Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 1286 - 1285: Wu Feizhi Gets Promoted

Chapter 1286: Chapter 1285: Wu Feizhi Gets Promoted

Lü Donglin was also astonished, looking at Su Yang with surprise: "Su Yang, what kind of request is this?"

Su Yang smiled: "After he advances to a Terrestrial Immortal, he can no longer interfere with the affairs of ordinary people. He won’t be able to be my enemy anymore!"

"Damn, what kind of logic is that!" Lü Donglin said: "You’ll want to advance to a Terrestrial Immortal in the future too. Wouldn’t that mean you’ll have one more enemy then? Besides, keeping such a person around is always a hazard. If you spare him now, how might he treat you later on?"

"Let’s worry about the future when it comes!" Su Yang looked at Wu Feizhi: "I want you to advance to a Terrestrial Immortal, and I want you to see that one’s fate has nothing to do with his or her origins. I also want to show you that those so-called well-born individuals aren’t necessarily much stronger than me!"

"You speak the truth!" Lü Donglin nodded repeatedly, his background was also humble.

When his mother was pregnant with him, his uncle was not yet the Beigong War God. In fact, his uncle’s family had once been annihilated, and his early life was not very good either.

The status he had achieved today, although inseparable from his uncle’s support, was significantly attributed to his own efforts. If it weren’t for his hard work, he would have been just like Ge Kaiyang. Even being the grandson of the Jade-Faced Judge, what good would it do? No status or prestige at all!

Wu Feizhi stared at Su Yang for a while and then slowly nodded: "Alright, then I’ll wait!"

With that, Wu Feizhi took a step back and slowly closed his eyes.

Around him, a small whirlwind formed, sweeping up everything, including the endless nature’s spiritual energy.

The nature’s spiritual energy continuously surged into Wu Feizhi’s body; above his head, a pillar of white light pierced the sky. The white light shrouded his body, constantly purifying him.

Wu Feizhi clenched his fists and silently felt the power of the white light.

After a long time, the white light gradually weakened, and Wu Feizhi finally opened his eyes. His eyes twinkled with white light.

At this moment, Wu Feizhi had finally advanced to a Terrestrial Immortal!

Wu Feizhi’s advancement took much longer compared to Wan Tianxiang’s previous advancement. After all, Wu Feizhi’s strength was significantly greater than Wan Tianxiang’s, thus requiring more external spiritual energy to ascend as a Terrestrial Immortal. His post-advancement strength was also considerably more formidable than Wan Tianxiang’s.

Furthermore, Wan Tianxiang had to advance hastily to contend with Su Yang, but Wu Feizhi, without such concerns, could afford to absorb the spiritual energy at a slower pace.

After ascending to a Terrestrial Immortal, Wu Feizhi made no move but remained still, feeling the power of an Earth Immortal.

After a while, he sighed softly: "No wonder one should reach the Great Perfection Realm before advancing to Earthly Immortal Realm. Advancing too early indeed imposes too many restrictions. Su Yang, you’ve given me an opportunity, so I’ll give you a word of advice – if you can reach Great Perfection, strive for it. Otherwise, ascending to Terrestrial Immortal too early will make your journey ahead more complicated, and that’s not a good thing!"

"Thank you for the advice!" Su Yang nodded.

Wu Feizhi spoke no further and turned to leave at a leisurely pace. Even after entering the Earthly Immortal Realm, he had no intention of seeking revenge.

In fact, after Zhao Dongming left him behind, his hatred for Su Yang had significantly diminished. And since Su Yang had spared him, his hatred for Su Yang had completely dissipated.

Just as Su Yang had mentioned, Wu Feizhi and he were of the same kind. Wu Feizhi really did want to see just how far Su Yang could go!

Watching Wu Feizhi walk away, Su Yang let out a sigh softly. He turned toward Lü Donglin and that Monk, who were still casually chatting.

"Done with everything?" Lü Donglin smiled: "Great timing, let’s go drink!"

Su Yang glanced at the Monk: "Brother Lü, drinking, this... this doesn’t seem appropriate..."

"What’s not appropriate?" Lü Donglin glared: "This Drunken Monk has no other hobby in life but drinking. If you want to thank him, just get him drunk with some good alcohol."

"Ah?" Su Yang was astonished. There were Monks like this?

"What’s there to be so surprised about!" said Lü Donglin: "He’s also got two junior fellow apprentices, one is Meat Monk and the other Lustful Monk. One can’t be happy without meat, and the other has taken dozens of wives and concubines. Just don’t think of them as actual Monks!"

Su Yang was even more flabbergasted. Can these even be called Monks?

The Drunken Monk, however, wasn’t the least bit embarrassed, laughing heartily: "Later on, I started drinking less, just five bottles at most, five bottles, that’s it!"

"Darn, the three of us drink five bottles, does that even count as drinking?" Lü Donglin glared.

"I meant five bottles per person!" said the Drunken Monk.

Su Yang: "..."

The group tidied up and headed back, and Su Yang arranged a table to entertain the Drunken Monk.

It wasn’t until they were seated that Su Yang discovered another peculiar trait of the Drunken Monk - he didn’t eat meat!

Su Yang had thought the Drunken Monk would eat meat, so he had prepared a whole table of robust dishes. In the end, he found out that the Drunken Monk was only eating a plate of mushrooms on the table. However, the way he drank was extremely hearty - with one leg on a stool, one hand on his hip, the other hand holding the bottle and drinking straight from it. Su Yang and Lü Donglin couldn’t even keep up with his pace!

Lü Donglin was unfazed, while Su Yang was stunned. After the meal, Su Yang was still in a daze. This was truly the first time he had encountered such a Monk.

However, over the course of the meal, Su Yang finally learned about the Drunken Monk’s identity.

The Monk’s identity was truly not simple - he was the eldest disciple under the Western Abbot Mahakasyapa’s command. No wonder Xie Bi’an and Fan Wujie were afraid when they saw him. Mahakasyapa has been betting with the Jade-Faced Judge for many years, with the Jade-Faced Judge laying dormant the whole time. And Mahakasyapa never left the Great Hero Treasure Hall.

Xie Bi’an and Fan Wujie bringing Hell Ghost Soldiers to kill Su Yang was a betrayal of their oath. If the Drunken Monk reported this matter to Mahakasyapa, then it would be the Jade-Faced Judge who had broken his word.

After eating, the three sat down in the living room.

The Monk claimed he would only drink five bottles, but in fact, after drinking more than eight bottles, his face was flushed with a wine glow, sitting on the sofa, reeking of alcohol.

"You thieving baldy, how come you suddenly came to Capital City?" Lü Donglin slouched on the sofa: "Also, what’s the deal with Xie Bi’an and Fan Wujie coming here? Deploying Hell Ghost Soldiers - it can’t be just to kill Su Yang, can it? They aren’t planning on killing me along with him, are they?"

"That’s unlikely," said the Drunken Monk: "To kill you, they’d need the guts for that, wouldn’t they? Aren’t they afraid your uncle would demolish their Judge Temple?"

"Then what’s the point of all this commotion?" asked Lü Donglin: "Just to deal with Su Yang? I don’t buy it!"

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