The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 1083

Chapter 1083: Chapter 1080: Dividing the Fruit Chapter 1083: Chapter 1080: Dividing the Fruit “Let me handle this,” Fu Donglai's voice had just fallen when his figure had already soared past Shen Luo, charging upwards, with a wine pot-sized, metallic white gourd in his hand that hadn't been there a moment before.

“Seal,” Fu Donglai uttered in a low shout.

A flash of white light from the gourd, and as it was tipped over, a yellow whirlwind flew out, violently sweeping up the purple-black poison flames and continuously sucking them into the gourd.

As the poison flames were absorbed ceaselessly, the snowy gourd began to gradually turn pitch black from the bottom up.

Shen Luo only spared it a glance before immediately confronting the two Scale Bulls, activating the Huang Ting Jing within him and swinging his Profound Yellow Staff, unleashing the Splashy Chaotic Stick technique.

His figure darted forward, the long stick traced shadows in mid-air, gathering strength for a hefty downward swing with the force of splitting a mountain, striking directly at the head of one of the Scale Bulls.

With a thunderous explosion, the massive head of the Scale Bull burst open.

Immediately after, Shen Luo's form flashed behind the old man, using the staff to block the neck of the Scale Bull charging at him, lowering his stance to stabilize the impact, then lifting his hand for another swing, from which a sword radiance shot forth.

The Scale Bull just felt a flash of golden light before its forehead, and then there was a bloody hole between its eyebrows, killing it on the spot.

The old man watched as Shen Luo efficiently disposed of the two Magical Beasts and felt somewhat dazed for a moment.

However, he quickly came to his senses, hurriedly prostrating in gratitude, “Thank you, Elder, for saving my life. I'm in your debt.”

“Get up, I did it as a matter of convenience, no need for such formality,” Shen Luo did not step forward to help, merely saying aloud.

Li Changqing prostrated three more times before finally standing up.

“With such cultivation, why would you take such risks to come here? Do you value opportunity over your own life?” Shen Luo said, slightly displeased.

Upon hearing this, the old man's expression stiffened, and his eyes darted around, filled with shame.

“Alas, Junior had no choice,” the old man said bitterly.

“Could it be you were also coerced into coming here?” Shen Luo frowned and asked.

“No, that's not it… It's rather embarrassing to say, but Junior has been entrusted by his mentor with the leadership of a sect, and I'm responsible for sustaining its lineage. Regrettably, my cultivation is inadequate and I'm poor at managing. The sect's fortunes have been declining, and it's on the verge of collapse under my watch…” The old man hesitated slightly before revealing the truth.

Having heard this, Shen Luo's tightly furrowed brow relaxed a bit.

It turned out that this old man, just like him, had come here for the Revitalization of the sect.

“Even so, you shouldn't act so recklessly. If you were to die here, what would become of your sect?” Shen Luo said.

“I'm aware of that… If it were just me, a good-for-nothing, it wouldn't be worth the trouble. But unexpectedly, two years ago the sect took in two disciples with good potential and the makings of Mahayana cultivation. If their cultivation goes smoothly, there's hope for the revitalization of the mountain gate. But given the dire state within the sect, we don't even have decent Elixirs or magical instruments to offer. I might not do it for myself, but I have to risk it all for them, and for the future of the sect,” the old man explained with a bitter smile.

After hearing this, Shen Luo sighed inwardly.

Not far off, the snow-white gourd in Fu Donglai's hand, except for a small white area near the mouth, had turned completely black, seemingly about to be filled by the poison flames.

Turning to the Rhino Python, not only had the flames on its body been extinguished, but the Venom from its mouth also appeared to be nearly drained. Opening its Blood Basin mouth wide, it coughed weakly, only managing to exhale faint trails of venomous smoke.

Fu Donglai revealed a smirk, sealed the gourd's mouth with his hand, leapt upward, and positioned himself directly above the head of the Rhino Python.

The Rhino Python, now clean of poison flames and severely weakened in vitality, twisted its head, attempting to flee.

