NOVEL WEB Chapter 707
Chapter 707: Chapter 41: Borrowing a Sword, Not Being Given One Chapter 707: Chapter 41: Borrowing a Sword, Not Being Given One “`
Jiang Lian was practicing a Demonic Technique.
Of course, every Heavenly Demon practiced Demonic Techniques, but as a top Heavenly Demon of the Great Unrestrained Heaven, the Demonic Technique Jiang Lian practiced was undoubtedly of the highest rank, allowing her to gain a great deal of power from pure desires…
rather than using it as sustenance for their existence like other Heavenly Demons.
When one cultivated a Demonic Technique to a profound level, various mysterious premonitions would arise, such as sensing danger before it arrived, or knowing the instant she saw Wei Dongliu that he was her fated lover.
The so-called ‘fated lover’ wasn’t a notion that existed within Heavenly Demon circles.
Most Heavenly Demons considered the Human Race to be like pouch-shaped jellies, which they would just grab and suck dry.
However, Jiang Lian was an exception among the Heavenly Demons, as she had been considering sustainable development for quite some time:
Why bother with constant sucking if she could find a man who would keep her continuously obsessed?
In a sense, this was also the dividing line between nomadic and agricultural civilizations-the former relied purely on what nature provided and would simply die off without it, while the latter could at least exercise more initiative.
Moreover, Wei Dongliu was truly a remarkable man.
Ever since she was with him, Jiang the Witch could find new delights every day, her emotions fluctuating like a roller coaster, and her Demonic Technique cultivation level soared.
This made her younger sisters Li Chou and Li Hen rather envious, and they were also beginning to consider finding their own loaf of bread to date.
As for whether she became Daoist Companions with Wei Dongliu out of love or for the sake of increasing her Demonic Technique cultivation, her younger sisters believed it was the latter.
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Meanwhile, Jiang Lian kept her silence on this matter, never responding to such questions.
“By the way, I might have to return to the headquarters of the Demonic Path soon,” she said coquettishly, wrapping her arms around Wei Dongliu’s neck.
“Oh, what happened?” Wei Dongliu asked calmly.
“Our Demonic Path headquarters is on Great Pan Mountain in the East Sea near Yangzhou, right?” Jiang Lian chuckled, “Lately, for some reason, there have been frequent tsunamis there, and most of our buildings on the island are submerged.
I need to go back and check on things.”
“Oh.” Wei Dongliu nodded indifferently, “Then you should go.”
This indifferent scoundrel didn’t show any sign of reluctance to part, which really angered Jiang the Witch.
So, fuming with rage, she left the sect, rode the Demonic Mist, and flew directly towards the east.
The reason she ran off to the east, of course, wasn’t to protect the sect…
What’s the Demonic Path to them?
Just a toy!
She was actually going to meet her younger sisters.
Above the East Sea, Jiang Lian and her sisters, Li Chou and Li Hen, stood on nothingness, surrounded by dense black fog that completely enveloped them, making it utterly impossible to glimpse anything inside from the outside.
“My husband is going to Golden Que,” Jiang Lian said coldly, “You know about Golden Que, right?”
“One of the four major nodes,” Li Chou replied.
“Like the gun carriage for a big canon,” Li Hen added.
“Inside Golden Que are Arrays set up to prevent our Heavenly Demons from invading,” Jiang Lian said icily, “As Heavenly Demons, is there anywhere in the Great Thousand Worlds where we cannot go?
Can you tolerate such a thing?”
“Of course not.” “Absolutely not,” the two sisters replied in unison.
Talk is cheap, after all, as they all knew full well, the sister was simply worried about letting her husband go in alone and just wanted a sister to go in and keep an eye on him.
“Hmm,” Jiang Lian was satisfied with their understanding and asked, “Which one of you will go in and scout for me?”
“I’ll go,” Li Chou volunteered.
Compared to her younger sister, Li Hen, Li Chou was more mature and stable.
Jiang Lian felt more at ease with her, so she nodded with authority.
