Chapter 43: Thanks From the Powerful, Leaving the Ancient Si

ould cause a great upheaval throughout the world.Cold and ruthless, he treated the world's beauty as dirt. Even celestial maidens and peerlessly beautiful women would dance for him, but he would just...They watched as the black crystalline skeleton disappeared beyond the horizon. The male and female cultivators of all ages stood dumbfounded, wondering what had just happened.

Is it...gone

All the disciples felt utterly absurd.

But immediately following that, there was a look of sheer relief on everyone's faces.

"Whew!"

The power of confinement dissipated, and Wang Xuan's figure plummeted downwards, landing at the foot of the mountain.

'Bang.'

Then came a white shadow, fragrant and soft, falling onto him like a gentle, perfumed bomb.

"Heifeng, are you alright"

Their eyes met.

Wang Xuan lightly coughed out some blood spittle: “You should eat less.”

Her star-shaped eyes widened in surprise.

Is this saying I'm fat

Wang Xuan's weary smile, a mere chat with Xinghua after escaping death, only to see the woman blushing and glaring at him, a captivating and charming expression.

Then, a burst of excited cheers.

"Will that evil not come back again"

"Judging by its appearance, we're safe."

"This time, thanks to that young master!"

"Yes, who is he Even the Immortal Demon Lord is afraid of him..."

One after another, figures flew out of the bone cave. It was evident that those who survived were all highly skilled martial artists.

"Thank you for saving me!"

When the cultivators arrived, they saw the young man being helped up by the woman in white. Although he had used outside help to fight the great evil before, his methods and courage were both admirable.

Wang Xuan shook his head slightly, relieved. He was still puzzled as to why the black crystal skeleton had suddenly vanished.

"It mistook me for that person, Xuan Jun did too," Wang Xuan thought to himself, recalling the figure in Shige's painting. No wonder he felt familiar."

Who is he

In my memory, my parents died when I was very young. Could they be ancestors of the Wang family Or is it just a coincidence that I look like them

Wang Xuan was temporarily at a loss, sighed inwardly, this time he had struck it lucky. Martial arts was still too low, he had to work harder to cultivate, and in the future he would seek revenge on this evil.

"I am Tie Lin Guo Zhao Wuhen. This blue jade bangle can defend against attacks below the True Dharma Realm for an incense stick's worth of time. Please accept it, young master." A large man stepped forward two paces, smiling as he took out a blue bracelet and thanked him.

And as he expressed his gratitude, another elder took out a small jade bottle: "Young master, your injuries are not light. This Bishuidan pill will stabilize your martial arts foundation and have some effect on recovering your wounds. Please accept it."

"I am the young master of Yin Feng Gu. This is a small displacement teleportation talisman, with a maximum distance of fifty-five li and usable seven times!"

"My, my, what a coincidence meeting you young master. Take this flask I've had for decades. It's not only great for brewing fine spirits but can also hold some belongings."

"Here's the Pure Heart Talisman, young master. Please accept it!"

"Master helped Lan Feng escape, this is..."

One by one, the rescued martial artists smiled serenely and took out various valuable items.

"You're welcome," Wang Xuan said politely, taking everything with both hands.

And those who had expressed their gratitude all fled to the peak of Bai Gu Mountain, where a teleportation stone gate stood conspicuously. They dared not linger there any longer.

Looking at everyone teleport away, Xinghua said, "At least they have a heart."

Wang Xuan tilted his head, counting the items. Some were ordinary, while others were indeed quite good. For example, this small displacement teleportation talisman was a very good lifesaver for him at his current low cultivation level.

Wang Xuan smiled, calculating the gains and losses. He had only one year left to live, but he wasn't too worried; there were many longevity items in the world. Besides, if he could advance to the Shan Hai realm within a year, he could increase his lifespan by a hundred years!

Xinghua moved her body, helping Wang Xuan fly up the mountaintop.

"I should thank you too."

Standing before the teleportation stone, just one more step and the two would be able to escape this dangerous place.

A starlit smile, jade hands held, revealed a vibrant seven-colored Lingzhi mushroom.

