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Chapter 353 - 41 The Schemes of the Taoist Ancestor!

Chapter 353: Chapter 41 The Schemes of the Taoist Ancestor!

"The Green Wolf Fist Manual, the first fist technique I learned."

Liang Hui’s gaze flashed with a hint of nostalgia as he watched Xiao Si take the manual.

This manual, obtained from the Wild Wolf Gang, could be said to have determined his subsequent path in the way of the fist.

However, the manual Liang Hui passed on was no longer the original version of the Green Wolf Fist Manual.

The manual had already been improved by him to a Foundation Building Technique that could complete the third stage of external cultivation.

"Big brother, I will definitely not let this cultivation technique gather dust." Liang Si gripped the manual tightly, his young face serious.

Liang Hui chuckled softly, reaching out to tousle the child’s hair.

"In the past month, you have tasted all the delicacies of the world; now begin the first exercise of your training."

Gazing into Xiao Si’s resolute eyes, the young man continued speaking:

"This place is eighty thousand miles from Divine Court. From here on, you will travel alone."

"Okay."

Xiao Si nodded his head; to him, eighty thousand miles was merely a journey.

In the beginning, his brother trained while being pursued by various formidable enemies, running millions of miles.

What counted for ninety thousand miles of mountains and rivers?

Liang Hui retracted his hand and nodded lightly towards an empty expanse of land.

Then, he turned his gaze towards Tang Tang.

With a flash of his sword light, the two had already traveled tens of millions of miles away.

Before the Earth Abyss, the two stood shoulder to shoulder, looking down at the dark crack devoid of light.

Tang Tang’s robe fluttered in the wind. Feeling the cool breeze, she murmured with slightly parted red lips:

"Eighty thousand miles of mountains and rivers is a bit too much for a child who has not yet begun his training."

It is known that under Divine Court’s rule, although bandits and thieves no longer existed,

the road’s ruggedness, mountains, rivers, storms—all sorts of natural phenomena—posed existential threats to a child.

Liang Hui extended his palm, resting it on the hilt of his sword.

"There’s nothing to worry about. I have prepared protectors and opportunities along the way for him."

"All he needs to do is keep moving forward."

The young man was earnest, his fingertip tapped lightly on the hilt of the sword and he tilted his head slightly.

"Let’s put Xiao Si’s matters aside for now. The most important thing for you is to break through to Martial Saint."

"This place is perfect. I will act as your protector."

Tang Tang sensed the abundant Qi-Blood in her body and nodded slightly.

She then sat directly down on a nearby rock.

Liang Hui’s gaze was steady. As he saw his friend begin her breakthrough, he gripped the sword hilt tightly.

All of a sudden, he exerted strength.

Clang!

The Crimson Cloud Dao Sword was unsheathed.

This time, the Dao Sword didn’t have its usual dazzling, sharp, and magnificence when unsheathed.

The sword’s body was a deep golden red, emitting a faint red glow,

Liang Hui raised his palm and gently tossed it, and the sword floated up, casting strands of Flowing Light and in the blink of an eye had already enveloped a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

Any who harbored wicked intentions and drew near would be immediately slain.

From then on, time passed as Tang Tang engaged in closed-door cultivation.

One day!

Three days!

Ten days!

Half a month passed in a flash, and the young man still stood before the Earth Abyss, without the slightest movement.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Liang Hui’s calm face.

She had succeeded!

No sooner had the thought arisen than a surging Qi-Blood burst from Tang Tang’s body, rising from the earth into the sky like a sharp sword.

The crimson Qi-Blood spread outwards, seemingly endless.

Liang Hui watched the scene before him, his smile growing deeper.

With a thought,

The Crimson Cloud Dao Sword, suspended high in the sky, then dispelled its protective shield and returned to its scabbard.

The young man stared at the woman’s body, feeling her physique undergoing continuous metamorphosis.

About a day had passed before this metamorphosis drew near its end.

