Chapter 608: Blackie: Old Dragon, Don’t Insult My Intelligence
At that moment.
On a red star that the Ministry was on.
Guyu and the Minister sat at a direction deep within the Chaos.
Behind them, North Shadow Guard, Left Messenger and the others from the Ministry were silently accompanying them, not daring to make any moves. They, too, raised their heads and looked into the distance.
The Minister frowned, finally losing his patience as he said in anger, “It’s been ten days, a whole ten days. That useless South Shadow Guard could have at least sent some news back even if he died outside!”
Guyu’s expression was just as ugly, and he felt like he had wasted his time waiting for a piece of trash.
“Just pursuing a little ant has taken up so much time. Did your subordinate encounter something happy and get distracted?”
His words were filled with unhappiness and mocking.
In his eyes, the Minister might be helping him, but he was still a dog to be fed. Now, the Wisdom within the sea of Chaos was unstable, and he merely needed to check out the situation. The others still needed more time, which was why he still needed the Ministry to help him. Otherwise, he would already have been done with them.
“Please calm down, there might have been some delays on the way.”
The Minister was just as anxious. After all, he was more concerned about the location of the Repose Herb. He said, “Left Messenger, North Shadow Guard, go investigate the Area of the Gods. You have to bring the South Shadow Guard back!”
Left Messenger suddenly shuddered, and almost peed in fright.
She already had her reservations about the Area of the Gods. South Shadow Guard not returning had been within her expectations. It was more than likely that he had been killed by those within the Area of the Gods. When she heard the Minister’s orders, it was only natural for her to panic.
The Area of the Gods was too terrifying.
‘Anyone else can go if they want to, I definitely won’t.’
She panicked and tried to look for an excuse to reject it.
Yet, she heard the North Shadow Guard say, “Don’t worry, Minister, I will definitely bring the North Shadow Guard back!”
What did he mean by that?!
Left Messenger panicked. She looked at the North Shadow Guard as if she was looking at a dead person.
‘Do you think you’ll still be able to return alive if you go to the Area of the Gods with me?’
Woosh!
At that moment, at an area within the Chaos, a tremendous power suddenly exploded, turning into a strange phenomenon, causing a colorful glow to emit from within the Chaos.
Looking over, it seemed like an intense light within the Chaos that contained a tremendous power. It caused all of their hearts to shake.
When all of them looked in that direction, they had expressions of shock on their faces.
“What happened there? Why is there suddenly such a horrifying power?”
“Was a treasure just born?”
The Minister narrowed his eyes, saying, “It’s…the aura of Wisdom!”
“That’s right, it definitely is. It might be where Soul Master is!”
Guyu’s eyes flashed in a cold glint.
The reason he had entered the Chaos beforehand was because the elders of the Eldritchs had felt the possibility of the Soul Master returning, which was why he came beforehand to annihilate it.
Being able to unleash such power, even if it was not Soul Master, it was definitely one of the experts from back then!
Thinking back on the Nine Elites that appeared in the Chaos, especially that shockingly beautiful woman, Guyu’s pupils contracted, and he even felt his heart jump.
Even as a member of the Eldritchs, he could not help but be shocked. Using their power, they had suppressed the Eldritchs. That majestic might had been deeply carved into the Eldritchs’ minds despite the number of years that have passed.
“No matter what, that person…must die!”
Gugyu coldly said before he said without delay, “Go there right now!”
At that, the Ministry’s people started to head to the direction of that power.
In the Area of the Gods.
Cultivator Junjun had been dragged back by the rest of them.
His eyes were red from the crying, and he seemed close to fainting. Due to his sadness, his body was still trembling.
He kept on mumbling in his mouth, “I’ve sinned. Let me die, let me accompany Old Dragon.”
Jade Emperor asked, “What do we do?”
Nuwa suggested, “Why don’t we go and look for the expert? After all, it’s such a big deal, we should at least let him know.”
Yang Jian could not help but say, “The Eldritchs, the Nine Elites, and that Zombie World, there are far too many secrets within the Chaos. It’s too unsafe, I wonder what the expert thinks about it all.”
Jade emperor said, “That’s right, it would be great if the expert could land a hand, then all of these problems would be easily handled!”
“The expert is naturally all capable!”
