Chapter 91 - Grand-teacher’s Good News (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Seeing that Zhou Xuanji was ready for battle, the old man waved his hand and said, “Don’t worry. I’m not going to harm. I’m your grand-teacher.”
Grand-teacher?
Zhou Xuanji was stunned, along with Jiang Xue, Zhao Congjian, and the rest.
The little black snake hid behind a rock and mumbled to itself, “Such a terrifying Qi-signature. I hope he’s not here to eat me.”
Zhou Xuanji frowned and clarified, “You mean… You are my mother’s teacher?”
What about Emperor Yan of Zhou?
What kind of person is he? His existence was the pinnacle of all that resides in the Northern Wilderness Region. His teacher must have either ascended or died.
The old man nodded and laughed as he stroke his long beard, “Everyone addressed me as Daoya Old Man. I’m the one who brought your mother up. Back then, I told her that Emperor Yan of Zhou was not a good man, but it was a pity that your mother fell for the trap of love and could not remove herself from it. She ended up dead.”
He said it carefreely, as though he was not saddened by the death of his beloved disciple.
Zhao Congjian’s expression changed. “Daoya Old Man… The land god in the legends… He really exists…”
To be called a land god, one must have already lived for thousands of years or even 10,000 years.
”That year, when my mother was in trouble, why did you not help?” Zhou Xuanji asked, his brow still tensed up in a frown.
Daoya Old Man walked over, as though he teleported to Zhou Xuanji’s face.
His right hand landed on Zhou Xuanji’s shoulder. Zhou Xuanji wanted to back off instinctively, but he realized that he could no longer move.
The rest took out their weapons and prepared for battle.
”Not bad. Your talent is much better than your mother.”
Daoya Old Man said with a smile, before answering Zhou Xuanji’s question, “I’m not a real god. I cannot help your mother any time I want. We each have our fate which could not be intervened.”
”Your mother used up her life on you.”
”That year, when your mother was pregnant with you, I already foresaw that Heaven would not allow you to live, but your mother was determined to give birth to you. So, I had to cast spells to cover you from destiny to keep you alive.”
Zhou Xuanji’s eyes opened wide, dismayed.
The rest were shocked too.
Heaven did not allow him to live?
No wonder he was so devilish!
Daoya Old Man withdrew his hand and said, “Your mother took your place. If Heaven wants your mother to die, your mother had to die. The Empress was the one to end her life.”
Zhou Xuanji was unhappy and asked, “What you said is extremely mystical. If Principles of Heaven do exist, then when I’m strong enough, I can go to Hades to find my mother? To revive her?”
Jiang Xue and the rest were also stunned by what the old man said.
Was there really Heaven’s will behind everything in the world?
If so, then was it significant for them to make a difference in themselves?
Daoya Old Man nodded with a smile and said, “There is no limit to power. That might be possible.”
Zhou Xuanji took a deep breath and asked, “What’s the use for the Monarchial Violet Qi?”
”No use. It’s only a destiny to suit becoming the Emperor and with a Qi fortune more abundant than an ordinary person. When two people with the Monarchial Violet Qi meet, only one can stay. You will understand when you see Zhou Yalong.”
Daoya Old Man said with a chuckle. He turned his eyes toward Jiang Xue intently.
Jiang Xue blushed a little and looked down quickly.
Facing Zhou Xuanji’s Grand-teacher, she was very nervous, shy, and uneasy. It was a feeling that could not be fully described with words.
”Fated to be married. Not bad, not bad.”
Daoya Old Man laughed, and Jiang Xue looked up happily when she heard him.
Zou Xuanji curled his lip. He suddenly felt like whatever the old man said previously was bluffing.
But he also sensed that the old man meant nothing ill.
”Cultivate well. I will go to Great Zhou’s royal court on your behalf. No one can help you with your fated battle with Zhou Yalong.”
Daoya Old Man said as he looked at Zhou Xuanji and nodded with a smile. His tone was full of encouragement.
After that, he disappeared on the spot.
”He’s really an old god.” Huang Lianxin sighed.
Beixiao Wangjian curled his lip and said, “Since he’s our Master’s Grand-teacher, why doesn’t he help our Master?”
Zhao Congjian glanced at him and said, “It’s not that he did not help. He has already helped much. But the powerful man will make himself power. Our Master does not hope for his help.”
Zhou Xuanji nodded calmly.
What the…
Who didn’t hope his help?