Old Fisherman had not been out of the Grand Hall recently, announcing that he was meditating but actually feeling vexed.
He was currently the second in command of Blue Sky Sword Sea, the chief of the sect, occupying an extremely high position in the star region. Yet he was full of vexation.
The source of the pressure was the end of the Great World.
This required the Great Emperor to resist.
But Blue Sky Sword Sea now only had a half-dead Great Emperor, and many seeds of Great Emperors.
This would definitely be useless at the end of the Great World.
So life extension pills were needed, to help Sword Venerable Emperor of Sword Sea renew another life, to help Blue Sky Sword Sea get through the end of the Great World.
The problem also stemmed from here. He had found the life extension pills, but they were not yet mature, far from enough.
The life extension pills for the Great Emperor needed a Saint to act as the medicine primer, at the very least a Quasi-Saint would do.
But Chen Xia was currently only at the Sea Inversing Realm. Although he was the most suitable person race for Sword Venerable Emperor, his cultivation level was too low to act as the primer.
The Sea Inversing Realm definitely would not work. Even if he advanced to the Heaven Mending Realm, it would still be lacking. Whether it was the peak of Heaven Mending Realm or half-step Saint, it would not work.
He must enter the Saint Realm, at the very least a Quasi-Saint.
But how to raise Chen Xia from the first layer of Sea Inversing Realm to a Quasi-Saint within at most 10,000 years?
Old Fisherman was truly vexed. Relying on pills, enlightenment and such would not be able to raise a Quasi-Emperor, at best the Heaven Mending Realm.
And then even calculating at the speed of breaking through a layer every 500 years, the twelve layers of Heaven Mending Realm would take at least 6,000 years, not to mention there was still the Saint barrier to break through.
Moreover, even taking pills required waiting for the effects to subside. For Chen Xia at the first layer of Sea Inversing Realm to break through to the ninth layer of Sea Inversing Realm by taking pills, it would probably take around 2,000 years.
And forcibly raising one's cultivation level through pills would affect future breakthroughs, lowering the speed of breaking through Heaven Mending Realm.
Old Fisherman felt more vexed the more he thought about it. Sitting on the cushion, he let out a deep sigh, feeling that heaven was truly playing tricks on people.
Why must it be specifically the human race Great Emperor seed becoming a Saint to be able to enter the pills, other random Saints would not do?
If it was possible, Old Fisherman was willing to enter the pills himself and revive Sword Venerable Emperor for another life. In the next life Blue Sky Sword Sea might even have Chen Xia to resist.
It should have been the prime time of Blue Sky Sword Sea, what a pity, truly a pity.
Old Fisherman pursed his lips, his aged cheeks full of helplessness.
Suddenly, sounds came from outside the hall, hurried footsteps approaching. A figure in green robes hurriedly walked over, it was Chen Xia.
He came alone, Zhang DaoMing was too cowardly to follow, and could not persuade Chen Xia either, so he went back to the cave residence to wait for news.
Old Fisherman's brows furrowed as he stood up, looking at Chen Xia, somewhat puzzled as he asked,
"What is it?"
Chen Xia's expression was somewhat indignant. Clenching his fists, he said angrily,
"Master, you don't have to hide it from me anymore, I know everything!"
Old Fisherman's heart skipped a beat, his brows tightened, and a trace of panic actually flashed through his mind. But he quickly suppressed it, his expression unchanged as he calmly replied.
"My foolish disciple, what have you heard, and who told you?"
His reply was also very experienced, first saying "heard" to allow for explanation later, then asking who had said it to draw out the person.
"I guessed it myself." Chen Xia clenched his fists tightly, indignant, and continued,
"You actually did this to me, I always thought you truly wanted to nurture me!"
Old Fisherman's brows furrowed deeply, the panicked thoughts buried. His expression was still calm as he reached out a hand to reassure,
"My foolish disciple, do not speculate blindly, listening to rumors and nonsense. Your master has always been sincere towards you, absolutely no other intentions."
