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Chapter 26: Fellow Daoist Yuan Lian, Do You Realize What You Are Saying?

“If the Divine Water is used well, it can play a vital role against the Late-stage Golden Immortal Realm, I need to prepare a little, just in case.”

After thinking about it, Yuan Lian decided to refine a little more Divine Water.

Now he knows that he doesn’t have the power to kill Late-stage Golden Immortals head-on; the only trump card he has are these three kinds of Divine Water.

“Just using this holy medicine of good fortune as a poisonous weapon; my heart hurts so much!”

Indeed, it is a great opportunity for the three kinds of Divine Waters of the Sun, Moon, and Stars to be able to be created into a holy medicine such as the Divine Water of Three Glories.

Who would have thought that someone would refine it and use it as a means of attack?

A waste of heavenly treasures!

Yuan Lian looked at the Lake of Divine Water of Three Glories, which was thousands of miles in size, and his heart throbbed in pain.

It’s only been a while, and a tenth of the Divine Water of Three Glories from the lake has been consumed.

Moreover, he still has two guys to support.

The Five-Needle Pine was recruited by Huang Zhongli himself at the price of a drop of the Divine Water of Three Glories every ten thousand years.

Who knows, Huang Zhongli said that he helped him brought back the Five-Needle Pine as a companion Top-grade Innate Spiritual Root.

If there is the Five-Needle Pine, shouldn’t he also have it?

Yuan Lian refused at the time.

But under Huang Zhongli’s extreme temptation… for example, the Divine Water of Three Glories can speed up its maturity, and when it bears fruit, who will get the harvest?

If he encounters an Innate Spiritual Root again in the future, who will persuade it to bring it back, and who will get the great benefit?

In the future, when the Five-Needle Pine matures, its Dao Domain will be strengthened, which can help strengthen formations and defend against powerful enemies. (Article).

Who will benefit from this?

‘It’s all mine!’

‘I only need to pay a little price, but I can gain a lot.’

‘The consumed Divine Water is not so much spent on me, as it is spent on itself in a different way to enhance my own strength.’

Under Huang Zhongli’s sugar-coated bullets, Yuan Lian, as a youth who grew up with toxic chicken soup for the soul, expert opinions, and various manipulation skills, was also bombarded dizzy.

Confused, Yuan Lian agreed to support it with the same condition of a drop of Divine Water of Three Glories every ten thousand years.

Afterwards, Yuan Lian, who came to his senses, really wanted to slap himself hard.

‘When I am strong, these are still mine!’

After that, Yuan Lian’s eyes on Huang Zhongli changed. He even believed that the inside of this ghost tree would be black if cut open.

The thought of Huang Zhongli affected his thoughts.

Back to the topic; Yuan Lian took out a ball of Divine Water of Three Glories with a wave of his hand.

Looking at the Divine Pool, where the waterline had dropped by another point, Yuan Lian endured the pain.

“Unless it is absolutely necessary, I must never use this trump card. No amount of spirit water can withstand such a consumption!”

With this in mind, the resentment towards Taoist Wu Xing and Xuan Chen increased.

“I’ll kill you sooner or later!” Yuan Lian swore secretly.

Time, in today’s Primordial World, cannot be said to be worthless, but it is indeed of little value.

By the time Yuan Lian had refined all the Divine Water of Three Glories within a hundred miles, tens of thousands of years had passed quietly.

With a killing intent in his heart, his courage arose spontaneously.

For example, Yuan Lian is completely confident in facing the Five Elements Taoist and Xuan Chen now, and even has the urge to go out and kill them.

“It’s time to talk to Zhen Yuanzi; he should be waiting too!”

Yuan Lian smiled unscrupulously when he thought of Zhen Yuanzi, who had been fooled by him.

But fortunately, he is the Ancestor of the Earth Immortals in the legend of later generations; at least he would not be killed by Zhen Yuanzi.

Although, when Yuan Lian decided to divert the disaster to the east, he had persuaded himself that he had no choice but to survive.

But if someone else were killed by him for no reason, although he would definitely kill the Taoist of the Five Elements and Xuan Chen to help avenge him, his kind and sacred heart would still be sad and blame himself for a while.

