NOVPUBWang Ba laughed and said to Xi Wushang.
The two chatted casually for a while.
Being a direct descendant of Xi Kui, the Hall Master of the Earth Palace, Xi Wushang had extensive connections and access to various pieces of information that Wang Ba had scarcely heard about.
For example, the situation in the north of Yan had become increasingly perilous; even the primitive Demonic Sect had lost its earlier composure, dispatching more than a dozen practitioners who had attained spiritual transformation to sustain the battle against the cultivators who had landed from the north of Three Continents.
Another example was the state of Yan, which was retreating step by step under the invasion of the Kingdom of Immortals; the country’s territory had already fallen by more than ninety percent. It was even rumored that the primitive Demonic Sect was planning to discuss with Jin to tackle the issue of the Kingdom of Immortals together.
This news astounded Wang Ba:
"The primitive Demonic Sect intends to join forces with our Great Jin to deal with the Kingdom of Immortals? Can the sect agree?"
Xi Wushang spread his hands and said:
"Who knows? Anyway, that’s the news. Whether they agree or not, it’s up to the sect, isn’t it?"
Wang Ba thought for a moment, then asserted:
"The sect shouldn’t be so unwise. The Kingdom of Immortals is now bent on attacking Yan. I heard that even the Chu Dynasty has calmed down, which should give the sect enough time to build the Tribulation Crossing Raft."
Xi Wushang nodded, agreeing with Wang Ba’s point of view.
However, the two didn’t discuss any further; it was obvious that the sect would make the same choice as them.
"All right, I won’t chat with you here anymore. This place has scarce spiritual energy, making it difficult to maintain mana without loss. But indirectly, it has helped me improve my control over mana... Perhaps when I return to the sect, I’ll begin trying to cross tribulation again."
"Oh? Then I wish Senior Brother Xi an early ascension to Nascent Soul!"
Wang Ba wished sincerely.
As one of the few in the sect with whom he had a close relationship, he genuinely hoped Xi Wushang would reach Nascent Soul soon.
After Xi Wushang left, Wang Ba pondered for a moment and then hurriedly flew up to Yuhuang Peak.
There he saw his master, Yao Wudi, sparring with a cultivator who was in the late stages of Nascent Soul, suppressing his realm to fight with the opponent.
Despite having suppressed his realm to that of the Golden Core Realm, Yao Wudi still easily overpowered his opponent, leaving him gasping for breath.
"I concede! Martial Uncle Yao, I concede!"
"You haven’t lost, you really haven’t lost, you’re about to win... Hey! Don’t go!"
Yao Wudi watched the opponent march away with a sullen back, repeatedly urging him to stay.
But the opponent still left without looking back.
Yao Wudi immediately let out a series of sighs, then turned his gaze to several others nearby.
The others shuddered and quickly said:
"Martial Uncle Yao, we are monitoring the border between Song State and the Kingdom of Immortals; we can’t spar with you!"
The Wanxiang Sect hadn’t actually stationed personnel within the Song State, even though they had to pass through Song State territory from the Kingdom of Immortals.
In fact, Song State’s territory was entirely a strategic buffer, ensuring that even if enemies did come, it would take some time to arrive, thus providing some margin for error in time for reinforcements from the rear.
Although for those who had achieved spiritual transformation, this was hardly significant.
But sometimes, even an extra moment could have an extremely important impact.
And at this moment, real-time monitoring of Song State’s border had become a crucial task.
So hearing the words of the several Nascent Soul Cultivators around him, Yao Wudi could only reluctantly sweep them another glance.
"Always the same excuse... Forget it, forget it, sparring with you is really not interesting."
Yao Wudi complained.
The several Nascent Soul Cultivators remained silent, practicing mindfulness, not daring to draw Yao Wudi’s attention.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ba was somewhat speechless.
But he also knew very well that his master Yao Wudi was different from him; he disliked magical combat and practiced other cultivation methods, taking a comprehensive path, whereas Yao Wudi supplemented his understanding of various cultivation methods through magical combat, achieving the same effect as Wang Ba.
As long as there was sufficient sparring, Yao Wudi’s progress would be rapid.
This was where Wang Ba couldn’t compare.
Though Wang Ba envied this, his mindset was still calm.
Different people have different paths, and not everyone enjoys and excels at magical combat.
Even the same person, at different stages, has different thoughts and focuses.
So instead of envying others, it’s better to steadily walk one’s own path. The time to shine will come eventually.
That had always been his philosophy.
Upon seeing Wang Ba, Yao Wudi was somewhat surprised:
"Why do you have time to find me today, kid?"
"Have you sorted out all those trinkets from the Earth Palace?"
Wang Ba smiled and responded:
"There are still some items I’m not too certain about; I’ll have to look again later, but the rest is almost done."
"Uncertain?"
Yao Wudi raised an eyebrow, soon his face broke into an understanding smile, satisfied:
"Song Dongyang is quite sensible. My frequent beatings weren’t in vain."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ba was somewhat amused but quickly explained his purpose for coming:
"Master, I would like to ask for your help to check my cultivation progress."
"Cultivation?"
Yao Wudi immediately became serious upon hearing this; he sensed Wang Ba’s aura, nodded his head, and after a look around, he wrapped Wang Ba in the Mother Qi of Dharmas:
"Let’s go! We’ll find a suitable place to take a look!"
With that, he instantly disappeared with Wang Ba into thin air.
Just a dozen breaths later.
Yao Wudi reappeared at the spot where East Saint Sect once stood.
