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Chapter 1217

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The news of Su Zimo's appearance in the Dao Inheritance Ground spread through the entire cultivation world rapidly.

In the depths of a bamboo forest in the mountains, there was a simple wooden hut.

"It's a pity that my Brother Su exhausted his lifespan in order to create the Wu Dao and change the fates of all living beings in the world!"

At the entrance of the wooden hut, a man with a cold expression leaned there and shook his head slightly, sighing. "I wonder if this is worth it."

A white-bloused woman walked out of the wooden hut with a steaming bowl of medicine and handed it to the man.

The man received it naturally.

The white-bloused woman sat beside the man and looked at his face with a pitiful expression. She said reproachfully, "Why are you still talking about him? Aren't you the same?"

"What about me?"

The man asked in surprise.

The white-bloused woman said, "You gave me that Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir but your Essence Spirit injuries have yet to recover even now …"

Pausing for a moment, the white-bloused woman pursed her lips and asked, "Was it worth it?"

"Haha!"

The man laughed and raised his head to drink the medicine in the bowl. "Of course it was worth it. Someone has been taking care of me all these years and I haven't even returned to the sect!"

"You …"

The white-bloused woman blushed and punched the man's shoulder with an embarrassed expression.

However, immediately after, the white-bloused woman had a worried expression and sighed gently. "Essence Spirit injuries are the hardest to heal. I wonder if we can find a solution."

"It's good if we can't find one,"

The man mumbled.

"Nonsense!"

The white-bloused woman frowned. "If your Essence Spirit injuries can't be healed, it'll be difficult for your cultivation to improve and your combat strength will be greatly reduced. How can that do?!"

"You're going to return after my Essence Spirit recovers, right?"

The man asked casually.

The white-bloused woman smiled with a gentle look in her eyes.

She did not expect the man to be worried about that.

She leaned gently against the man and murmured, "Don't worry, the people of the so-called immortal sects have already disappointed me completely. I'll never return."

Hundred Refinement Sect.

Mighty Figure Extreme Fire stood at the entrance of the hall and listened to the news from his disciples for a long time in silence.

"Grandmaster, my condolences."

Dao Lord Scarlet Star said, "Uncle-Master left behind the legacy of the Wu Dao. Even if he dies in meditation, it can be considered a good ending with no regrets."

Extreme Fire fell silent.

Even though he had seen life and death, when he heard the news that Su Zimo's lifespan was nearing its end, a wave of grief still surged in his heart.

Dragon Tiger Sect.

"What?!"

The Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect jumped to his feet. His mind was in turmoil, and his eyes were bright. He stared at the disciple below and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure that Araki Takeshi only has 50 years left to live?"

"Absolutely!"

The Dragon Tiger Sect cultivator nodded. "I'm not the only one. Many cultivators outside the Three Tribulations Domain have detected it as well. There's no way I'm wrong!"

"In that case, does Araki Takeshi not have long to live?"

The Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect sat back down slowly with a doubtful expression.

Ever since the six Conjoint Body Mighty Figures were wiped out more than 10 years ago, the name Araki Takeshi had always been a source of fear for him and he could not even sleep well!

He was afraid that one day, Araki Takeshi would suddenly advance to the Dharma Characteristic realm and come knocking on his door!

Over the years, he had even dreamed of such a scene!

According to the Grand Elder of the sect, if Araki Takeshi were to advance to the Dharma Characteristic realm, no one in the sect would be able to defend against him!

But now, after less than 10 years, the news that Araki Takeshi's lifespan was nearing its end suddenly spread. The Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect could not believe it.

This great enemy that made him feel uneasy and fearful was about to die?

"Patriarch?"

The cultivator below pondered for a moment and asked, "Could it be that Araki Takeshi knows some sort of trick to confuse us?"

"There's no need for that,"

The Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect shook his head in denial.

Pausing for a moment, the Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect continued, "However, Araki Takeshi is not dead after all. He still has 50 years of lifespan left! This means that he still has a chance to advance to the Dharma Characteristic realm! "

"If he advances to the Dharma Characteristic realm and his lifespan increases to 10,000 years, he'll be alive!"

"That's impossible,"

Beside the Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect, an elder shook his head. "Even if he has 500 years of lifespan left, it'll be difficult for him to break through a major cultivation realm, let alone 50 years of lifespan."

"Even so, I'm still worried,"

The Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect narrowed his eyes and said sternly, "After all, he's Araki Takeshi, the Araki Takeshi who established his Dao! It's not surprising for anything to happen to him! "

"What are your plans?"

The sect elder asked.

"Go and find out more about Araki Takeshi's next move,"

The Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect said, "If there's a chance, kill him! After all, he still has 50 years of lifespan left. We can't give him any chances! "

"Patriarch, aren't you afraid of offending the Mahayana Patriarch behind him?"

The sect elder frowned. "Back then, the six Conjoint Body Mighty Figures surrounded and killed Araki Takeshi and were already on bad terms with him. Now that you're attacking again, there's probably no room for negotiation between you and Araki Takeshi."

"Humph!"

The Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect sneered, "Elder Sun, you're too cowardly! I'm attacking this time round because it's perfectly justifiable. Even the Mahayana Patriarch behind Araki Takeshi can't vent his anger on me! "

"Araki Takeshi is still at the Void Reversion realm right now. This time round, I'm sending a Void Reversion cultivator of the sect to challenge him openly. This can't be considered as bullying the weak!"

The sect elder shook his head in silence.

Although he was an elder of the Dragon Tiger Sect, he thought to himself that the other party was vicious.

Although Araki Takeshi was indeed at the Void Reversion realm, he was already 4,950 years old. His lifespan was almost up and his blood qi was waning – he had almost no combat strength left.

Right now, any random Void Reversion would be able to kill him!

This was an open scheme!

"Araki Takeshi is at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley and has 50 years of lifespan left. I don't think he'll come out again."

The Dragon Tiger Sect elder shook his head. "I'm afraid you won't have the chance even if you have the intention."

"I won't force this matter,"

The Patriarch of the Dragon Tiger Sect waved it off. "If there's no chance, forget it. I can't possibly head to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley to kill someone."



Bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.

Su Zimo returned to the familiar courtyard.

Monk Yuan Bei had been waiting there for a long time.

The two old men exchanged glances.

Suddenly, Su Zimo laughed.

He looked like he was in a worse state than Monk Yuan Bei!

This proved that at the very least, Monk Yuan Bei had more than 50 years of lifespan left.

However, Monk Yuan Bei could not smile when he looked at Su Zimo's smile.

"You must be tired. Go and have a good sleep."

Monk Yuan Bei sighed gently.

"Alright,"

Su Zimo nodded in agreement.

All these years, he had never rested.

Even though he was exhausted from his deductions in the stone statue cemetery, he merely took a short nap.

Now that he was back at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley and was relieved of all his worries, he could finally have a good night's sleep.

The moment Su Zimo entered the main hall, he collapsed onto the ground and his breathing was deep and steady.

Monk Yuan Bei turned around and returned to the cemetery in the backyard.

The red-headed ghost grinned with a smug expression. "This is fate. Once this lad's true body, Qinglian, dies, he'll be a member of the Dragons from now on!"

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