Painting of the Nine Immortals
chapter-816

Chapter 816: Dao Wu Ji’s Astonishment

Translator: _Tat_ Editor: Rundi

Above the main peak and inside the main palace.

Dao Wu Ji bare handedly held onto a cup of brewed tea and he even took out his highly treasured tea, the Spring Snow Tea, to welcome Ling Xian. This tea was refreshing and aromatic, truly top quality.

Ling Xian sipped it and couldn’t help but to praise it, “Great tea. Supreme Headmaster, you sure are generous.”

“It depends on who my guest is. Out of the entire Wan Jian House, only you can get me to bring out my Spring Snow Tea.” Dao Wu Ji faintly grinned, “Remember that this tea is something even I do not treat myself with.”

“If that’s the case then you really are giving me much benefits. Thank you, Headmaster, for treating me so nicely.” Ling Xian continued to smile; soft and smooth like jade.

“After experiencing death, you have grown mature. I can see wisdom and vicissitude in your eyes.” Dao Wu Ji spoke softly, feeling much guilt and self-blame.

Back then, because the Wan Jian House was in the middle of a heated situation, he couldn’t make it to Yuezhou to help Ling Xian. This has become an obsession of his. Though he could see that Ling Xian was fine, he still blamed himself.

“That’s a good thing. There is no need to feel guilty.”

Sensing Dao Wu Ji’s guiltiness, Ling Xian smiled. Everyone has their difficult times, especially Dao Wu Ji. As the Supreme Headmaster of a House, he cannot do everything he wants to do, he needs to think on behalf of the House.

“No matter what, I am happy that you are returning alive.” Dao Wu Ji looked at the young man before him, “You must’ve had some hard times these years.”

“Not exactly.”

Ling Xian brandished his arm and chuckled, “I grew a lot from the Yuezhou trip. After everything I experienced, I gained a lot. Plus, the seven Sects and 18 Houses paid a high price for what they did.”

“Haha, I knew it. Anyone who provokes you, Ling Xian, does not end up well.” Dao Wu Ji laughed brightly.

Hearing this, Ling Xian laughed as well.

The two of them sipped on tea, sat across from each other and exchanged laughter and stories of what has happened in the past few years.

Just like that, time passed by little by little.

Ling Xian suddenly remembered how the young girl was still inside the Wan Jian House. He couldn’t help but smile, “I forgot about the young girl. By now, she is probably being pampered by the 12 peak leaders.”

“That’s right. A Heaven’s Favorite who just awakened the Eyes of the Falling Stars. They will probably hurt themselves fighting over her.” Dao Wu Ji smiled.

“That’s no good. That girl and I share some kind of fate. I cannot let them steal her.” Ling Xian shook his head. He wasn’t just thinking about the young girl’s natural talent. More than that, he was interested in her determined and unchanging mentality.

A talented person who is willing to work hard can walk a very long way on this cultivation path.

“Oh?”

Dao Wu Ji glanced at Ling Xian and teased, “Are you thinking of acquiring yourself an apprentice or a little wife?”

“Headmaster, you…”

Ling Xian wasn’t sure whether he should laugh or cry, “I met the young girl on the Stairway to Heaven. She is really hardworking and has a very determined heart. Plus, she has natural talent. If we can nurture her growth, she will for sure become a powerhouse.”

“To be able to obtain so many compliments from you mean that girl is extraordinary.”

Dao Wu Ji laughed, “I don’t care for this. If you want to take her on as your apprentice, I believe the 12 peak leaders will give you face.”

Ling Xian nodded softly and took out a spiritual paper from his storage pouch. On it were several characters, “Headmaster, please pass around this message for me.”

“You are asking me to do such a minion task for you?” Dao Wu Ji chuckled.

“It’s not that I don’t want to do it myself. I just cannot use my spiritual energy right now. So I have no choice.”

Ling Xian softly smiled. What he said however, changed Dao Wu Ji’s expression.

“You cannot use your spiritual energy?”

Dao Wu Ji’s face changed colors. After he searched, he actually didn’t feel any Qi from Ling Xian so he hurriedly asked, “What happened.”

“Something fortunate happened to me. I temporarily cannot call out to my Qi right now.” Ling Xian’s expression was calm and remained collected.

This made Dao Wu Ji silently praise him. To be honest, anyone who cannot use their spiritual energy gets a little depressed. But Ling Xian was moving around like a normal person. This calm mentality was not something normal people could match up to.

“But, if you cannot use your Qi, then you are no different than an ordinary mortal?” Dao Wu Ji frowned.

“Headmaster, do you want to try and see for yourself?”

Ling Xian softly grinned. His physique right now was equivalent to a cultivator at the advanced stage of the original level. Dao Wu Ji, who was at the intermediate stage of the original level cannot take him. In the entire Yunzhou, not many can.

Therefore, he was not worried.

“Interesting. It’s perfect because I wanted to try how far you’ve grown.”

Dao Wu Ji straightened his body. His white robe danced in the wind. After a short spin, a three inched sword appeared. Its eerie coldness made the entire palace’s temperature drop.

However, Ling Xian did not even get up. He merely extended a hand to signal Dao Wu Ji to attack.

“Then I will not hold back.”

Dao Wu Ji’s expression was serious and he did not dare to be reckless. After Yu Xun Zhen returned back then, she has told all of Ling Xian’s glorious record to him.

Therefore, he pointed his blade straight and prepared for his strongest strike.

Terrifying vibrations began to dissipate, forming impactful pushes that rocked the entire palace.

“Wan Jian Technique, Burial of Eight Land!”

After a heavy shout, Dao Wu Ji’s heavenly sword began to move. Tens and thousands of swords began to materialize and inch forward, generating fear in people’s souls!

However, Ling Xian remained calm. There was even a slight smile hanging on his lips.

“Careful now, this is my strongest attack.” Dao Wu Ji warned. Then, he swung his sword forward and pierced through!

The sword rays began to howl and formed a storm of blades that surrounded Ling Xian!

He was a powerhouse at the intermediate stage of the original level. That plus his strongest attack generated enough prowess to kill all powerhouses of the same level!

Against this, Ling Xian’s face did not change color nor did he defend. He allowed the sword rays to land on him.

Ding… ding…

The sound of metal clicking arrived. The sword rays were sharp and had the power to slice open space. Sadly, Ling Xian was as steady as the Tai Mountain and was immobile.

No matter how sharp the sword rays were, they couldn’t leave any scars on his body, not even a shallow white line!

What could they do? Ling Xian’s physical body was far too powerful. He was basically a human-shaped weapon. Anyone below the advanced level of the original level cannot cause him an itch

Dao Wu Ji’s face turned white and there was only shock in his eyes. He knew Ling Xian was strong but not even in his dreams did he think that his strongest blow would not be able to create a cut on his body.

That is unbelievable!

“Headmaster, my capability today allows me to protect myself even without Qi.”

The corner of Ling Xian’s lips curled up. He slammed a palm forward and immediately, all the different sword rays shredded to pieces. He displayed his unparalleled physical strength!

“Protect yourself?”

Dao Wu Ji bitterly smiled. Other than shock in his eyes, there was also bitterness, “You are making fun of me. If your capability is only good enough to protect yourself, then I might as well slam my head against the wall.”

“You are exaggerating. My physique is somewhat strong. That’s all.” Ling Xian waved his hand while smiling. And he took out a white robe from his storage pouch to change into.

“Somewhat strong?”

Dao Wu Ji bitterly smiled and sighed. “You are making fun of me again. With that physique of yours, probably very few people from Yunzhou can fight you.”