Chapter 690: Chapter 207: Future "Version" Boss, Fire Born Flood, Ragtag Kingsguard
The Divine Spirit continued: "The Wolf Mother was created, but you are one of a kind; otherwise... would you be able to guard this Divine Tomb?"
If you weren’t a freak that just happened to fit this environment, we would have driven you out long ago, and wouldn’t be talking about this now."
Xiaozhao suddenly realized, "Oh~~ so your fox tail is showing, huh? You’re just trying to trick me into leaving, aren’t you? Hmph, I won’t fall for that!"
The Divine Spirit seemed speechless, remained silent for a moment, and then said directly, "The Celestial Soul Third Grade is divided into five minor realms.
First, the Lone Yin Fire Body;
Second, the Thousand Transformations Blood and Flesh Gate;
The next three realms are Earth Immortal, Water Immortal, and Wind Immortal.
Little girl, cultivation is simple; there are nine flames in the Western Pole Great Land, and you just need to go to the edge of the flames to cultivate.
I won’t waste words with you; do you want to listen to this cultivation skill?"
"I want to."
Xiaozhao said seriously.
The Divine Spirit seemed to relax.
But then Xiaozhao giggled, "Just kidding."
Divine Spirit: ......
The Divine Spirit earnestly said, "Girl, listening really doesn’t cost you anything."
Xiaozhao said, "Not listening doesn’t cost me either."
The Divine Spirit said, "The cost is huge. You could only live a hundred years, but... an art to extend life for ten thousand years is right before you, unattainable by others, yet you’re refusing it."
Xiaozhao said, "Hmm... depends on my mood."
The Divine Spirit said, "What do you mean?"
Xiaozhao said, "If I’m in a good mood, I’ll listen to a couple of words from you. If not, I won’t listen."
The Divine Spirit didn’t want to give up and asked, "Are you in a good mood now?"
Xiaozhao said, "Not good."
The Divine Spirit couldn’t help but ask, "Then what will make you in a good mood?"
Xiaozhao thought for a moment, then said, "I’m hungry, why don’t you make me something delicious?"
Divine Spirit: ......
The Divine Spirit patiently said, "Girl, it’s not possible to make food here. Even if I could, I couldn’t make it for you."
Xiaozhao said, "Forget it, it seems my mood can’t get better."
Divine Spirit: *&#@!
Xiaozhao: "What did you say?"
The Divine Spirit fell silent.
...
After a long time.
An old voice emerged from the coffin, "Girl, are you in a good mood now?"
Xiaozhao said, "Not good, I’m hungry."
The Divine Spirit sighed, "I’ve noticed, your Wu Ya can completely substitute your meals. Why not let Wu Ya eat outside?"
Xiaozhao said, "Ha! You’re so smart!"
The Divine Spirit was secretly pleased.
But after that, no matter what he said, Xiaozhao no longer responded.
Divine Spirit: ...
It’s fortunate that this is an old thing that’s been lying in a coffin for who knows how many years, or it might have already gone mad.
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Time passed quickly, three months went by.
At the end of August, though the weather was still hot, the Great Zhou Nine Paths saw heavy rain everywhere, and the Long Sleep River and many rivers connecting to the Western Pole suddenly surged.
Floods resulted, submerging many nearby villages, and rumors of dragons entering the sea spread everywhere.
A secluded small village was naturally also flooded.
Overnight, many houses were washed away by the water.
Turbulent yellow mud water rolled eastward, mixed with floating wood, straw raincoats, green grass, red flowers, white foam, and occasionally someone struggling, shouting for help with rising and falling cries.
People on the high ground by the shore were either anxious or crying out, reaching out in the direction of the water, calling the names of their loved ones.
At that moment, a figure suddenly leapt into the water, swimming desperately, grabbing an elderly person nearby, and then struggling to bring the person to the shore.
After that, he took a deep breath and jumped into the water again to save another person.
