284 Cries and the Master (2/2)
That was… 'Master'!
The Night Immortal King was kneeling and bowing in the direction of the ancient greenish-bronze sword, which was on the sun. In his cries and sadness, he spoke with a sense of longing, a sense of guilt, his myriad of emotions encompassed in one word…
”Master…”
After a long while, the word 'Master' reverberated amidst the crying sounds. The Night Immortal King's body slowly fell back into the deep trench, before he eventually became completely silent.
A moment passed without anyone speaking a word. After making sure that the Night Immortal King had fallen into hibernation, Duan Muque, the Federation President, finally heaved a sigh of relief. The Core Formation realm cultivators around him followed suit, and they all noticed that the Federation President was drenched in sweat.
If a single mistake occurred just now, their existence could have all been pushed to the brink of nothingness.
”Now, it's time to tidy up matters here! Three hours later, after you've all found your respective disciples, bring them back to the bases and inspect them all. Before a conclusion is reached, the seal will not be opened, and no one shall leave!”
Duan Muque turned his head suddenly, carrying a chill in his gaze as he looked at the corpses of the people who had died due to the tremors of the Night Immortal King's cries. His gaze also swept across those Foundation Establishment cultivators who were still alive but were bleeding from all their orifices. At the same time, he saw Wang Baole, and after nodding at him, he turned and left.
At the same time, people began to disperse to search for the disciples from their own factions. The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord, who was previously standing beside Duan Muque, approached Wang Baole. His eyes seemed to be conveying a complicated thought, while Wang Baole remained silent without a word.
He was no longer the ignorant True Breath realm cultivator he was when he first entered the Mystic Luna Realm. After experiencing the battle of the giant trees over the fruit, and listening to the conversations between the various factions, he seemed to have gained a somewhat complete and accurate grasp on the transformation that had happened in the Mystic Luna Realm.
This Mystic Luna Realm was a trap!
He wasn't sure whether he should believe that the four Dao Colleges were completely ignorant of that.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord seemed to have something to say, but eventually, he merely sighed deeply without speaking a word. He brought Wang Baole away, making plans for him to stay in one of the bases of the four Dao Colleges. Very quickly, the Core Formation realm cultivators from the four Dao Colleges began to bring the disciples from their respective factions away.
Wang Baole saw Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng, who were both impressive and had reached the Foundation Establishment state. That was especially so for Zhao Yameng, who gave Wang Baole a sense that she had reached Foundation Establishment stage with a perfect item!
Chen Yutong and company had returned as well. As people returned, a battle was about to begin in a patch of forest land on the dark side of the Mystic Luna Realm.
Amidst the loud noise, the black-robed middle-aged man was pale as he hurriedly retreated. In the forest before him, a red glow was spreading, and when it completely enveloped him, the Red Star appeared on his glabella.
Duan Muque slowly emerged from the forest. Step-by-step, he appeared before the black-robed middle-aged man.
The black-robed middle-aged man looked perplexedly at Duan Muque, giving up all intentions of retaliation as he sighed.
”No wonder you could become the center of attention from someone insignificant amongst the candidates, surpassing your classmates to become the Federation President… Duan Muque, I had thought that you only had two ways of bringing me down, one legitimate and one underhand method, but I seemed to have belittled you. You had a third tactic…!
”I don't know how you found the fruit before me. Furthermore, you even poisoned and put restraints on it. However, this time, I concede defeat!”
”Say it with the fruit as a witness. What happened?” Duan Muque spoke calmly.
The black-robed middle-aged men laughed bitterly as he sighed, rattling out the truth. He only hid the details about Wang Baole, as Wang Baole was the only tool he had to get rid of the Federation President. At the same time, Wang Baole was also the key for him to reach Nascent Soul realm in the future, as Wang Baole had absorbed so much of the fruit. Therefore, for his own sake, he needed to protect Wang Baole.
Right now, in a basin on the visible side of the moon, Galactic Dusk Sect's Sect Lord was wielding a ninth-grade Dharmic Armament as he looked at a middle-aged cultivator dressed in a long black robe approaching him without emotion, carrying a similarly frightening ninth-grade Dharmic Armament long spear.
”Li Qidao, as the Lead Senator of the Senate, why are you collaborating with White Deer Dao College? Furthermore, there is no sure win for either of us if we were to battle, so why is there a need for us to battle in the first place?” The Sect Lord from Galactic Dusk Sect frowned as he began to speak.
”Sect Lord Xu, the loser shall concede defeat. Since that is the situation now, why aren't you satisfied? Based on your intelligence, you must have understood that the fruit could only be used by wood types. It's useless for human cultivators in terms of their cultivation. All it does is strengthen their bodies. Otherwise, it wouldn't have existed until now. Someone altered it, such that it would be useless even for someone like you who was proficient in wood techniques and was using it to advance to reach the Nascent Soul realm.”
Galactic Dusk Sect's Sect Lord fell silent, before sighing deeply after a long while.
”Is it enough that I go into seclusion for fifty years, never to emerge in society in that period of time?”
”It's not enough! Sixty years is needed, at least!”