Seeing this, the Great Venerable's eyes dimmed, and there was a hint of disappointment.
However, he was puzzled. What kind of cultivation art did Wutian practice to be able to refine his body to such a level?
Glancing at Wutian, the Great Venerable continued, "Although we are not true body cultivators, the strength of our bodies is dozens of times stronger than an ordinary person, and the same goes for the Primordial Spirit. Therefore, no one in the world can withstand it with their body, and all of them will explode and die. Until I saw you, I finally saw hope!"
"That's why you saved us from the Bibo Mountain!" Wutian said expressionlessly.
The Great Venerable nodded and said, "However, after seeing how dependent Shishi is on you, I'm not sure if it's the right thing to do. If you disappear and she finds out that I'm the one who did it, will she hate me for the rest of her life?"
"You're hesitating!"
"Yes, I'm hesitating. However, if I really give up, the Asura Palace will face its greatest crisis in history. Moreover, none of your friends will be able to walk out of the Asura Palace alive. "The Great Venerable said.
Wutian said calmly, "Therefore, you still want to attack me!"
The Great Venerable nodded.
Wutian raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Are you not afraid of following in the footsteps of Kong Lingzi's remnant soul?"
The Great Venerable said disdainfully, "She's only a remnant soul. If it wasn't for the fact that her remnant soul was tempered by lightning and possessed a trace of Heaven's Might, which made the Palace Master drool, I would have destroyed her long ago."
"So that's how it is!"
Wutian suddenly understood. It turned out that the Palace Master of the Asura Palace wanted to devour Kong Lingzi's remnant soul, which was why the Great Venerable sent Di Tian to the Yan Sect to gather information.
"I know your character, and I know that you have the ability to destroy a remnant soul. However, the Palace Master is not just a remnant soul, but an entire Primordial Spirit. It's not as weak as you think. Furthermore, I won't force you. When the time comes, you'll be willing to give up your body!" The Great Venerable's voice sounded again.
"Is that so?" Wutian did not express his opinion, and left without looking back.
The Great Venerable said, "Wait!"
"I don't think there's anything else for us to talk about!" Wutian said without turning his head.
"Don't you want to know why I'm so sure?"
"Not interested!" Wutian still did not turn around.
The Great Venerable smiled and waved his hand. A ripple appeared in the void and a beautiful woman in white walked out from it.
The Great Venerable said to the woman: "Second sister, in the next few years, no matter where Wutian goes, you will accompany him."
The beautiful woman smiled and nodded.
"This can be considered as monitoring me!" Wutian turned around and coldly stared at the Great Venerable with an indescribable light in his eyes.
Facing this gaze, the Great Venerable didn't know why, but he didn't dare to look directly at it. He was shocked. How could a mere Channel Opening Stage youth have such a powerful aura?
The Great Martial Highness frowned as he waved his hand and said, "Leave now!"
Wutian turned around, ignoring the beautiful woman, and walked out alone.
Looking at his small back, the beautiful woman was quite surprised. He was able to remain calm and fearless in front of her big brother. This kind of person had never appeared before. He was really courageous.
"Big brother, goodbye!"
Withdrawing her gaze, the beautiful woman bowed to the Great Venerable and turned around to leave.
"Brother, are you alright?"
When Wutian walked out of the hall, the little girl immediately jumped on him and asked with concern.
"I'm fine. Let's go back and barbecue. Look at you, you're drooling like a little kitten!" Wutian pinched the little girl's nose and said with a smile. He looked relaxed as if he didn't feel the slightest pressure from the Great Venerable's words.
When the little girl saw the beautiful woman, she wasn't as cold as when facing the Great Venerable. She said with a smile: "Auntie, do you also want to come?"
"I haven't seen Shishi for many years. Auntie naturally wants to accompany you!" The beautiful woman was dignified and elegant. Her tone was gentle as she looked at Shishi with eyes full of love.
"Yay!"
The little girl cheered as she landed on the ground. She was in high spirits and was like a beautiful butterfly as she danced gracefully, provoking others to love her tenderly!
"Brother, let Shishi tell you. Auntie was very nice to me when I was young. Compared to that smelly father of mine, she was a few times better, a few dozen times better, a few hundred times better …"
Accompanied by the little girl's joyful voice, the three gradually disappeared from this place.
Inside the Great Venerable's hall.
The Great Venerable sat back on the golden throne and looked into the void, saying: "Come out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the space in the hall suddenly began to tremble. Following that, ten figures walked out from within.
There were men and women, old and young, but all of them had a majestic aura and unfathomable strength.
"You all saw it. Do you have any objections?"
The Great Venerable's aura slowly spread out. His eyes were like lightning as he glanced at the ten people. If it was an ordinary person, they would have knelt down to worship him. However, the ten people below all had calm expressions and weren't affected at all.
It was obvious that these ten people weren't ordinary people. Their strength wasn't much weaker than the Great Venerable.
"Wutian is indeed a good choice. However, he hasn't reached the pinnacle of the Channel Opening Stage and the perfect stage. I'm afraid he'll have to wait for some time."
The one who spoke was an old man with a sage-like demeanor. He wore white clothes and had a snow-white beard that reached his chest. His white hair moved without wind. A faint light rain rose from his body and a kind of elegant aura was emitted from his body.
"Twelve has no objections. What about you all?"
The Great Venerable played with a golden bead on the armrest of the throne. He glanced at the old man before looking at the others.
