"That strange power can help me break through to the ninth level?" Ling Xian squinted his eyes.
"Yes. However, the prerequisite is that you must be able to break through the limits of the human body."
Luo Xin Jie nodded softly, "That is not something you can do easily. Even if I teach you the techniques of the Passionless Palace, you might not be able to reach the peak of the world."
Hearing this, Ling Xian fell into silence.
No matter how weak a world is, it is extremely difficult to reach the peak. Especially when you have to start from scratch, it is as difficult as climbing up to the sky.
"Where is the Passionless Palace?"
Ling Xian squinted his eyes. Now that he has lost all of his strength, he must find a House or a Master.
Or else it will be hard for him to learn martial arts and settle down.
"The Passionless Palace only accepts women, and they must be beautiful women." Luo Xin Jie smiled, "If you want to be a woman, I can help you."
"Whatever." Ling Xian shook his head, "Other than the Passionless Palace, are there any other Houses?"
"Of course there are."
Luo Xin Jie nodded, "There are 21 forces in that world. Five Clans, seven Houses, and nine Hidden Realms. The Passionless Palace is one of them."
"Which force is suitable for me?"
Ling Xian asked humbly. Now that he has lost all of his strength and this is a real world, if he doesn't prepare himself, he may die the moment he enters.
"The Temple of Pudu is not bad. Compared to other forces, it is easier to join."
Luo Xin Jie teased, "I have to shave and I have to follow the rules."
"Never mind being a monk." Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Then the Temple of Longevity. I don't need to shave and I can still cultivate." Luo Xin Jie teased.
"It's either a monk or a Daoist. Are there any Houses with a lot of women?" Ling Xian smiled.
"There is a House called the Joy House. Not only do they have a lot of women, but they also allow you to cultivate with them."
Luo Xin Jie glared at Ling Xian, "But if you dare to enter, I will castrate you."
"I was joking." Ling Xian smiled, "Okay, let's stop joking. Which House is suitable for me?"
"None of the sects are suitable for you. However, there is a martial art that is very suitable for you."
Luo Xin Jie's lips quivered, "This Qi is called Fortune. It is extremely difficult to cultivate. Legend has it that if one can cultivate it to the highest level, breaking through space is as easy as flipping one's hand."
"Oh?"
Ling Xian's interest was piqued. The reason he went to that world was to break through to the ninth level. Naturally, he was interested in a technique that could help him break through to the ninth level.
"Cultivation methods of the Art of Creation can be found everywhere. They are even sold in stalls. You don't have to worry about not being able to learn them."
Luo Xin Jie smiled, "As for whether or not you can prove the legend and break through the void, it will depend on your capabilities."
"Why do I feel like this is a trap?" Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to break through to the ninth level, he wouldn't have gone back to that world and started all over again.
"Trust me, I will not trick you." Luo Xin Jie smiled.
"Your promise makes me even more worried." Ling Xian softly sighed.
"You have no conscience. Why would I trick you?" Luo Xin Jie glared at Ling Xian, "Less bullsh * t. Are you coming or not?"
"Of course I am going. Without luck, I may not be able to break through to the ninth level even if I train for hundreds of years."
"What I lack the most is time."
Ling Xian softly sighed. The ancestor was about to be born. No matter how dangerous it is, he had to fight.
"You speak as if you are about to die."
Luo Xin Jie rolled her eyes, "Let's go. I will take you to that world."
"Wait a moment." Ling Xian smiled and took out a Thousand Mile Crane from his storage pouch.
Then, he wrote down his farewell message on a spiritual paper and ordered the crane to fly towards the dragon kind.
"Hehe, who is this message for? Could it be the princess?"
Luo Xin Jie chuckled, "I heard that you have an ambiguous relationship with her."
"Don't talk nonsense. I am saying goodbye to the Dragon King." Ling Xian shook his head. He was friends with the Dragon King, how could he leave without saying goodbye?
"If the Dragon King finds out, then the princess will find out as well." Luo Xin Jie teased, "Aren't you afraid that she will be mad if you don't say goodbye in person?"
"Alright, let's go." Ling Xian chuckled and followed behind Luo Xin Jie towards that world.
…..
Just as Ling Xian was about to leave the planet, the leaders of the seven kinds gathered at the dragon kind to discuss the banquet.
The reason why they wanted to host a banquet was because the spirits of the planet wanted to worship Ling Xian. The leaders of the seven kinds also wanted to formally thank him.
"We cannot ignore the request of the spirits of the planet. We must host this banquet."
"That's right. You have the right to be worshipped by the spirits of the planet."
"The real phoenixes have no objections. We only have one request. The location of the banquet must be at the real phoenixes' territory."
"The real phoenixes' territory is so small. How can you hold all the spirits of the planet? Plus, you are the closest to the white tiger kind. The banquet naturally has to be held there. "
"What did you say, stupid tiger? You want to fight? "
"You dare to be so arrogant? You think I'm afraid of you? "
The phoenix leader and the leader of the white tiger kind glared at each other. They were about to fight each other.
"Can the two of you stop?"
The Dragon King's head hurt, "If you want to fight, then fight outside after we discuss it."
"None of your business."
The phoenix leader coldly snickered, "Stupid tiger, if you don't apologize today, then don't blame me for beating you up."
"You sure talk big. You are just a stupid chicken and you dare to act so presumptuously before me?" The leader of the white tiger kind said in disdain.
"Who are you calling a stupid chicken?" The phoenix leader was furious.
"Who are you calling a stupid tiger?" The leader of the white tiger kind snickered.
"I am calling you names. What can you do about it?" The phoenix leader smiled in disdain.
"I am also calling you names. What can you do about it?"
The leader of the white tiger kind hissed. His tongue twister made the Dragon King's head hurt.
The other leaders were having a headache as well.
The phoenix kind and the tiger kind were enemies. Only when the Planet of Fiends was on the brink of death would the leader of the white tiger kind and the phoenix leader not fight.
At this moment, a thousand-mile crane flew into the meeting hall in a wobbly manner.
Then, a spiritual paper landed before the Dragon King.
There was only one simple sentence on it: I am leaving. Please tell the leader of the white tiger kind and Feng Jiu Ge that it was signed with Ling Xian's name.
At this, the Dragon King softly sighed, "Alright, there is no need for you two to fight anymore."
"What do you mean?" The leader of the white tiger kind frowned.
"Ling Xian has left. There is no need to hold this banquet." The Dragon King waved his hand and the spiritual paper landed before the leader of the white tiger kind.
At this, the leader of the white tiger kind sighed, a little disappointed.
"I haven't thanked him yet."
"Yeah, I can't believe he left just like that."
"I wonder when we will see each other again."
The Sovereigns of the royal families sighed one after another, feeling somewhat disappointed.
"Oh well, let's go." The Dragon King waved his hand, his interest waning.
"I will deal with you next time." The leader of the white tiger kind hissed and left.
The other leaders left one after another as well.
"I hope Wu Shuang won't be sad." The Dragon King rubbed his temples, feeling a headache.
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