NOVPUBPerhaps in another ten years or so, there might be hope to advance further.
But Wang Ba wasn’t in such a hurry, he was more eager to incorporate both the Wind and Thunder elements into his Golden Core as soon as possible.
Upon learning that Wang Ba was about to leave the Sect and head to Chen State,
perhaps thinking of the previous encounter in West Sea Country, both Hu Zaixi and Ling Weizi, who happened to be at Thick Earth Peak, gave Wang Ba a Wutu Pearl and a Jade Leaf Talisman respectively.
However, different from last time, the Wutu Pearl given to Wang was only one, and the Jade Leaf Talisman, only three pieces.
"The Class IV Earth Bead might not make you invincible, but this bead isn’t meant to harm enemies in the first place. Its true effect is to create an extremely earthen land, in conjunction with the killing moves from the ’True Yang Wu Earth Scripture’..."
Hu Zaixi cautioned carefully.
Wang Ba listened attentively.
The Jade Leaf Talisman given by Ling Weizi was also a Class IV Talisman.
They each had the effects of attack, trapping, and defense.
Although Wang Ba felt embarrassed to accept them, he couldn’t really refuse the kind intentions of his two martial uncles.
Luckily Wei Rong was in closed-door cultivation, so Wang Ba didn’t get to see him.
"When you get to Chen State, be sure to be cautious above all else. Although Chen State is a vassal state of the Jin, and the Kingdom of Immortals, along with the backing of the primitive Demonic Sect, mostly dare not transgress its borders, one must always be prepared for the worst and stay vigilant at all times,"
Hu Zaixi advised somewhat tediously.
Ling Weizi didn’t say much, only telling Hu Zaixi, "Don’t waste time, let him go back and prepare some more."
Hu Zaixi then stopped talking.
Wang Ba could feel the affection both of them had for him.
He solemnly performed a salute and then gracefully departed.
Returning to Myriad Laws Peak, he promptly gathered some of the Spirit Beasts within the peak.
After waiting patiently for a while, not long after, Tao Ruyi, Zhou Luye, and others who received Wang Ba’s Sound Transmission Talisman also hurried over.
When they learned that Wang Ba was to accompany Song Dongyang to Chen State, they all unanimously decided to follow Wang Ba there.
"It’s a pity that Boen is currently in closed-door cultivation to break through to the Golden Core; otherwise, he would certainly go too,"
Lou Yi remarked with some regret.
Tao Ruyi and the others had by now successfully stepped into the Golden Core stage.
Among those who went to West Sea Country together, it turned out that Zhen Boen was lagging the most.
Wang Ba also felt somewhat regrettable.
Although he didn’t really want to go,
to be honest, following Song Dongyang to carry out a mission in Chen State, to put it mildly, the merits and rewards would not be few.
To put it more significantly, it would also be a kind of tempering and an opportunity to accumulate connections and merits.
For them, it was a rare opportunity.
But fate works in unpredictable ways; one cannot insist on it.
He instructed them to hurry and get ready, waiting for notification. 𝑛𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝘤𝑜𝘮
What was unexpected, however, was that not long after they left, Zhao Feng came to Myriad Laws Peak with Wang Yi’an in tow.
"Senior Brother, what is this about...?"
Wang Ba was somewhat surprised.
A look of helplessness appeared on Zhao Feng’s face:
"The master has been assigned to the West Sea Country, and as his disciple, I naturally need to follow."
"But West Sea Country is, after all, dangerous..."
"Master, I also want to come with you, I am not afraid of danger!"
Wang Yi’an, standing behind him, couldn’t help but blurt out.
Zhao Feng did not respond.
But Wang Ba already understood Zhao Feng’s intention.
He nodded and said, "Senior Brother has been considerate. Then let Yi An come back and stay for a while. As it happens, I’m also about to head to Chen State."
"Chen State?"
Upon hearing this familiar yet somewhat strange name,
a fleeting look of distraction crossed Zhao Feng’s face.
But soon it returned to calm.
Ever since he cut off relations with East Saint Sect, Chen State no longer held a place worth lingering over for him.
After a few more words, Zhao Feng left Myriad Laws Peak by himself.
