NOVPUBQu Shentong shook his head with expectation, "It seems that the competition for the Ninth Personal Disciple within the Sect is about to surge again."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba, however, was indifferent.
After all, this had nothing to do with him because he was not even in the Golden Core realm yet.
While they were talking, they finally landed in front of the palace.
Qu Shentong stopped speaking, and Wang Ba couldn’t help but look serious as well.
The people inside the hall seemed to sense their arrival, and a gentle voice was heard:
"It’s Shentong, come in."
The palace door slowly opened.
Qu Shentong quickly saluted respectfully towards the inside of the palace, and seeing this, Wang Ba hurriedly followed his example.
After paying their respects, Qu Shentong and Wang Ba stepped inside.
Wang Ba dared not look around, he just followed behind Qu Shentong decorously.
However, to Wang Ba’s surprise, as soon as they entered, that voice suddenly said:
"Shentong, you can go down first."
Qu Shentong looked startled, but he reacted quickly, as he was well accustomed to Shao Yangzi’s ways. He saluted at once and then turned and left the palace.
However, Wang Ba was completely bewildered by this sudden turn of events.
What was going on? How had it suddenly become just him?
Next, that gentle voice laughed again:
"It seems you have already encountered that Ci Wu from Xituo Continent."
Wang Ba, surprised, looked up, and not far away stood a middle-aged cultivator with a twisted hair bun, long beard, a gentle face, and wearing the ’universe purple ribbon robe’ that marked his status as the Sect Master, smiling at him.
His heart tightened, he quickly explained:
"Sect, Sect Master, I have nothing to do with that Ci Wu. He just gave my Spirit Beast..."
The middle-aged cultivator gently shook his head with a smile:
"You don’t need to tell me about these things. What you get is due to your own luck and skill. The Sect doesn’t have a right to interfere. Just remember, you are a disciple of Wanxiang Sect, and that will be enough."
After speaking, he asked again:
"I heard that it was you who led Qi Yan and the others to locate the ’Plague Demon’ carried by the cultivators of the two continents. This is a great merit. The Sect will not be stingy with its rewards. Besides earning merits, is there anything you want?"
Wang Ba hesitated slightly.
Sect Master Shao Yangzi was unexpectedly amiable and easy to talk to, which somewhat surprised Wang Ba.
But compared to the rewards, he was more concerned about the situation of his Master, Yao Wudi.
But to Wang Ba’s surprise, Sect Master Shao Yangzi seemed to insight into his thoughts instantly and said:
"Are you asking about Wudi’s situation?"
Wang Ba looked up in astonishment.
"It’s not hard to guess."
Shao Yangzi laughed, then said with slight seriousness: "Don’t worry, your master should be fine for at least the next ten years.... but in these ten years, I just don’t know if he can successfully take that step."
"Ten years?"
Wang Ba pondered for a moment. He had no doubt about Sect Master Shao Yangzi’s words.
To become the Sect Master of such a powerful Sect as the Wanxiang Sect, his judgment was unquestionable.
But just then, Shao Yangzi evidently remembered the main issue and said with a solemn expression:
"By the way, where did you see the ’Truth Membrane Eye’ that Shen Ying spoke of?"
Seeing that Shao Yangzi finally asked about the main matter, Wang Ba breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to delay. He quickly recounted Yuchen’s encounter and the general location of the Truth Membrane Eye.
Upon hearing Wang Ba’s account, Shao Yangzi didn’t speak, but seemed to be seriously pondering something.
However, soon, he suddenly turned to look into the distance, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Then, he turned to look at Wang Ba, a gentle smile on his face:
"What you said, I have taken note of it. You can go back now and take a good rest."
Hearing this, Wang Ba quickly paid his respects and then left the palace.
Watching Wang Ba leave, Sect Master Shao Yangzi stood with his hands behind his back in the palace. A trace of solemnity flashed across his face:
"As the Ancestral Master said, it seems to have begun to come true... I wonder how much longer this world can persist."
"It seems that I should expedite the process."
With a sigh, he disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was in a void.
