Dan Chenzi supported the heavily injured Li Peiyun, injecting him with blood medicine as they retreated. They were getting closer to the top S-Class from Bosch.
"What should we do?" White Deity frowned, her pretty face slightly pale.
Witnessing the sacrifice of the top S-Class from Thousand Demons Alliance, the faces of Thunder Monarch and the rest were filled with grief, anger, and fear.
Before the appearance of Li Xianyu and the rest of the half-step Supremes, they were the strongest below the Supremes. Very few people could force them into such a difficult situation.
However, their combat power was no longer enough now. The ancient demons had revived, and the experienced Supremes had joined the battle. This was the true battlefield of the Blood Descendants.
"At most, we'll just die." Ape God bared his teeth, two white fangs protruding out of his mouth. He looked like a white-haired zombie.
"We were mentally prepared before we came. However, at this moment," Wu Wu Kai glanced at the corpses of the Thousand Demons Alliance's protectors and said softly, "they are the ones who are truly aware."
Culinary God said calmly, "It's a pity that we can't eat the foreign devil's meat."
Black Deity held his wife's hand. "I shouldn't have let you in. At least one of us could have survived."
White Deity shook her head, took a deep breath, and suppressed her fear. "I'm not pregnant. If I had a child, I definitely wouldn't have come in with you to die. However, since I don't, we can only die together. "
The top S-Classes were talking and cheering each other on.
However, Baker Richardson did not seem to be interested in being persistent with them. He slowly walked toward Li Xianyu. With every step he took, Thunder Monarch and the rest took a step back. Even Li Peiyun and Dan Chenzi were outside. Everyone's bodies were tense, and their minds were strained.
"Li Xianyu, we can talk before those old monsters decide the winner," Baker Richardson said loudly.
Li Xianyu did not reply. He focused on dispersing the flesh and feeding the sword embryo. Qin Ze's condition had improved. Not only did he stop the flesh and blood from eroding, but the sword embryo was also recovering its power. It was already a mature sword embryo.
There were two main reasons why Big Boss was in such a sorry state. Firstly, his physical strength was exhausted and his Qi activity was almost depleted. The sword embryo was like a dried-up riverbed with not a single drop left.
If he couldn't even form a Sword of Qi, how could he resist the flesh matter that invaded his body?
Li Xianyu fed the sword embryo with his Sword Qi in order to replenish his vital energy.
If it was an ordinary person, they would be helpless, but the sword of qi was of the same origin.
The second possibility was that Qing Shi's flesh and blood wasn't ordinary flesh and blood. It was a part of his doppelganger, and it contained a small amount of the Sovereign Lord's authority.
It was equivalent to a miniscule amount of Ancient Fey Remains. Without special means to suppress and digest them, Ancient Fey Remains were highly toxic to Bloodkin and ordinary people.
In a weakened state, Qin Ze, who didn't have as many cheats as Li Xianyu, couldn't rely on his own strength to resist.
"I can kill anyone in this place. The one in front of me, the one behind you, and the one you're healing." Baker Richardson said in a threatening tone, "If you don't want them to die, let's make a deal."
"I don't want you to give me the fruit. I just want to know more information about the fruit. The more, the better."
"Just think of it as stalling for time. If you're willing to tell me, I'll let you stall for time. Otherwise, heh, my Kusanagi hasn't drunk enough blood. "
"Of course, you can also turn back time. That way, everyone will be alive. But do you dare to do that?"
Baker Richardson was well-versed in negotiation techniques. He wouldn't ask Li Xianyu to hand over the fruit right off the bat. That would be forcing him into a corner.
In a desperate situation, people would desperately grab at straws, even if the straws were too weak to save them or just an illusion.
Therefore, Baker Richardson used the information about the fruit as the straw to tempt Li Xianyu.
He knew too little about the fruit. He felt like he had a pie in front of him, but he didn't know how to eat it.
Under such circumstances, obtaining information was the best choice. Only by obtaining enough information could he consider what to do next. Perhaps, he would be able to comprehend a way to seize the fruit.
As for whether the information given by Li Xianyu was true or false, he would have to rely on himself to verify it.
Li Xianyu let go of Qin Ze's hand and retrieved the Sword of Energy. The thick and white Sword of Energy had now become thin and faint.
The sword embryo had finally recovered. The sacrifices of the Guardians hadn't been in vain. After that, Qin Ze would be able to resist flesh and blood on his own. He wouldn't need to stand guard at the side.
"If you had said that earlier, my men wouldn't have died," Li Xianyu said calmly.
