Chapter 462 - Qilin Race, Eight Thousand Years Old (2/2)

Han Jue was secretly vigilant. His divine sense didn’t capture the existence of other mighty figures. He had to use the simulation trial to detect them and didn’t capture the existence of the Qilin Race’s Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

In other words, that fellow was really dead.

Han Jue walked into the cave and counted the eggs.

Leaving aside the lifeless eggs, there were more than 1,200 Qilin eggs that could survive. There was a certain restriction hidden in the cave that could transport underground Spirit Qi into the Qilin eggs and let them grow.

“Will subduing these Qilin eggs cause karma with Sages?” Han Jue asked in his mind.

(3 billion years of lifespan will be deducted. Do you want to continue?]

Continue!

[Not for the time being.]

Han Jue heaved a sigh of relief. In that case, he would take these Qilin eggs.

He carefully surveyed the cave. After confirming that there was no danger, he called Murong Qi and Dao Sovereign over.

Murong Qi was considered the Hidden Sect’s manager. The Hundred Year Competition was organized by him. He was very talented in management, and Dao Sovereign was the strongest disciple.

“These Qilin eggs belong to the Hidden Sect. Take care of them in the future,” Han Jue instructed.

Murong Qi and Dao Sovereign were stunned as they looked at the thousand or so Qilin eggs.

Dao Sovereign sighed. “It’s indeed the territory of the Qilin Race.”

Murong Qi asked, “The Qilin Race has already perished?”

Han Jue had no choice but to derive it again. After consuming two billion years of his lifespan, he confirmed that the Qilin Race had been wiped out, and only these eggs were left.

“Yes, that’s all. They’ll enter the Hidden Sect in the future,” Han Jue replied and left.

Murong Qi and Dao Sovereign walked into the cave and clicked their tongues in wonder.

After leaving the underground, Han Jue continued wandering.

Several days later, he returned to the Daoist temple to cultivate. He created a Heavenly Puppet and went out to inquire about the situation.

Although he was already strong enough, he still did not want to go out and wander around.

What if he was surrounded by a hundred Pseudo-Sages?

Cough cough!

That was too exaggerated. How could there be a hundred Pseudo-Sages waiting for him?

Anyway, it wasn’t absolutely safe. Han Jue still didn’t want to leave the vicinity of the Dao Field.

He enveloped the new Daoist temple with the system barrier. The outside world wouldn’t be able to spy on the inside.

The excitement of being in a new place was quickly wiped away by time. The Hidden Sect disciples also began to enter seclusion to cultivate.

In the blink of an eye, decades passed.

In the Daoist temple, three lines of words suddenly appeared in front of Han Jue.

[Detected that you are 8,000 years old and your life has taken another step forward. You have the following choices:]

[1: Come out immediately and preach to the world, leaving behind a glorious name. You can obtain a Great Dao Fragment and a Mystical Power inheritance.]

[2: Cultivate in a low profile manner and do not participate in disputes. You can obtain a Dao Field guard.)

Han Jue chose the second option without hesitation.

This Dao Field guard could only be a Pseudo-Sage, so he chose Shi Dudao again.

[Dao Field Guard has begun to duplicate]

Han Jue thought for a moment and asked in his mind, “Can I move the Dao Field out of Hidden Sect Island?”

The Dao Field covered an extremely large area. It was not appropriate to restrict it to Hidden Sect Island now.

(100 billion years of lifespan will be deducted. Do you want to continue?] So expensive?

Han Jue cursed silently. Fine!

For safety reasons, it was better to move out.

Continue!