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Chapter 937 - Chapter 937 Chapter 597 The Advance of White Turtle Strange

Chapter 937: Chapter 597: The Advance of White Turtle, Strange Movements at the Grave Chapter 937: Chapter 597: The Advance of White Turtle, Strange Movements at the Grave “To use an object of value for a frivolous purpose is indeed a waste of heaven’s gifts. Yet, to use something valuable for a worthy cause should not be seen as wasteful but rather as exceeding its value.”

“Even with all your abundant experiences, Fellow Daoist, you might misjudge and confuse these two. How can you mix them up?”

“Besides, you may not know this, but I am someone who cherishes old ties deeply.”

“In the years past, I rose from obscurity. Along my journey, many have followed me. Some of these followers have been with me for quite some time, yet they possess but ordinary talents and lack any special insight. Even with their diligent efforts, the realms they can reach are extremely limited, as is their capacity to extend their lifespans.”

“If sacrificing one Fellow Daoist can fulfill the wishes of those pitiful followers, then to me, that alone is sufficient!”

Jiang Hui spoke eloquently.

For anyone else, he would never afford such leisurely discourse, but as for the one peddling fake medicines, extra words were warranted.

The peddlers of fake medicine, chicken breeders, and pig killers–touted as the three great figures of the Emperor’s Fall era.

He had already encountered one of them.

Atop The Boundary Sea.

The pig killer.

Also known as the Butcher.

Though extraordinary, if one were to be frank, his potential was not as high as that of the peddler of fake medicine.

The Butcher was akin to the Lord of the Forbidden Area; both could achieve a certain height, but that was about as far as they could go. Their subsequent efforts, no matter how strenuous, were unlikely to lead to any significant breakthroughs.

In the original story, after Shi Hao achieved the position of Immortal Emperor in the later stages, he earnestly shared his experience of ascending to emperorhood with the Butcher and the Lord of the Forbidden Area to have reliable allies by his side. He even set aside a considerable amount of time to help them advance.

Despite Shi Hao’s best efforts, the Lord of the Forbidden Area and the Butcher could never make a breakthrough, never finding their own Way of the Immortal Emperor, to reach the Pinnacle of the Great Dao.

Gradually, Shi Hao had no choice but to abandon this hope.

In the end, Emperor Huang Tian had to sever the endless epochs with a single sword, creating a relatively peaceful golden age for the myriad of clans on his own strength.

…

Upon the thick and rustic bluestone steps, a rain fine as cow hair fell gently, tapping crisply and melodiously upon the stone surface.

However, the Spiritual Rain was not real rain; it only bore the shape and mood of rain without bringing any hint of dampness.

In the air, there was only a hint of moisture, like the embrace of a mother in the springtime.

No sooner had Jiang Hui’s words ended than a nameless rage boiled within the man’s chest, as he stared fixedly at Jiang Hui.

That last sentence nearly sent him into a frenzy.

Since the Emperor’s Fall era, when had he ever been treated thus?

Knocked unconscious with a hammer blow by a nobody who’d appeared from nowhere and now to be used as the main ingredient in an elixir, was he?

Bear in mind, he was the first Longevity Immortal Medication born at the dawn of heaven and earth, an Immortal being far surpassing the Ten Evil level from the start!

On his journey, who had ever dared to treat him like this?

In the past, he had taken root in the Alien Territory and Burial Area; whether it was the Burial King or the Immortal King, which of them dared to stop him? Which did not fear him, not fear the towering karma behind him, allowing him to follow along and Imprint his own Great Dao?

He was one of the oldest beings in existence; even the Ruler of the Immortal Domain was no more than a junior in his presence,

And most importantly, why should it be him to make the sacrifice?

To use his life to extend that of a bunch of creatures who might not even qualify as Sect Hierarchs or Supremes, much less have entered the Immortal Path Field–is this not a waste?

“You seem rather overconfident, sir. Could it be that you think you have me completely figured out?”

After a long silence, the man finally spoke up again.

“In this, I do have quite some confidence. Here, you’re unlikely to cause any ripples, Fellow Daoist. Besides, your memory seems to be a bit faulty; you’ve already forgotten how you got here.

You should be clearer than I am that, even if I don’t make a move, you will still end up being suppressed!”

Jiang Hui said with a slight smile, speaking unhurriedly as his gaze landed on the man.

“Do you not fear that I may fight back with everything I have?!”

The man glanced at the restless Gu Chen next to him and spoke coldly.

He still had some ultimate techniques unused, tantamount to Forbidden Techniques, those of the kind that would hurt the enemy a thousand and self-injure eight hundred. Once employed, they could grant him the full power of his original form for an extremely short time, but afterward, his existence as a vestige of consciousness would be completely erased.

But if it really came to that, he wouldn’t be able to worry about such things; it was better than genuinely being refined into an elixir.

“You dare to lash out in desperation? Believe it or not, I could knock you out with a hammer right now?”

Gu Chen stepped forward, wielding his Crystal hammer, glaring at the man, clearly ready to charge at the first wrong word.

“You ignorant junior, you’re the one lashing out in desperation, not me. I won’t stoop to your level!”

The man turned his head away, refusing to look at Gu Chen, fearing that he might explode with rage on the spot.

This junior was as detestable as the one who had called him a maggot. Both were brats.

From the era when Quasi-Emperors fell to now, such a long stretch of time, he had never met anyone who infuriated him to such an extent.

Yet at the same time, he was bewildered.