Chapter 377: Chapter 145: Defeat Two Great Life and Death Realm Masters with One Move! The True Body of a Master_5
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Not to mention, in the view of the white-haired old man, Wang Ping, the protagonist of the era, must have also created his own Divine Skills, which might even be stronger than his.
âSenior, donât worry too much. Although you canât help me, you can still cultivate my friend. His talent in the light attribute is amazing. I brought him here to see if you would be willing to accept him as a disciple.â
Wang Ping said politely.
âHmm, I can see that.â
The white-haired old man nodded and made a hand gesture, and a luminescent screen appeared before Wang Pingâs eyes.
In the virtual luminescent screen, Cai Yonglong was undergoing trials, trying to find the path best suited to him.
âIt will probably take him another week to get here, we can wait patiently.â
The white-haired old man stroked his beard and spoke.
âWhen he arrives, this old man will train him well. Meeting someone who is most suited to inherit this old manâs mantle before withering away, I can die without regrets.â
Wang Ping sighed, not knowing how to respond.
After all, he couldnât possibly stop the white-haired old man from initiating Cai Yonglong.
Their purpose here was precisely this.
But, witnessing the end of a powerful generation, his feelings were still quite complicated.
âDonât sigh for me, Iâve clung to life for so many years. My friends and family have all died. Itâs lonely, boring, and death only means liberation for me.â
Seeing Wang Ping sigh, the white-haired old man shook his head slightly.
âBored with lifeâŠâ
Wang Ping mumbled to himself.
He yearned for immortality, but in his previous life, there had always been many debates about immortality.
Your loved ones wouldnât be immortal even if you were, so after living for a long time, loneliness and boredom would consume many, who would then seek death voluntarily.
Of course, there were also many who, after living for a long time, became numb and indifferent as they witnessed the deaths of their loved ones one after another.
Some of the great emperors of the Ye Hei World protected the common people before they severed their own bodies. However, after living for too long and losing their loved ones, they became numb and chose to fall into depravity just for the sake of becoming immortal.
However, Wang Ping didnât think he would seek death himself.
With the chat group, he had insight into some events in the Myriad Heavens and Thousands of Realms. He would never lack companions and wouldnât be lonely.
Furthermore, even if he were lonely, he would carry on.
Of course, Wang Pingâs current life was still short. Whether he would change in the future is another matter.
âThe topic seems a bit heavy. Speaking of the Emperor, how much do you know?â
Seeing Wang Ping lost in thought, the white-haired old man smiled and changed the subject.
âA lot.â
Wang Ping shook his head slightly and recounted everything he knew in detail.
âIt seems I donât need to add anything.â
Seeing how much Wang Ping knew, the white-haired old man nodded, not too surprised.
Wang Ping could grow to this point because he had learned everything he needed to know.
If he didnât know these things, then he wouldnât have used a Secret Skill to conceal his aura, nor would he have reached his current level. Instead, he would have died long ago.
âPeople in the world curse the Emperor, but this old man believes the truth will be revealed one day. I also believe that the Emperor will not be possessed by others, but will eliminate that strange soul and be born anew, taking back everything weâve lost and uprooting all those despicable characters.â
The white-haired old man looked up at the sky with hope and longing in his eyes, which then turned into despair.
âHowever, Iâm afraid I wonât be able to see that day. Itâs up to you to bear witness from now on.â
Wang Pingâs mood was extraordinarily heavy, and he couldnât find words of comfort.
The white-haired old man didnât know the situation of the Guilt-Punishing Emperor, but Wang Ping did. Perhaps he was the only one in this world who knew the truth.
For the Guilt-Punishing Emperor to be born again, it seemed unlikely.
Targeted and possessed by the strange spirit, the fact that he could regain partial control of his body at a critical moment and seal himself, along with the Profound Turtle, was already quite remarkable. But to eliminate the strange spirit was absolutely impossible.
The Guilt-Punishing Emperorâs current situation was likely that his body was completely under the control of the strange spirit, and because of his various methods, he was completely sealed and unable to emerge.
Of course, saying he was completely sealed was not entirely accurate.
At least, there would be signs of the seal loosening in the future.
That is to say, the strange spirit that possessed the Guilt-Punishing Emperor would reappear, not the Guilt-Punishing Emperor himself.
By then, the Guilt-Punishing Emperorâs reputation would be completely ruined.
In normal circumstances, thatâs what would happen.
âHowever, I wonât let that happen.â
Wang Ping silently said in his heart.
This wasnât due to sentimentality, but simply out of concern for his own life and for the group points.
If the strange spirit reappeared, he wouldnât be able to escape either.
Not to mention, the value of such a powerful strange spirit was immeasurable and was something he couldnât afford to miss out on.
For the next month, Wang Ping and the white-haired old man kept talking.
Perhaps it was because the white-haired old man hadnât talked to someone for such a long time, he had a lot to say and told Wang Ping about various things from the past.
Wang Ping was happy to listen.
Meanwhile, the white-haired old man would occasionally discuss Tao with him.
Although the white-haired old manâs cultivation was only at the half-step Nirvana Realm, he had lived for over ten thousand years and had a deep understanding of cultivation that Wang Ping couldnât match. Some of his insights were very enlightening for Wang Ping.
This allowed Wang Ping to truly experience the feeling of Enlightenment, something very different from the simulated insights he had gained.
As for Cai Yonglong, he had already completed his trials and had also been taught cultivation by the white-haired old man. From time to time, the white-haired old man would initiate him, improving Cai Yonglongâs cultivation.
Of course, most of the white-haired old manâs cultivation was used to temper Cai Yonglongâs foundation and improve his talent, while the improvement of his cultivation was secondary.
This kind of secret method was very rare and came at a great cost.
It was only because the old man had once been a quasi-King and had already seen through life and death that he was willing to try this method.
Otherwise, other masters would not be able to do such a thing, and even if they could, very few would choose to do so.
In the end, the white-haired old man finished refining Cai Yonglongâs foundation and root, as well as raised his cultivation to Profound Elixir Realm Great Perfection. Then, he withered away.
Wang Ping and Cai Yonglong erected a tombstone for the white-haired old man, their mood incredibly complex.
Wang Ping had known the white-haired old man for a month and felt a bond that transcended the years between them.
As for Cai Yonglong, there was even less need to say; the white-haired old man had greatly indebted him, becoming his second master.