Chapter 528: Chapter 308: Please Let Follow You! (Two More)_2
Old Wang grew more convinced that there might be secrets to uncover here, so he bade farewell to Zhou ZiYi and then logged off to check the information summarized by other players.
With no one to accompany him, Zhou ZiYi could only let out a sigh, then he sat down to space out and waited for other Immortals to co and provide guidance.
Before long, while sitting down, he sensed another existence.
The newcor’s aura was hidden, yet it was connected to the aura he had felt from Old Wang.
Just when Zhou ZiYi thought it was another Immortal, his expression changed.
A vast aura bore down on him, making the entire world seem insignificant compared to the oppression brought by this presence. The incomparable sense of shock was as if soone had compressed the entire universe and placed it before him, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.
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Who was this Immortal? Or perhaps a Demon who erged from who knows where?
Although frightened beyond asure, he still gripped the Magic Artifact in his hand and tried to lift his head to look in the direction from where the aura ca, striving to die with more dignity.
Seeing Zhou ZiYi on guard, Fang Cheng revealed his true form, and with great interest, he watched Zhou ZiYi and asked, “Can you sense ?”
Zhou ZiYi, already so frightened that his teeth were chattering, still managed to say firmly, “I can. May I ask who your excellency is…?”
“Fang Cheng, ever heard of ?”
“No, only of Heavenly Lord Fang…”
“Oh, that’s . Alright, being able to know my na ans that your lineage follows my path. That’s enough, you don’t need to be so afraid, I am more or less your senior.”
“I know… but I can’t control it…”
Looking at Zhou ZiYi, who was still trembling, Fang Cheng realized that his fear originated from the Cultivation Technique.
Cultivation is a process of absorbing Spiritual Energy to transform oneself, with certain features of Cultivation Techniques leaving their imprints within Cultivators, eventually leading to different characteristics.
The Cultivation Technique that Zhou ZiYi practiced bore so resemblance to the mainstream techniques from his own era, but it had additional unique traits, resulting in a high sensitivity to others’ auras.
However, being too sensitive was not always good. For example, at this mont, he had fallen into fear due to sensing a slight presence from Fang Cheng.
With a light tap between Zhou ZiYi’s eyebrows, Fang Cheng felt the Cultivation Technique Zhou ZiYi had been practicing, and in the blink of an eye, he fully grasped and understood its effects.
Modifying his own effects slightly, he then said to Zhou ZiYi, “How about now?”
“Now… oh, it’s gone?”
Zhou ZiYi was imdiately overwheld with shock.
The previous fear had vanished, but what replaced it was an eeriness greater than all his prior feelings combined. It seed like the other party had learned his Cultivation Technique in the blink of an eye, even mastering it better than him.
Staring blankly at Fang Cheng, Zhou ZiYi suddenly had an epiphany and exclaid, “You are an Immortal!”
“Yes, that’s the idea.”
“Then, Old Wang and the others are…?”
Fang Cheng pondered for a mont, considering the complicated karma between them, and found it difficult to explain their relationship, eventually replying, “Let’s just say… they are acquaintances.”
“Then, the Magic Artifacts they gave are yours, Immortal? I can’t accept such valuable artifacts.”
“No worries, just keep them, they’re not that important. Plus, they aren’t mine to give, but the players’ to give, so it has nothing to do with .”
“But isn’t their Artifact Refining thod originally yours, Immortal? That ans they still belong to you!”
“That doesn’t matter, just keep them.”
Zhou ZiYi didn’t dare to insist and could only take the Magic Artifacts back, though he still felt uneasy inside.
He had heard of so who would bestow Cultivation Techniques, natural treasures, and miraculous dicines to cultivate loyal retainers who would lay down their lives for them when necessary.
Could this Immortal have the sa intent?
That would be…
Wonderful!
As but a common cultivator, I actually had the chance to charge into battle for an Immortal—what an imnse fortune!
