Chapter 704 (END) - Epilogue 2: The Difference Between a Sword Cultivator and a Pill Cultivator (2/2)

A long while later, Tian Yi finally understood. Immortal herbs that were valuable to the various immortals in the continent were counted as trash in the Invincible Sect.

As a wasteful pill cultivator, he was used to being short on ingredients. Now, he had become wealthy overnight. Tian Yi guessed that he would need much more time to get used to this lifestyle.

But before Tian Yi could get used to it, the Invincible Sect began to welcome new people in the sect. Zuo Two Bucks had finally ascended to immortality. The way time worked in the immortal realm was different from the lower realm. Although less than one month had passed in the immortal realm, thousands of years had already gone by in the lower.

What’s more, Zuo Two Bucks did not ascend to immortality alone. Instead, when he ascended to immortality, he brought with him a good demon who stayed in Gui Yi Sect for thousands of years, refusing to leave – the demon, Little Three.

Ever since Shen Ying left them, Little Three had not dared to get off his knees. At first, the people of Gui Yi Sect were a little afraid. After all, it was a demon- a Skyfiend at that. But after awhile, they realised that he seemed to be rooted there. He did not even move from his position a single inch. Slowly, the people of Gui Yi Sect let their guards down.

But the demonic Qi around him still caused a disturbance in the sect, even if he was not actively trying to attack them. In the beginning, the plants around him began to wilt. Slowly, all the herbs on the mountain died. Within a certain radius of where Little Three was kneeling, they could not grow any more immortal herbs.

The Gui Yi Sect’s Patriarch was so anxious that he cried out. After all, they were a sect of pill cultivators. What good was the land if they could not plant any spirit herbs on it! Yet, no matter who said what, Little Three refused to get up. He looked at them as if to say, “Don’t even dream of bluffing me, a demon with multiple brains!”

Just like that, Little Three knelt there for a few hundred years. All the spirit herbs in the sect were nearly wiped clean. Zuo Two Bucks, who was a Nascent Soul cultivator at the time could not help but say, “Little Three, kneeling here is not a solution either. A person as kind as Lady Shen would hope to see you go out and help others for sure. Do more good things. For all you know, she would be happier and forgive you!”

“Is that true?” Little Three stared blankly at him. He was beginning to look convinced.

Zuo Two Bucks kept trying to persuade him to get up. Finally, Little Three bought his story and stood up hesitantly. From then on, he followed Zuo Two Bucks around and helped to do more good in the place. Perhaps because he was a demon, this had a huge impact on the people around him. Because of his actions, the fiendish cultivator sects around all began to turn over a new leaf.

After all, it was the goal of all fiendish cultivators to ultimately become a demon. If demons were doing good things, it showed that their old way of training was flawed.

Thus, under Little Three’s guidance, the demonic cultivators began to get along well with the rest of the cultivators. They made friends and co-operated. This harmony continued all the way until Zuo Two Bucks ascended to immortality.

To prevent Little Three from going back and kneeling after Zuo Two Bucks ascended to immortality, Zuo Two Bucks dragged Little Three up to the upper realm with him. Thus, Little Three followed Zuo Two Bucks all the way back to the Invincible Sect as well. As the saying went: He needed to seek forgiveness from Exalted Goddess.

In his thousands of years training in the lower realm, Zuo Shuming did not once get distracted from his path. He focused on becoming a good sword cultivator. The moment Yu Hong saw him, she knew that Elder Lonemoon was the one who trained him. She accepted him into the sect immediately, and instructed the other disciples to train him up. He was only an Earth Immortal. The other disciples needed someone like him to train with. Soon, he would make progress! Mm… Sword cultivators have good endurance right?

Zuo Two Bucks: “…”

“Wait, Senior Sister! I haven’t gotten an immortal sword! Can you give me a sword before you hit me?”

“Shut up! HIt him!”

“…”

“Senior Brother, I am only an Earth Immortal. Even sword cultivators of this level would not be able to withstand a blow from Mystic Immortals. Please, stop treating me like a punching bag!”

“It’ll be alright, Junior Brother. You won’t die!”

“…”

“Eh? Senior Sister, what do you want? You don’t have to transform – I wouldn’t be able to beat you either way!”

“I’m respecting my opponent!”

“Wait, no, help!”

Zuo Two Bucks seriously doubted his life choices, especially after seeing Tian Yi. The latter squatted peacefully in the pill refinement room each day, holding a fifth-grade immortal herb in his left hand and an eighth-grade immortal lotus in his right. In fact, this image made Zuo Two Bucks seriously consider running back to the lower realm.

Speaking of which… Was it too late to become a pill cultivator now?