"If he reaches the pinnacle of the pinnacle before the Absolute Yin Ruins opens, I won't have any objections either!" A twenty-five-year-old woman in colorful clothes said.
"Eleventh Sister, do you think reaching the pinnacle of the pinnacle is easy? If it wasn't for the Desolate Heavenly Scorpion Spirit Embryo, how could Wutian break through the pinnacle of the Shedding Stage? "
This was a middle-aged man in black clothes. His appearance was extremely similar to the Great Venerable. Especially his eyes, which were deep and sharp as if they were carved from the same mold. However, there was a five-inch long scar on his face. It was like a centipede that wriggled as he spoke. It was extremely frightening.
The woman in colorful clothes smiled and said, "Third Brother, Wutian's physical body broke through to the perfect stage of the Shedding Stage. It seems like he didn't rely on any treasure. How do you explain this? Or is it that Third Brother's ambition hasn't been extinguished, so you don't want the Palace Master to be revived? "
"Eleventh Sister, you're going overboard!" The Third Venerable's face darkened as he said.
"Whether it's overboard or not, everyone knows in their hearts!" The woman in colorful clothes smiled and glanced at the others one by one. She said, "Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother … Tenth Brother, what do you think?"
The faces of the people who were mentioned sank and they remained silent.
The Third Venerable frowned and his eyes flickered. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "Alright, we have no objections. However, Big Brother, you have to listen carefully. If Wutian hasn't broken through to the Extreme Stage before the Absolute Yin Ruins opens, and if the Hundred Sect Competition fails like the Battle of the Jade Ripple Mountain, don't blame me for being ruthless."
After saying this, the Third Venerable disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a flash. Then, the Fourth Venerable and the Tenth Venerable left one after another. The hall became quiet.
The woman in colorful clothes said, "Big Brother, are we really going to take action during the Hundred Sect Competition?"
The Great Venerable nodded his head.
The woman in colorful clothes said worriedly, "But Yan Sect has the Empty Spirit Sword. Even if Little Sister, Twelfth Brother, Big Brother and Second Sister work together, we might not be able to win. Moreover, Third Brother and the others will definitely not help. They might even secretly cause trouble and ruin our plan."
"Sister Eleven is right. If we fail, Third Brother will be able to carry out his ambitious plan openly, and we will become his obstacles. At that time, a bloody storm will be unavoidable, and the Asura Palace may even be torn apart!" The Twelfth Brother said worriedly.
"You two can leave first. Let me think about it." The Great Venerable waved his hand tiredly and signaled the two to leave.
"Sigh!"
The woman in colorful clothes and the Twelfth Brother sighed and gradually disappeared in the air.
The Great Venerable leaned against the throne and rubbed his forehead. He felt quite annoyed. Then, he looked at the ceiling of the hall. His eyes were shining brightly as if he could see the sky outside the hall.
"For the safety of the Asura Palace, it seems like I have to invite him to come out earlier."
… …
The Jade Mountain Residence was surrounded by mountains and rivers. It was quiet and elegant.
A hundred zhang away from the courtyard, there was a clear pond. Lotus flowers were blooming in the pond and the fragrance filled the air.
At this moment, among the fragrance, there was a strong aroma of meat, which made people drool. There was also a strong aroma of wine, which made people feel intoxicated.
On a flat ground beside the pond, a bonfire was burning. An unknown demonic beast was placed on top of the bonfire. Its skin and flesh were golden yellow, and its fat was overflowing. The aroma filled the air.
Wutian and Han Tian were sitting on the ground. Each of them was holding a jug of wine in their hands. The aroma of the wine was intoxicating, and their faces were flushed.
On the other side, Little Rascal and Shi Shi were having a great time.
Han Tian tore off a big piece of barbecued meat. While chewing, he looked at the sky in confusion and said, "Wutian, where do you think we should go from now on? The world is so big, where is our real home?"
"Home? Where is home? "Wutian asked himself in his heart.
"Haha, I forgot. You and I are the same. We don't have a home. We don't have any relatives. We are all alone." Han Tian hooked his arm around Wutian's neck, but there was a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"Where are your parents?" Wutian asked. After knowing each other for so long, he had never heard Han Tian talk about his parents.
Hearing this, Han Tian was silent. There was a slight change in his expression.
Suddenly, he picked up the jug of wine and gulped down a few mouthfuls. "Dead. They are all dead. The dead are gone. The living have to live well. Only then can we be worthy of them and make them feel at ease."
Although he said so, Wutian could see the deep pain and longing in his expression. In the depths of his eyes, there was a strong murderous intent. Obviously, the death of his parents was not as simple as he said.
Wutian did not mention it again. Everyone had some sad past. They all had pain that they did not want to touch. They all had scars that they did not want to open.
"Han Tian, what plans do you have, or what wishes do you have?"
Han Tian shook his head and said, "Plans? What other plans can I have? I will take one step at a time. As for my wish, I have to find a wife who loves me. Of course, she has to be very beautiful. Then we will travel the world together. When we are tired, we will live in seclusion in the mountains, have a few babies, and live a happy life together. This is a home, a simple home. "
Then, he added, "At that time, you must be the godfather of my children. Do you understand?"
"A simple home …"
This sentence seemed to touch a heartstring in Wutian's heart. He fell silent. It was not that he did not want to speak, but that he could not speak. He could only whisper softly in his heart.
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