"Just now, I really wanted to kill Qin Ze and capture you, but I didn't. I didn't want him to be possessed by Pojun, nor did I want you to successfully save him. "Baker Richardson sneered.
"What do you want to know?" Li Xianyu retrieved the Sword of Energy and looked at Baker Richardson.
Richardson's target had always been him. Although he said that he wanted to talk, he might really mean it. However, as soon as Li Xianyu relaxed, he would definitely attack immediately.
"When will the fruit ripen?" Baker Richardson took a few steps forward calmly.
"I don't know."
"Did you foresee the future and know that we would come in through this entrance?"
"To be precise, I turned back time," Li Xianyu replied.
Baker Richardson wasn't surprised that he had turned back time. Instead, he verified his previous guess.
The fruit had really ripened further. This time, Li Xianyu didn't pay any price and turned back time.
"If that's the case," Baker Richardson glanced at the corpses of the Guardians with his bloodless eye sockets, "why didn't you turn back time to save them?"
Li Xianyu didn't answer him.
"How to take out the fruit." Baker Richardson moved forward for a distance.
Li Xianyu still didn't answer him.
Whoosh!
The air twisted. Baker Richardson stirred up his aura and pounced toward Li Peiyun and the others.
At this moment, Li Xianyu closed his eyes.
Baker Richardson was like a hungry tiger pouncing on sheep. He killed Li Peiyun and Dan Chenzi with swift and fierce methods. He also killed the top S-class warriors of Bosch one after another.
Before Li Xianyu, corpses were strewn all over the ground.
Li Xianyu, who was in midair, looked down at this scene. He looked down at his own body and at Baker Richardson, who was standing before him without any obstacles.
He saw Baker raising his Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi and about to stab it into Qin Ze's chest.
"This is what will happen in the real world after I choose to use my Yin Spirit to leave my body. If I choose to face Baker Richardson head-on, the situation will be different.
"The Yin Spirit's ability to turn back time feels a bit like foreseeing the future. I don't feel a sense of participation. I feel more like a spectator. This is a completely different feeling compared to when I turned back time in Japan.
"Does this mean that the ability to turn back time in the Yin Spirit state is a type of foresight? Something that can be avoided and changed? And when I turn back time in Japan, it can't be changed?
"If it can't be changed, then Choi Hua and the rest will be in danger."
Li Xianyu had long noticed the difference between the two types of backtracking. Therefore, he planned to use a gentler method, the Yin Spirit's ability to change fate.
This was a method that he had suddenly comprehended after treating Qin Ze's injuries.
This was because he could clearly feel that the fruit had ripened further.
Yin Spirit Li Xianyu floated in the air and took a step back. In an instant, the world seemed to have turned into a movie. Time quickly turned back to before Li Peiyun and the rest were killed.
Taking another step back, time turned back to before Enforcer Niu and the rest were killed.
Step by step, step by step.
Bosch's employees left the Pantheon Palace in reverse. The weapons on the vehicles also left the Pantheon Palace in reverse.
The Pantheon Palace fell into a dead silence.
Li Xianyu turned back time step by step. There was no sunrise or sunset in the Pantheon Palace, so he didn't know how long he had turned back.
"If I go back twenty years in one go, I wonder if I can see the scene when the third brother under the moon entered the Pantheon Palace?"
"Perhaps we can unravel what my biological father encountered after entering the Pantheon Palace, and what kind of deal he made with the ice shards?"
This idea was tempting, but he didn't choose to unravel the secret of twenty years ago.
Firstly, he wasn't sure if the fruit could support him for so long. Secondly, he had another purpose for this backtracking.
Li Xianyu left the Pantheon Palace and headed northeast.
It was noon, and the sun hung warmly in the sky. Along the way, Niu Mountain was crowded with people. The grass was dark green, and the leaves were curled up on the branches.
The tourists wore short sleeves and caps to cover the sun.
"How long did I go back?" Li Xianyu was stunned.
Although he couldn't feel the temperature, it was obviously midsummer.
I went back in time, not the future. When we entered the Pantheon Palace, it was clearly April.
Li Xianyu continued to fly northeast. His Yin Spirit was so fast that it wasn't even affected by air resistance.
Soon, Mao Mountain was in sight.
He arrived at the Shangqing Sect in Su Province.
In the distance, Li Xianyu saw a young and carefree Daoist. He held a wine flask in his hand and sat on the steps, chatting with the old Daoist beside him in high spirits.
The young Daoist was Dan Chenzi.
"What place did you get in the Dao Exchange Conference?" the old Daoist asked.
