Demoness Ji said, "Of course, if you're considering joining the fiend sects, you won't have to worry about such things. Be it at Foundation Establishment or Jin Dan realm, the fiend sects have the ability to send you into the ancient battlefield. It all depends on how many opportunities you can obtain inside and whether you can return alive. "
Su Zimo shook his head and chuckled.
Demoness Ji had gone through a lot of trouble to come back and invite him to join the fiend sects.
When she saw Su Zimo's reaction, she knew the outcome and was not disappointed. Shrugging her shoulders, she said, "It's fine. If you change your mind, you can come to the fiend sects at any time."
Su Zimo nodded.
She continued, "However, I have to remind you that although there are many opportunities in the ancient battlefield, there are great dangers as well. Some of them come from the ancient battlefield itself, while others come from other cultivators. "
"Although you've defeated the fiend heirs, you have to know that it was because of the existence of the ancient spirit lock formation that they could not unleash their full strength."
Su Zimo was well aware of that.
If not for the ancient spirit lock formation, he would not have been a match for the fiend heirs.
According to Su Zimo's conjecture, the fiend heirs, including Demoness Ji, had unlocked at least four spirit meridians!
"The ancient battlefield is the true clash of the Foundation Establishment geniuses of Tianhuang Mainland. The world outside of the Great Zhou Dynasty is way too vast and there are many unknown places and unknown experts!"
"You might encounter legacy disciples of the nine immortal sects inside."
"There are top spirit demons from the eight demon regions. Most of them are mutated ferocious beasts with extraordinary bloodlines and powerful strength."
"There are also the seven fiend sects, six Buddhist monasteries … four unorthodox groups, three aristocratic families and legacy disciples of the various top factions of Tianhuang Mainland. All of them are peerless paragons."
When he heard that, Su Zimo suddenly frowned.
When Demoness Ji mentioned the six Buddhist monasteries and four unorthodox groups, she paused for a moment, as though she had reservations.
Immortal sects, demons, fiend sects, Buddhist monasteries, unorthodox groups and aristocratic families … each of them sounded like a faction that had a long history.
According to the deductions of the Nine Immortal Sects, the Eight Demon Regions, and the Seven Demonic Sects, there should be another sect between the Six Buddhist Monasteries and the Four Unorthodox Groups.
Right then, Demoness Ji said, "With so many geniuses gathered in the ancient battlefield, less than 30% of them will be able to make it out alive a year later!"
Su Zimo was shocked.
This number was completely beyond his expectations.
This meant that more than half of them would die in the Primordial Battlefield!
She looked at Su Zimo and said, "To be fair, your melee combat strength is indeed strong. However, given your current strength, your chances of survival in the ancient battlefield are zero."
Su Zimo did not refute.
He trusted Demoness Ji's judgment.
However, this sentence did not affect Su Zimo's confidence.
There were still three years until the Sect Competition. To Su Zimo, there was enough time to raise his strength by a large margin!
Right now, Su Zimo had attained greater mastery of the Marrow Cleansing section.
Within three years, as long as Su Zimo attained greater mastery of the Organs Refinement section, he believed that there would not be many people who could match him in melee combat.
If he attained greater mastery of Orifice Clearing, Su Zimo was confident that he could sweep through anyone below Jin Dan in melee combat!
In terms of immortality cultivation, Su Zimo was now at mid-stage Foundation Establishment. With Ethereal Foundation Establishment as his foundation, he should be able to reach perfected Foundation Establishment within three years.
After unlocking a few spirit meridians, coupled with secret skills such as his sword formation, Fiend Suppression Seal and Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra, Su Zimo might not be able to dominate and suppress geniuses in the ancient battlefield. However, it should not be an issue for him to protect himself.
"Since you're unwilling to join the fiend sects, I won't bother you here," Demoness Ji looked at Su Zimo and said with a smile.
Su Zimo asked, "You're leaving?"
"Yes …"
Demoness Ji nodded before turning to look at Su Zimo with a fake smile. "Why? You can't bear to part with me?"
"No, I just wanted to say that if you're leaving, hurry up …"
"Humph!"
Demoness Ji stomped on Su Zimo's foot heavily and raised her chin smugly before turning to leave.
Halfway through, she suddenly turned back and declared, "Hey, if you see my sister, don't tell her that I'm from the fiend sects."
"That might not be the case,"
Su Zimo scoffed coldly and turned to leave as well.
He had barely taken a few steps when Demoness Ji's slightly aggrieved voice sounded, "If you tell anyone, I'll tell my sister that you bullied me in the coffin …"
Su Zimo's legs turned to jelly and he nearly fell.
"That damned lass!"
Su Zimo's mouth twitched as he cursed internally.
"Hurry, let's go!"
Su Zimo waved it off hurriedly without turning back.
Demoness Ji pursed her lips into a smile and her fragrance dissipated with the wind.
…
In the following period of time, Su Zimo was not in a hurry to leave and return to the sect. Instead, he continued to stay in the palace. When he had nothing to do, he would accompany his brother, Su Hong, to drink and chat – it was quite a comfortable life.
A month later, Su Zimo was prepared to leave the capital.
To be fair, there were few cultivators like Su Zimo who would take the time to return home and spend time with their families.
Furthermore, he would be staying for more than a month.
Most cultivators would choose to sever their ties with the mortal world right away.
It wasn't because they were heartless and cold, but because they knew that this day would come sooner or later.
The earlier they severed their ties with the mortal world, the earlier they severed their ties with the mortal world – it was beneficial for their cultivation.
Su Zimo understood that logic as well.
However, he could not do it.
Before they parted, Su Hong sent Su Zimo out of the city before stopping in his tracks and reminding, "Zimo, if you don't have time, don't rush back. You don't have to worry about me."
Even though he said that, there was still a hint of reluctance in the depths of Su Hong's eyes.
"I can't help you much. You're alone outside. Take care of yourself."
Su Zimo looked at his brother's head of white hair and pursed his lips in silence, feeling terrible.
In the cultivation world, the most precious elixirs were those that could increase one's lifespan.
There was a price but no supply.
After a few decades, they would have to part in life and death.
Su Zimo did not dare to think about it.
As though he recalled something, Su Hong said hurriedly, "Zimo, if there's a chance, go and see Xiaoning and see if she's doing well in recent years. Xiaoning has a soft personality. Even if she's wronged, she'll probably keep it to herself and not say it out. "
"Alright."
"T-There's nothing else," Su Hong's gaze lowered as he murmured softly.
…
"Brother, take care."
After a long silence, Su Zimo finally spoke with a slightly hoarse voice.
"Let's go, let's go!"
Su Hong turned around and waved his hands.
"Second Young Master, y-you take care too!"
Uncle Zheng stood on the spot, his voice trembling as tears streamed down his old face.
When the Su family was in trouble, Su Zimo and Su Xiaoning were still young and Uncle Zheng had practically raised them bit by bit.
In Uncle Zheng's eyes, Su Zimo was his own child.
He was already old and did not know if he would be able to see Su Zimo the next time. This might be their final farewell.
As though he sensed something, Su Zimo suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to face Uncle Zheng. Pursing his lips, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times solemnly.
Four years ago, Perfected Being Cang Lang's immortal might did not crush that young man's spine or make him bend his knees.
Four years later, Su Zimo knelt down in front of an old man with white hair and beard, kowtowing to bid farewell.
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