At this moment, in the void, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashing and thunder rumbling...
...
To Wang Ba’s surprise, Qu Shentong was still waiting for him outside.
As the busy Master of Shao Yin Mountain, the fact that he waited for him made Wang Ba feel somewhat overwhelmed.
However, the two of them were separated by generations, and their realm and cultivation base could not be compared. He felt that the friendliness of the other party might be largely due to the Sect Master. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝔭𝔲𝔟.𝖈𝖔𝔪
So after not flying out of the Chunyang Palace for long, Wang Ba bid Qu Shentong goodbye.
Qu Shentong could understand Wang Ba’s feelings, and the two of them parted ways immediately.
After saying goodbye to Qu Shentong, Wang Ba immediately flew to Wanfa Peak.
Flying midway, he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly returned to Taiyin Mountain and went to Xuanwu Market. He bought a few small toys that the child might like to play with.
He also chose a ring inlaid with jade for Bu Chan.
They were not very valuable.
He passed by the tea house on the way. To Wang Ba’s surprise, that Senior Brother Baixiao who was storytelling was still missing after more than half a year.
The tea house was obviously much quieter, the business was not as good as before.
Wang Ba paused slightly, sighed the phrase "time flies", and immediately left Taiyin Mountain.
After half an incense time.
He stood far outside Wanfa Peak, looking at the familiar houses, fields, and chicken coops on the top of the peak, but he did not see Bu Chan... For a moment, he felt surprisingly nervous and timid.
However, he eventually fell from mid-air.
The formation on Wanfa Peak detected his aura and automatically let him pass.
Once he landed, Wang Ba couldn’t help but look around.
The spirit plants in the spirit field were exuberantly green. In the chicken coop where he had left some spirit chickens when he left, there seemed to be many more newborn spirit chickens than before.
The chicken coop was spotless and the chicken droppings were scarce.
Everything was neat and orderly.
It was cleaner and tidier than when he left.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ba couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.
Although he left the mother and son to carry out his mission in the West Sea Country was against his will.
But he could imagine how hard it would be for Bu Chan to take care of the child and look after the spirit field and the chicken coop at the same time.
After all, cultivators are also human, and while their bodies may be able to endure and withstand, the toll on their spirits is unbearable.
’Squeaky!’
A faint sound suddenly rang out, causing Wang Ba to turn around involuntarily.
He saw a familiar figure quietly pushing open the door, as if sensing something, she instinctively raised her head.
When she saw the figure that made her heart sway, there was a hint of confusion in her eyes, followed by astonishment, disbelief... and elated.
"Senior Brother!"
With a soft call.
Their eyes met.
Knowing each other for fifty years, it felt as if time had never passed.
Half a day later.
Wang Ba laid on his side, on the edge of the bed, looking at the chubby little boy who was lying asleep between them.
Not knowing what he was dreaming of, he was smiling, gnawing on his fingers, the saliva even wetted the bed sheets.
"Gu Wen and the others all say that he looks like you."
Bu Chan gently tucked the thin quilt around the little guy’s back, looking at the small child.
Although his blood energy was remarkably vigorous, as a mother, she always feared that the child would catch a cold and get sick.
She looked at Liu Jin from time to time, and then at Wang Ba, with a smile she couldn’t hide, as if she couldn’t get enough of them.
"I won’t leave anymore. I won’t leave anymore in the future."
Wang Ba gently held Bu Chan’s hand, full of aching love in his eyes.
...
Chunyang Palace.
"Xumi’s situation... is quite special."
Shao Yangzi sat in front of the incense burner.
Opposite him, a young cultivator with a spot of bright red cinnabar on his forehead was also seated.
A trace of confusion appeared on his face:
"I also have never encountered such a situation... could it be due to the previous deficit?"
"He had already successfully crossed the tribulation, but there is no movement."
Shao Yangzi shook his head slightly, similarly unclear:
"Forget it, call in the masters of all the major peaks, various halls, and departments of the sect later..."
Just as he was speaking, Xu Ying’s voice came from outside the palace:
"Sect Master, Qin’s King Zhending requests an audience."