They had absolute confidence in Li Nianfan. It was like a religion in their hearts. No matter what problems they faced, as long as they thought of the expert, their hearts would be soothed, and they would be more motivated.
“That’s right, let’s go see the expert!” Cultivator Junjun suddenly said, “I need to ask for punishment!”
“Stop spouting nonsense. Old Dragon might have been in the expert’s pond, but he had never shown himself. The expert probably doesn’t even care about him. If you interrupt the expert’s cultivation for that, it would be an even greater offense.”
Nuwa immediately said, “Let’s go see what the expert thinks first.”
After everyone discussed the matter, it was decided that Nuwa would bring Cultivator Junjun to visit the expert.
When they reached the foot of Fallen Immortal Mountain, they suddenly stumbled upon a young man who was holding a sword and chopping wood.
Next to him was quite a bit of material, as if he was preparing to build a wooden house.
Jiang Liu had naturally noticed Nuwa and Cultivator Junjun as well, but he minded his own business and ignored them.
He was deep in thought, and knew that he should not casually interfere with what happened around him.
Since the expert wanted him to chop up firewood, then he would be a woodcutter.
If it did not affect his job, then he would not care about it. After all, someone like the expert would probably have other plans, and it would be a sin for him to disrupt them.
At that moment, his power was concealed, and he seemed just like a regular woodcutter. He had already entered the realm where he could hide his Sword Dao, and he focused on cutting wood.
Jiang Liu knew very well that the expert asking him to cut wood was a form of training, to train both his body and mind.
Cultivator Junjun and Nuwa found it strange, and walked over curiously, not wanting to offend anyone as they asked, “Could I ask if you’re planning on staying here?”
Jiang Liu nodded.
Cultivator Junjun could not help but say, “Do you know where this is? It’s not somewhere you can casually put your roots on.”
There could not be rabble under the expert.
Jiang Liu looked at Cultivator Junjun and Nuwa strangely, it seemed like the two of them knew that the expert stayed in the mountains.
He said, “I’m just a woodcutter, chopping firewood here to provide to the top of the mountain.”
Providing firewood for the top of the mountain?!
An honor, what a tremendous honor!
Cultivator Junjun and Nuwa’s hearts jumped and their expressions when they looked at Jiang Liu changed to admiration.
At that moment, they noticed a book moving next to Jiang Liu. Looking at it, they were suddenly covered by an unending Sword Dao, and could feel the piercing sharpness and coldness.
It hurt their eyes, causing them to be unable to look at it.
It was definitely a book that the expert had written, and in the book was the Wisdom of the Sword!
“So you are the expert’s woodcutter, we’re sorry for being impolite.”
Cultivator Junjun and Nuwa’s eyes were fixed on that book, filled with admiration.
That young man was able to be a woodcutter under the expert’s mountain, what incredible luck! He was blessed!
The three of them exchanged pleasantries for a moment before Cultivator Junjun and Nuwa continued up the mountain.
This time, the one who opened the door was Xiao Bai, and they were invited inside.
Inside, Li Nianfan was grinding cocoa beans, happily making chocolate.
Seeing Nuwa and Cultivator Junjun, he enthusiastically said, “Nuwa, Cultivator Junjun, grab a seat. Xiao Bai, hurry up and prepare some tea and snacks.”
Nuwa said, “Sorry for interrupting you, Lord Said.”
“Hey, you’re being too polite. You coming over has really brightened up my day.”
Li Nianfan waved it off, and noticed that Cultivator Junjun’s eyes were red. He definitely had something on his mind, and Li Nianfan could already hazard a guess.
To be able to make an immortal lose his composure meant that the impact would not be small.
‘They probably encountered some difficulties and came over here to dispel their worries.’
That was very normal.
A lot of people would go to cafes to have some tea whenever they had something on their mind.
Li Nianfan did not ask too much, and said, “Has it been hard on you lately?”
It seemed like the expert knew everything.
With just one simple sentence, Cultivator’s body shook, and his eyes reddened even more. It was as if a wandering child had returned and received his parents’ concern.
His words were suddenly caught in his throat, and he was speechless.
Nuwa sighed, nodding. “Both the Area of the Gods and Chaos, many troublesome matters have happened.”
Li Nianfan nodded. “If you’re tired, then sit down and relax. Have some tea and eat some good food.”
His words were very sincere.