"Probably in the top two," Dan Chenzi answered.
"Probably?"
"Yes, I haven't fought Jiese before, so I can't say for sure that I can beat him. Uncle-Master, the Dao Exchange Conference has been suspended. There won't be a champion this year. "
"Oh?"
"You'll be shocked if I tell you. There's been a huge change in this year's Dao Exchange Conference." Dan Chenzi was mysterious. In front of the old man, he had a rare childish air. He was like a child who couldn't wait to find something good but was hiding it.
"Huge change?"
"The Daoist Lord has fallen, and the remnant spirit of the demon path has appeared at the Dao Exchange Conference."
The old man's hand that was sweeping the floor paused. "He's back?"
So I went back to the midsummer of last year, when the Dao Exchange Conference had just ended. Li Xianyu made a judgment. There was no time in the Pantheon Palace. He kept going back, but he didn't know how much time he had gone back.
Now he knew.
Li Xianyu was standing behind the old man and in front of Dan Chenzi. However, they didn't see this time traveler and were chatting among themselves.
"That shouldn't be the case. Slime said that Daoist Master Wang Chen's second personality is about to cultivate the Yang God. The Yang God is only in theory. He might not be, but in terms of spiritual power, this second personality is definitely the best in the world. Can it be that even he can't detect me?" Li Xianyu frowned. He was a little anxious.
If the second personality couldn't see him, then all his attempts would be meaningless.
At this moment, the surrounding space suddenly froze. A breeze blew, sweeping up the fallen leaves. They were flying in the air when they suddenly froze. A bird flew past in the air and froze in mid-air, motionless. The treetops were still bent by the wind, but they also froze and did not move.
Dan Chenzi's smile froze on his face. Under the sunlight, his eyelashes could be seen clearly. He looked like a wax statue.
The old man turned around and focused his gaze.
As expected, he can see me. Li Xianyu heaved a sigh of relief and bowed deeply. "Senior!"
"You've transcended?" the old man asked.
The second personality of the Transcendent Demon Dao knew about transcendence?
He learned about the birth of the fruit from Slime. The rulers saw the power of a brand new domain and knew that the fruit could bring about a qualitative change in life.
Perhaps the rulers already had the concept of transcendence at that time. However, this second personality directly pointed it out and insisted on it. This was a little interesting.
The highest realm of Daoism, the Yang God One with Heaven?
Was it because after one's cultivation reached a certain level, one could look up to a higher realm?
I'm at most a half-step Transcendent.
"Half-step Transcendent." Li Xianyu said in a low voice, "In the near future, a young man will come up the mountain and ask Senior for help. I hope you won't refuse."
The old man's eyes flashed. "You came to see me. Does that mean that the future me has refused?"
Li Xianyu was silent.
His plan was very simple. He would use the fruit's ability to go back in time to find the old Daoist priest and ask him to help.
As long as the old Daoist priest helped, he could change the situation. He could change the fate of the Buddha's head, the Thousand Demons Alliance's protectors, and even the fates of Cui Hua San Wu and the others.
During this process, he would only play a supporting role. He would be relatively gentle and tactful. He wouldn't directly use the fruit's power.
This way, he might be able to avoid what the ice shard said: "You can't go back in time" and "Those who play with fate will be played with by fate".
"Since the future me has refused, what's the point of telling the current me?"
"This matter is very important. I hope that Senior will agree." Li Xianyu begged.
"You should know that fate cannot be changed."
Li Xianyu fell silent again.
He had heard this sentence countless times. The old Daoist priest said it, and the ice shard said it.
Even though he was still very young, he didn't have the hot blood of a chuunibyou to shout out the slogan "My fate is in my hands, not the heavens".
Because even though he was young, his heart had already changed.
To put it in a more practical way: After being beaten up by socialism, he couldn't be arrogant anymore.
"Idiot!" The old man shook his head and waved his tattered sleeves. A breeze blew, and Li Xianyu's translucent figure collapsed and disappeared. The world returned to normal.
The world became like a movie again. Before, it was backtracking, but this time it was fast-forward.
Li Xianyu was hit by the old Daoist priest's power and everything around him passed quickly. Time passed quickly.
He was "fast-forward" in the direction of the Pantheon Palace.
He rejected Qin Ze's request of righteousness and failed.
I should have known that he was not Wang Chen after all. He was not the Wang Chen who dared to love and hate and cared about his country. He was not the Wang Chen who lost everything in the defense of Changsha and still had to organize the militia to fight guerrillas.