Wang Yi’an was a little unhappy, but the joy of an unexpected return home managed to dilute his emotions.
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By the time Bu Chan returned from the Spirit Plant Department, mother and child were even more overjoyed.
However, when Bu Chan heard that Wang Ba intended to visit Chen State, although there was no change in her expression, Wang Ba noticed the complexity of her emotions.
After all, Chen State was their homeland, a place they had not returned to for a long time. Despite having left behind many unpleasant memories, those had faded over time, leaving only nostalgia.
That night, Wang Ba comforted her for a long time.
The next morning, he received a Sound Transmission Talisman from Song Dongyang.
He immediately flew toward the Diwu Hall.
…
Chunyang Palace.
Xun FuJun, with a pale, beardless face and meticulously dressed, was seated on the futon where Shao Yangzi once sat.
In front of him, the incense burner emitted wisps of blue smoke.
Below.
A group of Nascent Soul Cultivators sat neatly on futons on either side of the grand hall.
Seeing that most of the sect’s Nascent Soul Cultivators had arrived, Xun FuJun looked around at everyone and then slowly began to speak:
"I have been commanded by Sect Master Shao to take on the position of acting sect master. Today is our first meeting, and I hereby announce it to all of you."
As he spoke, he lightly flicked his finger from within his sleeve.
An unremarkable token then flew out from his sleeve.
Seeing this token, many of the cultivators below showed a flicker of emotion on their faces.
Within the crowd, Hu Zaixi shook his head softly and whispered, "What is the Sect Master thinking, how could he let this stand-in…"
"Shh!"
Ling Weizi, at his side, quickly glared at Hu Zaixi.
Hu Zaixi immediately muttered something under his breath and said no more.
Like Hu Zaixi, there were not a few who shared this sentiment.
Yet, owing to this token, they were all obliged to recite in chorus:
"We obey the Sect Master’s decree."
Hearing the unified voices, Xun FuJun’s expression remained calm, showing not a hint of disturbance, as his gaze swept over the three hall masters and then settled on Qu Shentong, the Master of Shaoyin Mountain.
"Divine Skills, have there been any urgent matters to report recently?"
Qu Shentong replied with neither servility nor arrogance, his face solemn: "Revered second elder, it is the same matter that was reported before."
Hearing Qu Shentong’s address, Xun FuJun’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he still listened calmly.
"Li State, which was suppressed more than twenty years ago, has now seen a resurgence of the ’blood disaster’…"
"The disappearances of cultivators from Sen State are becoming more frequent. Those sent by the sect to investigate have also vanished one after another, including Bai Xiaoyun from Baishu Peak… Lu Yu from Xinjian Peak… recently, even the Early Nascent Soul Stage cultivators dispatched by the sect have become unreachable, most likely disappeared as well."
"In addition, in the north of West Sea Country, there is a group of mortals called ’True Martial’ who have been harassing our stationed cultivators…"
After quietly listening for a while.
"A blood disaster? Fire Element cultivators should not fear it, Chi Liequan, are you willing to go?"
Xun FuJun looked toward someone in the crowd.
Chi Liequan, with his crimson hair standing on end, was momentarily taken aback, hesitated, then promptly bowed and accepted the duty.
Xun FuJun nodded slightly, and mused:
"The disappearance of Sen State’s cultivators is indeed troublesome. This issue has dragged on for twenty or thirty years without resolution, it seems only someone with exceptional abilities can solve it."
Many of the cultivators looked at one another, unclear what he was implying.
Everyone present was a Nascent Soul Cultivator, and there was no shortage of those at the peak. Each had their own unique skills, and apart from an existence like Yao Wudi, no one dared to claim they were exceptional.
And soon, Xun FuJun looked again at everyone, his gaze stopping on a particular figure:
"Martial Nephew Hu, how about you take a trip?"
Hu Zaixi in the crowd was surprised.
Ling Weizi next to him immediately furrowed his brow.
…
Stepping into the Teleportation Array in Diwu Hall.
A spinning sensation enveloped him.
As soon as Wang Ba opened his eyes, before he could make out the scenery outside.
He suddenly heard a familiar voice, filled with surprise and joy:
"Wang Ba?"
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