First of all was naturally his respect for Nuwa. Furthermore, the Heavenly Palace maintained the order of the world, and contributed to the peace of the realm. They had given a lot, and deserved respect.
Peace that existed was always won by people in the past.
Seeing their difficulties, Li Nianfan was naturally touched. After all, his comfortable life here was also thanks to them.
“Lord Saint, this is the newspaper you wanted. We brought it along with us.” Nuwa took out a newspaper and handed it to Li Nianfan.
“Oh? Thank you so much.”
Li Nianfan’s eyes brightened, and he took the paper from Nuwa’s hands and started to read it.
The newspaper had been strengthened by power. Even though it was not large, there were a lot of things recorded inside, and the key points were also separated. It was easy to look at, and the news had been carefully curated.
‘Surprise discovery of a Hidden Realm belonging to the Nine Elites.’
‘The great enemies, the Eldritchs, caused great disasters within the Chaos.’
‘The Zombie World hidden within the Chaos.’
‘Northern Mountain Emperor’s concubine’s affair with Qingling sect disciple causes a war between the two forces.’
‘Yuehua branch established as an official sect in the Area of the Gods, guests are invited.”
“Xiao Chengfeng brings a hundred thousand troops to annihilate Black Wind Mountain.”
…
Looking at the news provided a lot of entertainment. It also allowed Li Nianfan to know more about what was happening around the Area of the Gods without needing to go out at all. It had greatly increased his knowledge.
Cultivator Junjun said respectfully, “Lord Saint, could we head to the backyard?”
“Of course you can, go ahead.” Li Nianfan causally waved them off, and continued looking at the news. Being from an age of information, Li Nianfan naturally had an intense thirst for knowledge.
Cultivator Junjun and Nuwa slowly got up, and they bowed to Li Nianfan before heading to the backyard.
They wanted to go to the pond to offer a prayer for Old Dragon.
In the backyard, Dragon was eating a large apple and working at the same time. She was incredibly cute and filled with life.
Looking at the guests, she happily said, “Oh, Nuwa, Cultivator Junjun.”
Cultivator Junjun saw Dragin, and his eyes immediately had a look of guilt. He forced out a smile. “Hello.”
Dragin said, “Why did you come over? If you want to eat any fruits, I can get Nanan to get them for you.”
Cultivator Junjun shook his head, raspily saying, “There’s no need. Dragin, I have to tell you something.”
Dragin curiously said, “What is it?”
“Your ancestor…died.” Tears fell from Junjun’s eyes again.
Dragin and Nanan’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“What?”
“My ancestor is dead?”
How could the ancestor that passed on the Dao of Indifference to them be dead?
Dragin and Nanan were not that sad, because they did not believe it at all.
“It’s true.” Cultivator Junjun sighed, saying with great respect, “He protected our retreat, sacrificing himself. Your ancestor is a true hero, so let’s not make fun of him anymore!”
Dragin and Nanan bit their lips, and tears started to gather in their eyes.
“He’s not dead!”
Blackie slowly walked over, his face was full of disbelief. “I’m not making fun of you, but…you’re really thinking too highly of yourself. With how that dragon is, do you think he would sacrifice himself to protect you?”
“You should already be thanking the heavens that he didn’t sell you out right away.”
“Lord Dog, I won’t allow you to insult Senior Dragon like that!” Cultivator Junjun said, “You’ve misunderstood Senior Dragon!”
Blackie ignored him, walking right to the pond, slapping the surface as he said, “Old Dragon, don’t insult my intelligence. Stop pretending, come out right now.”
“It’s impossible, I saw it…”
Cultivator Junjun’s sorrowful words stopped there as he stared, dumbfounded, as ripples started to appear. After that, an old man appeared on the surface.
He said, “Ah, so it was just my clone that died. I was too deep into playing the part, and I actually forgot.”
“You, you, you…”
Cultivator Junjun trembled as he pointed at Old Dragon, his eyes bulged as the words repeated in his head. “I’m stupid, I’m stupid…”
“You piece of shit! You stinking dragon!”
Dang it, it was just a clone, but he made it so sad, how shameless!
Most importantly, he actually thought that Old Dragon was the best teammate he could ever have, braving dangers for him…
He was afraid to even think about it now.
“So what if it’s a clone? It’s still one of my lives! It wasn’t easy for me to gather the materials to make an actual clone in the backyard, and now I lost one!”