Free Web NovelChapter 742: Chapter 300: Half-Step Saint, Achieved!
Vast Southern Border.
Shrouded in mist.
A hundred thousand great mountains stretch endlessly, ancient rivers flow ceaselessly. It is full of venomous creatures, fierce beasts, and primordial aberrations.
The environment is extremely harsh.
More crucially.
The depths of the hundred thousand great mountains are connected with the Primordial Great Mountains. Since ancient times, humanity’s fear of the hundred thousand great mountains has been deeply rooted in their bones.
Even the Sect Leaders and Clan Leaders of various forces dare not venture too far into the hundred thousand great mountains.
At this moment.
Two figures swiftly flit by, lightly landing on a towering mountaintop.
"Are we almost there?"
Jiang Shi asked.
Daoist Master Xuan carefully determined the direction and said, "Once we cross the next mountaintop, we should be there. Let’s move!"
He set into motion again, rapidly dashing forward.
Jiang Shi swiftly followed behind.
Before long.
Within a vast and enormous canyon.
The two figures slowly descended from the sky, gazing into the depths of the canyon.
The entire canyon was not deep; one could see its end at a glance.
Right in front of them, countless bones were piled up, densely packed like small mounds. Many of these bones had been dead for a long time, with the flesh having disappeared.
Additionally, there were some bones that had just recently died.
"Jiang Shi, the Half-Saint I’m bringing you to meet has an eccentric temperament, not easily approachable. Whatever he says, act as if you didn’t hear it. As for any requests he has, I will negotiate with him."
Daoist Master Xuan whispered.
Although this Half-Saint was strong and knowledgeable, few could endure his temperament.
If not for the appearance of the Gate of the Fallen Emperor and the great crisis facing Jiang Shi, he wouldn’t have brought Jiang Shi to seek this person.
It was truly a last resort, bringing him here to seek guidance.
Jiang Shi slowly nodded, remaining silent.
The two of them began walking toward the depths of the canyon.
Gah gah gah...
Piercing cries echoed from above, casting large shadows and a sense of death.
Looking up.
There appeared an eerie crow with three heads above them, its six green eyes staring at Jiang Shi and his companion like sharp knives.
"Six Profound Demon Crow!"
Daoist Master Xuan’s expression slightly changed.
"Who dares to make noise outside? Do you not know this is where I hide away?"
A cold and indifferent voice suddenly came from the depths of the canyon, appearing in Daoist Master Xuan and Jiang Shi’s minds without any warning.
"Elder Wu, it’s been years since we last met. How have you been?"
Daoist Master Xuan took a step forward, asking.
"You? And who might you be?"
The cold voice continued, with a slight sneer.
Daoist Master Xuan’s expression slightly shifted, awkwardly smiling, "Elder Wu, could you have forgotten the Profound Nether Sect? I am Daoist Master Xuan from the Profound Nether Sect!"
"Daoist Master Xuan? Hmph, no wonder you seem familiar. What brings you here?"
The cold voice in the valley continued.
It didn’t show any special regard for Daoist Master Xuan, even after he revealed his identity.
The three-headed crow above continued to caw incessantly, hovering, surrounded by black mist, its six eyes continually sweeping over Jiang Shi and his companion below.
"Elder Wu, do you remember the agreement from years ago? I’ve specifically brought someone to seek Elder Wu’s guidance. Please allow us to enter."
Daoist Master Xuan saluted with a smile.
The canyon became silent for a moment.
Moments later, the cold voice resumed, "The person beside you wishes to seek guidance from me?"
"Yes, Elder Wu."
Daoist Master Xuan replied with a smile.
"Then come inside."
The cold voice appeared again.
Daoist Master Xuan let out a slight sigh of relief, glanced at Jiang Shi, and transmitted, "Let’s go in."
He took a step forward, heading into the depths of the canyon first.
Jiang Shi furrowed his brow slightly, glancing again at the three-headed crow high above and followed silently.
The three-headed crow’s eyes were cold, staring menacingly at Jiang Shi, hovering without pause.
In the depths of the canyon.
Large patches of unnamed bones came into view.
Some stained with blood, some with remaining fur, some already dried up.
In the foremost area.
A withered and emaciated elder, draped in a black beast hide, sat silently on a stone platform. With scant hair and a face like skin and bones, he appeared strikingly skeletal.
At first glance, he looked almost indistinguishable from a skeleton draped in human skin.
"Daoist Master Xuan, after all these years, you’ve ended up like this. This body of yours isn’t the original, is it?"
The withered elder spoke indifferently, asking.
"I’m ashamed, it truly isn’t my original body. I was betrayed by an unworthy disciple, leaving only my soul. It was only with the help of Mr. Jiang that I reincarnated through possession."
Daoist Master Xuan said, complexly.
"Mr. Jiang? Which Mr. Jiang? The young fellow beside you?"
The withered elder’s eyes narrowed slightly, asking.
"This is Jiang Shi, here specifically to seek your guidance on the method for condensing the Saint Origin."
Daoist Master Xuan introduced.
"Oh?"
The withered elder raised an eyebrow, and a pair of eyes glanced at Jiang Shi, saying, "Indeed, the younger generation surpasses the old so quickly; you’ve reached Nirvana Great Perfection. However, haha, seeking the method to condense Saint Origin isn’t that easy."
His face suddenly displayed a hint of intriguing intent.
"Does Elder intend to set conditions?"
Daoist Master Xuan’s eyes flashed, saying, "Wasn’t it agreed upon that you’d fulfill one request for us unconditionally?"
"Enough!"
The withered elder waved his hand, speaking indifferently, "What happened back then was then, whatever is now is now. How can they be conflated?"
