Capítulo 1580: Chapter 853: Two Zhaos Cannot Be Written With One Stroke
The atmosphere in the room was extrely oppressive. Zhao Chonghe pondered somberly for a long ti before suddenly standing up and shouting, “This Young Master has made a decision!”
The young man in the golden robe shivered all over in fright and quickly looked up at Sixth Brother, his eyes filled with a clear stupidity.
“From today on, this Young Master has changed his na! From now on, I will be called Zhao Chongxu. I’ve always been humble like the valleys. ‘Chongxu’ suits perfectly.”
Zhao Chonghe spoke with determination, then turned to his little companion and asked ominously, “Seventeen, what do you think?”
The young man in the golden robe hurriedly said, “Sixth Brother, your literary talent is unparalleled, and this na is indeed wonderfully chosen! It’s just that… soone among our peers has already taken the sa na. Sixth Brother, you…”
Zhao Chonghe… no, Zhao Chongxu, scoffed, “Hmph, you go tell him to quickly change his na. Such a trivial matter, do I really need to instruct you?”
“Yes, yes, I’ll handle it right away. Don’t worry, Sixth Brother, I’ll make sure it’s done properly!” The young man in the golden robe said this and imdiately hurried out of the room.
Once the room was left with only him, Zhao Chongxu’s deanor and aura changed dramatically, emitting a chilling coldness all around.
He stood there expressionless, his eyes staring straight ahead, gaze indifferent and ruthless, with a hint of silver-white quietly appearing in the depths of his pupils.
…
Heavenly Wave Lake, Hualong Island.
At dawn, a thin layer of fog rose from the lake’s surface, swirling and gradually spreading into the island, engulfing the entire island’s Strange Flowers and Herbs.
Cloud mist wound and flowed, sunlight sprinkled over the clouds, rainbows spanned the whole island, making Hualong Island resemble a mortal Immortal Realm.
At this mont, deep within the island in a small courtyard, a long figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Zhao Sheng glanced around, and suddenly his mind stirred, causing a colorful Barrier to rise above the courtyard.
After completing these actions, he walked to the door, placed his hand on it, and with Mana flowing from his palm, his Divine Thought surged in, quickly dispelling the multiple Prohibitions on the door.
Zhao Sheng pushed the door open and entered, and as his figure disappeared behind the door, it creaked shut on its own.
Soon after the mist dispersed, above the Jade Void Spirit Pond at the core of the “Blessed Land,” a nine-petaled, ten-leaf, crystalline Lotus Dharma Platform floated silently.
Zhao Sheng sat serenely on the Lotus Platform, carefully recalling the nurous experiences from the past two days.
The day before yesterday, when Zhao Dashan asked him where he learned the “Big and Small Ruyi Immortal Skill,” there was a mont of genuine hesitation within him.
At that mont, he truly felt an impulse, a strong desire to admit that he was the reincarnation of a previous life.
Zhao Dashan might not believe it, but he could produce countless pieces of evidence to prove he was not lying.
The benefits of doing so were beyond need of ntion.
Yet, at the critical mont, he still chose to firmly deny it.
The reason was simple!
Admitting he was the reincarnation of Zhao Xi would naturally an inheriting the Cause and Effect of his previous life.
Don’t forget, in his last lifeti, before his death, he used the Quasi-Tao Artifact, the Life and Death Pen, to ruthlessly trap Old Ghost Wanxing.
Old Ghost Wanxing had a cultivation that reached the heavens in his lifeti, with a rank at least above Golden Immortal.
rely relying on the Life and Death Pen’s instinctive counterattack couldn’t possibly kill Old Ghost Wanxing completely.
Over two hundred thousand years have passed, and Old Ghost Wanxing very likely has recovered his Primordial Qi.
Despite the continued prosperity and flourishing of the Ten Lands Zhao Clan, and the seemingly stable and harmonious Ancestral Divine Land,
he was highly confident that Old Ghost Wanxing would send a “Divine Beast Envoy” to infiltrate the Ancestral Divine Land and continually monitor any anomalies within the Zhao Family.
Once it detected any clues about the “Quasi-Tao Artifact”‘s whereabouts, Old Ghost Wanxing would personally act to seize the Life and Death Pen.
The reason Old Ghost Wanxing hadn’t acted against the Ten Lands Zhao Clan might be because he believed the Life and Death Pen was with Zhao Xuanjing.
This Ruined Immortal was extrely wary of the Quasi-Tao Artifact Life and Death Pen, so he never dared to show himself.
Zhao Sheng even suspected that among the over a hundred Immortal Ruins Guests he saw today, there might be an “insider.”
Having personally experienced the terrifying power of a Divine Beast Treasure, he was well aware that no one below a True Immortal could withstand the “assimilation” power of a Divine Beast Treasure.
Knowing that an unknown great enemy was secretly observing every move within the Zhao Family, how foolish would he have to be to recklessly reveal his “identity?”
No one knew how much ti passed, but Zhao Sheng cleared his mind, suddenly flipping a hand to reveal an Ancient Bronze Bell covered in cracks.
A second later, the Qinghuang Bell emitted a dim Divine Light, Will Heart Light surged from his palm, transforming into a Heart Fire that landed on the bell’s body.
Then, streams of powerful Mana poured into the Treasure Bell, forcibly activating the Treasure Bell’s True Spirit.
The Divine Light of the Qinghuang Bell trembled, vaguely revealing a Phoenix Illusion, which flickered unsteadily, occasionally exposing ancient and damaged Tao True Texts.
Zhao Sheng closed his eyes, and a Seven-Petaled Lotus Seal erged at his brow, with the lotus petals radiating a faint, gentle, and clear light.
His Divine Thought entered the True Spirit Illusion, instantly dividing into countless “threads,” accurately capturing a piece of damaged True Text, then began repairing the fragnt little by little.
At the sa ti, the True Spirit Illusion expanded rapidly, billions of tis in an instant, with one after another shattered “Star Rivers” appearing in succession.
Under the dual perception of Divine Thought and Will, countless “Silk Strings” descended into the depths of the “Star River,” interweaving and stacking into runes and Immortal Seals, which soon transford into bright “Stars,” filling the blank spaces of the Star River.
…
Winter passed, spring arrived, and once again it was a ti of spring warmth and blooming flowers.
Deep within the Blessed Land of Hualong Island, a long resonant bell sound lingered for a long ti.
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