So news might not even be known to the All-Knowing Tower, but the Gu Daoist who mingles in the Celestial Left Alliance would certainly know.
"I hope the Great Elder and the others are okay."
Whether it’s for the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss or for personal feelings, Wen Jiu hopes nothing goes wrong with Eastern Celestial City.
On the sa day.
News also ca from Ping Mountain.
It was regarding the Ten Thousand Beasts Pool.
The Ten Thousand Beasts Pool just experienced a great battle, and due to the news from Ping Mountain, five Main Peak Elders from Deadman Peak participated in the battle, with over a hundred cultivators in Qi Cultivation Fifth and Sixth Layers, successfully killing the Celestial Left Alliance’s Guardian attempting to destroy the Ten Thousand Beasts Pool, and many of his Heterodox Demons were also killed.
The Deadman Peak side also suffered losses, but thanks to the news from Ping Mountain, they managed to keep the losses to fifteen or fewer.
No cultivators in Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer and above fell.
It can be said to be a grand victory, but the troubles of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pool are not yet resolved; the demons still trample upon it.
In the short term, the Ten Thousand Beasts Pool cannot be used, which remains a considerable loss for Deadman Peak.
After all, the Spirit Stone of Ten Thousand Beasts Pool is one of the three major lands for nurturing Spirit Beasts in Deadman Peak.
It is worth ntioning that Senior Sister Yanyue turned out to be the fiercest killer in this battle, slaughtering over thirty Heterodox Demons with the Yanyue Sword, and even chasing a Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer Heterodox Wanderer trying to fish for Soul Beasts straight out a hundred miles.
Senior Sister Yanyue, in Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer, chased a Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer for a hundred miles, indicating her formidable strength.
"As expected, to beco a disciple of Elder Ye, none of them are simple. If Peak Master Ji Qiubai had not been sched against by his own people and killed, he might have beco an outstanding cultivator," Wen Jiu couldn’t help but ponder.
...
That night.
Wen Jiu just returned from the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss and vaguely saw soone lying on the hillside behind his house in the bamboo forest.
At this mont, the full moon was shining.
The gentle moonlight poured down, cloaking the person in silver. Wen Jiu took a closer look and discovered it was Shan Yue Ru. But she wasn’t the Shan Yue Ru from a few days ago, clutching her giant hamr, ready to smash anyone who dared approach.
Now, Shan Yue Ru’s aura was weak, lying on the hillside with her eyes closed. Wen Jiu originally planned to return ho directly.
Because he didn’t even know how to comfort her.
But then Shan Yue Ru spoke first, her voice weak, "Junior Brother Wen, I’m very curious, since you’re not lazy, cultivating every day in the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss until midnight before returning, why did you give up entering Langhuan Blessed Land for cultivation?"
Wen Jiu leapt to the bamboo forest without answering and instead bowed, "Why is Senior Sister Shan here?"
"If you went out more often, you’d know that the cultivation residence above your head is mine." As for Wen Jiu, others would visit her cave at least once every three to five days.
"I see."
Wen Jiu was stunned.
Shan Yue Ru spoke again, clearly wanting to know the answer, and under the moonlight, her expression had a hint of lancholy.
"Forget it if you don’t want to answer."
"Thank you, Senior Sister," Wen Jiu bowed in gratitude.
Shan Yue Ru forced a smile, "You’re quite interesting; you could easily make up a reason to fool , but do you choose not to deceive knowing I’m near death?
It seems, then, that you must possess great opportunities, otherwise, you wouldn’t dismiss Langhuan Blessed Land."
Before Wen Jiu could reply with evasion, Shan Yue Ru continued speaking to herself: "I was once a mortal princess of Yan Kingdom, destined to beco a sacrificial lamb to stop the war with Wuwang Kingdom thirty years ago... Back then, I accepted my fate.
But unexpected before the wedding, I caught the eye of an errant cultivator from the Secondary Peak; he said I have a Top-Grade Gold Attribute Spirit Root. My father was overjoyed and exchanged for fifty years of good fortune and peace in Yan Kingdom.
Since then, I have been cultivating on the Secondary Peak, reaching Qi Cultivation First Layer in a year, entering Middle Stage after ten years, and later caught the attention of my master during her adventures, receiving her personal tutelage, advancing to the Peak of Qi Cultivation Middle Stage in thirty years."
Suddenly, Shan Yue Ru paused, Wen Jiu chid in, "Senior Sister, you are remarkable."
He knows why Shan Yue Ru suddenly reminisces about the past because at the dusk of life or when one’s end is near, people tend to reflect.
Reflect on their own life.
Sigh about their life.
Whether it’s glorious.
Or humble.
Shan Yue Ru chuckled, "Your praise lacks sincerity."
"It takes heartfelt sincerity to curse," Wen Jiu replied.
Shan Yue Ru laughed again, "You’re honest; be careful, speaking like this, you might struggle to find a Dao Companion later."
"Won only slow down my blade-drawing speed," Wen Jiu cupped his fist again, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back. Tonight, I must water the Evil Yin Spiritual dicine, can’t afford delays."
To be honest.
He doesn’t want to chat.
It’s not social anxiety.
He just genuinely doesn’t want to chat.
Even if the current Shan Yue Ru appears delicately charming under the moonlight, the sorrow on her face only adds a touch of poignant beauty.
"Brat, I’m about to die, and you won’t sit down and chat with ?" Shan Yue Ru got anxious.
These days, she doesn’t feel like talking.
Especially facing familiar people.
Finally encountering soone who’s not quite familiar, yet can speak with her standing on the hillside, how could she let it go?
"I’ll help you water!"
"You just need to keep company and chat."
Shan Yue Ru suddenly got up, heading towards Wen Jiu’s cultivation residence.
"I..." Wen Jiu was speechless, but considering Shan Yue Ru might truly be near death, he didn’t stop her.
After entering the residence, Wen Jiu picked up a bucket of Yin Water and handed it over. Shan Yue Ru, though weak, was still a cultivator who achieved Qi Cultivation, lifting a wooden bucket was no different than picking up a leaf for her.
While watering, Shan Yue Ru said, "Junior Brother Wen, did you know? Initially, I thought I could reach the level of my master, defending these five hundred miles of mountains and rivers for ten or eight years, maybe even longer.
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