Meanwhile, since his wife had unhappily returned to her maiden home, Wei Dongliu finally felt a bit of pressure.
In this sect, why were there so many affairs to deal with every day?
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So he called his disciples Guo Jin and Wang Cong over and said,
“How has your cultivation been progressing recently?
What, you haven’t achieved Core Formation yet!
The Refining Mansion rank is a time to test one’s patience in grinding work; not having formed a core isn’t necessarily a bad thing.
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First, help master deal with these affairs.”
“Master.” Guo Jin earnestly said, “Disciple has recently had some fortuitous encounters and has accumulated two hundred years of Refining Mansion cultivation, hence plans to attempt Core Formation…”
“Oh.” Wei Dongliu showed a ‘just as I thought’ expression and calmly said, “Third Grade Golden Core, you have indeed been working hard recently.”
“Since you wish to undergo Core Formation, then you don’t have to do any work for now.
Wang Cong!”
Wang Cong approached with a sour face: “Master.”
“How much Refining Mansion cultivation do you have?”
“One hundred and thirty years…”
“Only one hundred and thirty years?!” Wei Dongliu said displeased, “Your senior brother didn’t start much before you, right?
He has already accumulated over two hundred years!”
“Master ah!” Wang Cong immediately began to pour out his grievances, “You don’t know how lucky senior brother is!”
The young woman prattled on, elaborating on all the instances of Guo Jin’s good fortune with great exaggeration, as if he was just short of walking out the door and stumbling upon secret medicine from the Purple Mansion falling from the sky.
Wei Dongliu naturally wouldn’t take these clever and articulate complaints of his second disciple for the truth, but his first disciple Guo Jin indeed had great fortune upon him, which Madam Jiang seemed to have mentioned to me before.
Well, it’s indeed different from the type of fortune Shi Liuli has.
Shi Liuli’s previous encounter was like directly cheating – she pulled the spiritual strings and changed the answers so they would work in her favor; whereas Guo Jin’s luck is more akin to a passive protagonist’s destiny, serendipitously stumbling upon the right answer…
Looking at Guo Jin’s bashful and honest face, Wei Dongliu chuckled yet again.
Upon reflection, it indeed was the case.
Had his luck not been exceptional, with his mediocre talent for cultivation, how could he have been selected by me from amongst all those in a mortal world school?
With my status and position as Wei Dongliu, isn’t Guo Jin being able to take me as his master the best proof that his fortune is as profound as heaven’s favor?
Thinking thus, he no longer pondered over how Guo Jin achieved two hundred years of Purple Mansion cultivation, but after contemplating for a moment, he took out the Myriad Avatar Absolute Immortal Sword and said,
“If you are to transcend tribulation, take this for your protection.”
“Master…” Guo Jin was immediately deeply moved and sobbed as he spoke.
Wang Cong, standing by, also showed an incredulous expression.
One should know that this wasn’t just any Immortal Sword, it was the Myriad Avatar Absolute Immortal Sword!
Even among Eleventh Rank Immortal Swords, it was one of the notorious Extermination Immortal Swords – the Myriad Avatar Absolute Immortal Sword that could form an array with a single sword!
Could master actually part with it so easily…
Was this the same master who would usually be hands-off and penny-pinching?
“What are you crying for?” Wei Dongliu said impatiently, “If you are truly grateful, then transcend the Heavenly Tribulation smoothly for your master and return to report once you’ve formed your core!”
Had he not already known that Guo Jin would transcend the tribulation smoothly without even a scratch on his origin, he would never dare to lend out the Myriad Avatar Absolute Immortal Sword – what if it got damaged in the Heavenly Tribulation?
But having already known the result, Wei Dongliu naturally enjoyed the opportunity to show a bit of his majesty as a master.
Turning to Guo Jin, the first disciple was now crying tears of gratitude, kneeling to receive the sword and sincerely said,
“Disciple promises to go all out and ensure the sword gifted by master will not be lost!”
It’s lending the sword!
Not gifting it!