DiploNovel Chapter 523 - 492 Wish Girl 2
Chapter 523 - 492 Wish Girl 2
Seeing this, the last sentence was clearly directed at Zhang Rongfang.
After reading all the content, he lightly closed his eyes, recalled it all once more to ensure he remembered it, then crushed the paper and tossed it into the corner brazier.
"No wonder... Yue Shi said, one must first ensure the ability to transition into a Spirit General before attempting other martial pursuits. Now it seems... if one can truly become a Spirit General, then there’s indeed no need to practice hard skills."
Zhang Rongfang connected the thoughts in his mind, suddenly understanding what Yue Dewen had said, and it was indeed true.
At this moment, the inn was completely empty, neither of the Celestial Maidens were present.
He had no reason to stay any longer. He opened the attribute panel for a look.
Life had already reached the limit of 294.
Only a few days left...
Finally, he picked up the tea and drained it, then turned and headed for the exit.
In the next few days, he planned to do nothing but focus on training martial arts at home, adjusting himself and waiting for the moment his talent would awaken.
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Several days later.
Celestial Sincerity Palace.
Under the tall and benevolent statue of the Celestial Venerable.
Yue Dewen sat cross-legged alone, head bowed, reciting scriptures, his expression devout and focused.
His chest was bare, with a palm print in the center, the lines clear and deep as a finger joint.
This was precisely the injury he had sustained during the clash with Cosimo.
"Palace Master." At the entrance of the main hall, a white-haired Daoist slowly entered and bowed in salute.
"The Jade Void Palace Master has already set off with his people, returning to Qingchuan."
The voice slowly echoed within the hall, growing faint, and disappearing.
Yue Dewen’s expression remained unchanged, his eyes still closed, as if he hadn’t heard the words at all.
After a while, the old Daoist slowly withdrew and left.
The hall returned to silence once more.
Time passed slowly, and outside, the sky began to shift from light to dark.
At dusk, the sound of evening drums echoed from afar outside the hall.
Yue Dewen slightly opened his eyes, a silvery sheen in them, with faint black threads swimming like fish within.
Two children of the Earth Mother God, combined with a scheming ambush, forcibly invaded his body in the isolated environment of the Earth Mother Hall.
Even after breaking out of the Earth Mother Hall, it was already too late.
At that time, without the Moon God’s support, resulting in bodily harm and a sharp decline in power. Even now, his mind and spirit carried the Earth Mother God’s imprint; even with the Celestial Venerable’s might to drive it out, it would take a long time to complete.
And now, what he lacked most was time....
"Sect Leader, how is your recovery going? After that battle, the situation within the sect is somewhat unfavorable, with many experts quietly retreating under the pretext of seeking treasures for you. Almost half are gone."
A plump figure emerged once again in the hall.
The person wore a pure gold mask, a floral crown woven with silver thread on the head, dressed in a pure white gown, immaculate. It was the Sensing Sect’s other Spirit General—the Moon Empress.
"No matter, let them be." Yue Dewen’s voice was hoarse, his head unturned as he continued to kneel, eyes closed, before the Celestial Venerable statue.
"Now that everyone’s hearts are wavering, we can all see you were constrained, unable to fully exert your strength, causing your defeat.
The lamentable part is that the sect no longer has the unity it did back in the day, with most turning away at the slightest sign of adversity."
The Moon Empress slowly approached, her voice carrying a note of righteous indignation.
"If there is anything the Sect Leader requires, shall I temporarily take over the situation?"
"... No matter. I will recover soon." Yue Dewen replied.
"But if matters drag on, King Mu Li’s power is growing too fast to be stopped..." the Moon Empress said softly, now only about ten meters from Yue Dewen.
"You should stop now." Yue Dewen said.
"Why? The Sect Leader faces this alone; how can one lone tree stand tall? I am willing to lend a hand." The Moon Empress’s voice was gentle, "Are you worried about me? Even the Jade Void Palace Master has left you, and among our peers, the Zhenyi Western Sect cannot be trusted, only our Sensing Sect is trustworthy...."
"I said stop!!" Suddenly Yue Dewen shouted.
His voice boomed like thunder, creating a circle of explosive shockwaves in the air, crashing into the Moon Empress.
In an instant, the light distorted, air currents surged, and the wind howled, causing the various objects in the hall to fall and sway chaotically.
The Moon Empress was only five meters behind Yue Dewen now.
But at last, she stopped walking.
The strong airflow ripples struck her, naturally dispersing, causing her only a slight tremble.
She gazed at Yue Dewen’s back.
Suddenly, she smiled faintly.
"Since the Sect Leader does not trust me, then consider my aid as unwelcome." With a gentle push of her toe, the Moon Empress floated lightly out, disappearing beyond the hall’s doors into the night sky.
Leaving Yue Dewen alone, kneeling before the statue.
In his prime, experts were as plentiful as clouds, his influence immense.
But at the slightest downturn, allies scattered like monkeys from a felled tree.... At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had no one to support him.
Just like many years ago, when he was alone.
Now, he was still alone.
’But what if I am alone!? I still have Qiankun, as long as he remains, the Great Dao Teaching still has hope! This is merely a temporary storm.’
Thinking of his disciple Zhang Rongfang’s terrifying talent, a great deal of the pressure within Yue Dewen’s heart eased.
No matter how difficult things were now, no matter how rebellious and untrustworthy those around him were.