Yet his strength was ultimately limited, and even though he exerted all his strength, he could only save two or three people.
When he was about to jump into the water again, a village woman in a floral shirt grabbed his hand.
The village woman said, "Don’t go, you’re already shaking..."
The man she held had silver hair, and a face like an Evil Ghost.
The silver-haired man turned his head slightly, smiling warmly, "Third Lady, I’m fine."
But the village woman still didn’t let go, "If something happens to you, what am I supposed to do? I won’t let you go!"
The silver-haired man said, "But... if I can save one more person, then I can spare one more family from grief."
Saying that, he broke free from the village woman’s hand, jumped back into the water, swam towards a child calling for help, then swam hard to bring the child to shore, placing the child in the hands of a woman on the shore with trembling hands.
The woman hurriedly said, "Thank you sir, thank you, sir."
The silver-haired man said, "Ma’am, leave here quickly, this place will be flooded soon."
The woman nodded repeatedly, repeatedly affirming, then watched the silver-haired man walked towards the water again, but this time... he suddenly collapsed forward, hugging his leg with a twisted expression.
The woman and the village woman in the floral shirt hurried over.
Upon seeing, it was a leg cramp.
The two of them hurriedly helped this silver-haired man massage his leg.
After a long time, the silver-haired man finally recovered, taking a deep breath, with determination flashing in his eyes, supported by the tree beside him, he wanted to jump into the water to save people again, but... after a few steps, he couldn’t move forward due to the pain, so he could only watch more people being carried away by the water, drifting to an unknown place, with their fate uncertain.
The silver-haired man lowered his head in frustration, saying softly, "It’s all my fault..."
The villagers gathered around, chatting, saying things like "Sir, you’re a good man, you’ve already saved many people," "Sir, you’re too kind," and so on.
The silver-haired man’s name was Zhou Na, but he was formerly known as Peng Mingyi.
Pocessing numerous dark and sinister killing Secret Skills, but no means to save people.
At the moment, he looked at the rushing flood, then looked upstream at the water, lowering his head, "It’s my fault, it’s all my..."
The villagers were chattering, discussing among themselves. After much deliberation, they decided to head south, rebuild the village a bit further south.
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On another side, Li Yuan once again arrived at the former White Deer Clan’s camp using the "Six Paths Temporary Patrol Token."
He gazed solemnly at the flame that had completely turned into a faint withered color.
The surrounding temperature was very high, causing the tents to be far away from the fire.
It was not like this originally.
He sensed a lot of ice and snow melting, then turning into a trickling stream flowing outward, re-freezing, melting again, then trickling, forming a tremendously shocking scene.
He recalled those words spoken by the Tomb Guardian.
————Because more lands have sunk into the Eternal Night, the Yang Qi of these lands are stored here, causing the fire to naturally become hotter, and this is not a good thing————
"Where’s the Wolf Mother?" Li Yuan asked.
Behind him was a tall-legged beautiful woman - Gu Yaojue.
Gu Yaojue said, "She’s a little deranged... not much lucid time."
Li Yuan frowned and then asked, "What about Huang’Er?"
Gu Yaojue said, "He hasn’t returned for four months, seems to be surveying the depths of the Western Pole Permafrost."
Li Yuan showed a thoughtful expression and then said, "Yaojue, go tell Niannian to especially keep an eye on changes around.
She is Mrs. Tang of the Tang Sect, even after leaving, she is still Mrs. Tang.
The personnel flow between Cloud Mountain Path and the Nine Flames Clan is coordinated mostly by the Tang Sect.
I need her, this Mrs. Tang, to temporarily spend some effort to see what changes are happening on this land..."
"Understood, sir."
Gu Yaojue said, and then asked, "How are things in the Central Plains?"
Li Yuan said, "The King’s Aid Army has begun to gather, strong as it may be, but unfortunately... each with ulterior motives, just a motley crew."
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