Chapter 188 - 109: Foundation Establishment Spirit Mark
Chapter 188: Chapter 109: Foundation Establishment Spirit Mark
"After you, Fellow Daoist!"
At the 108th Qi Cultivation Immortal Pavilion, Gushan Jue smiled as he placed the Ten Years of Innate Lifespan into Su Chen’s hand and personally escorted him to the Immortal Pavilion’s exit.
Nearby, the various White Robes and the single Silver Robe all wore strange expressions. They seemed to have realized something, but none of them dared to speak a word.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist."
"I will certainly keep my promise."
"Kong, was it?"
"I do know someone named Kong, but I’m not sure if he’s the Guyue Kong you mentioned."
"I will do everything in my power!"
Su Chen cupped his fists and bowed to Gushan Jue.
"Heh heh!"
"Then I must thank you, Fellow Daoist."
Dressed in a Golden Robe, Gushan Jue saw Su Chen to the door and gently patted his shoulder. A faint breeze seemed to stir within the Immortal Pavilion.
At that moment, the expressions on the faces of the White Robes and the Silver Robe grew even stranger.
They watched as Su Chen left the Immortal Pavilion!
Finally, the Silver Robe couldn’t hold back any longer.
"That... it seemed a bit like the legendary Killing Dao Skill capable of traversing between the major and minor Human Worlds, the Farewell Wind?"
"No."
"That can’t be right. Could it be an Immortal Skill that Fellow Daoist Gushan comprehended himself...?"
In response, Gushan Jue simply sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.
BOOM!
The Immortal Skill was activating.
For Gushan Jue, if there was someone he wanted to find, he would only ever go and retrieve them himself.
Moreover, normal small worlds were merely what was left behind after a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator perished. This Palm of the Human World, however, was formed from the fall of a rare Divinity Transformation Immortal and was bound to contain a heaven-shattering Creation! He never had the chance to set foot inside back then. Now that the Creation had likely not yet been claimed, he naturally had to get his hands on it.
"You talk too much."
Gushan Jue opened his eyes, fixed his gaze on the Silver Robe, and sent him flying out of the Immortal Pavilion with a single sweep of his power.
...
...
’I got it just like that?’
On Cloud Concealment Peak, Su Chen was swept up by clouds and mist and returned to this very spot.
Even now, he felt like he was in a dream. He had obtained it so easily, having paid almost nothing in return.
That man had given him the Ten Years of Innate Lifespan so readily. Su Chen had a nagging feeling that something was wrong. How could the other party trust him so completely with such a vague, verbal agreement?
What concerned him even more was the look on the faces of the Silver Robes and White Robes at the 108th Immortal Pavilion as he was leaving. When they saw the Golden Robe pat his shoulder to send him off, their expressions were a mixture of terror and pity, as if they wanted to say something but held their tongues.
’Something is definitely wrong.’
’Could this Xuantian Daoist have cast some kind of Immortal Skill on me?’
’Will a Curse Skill activate if I don’t keep my promise?’
Su Chen had a bad feeling about this.
However, he trusted the sword in his hand. Even if something was wrong, the sword in his hand could sweep across the Human World. He had even slain a Celestial Will comparable to a Dao Platform—why would he fear a mere Qi Cultivation Golden Robe?!
"Sword Immortal, it seems you’ve had a fruitful harvest."
"Heh heh."
"Bringing the dead back to life... After the Immortal Arrival, this boy will likely obtain a significant Creation."
The Earth Spirit, swinging its plow in the fields, started to walk over and offer congratulations. But in the next instant, the illusory, Heaven-Reaching tree stirred without a breeze. Myriad blooming Hibiscus Flowers rustled as they rained down from the sky in an apparent show of force.
It was as if some terrifying beast had invaded its territory!
The Earth Spirit’s expression changed.
It retreated rapidly, staring at Su Chen with undisguised terror in its eyes.
"Sword Immortal, what did you bring back from the Immortal Pavilion...?"
BOOM!
In the next instant, a wisp of clear wind emerged from the Ten Years of Innate Lifespan in Su Chen’s sleeve. It swirled in the air, solidified between heaven and earth, and in a flash, transformed into an illusory figure—a young man with blood-red eyes.
He was dressed in a Golden Robe.
It was none other than the terrifying Xuantian Daoist from the Immortal Pavilion.
"Hahaha!"
"I actually got in?"
"It worked!"
"My Immortal Skill actually managed to deceive the Palm of the Human World..."
Gushan Jue laughed, exceptionally pleased.
Then, he closed his eyes mid-air, as if casting some kind of Magic. An instant later, his gaze shot toward the distant Daqian Imperial Capital, and a smile spread across his face.
"Kong!"
"You really are still alive..."
"I’ve come to take you home myself..."
With that said, he clasped his hands behind his back and prepared to fly away.
At this, even Su Chen’s expression changed.
He wasn’t concerned that this Xuantian Daoist had descended into the World in the Palm. What he cared about was that the Ten Years of Innate Lifespan was gone, transformed into this Golden Robe’s Soul Shadow. What would he use to save Yu Le now?
"Stop!"
"You can leave!"
"But you have to give me the ten years of lifespan."
"That’s what we agreed on."
"Even if you’ve come to this Palm of the Human World yourself, you can’t go back on your word..."
Dressed in a Profound Robe with the Heaven-Slaying Gourd at his waist, Su Chen blocked the man’s path and held out his hand, demanding what he was owed from the Daoist.
The Sword Box on his back trembled.
The Dust-Washing Sword itself seemed to sense Su Chen’s fury at being deceived!
At that moment, even the ringing of the sword was tinged with Killing Intent.
Su Chen was angrier than he had been in a long time.
"Sword Immortal, just let it go."
"This one is not to be trifled with. He has the aura of the Reincarnation Dao from the true Human World on him. He’s probably the reincarnation of some Great Cultivator. You’ve already used Heaven-Slaying twice; your Primordial Qi must be severely damaged and your lifespan shortened. You can’t possibly be his opponent!"
"It is a matter of fate."
"This is Yu Le’s destiny..."
The Earth Spirit trembled, trying to persuade Su Chen to swallow his anger.
The Immortal Path is fraught with peril.
Each realm is a world unto itself.
To be able to traverse the Reincarnation Dao and achieve Corpse Release Reincarnation, one had to be, at the very least, above the Foundation Establishment Realm.
The Immortal Arrival is imminent.
Even if you could defeat a Great Cultivator like that, you absolutely couldn’t afford to provoke them.
Between heaven and earth, the two figures—one standing in the sky like a radiant Great Sun, the other on the ground with a Sword Box on his back—paid no mind to the Earth Spirit’s words.
"My skill is called Wind-Rider. It is derived from one of the three great Killing Dao Skills of the Foundation Establishment Realm: Farewell Wind."