"Uh... sigh, to be honest, that’s a bit difficult for you. I, this old Daoist, still don’t have any disciples left here. Back then, I took on three apprentices, and they should be quite strong in the Primordial Spirit Realm by now, though they might not know the true reason for my demise.
If you go, you can tell them. Of course, I’m not giving this to you unconditionally. That fragnt was sothing you earned with your own strength. This altar contains my bones and everything I’ve learned in my life. I think you should find it useful," Song Ming’s teacher said.
"So that’s how it is! That’s fine then. I’ll help you find your disciples, and as for the things under that altar, I won’t be polite," Wang Yufan said, rubbing his hands together.
"Damn, this kid’s eating habits are truly unsightly," Song Ming’s teacher thought, feeling utterly speechless at this mont.
Seeing Wang Yufan’s expectant look, Song Ming’s teacher sighed. Then, he lowered his hand and threw a jade token from his waist, which slotted into the groove above the altar.
With a series of sounds, the altar began to part, and Wang Yufan finally saw the crystal coffin. Inside lay a corpse, which was the true body of Song Ming’s teacher.
"This is my true body. After you leave, my body will remain here. Beside it are a small pagoda and a whisk. This small pagoda is the Nine Absolutes Tower. It contains its own space, and it also has a tower spirit, which is currently in a deep sleep. Once you awaken it, you can enter inside.
It holds all my cultivation techniques, martial arts, and so wealth, all of which I’m giving to you. However, you probably won’t need my whisk. When you et my eldest disciple, hand it over to him. The whisk contains information I left behind, and he will understand everything once he sees it," Song Ming’s teacher said.
"Hey, you didn’t tell your three disciples’ nas. If I go to the Primordial Spirit Realm without nas, I won’t be able to find them. Besides, you’ve been gone for so many years; I wonder if anyone in the Primordial Spirit Realm still rembers you," Wang Yufan said.
Hearing Wang Yufan’s words, Song Ming’s teacher smiled and said:
"You don’t need to worry about that. In fact, you’ll know as soon as you inquire in the Primordial Spirit Realm, even without telling you. My three disciples are Zhu Zhentian, Nian Yangxiao, and Gu Fengyi."
After listening, Wang Yufan asked, "Oh, and is there any way for to reach your Primordial Spirit Realm from here?"
Hearing Wang Yufan’s question, Song Ming’s teacher said, "Indeed, you cannot go to the Primordial Spirit Realm until your strength reaches the Primal Spirit Realm. However, the highest realm one can reach in this world is only the Life and Death Realm. It’s already remarkable that you’ve reached the Eternal Realm. But with my whisk in your hand, you can open the door to the Primordial Spirit Realm."
Hearing Song Ming’s teacher’s words, Wang Yufan took the whisk and the small pagoda from the crystal coffin and began to rub them. He already knew the thod to go to the Primordial Spirit Realm from the Third Elder of the Tian Ke Sect. However, he felt that thod wasn’t entirely reliable, which was why he asked Song Ming’s teacher.
"Alright, once I’ve finished dealing with things here, I’ll set off for the Primordial Spirit Realm. You can rest assured and depart. I will hand your belongings to your disciples," Wang Yufan said.
Hearing Wang Yufan’s words, although Song Ming’s teacher’s eyes held reluctance, he knew his ti was up. After all, he was rely a remnant thought now; his divine soul had long since shattered, and there was no hope of rebirth.
"Alright, young friend, you’re right, I should leave now. Rember my words: give this whisk to my eldest disciple. Also, regarding the two fragnts on your person, do not tell anyone about them until your strength reaches a level where you can protect yourself, except for those you truly trust."
Just as he finished speaking, Song Ming’s teacher’s figure slowly dispersed, eventually transforming into a sky full of starlight and vanishing.
"Damn it, old man, you didn’t tell where your disciples are! I don’t even know how big the Primordial Spirit Realm is. Sigh... never mind, I’ll just ask around when I get there," Wang Yufan said, looking at Song Ming’s teacher’s body in the crystal coffin.
"Forget it, you were once a formidable figure after all. It’s a bit unreasonable to just leave your bones buried here. I’ll take you with . I’ll hand you over to your disciples then, so they can fulfill their final filial duty," Ni Chang said, directly sweeping the coffin into the Chang Sheng Hall.
As for the whisk and the Nine Absolutes Tower, Ni Chang placed them elsewhere.
Li Qiye and Little Black, who were grumbling in the Chang Sheng Hall, were startled by the sudden appearance of the crystal coffin.
"Damn it, Brother Dog, do you think my master dug up soone’s ancestral grave? Look, he even dug up their coffin! That bragging sword from earlier might have belonged to the owner of this coffin," Li Qiye said to Little Black.
Just as he was halfway through speaking, Wang Yufan’s voice appeared in the Chang Sheng Hall.
"Qiye, you really have quite the imagination. Stay here and cultivate properly for your master. If you speak nonsense again, I will punish you. Mo Zheng, keep an eye on Li Qiye and make sure he cultivates martial arts well. The next ti I speak, Li Qiye must have reached the Celestial Immortal Realm, otherwise... think about the consequences yourself." Wang Yufan finished speaking, and his voice disappeared.
"Master, you haven’t told us when we can go out yet! Have we reached the Upper Realm?" Li Qiye shouted loudly.
"I will let you out when it’s ti for you to co out. The current situation doesn’t allow it. You should cultivate well first," Wang Yufan’s voice appeared again and said.
Li Qiye knew he definitely couldn’t leave and had to cultivate well here.
Outside, Li Qiye had gone through all his thoughts and was preparing to leave. According to his calculations, it was probably ti for the finals of the Asura Realm Grand Competition.
On the competition arena in Asura Emperor City.
As soone who had reached the finals from Asura Emperor City, Luo Fan had been waiting for a hundred breaths, but Ni Chang’s figure was still nowhere to be seen.
"Where did that kid go? Why isn’t he here yet? Is he perhaps afraid of our Lord Luo Fan?"
"I think he’s definitely scared, otherwise he wouldn’t not co."
"No, based on that kid’s performance yesterday, he should definitely co today. But he hasn’t. Could it be that he was sched against?"
"What you’re saying isn’t without reason. I think it might be the Dai family. Yesterday, that kid defeated Dai Yan’s little devil king, and Dai Wentian’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot. If that kid disappeared, it’s definitely related to the Dai family. Even if they didn’t do it, the suspicion will fall on them."
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