Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1006 - 272: The State Preceptor’s Whereabouts, Guardian City_2
"You think knowing in advance would have made a difference? You weren’t even in Guardian City a few days ago. Unless you could have known months ahead that the National Master would come from Imperial City to give a lecture here for Cultivators, otherwise, you couldn’t have heard the National Master’s teachings."
"The scene a few days earlier was incredibly grand; I heard that the number of Cultivators rushing to listen to the National Master’s lecture reached as many as several hundred thousand. It was a sea of people, there was even a stampede that killed two unfortunate Cultivators."
"Several hundred thousand? That’s an exaggeration, isn’t it? I feel like a hundred thousand is already overstating it; it was probably just tens of thousands. After all, they should all be Cultivators who went to hear the teachings, right?"
"How could it all be Cultivators? There would definitely be ordinary peasants who went to join in the excitement, and there weren’t a few of them either!"
"Did anyone record what the National Master said? Damn, I didn’t go listen either!"
"I heard that the officials have someone take down the National Master’s teachings, and it probably won’t be a few days before it’s compiled into a book."
"Damn it, not hearing the National Master’s teachings in person. Just reading the records of his talks should be decent too, but it just doesn’t feel as satisfying!"
"Yes! I heard that many Cultivators gained a lot of insights."
"I’m truly envious of others!"
"..."
The conversations of these bystanders made everyone at the scene, apart from Fan Wu, look at each other in bewilderment. Obviously, they hadn’t anticipated stumbling upon such an incident within Guardian City, gaining such a piece of intelligence. The State Preceptor of the Shangwu Dynasty had actually stayed in Guardian City for a period, even lectured here for some time.
When Yan Dahu, who was always quick-tempered, heard this, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He directly approached the discussing peasants. Under their terrified expressions, he grabbed one by the collar, and asked, "You’re saying that damn State Preceptor came to Guardian City? Is that guy still here?"
The peasant who got his collar grabbed was apparently not from the Shangwu Dynasty; otherwise, given the temperament typical of the locals there, he would have been furious by now.
Unfortunately for him, he was not, and he could only swallow his saliva in fear, his voice trembling, "The... The National Master, he’s long gone!"
"What? That damn thing actually ran away?" Yan Dahu’s eyes bulged like brass bells, looking quite frightening at first glance: "Did that damn National Master know about me, Yan Dahu, coming, so he got scared off?!"
"Idiot! Stop scaring people here! We’re not that damn State Preceptor, randomly frightening the peasants?" Yan Dalong, with a dark face, pulled his foolish brother back.
Then, he mused to himself, "If that damn State Preceptor left Guardian City a while ago, then if we follow now, wouldn’t we have a chance to catch up with him?"
While these two brothers referred to the State Preceptor using rather disrespectful terms that made Bai Sheng’s mouth twitch, he still couldn’t help reminding them, "Don’t forget, the National Master would certainly travel by sedan or horse carriage, which is much faster than our feet. Even if we chase after him relentlessly now, it’s likely we won’t catch him."
Hearing this, Yan Dalong’s face showed regret, "Damn it, does that mean we still have to run to Imperial City to meet him?"
These people spoke ill of the National Master openly, causing many Shangwu Dynasty peasants to glare at them angrily.
However, recognizing Yan Dahu and Yan Dalong as brothers, for the moment... they did not dare to confront the two.
Who didn’t know these two brothers were like madmen? They could even escape when surrounded by an army, who would dare to provoke them?
But...
At this moment.
Within the crowd... a seemingly unremarkable Cultivator let his gaze drift over Fan Wu and the others. Surprise flickered through his eyes, which soon turned into excitement. It was as if discovering Fan Wu and the others was some significant event.
The Cultivator took a deep breath, trying hard to compose his expression, and then, with even greater effort, to conceal his presence. After taking a final deep look at Fan Wu and the others, he promptly turned and hurriedly ran in one direction.
"Daoist Priest Fan, what is it?" Noticing Fan Wu had been staring in a certain direction, Yun Jiuqing couldn’t help but ask curiously.
To this, Fan Wu simply smiled and answered, "I’ve spotted quite an interesting person; perhaps tonight won’t be a peaceful night."
When you gaze at Fan Wu, Fan Wu also gazes at you.
Fan Wu had long noticed that the person was staring at him and could sense that there was something extremely off about him.
Then he took another look at the attribute information hovering above the other’s head.
Fan Wu immediately knew why he felt something was off...
[Follower of the Black Peng Demon Venerate—Life: 321—Power: 14.9—Technique:...]
This was the attribute information Fan Wu could tell at a glance!
That is to say, the cultivator who had quickly turned and left actually had an inseparable connection with one of the San Qing Supreme Demons, the Black Peng Demon Venerate! Fan Wu didn’t expect to encounter a being related to the San Qing Supreme Demons in such a place. It seemed it truly was a narrow path for enemies!
Moreover... That person’s reaction must have been because he recognized him, and he probably wanted to go back and inform someone.
The reason Fan Wu didn’t stop him from delivering the message was precisely because he wanted the other to successfully send it.
In doing so, his trip for free attribute points might just bear fruit!
To Fan Wu, the three Demons and Devils of San Qing were like three waves of freely harvestable attribute points!
If he had the chance to harvest them, he would certainly not miss it, lest he not encounter such an opportunity again. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
...
"Ha ha ha! I’ve done it! I’ve really done it! This time I’m going to earn major merit!" The rapidly departing cultivator couldn’t contain his excitement any longer. He swallowed, feeling his mouth dry and his tongue parched, and sped up even more, "As long as I can report this news all the way up until it reaches the ears of the Black Peng Fiendish Sovereign, I will definitely receive a reward from the Black Peng Fiendish Sovereign himself!"
"That’s a reward from the Black Peng Fiendish Sovereign! I heard that someone once received... a reward from the Black Peng Fiendish Sovereign and soared to the sky, becoming a core disciple. Additionally, he received a massive amount of cultivation resources as well as guidance from the Black Peng Fiendish Sovereign himself."
"Even more, he received a drop of the Black Peng Fiendish Sovereign’s essence blood, and directly... as a human, became one of the trusted few of the Black Peng Fiendish Sovereign!"
The words he muttered to himself were extremely quiet, so faint that only he himself could hear them.
And the more he talked, the more excited and agitated he became.
As if he himself could become one of the trusted confidants of the Black Peng Fiendish Sovereign, and ultimately... reach the pinnacle of life!
Since Fan Wu didn’t purposely stop him, the cultivator was able to deliver the message perfectly.
Such a message was naturally reported up through special means.
Before much time passed, it reached the ears of the Black Peng Demon Venerate.
...
"Good! Good! Good!" In a desolate wasteland with demonic energy piercing the sky, suddenly such an exclamation rang out: "This seat has been waiting for that damn Qiulong Temple’s Fan Wu for a very long time! This person... killed my brother, the Laws-Phantom Demon Venerable!"
"Such a deep vengeance, if not avenged, the breath in my heart simply cannot be swallowed!!"
The being who uttered these words was none other than one of the San Qing Supreme Demons...
— Black Peng Demon Venerate!
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