The situation at this time is very joyful.

“Actually, looking at it from another angle, I’m not lying to Zhen Yuanzi.”

“If Wu Xing and Xuan Chen know that Zhen Yuanzi has a Ginseng Fruit Tree, will they let it go?”

“I’m afraid that even if they aren’t his match, they will entangle him in attacks.”

“So, as long as they enter Wuzhuang Temple, they will definitely covet the Ginseng Fruit Tree.”

“And if I hid in Wuzhuang Temple, they must go in, and Zhen Yuanzi will definitely not let them… so, everything makes sense.”

“I just reminded Zhen Yuanzi in advance; it’s kind of me!”

“En! I really am an Innate Sacred Being with noble virtues!”

Yuan Lian had to say that whether it is human or divine, things like self-forgiveness are always surprisingly smooth.

Under some inexplicable but seemingly reasonable thinking, Yuan Lian completely lost his guilt.

Immediately, he felt that his soul was cleansed, and even his spirit energy was faintly pure.

Opening the formation and stepping across the void, Yuan Lian appeared on the square of the main hall.

“It’s been half a Yuanhui. Fellow Daoist, sorry for keeping you waiting! Please enter the hall to talk about it.”

As soon as he appeared, a majestic and powerful voice sounded in his ears.

Needless to say, Zhen Yuanzi’s majestic demeanor is still there.

Yuan Lian caressed the neat and smooth moon-white cassock and walked slowly.

The Innate Sacred personality cannot be lost!

Yuan Lian seemed to have forgotten how he fled in embarrassment when he almost died that day.

In the hall, it is extremely simple and indifferent; there are only a few tables with spiritual fruit and tea on them, and a futon is placed under each table, which faintly exudes a strange fragrance.

In the middle of the main hall, a Taoist with long hair and a long beard and a sense of immortality is sitting upright.

On the left is a young Taoist dressed in red robes.

“I am Yuan Lian; I have met Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi and Fellow Daoist Hong Yun.”

Yuan Lian spoke sincerely and bowed to the two of them in turn.

After all, it is someone else’s Daoist temple, and they are still Innate Sacred Beings in the Late-stage Golden Immortal Realm, so etiquette still needs to be done properly.

“Oh, it turns out Fellow Daoist is not called Mu Gong. Please take a seat.”

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and motioned for him to take a seat on the right.

Yuan Lian smiled slightly. Of course, he would not tell his real name when he met the Taoist of the Five Elements.

After all, the Primordial World is vast and boundless; who knows if there is a supernatural power that can cast spells and assassinate people with their real names and Dao names?

Don’t you see, isn’t there the Nail-Headed Seven Arrows Book in the legend of later generations?

“Fellow Daoist Yuan Lian, how do you know that the Ginseng Fruit Tree is in my hands?”

Zhen Yuanzi asked indifferently and smiled kindly.

But his slightly squinted eyes made Yuan Lian understand in his heart that if this matter is not settled, the follow-up development may not be too good.

In fact, as long as you think about it a little bit, you will know.

Now that Yuan Lian knows about the Ginseng Fruit Tree, will Zhen Yuanzi feel relieved if he leaves?

Even if he is not killed, he will never be allowed to leave.

The best result is that everyone will be here with him.

When the strength of Zhen Yuanzi is strong enough, he will no longer worry about being robbed of his Spiritual Roots.

Or maybe Yuan Lian is so strong that Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun combined can’t do anything about it.

“I said I guessed; do you believe it?”

Although Yuan Lian himself didn’t believe this, he still said it frankly.

In an instant, both Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun were suffocated, and the air seemed to freeze.

Hong Yun stared at Yuan Lian seriously with wide-eyed eyes, and then looked at Zhen Yuanzi again.

This scene always feels familiar.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized.

Isn’t this the same as when the old friend opened his eyes and said he didn’t see the shadow of Yuan Lian?

You can’t say it doesn’t matter; you can only say it’s the same.

“Fellow Daoist Yuan Lian, do you realize what you are talking about?”

(End of this chapter)

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