My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death - Chapter 337:
Chapter 337: Chapter 310: Big Order
Translator: 549690339
Hidden Spirit Sect, Trial Tower.
With a single move of the Illusionary Sword Technique, Sword Wuji neutralized the disciple who had ambushed him. He looked disdainfully at the corpse of his Senior Brother on the ground and said, “Senior Brother, it’s been quite a while since I joined the sect. I’ve aced all the beginner courses, and I’ve passed three of the advanced ones.”
“To try and take me on with such petty tricks, you have seriously underestimated me.”
Just at this moment, a shell came whizzing, directly ejecting Sword Wuji from the Great Escape Killing Game.
With a dark expression, Sword Wuji left the Illusion Chamber.
After completing the Hidden Spirit Sect’s basic courses, there was a considerable improvement in his combat prowess. He directly climbed into top 200 ranks and recently became fascinated by the Great Escape Killing Game.
However, within the Great Escape Killing Game, he had suffered a major blow in his life and started to doubt himself again.
“Damn it, this is already the fifth time. Can’t they give me a break?” Sword Wuji clenched his teeth. Ever since he had killed a Senior Brother who manipulated puppets in the Great Escape Killing Game, he had been targeted.
Since then, whenever he participated in the Great Escape Killing Game, that particular Senior Brother would do nothing but find a Huge Cannon in the game and then wait for a chance to blast him.
At this moment, Sword Wuji’s Communication Magical Weapon rang.
“Fei Yu, have you made any progress in Alchemy recently?” Sword Wuji knew it was Han Feiyu when he saw the message.
“No. The Alchemist Grandmaster said that I’m stupid and unless I have an endless supply of Pill Furnaces and Spiritual Medicines, there’s no hope for me to advance to the stage of Alchemy Master in this life.” Han Feiyu replied with a laugh.
To others, this was tantamount to having no rapport with Alchemy, but to him, this sounded like a heavenly voice, implying that he will certainly advance to Alchemy Master in this life.
“Alright then, did you tell Master Qiu about my invitation for him to train at the Hidden Spirit Sect?” Sword Wuji asked.
Ever since Han Feiyu learned that Sword Wuji was training at his master’s sect, he had been envious of him.
“Yes, I did. Master told me to wait for his notification.” Han Feiyu answered.
“Let me tell you, there are Alchemists in Hidden Spirit Sect. Our Grand Master is even an Alchemy Master himself. This is something that Master inadvertently revealed.” Sword Wuji laughed.
“Really?” Han Feiyu exclaimed.
“Of course.”
“Okay, I get it. I will continue to plead with Master then.” Han Feiyu said before he hung up the call.
At this time, Wang Xiangchi was accompanying Xu Fan for fishing.
“Your second disciple also wants to join the Hidden Spirit Sect?” Xu Fan casually inquired.
“Yes, I guess he got the news from Wuji and has been trying to win me over with his sad tales.” Wang Xiangchi replied.
“Alright then, let your disciple come as well. I was previously afraid that I wouldn’t be able to stabilize the Sect’s Qi Fortune.”
“But now, I’m not afraid anymore.” A sharp glint flashed in Xu Fan’s eyes. He knew he would soon advance to the Nascent Soul stage. By then, even if Zhu Jiao was present, as long as he handled the situation properly, stabilizing the Qi Fortune of a sect wouldn’t be a problem.
Nascent Soul cultivators always exude such confidence.
Seeing that Xu Fan had agreed, Wang Xiangchi heaved a silent sigh of relief. He genuinely hoped that his two disciples would be accepted by his master.
“Okay, I will message Fei Yu later.”
“By the way, your disciple will be a Disciple of the Sect after joining. But as your disciple has chosen the Sword Formation Dao, the peculiarity of his… no, I mean the peculiarity of his Little Gourd is something you know. Therefore, unlike Xiang Yun, he cannot be provided spiritual swords for free.”
“You understand this, right? Treasured Artifacts are somewhat affordable, but Dao Tools are something that the sect really cannot afford.” Xu Fan remarked. Dao Tools couldn’t be automated just yet, and complying with this recent request would prove to be troublesome subsequently.
