Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 687 687: 475

There's absolutely no reason for this!!

A heavy sigh escaped Hong Yuan's original body, fraught with lancholy.

The path to eternal life is arduous, he mused. Fortunately, I possess tens of millions of years of Life Span, allowing to pursue Longevity Martial Arts and take my ti to fulfill my Great Dream. Do not rush for imdiate results; one must plan in terms of millennia. I will do my best, ensuring no hidden dangers are left behind.

Suddenly, Hong Yuan's furrowed brow relaxed. His eyes widened slightly, a look of surprise dawning on his face as his perspective swiftly switched to his Sword Body, Bo Qing.

Could it be? Is my Dream Cos True really about to happen?!

「Treasured Yellow Heaven.」

A gentle breeze flowed, and the pine waves rustled on the mountain.

The rising sun shone brightly, casting beautiful sunlight into this mountain pavilion.

"Eldest Master, Second Master, please accept these. This is a token of my sincerity."

"I will definitely return. You can rest assured; I still have to look after my younger martial brothers and sisters..." Hua nghuang's projection said, her voice brimming with a smile.

Nine differently colored Jade Slips were taken out by her one by one, held in her palm, intending to hand them over to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint and "Bo Qing."

But the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint politely refused, unwilling to distract his disciple.

The two of them went back and forth, a perfect example of a good master and a fine disciple.

This, however, made Hong Yuan extrely anxious! For the first ti, Hong Yuan found the gentle and graceful Butterfly Sword Martial Saint so incredibly annoying. It was truly infuriating!! This was the final key to becoming the Dream Tao Master! If it weren't for the fact that direct seizure was forbidden in Treasured Yellow Heaven, and trades had to be made through the Communicating Sky Bug, Hong Yuan truly felt he would snatch them, pass them to his Power Body, and then make Bo Qing, this avatar, undergo 'martial dissolution' on the spot. As for implicating the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint? Heh, he was Hong Yuan, but also Bo Qing, and he could even be Xuan Guangqiao... And Bo Qing... was a Demon Cult Giant! Heartless and treacherous, forgetting righteousness for profit—these were not things he hadn't done before. He was rely more adept at weighing the pros and cons.

SNAP!

With that, Hong Yuan's hand landed on the shoulder of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's projection.

Hong Yuan sighed and said, "Limin, please accept them. Don't disappoint nghuang's good intentions. She has a life-and-death battle awaiting her, so let her go into it unburdened."

Then, Hong Yuan turned to Hua nghuang and said, "nghuang, keep fighting hard. We'll be waiting for your return. Afterward, you'll still need to teach the younger disciples the basics of Martial Arts..."

"Yes!" Hua nghuang nodded earnestly, agreeing to the promise.

She would definitely return alive!

Upon hearing this, the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint silently accepted the nine Jade Slips and then proceeded to give Hua nghuang a few more pieces of advice.

At the sa ti, this essentially ant Hong Yuan had obtained the nine Jade Slips.

With the nine Jade Slips in hand, Hong Yuan truly saw the Dream Tao Master waving frantically at him, powerfully tempting him. This sudden turn of events greatly pleased Hong Yuan. He felt that his years of scheming hadn't been in vain, and his role as a master had finally paid off.

Hong Yuan cackled inwardly with glee. "One nurtures disciples for years, to use them when the ti is right." nghuang, my affection for you has not been in vain! Mwahahaha!

In this mont, he suddenly found the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint so indescribably radiant and dazzling, she seed to sparkle, making him yearn to embrace and cherish her.

But after a while, Hong Yuan's turbulent emotions settled, no longer so frenzied.

Because Hua nghuang had left, and the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint was expressing her concerns to him.

"Qing..."

"Trust in nghuang, she can do it!"

Hong Yuan embraced the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, holding her close and patting her back gently to comfort her.

After a mont of silence, Hong Yuan sighed softly in his heart.

Indeed, only the most selfish could survive to the end. But... having a sword in hand and being without one are two different things. As an Extraterrestrial Demon, he would never relinquish his sovereignty. Whether in a master-disciple relationship or as husband and wife... As long as it doesn't involve his Great Dream, everything is negotiable. As a Longevity practitioner, Hong Yuan had long since co to this realization...

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[Na: Hong Yuan]

[Life Span: 153,397/35,000,000]

[Aptitude: 99]

[Rank: 6th Order]

[Paths:

Food Tao (Grandmaster 85%), Tao of Great Moon (Grandmaster 54%)

Dream Tao (Grandmaster 33%), Sword Tao (Grandmaster 34%),

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[Avatar: Cold Moon Dragon (Evolution Unknown)]

[Level: 8th Order]

[Talents:

Thunder Emperor Treasure Skill, Myriad Silence Realm Divine Power, Heavenly Demon Dismantling Divine Power,

Starfire Prairie Divine Strategy, Cold Moon Seal Divine Power, Ten Thousand Heavy Water Divine Power,

…]

After a quick glance at his status panel, Hong Yuan swiftly looked away.

Afterward, he arrived at the Dojo Palace complexes of the Dream ditation Fight, especially the empty dojo.

He strolled across the empty dojo, swiftly scanning several of the contemplation walls.

Shang Yaoqin, with whom he bonded out of brotherly friendship; Hua nghuang, with whom he ford the bond of master and disciple; Tang Tianlong, with whom he grappled as a great enemy...

"Even in my youth, I knew the world's affairs were harsh... To sche against others, for myself, or even against the Heavens?"

Hong Yuan smiled faintly, hands clasped behind him.

The joy in his heart was impossible to convey to others. And he didn't wish to share it either. Thus, silently savoring his own joy, he felt it was more than enough. As a Longevity practitioner, Hong Yuan could endure loneliness, even—savor it! "On a hundred-mile journey, reaching ninety miles is only halfway." Having co this far, Hong Yuan was unwilling to lose Jing State through carelessness and make an irreparable mistake.

Taking a deep breath, Hong Yuan slowly suppressed the excitent in his heart.