Chapter 1774: Chapter 955: How Lonely It Is to Be Invincible
Half a day later, Zhao Sheng smoothly returned to the station, at this moment there were seven strands of “fresh” Immortal Qi in his hand.
He handled his limits very well, only asking each of the other Guardians for a single strand of Immortal Qi, not taking even one more.
With one Reincarnation every ten years, even if they gave up one strand, they could still save three to four strands of Immortal Qi in their hands.
Zhao Sheng would not push them to a dead end, and the seven Guardians would not join forces against him.
Of course, even if the seven joined forces, he would not be the least bit afraid.
After returning to the Heaven-Reaching Pillar, Zhao Sheng began to Refining the seven strands of Immortal Qi he had earned.
Time flew by, and two years and seven months passed in a flash.
On this day, Zhao Sheng successfully Refining the last strand of Immortal Qi, and his flesh and Mana improved a little further.
Just as he woke up, a head the size of a water vat poked over from behind him, hot air continuously spraying from its mouth.
“Master, what you promised me, could it be you’ve forgotten?” The Stone Spirit looked at its master with great grievance, a pair of lantern-sized fiery red eyes showing a hint of resentment.
Zhao Sheng was taken aback when he heard this, then he remembered. He had previously promised to pensate it several times over, later… later he simply forgot.
“Alright, what are you in such a hurry for? Give it another seven or eight years, and I, your master, will pay you back two strands of Immortal Qi.” Zhao Sheng rubbed its head, forting it in a gentle voice.
“Three strands!” the Stone Spirit suddenly said.
Zhao Sheng did not hesitate, agreeing readily: “Fine, three strands it is!”
Hearing this, the Stone Spirit’s eyes shone with excitement, and it immediately rubbed its head hard against its master’s back to show its flattery.
After transforming into a Jade Qilin, the Stone Spirit’s behavior and temperament had actually begun to gradually approach that of a Divine Beast Qilin; it was hard to say whether this phenomenon was good or bad.
Not long after, the Jade Qilin happily bounded off into the distance.
Zhao Sheng did not bother with it; he and the Stone Spirit had a spiritual connection, no matter where it ran off to, he could easily find it in the end.
…
Two days later, a Wanderer came to him of his own accord.
This person’s appearance was clear and refined, his figure tall and straight, his strength so-so, roughly at the average level of the One Tribulation Great Venerable Realm.
“This junior, Song Huizi, pays respects to Senior Mixed Element.” The Wanderer Song Huizi bowed with clasped hands, greeting with great respect.
With a mild attitude, Zhao Sheng asked, “Mr. Song, for what matter have you e here?”
“To report to Senior. This junior wishes to obtain two strands of Immortal Qi, and hopes Senior will fulfill this request.”
Before Zhao Sheng could speak, he hurriedly explained: “This junior has a strange item in hand, which should be enough to exchange for two strands of Immortal Qi.”
Before his words fell, Song Huizi flipped his right hand, and a palm-long, finger-thick platinum-colored broken blade appeared in his hand.
The surface of this object was smooth and flawless, such that one’s reflection could be clearly seen in it, and it was giving off a faint cold light; in the flicker of that light, it seemed as though a Dragon Shadow flashed and vanished.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn’t help feeling a bit tempted.
In the next moment, he reached out and beckoned, and the broken blade instantly turned into a thread of sword radiance, falling into his hand like Lightning.
Zhao Sheng weighed it in his hand, and a gleam of sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Then, he poured a trace of Mana into the broken blade; the blade’s light suddenly surged, and a Long Yin resounded in all directions.
“True Dragon residual soul? And the material of this broken blade seems to be exactly the same as the Heaven-Reaching Pillar.” After pondering secretly, Zhao Sheng immediately made up his mind.
“Not bad, not bad! This item… this poor Daoist can accept it. However, you must tell me where this item came from.”
Song Huizi was overjoyed and quickly said, “This junior would not dare deceive Senior. This item came from within a piece of black stone.
A few months ago, this junior was digging on the spot in a certain ruin. When I dug down more than seventy li underground, I unintentionally found a watermelon-sized black stone.
As soon as this junior touched the stone, it suddenly split into pieces, and the broken blade dropped out from inside.”
Zhao Sheng heard the flaw in his words and immediately pressed, “Where are the black stone fragments?”
“Sigh, here,” Song Huizi could not hide it and could only unhappily loosen his robe, baring his chest.
On his chest there were large patches of bizarre black spots everywhere. The black spots wriggled slowly, as if they were some kind of living thing.
Zhao Sheng’s pupils shrank, and he was inwardly extremely shocked.
He had already seen that these strange black spots were frantically devouring everything of Song Huizi’s, including his Mana, Primordial Spirit, and even his Life Span.
At this point Song Huizi was already extremely weak, looking as if he wouldn’t live much longer.
“I will not hide it from Senior. This junior no longer has the strength to return to the outside world. Without Immortal Qi to replenish my Primordial Qi, this junior may die here.” There was a trace of despair in Song Huizi’s tone, yet his eyes were filled with expectation and pleading.
After listening, Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but feel a hint of pity. He spat out the Immortal Qi Pearl, and then drew two strands of “White Qi” from it.
“Take them.”
Before the words had fallen, he flicked his hand and sent the two strands of Immortal Qi into Song Huizi’s body.
Song Huizi was wildly overjoyed, and immediately knelt to kowtow, paying great homage to the Mixed Element Taoist.
After three bows and nine kowtows, this person stood up again, then soared into the air and sped toward the distance.
After putting away the broken blade, Zhao Sheng suddenly sensed a strand of Divine Thought Breaking Void toward him.
Then a gentle and passionate voice sounded in his ear: “Amitabha Buddha! Mixed Element Daoist, you act out of passion, this old monk greatly admires you.”
“Jiu Jie, you’ve always been afraid of me ing to your door to cause trouble. How is it you dare to contact me first today?” Zhao Sheng’s heart moved, and he immediately sent a voice transmission back.
“Amitabha Buddha! This old monk only wishes to remind Daoist of one thing: in nine more years, the Ascension Ancient Array will open once again. I hope Daoist will prepare early.”
“So soon?!” Zhao Sheng’s heart gave a jump, feeling extremely surprised.
“When the Ancient Array opens, we eight will surely bee targets of all. Once numerous Wanderers join forces to besiege us, we will be outnumbered and are bound to be driven out of the Ancient Array. Therefore this old monk has a…”
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