Mountain Sitting Immortal Chapter 474: The Least To Do

Elder Storm Hawk sighed when she saw them and said, "To think that I would finish my supervision mission easily and in 25 years."

"I still rember when I was told to leave the inner sect and co to the outer sect to teach so scrawny 17-year-old kid and make sure that he survived the fusion of the wood and lightning elent."

She paused to think. Then she shook her head as she reminisced and said, "I rember that I was pissed. I didn’t want to waste my precious ti teaching so ignorant kid."

"I thought you would be full of yourself for having such a unique talent. There was also the possibility that you would be too stupid to teach, and you would take up all of my ti asking questions."

"I also thought that you could be too smart and refuse to do sothing as dangerous as fusing wood and lightning elents. That would make my mission a failure."

She smiled and said, "Fortunately, you are just the right amount of stupid."

Arthur’s face darkened when he heard what she said. He couldn’t tell if she was complinting him or not. But he wasn’t going to stay silent either way.

In order to defend himself, he said, "I was just smart enough to realize the power to be gained in fusing the two elents."

"If there is sothing I could be blad for, it is for being ambitious. But I survived and succeeded in fusing the two elents, so I was right."

He raised his chin imperiously and said with pride, "I was right, so I wasn’t overconfident with the estimation of my capabilities. I was just confident, and as it turned out, I was right to be."

She rolled her eyes at him while saying, "Right, right. You are Mr. Right. I don’t care what you call yourself. I only care about the capabilities of your unique foundation."

Then she asked him, "Tell , how does it feel to have two elents in your foundation? Did you even fuse the two elents? It doesn’t feel like it."

She observed him intently and said, "You look fine and healthy. Not as sickly as I thought you would be. You also reek of lightning with no hint of wood."

Her gaze lingered on him as she asked, "Did you really fuse wood with lightning? Why can’t I sense the wood?"

Before he could reply, eyes lit up in understanding as she said, "Maybe it is because you fused the lightning elent with wood that you look healthy instead of sickly. The vitality of wood must be keeping you healthy and masking the violent effects of keeping the two elents in a balance within you."

Then she began asking more questions. "So how does it feel to have lightning and wood fighting within you? Do you feel pain? Do you feel that you’re about to explode? Do you think you can survive the third mortal coil?"

She hit him with a barrage of questions. But then she paused, and her tone of voice changed.

She stopped being inquisitive and beca more worried as she said to him, "Please tell that you can survive until you reach the seventh transformation. It is the least you can do for since I invested a lot of ti and energy into caring for you as your supervisor."

She beca anxious as she insisted, "Please tell you can do that much. You have to do that much for . I have too much money counting on it. I can’t lose it."

He had been disoriented and confused by her mood swings. He didn’t know how to begin replying. But his mind latched on to the last thing she said and focused on it with laser focus.

He asked her, still confused, "Wait a minute. What do you an you have too much money counting on reaching the seventh transformation?"

She asked back, clearly displeased, "Of all the things I said, is that the only one you’re concerned about? Stop being so selfish."

He ignored her joke and insisted, "Is soone betting on ?"

She sighed as if he was asking the world of her, "Fine. If you must know, soone is indeed betting on whether you will survive or your foundation will explode and kill you."

"Actually, a lot of people are betting on it. We began betting on you after I told an elder of the sect that you had reached the third mortal coil successfully."

"Many people don’t think you can survive the third mortal coil. We began arguing about it and finally chose to bet about what we thought. That’s what took so long to prepare."

She pointed at herself and said, "I thought that you were strong enough to reach the seventh transformation of the third mortal coil. Please don’t make regret having that much faith in you."

If anything, Arthur thought that she had very little faith in him. He couldn’t help but ask, "Is having two elents that bad?"

She snorted and said, "Bad doesn’t even begin to describe it. Will pouring water into a fire have a good outco?"

He replied, "It depends on the strength of the water and fire. And whether the outco is good or not depends on what outco I wanted in the first place."

She nodded in agreent and said, "That makes sense. But what I know is that the patriarch with the formation body who decided to create his own cultivation technique to establish his foundation nearly died when his foundation exploded."

"If that could happen to such a genius who was not ssing around with lightning, I wonder what would happen to you for ssing around with lightning."

"When I wonder, the image of wood exploding when lightning strikes it cos to my mind. I don’t know how it will feel, but I think it must be a very painful death."

The more Arthur heard her speak, the more his face darkened. Even Roar had beco fearful because of the bad image that she painted.