At that moment, Liang Hui’s hand suddenly shot out and touched Tang Tang’s forehead.

In an instant, Tang Tang’s Taoist cultivation began to dissipate, merging into the surging Qi-Blood within her.

Tang Tang felt the warmth at her brow and the changes within her body.

She did not resist, allowing the mana of her Primordial Spirit’s second level to collapse and fuse into her Qi-Blood.

The halted metamorphosis within her body began anew at this moment.

The crimson Qi-Blood became even more vivid, and within the fresh red, a hint of gold began to emerge.

This gold, like dense ink dropped into clear water, spread rapidly through the blood, turning all the surging Qi-Blood into a dazzling golden color.

Simultaneously, Tang Tang’s tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and the abundant Qi-Blood also retracted back into her body.

The delicate figure stood up and gazed at the young man who had withdrawn his hand, her red lips parting slightly:

"Tai Yi, the cultivation of a Taoist?"

"I have transformed nearly a century’s worth of Taoist cultivation into nourishment for the Martial Saint realm for you," he explained.

Liang Hui smoothed his garment rippled by the gentle breeze, explaining:

"With your limited talent and understanding, walking two paths of cultivation is less effective than focusing solely on being a martial artist."

The young man did not hide his thoughts, and with the relationship between the two, there was no need for concealment. He responded frankly.

Tang Tang nodded, her face displaying a touch of bitterness.

Indeed, as Tai Yi said, after more than ninety years, her Taoist cultivation had only reached the third level of the Primordial Spirit, falling far behind her martial cultivation.

This trade-off was indeed the most beneficial for her.

It seemed Liang Hui sensed the woman’s disappointment. He reached out and brushed away the hair from her face.

"I have always believed that from a high vantage, one may not necessarily progress worse than taking one step at a time," he said.

"When you reach a profound level on the martial path, if you look back and walk the other path, you will surely advance quickly and steadily," he explained.

"You don’t need to comfort me," she said.

Tang Tang’s face showed resignation, but her heart grew sweeter.

She knew that to Tai Yi, she was always the most special.

Whether it was letting her engage in closed-door cultivation to comprehend the Immortal War Spear, missing the opportunity to enter the battlefield; or personally safeguarding her breakthrough and planning various paths for her,

Or arranging her meeting with Xiao Si to enhance their familiarity,

All these deeds, aside from her, not even the one who was ingenious and exhausted all his efforts had shared such moments.

Liang Hui straightened her disheveled hair completely before withdrawing his hand.

"I understand now."

"Having broken through successfully, we should also return to the Divine Court," he said.

"You may bestow the rewards obtained from the battlefield over this past year," he instructed.

In the ten years since the war started, apart from the first three years of journeying, since the fourth year, the Divine Court has been summarizing the exploits of all the celestial prodigies and Divine Generals each year and bestowing rewards.

These rewards were to be personally collected by emissaries, who would travel to the Divine Court’s encampment on the battlefield to distribute them.

For seven whole years, without fail, and with the passage of time, the rewards became increasingly generous.

Afterward, the two chatted for a while in front of the Earth Abyss before returning to the Divine Court.

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The Five Directions World.

In the deepest part of the Central Great Realm, where Heaven’s Will was most profound,

A simple and ancient Taoist temple stood amidst the Chaos, unaffected by the endless barrage, unwavering.

The temple doors were open, and one could faintly hear the sound of scriptures being chanted.

With each thread of the chanting that emanated from the temple, the Chaos Qi would grow calmer, and the Five Directions Great Realm would be less burdened with the aura of conflict and killing.

"Alas! Endless warfare, blood drifting like floating oars, is this really the right way?" sighed a nearly imperceptible voice within the temple.

"We merely seek the Dao; we are not at fault!" responded another voice.

"Cultivators are selfish and seek only for themselves without considering giving back to Heaven; this assault serves to eliminate some of them," said the first voice, in nearly direct contradiction to the other.

The two nearly opposing voices resounded from within the temple in quick succession.