Shennong Dao Master-Chapter 1356 - 18: Let Me Tell You a Story (Da Zhang!)

Cloud Sky Dao appeared.

Cloud Sky Dao approached.

Zhao Xing was beaten.

...

Cloud Sky Dao's chest heaved as he maintained a stance, and a storm gathered in his eyes. He had just delivered a hundred uppercuts to Zhao Xing, but due to the speed, it seemed as though it was just one punch.

Why hit Zhao Xing? Because Cloud Sky Dao was very angry.

He knew that even if he asked Zhao Xing after coming out, he wouldn't get an immediate answer; Zhao Xing was sure to speak only after Ascension.

He definitely wouldn't tell him now, to distract and continue disturbing his Dao heart.

Since Zhao Xing wouldn't speak, Cloud Sky Dao decided to knock Zhao Xing's jaw off, simply making him shut up!

Zhao Xing didn't dodge, didn't resist; sometimes, you just have to let someone vent.

So Zhao Xing only looked at Cloud Sky Dao with an apologetic gaze.

Once Cloud Sky Dao finished, Zhao Xing rubbed his jaw, aligning the dislocated joint.

"Brother Yun, this fist technique of yours is called 'Small Four Seasons Prince Changing Fist'," Zhao Xing said somewhat helplessly, "Even if you wanted to test whether what I said was true, you didn't have to hit so many punches; with just one, I could have named the technique. This was imparted to you by the woman when you became the Grand Minister of Agriculture under the Xia Dynasty…"

"Enough! Don't bring up old matters again!" Cloud Sky Dao's face darkened. How does this guy know everything!

Zhao Xing certainly knew; Cloud Sky Dao had personally told him in a previous life.

With his anger restrained and demeanor restored, Cloud Sky Dao finally calmed down. He stared at Zhao Xing: "If what you're saying is a lie, then you've really succeeded in tricking me out. Now, I have no other path."

Zhao Xing replied seriously: "Brother Yun, I'm not lying to you. In at most a hundred years, or as few as fifty years, you will know everything."

The grand feat of completing Ascension, in Zhao Xing's estimation, would roughly take fifty to a hundred years.

After Ji Che established the Dao, the timing was essentially ripe, and expelling the barbarians wouldn't take that long.

Cloud Sky Dao no longer wasted words. Since he had made a choice, he would follow that choice persistently until the end and never turn back.

"The House of Epoch must have someone enter and become its new master, only then can I completely leave Returning Ruins."

"I have now emerged from the core of the House of Epoch, leaving about four hours for you to consider who will go in."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xing nodded: "That much time is unnecessary; I'll start looking for them now."

Cloud Sky Dao did not follow along.

When Zhao Xing went to find Ji Che and the others, Cloud Sky Dao tidied the non-existent creases in his clothes at the entrance, casting one last glance back at the courtyard confining him for long ages.

His expression transitioned from reluctance, worry, and confusion.

Then quickly shifted to excitement and anticipation.

"Zhao Xing."

He smiled.

Finally, he returned to calm.

...

When Zhao Xing arrived at the place where everyone was resting.

Yun Ze was pacing back and forth in the hall, Lu Xia once again picked up a teacup with rolling leaves. Han Qing and Xiao Yun were engaging in idle talk with Spirit Butterfly Fairy, and Chen Yu was examining the wall-mounted image of clouds and rain.

Ling Tianchen and Wang Tianzhi sat beside Ji Che, appearing relaxed, while Ji Che was resting with eyes closed.

Zhao Xing, witnessing this scene, slowed his steps.

"Indeed, just as expected, only Old Wang and Dean Ling are suitable candidates."

He asked Ji Che to lead the people in avoidance, which was actually a part of the assessment process.

Ji Che would give the seven people resting with Spirit Butterfly Fairy a strong signal, that Zhao Xing would certainly be able to persuade Cloud Sky Dao.

Since Zhao Xing was certain to persuade Cloud Sky Dao, the next question was: Who would replace Cloud Sky Dao outside?

Zhao Xing and Ji Che believed in these seven people; each one was willing.

But being willing was one thing, and being able to withstand it was another.

Becoming the master of the House of Epoch meant becoming a lonely Watcher.

This watching time was not one year, not two years, not even a hundred or two hundred years, but a million years!

Not everyone is suited for such a task.

"I have returned."

Zhao Xing stepped into the hall.

Ji Che opened his eyes, briefly exchanging glances with Zhao Xing; both nodded slightly.

The seven Ministers of Agriculture immediately quieted down, turning their gaze to Zhao Xing.

"Your Majesty, Senior Yun has agreed to leave seclusion."

Upon hearing Zhao Xing's words, the seven couldn't help but cheer.

"That's great!"

"Hahaha, the Grand Minister of Agriculture truly lives up to the title."

"Yun Ancestor is indeed a good ancestor."

"But he has a descendant like you, tsk."

"Dean Han, what nonsense are you talking, Dean Lu, look at her!"

"Crazy."

"..."

The most surprised among them would be Spirit Butterfly Fairy.

She was Cloud Sky Dao's disciple-grandchild acquired in the past thousand years; after her teacher passed away, she became Cloud Sky Dao's eyes in the Xuanhuang Realm.

She had a deep understanding of her Senior, who by right should never leave seclusion midway.

How strong was her Senior's will? That was the persistence of a million years!

But her Senior was truly convinced by Zhao Xing?

"Mr. Zhao, has Senior really left seclusion?"

"Indeed, Immortal, you may go see."

"Alright, forgive me for leaving briefly."

Spirit Butterfly Fairy excused herself, then quickly left the room.

Thus, only the nine from Great Zhou remained in the room.

Ji Che scanned everyone, slowly speaking: "Since Cloud Sky Dao has left seclusion, to leave completely, we must send someone to the House of Epoch to replace him."

"Your Majesty, I am willing to go." The seven Ministers of Agriculture stepped into the hall center, speaking together.

Ji Che waved his hand: "I know you are all capable of taking on the responsibility, but this might last a million years, even never emerging again - a choice akin to death."

"If anyone is willing to withdraw, step back now. I swear by the ancestors not to force you and will erase everyone's memories of this segment, ensuring no one knows."