Fu Donglai, upon seeing this, was shrouded in a layer of greenish Xun Wind around his body, his figure as fast as lightning, quickly positioning himself above the Rhino Python. With a wave of his hand, a pitch-black rope-like object that resembled the Devil Binding Rope shot out from his sleeve, swiftly wrapping around the Rhino Python.

The Rhino Python, now bound, immediately began to twist and turn its body frantically. The rhino horn atop its head emitted a black light as it charged straight towards Fu Donglai, while its long tail swept across in all directions, causing rocks to fly and dust to rise everywhere.

However, Fu Donglai was not in a hurry to react. He simply dodged calmly and methodically. If there was even a slight sign of escape, he immediately controlled the Devil Binding Rope to pull it back, then let it struggle unrestrainedly.

The black light on the Devil Binding Rope flickered, slowly absorbing the Rhino Python's strength. After a fierce struggle, the creature eventually ran out of energy, its body went limp and it became unable to move.

Upon observing this, Fu Donglai finally approached at a leisurely pace, took out the once-snow-white gourd that was now blackened, opened the mouth of the gourd, and “smacked” it against the Rhino Python.

Yellow light rolled out from the gourd's mouth, shrinking the body of the Rhino Python as it was sucked inside until it was completely contained within the gourd.

After storing away the Rhino Python, Fu Donglai patted his precious gourd, feeling rather pleased.

“Why not just kill it?” Shen Luo asked as he walked back.

“Though it is a Magical Beast, the color of the horn on its head suggests that it might already be starting to transform. It can be treated as half a demon cultivator, and cultivation is not easy, so I don't feel right killing it arbitrarily,” Fu Donglai explained.

Shen Luo heard this and did not say anything more.

The two of them checked the old monk's injuries and found that, although not fatal, they were certainly not light.

“What about these Jade Bodhi Seeds?” Shen Luo hesitated.

“The two elders saved my life, which is a great kindness, and I should not be asking for more. But for my two disciples, I can only shamelessly plead with the two of you, could you possibly leave two Bodhi Seeds for me?” The Old man's face showed embarrassment as he forced himself to speak.

Shen Luo and Fu Donglai exchanged a glance, communicating with a quick exchange of thoughts.

“There are a total of eight Jade Bodhi Seeds. You can have four of them for yourself, and we will divide the remaining four between the two of us. How does that sound?” Shen Luo proposed.

“I wouldn't dare have such presumptuous wishes. For me to receive two is already an enormous fortune,” the Old man hastily replied, bowing his thanks.

“The fruit tree was discovered by you, so it is destined for you. If not for your fight to the death to protect it and waiting for our arrival, I'm afraid both fruit and tree would have fallen into the beast's belly by now,” Fu Donglai also spoke.

The old man heard this and wanted to decline, but Shen Luo had already decisively picked four fruits and put them into his hands.

“With my little virtue and ability, how could I have encountered the two of you? I am truly overwhelmed with gratitude.” The Old man's eyes reddened as he prepared to bow in reverence.

Seeing this, Fu Donglai quickly helped him rise.

“The fruits and the tree, we'll split them equally,” Shen Luo remarked, looking at the remaining few fruits and speaking to Fu Donglai.

“Agreed,” Fu Donglai nodded and laughed.

After the two had divided the Jade Bodhi Seeds along with the tree, they turned to the old monk who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, recuperating from his injuries, and did not rush to leave. Instead, each ate one of the fruits and began to absorb it.

Upon entering the mouth, the Bodhi Seed felt slightly cool, but upon reaching the stomach, it turned into a warm current that suddenly surged into the Dantian.

Shen Luo felt this warm current arrive fiercely, loosening the bottleneck of his Early Mahayana Stage upon impact. Before he could even appreciate it, the current, now enveloping his mana, blasted out of his Dantian, spreading throughout his limbs and bones.

As the warm current continued to surge through his body, the injuries he had sustained earlier also began to heal rapidly, and even the vitality he had lost had mostly returned.

“What an amazing thing…” Shen Luo slowly opened his eyes and exclaimed in admiration.