When Li Xianyu was sad, desolate, and angry, he heard a faint sigh.
It was not time yet!
Mao Mountain, Shang Qing Sect.
At dusk, the setting sun was like blood.
The red clouds with a hint of gold froze in the west, motionless.
The reconstruction of the Shang Qing Sect was in full swing. The architects sent by Bosch discussed the construction plan with the Daoists of the Shang Qing Sect.
"We don't need good bricks. We need the green bricks, the retro green bricks. The Shang Qing Sect is a big sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. Even if we are to rebuild it, we must keep it the same. What's the point of building a red brick house? "The middle-aged Daoist priest scolded the architects who always had bad ideas.
"The hall that worships our ancestors can be restored, but your dormitory doesn't need to be retro. Isn't it better to have some modern elements? Isn't it better to sleep more comfortably?" The architects couldn't understand.
"Monks don't need comfort. Only by living a poor life can we maintain a normal mind. Don't complain. Just build according to our requirements," the middle-aged Daoist priest said.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, an old Daoist priest with sparse white hair walked slowly through the gate of the Daoist temple and toward the construction site.
The middle-aged Daoist priest saw him from afar and was stunned. He frowned and greeted him, "Senior, what's the matter?"
His seniority was too great, and he didn't know how to address him anymore.
It might not even be right to call him Senior Granduncle. Moreover, an old Daoist priest who swept the stairs didn't have the qualifications.
The sun really rose from the west. This old Daoist priest had been living on the mountainside for decades and had never stepped into the temple. Did he take the wrong medicine today?
The old Daoist priest walked closer and glanced at the long sword on the back of the middle-aged Daoist priest. He said calmly with a smile unique to the elderly, "I'm here to borrow your sword!"
The middle-aged Daoist priest, "???"
He didn't understand what the old Daoist priest meant. Borrow his sword? An old Daoist priest with weak qi and blood and walking slowly wanted to borrow his sword?
The old Daoist priest didn't wait for his reply. He waved his hand and a shocking scene happened.
The long sword on the middle-aged Daoist priest's back seemed to be given life. It was unsheathed and delivered itself to the old Daoist priest's palm.
"You …" The middle-aged Daoist priest was shocked and his expression changed.
The surrounding disciples of the Shang Qing Sect all retreated and looked at the old Daoist with confusion and vigilance.
Naturally, they all knew the old Daoist, and this scene shocked them all.
The architects of Bosch didn't know the background of the old Daoist priest, but they also became vigilant when they saw the reactions of the Daoists around them.
They had suffered enough in the current situation and understood that sometimes, people of the same sect might not always be on the same side.
The old Daoist priest ignored them and chanted softly,
"Being knowledgeable surprises the Headmaster. Heaven and earth are all good teachers."
The long sword left his hand and hovered between his brows.
"Don't work hard for fame and fortune. Resign and travel to the west to comprehend the world."
Perhaps it was an illusion, but the setting sun seemed to have dimmed.
"The Japanese pirates of the East Sea are too arrogant. None of the thirteen cannonballs made a sound."
The long sword vibrated violently and let out an ear-piercing sound. It seemed like it couldn't control itself and wanted to kill the Japanese pirates.
"Have no self, no merit, and no name. Be in harmony with its light and dust."
The long sword stopped vibrating and became quiet and peaceful.
The old Daoist priest paused and smiled. "Four oceans and seven continents. East, west, south, north, and south have no grudges."
The life of the Daoist priest was just that.
After he said that, everyone saw a Primordial Spirit floating above the old Daoist priest's head. He was young and wore a Daoist robe. He had a carefree expression and a smile on his lips. He gave off a carefree feeling.
He let out a long laugh. "The time has come."
The Primordial Spirit left with the sword.
All the disciples of the Shangqing Sect raised their heads and looked at the streak of light that disappeared into the sky. They were shocked speechless.
"That, that's the Daoist Forgetting the Dust?!" Someone muttered.
They were the disciples of the Shangqing Sect who had participated in the Dao Discussion Conference and had seen the remnant soul of the Daoist priest. And this person was exactly the same as the Daoist priest from that day.
The middle-aged Daoist priest who had his sword borrowed shuddered. He couldn't tell what he was feeling at that moment.
He quickly retracted his gaze and looked at the old Daoist priest who was standing still.
Only then did he realize that he was already a shell.
Grandma's bones were broken. The old man's bones were brittle and couldn't take a fall. He probably had to undergo surgery, but his body was very weak. He didn't know if he could undergo surgery. This chapter was written in the hospital. Please forgive me if there were any mistakes.
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