Chapter 253 - Seeking the Way. Divining the Fate (1/2)

“Don’t try to trick me. If you want to avenge your teacher, you have to rely on me. And those disciples of yours, I’m the one who decides whether they live or die.”

Jihuang Demon Lord looked down on the Divine Monk and mocked him.

He had other uses for the monk, which was why he did not kill him.

Xuanhe Divine Monk and Daoya Old Man were close friends, and both were masters in divination. They knew Yin and Yang and understood how to divine fate.

Facing Jihuang Demon Lord’s threat, Xuanhe Divine monk did not reply.

He was already used to it.

“Oh yes, is Zhou Xuanji the Ten Thousand Year Prince?”

Jihuang Demon Lord inquired further. His eyes looked at the monk intently.

He knew about the monk’s relationship with Daoya Old Man, who was the grand-teacher of Zhou Xuanji.

The murder of the monk’s teacher partnered with his close friend’s grand-student—what irony.

“No, the Ten Thousand Year Prince is another person and has already been born.”

Xuanhe Divine Monk replied, which made the Demon Lord frown.

“Is Yang Di the Ten Thousand Year Prince?”

“No.”

“Jiang Wudi”

“No.”

“Me?”

“Impossible!”

“…”

Jihuang Demon Lord fell into silence. Fury was burning in his eyes.

He asked gravely, “Then tell me. Who is the Ten Thousand Year Prince?”

Legends about the Ten Thousand Year Prince was really suspicious. If that kind of person really existed, he or she would surely become an obstacle to him.

“This monk has no idea.”

Xuanhe Divine Monk replied. Jihuang Demon Lord stared at him and struck him with his palm across the air.

Boooom!

Xuanhe Divine Monk was slammed into the wall, and blood welled up from his throat.

Jihuang Demon Lord snorted coldly before turning around and leaving.

…

Three months later

Zhou Xuanji and his companions were walking in the desert. About a hundred people followed behind him. They practiced their sword techniques as they walked.

As of now, there were a hundred and twenty-one second-generation disciples.

Zhou Xuanji’s battle during the heavenly tribulation, his fame peaked. When he passed by an empire previously, countless people were drawn to him. After a half-month long evaluation, there were a few dozen disciples who were quite talented.

He always asked for quality over quantity.

These second-generation disciples had good insight into the Sword’s Way. They could learn a sword technique in a short time, even though they needed much more time to reach Great Accomplishment.

Xu Yang had already become a senior disciple amongst the second-generation disciples. Although other disciples surpassed him in talent, none of them had his jumpy character.

Moreover, he had already taken Xiao Jinghong to be his teacher, and Xiao Jinghong was Zhou Xuanji’s only disciple.

At this moment, Ning Zifeng was teaching the second-generation disciples sword techniques. Everyone’s movements were in sync with his, which looked very impressive.

Meanwhile, Zhou Xuanji was discussing hidden powerful cultivators in the Northern Wilderness Region with Daoya Old Man and Xian Xianghua at the front.

Jiang Xue, Xiao Jinghong, Zhao Congjian, Han Shenbo, Chongming Demon Monarch, Huang Lianxin, and Beixiao Wangjian were all listening attentively.

The little black snake and Zhou Xiaoqi were playing around with Zhang Kuanglan.

The two dragon eagles circled in the air and patrolled for them.

“I have always been curious. Who taught Yang Di?”

Daoya Old Man asked Xian Xianghua. Among them, only Xian Xianghua knew Yang Di. They fought three times after all.

Xian Xianghua rolled her eyes at him and said, “How the hell would I know?”

Zhou Xuanji, on the other hand, was thinking about the Haotian Sect.

Would there be more devil lords from the Haotian Sect that remained in the world?

Or else, with Zhang Kuanglan’s current cultivation, it would not have a significant impact on him.

At this moment.