Chapter 464 - Where did the Cultivation Path came from? (2/2)
[Watching their Gods gets turned into enemies must have been hell, so, did this cultivation path already existed in theory long before the Emperor of Death appeared? With the qi so muddle with so much energy that it allowed them to easily mold the new path to the current era, then, it might be possible to introduce a new path.
[No, they should have tried before, but the established truth could be easily overturned thus, the only time it appeared was when it was finally needed… which meant this cultivation path long existed before everything existed!]
Wang Ling opened his eyes, everything around him had already turned to dust. He turned to the left and saw Angel looking at him with lazy eyes, ”The flames can't turn to any animal other than a snake. But it can form other things like swords and wings though. I think you can use that.”
”That's good to know Angel, good job, so how long was I cultivating?”
”There had been nine cycles so one week and three days.” Angel pointed outside where everything was dark.
”So, it's night?” Wang Ling said and returned his attention to Angel who was by his side waiting. Wang Ling placed his hand on its head, ”Good job, Angel, thank you for your work.”
”Hehe.” Angle giggled as she moved around the room.
Wang Ling opened the door to his room and found that it was only Chang Ping in the living room.
”Ah, Master, you are finally out. It seems like you didn't even reach the pinnacle of Mortality Severance.”
”It would appear that the pool of my qi subsequently improved. The resources I gained from the Tomb were already reduced to dust. But I did learn the truth about the Cultivation so I guess that's a win for me.”
”Congratulations then, Master.” Chang Ping had grown accustomed to Wang Ling's ridiculousness, ”I have some spare resources with me, do you wish to use them? With your current state, you shouldn't implode by their purity.”
”That would be useful, thank you. Wait, where are the other four, are they resting in their rooms?”
”Oh, them, they left to clean up someone with an unsavory vocabulary and unchecked arrogance. You know, the usual arrogant too narrow viewed nouveau riche who don't know any better.”
”Oh, does it have anything to do with the one I dealt with when we were checking in? Is it a brother?”
”Yes, she had a brother from one of the Three Immortal Sects.”
”Knew it.” Wang Ling laughed.
”He arrived three days after the incident and demanded from your presence.”
”So, what did you do?”
”Qinyang beat him up after losing a coin toss. They are dealing with the father of the two.”
”Is that so, anyway, I haven't seen your progress in the Blood Seeking Sword, come on, show me where you are at the moment.”
”Yes, Master, oh yeah, I just realized it, but does the Blood Seeking Sword have a connection with your past-past life?”
”It does, now, let us begin.”
Wang Ling trained Wang Ling that night, several hours later the four arrived.
Seeing their exasperated image, he asked, ”The Father cursed and a Grandfather appeared to try and settle the matter?”
”…how did you know that?” the twins asked.
”Experience, I've dealt with thousands of such people before. Oh yeah, if you're already on the grandfather, expect an Ancestor. Don't look too down, at least, now we have a way to pass the time, right?”
The four looked at Wang Ling seating on the couch with a leisure expression and just decided to believe him.
Four days later, an Ancestor did arrive outside the Inn demanding their presence.
Wang Ling saw this transpire and looked at the old man floating in the air, ”Told you so.” He said to Qinyang and the others who were already in the process of doing a Coin Toss.
Qinyang loss.