The night was as dark as ink and the moon hung high in the sky.
On top of the mountain peak, Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back. Like an immortal, his demeanor was out of this world and out of this world.
However, his brows were tightly knitted together. It was obvious that he was very worried right now.
What could he not be worried about? Once an eighth leveled cultivator enters the battle, the situation will become even more serious. It may even escalate to the last moment.
After all, in this declining era, the Eighth Realm was almost the peak.
Therefore, if an eighth leveled cultivator enters the battle, it means the war has entered its final phase.
"If it really comes to that, with my current capabilities, I cannot help." Ling Xian softly sighed, feeling helpless.
He has only been cultivating for 200 years. To have achieved this much was already shocking enough. However, he was merely in the intermediate stage of the Reasoning Realm and could not fight against the real powerhouses.
Therefore, Ling Xian felt somewhat helpless. However, he did not want to give up.
For himself, for the entire universe, he had to give it his all. Otherwise, he would inevitably feel a little guilty.
At this moment, Ling Xian frowned and thought about how to get out of this.
After some time, he remembered the giant mountain in the Mountain of Beasts.
Back then, Ling Xian came to the Mountain of Beasts for the Fruit of Daos. There, he saw an immeasurably deep mountain.
Based on his speculation, that mountain was about to turn into a spiritual kind. It was also of the eighth level and would be a great help.
"If I can ask it to help, then it will be a good thing. At the very least, it will increase my chances of winning." Ling Xian smiled and made up his mind.
Though the eighth leveled cultivator hasn't appeared yet, it will happen sooner or later. He had to prepare early.
"I promised Ju Shan that if the Fruit of Daos revives, I will return half of it. Using this opportunity, it will probably agree. "
Ling Xian softly grinned. He materialized the Winged Blitz and headed towards the Mountain of Beasts.
Half a month later, he landed at the Mountain of Beasts. The moment he landed, he was attacked.
However, before the attack could even get close, it automatically disappeared.
Then, countless mountain peaks parted to the side, creating a path for Ling Xian.
"You recognize me …" Ling Xian softly grinned. Then, he marched forward in giant steps and headed deeper into the Forest of Beasts.
After some time, he saw the immeasurably deep mountain.
"I can smell the aura of the Holy Fruit. Human, did you revive it?"
Ju Shan spoke in the human language. Although he sounded calm, he could not hide his excitement.
"Not bad." Ling Xian nodded with a smile. The Spiritual Fruit of the Dao appeared. Instantly, the Qi of the Dao filled the air and engulfed the entire forest.
This excited the giant mountain, and so did all the other peaks.
To them, the Dao Spirit Fruit was not an inanimate object but their mother.
If it wasn't for its miraculous ability, they would have remained as mountains their entire lives, unable to develop intelligence.
Therefore, when they saw the resurrected Daoist Fruit, all the mountain peaks were beyond excited.
"Hahaha, good, good."
Ju Shan threw his head back and laughed maniacally, staring at the Dao Spirit Fruit. Other than respect, there was only joy.
"Fortunately, I did not disappoint you. Now, I will give you half of the Spiritual Fruit." Ling Xian grinned. Then, he divided the Spiritual Fruit in half.
Half of it was put back into the storage pouch while the other half floated in midair. It was still as bright as the sun and filled with Daoist Rhymes.
This made everyone's hearts ache, but they didn't complain at all. All they felt was gratitude.
Because not only did Ling Xian revive the Fruit of Dao, he also fulfilled his promise!
"Thank you, the Forest of Demons will never forget your kindness." Ju Shan said in a low voice. His voice was powerful and powerful.
"I was waiting for you to say that."
Ling Xian silently smiled and paid his respect, "Senior, I have a favor to ask."
"Please speak. As long as I can do it, I will not say no." Ju Shan said in a low voice.
"I wonder if you know about the demonic house's desire to conquer the continent?" Ling Xian asked.
"I have heard a little about it. But, it has nothing to do with the Forest of Demons."
Ju Shan said, "No matter who is in charge of this continent, the Forest of Demons has an extraordinary status. Nobody will invade us."
"That's true. With a powerhouse of the eighth level, even if the demonic house rules the continent, they won't provoke the Forest of Demons."
Ling Xian nodded softly and stared straight at the giant mountain. His gaze was as sharp as a sword, "But, as a part of the Black Tortoise Continent, shouldn't you do something?"
"I shouldn't and I don't want to."
"If I die in battle, the Forest of Demons will be finished."
"But, if you ask me, I will go."
Ju Shan smiled. He was merely a monster born from the Fruit of Daoism and had no sense of belonging to the Black Tortoise Continent. To help was because he was loyal. To not help was natural.
But to give Ling Xian face, he chose to help.
"With your words, I no longer have to worry." Ling Xian smiled and sighed in relief.
No matter what the giant mountain's reason was, as long as he agreed, it was good.
"But, I cannot help right now."
Ju Shan said, "I have yet to completely transform into an elfin. I can only stay in the Forest of Demons and cannot move."
Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned.
He could wait, but war cannot. If Ju Shan cannot help in time, then this trip would be meaningless.
So, he asked, "I wonder how long it will take for you to completely transform into an elfin?"
"If this was before, it would take at least a few decades."
Ju Shan smiled, "But with the Fruit of Daoism, it will take about two to three years."
"Two to three years …" Ling Xian's brows relaxed and he sighed in relief.
This amount of time was acceptable. Even if an eighth leveled cultivator appears tomorrow, the alliance can defend for a few years.
He didn't believe that Ju Shan was the only eighth leveled cultivator in the entire Black Tortoise Continent. At the very least, the five clans must have eighth leveled cultivators. It's just that they won't show themselves unless it's absolutely necessary.
Once an eighth leveled demon appears, the God Emperor Clans will be the first to attack. When that happens, they will have no choice but to show themselves.
"Then please hurry up. The situation is very serious." Ling Xian said in a low voice.
"Don't worry. To give you face, I will join the war." Ju Shan responded in a serious tone.
"Thank you, senior." Ling Xian grinned, "When you completely transform into an elfin, please come to the Valley of Qing Yun. I will wait for you there."
"I will remember. Don't worry." Ju Shan nodded.
At this, Ling Xian didn't say anything else. He paid his respect to Ju Shan and left.
A month later, he arrived at the Vast Snow Mountain to see Zhong Lingyue.
This woman's cultivation level was something Ling Xian couldn't see through. Even if she wasn't of the eighth level, she wasn't far from it.
Therefore, he wanted to try and see if he can ask this woman to join the war.
"There's no need to report. I will just enter."
Ling Xian thought about it. To save time, he chose to sneak in.
With his cultivation level today, sneaking into the main peak was a piece of cake. No matter how many inhibition spells there were, they couldn't stop him.
Therefore, Ling Xian silently arrived at Zhong Lingyue's residence. Then, he saw a slender hand.
It appeared weak and weak, but it was actually aggressive and dominating. Even a mountain would be crushed into pieces.
"It's not a good idea to attack the moment we meet."
Ling Xian was helpless. He used the Heaven Severing Fifth Finger to stop this palm.
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