"Doesn't that mean I'm invincible if I leave the Dragon Gate safely?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"I won't give you all my cultivation. I don't remember exactly how it's converted. What do you think? I didn't lie to you, did I? Dragon Master Shepard is the best of the best! "Mr. Koi bragged.
"If that's the case, Dragon Master Shepard does have a great advantage in the Dragon Gate," Zhu Minglang nodded.
"Dragon Master Shepard has a lot of room to grow. With enough resources, he can easily defeat any God or mortal. It's hard for him to do that in his original world due to the lack of resources, but in the Dragon Gate, time flies. There's plenty of spiritual energy, no bottlenecks, no Dragon Tribulations … It's a paradise for Dragon Master Shepard! "Mr. Koi said.
"Alright," Zhu Minglang said.
"You have enough spiritual rice now. Go further away. God must have a plan for you. You're the Chosen One," Mr. Koi said.
There were still some lost people left in the village.
These people used to be Martial Highnesses, but they were unwilling to leave the Dragon Gate for various reasons. Their souls were too weak to even stand a gust of wind. No one knew what they were waiting for.
The villagers realized what had happened when they saw Zhu Minglang coming back from the woods unscathed. They took the initiative to give him the spiritual rice they had stored.
"You should go higher along the terrain and look at the Heavenly Pillar." A villager who looked like a young man said.
"Sure." Zhu Minglang nodded. He could not help but ask when he saw the young man's calm face, "Don't you hate me for killing the capable people in your village?"
"God has a plan for everyone. A villager is a villager. It's against God's will to become an immortal. It doesn't matter if they're eaten by a Demon God or eliminated by someone stronger. It's their own choice," the young man said calmly.
"Perhaps God's original intention is for everyone to compete with each other and for the strong to stay strong?" Zhu Minglang said casually.
"This is your interpretation of God's will after everything you've experienced since you were born. It's the same for me … Try not to provoke the mutated beasts of the Dragon Gate. They're the real residents here." The young man gave Zhu Minglang a small piece of advice.
…
They walked along the mountain towards the Sky Supporting Peak that towered into the clouds.
The Heaven Supporting Peak seemed to be on the other side of the mountain, but when you went over the mountains, you would find that the Heaven Supporting Peak was still on the horizon.
As Zhu Minglang approached this towering mountain, he realized that this mountain was actually extremely majestic. It seemed to occupy half of the sky in front of him, and its height was so high that he could only see the clouds but not the mountainside. When Zhu Minglang raised his head, he felt an inexplicable sense of fear and reverence.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
While stepping on his flying sword, Zhu Minglang did not notice that there was someone behind him.
He stopped and stood between a large mass of violent thunderclouds and a mountain peak. His eyes were fixed on a woman who was chasing after him.
What surprised Zhu Minglang was that the other party was also flying on a sword. She was wearing a rarely-seen jade dress, and her hair was coiled up elegantly, revealing her delicate white neck.
A fairy maiden!
Zhu Minglang was a little emotional. He was indeed a handsome man. Regardless of whether he was outside or in the Dragon Gate, he could easily attract Celestial Immortals!
"Miss, what's the matter?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Something happened to me when I entered the Dragon Gate, and my cultivation has been damaged. Not long ago, I passed by a village, and the villagers told me that all the spirit rice had been given to a Swordsman, so I hurriedly chased after him …" said the Swordsman maiden.
Zhu Minglang smiled when he saw that the Swordsman maiden was hesitant to speak the second half of her sentence, but still insisted on standing in front of him, "You want me to share some with you, right?"
"That's right. Fellow Daoist, you have an auspicious aura around you. I don't think you're a cunning person. If you can share some with me to maintain my cultivation, I'll be sure to thank you greatly in the future," the Swordsman maiden bowed seriously, showing her sincerity.
Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she looked reserved and nervous. Her eyelids were drooping, as if she would never ask for help if she had no other choice.
Zhu Minglang carefully observed her. He had to admit that she was indeed very beautiful, and that she was a fairy maiden who had lost her soul. He put on a gentleman's face and said, "I'm sorry, I was injured during the battle with the Demon God, and I've used up all the spirit rice. I don't have much on me right now. If you really think I'm a reliable person, we can work together to slay a strange beast while our cultivation is still stable."
"Don't you still have …" Mr. Koi subconsciously wanted to say something.
Zhu Minglang waved his hand and slapped Mr. Koi to the side like he was swatting away a fly. However, he still wore a sincere smile on his face.
"If that's the case, I won't bother you any longer," the Swordsman maiden was a little disappointed. She bowed politely and left quietly.
Zhu Minglang returned the gesture and calmly watched her leave.
