The Lord of Void and Real
Chapter 805

Chapter 805: Chapter 802 Fight for Yourself Chapter 805: Chapter 802 Fight for Yourself After Nie Caizhu's figure had completely disappeared, Qinglian Master finally opened her mouth and said, “I had originally thought that with your talent, you should not harbor any hopes of seeing Cai Zhu again in this lifetime.”

“May I know if the Elder now feels disappointed?” Shen Luo looked up at her and asked.

“On the contrary, I am not disappointed, but somewhat surprised. With your talent, being able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul Stage in such a short period of time is already a remarkable feat. It's just a pity…” Qinglian Master said, trailing off with a look of regret.

“It's just a pity that Junior's lifespan is not much longer,” said Shen Luo with a smile, finishing her sentence for her with an incredibly calm tone.

“You're participating in the 'Immortal Apricot Conference' to extend your lifespan, aren't you? However, frankly speaking, using external means to supplement one's lifespan is only a temporary measure. The true solution is to break through in cultivation, to ascend and become immortal. But with your current cultivation level, reaching the ascension to become a True Immortal is far too difficult, even if you had the chance, you don't have enough time left,” Qinglian Master said slowly.

“The Elder once thought that Junior could not possibly achieve his current cultivation level, so who can be sure about the future?” Shen Luo responded with neither humility nor arrogance, smiling as he spoke.

“Your future is worrisome, yet Cai Zhu has great prospects ahead. Don't you think that appearing before her again will only hold her back?” Qinglian Master asked, her expression unchanging.

“Had I not met her previously, I might have harbored such doubts, but having seen her, I no longer fear it. Please, Elder, do not underestimate Cai Zhu; neither of us will be a burden to the other,” said Shen Luo with a smile.

“I have never worried about her talent; it is only her temperament that I am not quite assured of. In the past, in her rush to leave the mountain, she cultivated without restraint, and now she faces a bottleneck that is hard to break. Can you say this was not because of you?” Qinglian Master said, frowning.

“The rule that one must reach the Great Mahayana Stage before leaving the mountain was established by the Elder, so how can you unjustly blame me? Besides, there's no need for the Elder to worry; such a bottleneck will not stop Cai Zhu,” replied Shen Luo with a hint of helplessness.

“Regardless of the outcome at the 'Immortal Apricot Conference,' afterwards, I can give you an immortal apricot that should increase your lifespan by at least two hundred years, as long as you promise not to obstruct Cai Zhu's path to enlightenment and cultivation,” said Qinglian Master bluntly, seeing that persuasion was ineffective.

“Thank you for your kind intentions, Elder, but there are some things I will never give up, and others I prefer to strive for on my own.” Having said this much, Shen Luo himself didn't feel like continuing. He cupped his fists, turned around, and left without another word.

“Are you so certain that you can win the 'Immortal Apricot Conference' in one fell swoop?” Qinglian Master asked.

Shen Luo simply waved his hand without turning back and continued to walk away.

Qinglian Master watched his retreating figure, her eyes flashing briefly before her figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Time flew by, and several days later arrived.

Inside Xumi Valley of Mount Putuo, a vast square occupying a thousand feet was bustling with noise and excitement.

A large number of Mount Putuo Disciples gathered around the square, enthusiastically discussing the 'Immortal Apricot Conference' that was about to begin. Many usually busy servants also found time today to come and watch the great event.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian, led by an Elder Steward of Mount Putuo, made their way to Xumi Valley.

Before the two of them had even entered the valley, a loud shout came their way: “Bai Daoist friend, Shen Daoist friend.”

Looking back, Shen Luo saw a tall man wearing Azure Armor swiftly approaching them, leaving the Elder Steward of Mount Putuo behind.

He was over nine feet tall, with neatly trimmed short hair and a ring of beard around his mouth that was longer than the hair on his head. On his back, he carried a giant sword that was as wide as a door, making him look like a towering iron pillar from a distance.

“Daoist Zheng,” Bai Xiaotian exclaimed with joy.

It was Zheng Jun, a disciple of the Giant Sword Sect who also came to participate in the 'Immortal Apricot Conference'.

“Two Daoist friends, how are your preparations coming along?” Zheng Jun stepped forward and asked with a smile.

“What's there to prepare for? It's just a competition among fellow cultivators, friendship first, competition second, right?” Bai Xiaotian said with a laugh.

“Could you muster up some spirit? Hearing you speak like that, even I'm losing motivation,” Zheng Jun said helplessly upon hearing the remark.

“I don't believe that's how you truly feel, Daoist friend. Don't you want to make a good impression in front of Sister Lin Qianqian from Mount Emei?” Bai Xiaoyun said scornfully upon hearing that.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Zheng Jun's ears turned slightly red, but he did not beat around the bush and admitted directly,

“You may say that, but with Sister Lin here, even if I'm not too concerned about that Immortal Apricot, I indeed want to try and win it for her.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaotian simply glanced subconsciously at Shen Luo but said nothing.

The Immortal Apricot, an item that could increase one's lifespan by at least two hundred years, was incredibly important for cultivators at their stage. Who wouldn't want it?

However, his main reason for coming was to help Shen Luo win the Immortal Apricot.

As the three conversed, they had already entered the valley and walked along the passageway that led directly to the square, stepping onto the white square.

Along the way, the Mount Putuo disciples were buzzing with discussion, pointing at Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian, some praising their handsome and spirited appearance, others dismissing them as nothing special, and some comparing Shen Luo with one of their own Senior Brothers.

As for the rumors about Nie Caizhu, most sneered at them.

Shen Luo, hearing all this, remained indifferent, his expression calm, and he even seemed quite relaxed as he observed the surroundings of the square.

In the center of the square stood a statue of a woman more than ten feet tall, her right hand forming the Fearless Seal, her left holding the Jade Purification Bottle, with a thousand arms fanning out behind her like the spread plumes of a peacock–indeed it was a statue of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin.

In front of the statue, there was a Lotus Pond nearly a hundred feet across, where lotus plants grew tall and upright, blossoming brilliantly. The surrounding lotus leaves were spread out, emerald as jade, forming a beautiful contrast with the pink petals.

By now, there were already a few people standing by the Lotus Pond. Seeing the group moving towards them, each person reacted differently.

Among them, a charming girl in a pale green long skirt, petite and lovely, was the first to come forward and greeted them warmly:

“Junior Brother Zheng, Junior Brother Bai, Junior Brother Shen…”

This girl was Sister Lin Qianqian, whom Zheng Jun had mentioned–over the past few days, they had all become acquainted through Bai Xiaotian's introductions.

Shen Luo and the others quickly returned the greeting. Zheng Jun, initially at ease, now wore a broader smile, but he seemed somewhat stiff after Lin Qianqian approached.

Following Lin Qianqian, a young monk clad in azure monastic robes, and a young monk in a moon-white robe came over to the three men, placing their palms together and chanting a Buddhist greeting.

Shen Luo had not seen these two before, but he learned about them from Bai Xiaotian, who had the ability to hear all: the former was Master Kulin from Qinglian Temple, and the latter was Master Zanyue from Jiuhua Mountain.

Qinglian Temple, although under the Buddhist Sect, had a unique stand and did not follow most of the traditional precepts, focusing its practices on subduing and eliminating demons with considerable destructive power.

Jiuhua Mountain was even more unique; affiliated with the Underworld tradition, an extension of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's teachings, its practices focused more on guiding ghosts and mitigating karma, thus revealing their power when facing Yin Sha ghosts and similar beings.

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