Although Old Fisherman's expression was calm, his right hand behind him had already started slightly shaking. His heart was extremely nervous as he swiftly considered solutions.
Bewitching, possession seizure, sealing, confinement?
"If that is really so, you... you..."
Chen Xia's expression was indignant. He said several "yous" in a row, like brewing up emotions before an outburst.
Facing such a big matter, even an old schemer like Old Fisherman could not help becoming nervous, brows furrowed, mind racing.
"Why did you give me to the Master of the Forbidden Zone?!" Chen Xia's questioning suddenly shouted out.
The air was probably quiet for a moment.
Old Fisherman was first stunned, his complexion frozen. Then he quietly let out a breath, almost scared out of his wits. He immediately put both hands behind him and laughed lightly.
"My foolish disciple, this is just a strategy of slowing down the enemy, first pacifying the Master of the Forbidden Zone, eliminating his threat towards you. When you rise in future, you will have nothing to fear from the Master of the Forbidden Zone. Naturally you will be free as a bird in the sky, free as a fish in the sea."
"Really?" Chen Xia's expression became excited, his tone even trembling. "But I only want to be a cultivator of Blue Sky Sword Sea, even slightly less would make me not a true cultivator of Blue Sky Sword Sea."
Old Fisherman sighed, "My foolish disciple, your master is already very satisfied that you have this intention. This is just a strategy of slowing down the enemy, do not take it to heart."
"How could I not take it to heart!" Chen Xia retorted, "Let's not talk about this matter. Just thinking about owing you 120,000 Spirit Stones, I feel uneasy for a long time, unable to calmly cultivate!"
Then give them back to me!
Old Fisherman really wanted to say this, but considering the bigger picture, he endured and asked with concern, "You really can't calmly cultivate?"
"Yes, whenever I think about still owing you Spirit Stones and being unable to repay, I feel vexed and my cultivation has difficulty advancing. I feel too useless." Chen Xia blamed himself.
Old Fisherman frowned. This wouldn't do. If your cultivation doesn't advance, what would Blue Sky Sword Sea do?
He quickly comforted,
"My foolish disciple, don't take it to heart. Your master has no lack of money, no need to hurry repaying."
"No, as long as I owe it, I feel awful." Chen Xia grit his teeth and retorted.
Although Old Fisherman felt something was off, Chen Xia's cultivation was more important. He gritted his teeth and waved his hand,
"Then you don't need to repay these 120,000 Spirit Stones. It just so happens your master didn't prepare any meeting gift for you, so take these 120,000 Spirit Stones as your meeting gift!"
"But... but a meeting gift is a meeting gift. I gave these 120,000 Spirit Stones to Qingqi as compensation. If I use them as a meeting gift, I would feel too undeserving, and it would pain my heart even more."
Chen Xia was still stubborn, his tone tinged with sadness.
Enough!
Old Fisherman really wanted to say this, but endured again, forcing a smile,
"Then besides this, your master will give you another meeting gift."
Old Fisherman was clearly unreasonable in this matter, but he also needed to pacify Chen Xia. Otherwise Old Fisherman would have just slapped him long ago.
What nonsense logic.
"Thank you Master, this disciple has no way to repay you, only to pray for blessings on your behalf every few years!"
Chen Xia cupped his fists excitedly towards Old Fisherman.
Old Fisherman's mouth curled in a faint smile. He lightly waved his hand, "My foolish disciple, truly a fool. Hurry back and focus on cultivating, don't delay your progress."
After thanking him, Chen Xia quickly left the hall, walking arrogantly back to his cave residence, almost announcing to everyone that he had come out from the Supreme Hall.
After closing the door of his cave residence,
Chen Xia sat down, let out a breath, his gaze fluctuating as he sneered disdainfully.
Slowing down the enemy indeed.
But not slowing down the Master of the Forbidden Zone, rather slowing down Chen Xia himself.
"Old bastard."
Chen Xia muttered softly.
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