“I understand.” Wang Xiangchi nodded. He knew what it would cost to cultivate a disciple in the Sword Formation Dao.
“That’s good. Also, there’s one more thing. Spend more time with your father, keep him from going to the Five Spirit Monkeys for a game of chess.” Xu Fan advised.
Lately, Wang Yulun had taken a liking to playing chess with the old monkey on Hidden Spirit Island. Xu Fan was afraid that if something goes wrong in the future, it might risk damaging their relationship.
“I see.” Wang Xiangchi wore a sour face as he spoke. Recently, whenever he visited his father, he would have to listen to stories of the past.
How his father used to be dashing in his youth, how formidable his master once was, how his father managed to win over his mother’s heart.
At this moment, a streak of sword light flashed across the sky, and Ning Dao appeared on the Spirit Boat.
“Great Master, a passage connected to the Demon Spirit World has been discovered in Linsen Immortal City,” Ning Dao reported with a solemn expression.
“Can’t we just send someone to guard it?” Xu Fan asked. Although the strength of the Human Clan wasn’t comparable to the Demon Clan, they should still be able to defend against them overall.
“The passage is connected to the territories of the Moon Shadow Wolf Clan and the Snow Fox Clan, both of which are top-tier clans among the Demon Clan,” Ning Dao replied.
“Where is the passage located?”
“It’s not even one hundred thousand miles away from the Hundred-Thousand-Li Giant Lake. The Demons haven’t discovered it yet.”
“Damn, are we really that unlucky?” Xu Fan was a bit perturbed. If it was less than one hundred thousand miles away from the Hundred-Thousand-Li Giant Lake, wouldn’t that place fall within the jurisdiction of his Sect?
“Can we request the Esteemed One to guard over it?” Xu Fan asked gravely.
“We could only request for one but let me tell you, one will not be enough,” Ning Dao said.
“Sigh, a great battle is on the horizon; truly an age of troubles,” Xu Fan sighed and then said.
“Brother Ning, is there anything I can do to help?” Xu Fan asked. If he didn’t put in effort now, he would surely be the first to be swept away in the oncoming calamity according to the script.
“I need ten Demon Suppression Stars, 5000 Heavenly Patrol Satellites and 10,000 Heavy Armored Puppets at the God Transformation Stage.”
“The Spirit Stones might not be enough,” Ning Dao warned.
“I don’t need Spirit Stones, just give me the Spiritual Ore,” Xu Fan replied.
“I have a list here of all the Magical Treasures required for the battle. I know you have a secret technique that allows puppets to manufacture Magical Treasures. I hope you can accept this order,” Ning Dao requested.
“You’ll have to provide the Spiritual Ores. We can trade the Spirit Stones for half the market price.”
“I’ll have to depend on you, then. I’ll make sure to report your contributions to the Elders Association accurately,” replied Ning Dao.
“Alright,” nodded Xu Fan.
At that moment, in the underground space, production lines that had grown dusty were starting to operate again.
After Ning Dao left, Xu Fan gazed at the sky, an unusual thought surfacing in his mind – perhaps the difficulty of survival increases as one’s cultivation level does too.
“Master, should we call back Second Senior Sister?” Wang Xiangchi asked.
“No need, she has her own matters to attend to,” Xu Fan shook his head and replied.
“Pu Tao, call back all the disciples who are journeying outside,” Xu Fan ordered.
“Yes, sir.”
It was at this moment that a roar from the Python-head Giant Tortoise was transmitted from the Hidden Spirit Path.
A look of delight crossed Xu Fan’s face – it was finally going to lay an egg.
The enormous waves were rolling in the Spirit Liquid Lake, all because of the Python-head Giant Tortoise’s pain.
Xu Fan appeared at the edge of the Spirit Liquid Lake.
“Pu Tao, pour in the Cui Ling Spirit Liquid,” Xu Fan commanded, sensing the fade of the Giant Tortoise’s life force.
From the sky, a green waterfall fell upon the head of the Python-head Giant Tortoise.
The dragons representing the Water Spirit Energy and Wood Energy were fused by Xu Fan and sent into the body of the Python-Head Giant Tortoise.
