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Chapter 1020 - 1020 520 First Generation Mu Ling (4000)

Chapter 1020: 520 First Generation Mu Ling (4000) Chapter 1020: 520 First Generation Mu Ling (4000) “The secret to immortality?”

These words from Ripple Master Mongki piqued Casio’s interest, but only slightly.

The curiosity in his heart wasn’t strong; he didn’t experience the ecstatic joy common humans felt upon hearing they could attain eternal life.

Theoretically speaking, Casio’s current realm was already not far from immortality. The Saint Fist! By using an endless and ever-growing Qi as a foundation to carry will, one abandons the constraints of flesh and transcends the human limit of life. Lifespan becomes exceedingly long, almoust immeasurable.

Throughout the World of Calamities, it seemed no Saint Fist had ever died of old age. They either died in battle or perished from exhaustion; no Saint Fist had died a natural death to date. And referencing the lineage of the Southern Dipper, each of the three Southern Dou Holy Fists were born in the ancient times and existed for tens of thousands of years.

As long as their will didn’t perish, the Saint Fist wouldn’t die—this wasn’t an empty saying.

As long as the will of the Saint Fist wasn’t completely eroded, wasn’t on the verge of collapse, hadn’t utterly fallen, it could exist as an individual indefinitely.

To live until the earth grows old? Until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble?

Until one chooses to die?

Or until the will is so worn by the years that self-awareness fades away?

In short, from the best theoretical point of view, fighters of the Holy Fist Realm who practice Secrect Martial Art have already achieved a form of alternative immortality. Therefore, Casio was somewhat interested in Mongki’s tales of Immortal Island but not greatly so.

Of course, it couldn’t hurt to listen.

After all, Mongki’s initiative in offering the Ancient White Bone Tree was indeed astute. It was just a pity for the preparations Casio had been making in secret up until then.

Within the team from Black Rain Villa, half of the top Knight Rank Eerie Night Guests had already turned coat. Planned by Ghost Man and Iron Knight, the False Death Elixir served as an excellent entry point. The moment the opportunity ripened on their journey to Immortal Island, they would strike immediately, coordinating from inside and out. The entire influence of Black Rain Villa would be overthrown, instead becoming a force under Casio’s command.

However, what hadn’t been anticipated was the Villa’s leader’s submission in advance.

Moreover, the leader was amiable and full of sincerity, extremely eager to cooperate.

This rendered the undercover ghost and Iron Knights redundant.

At least for the journey to Immortal Island, they would most likely no longer be needed.

But no matter, if not needed on Immortal Island, they could still be of use in dealing with Black Rain Villa. These Eerie Night Guests, who were familiar with the Villa’s internal situation, were most suited to act as insiders. There’s a special knack to fighting one’s own—every move, every strike aimed precisely at the weak spots! The top-tier Knight Rank Eerie Night Guests had long harbored resentment against Black Rain Villa. Given the chance to break free from its control, they were overjoyed. Without a doubt, when Casio later turned his attentions to Black Rain Villa, these undercover agents would respond with resounding support.

Looking back, after that recent pinnacle battle, the world’s truly top-tier fighters were almost entirely wiped out. The forces of the Hong Li Empire were weakened, presenting the perfect opportunity for Casio to begin the purge.

There were still over two years left until he would meet with the original owner of the Obsession of the Dark Hunt Mask.

There were also over two years left until Xiadu awoke.

A disaster that could overturn the entire rule of the Hong Li Empire was impending.

He needed to consolidate forces before then, to prepare thoroughly.

The Gale gradually died down, and the sand settled; the rain of molten lava finally ceased. The pitted earth quieted down after Mongki stepped back, having finished speaking.

The secret of eternal life he spoke of was mainly related to the first leader of the Ripple Master Organization. The Supreme Ring held by the first Ripple Master was of the Wood Attribute, and his strength was formidable. He led the Ripple Masters at their zenith, fully occupying the islands between the North and South Reef Continent and even a large portion of the northern South Reef Continent—a remote region the size of at least two counties within the southern part of the Hong Li Empire was under the control of the Ripple Masters.

This showcased the fearsome extent of their power and their formidable methods.

If one were to rank the Ripple Master Organization’s leaders over the millennia, the first Mu Ling would undoubtedly take top place. And the previous Thunder Spirit, touted as the strongest Ripple Master in five hundred years and prominent among the Ultimate Fighters, would only make it to the third or fourth spot at best.

Thus, the first-generation Mu Ling stood at an exceptional height.

Decades ago, when Ripple Master Mongki was still on Immortal Island, the Organization’s leader was still the aging Thunder Spirit. Then one day, out of the blue, Thunder Spirit called Mongki over, claiming he had seen the last generation’s Wind Spirit, thought to have died forty years prior, on a remote island amidst the Immortal Archipelago. Identical in appearance, the Supreme Ring still on his finger!

That very night, Wind Spirit approached Thunder Spirit, telling him that he was about to die. If he didn’t want to meet the same fate, he should follow him to a wonderful place.

There lay immortality, a paradise, beyond imagination—splendid and delightful.

It was like Heaven itself.

Thunder Spirit initially didn’t trust him and even came to blows, attempting to capture Wind Spirit. But in the end, he couldn’t detain him. Wind Spirit disappeared into the night and left a message that Mu Ling, the inaugural Ripple Master, would personally come to invite him after some time. This left Thunder Spirit extremely frightened.

It was somewhat plausible that Wind Spirit was still alive; perhaps he had faked his death.

But how could Mu Ling, who had lived thousands of years ago, still be alive?

Yet four or five months later, one night,

The first-generation Mu Ling did indeed appear and invited Thunder Spirit to enter the Paradise he had created. There, people were eternally youthful and never aged. It was a place of endless joy and happiness, where one needn’t worry about growing old or struggle with the troubles of the world anymore—eternal and blissful!