With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 850 - 618: Magic Mirror, Amber, and the Decision to

"It’s ti to tell the master’s wife..."

Ren Ping is still staying at her daughter Luo ng’s place.

In the morning, ng Chuan made a phone appointnt for two o’clock in the afternoon to visit Luo ng’s ho.

Luo ng is still at school, and at ho during the day there’s only the master’s wife.

ng Chuan sits on the sofa and takes the tea.

Looking at the master’s wife with her big belly, the words he had prepared were suddenly hard to say.

Seeing the pregnant master’s wife, the words stuck in his throat.

Ren Ping seed to notice his awkwardness and chuckled:

"What’s wrong, Xiaong, coming suddenly today... is there sothing up?"

ng Chuan forced a smile, the atmosphere was rather heavy.

While drinking tea, he thought for a mont and decided to tell the master’s wife.

Eventually, the master’s disappearance would be known by the master’s wife.

If that happens, and it affects the baby’s birth, it would be a big mistake.

ng Chuan paused, first letting Ren Ping ntally prepare, to avoid emotional turmoil.

Ren Ping’s expression gradually changed, losing the joy she usually showed when seeing ng Chuan.

She actually had a vague suspicion in her heart.

The couple was linked heart to heart, and today her husband’s disciple ca to visit, yet hesitated to speak.

She guessed, most likely Luo Guanyun was in trouble...

Ren Ping’s heart slightly trembled, but she pretended to be relaxed with a smile:

"Go ahead, is it related to your master? No worries, I’m a Martial Arts master, different from ordinary people when pregnant, my endurance is strong, even if... you tell Old Luo’s dead, it’s fine."

ng Chuan smiled bitterly:

"Master isn’t dead..."

Ren Ping inwardly sighed in relief.

Indeed it’s related to Luo Guanyun.

That explains the anxiety she had these days; if it wasn’t for introspection confirming, she would’ve thought it was fetal activity.

Next, ng Chuan relayed what Shangquan Zhenzhi told him, speaking more delicately about the master’s disappearance in Japan.

"So, the master should have gone to... the Celestial Demon world."

Remaining silent for a long while, Ren Ping’s tolerance was indeed extraordinary.

Her eyes were a bit red, and the worry couldn’t be hidden between her brows.

After calming herself several tis, she asked:

"The latest big news from Japan, was indeed caused by you and your master?"

Ren Ping sighed, her gaze fragnted towards the window, then to her husband’s direct disciple in front of her.

As a dical martial artist, Ren Ping could see at a glance that ng Chuan’s aura was also poor.

Slightly sensing it, his ridians had traces of consuming elixirs, evidently having gone through a fierce battle.

"Was it because of the Thunder Technique?"

"...Master’s wife, the master and I acted separately, indeed to resolve the Thunder Technique’s issues."

"Can Old Luo return?"

Ren Ping’s heart was desperate, the Celestial Demon world...

If Luo Guanyun really went to such a terrifying place.

As a human, it’s like sheep in a tiger’s den, the outco unimaginable...

ng Chuan looked into the master’s wife’s eyes and said resolutely:

"He definitely can, even if the master can’t find a way back to the human world, I will definitely bring him back."

Ren Ping nodded, the teacher-student bond between ng Chuan and her husband, she’s observed for a long ti, words weren’t necessary.

Seeing ng Chuan say this, she felt much better.

She instinctively touched the child in her belly, fearing for a long ti in the future, the little one wouldn’t see their father.

ng Chuan didn’t know what else to say, at this point, more words seed futile.

Although Ren Ping was worried, Luo Guanyun was still alive.

Just missing, not unbearably sad.

Life must go on, she is a martial arts master, and with her eldest daughter and ng Chuan’s help, even raising the child alone wasn’t much of a problem.

After figuring things out, Ren Ping’s expression gradually cald.

Before leaving, ng Chuan said to the master’s wife:

"Please focus on your pregnancy, if you need any help, feel free to tell ."

Ren Ping nodded:

"I’m fine, just be careful while you’re out."

Seeing the master’s wife recover quickly, ng Chuan took his leave.

...

Four days until New Year’s Eve.

On this day, early in the morning, ng Chuan finished his morning practice, feeling refreshed.

Whew—

The heaviness of many days was exhaled with a huff.

Having told the master’s wife about the situation with the master, the master’s wife was stronger than he anticipated.

ng Chuan was also much relieved and could start handling his own matters.

In the attic.

The first thing was to check the current state of the elephant god.

Having devoured the souls of Fangle Steel and Fang Jianxing, ng Chuan worried there might be hidden dangers.

Closing his eyes to concentrate, sensing introspection in the center of his brow.

The elephant god’s shadow lurked in the center, its surroundings flowing with dark golden light, the previously restless aura was stable.

ng Chuan let out a breath of relief.

Compared to the day before yesterday’s observation, the elephant god’s state was much better.

It seed the fragnts of the two demons’ souls were completely refined.

From his observations, at least for the next half year, he cannot use others’ souls for ’Divine Cleansing Feedback.’

Otherwise, the elephant god would certainly risk going out of control!

The consequences of losing control over spiritual power are extrely severe, not sothing that can be solved by spending a fortune on dicinal treasures.

If not restrained, the three flowers of the god would be contaminated.

The next step would impact the martial artist’s vital energy, and then bring issues to the entire three flowers, eventually hindering the martial arts will...

This situation, ng Chuan was determined to prevent.

Sensing deeper, entering the sea of consciousness.

After devouring Fang Jianxing’s soul, aside from his mory, the spiritual power gained was also imnse.

Though in quality, it’s much inferior to Fangle Steel, it was still stronger than most Three-Limit Masters.

Fang Jianxing’s body was frail, all points added to ’intelligence.’

Spiritual powers were like a water-filled sponge, extraordinarily abundant.