Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1438 - 54: Retreat in Alarm_3
Chapter 1438 -54: Retreat in Alarm_3
“Enough, let them go for now… Currently, I have drained the Blood Qilin, and this incarnation has barely recovered to about sixty or seventy percent. What’s most important now is to find a way to continue recovering, and then see if there’s still a chance for Cultivation Ascension…”
He furrowed his brows and pondered for a while.
Suddenly, his gaze fell on a black-robed cultivator outside the Formation, and he said solemnly:
“What’s the situation on Fenglin Continent now? The places previously occupied by the Kingdom of Immortals, have any new forces emerged there now?”
The black-robed cultivator quickly responded nervously:
“Replying to the uppermost, the areas previously occupied by the Kingdom of Immortals have indeed seen the rise of numerous Rogue Cultivators. However, perhaps due to insufficient time, there aren’t any significant figures, nor have any significant Sects or dynasties formed.”
Han Yanzi was slightly surprised by the response:
“Jin hasn’t taken over.”
He thought for a moment, then understood:
“However, that’s normal. These regions are inherently sparse in Spiritual Energy, so for them, it’s more trouble than it’s worth… Later, you bring people to capture those Rogue Cultivators and any mortals who are still clinging to life.”
He gave his orders casually.
The black-robed cultivator quickly nodded.
“Anything else?”
Han Yanzi asked further.
The black-robed cultivator hesitated, then said:
“In the northern part of Yan and the former areas of Guangling State, the True Martial Cultivators who had disappeared for a while seem to be active again, and there are many powerful new figures. Some are comparable to Nascent Soul Cultivators with their physical bodies alone.”
“And compared to before, they have also learned to use some basic tools from Daosheng Continent. It is estimated that they have been studying and adopting many inheritances from Daosheng Continent during their disappearance…”
“Just with their physical bodies, comparable to Nascent Soul… Some people?”
Han Yanzi was taken aback, then his interest piqued:
“That means the training system of True Martial Cultivators has gradually matured… Who is the current leader of the True Martial Cultivators? Is it possible to recruit him?”
But the answer from the black-robed cultivator surprised him somewhat:
“Replying to the uppermost, the leader of the True Martial Cultivators is still the same Patriarch of True Wu, Wang Xu.”
“Wang Xu?”
Han Yanzi recited the name, which sounded somewhat familiar, then wondered aloud:
“Weren’t True Martial Cultivators said to have a short lifespan, similar to mortals? I recall this person should be well over a hundred years old by now?”
The black-robed cultivator hurriedly replied:
“By estimates, it has been almost two hundred years since he first came into prominence.”
“Almost two hundred years… that means he’s no longer a mortal.”
Han Yanzi mused for a moment, then asked:
“Where is he? Can we recruit him?”
The black-robed cultivator looked troubled:
“This person seems to harbor great animosity toward our cultivators. Many cultivators have suffered wherever the True Martial Cultivators have gone, and his whereabouts are unpredictable… But I will definitely find a way to locate him.”
“Mm.”
Han Yanzi nodded and did not ask any further questions, glancing at the Blood Qilin whose body still had remnants of Blood Energy, although evidently not wasted.
The Formation around the Blood Qilin continued to extract the residue within its body.
Han Yanzi’s eyes swept over the black-robed cultivators around and settled on a stern-faced young man in black robes cultivating beside him. He pondered briefly and instructed:
“Shen Fu, I entrust you with a task.”
“After this Blood Qilin is completely drained, bury its corpse here, as deep as possible.”
The black-robed young man was startled but did not dare to ask more and quickly nodded:
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“Yes, obeying the uppermost’s command.”
Han Yanzi chuckled softly:
“Hehe, you have great merit, and I hold you in high regard. The position of Sect Master of the Holy Sect has been vacant for a hundred years, you should strive for it.”
The young man’s heart tightened, but his face showed a flattered expression.
…
On the swaying sea surface.
One by one, ships carrying huge divine temples bobbed along with the waves.
Inside the Mother Goddess divine temple, in front of a massive placenta, a violently shaking image suddenly vanished.
The last glimpse of the image vaguely revealed huge ships from Huangji Continent capsizing, cultivators being swept away, as well as the Sect Protection Array of Wanxiang Sect…
As the image disappeared.
A solemn voice emerged from within the placenta:
“The Yin God was right after all; there indeed was a Refining Void Cultivator hiding within Wanxiang Sect. Yin God truly deserves credit… It’s a pity the Refining Void Cultivators of Wanxiang Sect didn’t get to compete with the Dragon Transformation Pool. If only they had fought to mutual destruction…”
God of Longevity and God of War also looked solemn, silent for a long time.
After a long time, God of Longevity finally spoke:
“Mother Goddess, since Yang Que has crossed Wanxiang Sect, he’s likely not coming back… Shouldn’t we take this opportunity to counterattack Huangji Continent?”
God of War also spoke in a muffled voice:
“This time Yang Que took away nearly a thousand Nascent Soul Cultivators and those God-breaking Crossbows that greatly restrict us. Without these, our chances of victory increase, and we could give it a try.”
The massive placenta mulled over it for a while, then spoke with some hesitation:
“Wait a bit longer, let’s wait for Yin God to return and get clear details before we act.”
God of Longevity and God of War looked at each other and did not object.
…
Meanwhile.
Inside the Sect Protection Array of Wanxiang Sect.
Ji Ying and Pang Xiu both looked pale, a result of over-exertion of their Primordial Spirits.
Their eyes swept over the staggering number of dazed cultivators from Huangji Continent in front of them, Ji Ying couldn’t help but turn towards Wang Ba:
“Deputy Sect Master, since we’re already letting Yang Que go, why keep these people?”
“It’s not, it’s not…”
He ultimately did not utter the words “superfluous.”
