The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms
Chapter 1747 - Chapter 1747 Chapter 1744 Under the Flowers and Moon_1

Chapter 1747: Chapter 1744: Under the Flowers and Moon_1 Chapter 1747: Chapter 1744: Under the Flowers and Moon_1 Yang Chen’s eyes widened, he never expected that Ling Xiu had already taken Fufeng Daoist as her master.

Fufeng Daoist laughed heartily, “Yang Chen, eight-tenths of my life has already passed and I’ve long wanted to pass on my robes and alms bowl to a disciple, but unfortunately, you didn’t want to be my disciple. However, your introduction of the Ling Family from Long White City has allowed me to find a suitable candidate. I originally planned to protect the Ling Family and secure their position among the Four Major Clans, but who knew I would encounter Ling Xiu, a young girl with Golden Venerable level talent? It’s such a waste for my Xuandao Sect not to take her, and this kind of talent is too rare to pass up. So I didn’t hesitate to take her under my wing.”

“Senior, your discerning eye is truly commendable. Ling Xiu’s talent is truly rare, and to be accepted by you is considered her fortune, which is indeed a perfect match for both of you.” Yang Chen smiled. “However, I’m curious about the fact that senior said that you have eight-tenths of your life remaining. Shouldn’t your lifespan be the same as heaven?”

It must be known that when someone reaches the True God Realm, they are considered immortal.

But Fufeng Daoist said that he only has eight-tenths of his life left; how is this possible?

“Heh, immortal life? That’s just a joke. There is no such thing as eternal life. The so-called eternal life of the True God Realm is only based on avoiding the Three Calamities and Six Tribulations,” Fufeng Daoist explained.

“Senior means…” Yang Chen was puzzled.

“It seems you don’t know about this. When you reach the True God Realm, if you don’t progress in your cultivation for a long time, the Three Calamities and Six Tribulations will come. The Calamities are invisible, while the Tribulations are visible. Therefore, after entering the True God Realm, you must constantly find ways to improve your cultivation to avoid being killed by disasters.”

Yang Chen took a deep breath, he had never heard of such a thing before, and he didn’t expect the True God Realm to have such a story.

No wonder Elder Ming was so desperate to find the Zhe Star Pill and break through, he was not only aiming for a simple breakthrough but also to avoid the Three Calamities and Six Tribulations.

Were the Three Calamities and Six Tribulations really so terrifying that even powerful experts at the Great Perfection level of the True God Realm would be afraid of them?

“What if you reach the Enlightenment Stage?” Yang Chen asked curiously.

Fufeng Daoist replied solemnly, “The so-called eternal life and prosperity of the True God Realm is actually just a temptation and a restraint given by the Heavenly Dao. When you reach the Enlightenment Stage, you can enjoy tens of thousands of years or even longer, but within these hundreds of thousands of years, you must struggle to find the end of the Dao. If you succeed in finding the end of the Dao, you will be able to break through and reach the realm of the Sect Leader. If you fail, you will eventually be lost in the Dao, and like me, vanish.”

Yang Chen’s heart skipped a beat as he sensed a trace of desolation in Fufeng Daoist’s words.

In the other’s words, there was a hint of desperation, a kind of smiling desperation.

It seemed as if Fufeng Daoist no longer had faith in finding the end of the Dao, and all he wanted to do was take care of his remaining affairs.

Yang Chen took a deep breath.

Did Fufeng Daoist not go mad, did he not search?

However, if even a great man like Fufeng Daoist failed and ended up in such a situation, was the path of seeking the Dao so cruel?

Fufeng Daoist laughed loudly, “Alright, let’s not talk about these sentimental matters. Kid, you’ve brought me quite a bit of benefit this time, and I’ve never taken advantage of anyone without repaying them. If you have any requests, just make them. I won’t let you suffer any losses.”

This shift in topic plunged Yang Chen into contemplation.

After thinking for a long time, he said, “Senior, let’s forget about this reward. Just consider it a token of respect from your junior.”

“Hmm? Boy, are you looking down on me? I’ve taken advantage of you and said I would reward you, so how can I go back on my word? You must accept it even if you don’t want it.” Fufeng Daoist raised his eyebrows.

Yang Chen couldn’t help but laugh and said, “In that case, let’s put the reward aside for now. I might ask senior to help me with something in the future.”

“Oh? What’s your plan, kid?” Fufeng Daoist stroked his chin.

Although he hadn’t known Yang Chen for very long, Fufeng Daoist knew that Yang Chen was good at calculating.

Yang Chen smiled but didn’t answer, only saying, “Rest assured, senior. The matter I ask you to do won’t make you uncomfortable, nor will it exceed your abilities. If you feel it’s difficult or inappropriate, you can refuse me at any time.”

“Heh, you’ve really caught me off guard, kid. Since you’ve said so much, how could I refuse you? Alright, just tell me what you want when the time comes. I will never let you down.” Fufeng Daoist patted his chest, assuring Yang Chen.

“Thank you in advance, senior,” Yang Chen said politely.

Fufeng Daoist stroked his beard and chuckled, “Ling Xiu, you’ve asked me several times during our journey if you would ever see Yang Chen again. Well, now I can tell you directly: you can find this kid anytime you want within the Xuandao Sect. It’s very convenient.”

“But, Master, I can’t just bother Young Master Yang like that.” Ling Xiu blushed in embarrassment.

“Haha, you little girl, my disciple going to see him? Can he dare to refuse? If he dares to refuse or thinks you’re bothering him, you just tell me and I’ll teach him a lesson!” Fufeng Daoist snorted, which made Ling Xiu even more embarrassed.

Fufeng Daoist laughed heartily, evidently having great affection for his new disciple Ling Xiu.

Ling Xiu mustered up her courage and said, “Master, I would like to speak with Young Master Yang privately. Before I became your disciple, he has helped me a lot.”

“En, I know you have feelings for this kid. Go, both of you have a chat.” Fufeng Daoist had a frank personality and waved them off.

Yang Chen couldn’t help but smile wryly and said politely, “Miss Ling, please.”

“Young Master Yang, please.” Ling Xiu and Yang Chen walked outside together, creating a quiet environment with a hint of ambiguity at the Flower Coin Month venue.

Yang Chen asked, “Miss Ling, what is it that you want to see me alone about?”