Chapter 39
This was a very strange phenomenon.
Although cultivators could live longer than common people, their cultivation base would decline in the decades or centuries before their death.
Starting from the Body Tempering realm, the body was the key to cultivators’ achievement. The realms of Mystic Enlightening, Sense Condensing, and Brahma Sea were all related to bodies.
When the body aged, meridians, dantian, and Sea of Qi would lose their vitality and potential to continue expanding, resulting in the stagnation of the cultivation base. At that moment, combat experience, life experience, schemes, and plots, as well as external forces were the keys for a cultivator to maintain his or her strength.
The problem was that Ji Tiandao was already very old, but why was he stronger than before?
Ye Tianxin could not figure out the reason no matter how hard she racked her brain.
“Why?” She lifted her head and summoned her courage as she stared firmly at Lu Zhou, who looked confident and calm. “I admit that I’ve misjudged you, but…you’ll have a hard time after capturing me!”
Si Wuya shook his head helplessly as he smiled and said, “Unfortunately, no matter how good the scheme is, it is meaningless in front of absolute power. Ye Tianxin could not have expected that Master could keep using Soul Chase. It is said that her crimson flying chariot is faster than a Nascent Divinity Tribulation expert flying at full speed. I wonder if this is real or not.”
The way Lu Zhou kept using Soul Chase had turned his perception upside down. What made him even more puzzled was that his fighting style was so fast that it gave Ye Tianxin little chance to lay out her plans.
The eighth disciple suddenly said, “No, I don’t want to be the gang leader anymore. I want to go back to my hometown! I’m not a good player like you all, but I can always hide!”
“…”
When Lu Zhou saw Bluesun Mountain and sensed Whitzard’s aura, he made a nosedive. As soon as he landed, he saw Little Yuan’er fly over, riding on Whitzard.
“Master!” Little Yuan’er called out. She was shocked to see Ye Tianxin beside her master, and she said, “Senior Sister? Bah! You are not my senior sister! You’re a traitor…”
Ye Tianxin opened her eyes with difficulty. It was hard for her to be in good shape with her dantian broken. She looked withered, as if her soul had been lost.
“Keep an eye on her.” Lu Zhou pushed Ye Tianxin to Little Yuan’er.
“I understand, Master!”
The timing was just right. The instant he pushed her out, the effect of the peak-form experience card disappeared.
Lu Zhou calmed down and quickly adjusted to his current state. Perhaps that had given her some indication, as Ye Tianxin sneered, “I never thought the mighty old villain would have such a sorry moment.”
Little Yuan’er refuted her, “You know nothing! Master is getting old. Can’t he take a break?” In the next instant, she realized that she should not have said that, and she pursed her lips and said, “Master, I didn’t mean to…”
Lu Zhou waved a hand and said, “It doesn’t matter.”
Ye Tianxin laughed. “If I were you, I would rush back to Golden Court Mountain at once. Didn’t you say that no one will dare to bully Golden Court Mountain as long as you are still alive? Haha! Unfortunately, Golden Court Mountain will change owners today!”
“You’re talking nonsense!” Little Yuan’er said angrily.
“Also, that Wang Fugui you killed is an expert under Lady Jade, and the fifteen Divine Court cultivators are disciples of the three sects in the southern part of Great Yan. Master, do you regret attacking me now? Don’t forget that I still have a thousand sisters in Derived Moon Palace. If I don’t return, they will definitely join forces with the imperial household and the three sects to attack Golden Court Mountain!”
Ye Tianxin felt much better after telling Lu Zhou everything.
Her voice became very light, but the look in her eyes grew tough. “If you regret it, then let me go. At the very least, I am still the owner of the Derived Moon Palace.”
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