Chapter 53: Flying Boat, Jianghu (1/2)

Master Wuyuan, dressed in a black robe, sat upright on the jade chair.

He looked at Li Luobing, who was bowing and pleading in front of him, and could not help but show a look of pity in his eyes.

“Bing’er, your talent, aptitude, and comprehension are among the best I have seen in all the young humans over the past six centuries.” He slowly spoke, his voice hoarse and filled with a sense of weariness.

“But the only flaw is that you are too emotional, and your weaknesses are too obvious! For the sake of emotions, you can even abandon logic and disregard right and wrong!”

“Capturing Jiang Ren is equivalent to seizing your soft spot, which can easily cause your mentality to collapse. What kind of cultivators are you?”

“Even so, you are still a loose cultivator now, facing dangers that are not great, and the situation is not complicated. But one day, your talent will lead you to achievements and responsibilities, and at that time, your emotional attachment will become a bias!”

“It will lead you to make a grave mistake!”

Master Wuyuan’s eyes narrowed, and his voice became serious and resonant.

Li Luobing bowed and listened silently.

“Master’s teachings are well taken, and the disciple will change.”

“However, at present, I have already been cursed with a wish curse by that bastard, and Brother Ren’s heart is shattered, leaving him in a coma…”

Master Wuyuan raised his hand and waved it: “Enough, no need to complain.”

“Do you think that my path over six hundred years, I relied solely on my fists to defeat my enemies? How could that be enough?”

Master Wuyuan paused:

“I just sent off the messenger …”

Li Luobing lowered her head and then suddenly raised it, her eyes shining with light.

“Master, have you already arranged it?”

Master Wuyuan smiled: “It cost me two million spirit stones, just for you, little girl.”

“Thank you, Master!” Li Luobing immediately knelt down to express her gratitude.

“Two million spirit stones can definitely buy that bastard’s life!” she said resentfully.

……

Ning Wuxie brought Xuan’er and the fox porridge, the two humans and one fox set off lightly.

Meng Cangran took them to board the flying boat of Hermit Valley, which was about to head to Yaochi Sect.

The station was bustling with various cultivators coming and going, quite lively.

Some were going to gather medicinal herbs in other places of the Spirit Martial Continent, while others were small sect cultivators coming to stay briefly in Hermit Valley, and even newlywed couples on their honeymoon, showcasing the myriad aspects of the underworld.

Ning Wuxie felt a long-lost sensation, realizing how vast the underworld of the Spirit Martial Continent was, with human affairs being complex.

Since awakening, he had focused solely on cultivation, diving into Hermit Valley without much understanding of the outside world. He felt that since he was reborn, he had already understood these things, and they held no attraction.

But now, viewing this world with the mindset of a Spirit Condensing Realm cultivator, it felt too vast, with many secrets and treasures yet to be explored.

Ning Wuxie stood by the side of the flying boat, watching the mountains and rivers rapidly retreat beneath him.

“Deep in Li Mountain, Bai Ze descended, and countless cultivators in the demon domain lost their minds, among them humans who discovered that True Essence in their fields was inexplicably missing!”

“Yaochi Sect suddenly experienced inexplicable changes, and from today onwards, it refused all external visitors!”

A young man waved the Spirit Martial Gazette, shouting to attract attention to the underworld’s gossip.

“Give me one.” Ning Wuxie stopped him and bought a copy of the Spirit Martial Gazette.

The gazette recorded recent news from the Spirit Martial Continent, including changes in the rankings on the Human Sect genius list.

Li Luobing’s name prominently appeared in seventh place on the Human Sect genius list.

The genius list was established to evaluate the most powerful young cultivators of the Human Sect each year, and only cultivators below the Immortal Realm could participate.

Li Luobing had already reached the peak of the Martial Realm in the Opening Profound Realm, with six humans above her, indicating fierce competition.

There was also news about the True Essence shortage in the demon domain, stating that the Human Sect had begun an investigation, believing it was the work of the Lanyuan demon race.

Ning Wuxie smiled slightly, glancing at the various True Essence in his fields that were about to be absorbed.

After losing Bai Ze, being burdened with such a large pot, that old fellow Mo Xiang must have suffered.

The rest was just some marginal news, such as which sect had a disciple going against their master, or which disciple was straddling multiple boats, and so on.

Not much different from before.

After reading, Ning Wuxie carefully put it away, ensuring Xuan’er would not see these unhealthy things.

Suddenly, he remembered something and asked Xuan’er: “Xuan’er, did you read the Spirit Mantra I gave you before?”

Xuan’er squatted on the ground playing with the fox porridge, not raising her head: “I finished reading it.”

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