Moreover, mbers of the Immortal Assembly have said that Immortals detest owing debts of karma. If I could die for an Immortal, such a debt would certainly grant great benefits to my family, and the resources spent on my upbringing could be compensated for, surely more than what was invested initially.
Perhaps they might even help my family mbers find other people from the Immortal Assembly, then that would be even better.
Zhou ZiYi, believing he had understood Fang Cheng’s thoughts, looked at him full of expectation and seriously asked, “Immortal, when should I go to die?”
“…Why would you want to go to die?”
“There’s no need to be polite with , Heavenly Lord Fang, I’m already prepared! My life is worthless, you can use it whenever you want, please feel free to do so.”
Looking at the overly excited Zhou ZiYi, Fang Cheng felt that this man’s thoughts were perhaps a bit too extre.
And since when was human life a buffet to be taken at whim?
However, Fang Cheng indeed had use for him.
From that exchange, he had understood Zhou ZiYi’s goal. They wanted to leave this place and go to where the Immortal Assembly was, to support their benefactors.
He was also interested in the structure of this place. Using the locals would indeed allow a better understanding of the structure here and uncover hidden information.
But one Zhou ZiYi was not enough; he needed more samples. So he said to Zhou ZiYi, “Take to your dwelling, I wish to learn more.”
“We can’t go back!” Zhou ZiYi said loudly.
“Why not?”
“The connections between each world are changing; the pathways linking worlds are different every day. Once we cultivators leave our holands, it’s almost impossible to return.”
Pointing outside, Zhou ZiYi continued, “But we still want to go out. Even if only one person makes it out, it’s still a force, informing the Immortal Assembly that the seeds they planted have sprouted, and we have co as well.”
Looking at the earnest Zhou ZiYi, Fang Cheng found his words to be sincere and guilt-free.
This demonstrates that the people of the Immortal Assembly must possess exceptional personal charisma. Even those who have never t anyone from the Immortal Assembly still aspire to it, tirelessly following in their footsteps, one after another.
A thousand years ago, countless Naless did the sa. Though they never saw the Tang Dynasty, they still indefatigably searched for it.
Even after a thousand years, even though tis have changed, and the world is utterly different, the genetic essence of that civilization’s culture has still been preserved, shining brightly even today.
In the eyes of so demons, such actions might seem foolish.
But in Fang Cheng’s view, the most admirable aspect of the Huaxia bloodline is precisely this indomitable devotion and romanticism.
With a pat on Zhou ZiYi’s chest, Zhou ZiYi saw shadows being pushed out from behind him.
The shadows kept receding until they reached the edge of the world, making him cry out, “Heavenly Lord Fang, what did you push out of ?”
“Your past experiences, there’s no harm in it.”
“…What a pity…”
Looking at Zhou ZiYi, who hoped Fang Cheng would kill him, Fang Cheng increasingly felt that these people were really a bit too extre.
Zhou ZiYi’s afterimages flew backward, and Fang Cheng, pulling Zhou ZiYi along, followed the afterimages. All of Zhou ZiYi’s recent experiences were recorded by these afterimages, including a mysterious and previously unidentified demon.
Looking at this demon, Fang Cheng pulled within the afterimages, and the demon that should have died was brought into reality by Fang Cheng, reviving him.
The resurrected demon looked around in astonishnt and couldn’t help saying, “Wasn’t I dead? That damned thief dared to ambush ! Wait till I… huh, you two look pretty tasty. I’d happily eat you both!”
“Annoying.” Not bothering with further talk, Fang Cheng killed the demon with a Palm Thunder, then searched its soul for mories to learn about its origin.
Seeing Fang Cheng’s proficient manner, Zhou ZiYi couldn’t help but say, “Heavenly Lord, you’ve done this quite a few tis, haven’t you?”
“Yes, I can’t be bothered with questioning; it’s more efficient this way. Besides, this person has committed too many murders; the best thing he did in life was to die.”
Looking at the composed Fang Cheng, Zhou ZiYi felt awe at how resolute and impressive an Immortal could be.
Heavenly Lord, please allow to follow you for the rest of my life!
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