Chapter 541: Chapter 273: A Glimpse of the Future, the Demon Ancestor’s Ambition
The Demon Ancestor ca fast and ran even faster.
Only leaving behind the bewildered Immortal Sect Divinity Transformation cultivators.
Each person was bewildered in their own way.
Master Cheng Kong was still staring at the Quiet Bamboo, while Tongming was looking at his own collapsed mountain peak.
Mingde Master was gazing in the direction of the sea, seemingly pondering why the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor fled so quickly, as if frightened.
The great contributor, Xie Qingxue, seed truly shocked; first, she looked at the Qingping Sword with deep eyes, then lifted her head to glance at the stars still lingering in the sky, blinking and showing a rare mont of disorientation.
Zheng Fa was also… well, particularly bewildered.
He turned his head to look at Yan Wushuang behind him, who was holding up his head nonchalantly with a poor acting skill.
Zheng Fa shifted his gaze away from Yan Wushuang and focused on the broadcast featuring Xie Qingxue looking around, understanding why she’s the senior sister of Tianhe Sect—her acting skill was clearly superior to his silly junior brother.
Don’t you think so, Tianhe’s renegade disciple… Xie Qingxue?
Just a mont ago, when Xie Qingxue mobilized all her spiritual power and fully awakened the Qingping Sword, Zheng Fa had a brief connection with the sword.
And in that brief mont, he saw a story full of endurance and silence stretching over an era.
He felt a surge of emotions with no outlet and could only ask Yan Wushuang a question within the Creation Jade Disc:
“Does Tianhe Sect have five lines of inheritance?”
“Why are you asking this?” Yan Wushuang feigned ignorance but replied quickly, “The rumor you’ve heard is a bit outdated. There were five lines a long ti ago; now there are only four, with one already extinct.”
Extinct?
“Is the extinct line the one founded by Tianhe Venerable’s third disciple?”
“How do you know?”
Yan Wushuang’s reply was filled with confusion, as if even within Tianhe Sect, few knew such history, let alone in the Xuanwei Realm.
The Qingping Sword told .
He saw within the Qingping Sword the face he had seen in a mountain stone projection, a face that, in Tianhe Venerable’s last days, pointed a sword at his own master.
In his last days, he often gazed at the gloomy night sky, gently caressing the Qingping Sword, remaining silent year after year.
Zheng Fa did not respond, his gaze shifting back and forth between Xie Qingxue and the Qingping Sword.
He sowhat understood Xie Qingxue’s tendency to talk excessively.
Such a past pressed heavier and heavier on one’s heart, driving one mad.
Zheng Fa watched Xie Qingxue walk into the Jiushan Realm, giving a faint sigh—so matters neither of them dared to speak of, nor was it suitable for him to voice.
Yet Xie Qingxue appeared entirely unperturbed, sheathed the Qingping Sword, and looked curiously at the Quiet Bamboo, her gaze as confused as Master Cheng Kong’s.
Mingde Master, filled with curiosity, looked at Xie Qingxue and said, “Fairy Xie, why did the Demon Ancestor flee so swiftly?”
Xie Qingxue shook her head, also appearing puzzled, simply saying, “I think he probably feared the Qingping Sword.”
“Qingping Sword…” Mingde Master glanced at the Qingping Sword in her hand, recalling the dramatic change in the heavens and earth earlier, and couldn’t help but feel a bit envious, “Fairy Xie, the power of your sect’s Immortal Sword is truly awe-inspiring.”
Xie Qingxue lowered her eyes, appearing unexpectedly unhappy, causing Mingde Master to find it odd—does Fairy Xie not like to hear praise?
But he still shifted the topic: “I suppose the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor has not fully regained his forr power, otherwise, with the Qingping Sword and Quiet Bamboo, he might fear unexpected accidents.”
This guess made everyone nod, but Zheng Fa felt puzzled—in Mingde Master’s view, was the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor not as strong now?
Mingde Master seed to notice his doubt, and with a gentle deanor, explained proactively: “The power of Dao Fruit varies, and its influence involves many factors, but one key elent is…”
Zheng Fa listened carefully as Mingde Master said, “How many people practice this Basic Great thod?”
This statent hit Zheng Fa suddenly—aren’t you just bullying the Great Freedom Demon Sect for having no mbers?
Yet he added another question in his mind, still confused—what exactly is a Dao Fruit by now?
However, as the topic seed to involve many secrets, Mingde Master was unwilling to say more, while Xie Qingxue pointed at the Quiet Bamboo and curiously asked:
“Did you cultivate this?”
“Yep.”
“…”
Xie Qingxue’s face showed a look of belief yet disbelief.
At this mont, Master Cheng Kong jolted, suddenly exclaiming, “Then… the Haori Tree? No, the Fusang Wood?”
“Didn’t cultivate it.”
Zheng Fa looked honest and very sincere.
Master Cheng Kong nodded, not knowing whether he felt disappointnt or relief, clicking his tongue at the Quiet Bamboo, “At this rate, Leiyin Temple is going to go berserk.”
Zheng Fa’s expression was slightly gloomy too—he had no choice but to act, but the stronger the Quiet Bamboo beca, the more attention Leiyin Temple would pay.
“Hmph!” Mingde Master snorted, “His betrayal of the Five Sects Alliance pact is yet to be addressed by my Supre Dao, and he still dares to covet the Quiet Bamboo?”
“Moreover, would the people of my Supre Dao be bullied by Leiyin Temple?”
Who?
Where am I from?
Zheng Fa blinked, feeling sothing was off, and looked towards Mingde Master.
Mingde Master looked at him, a kind smile spreading across his face: “Cheng Kong may have told you before, my Supre Dao has always embraced diverse talents. You possess talent and unique Spirit Plant Techniques, having made great contributions to my Supre Dao!”
“If you join my Supre Dao, I can guarantee you a Master position!”
Master Cheng Kong opened his mouth in surprise—wasn’t it true that you always looked down on Xuanwei Realm cultivators?
Today, you changed too fast.
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