Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 1693 - 141 Prelude_2
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Chapter 1693: Chapter 141 Prelude_2
Then he said a sentence that made Wang Ba’s heart ripple again, although it was a guess, his tone was extremely firm:
“You… are cultivating, aren’t you?”
Wang Ba calmly nodded:
“Your guess is correct, don’t worry.”
“That Liu Jin, he…”
Bu Chan suddenly remembered Wang Yi’an outside the Sect and came back to his senses, shouting anxiously.
Wang Ba’s gaze slightly shifted outside the Sect, seeing Wang Yi’an under the thunderstorm still desperately trying to merge True Martial and Sword Dao but always unable to make them harmoniously blend.
The extremely calm heart immediately began to weigh quickly.
Finally, he suddenly raised his sleeve.
From his sleeve, a pitch-black, shriveled fruit flew out directly, passed through the Sect Array, and fell into Wang Yi’an’s hand under the thunderstorm.
“This is…”
Wang Yi’an was full of confusion.
But immediately, he heard his father’s seemingly emotionless voice beside his ear:
“This is ’Yin Fruit’, take it.”
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi’an swallowed the fruit without hesitation.
The next moment, he felt a cool aura from his lungs directly enter his Soul.
Wham—
The world suddenly expanded, everything about Sword Dao, True Martial, and all the points of integration and opposition between the two quickly emerged in his mind at that moment.
Many subtle Dao Intention insights that he needed painstaking study to comprehend now broke forth like a river released, uncontrollable.
In a breath, Wang Yi’an’s eyes shone with brilliance, and the Sword Dao and True Martial, forcibly twisted together but always separate, finally merged completely at this moment!
He stepped into the Void, facing the surging Thunder Tribulation and the Heart Demon growing wantonly in his heart.
Besieged from inside and outside.
He suddenly raised his palm and fingers, countless Blood Energy surged like flames around him, and from his sword fingers burst forth a sky-piercing bloody Sword Qi!
Thick and solid.
Boldly slashing towards the descending thunder!
The bloody Sword Qi collided with the thunder, silently extinguishing each other…
The thunder dissipated, and the dark clouds scattered.
Wang Yi’an, though battered, had a calm and deep sense of clarity after washing away mundanity between his brows.
Looking distantly towards the Wanxiang Sect.
Across impenetrable thick fog, he deeply bowed towards the Sect once more and then resolutely transformed into a stream of bloody light, flying towards the Huangji Continent.
Seeing this scene, Bu Chan’s expression was complex, filled with reluctance, worry, and helplessness.
“Liu Jin…”
Th𝖎𝖘 𝒸hӑp𝐭𝗲r 𝗶ʂ pɵ𝐬τ𝑒𝑑 b𝑦 𝗞ɪτ𝑒𝕟◎ν𝑒𝓁
Ultimately, people must walk their own path alone, no matter how much she loves, she cannot replace Wang Yi’an in making decisions.
Wang Ba slowly withdrew his gaze, but soon received a message from Zhao Feng within the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone:
“Tai A Tao Temple Master is here, he wants to have Hui Yunzi Ancestor take action, and at the same time join all Jin cultivators to together destroy the primitive Demonic Sect.”
Wang Ba didn’t hesitate and immediately replied within the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone:
“Let Tai A Tao Temple Master either shut the Tao Temple gates after returning or, like Longevity Sect, join our Sect for refuge.”
“Remember, no matter what happens, do not take action! Tell Qin Family and Youxian Temple the same.”
Then he put away the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone and walked into the Dungeon.
He already grasped the direction of complete fusion.
…
“He really said this?”
Inside Chunyang Palace, Tai A Tao Temple Master’s face looked slightly unpleasant.
Although Zhao Feng was also the Master of a Sect, he couldn’t really be treated equally in front of this elder, and he bent slightly to show respect before speaking solemnly:
“Vice Sect Master Wang is now at a critical point in cultivation, temporarily affecting his character… But the subtlety of his Method of Deduction, the Temple Master might be aware of; since he said so, there must be a reason for it.”
Upon hearing Zhao Feng’s words, Tai A Tao Temple Master slightly frowned but ultimately endured, thinking deeply in his heart, and then spoke seriously:
“I’m somewhat aware of the Method of Deduction, it’s not that I don’t trust Wang Ba, on the contrary, I admire him greatly, but the Method of Deduction isn’t something certain, I don’t know what he is waiting for, but Han Yanzi stole the Undying divine tree earlier, and has made considerable progress compared to before, now he has obtained the Class VI Sea Pearl…”
He sincerely said:
“We could have killed him before he grew stronger, why waste such an opportunity?”
Zhao Feng heard this and indeed somewhat agreed with Tai A Tao Temple Master’s thoughts.
But recalling Wang Ba’s repeated reminders, he vaguely guessed that Wang Ba must have realized something, which is why he repeatedly urged him.
His thoughts turned quickly, and he said:
“The Temple Master should know too, that Han Yanzi is extremely adept at preserving his life, and the idea of three burrows isn’t enough to describe it. In the past, our Sect’s Hui Yunzi Ancestor told Vice Sect Master Wang, if not fully assured, do not disturb the snake… Now we still know nothing about Han Yanzi’s methods, even if Hui Yunzi Ancestor makes a move, it can’t be confirmed that we can handle Han Yanzi before the Thunder Tribulation descends.”
“Then just watch Han Yanzi become stronger until no one can restrain him?”
Tai A Tao Temple Master was both angry and furious, but seeing Zhao Feng unmoved, he could only sigh in disappointment:
“If Brother Shao, Taoist Brother Yan, or Xun were still around, how could it be like this…”
After saying this, without waiting for Zhao Feng to speak, he left in disappointment and anger.
Being treated dismissively, Zhao Feng’s face slightly sank, but he could also feel Tai A Tao Temple Master’s urgency and helplessness.
Th𝖎𝖘 𝒸hӑp𝐭𝗲r 𝗶ʂ pɵ𝐬τ𝑒𝑑 b𝑦 𝗞ɪτ𝑒𝕟◎ν𝑒𝓁