Ninth In the World

Di Jiu spent almost half a year tearing apart the void to no avail. However, at that moment, he managed to rip apart a rift and rush into it as fast as he could before it vanished in a second.

 Once he rushed into the rift, Di Jiu could sense a strong vast force sweep him up without giving him a chance to resist.

 Bam! It seemed as though he fell from a platform that was feet high and landed in a pond with lingering white fog.

 Di Jiu’s Spiritual Force immediately swept over. Very soon, he could see the cultivator who had come before him. He was a thin young man with tanned skin and strong confidence.

 “Please, Daoist,” Di Jiu said gratefully with cupped fists, addressing the thin, tanned young man. Perhaps, this thin young man was unaware why Di Jiu was grateful, but Di Jiu knew very well that if this young man had not ascended all of a sudden, he would not have had the chance to land here at all.

 The Heaven Earth Essence Energy here was very rich and at a higher level than the Immortal Spirit Qi. It was similar to the Essence Energy absorbed from his Dao meridian but was even more suitable for Di Jiu to absorb.

 The thin young man took a glance at Di Jiu without answering and immediately closed his eyes to start frantically absorbing the Heaven Earth Essence Energy in the pond and condensing his cultivation level.

 This young man seemed very arrogant and would not have taken it to heart even if Di Jiu had ascended at the same time as him.

 Di Jiu did not mind, as he was the one who owed him and not the other way around. When the young man did not answer him, he stopped talking to him and saw three huge ancient words: The Ascension Lake.

 Before he had come to the Dao World, he’d had a feud with Jiang Dai and had even killed those who had acted on his behalf. This Dao World was likely the place where Jiang Dai had survived, so Di Jiu was not dumb enough to use his original name.

 The middle-aged man did not suspect him at all. It would be strange if he did not come from an Immortal Protectorate, as Di Jiu and Zhuo Wujia had come out of the Ascension Lake together.

 In a breath’s time, an engraved jade card was thrown to Di Jiu. The middle-aged man then said the same thing. “Report to the Wormhole.”

 Di Jiu had a pile of questions but he would not ask this middle-aged man since he did not look like someone who was easy to talk to.

 “I’m Zhuo Wujia.” When Di Jiu walked out, Zhuo Wujia, who had been waiting aside, appeared with cupped fists before Di Jiu and took the initiative to speak first.

 Di Jiu knew that Zhuo Wujia wanted to befriend him when he once again said his name in front of him.

 “I’m Zimo.” Di Jiu cupped his fists. Regardless of what kind of person Zhuo Wujia was, Di Jiu was grateful for him. If it had not been for Zhuo Wujia, he would still have been wandering around between the two realms.

 Zhuo Wujia, who was clearly not good at talking, remained silent after that. Upon seeing Di Jiu not speak anymore, he could only say, “Brother Zimo, as far as I know, only a few Immortal Emperors ascended to the Dao World from the Microwood Immortal Protectorate. I apparently haven’t…”

 Di Jiu laughed faintly and took the initiative to interrupt Zhuo Wujia. “Daoist Zhuo, I had actually been in reclusive cultivation all this time. Since I had ample cultivating resources, I never went out to put myself to the test. There are no more than 10 Daoists who know me except for you…”

 Di Jiu paused for a while and then added, “Daoist Zhuo, I have a friend called Nong Xiuqi. I don’t know if you have heard of her…”

 Nong Xiuqi was obviously not in the Four Major Immortal Continents, so Di Jiu supposed she had gone to the other immortal continents. He asked Zhuo Wujia, who came from the Microwood Immortal Continent, just in case.

 Di Jiu had not expected that Zhuo Wujia would look at him in shock after hearing him ask about Nong Xiuqi. He then muttered after some time, “It’s no wonder that you were able to ascend to the Dao World. It turns out that you know Senior Nong…”

 “Senior Nong?” It was Di Jiu’s turn to be baffled. Nong Xiuqi was younger than him. Since when had she become a Senior? Could the Nong Xiuqi that Zhuo Wujia had mentioned not be his wife?

 Zhuo Wujia sounded more respectful now. “After Senior Nong ascended to the Microwood Immortal Protectorate, she only spent less than 300 years ascending to the Dao World. The Microwood Immortal Protectorate has never had a person like Senior Nong…”

 “Ah…” Di Jiu exclaimed in surprise and immediately grew excited. Nong Xiuqi had already ascended to the Dao World. Didn’t this mean that Nong Xiuqi had arrived here a step earlier than him?