The length of the blood bar has now reached [7,230,000,000,000].
The satiation level of the Master of All Beings and the Bones of Ti has finally broken through the 1% threshold, reaching 1.44%.
This 1.44% of satiation brought significant gains to Fan Wubing. He clearly felt that his connection with all beings in the world was deepening, and he could even vaguely sense the presence of the silver Celestial Snake guarding the river of ti.
"It’s finally over."
Fan Wubing walked out of the Fallen Immortal Land of Xue Continent, taking a long breath, wiping away the fatigue of three months of running around. However, the burden concerning "destiny" still piled up in his chest, uncertain of when it could be relieved.
He moved his body, stepping forward.
Monts later, he arrived at a continuous snow mountain. The endless sight of the snow mountain reminded him of the Eternal Night Snow Mountain. However, the cold of the Eternal Night Snow Mountain was completely different from the cold here.
One was the cold of the Great Dao, the other the cold of nature.
"Did Guan Xin establish the Saints’ Monunt here?"
Walking through the snow mountain, Fan Wubing closed his eyes, operating the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill, feeling the aura of this snow mountain little by little.
After a long ti, most traces Guan Xin left behind were already buried. Although the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill could retrace the aura, it was not like Gu Lan’s Evolutionary Dao, and could not see clearly. Nevertheless, Fan Wubing could still feel Guan Xin’s sincere heart.
Deep within the snow mountain,
Fan Wubing saw the Saint Temple the local residents had built for Guan Xin.
Even on days of heavy snow, many people ca to offer incense and prayers. Besides local residents, there were also many scholars from other places. There was no doubt that this Saint of the Literary Dao, who did not even live to fifty, was a model for scholars around the world.
Looking at the statue of Guan Xin, Fan Wubing couldn’t help but smile, muttering:
"The person who carved this statue has so skill, managing to capture that serious and unsmiling earnestness."
The scholar nearby rolled his eyes,
"You say it like you’ve t Saint Guan."
Fan Wubing laughed, "I haven’t seen her so full of learning and serious. But I have seen her so wronged she cried."
"Nonsense, you must have seen her in your dreams!" The scholar scoffed, "You’re just fantasizing. Surely, you didn’t make Saint Guan your dream lover. What did Saint Guan say? Scholars must seek truth from facts, seek truth from facts!"
Such a saint combining beauty and talent undoubtedly beca an object of admiration for many scholars across the world.
Fan Wubing laughed, shaking his head, and with a step, he disappeared from the spot, leaving behind a ripple disturbing the space.
The crowd was taken aback,
Among them, many were Cultivators, even at high realms. The higher their cultivation, the more they understood how difficult it was for Fan Wubing to disappear on the spot like this.
"This...must at least be the Mahayana Realm, maybe even a Tribulation Immortal!"
Tribulation Immortal!
For the vast majority, it was a realm they could not even touch, much less imagine. After all, among the myriad of beings, on the long path of immortality, the middle and lower tiers always constituted the majority.
The previously teasing scholar murmured, "Oh...could he really have t Saint Guan?"
...
Fan Wubing lay on a bench in the courtyard, enjoying Man’Er’s shoulder and back massage, letting out humming sounds.
Fu Manman asked,
"So, you’ve managed to control all the Fallen Immortal Lands of the Seven Celestial South Continents?"
"Yes, I’ve got it firmly under control. The True Demons fighting with the warriors of the Suspended City will gradually grow stronger, so it won’t arouse much suspicion."
Fu Manman pressed her right elbow back and forth on Fan Wubing’s trapezius muscle, "Doesn’t that an you don’t have much to do?"
"How could that be...there are the Nineteen Continents of the World. But, I plan to take a break for a while."
"How long will the break be?"
Fan Wubing considered for a mont, "Until spring next year."
"Only two months left..." Fu Manman regretted.
"Yet, you find it short. Now, where in the world is not racing against ti? I still have a lot to do. If it weren’t for—"
"If it weren’t for what?"
"Nothing." Fan Wubing had no intention of letting Man’Er know about his affairs with Jiang Sha.
Fu Manman stopped.
"Why stop? I haven’t fully enjoyed it yet."
Fu Manman sighed, "You’re relaxed, but I have not made any progress in my work. How would you explain Lv Liang starting the Path of the Demon Lord out of nowhere? I’ve been running around every day, yet I’ve gained nothing. The more it is like this, the more restless I feel."
"So, should I help you?"
Fu Manman shook her head, "This is my duty, I can’t let you take it on."
"How could this be a burden? A husband helping his wife with her work, does it need to involve talks of responsibility?"
Fu Manman laughed, "I haven’t even married you yet. Even brothers keep clear accounts, let alone our undefined relationship."
"Alright then." Fan Wubing felt rather helpless, "You’ve beco more and more determined. I liked the softer you better."
"If the old was so good, why didn’t you take then? An innocent young girl feeling her first stirrings of love is so easy to deceive." Fu Manman said with a mischievous smile.
Fan Wubing detected the tension in her words, breaking out in goosebumps, and sat up quickly, speaking earnestly:
"The old you was good, but I like the current you even more!"
"Really?"
"Really! I can’t live without you!" Fan Wubing fervently declared his loyalty.
"That won’t do. We promised back then that if I’m gone, you must still live well." Fu Manman raised an eyebrow with a humph.
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