Chapter 1217: Return
The news of Su Zimo’s appearance in the Dao Inheritance Ground spread through the entire cultivation world rapidly.
In the depths of a bamboo forest, there was a simple wooden house.
“It’s a pity that my Brother Su had to exhaust his lifespan in order to establish the Martial Dao and change the fates of the living beings in the world!”
At the entrance of the wooden house, a man with a cold expression leaned against the wall and shook his head gently, sighing. “I wonder if it was all worth it in the end.”
From the wooden house, a white-bloused woman walked out with a steaming bowl of medicine and handed it to the man.
The man received it naturally.
The white-bloused woman sat beside the man and looked at his face with a pitiable expression, saying somewhat reproachfully, “And you’re talking about him? Aren’t you the same?”
“What about me?”
The man asked in surprise.
The white-bloused woman replied, “You gave me the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Elixir. However, your own Essence Spirit injuries have yet to recover…”
She pursed her lips after a momentary pause and asked, “Was it worth it?”
The man laughed and drank the medicine in the bowl. “Of course it’s worth it. Someone has been taking care of me all these years and I don’t even have to return to the sect!”
The white-bloused woman blushed and thumped the man on the shoulder with an embarrassed expression.
However, immediately after, she looked worried and sighed gently. “Essence Spirit injuries are the most difficult to heal. I wonder if there’s any solution.”
“It’s best if there isn’t any,”
The man mumbled.
The white-bloused woman frowned. “Your cultivation can’t advance and your combat strength will be greatly reduced if your Essence Spirit’s injuries can’t heal completely. How can that do?!”
“Once my Essence Spirit injuries heal, you’ll head back, right?”
The man asked in a seemingly casual manner.
The white-bloused woman smiled with a gentle look in her eyes.
To think that this was what the man was worried about.
Leaning against the man gently, she murmured, “Don’t worry, the so-called immortal sects and the people there have completely disappointed me. I’ll never return again.”
Hundred Refinement Sect.
Mighty Figure Extreme Fire stood at the entrance of the hall and listened to the news from his disciples for a long time in silence.
“Grandmaster, my condolences.”
Dao Lord Scarlet Star said, “Uncle-Master left behind the legacy of the Martial Dao. Even if he dies in meditation, it’ll be a good ending without any regrets.”
Mighty Figure Extreme Fire was silent.
Although he had witnessed the deaths of countless people, he still felt a sense of sadness when he heard that Su Zimo’s lifespan was almost up.
Dragon Tiger Sect.
The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect stood up suddenly and his heart skipped a beat. His gaze intensified as he glared at a disciple below and asked in a deep voice, “Are you sure that Desolate Martial only has 50 years left to live?”
“It’s absolutely true!”
The Dragon Tiger Sect cultivator nodded. “It’s not just me. Many cultivators outside the Three Tribulations Domain detected it as well! There’s absolutely no mistake!”
“In that case, Desolate Martial won’t live for long?”
The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect sat back slowly with a skeptical expression.
Ever since the annihilation of the six Conjoint Body Mighty Figures more than 10 years ago, the name Desolate Martial had always rattled him and he could not sleep well!
He was afraid that one day, Desolate Martial would suddenly enter the Dharma Characteristic realm and come knocking!
He had even dreamed of such a scene over the years!
According to the Grand Elder of the sect, if Desolate Martial were to advance to the Dharma Characteristic realm, no one in the sect would be able to defend against the latter!
But now, the sudden news of Desolate Martial’s exhausting lifespan after just more than ten years left the Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect in skepticism.
This great foe who caused him restless nights was about to die?
The cultivator below pondered for a moment and asked, “Could Desolate Martial be using some trick to confuse us?”
“There’s no need for that,”
The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect shook his head.
After a brief pause, he continued, “However, Desolate Martial isn’t dead yet. He still has 50 years of lifespan left! This means that he still has a chance to enter the Dharma Characteristic realm!”
“If he enters the Dharma Characteristic realm and his lifespan extends to 10,000 years, he will be reborn!”
An elder beside the Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect shook his head. “Even if he has 500 years left, it’ll be difficult for him to break through a major cultivation realm, let alone the fact that he only has 50 years left.”
“Even so, I’m still worried.”
The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect narrowed his eyes and said sternly, “After all, he’s Desolate Martial, the one who established the Martial Dao! It’s not surprising for anything to happen to him!”
“What are your plans?”
The sect elder asked.
“Go and gather more information and see what Desolate Martial’s next move is.”
The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect said, “If there’s a chance, kill him! He still has 50 years of lifespan left and we can’t give him any chances!”
“Sect master, aren’t you afraid of offending the Mahayana Patriarch behind him?”
The sect elder frowned. “Back then, there was already bad blood after the six Conjoint Body Mighty Figures tried to kill Desolate Martial. If you attack again, there’s probably no room for negotiation between us and Desolate Martial anymore.”
The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect sneered, “Elder Sun, you’re too cowardly! I’ll attack in a completely justifiable manner this time round. Even the Mahayana Patriarch behind Desolate Martial won’t be able to vent his anger on me!”
“Desolate Martial is still at the Void Reversion realm right now. If I send cultivators of the sect at the Void Reversion realm to challenge him openly, that won’t be bullying!”
The sect elder shook his head in silence.
Although he was an elder of Dragon Tiger Sect, he thought to himself that it was vicious.
Although Desolate Martial was indeed at the Void Reversion realm, he was already 4,950 years old and his lifespan was almost up. His blood qi was deteriorating and he did not have much combat strength.
Right now, any random Void Reversion could most probably kill him!
This was a blatant plot!
“That Desolate Martial is at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley and probably won’t come out again with another 50 years to his lifespan.”
The elder of Dragon Tiger Sect shook his head. “I’m afraid you won’t stand a chance even if you harbor such intentions.”
“I won’t force things,”
The Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect waved it off. “If there’s no chance, forget it. I can’t possibly head to the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley to kill.”
Bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
Su Zimo returned to the familiar courtyard.
Monk Yuan Bei had been waiting there for a long time.
The two old men exchanged glances.
Suddenly, Su Zimo smiled.
He looked slightly worse than Monk Yuan Bei!
This proved that at the very least, Monk Yuan Bei had more than 50 years to live.
However, Monk Yuan Bei could not return Su Zimo’s smile.
“You must be tired. Go and have a good sleep.”
Monk Yuan Bei sighed gently.
Su Zimo nodded in agreement.
He had not rested for all these years.
Even if he was extremely exhausted, he merely took a nap during his deduction in the stone statue cemetery.
Now that he was back at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley, he could finally have a good night’s sleep.
Su Zimo entered the main hall and collapsed on the ground, breathing steadily.
Monk Yuan Bei turned around and returned to the cemetery in the backyard.
The red-headed ghost grinned with a smug expression. “That’s fate! Once that lad’s Green Lotus True Body dies along with him, he’ll only be someone of the Dragon race from this day forth!”