With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 683 - 570: The Final Plan—End of All Laws

But the peak of Seventh Stage is already the limit of the mundane world.

No matter how formidable Martial Arts might be, in the face of the Mountain Range Divine Master who is a [from god], everything is to no avail.

"Just wait... when the Divine Master has dealt with this group of humans and killed off those Great Saints and Celestial Kings.

The news of destruction known only to would be a double blessing, wouldn’t it?"

Hehe!

Chi Yan dared not disturb the Divine Master, only secretly laughed quietly in the dense fog...

...

anwhile, under Shaoshi Mountain.

In the shadows nestled between two rock crevices lies an ordinary mirror.

A face perfectly reflected on it.

Through the mirror, observing the trajectory of this group’s ascent.

"Looks like one person is missing, hmm... forget it."

Not counting ng Chuan, there were three Martial Arts Masters present, making it truly inadvisable to act.

"Just wait, I don’t believe you’ll stay at Shaolin for a lifeti, beco a monk, and never co down the mountain..."

With that, the face in the mirror slowly vanished.

The mirror seed as if abandoned, wedged between the rock crevices, losing all mystical aura...

ng Chuan returned to the mountain, stepped into the gatehouse behind the Mountain Gate Hall, and parted ways with the three monks.

Coincidentally, a delivery had arrived, so he picked it up.

By chance, there was a high monk also retrieving items, ng Chuan sat nearby waiting.

He observed briefly, noting the monk’s aura, a Martial Arts Grandmaster!

Truly, Shaolin was a place where talents were hidden and great figures resided.

After the high monk collected his delivery, he turned to see ng Chuan, surprisingly smiling with hands clasped in greeting:

"I am Monk Huijue, I greet Donor Xiaong."

ng Chuan was surprised, realizing it was this high monk; he had heard many rumors from the young monk Jue Ming about him.

At Lingyou Shrine, the genius grandmaster who caused the appearance of Shaolin founders—[Fiery Phoenix·Huijue]!

"Greetings Master Huijue."

This master is not a Martial Arts Master, but a respectful title for a senior of the Buddhist Sect.

"Donor Xiaong, was your journey smooth?"

Huijue seed familiar with him, but without malice.

ng Chuan shook his head, sowhat regretful:

"The mission was completed, but Master Liao Yuan attained nirvana..."

Huijue was first taken aback, then silent for a mont, speaking with so consolation:

"The mundane world is like dew or lightning, he simply shed his mortal coil a bit earlier; don’t let sadness now impede your cultivation."

"Understood."

He wasn’t overly saddened...

Huijue sighed softly, his tone gradually slowing, slightly bowing as he said:

"To speak of it, both this humble monk and Donor Xiaong hail from San Qin.

This humble monk’s hotown is Chen Cang, not far from Yong’an City.

Having been in retreat, today seeing you finally, I must first thank young donor for your righteous action during the demon disaster in Chen Cang."

ng Chuan understood, no wonder he seed slightly familiar.

Ah, it’s a fellow countryman...

He raised his hands slightly, hurriedly bowing in return.

"I don’t deserve the master’s salute, San Qin and the land of Yu are one entity, supporting Chen Cang was our duty.

Furthermore, it was a collective act by the United University, I was rely a part of it."

Huijue stood tall, smiling lightly:

"No matter, we must thank the donor anyhow.

As the year ends, does Donor ng plan to return ho? If so, why not return before New Year’s Eve, I happen to have so way of traversing by lotus."

ng Chuan felt a surge of joy, expressing gratitude once more.

He was planning to return ho before New Year’s Eve, to have a reunion al.

On New Year’s Day, the Taihang Mountain Luo Tian Dajiao begins.

He needs to reach Jin Land Zishou Temple before year-end to capture Fang Jianxing, likely missing New Year’s at ho.

Reuniting with family before New Year’s cannot be missed.

Master Huijue’s words implied he could take ng Chuan flying back to Yong’an.

This favorable ride, he must graciously accept.

San Qin borders Yu Province, flyingfrom Shaoshi Mountain directly takes but a few hours.

Not only fast, but significantly safer than taking the specialized plane.

Who knows if the Demon Path forces might go crazy, spending everything to trap him...

Seeing ng Chuan agree, Huijue nodded with a smile, once again clasping his hands:

"Amitabha—I await your news, a few days earlier is also fine."

"Thank you Master Huijue."

Huijue smiled lightly, lastly advising:

"It’s a small matter, but Donor ng should also be mindful of one thing.

Recently, soone from the state might co seeking you, so the donor should prepare his words beforehand."

Huijue finished speaking, and floated away.

"Seeking ?"

ng Chuan frowned, then quickly understood.

As he picked up his delivery, he pondered:

"Because of Liao Yuan’s death in the mission, I, being the team’s leader, indeed have so complicity..."

Master Huijue hinted, is it...

The so-called country’s leadership... from Shaolin?

Shaking his head, ng Chuan thought no more, took his delivery and left.

He had done nothing wrong, only received the captain’s extra rits and must bear so responsibility...

Regardless if the leadership supposedly cos from Shaolin, it’s rely an inquiry into his mission.

Aside from topics involving the Tao Heart and Demon Seed, normal narration would suffice.

...

Yuetai Garden.

Finally returned.

Opened the delivery, it was what Director Shen had promised, the "competition supply" obtained from Hanhai Company.

Three small porcelain bottles, five pills each, a total of fifteen Moistening Vein Spirit Pills.

Pulling out the cork to inspect, scanning the aura, ng Chuan nodded slightly.

Director Shen is impressive, the company very generous!

He had said ten pills, but here were fifteen, totalling 150 million!

Stored them into his waist token, feeling a bit exhausted.

He threw himself onto the bed, picked up the phone which had been off for days.

During these days, the Defense Army soldiers watching over his luggage helped with charging, so the battery was full.

Upon turning it on, the date displayed was December 6.

"Leaving at the month’s end, what’s left undone at Shaolin..."