"It is a mysterious immortal herb. I picked it from the White Bone Cave, and this time, I came here for it. Now, I give it to you."

Wang Xuan's eyes moved slightly. Wasn't this the seven-colored lingzhi he was looking for for Qing Yue It turned out that Tianwu Continent was a very grand and imposing Xuan Yin Immortal Herb.

"You came for it, why did you give it to me instead" Wang Xuan asked.

“I have already taken its leaves, which can be used by my disciples to refine the Heart of Wisdom Pill. My disciples are truly blessed.” Xing Hua placed the Xuan Yin Immortal Herb in the hands of the young man.

It turns out she has apprentices now, I wonder how old she is Wang Xuan didn't ask any further. In his view, the two wouldn't have anything to do with each other after leaving this crime scene anyway.

Wang Xuan put the lingzhi into his storage pouch and sat cross-legged on the ground: "I need to recover first."

It is crucial to remove the lingering cold poison from his body as soon as possible. Now that he possesses a martial soul, he will naturally and resolutely walk the righteous path of martial arts!

You need to stabilize your cultivation again, and from now on you can't use those kind of poisonous techniques anymore. You almost destroyed your hard-earned martial arts.

Xinghua nodded slightly: "As a protector, I also happen to be restoring the true nature of the Dharma."

At once, the two closed their eyes and sat in meditation.

At the same time, on the far horizon, a black crystal skeleton was watching the two of them from afar, scratching its skull: "Why aren't you leaving yet"

Thus, as the Black Crystal Skeleton waited anxiously, day after day passed.

One day, Wang Xuan, sitting in front of the teleportation gate, opened his eyes.

Xinghua, standing on the side, wore a white dress with fluttering sleeves. She looked ethereal and smiled faintly: "Yue is all done, I thought you would take another few months or half a year."

Wang Xuan got up, lazily stretched his waist, looking refreshed and energized: "Finally, I've cleared the poison, my injuries have healed, and my martial arts skills are stable. Let's go."

As the two stepped into the stone gate and watched the departing light of transmission, the black crystal skeleton hidden in the distant clouds muttered to itself, "Finally gone! This northern region isn't safe anymore~ I better find another place."

Xuanwu Nation, Liusha City, by the banks of the Liusha River.

From within the colossal stone gate, light flickered, transmitting Wang Xuan and Xing Hua.

And as the two were transported outside, the entire stone gate vanished suddenly.

Looking at the gate of the distant city, with people in exotic clothes coming and going, Wang Xuan smiled.

After visiting historical sites, I feel content and fulfilled.

Starlight flickered in her eyes, a hint of something uncharacteristic glinting within: "You're a wandering cultivator, aren't you Wanting to join a sect, I can introduce you to one. Not only is it rich with martial resources, they even provide a martial companion, making it an excellent place for cultivation."

Wang Xuan was taken aback, guessing that the other party was referring to the Yuezhang Sect. He thought for a moment before he was about to speak.

"Humph, forget it." Seeing the young man about to refuse, Xinghua flew into the air, her long white silk ribbon fluttering in the wind, like a celestial fairy vanishing into the distance.

"Take care." A faint voice reached his ears.

"What's wrong You seem to be angry again for no reason." Wang Xuan frowned.

With a sullen face, as if displeased, a figure dashed from the city gate in the distance towards the riverbank.

The newcomer's face was full of surprise, and he screamed: "Little beast, I really waited for you! Haha~~ Heaven pity me, heaven pity me, haha～"

The visitor was a man in his forties. His face was fair and clean-shaven, with long limbs. He had a pair of triangular eyes that resembled Wang Ya's, filled with a mixture of pleasure and displeasure. As he ran, he carried a long, gleaming broadsword.

It was the Sea God himself.

"You vile creature, you killed Ya'er! You made me wait for over a month, and now that there is no Elder to protect you, your death day has arrived. This old man will skin you, pull out your tendons, crush your bones into ashes!!" Hai Gonggong laughed excitedly.right, legend has it that this relic came from the Western Regions. It belonged to the abbot of Yunku Temple, one of the highest Buddhist monks, known to the world as Master Putuo. This relic must be...