He still had Rongfang!
Endure a little longer now, then wait until Rongfang ascends to godhood; the two of them together would traverse the world, sweeping everything before them! Surely establishing two centuries of splendor for the Great Dao Teaching!
With this thought, his heart returned to tranquility, and he closed his eyes, once again entering the realm of thought.
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Late at night.
The shadows of trees swayed, casting reflections on the desk by the window, like sinister claws of a demon, silent and menacing.
In the Mu Chi mansion, within a spacious courtyard’s bedroom.
Zhang Rongfang lay on the bed, eyes closed, breathing evenly and peacefully, sound asleep.
Whoosh...
A gentle breeze suddenly blew through the window crack, creaking as it slowly pushed half of the window open.
From a distance, the sound of the night watchman’s wooden clappers drifted in from the street.
"The night is dry, be careful with fire."
"Third watch of the night, all is safe."
Swish.
Zhang Rongfang on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
’The time has come.’
He sat up, refraining from lighting a lamp, and quietly breathed for a moment to adjust his state.
The sound of the night watchman gradually faded away, paused, and then wafted back from farther away.
In the yard outside, unknown insects chirped, one after another, serene and calm.
Zhang Rongfang got off the bed, blinked, and looked at the emergent attribute panel.
Displayed clearly was a newly acquired point of free attribute.
’Zhang Rongfang——Life 294-294.’
’Available attributes: 6.’
After waiting for so long, finally.... the attributes were fully accumulated.
An anticipation slowly rose in his heart.
He walked to the door, silently opened it, and with a slight push of his toes, he floated out, leaping over the wall.
In a blink of an eye, he was out of the Mu Chi residence, sprinting through the street at night.
A few seconds later.
Beside the city wall of Wushan Prefecture, a figure lightly glided out like a majestic eagle, swooping down, flew over a hundred meters and landed.
Without stopping, Zhang Rongfang headed straight for Wish Girl Gorge.
At his current full speed, it only took a few minutes to return to the gorge.
In the gorge, a white mist rose at night, dividing the inside and outside into two worlds.
Standing in the mist, Zhang Rongfang did not go to the Human Immortal Temple’s station. The Human Immortal Temple only occupied a small part of the Wish Girl Gorge, areas explored and found to be mist-free.
Most of the gorge was engulfed in toxic mist at night and early morning.
Honestly, when Zhang Rongfang had come here before, he had not discovered any areas free of toxic mist.
This time, however, he easily found these places.
He had reasons to believe that the Wish Girl was secretly helping him, assisting him.
Just like the Blood God had before.
Stepping into the mist, Zhang Rongfang did not stop, continuing straight ahead.
He could feel the second blood lotus bud behind him, the bloodline of the Wish Girl, gently pulsating, as if guiding him. As if in response to something.
"Seems you’ve noticed too?" Zhang Rongfang said softly.
Though clearly alone in the white mist, he seemed certain someone could hear him.
Such existences as gods and Buddhas are quite mysterious.
They seem to have their own consciousness, yet unlike humans, only following fixed patterns.
Sometimes communicative, yet sometimes as if emotionless, consciousness-less, rigid and indifferent.
As he spoke, the white mist ahead slowly dispersed, revealing a tranquil little creek.
Beside the creek lay lush green grass.
The grass was broad and flat, as if meticulously trimmed by someone.
Standing on it was a brown wooden cabin.
The cabin was empty, with its wooden door wide open, seemingly welcoming his arrival.
Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly, glanced at the intuition warning on the attribute panel, saw no alerts, and walked safely forward.
Yet, he did not enter the cabin but sat cross-legged outside it.
"This place should do. Speaking of which, the last time the Blood God confronted you, it seemed to be here too."
No one responded, only Zhang Rongfang’s solitary voice wandering around.
Not bothered by the lack of response, he calmly looked up at the sky, a sheet of white above him shrouded in mist.
’Begin.’ he lowered his head and instantly clicked the plus sign next to Life.
Swish.
All six attribute points were added to Life. Life value jumped from 294 to 300.
Everything returned to calm, without any changes.
Zhang Rongfang did not move, continuing to quietly wait.
The creek water flowed, mist slowly dispersed, and a gentle breeze blew across the grass.
Suddenly, a soft sound.
Behind his seated back, the skin where the second blood lotus grew abruptly split open.
The slit was pitch black, deep, palm-sized, reminiscent of a black eye.
Vaguely, something seemed to be pushing out from the black slit.
First, a black thin line, followed quickly by a second.
Then came a pair of dark blue, silky smooth wings with wave and vine patterns.
With a flutter, the wings flapped, and a blue butterfly emerged from Zhang Rongfang’s back.
It gently extended its wings, leapt forward, and fluttered into the air.
Soon after, more and more blue butterflies crawled out from the slit on Zhang Rongfang’s back, becoming denser and more numerous.
Once airborne, they swirled around Zhang Rongfang, flying continuously.
Gradually, the butterflies increased, becoming so dense that they completely enveloped him, rendering him indistinct.
They covered his skin and clothing’s surface, even wrapping Zhang Rongfang entirely into a human shape composed of blue butterflies.
Soon, with a swoosh, a breeze blew through.
All the butterflies scattered and flew away.
The spot was empty, leaving only a palm-sized wooden puppet.
That puppet’s face suddenly bore the likeness of Zhang Rongfang.