…
"Are you an idiot? Those who can enter the Dragon Gate are either Fairies or Goddesses. At the very least, they're the descendants of Fairies or Gods. She's in dire straits and needs help right now. If you lend her a hand now, she might even repay you with her body in the future. If you think she's not as pretty as your wives, it's fine to form a good relationship with her. If she's a Goddess in the Heavens, she might even be able to protect you in the future!" Mr. Koi said unhappily.
"The Dragon Gate suppresses and reduces the cultivation of its members. It means the Dragon Gate is not only testing the Chosen Ones' ability to survive in a new environment, but it's also forcing the Chosen Ones to fight against one another. Isn't it stupid of me to give the rare spirit rice to her before figuring out if she's really in dire straits, or if she's just trying to trick people into giving her the spirit rice? Once she recovers her cultivation, she can easily kill me with her powerful Mystical Skills, and I'll become one of those Lost Ones, "Zhu Minglang snapped at Mr. Koi.
"She's so pretty. She won't harm you," Mr. Koi said.
"You old pervert. You're not a decent person," Zhu Minglang rolled his eyes and ignored Mr. Koi.
Even if he was a benevolent cultivator who enjoyed helping others, he still had to consider all the possibilities that might happen.
Perhaps Zhu Minglang had trained his state of mind in the Realm of Foresight. He was now more cautious and considered everything thoroughly. He knew that the consequences of taking a wrong step were unimaginable!
…
The sun and moon alternated too quickly in the Dragon Gate. Zhu Minglang had consumed a third of his spirit rice very quickly.
However, the Heavenly Peak was still very far away. It was impossible for the spirit rice to support him there. He had to find another way to obtain the spirit rice.
As Zhu Minglang continued to fly on his sword, he noticed that the mountain was damaged when he passed by it.
After flying for a while, Zhu Minglang saw countless cracks appearing on the ground of the mountain under his feet. It was as if some terrifying force had torn the ground apart several times, extending for hundreds of miles.
Zhu Minglang followed this frightening scene and chased for a distance. Very quickly, the world was filled with raging rain. The rain came down in torrents. At times, it was mixed with strong winds that were strong enough to lift up the earth. At times, it was as turbulent as the Milky Way, with thunder and lightning!
What a powerful aura!
Which god was fighting here?
Zhu Minglang passed through these terrifying forces and soon found the source of the battle in a forest of stone.
On the vast cracked ground, hundreds of green immortal swords were dancing wildly in the huge stone forest. Everywhere they passed, everything was shattered. They even killed all the Rock Forest Immortal Ghosts in the stone forest!
The strength of each Rock Forest Immortal Ghost was not inferior to the Earth Immortal Ghost Zhu Minglang had encountered in the White Robe Sword Sect. What was shocking was that there were hundreds and thousands of them in the stone forest. It was simply a nest of immortal ghosts!
After killing the surrounding Earth Immortal Ghosts, the green immortal swords quickly returned to one place and clustered around a woman in a rainbow-colored dress.
The green sword rays were dazzling and intertwined with each other. They were disorderly and picturesque. They were full of immortal aura, which set off the woman's otherworldly beauty. However, the woman's face was paler than before. Her condition was far less optimistic than before.
"Roar!!!"
The Heaven and Earth trembled. Zhu Minglang's eyes could see the ground suddenly started to churn like a raging wave. Following that, he saw the continuous stretch of ground suddenly supporting itself. It kept rising and extending!
The ground was alive!!
Zhu Minglang could not help but take a deep breath. Luckily, he did not recklessly fall to the ground just now.
The ground came to life. It was none other than the Earth Immortal Ghost whose cultivation level was close to that of a god. The uneven ground was actually its broad back, and the densely-packed stone forests were just the lumps and spikes on its back!
The Earth Immortal Ghost's head was almost touching the clouds. It raised its hand and slapped at the Heavenly Maiden who was as tiny as a mosquito egg on the ground. The scene of a landslide was terrifying!
The Swordsman Fairy was quite strong. She unleashed the hundreds of green immortal swords around her again. Each immortal sword was spinning and formed countless rings of sword aura slashing at the rock palm and the Earth Immortal Ghost!
"This Swordsman Fairy is quite strong. Luckily, I didn't attack her when she said her cultivation was declining. Otherwise, I would have been beaten back to my original state," Zhu Minglang murmured.
"Huh?" Mr. Koi had a look of disbelief on his face. He widened his fish eyes and said, "You were even planning to use underhanded means. How could you harbor such evil intentions in the face of a celestial immortal? Are you still human?"
"Mr. Koi, if you think beauty is justice, you should agree that I'm doing the right thing," Zhu Minglang said.
"I'll show you what a carp is saying. He … te! "
"How disrespectful of an old man!"
"I have a lifespan of ten thousand years. Even if I've lived for two thousand years, I'm still in my youth!" Mr. Koi said righteously.
After exchanging insults with Mr. Koi for a while, Zhu Minglang noticed that the Swordsman Fairy was on the verge of collapsing.
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