Chapter 3374: 1683: No Tigers on Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, Lord Shou Brandishes the Halberd to Dig the Soil (2) |
The crowd thought this way, finding some comfort in it.
The corner of their eyes accidentally caught Lord Shou casting a faintly smiling glance at them, and their hearts collectively sank.
Dragon Painting Spear, Shattered Shield, Fourth Sword, Flame Python…
Sword Cognition, Sleeveless Red Scorched Hand, Giant Transformation, Power of the Dragon Ancestor, Heavenly Ancestor’s Power, Engulfing Power…
Upanishad, Upanishad, Upanishad…
Too many to count!
Simply countless!
Perhaps Fang Wenxin could give Lord Shou a minor challenge, but if Lord Shou unleashed his full strength, the Saints present wouldn’t even get a sip of tea!
The Dao Imparting Mirror shifted its gaze over.
This scene made the Five Regions erupt into laughter, so much that they leaned forward and backward, for the Saints now resembled lambs being stared down by a big bad wolf, huddled together in fear.
Fang Wenxin glanced at the Dao Imparting Mirror, then turned to look at the Ninth Divine Priest who had shrunk slightly behind him. His face turned alternately pale and blue.
“Why are YOU hiding behind me?”
He lowered his voice, but the elder clearly couldn’t keep up with the times and didn’t realize that lowering your voice was useless; the Dao Imparting Mirror would reveal everything:
“You are the Ninth Divine Priest.”
“You are currently the only member of the Council of Ten on the Sacred Mountain. You are the one who must make the decision.”
The Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body froze at the sound, a hint of panic flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Me, capable of making decisions?
The Nine Great Ancestral Trees each had their roles, but hers was never battle—it was the Blood Tree or the Sword Hemp that took up such duties.
As such, she had never been the “First Tree.”
All she had ever done was make suggestions; she had never learned how to make decisions.
Her role on the Sacred Mountain was simply nurturing fortune, suppressing the Great Path, gathering Dragon Qi, and ensuring the longevity and peace of the Holy Divine Palace.
That might sound enigmatic and profound, but in reality, the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus was born to do this. She didn’t have to put in any deliberate effort; just by living on the Sacred Mountain and existing, she achieved these tasks.
It made her seem idle.
The Hallmaster Dao, finding this unsatisfactory, had even assigned her an extra task of overseeing the Sacred Mountain’s great array.
She had earnestly studied, striving to become a Heavenly Mechanism Tree Soldier.
That was it.
The Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus was an extreme slacker.
She herself understood this—it wasn’t the same laidback attitude as Elder Yu, who had a choice. She had no choice.
She was born this way, her Life Providence dictated it, and it could not be changed.
Her greatest hobby was watching the little ones on the Sacred Mountain grow up, eating her osmanthus cakes along the way.
As the Ancestral Tree with the deepest roots across the Five Regions, her strongest combat capabilities were opening battlefields and exiling spaces.
For instance, Love for Cangsheng had once ordered her to exile the Southern Region and turn it into his battlefield with Xu Xiaoshou.
But she hadn’t done it because she couldn’t bear to part with the land.
Now, someone who only ever focused on the daily lives of the little ones, whose Divine Secret progress over decades was plain at best, was supposed to make decisions?
“Me
The Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body turned her head for a glance.
Among those present, who wasn’t more capable than herself?
Even little Xi had once summoned that terrifying Hell’s Lord White Sin!
Make a decision?
I cannot!
“I presume this must be the famed, world-renowned, and majestically graceful Ninth Divine Priest, or rather… eh, the Ninth Divine Priestess?”
“The humble Xu Xiaoshou greets you.”
The Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body’s delicate frame shuddered upon hearing this. When she raised her eyes, she saw Xu Xiaoshou, refined and courteous, bowing slightly with his hand over his chest.
Terrifying!
The calmer he acted, the crazier he seemed beneath the surface!
At a glance, the Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body felt as if she was staring into the abyss of the Five Regions’ greatest villain, hidden under a deceptively serene lake.
His gaze was brimming with aggression.
He looked as if he was about to lift her right before everyone’s eyes, sling her over his shoulder, and carry her off to some secluded place where no one could find her.
“Um
The Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body was incredibly mature, yet at this moment, she seemed like a little girl.
Not only did she not dare step forward, but like a shy child, she shrank further behind Fang Wenxin, her beautiful eyes brimming with unease.
“Well-dressed scoundrel for some reason, this phrase suddenly popped into Feng Zhongzui’s mind.
Of course, he dared not interpret Lord Shou this way, dismissing it as his own misjudgment.
He could only follow behind Lord Shou, struggling to explain what Lord Shou might have meant by singling out the Ninth Divine Priestess among a crowd of demi-saints:
“A perfectly normal greeting, brothers, wouldn’t you say?”
“If I were Lord Shou… I’ve already met Elder Fang. As for the others, they wouldn’t catch my eye except for Sword Deity Bei and Brother Xi as fellow ancient swordsmen, whom I’d pay extra attention to.”
“The rest? Only the Ancestral Tree!”
As Feng Zhongzui spoke, enlightenment struck him, and he even began to educate some of the Dao Imparting Mirror viewers: “Perhaps not everyone is familiar with the Ancestor Tree Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus. Let me explain, the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus is
Before his exposition could begin, he was utterly shocked by Lord Shou’s audaciously civilized yet outright shameless proposal:
“Honorable Ninth Divine Priestess, Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe has already been destroyed by Ai Gou. This place is clearly no longer livable.”
“I happen to have an Apricot Realm, complete with a prosperous city and other Ancestral Trees as companions. Even Hallmaster Dao frequently visits as a guest there. I’d like to extend an invitation for you to move there and join me for a candlelight dinner
“Would you do me the honor?”
How outrageous, Xu Xiaoshou—your audacity knows no bounds!
At that moment, the spectators in front of the Five Regions Dao Imparting Mirror erupted in a frenzy.
At first, everyone found Lord Shou’s teasing of the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus rather amusing, for her fear made it all the more entertaining.
But who would’ve thought…
Lord Shou truly intended to dig up the tree!
He’s no man; he’s a beast!
That Ancestral Tree, the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus…!
She suppresses not just the fortune of the Holy Divine Palace but also that of the entire Shengshen Continent! If he were to transplant her to his so-called Apricot Realm…