Above the Great Dao
Chapter 507 - 239: Parents Should Have Given Birth to One with Two Less Legs (Vote for me at the beginning of the month)

Chapter 507: Chapter 239: Parents Should Have Given Birth to One with Two Less Legs (Vote for me at the beginning of the month)

Under the terrifying oppression, Xi Sima could not help but reveal his own Void Great Realm!

His Void Great Realm hung in the sky, his Primordial Spirit sat within the Void Great Realm, surrounded by the alternation of sun and moons, with the Star River changing rapidly like dust and sand, gathering and dispersing, giving one the feeling that the times changed like the sea into mulberry fields while he himself would always exist throughout the ages.

Two Void Great Realms suspended in the sky, the four suns and moons shining upon each other, conveying a horrifying sense of oppression.

Xi Sima broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

Young.

That was his first thought.

This iron plank was too young.

He looked to be in his forties, at the prime age for fighting, robust in Qi-Blood, with a strong physical body, beating up elders in the same realm must be as easy as blowing off dust, effortless!

Was he in the Returning Void Realm or the Mahayana Realm?

Could his own old bones kick this iron plank?

The float in the river moved a bit, a fish had bitten the hook.

But Xi Sima dared not lift the rod.

He dared not move at all.

In the presence of such a rarely seen master, any slight move from him might expose a flaw, subjecting him to be executed on the spot!

When he fished, he never liked to interfere with the fish biting the bait, calling it ’letting nature take its course, the willing will be hooked.’ With his abilities, if he threw down an empty hook, just with a thought, probably all the fish in the river could hang on the hook.

But where would be the fun in that?

Real fishing was about relying on luck, watching the fish trying the bait, the joy of the catch when the fish bit.

But now, Xi Sima wished he could curse this damned fish, why did it have to bite just at this time?

What he wanted to curse even more were the five survivors of the Banshan Sect.

The connection of the five survivors of the Banshan Sect with the Fuzheng Pavilion was a major event for the Banshan Sect, but not a major issue for him. However, since he was nearby, doing nothing, he might as well come and see how others from the Fuzheng Pavilion would handle Chen Shi, and perhaps offer them some guidance, promoting the juniors.

Yet, he had not expected to meet such a formidable opponent after coming here!

How old was he?

Xi Sima’s temples twitched, age was extremely important because it was key to whether one could cultivate into the Mahayana Realm.

For instance, many people speculated he had cultivated into the Mahayana Realm, but Xi Sima knew he was still very far from the Mahayana Realm.

The Mahayana Realm was a peculiar state, one could either break through within ten years of entering the Returning Void Realm and cultivate into the Mahayana Realm, or one would have to wait for a hundred-year opportunity.

He didn’t break through within ten years.

His Qi-Blood was depleted, if ten years wasn’t possible, he wouldn’t live another hundred years.

But this young man probably cultivated into the Returning Void Realm around the age of thirty and refined the Void Great Realm.

He definitely had the hope of achieving the Mahayana in ten years!

If this person were to cultivate into the Mahayana Realm, there would be no need for a battle, Xi Sima only had the option to kneel and beg for mercy!

"What realm is he really in? Can I hold out?" Xi Sima’s forehead, sweat beads the size of beans kept slipping down.

Aunt Aying stared blankly at her own man, his broad back as solid as the clear sky, standing there, giving people an extremely reliable feeling.

The impression Xi Sima and others gave was like the oppressive feeling of the clear sky bearing down, suffocating.

But to her, it was reliable.

No oppressive feeling, solid and dependable.

As long as he stood in front, even if the sky fell, he would hold it up for her.

She never thought that her honest and reliable husband, the man she thought she needed to protect with two kitchen knives, could be so incredibly strong!

She had always thought that the simple and honest A Zhuo needed her protection, she never thought that it was the simple and honest A Zhuo who had been protecting her all along.

In her memory, A Zhuo was always the honest A Zhuo.

They had known each other since childhood.

A Zhuo lived in Shuikou Village, and she lived in the neighboring Yangping Village, the two villages were not far apart and they would often meet.

When Chen Yindou took A Zhuo away from her side, she was only eleven years old. The two were playing outside the village, Chen Yindou gave her a lollipop and took A Zhuo away.

After A Zhuo was gone for a long time, she cried her eyes out, wanting to find that wicked middle-aged uncle and bring A Zhuo back. She always felt guilty about A Zhuo, if it weren’t for her craving for that lollipop, perhaps A Zhuo wouldn’t have been lost by her.

Even if she had to trade ten lollipops to get A Zhuo back, she would agree.

A few months passed, and A Zhuo came back, still the same clumsy A Zhuo.

She was extremely happy, playing with A Zhuo just like before.

After a while, the middle-aged uncle came to take A Zhuo away again, and this time she didn’t get tempted by ten lollipops, holding onto A Zhuo’s hand tightly without letting go.

But A Zhuo still left with the middle-aged uncle named Chen Yindou, and this absence lasted for several months again.

Like this, back and forth, she would always come to the bridgehead of Shuikou Village, waiting eagerly for A Zhuo to return.

Thus, they both slowly grew up.

She gradually grew into a young woman, and A Zhuo turned into a young man.

As she continued waiting at the bridgehead, what often came back was a beaten and bruised A Zhuo, looking like a beaten dog.

She was heartbroken, helping him clean the blood, bandaging his wounds, mending his clothes.

"A Zhuo, find a proper job," she leaned against A Zhuo’s scarred chest, "Stop following that bad guy with the surname Chen. You find a proper job, I’ll convince my parents to marry me to you, then you’ll have a home, a root, you won’t run around anymore, nor will you get hurt."

"Alright," A Zhuo said.

He took up beekeeping seriously, a proper trade, beekeeping could support a family.

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