The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1425 - 614 Snow Falling_3

Chapter 1425: Chapter 614 Snow Falling_3

Wu Shi smiled: "I cannot leave Yunmeng Palace."

"Why?"

"I am waiting here for someone," Wu Shi looked into the eyes of the Sword Disciple.

"Waiting for whom?" The eyes of the Sword Disciple were clear.

"I am waiting for a sword, a sword... that can end the suffering of the people."

"Have you found it?" asked the Sword Disciple.

A reminiscent expression appeared on Wu Shi’s face: "Wangzhou Mountain has not yet broken, perhaps... I have not waited enough."

She added another line in her heart.

The complexion of the Sword Disciple slightly changed.

Wangzhou Mountain is the core of the Zhou Mountain Major Realm.

If Wangzhou Mountain breaks, the Zhou Mountain Major Realm will overturn, and countless lives will sink and die in vain.

This does not align with his lawful good nature.

Wu Shi looked at the Sword Disciple and said seriously: "It will be found."

Her memory told her that she would see that sword.

After bidding farewell to Wu Shi, the Sword Disciple walked alone, with one man and one sword, and spent one hundred thousand years smoothing out the Tianyuan Ruins.

Since then, in the Zhou Mountain Major Realm, three of the seven ruins have been incorporated into the territory of the Yunmeng Palace.

Rumors and gossip also became increasingly prevalent.

"The Yunmeng Palace Master harbors wild ambitions, absurdly dreaming of unifying the Zhou Mountain Major Realm!"

"Do we, then, only serve at her feet?"

"Damn it, that Sword Disciple, assisting the tyrant, willingly becoming the executioner for the Yunmeng Palace."

"Ha, claiming to be good, is this what goodness is?"

Many whispered their dissatisfaction.

Towards the Yunmeng Palace Master, towards the Sword Disciple.

As if for a moment, they became the target of public criticism.

However, using words as weapons of criticism is futile.

In the next million years, the power of the Sword Disciple grew stronger.

His sword was nearly a Tao.

Ordinary Tao Gods were no match for him.

Just a million years, and in the entire Zhou Mountain Major Realm, ultimately only one voice prevailed.

That was the voice of Yunmeng Palace.

And the Sword Disciple, even more so, came to be known as the foremost among the Tao Gods.

Even the Nine Heavens Divine Palace treated the Sword Disciple with utmost respect.

After all, they still had to do business in the Zhou Mountain Major Realm.

To kill the Sword Disciple?

They were confident.

But... the Yunmeng Palace Master was too mysterious.

No one knew her depth; if anyone did, perhaps only that Sword Disciple knew.

"Master, are you still waiting for that sword?"

The Sword Disciple held his sword, his voice as cold as ever.

Over the years, he noticed that the master was increasingly prone to sleep and eat.

However, the master wouldn’t eat anything except what she made herself.

"Mm." Wu Shi was eating fish, her voice much colder than before.

Now, although the Zhou Mountain Major Realm was unified, their chances of meeting increased.

But their relationship, in the eyes of outsiders, seemed to have grown colder.

Wu Shi rarely smiled in front of the Sword Disciple.

The Sword Disciple knew, as his sister Yu Jiao had said.

It was the distancing of the Venerables.

"Have you found it?"

"Not yet," Wu Shi said lightly, "Perhaps when Wangzhou Mountain breaks, it might be found."

"Master, if Wangzhou Mountain breaks, the Zhou Mountain Major Realm will collapse, I hope Master will not make a mistake," the Sword Disciple said coldly.

He remembered Yu Jiao’s words, as well as some hints from other Tao Gods.

Over the years, as the Zhoushan Realm unified, Wu Shi seemed to have been positioning her schemes throughout the Zhou Mountain Major Realm.

There were rumors that Wu Shi intended to overturn the Zhou Mountain Major Realm.

He also discovered some arrangements left by Wu Shi.

"Disciple, are you teaching your master how to act?" Wu Shi looked coldly at the Sword Disciple.

Such a look, the Sword Disciple had never seen before.

He, devoid of emotions, did not show any response.

He looked deeply at Wu Shi and said lightly: "There is quite a bit of food here, enough for Master’s needs for a hundred thousand years."

After finishing his words, the Sword Disciple turned and left.

In Yunmeng Palace, only the lonely Wu Shi remained.

She watched the snow getting smaller, murmuring.

"Now, have even you stopped listening to me?"

In today’s Yunmeng Palace, although she is nominally the Palace Master.

But all the Tao Gods respect the Sword Disciple.

Summon Order cannot be issued.

She became truly isolated.

"It’s so cold."

"I’m hungry."

"Yesterday, watching the snow, clusters gathered. Tonight, watching the snow, it falls."