NOVPUBThe disciples who just had a battle need some time to calm down and adjust to their environment.
After all the cultivators left,
Only Xumi, Yuan Genuine Teachings, and a few Nascent Soul cultivators remained in the Daoist Palace.
Xumi, who was usually silent, was the first one to speak:
"There’s deception this time."
Yuan Genuine Teachings immediately agreed:
"I agree with Guardian’s statement, it’s all too coincidental. Before, these thief cultivators were just scattered and hiding in various places. However, today they all showed up at the same time, just as we decided to cleanse the entire South."
"Does Vice Guardian Yuan imply that we have an insider?"
A Nascent Soul cultivator immediately frowned upon hearing this.
However, this immediately drew disagreement from another cultivator:
"It’s not necessarily an insider. Our reassignments of cultivators have been increasingly frequent these days, including the previous waves of disciples sent for patrol duties were all forcibly retained by us and sent to various counties... As long as these thief cultivators made a slight connection, they would discover our intentions, calculate today’s date, and fight freely. It’s not surprising."
"There’s another possibility, these thief cultivators that have fled to the West Sea Country’s interior had previously done everything possible to hide their presence, to prevent us from discovering them. However, this time they cooperated so well, and not a single one was left alive. They were either killed or became sacrifices to the Feather Serpent. Such consistency might be aimed at attracting our attention and muddying the water in the Southern Shoreline of the West Sea Country..."
"Thief cultivators are cunning, and there might be suspicions of tunneling under the walls in plain sight. We need to be cautious and guard the heaven and the earth, the rivers and the sea..."
All present are experienced Nascent Souls. Even the youngest Yuan Genuine Teachings is over five hundred years old.
Even though most of them are not proficient strategists, given so many years, even a little time can help them understand many things.
They pointed out various possibilities in a few words.
Hearing everyone’s discussion, Yuan Genuine Teachings couldn’t help but frown slightly:
"Your points are all justified... but we are short on manpower and we have to make choices."
"If we were to make choices, we should only look at the sky, the geographical position, and the river mouth."
A Nascent Soul cultivator immediately said.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Genuine Teachings immediately glanced at Xumi.
Xumi, as always, remained silent.
Having worked with him for several years, Yuan Genuine Teachings immediately understood his intentions.
So, without hesitation, he voiced his thoughts after a slight musing:
"In this case, use Fengyu Mountain as the center to monitor the changes in the geographical position within a thousand miles, set up air defense arrays in the sky, and set traps at the river mouth..."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Gu, Martial Uncle Yin, and Senior Brother Lan."
He soon settled everything.
Turning around, he was about to ask Xumi if he agreed with the arrangements. But as he turned his head, he was astonished to find that Xumi had already vanished silently.
Seeing this, a trace of admiration couldn’t help but pass over Yuan Genuine Teachings’ face.
"Martial Uncle is getting ever closer to Immortal Ascension."
At this moment, Xumi appeared silently above Fengyu Mountain.
Sitting cross-legged.
In front of him, a Class IV sword energy silently appeared, floating in front of him.
However, it appeared that there were two more cracks on the body of the sword compared to before.
The aura that the sword energy emitted seemed to have weakened a bit.
But Xumi’s eyes were shining brighter than ever.
Soon, a figure flew up with difficulty.
His soft face still concealed a trace of coldness, but he looked very ordinary. 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
The gale howled, buffeting his soul, making it sway.
But his expression remained unchanged. He slowly, but firmly, flew to Xumi, slightly bowed, with a respectful look:
"Master."
Xumi nodded almost imperceptibly, a rare spoken word:
"...Wait for Wang Ba to return, then you go to the sect with him."
Upon hearing that, Zhao Feng was slightly startled, then he couldn’t help but stare at Xumi, looking complicated:
"Master, are... are you going to attempt the Immortal Ascension Tribulation?"
Xumi did not answer, only nodding lightly, his expression calm:
"I have passed on my teachings."
Zhao Feng felt a sense of heaviness in his heart. Having spent several years with Master, he knew that except for the sword, there was nothing else in the Master’s heart. Knowing that Master had made arrangements meant he had made up his mind.
He couldn’t help but ask: "May I ask how much longer, Master?"
Xumi fell into silence momentarily, looking at the sword energy in front of him, before finally saying:
"The day the sword shatters will be the day of Immortal Ascension."
"Shattering of the sword..."
Zhao Feng looked at the Class IV sword energy in front of Xumi.
The cracks on the sword body had just begun.
He still remembered that during the last surprise attack, Master’s sword did not have any cracks.
Zhao Feng did not say anything more. After saluting Xumi, he immediately turned around and left.
But inside, things were incredibly complicated.
The Immortal Ascension Tribulation, once started, either end up being successful or die, there’s no other way.
Those who achieve Immortal Ascension are few and far between. The majority of the Nascent Soul cultivators who have reached the peak end up falling beneath the onslaught of the Immortal Ascension Tribulation.
He genuinely wished for the success of Master but knew he didn’t need to voice it.
In the sky, Xumi watched Zhao Feng’s figure gradually fading away. In his detached eyes, there was a flicker of softness.
Then he slowly closed his eyes.
Letting the gale blow, as if it were eternal.
...
Haitou County.
The extremely solid road that the cultivators had flattened using Magic Tools was also quite wide, enough for hundreds of adults to walk side by side.
