"I get it now, I get it." Xiang Lingtian realized sothing and burst out laughing, feeling it was such a terrible waste. Immortal power was sothing every cultivator desired! After surviving their tribulations, their Yuan Force would transform into immortal power! And this group before him? They all possessed immortal power, and their attacks looked incredibly formidable, carrying the might of true immortals. But who would have thought they’d do so little damage?
"You’re all coming with !" Xiang Lingtian struck, his Overlord Spear thrusting out fiercely from a tricky angle. His attack didn’t look as flashy as the ones from the Saints, but its power was far more formidable.
"What?" Lord with the Earth exclaid in shock.
Lord with the World, recalling Wu Tian’s attacks, said imdiately, "The three of us will attack together."
Lord with the Heavens frowned slightly. We’re Saints. Do three of us really need to team up against a single Immortal Seeker?
"Stop dawdling! It’s the only way," Lord with the World shouted.
Lord with the Heavens and Lord with the Earth could only nod in agreent.
"With the three of us Saints working together, we will surely defeat him!"
Lord with the Heavens, Lord with the Earth, and Lord with the World all nodded. They imdiately pushed their immortal power to its absolute limit, letting it surge furiously from their bodies before blasting it toward Xiang Lingtian.
"You have immortal power but no foundation. It’s all just for show!" Facing the desperate counterattack from the so-called Three Saints—Lord with the World, Lord with the Heavens, and Lord with the Earth—Xiang Lingtian sneered. He raised his Overlord Spear and, with a sudden thrust that carried the invincible might of a true overlord, instantly clashed with the three Saints.
"Go, Masters!" the young disciples at the side shouted. "You are Saints, victory is certain! Go, Masters!"
But they had only been cheering for a short while before they saw the figures of their three Saintly Masters being sent flying by the Overlord Spear like kites with their strings cut. Finally, they stumbled and fell flat on their faces.
At that mont, the disciples were dumbstruck. Our Masters, the Saints in our eyes, were so utterly weak? Defeated so cleanly and decisively?
Xiang Lingtian laughed heartily. "Pathetically weak! n, seize them all!"
He then led his n into the Daoist temple, but the Ginseng Fruit Tree inside didn’t have a single Ginsengfruit!
"How can this be?" Xiang Lingtian raged, furiously interrogating Lord with the World and the others.
But they were still wallowing in regret, confusion, and shock, unable to snap out of it. All they could do was mutter blankly, "How could this happen? It’s impossible. Right, impossible."
We’re Saints. How could we lose to an Immortal Seeker? They just couldn’t understand.
"Are you going to talk or not?" Xiang Lingtian roared, furious. What the fuck, do you morons really think you’re Saints? He strode over and kicked Lord with the Earth to the ground.
"Speak!" Xiang Lingtian demanded.
The Ginseng Fruit Tree had no Ginsengfruits? What was going on? Furthermore, the Spiritual Energy in the Abyss had beco as thin as in the Underground World, nowhere near enough for the Ginseng Fruit Tree to produce more Ginsengfruits. Everything was gone. Nothing was left. What in the world happened here?
Xiang Lingtian burned with rage, desperate for an answer. He knew Lord with the World and the others wouldn’t talk, and the young disciples who looked like they wanted to speak were silenced by glares from the three old geezers.
"Take them away! Lock them up in separate cells!"
At Xiang Lingtian’s command, Fan Yisheng nodded.
Next, Xiang Lingtian tried to have the Ginseng Fruit Tree transplanted. But before the n from the Evil Alliance could even touch it, the tree burrowed into the ground and vanished. Xiang Lingtian was so infuriated he could have died. He ordered his n to dig, but after a long ti, they couldn’t even find a shadow of the tree.
All this effort for nothing? No, no, no! I refuse to accept this!
Xiang Lingtian’s mood swung from the imnse joy of discovering Wuzhuang Temple to the profound disappointnt of finding its Saints so pathetic; from the elation of finding the Ginseng Fruit Tree to the utter despair of it escaping. These emotional highs and lows nearly drove him to his death from rage. Now, his only hope was to piece together what happened by questioning those young disciples. He, Xiang Lingtian, was determined to beco an immortal!
***
Of course, Wu Tian, who was back on the Surface World, knew nothing of what had transpired at Wuzhuang Temple. After annihilating the Sword Demon, he continued to enjoy a few leisurely days, waiting for the Ginseng Fruit Tree’s trial. He was also eager to find out what the legacy left behind by all the gods and buddhas truly was. He had a vague feeling it was sothing extraordinary.
Nowadays, when Wu Tian had free ti, he would either stroll around the Boundless Corporation or guide Liu Tianji and the others. Of course, he also taught the chubby girl how to use Immortal Techniques. After a few days of this, Liu Tianji’s group was already gasping for breath from exhaustion.
After guiding them, Wu Tian went grocery shopping with Qin Yuhan. A husband occasionally accompanying his wife to buy groceries... this is its own kind of happiness.
Once Wu Tian had finally left, the others collapsed.
"Mr. Wu Tian is gone. That training was brutal."
"Yeah, after he revised our Cultivation Techniques, our Cultivation speed increased a lot, but... it’s also way more exhausting!"
"Seriously. We’re as tired as dogs."
Hearing this, the little guy suddenly felt he had the right to speak. He chuckled, "Actually, dogs aren’t as tired as you think!"
Dead silence fell. Liu Tianji and the others quieted down, feeling utterly exasperated. Little Master, why did you have to speak such a painful truth? They always said "tired as a dog," but in reality, even dogs weren’t as tired as they were!
"Smile for the cara!" The little guy imdiately snapped a photo of Liu Tianji and the others, capturing their spectacular expressions of dismay. Liu Tianji and his n looked like they wanted to cry but had no tears. That photo was as good as gone, and it would be a stain on their reputations forever.
The little guy sighed. "It’s a pity Grandpa Tao Qianyang isn’t here. He went back to the Peach Blossom Spring. Otherwise, I would’ve captured his frustrated face too."
Not long after he spoke, a figure rushed hastily into the courtyard of Wu Tian’s house.
"The Evil Alliance... The Evil Alliance has moved against us!"
The speaker was Tao Qianyang, who was covered in wounds. At his words, the faces of Liu Tianji and the others changed drastically. They rushed over to help, the little guy included.
"Speak. Give us the details. What happened?" Liu Tianji asked coldly.
Tao Qianyang shook his head, indicating he didn’t know the specifics. He had just returned to the Peach Blossom Spring from the Surface World when the Evil Alliance stord the place. He was the only one who managed to escape back to the Surface World to deliver the warning; everyone else had been captured.
Liu Tianji frowned slightly. "This is very strange. Why would the Evil Alliance attack us? Xiang Feixie is dead, and I am certain my plan was solid. The Evil Alliance should have suspected a Great Sect was behind it.
"In any case, we must report this to our Lord imdiately. The Evil Alliance is on par with the Righteous Alliance! The last ti we destroyed the Righteous Alliance, it was because they were caught off guard. This ti, the Evil Alliance has already dug a pit and is just waiting for us to jump in!"
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