Chapter 391: I Truly Envy You Guys Who Can Work Hard!
The twin suns hung in the sky, blinding to behold.
However, amidst the destructive heat, an elderly figure suddenly emerged, effortlessly tearing apart the blazing sun with a single hand.
“Girl…”
The old man’s eyes were filled with murky anger as he strode through the flames, pulling Xuan Ge out.
At that moment, she was on the verge of death, her body marked with burns, her life hanging by a thread. This injury caused the old man immense pain.
“What terrifying power! The girl clearly has multiple layers of protection, yet she’s been injured to this extent! This is unforgivable!”
The one speaking was a middle-aged man, his aura terrifyingly powerful, a peerless expert at the Sage Eighth Layer, yet before the old man, he was still firmly suppressed.
“Second, what do you think we should do?”
The old man’s voice was dangerously low.
“What else is there to say? Anyone who dares to harm the girl, we will sever their legacy and destroy their sacrifices, ensuring they can never rise again!”
A chilling killing intent radiated from the Second Deacon, distorting the entire space around them.
“I think similarly!”
The old man’s gaze was sharp as he lightly patted Xuan Ge’s shoulder. Immediately, pure energy surged forth, healing her injuries, but it didn’t bring her back to consciousness.
“Big Brother, how could this happen? Even you can’t help the girl recover quickly?”
“It’s a bit tricky. She hasn’t just suffered physical torment; her spirit has taken a massive blow as well. For now, she can only rest to recover!”
“Those damned trash! How dare they strike so ruthlessly! I will make them wish they were dead!”
“Time is of the essence! Don’t let the Li Family see tomorrow’s sun!”
As his words fell, the two prepared to tear through the void and directly descend.
However, at that moment…
With a roar, immense waves of energy surged from the distance, infused with a strong aura of laws, warping the space and rendering their teleportation impossible.
“Who is it?”
The Second Deacon was furious, recalling that in his hundred years of dominance in the Central Continent, no one had dared to attack him first.
Yet, his expression turned serious; the force from earlier had shaken him, nearly on par with that of his older brother. Could it be another Peak Sage?
“Oh dear… I merely intended to check on the youngsters, yet I encountered you two unlucky fellows. I couldn’t resist making a move.”
A lazy and nonchalant voice rang out, instantly igniting the Second Deacon’s fury.
“Damn it…”
“Don’t be impulsive!”
Before he could retaliate, he was halted by the Grand Deacon of the Profound Sky Hall.
The Grand Deacon’s expression was grave as he focused intently on the newcomer, his aura coalescing.
“Old acquaintances meeting, why must we be so antagonistic?” the old man asked suddenly.
“Xuan Qiubai, don’t try to get close to me. It’s been over a decade, and I thought you had already died. How disappointing!”
The Ancestral Master lightly stepped forward, standing before the two.
Her words were quite impolite, but the Grand Deacon didn’t get angry; instead, he smiled, “Your demeanor remains as splendid as it was back in the day. Congratulations!”
“There’s nothing to congratulate about. In contrast, you’ve turned into a pitiful old thing. No idea when I can dine at your table; I can’t wait any longer!”
Even a person with a good temper wouldn’t remain unaffected by such words.
Xuan Qiubai’s voice grew cold as he replied, “You seem to have grown quite frivolous. Instead of diligently meditating and seeking the Great Dao, you spend your days indulging in leisure—be wary of becoming a discarded pawn of the Dao!”
“Haha…”
Hearing this, the Ancestral Master couldn’t help but laugh.
“Only mediocre talents need to retreat into closed-door cultivation to improve their cultivation. I have never seriously trained, yet I reached the Sage Peak a hundred years before you, didn’t I?”
Her words caused a slight twitch in the center of Xuan Qiubai’s brow.
To be fair, he was on the verge of breaking down.
Talent truly makes a person feel helpless; how many among the true elites can reach the Sage Peak? However, the gap between a genius and another genius can sometimes be greater than between man and dog.
Take, for example, the He Huan Zong Ancestral Master before them, who began cultivating in the womb and underwent the baptism of secret methods. Moreover, her mother consumed the miraculous Yuan Shi Yu Qing Dan while pregnant with her.
Thus, from the moment the Ancestral Master was born, she was already ahead of the game, reportedly becoming a sage at birth. Xuan Ge’s talent was also stimulated by her experience.
However, that wasn’t the end. The Ancestral Master sarcastically remarked, “Sometimes, I truly envy you fools, because you can enjoy the thrill of achieving something through hard work, piece by piece…”
“Unlike me, who was born deprived of the qualification to strive. While you painstakingly study ultimate skills, I can only wander about; while you exhaust your patience meditating, I can only admire flowers and stroll with birds; while you plot to break through in cultivation, I can only sit and sip tea!”
“Why must heaven treat me this way, granting me what you all might struggle for in vain from birth?”
As her words fell, the Second Deacon was already gasping for breath; he was genuinely jealous.
Not just him, even the Grand Deacon’s face darkened, ultimately unable to hold back: “Please retract what you just said. I don’t mind, but a friend of mine is feeling uncomfortable hearing this.”
“Alright, alright, I won’t provoke you anymore.”
The Ancestral Master waved her hand somewhat disinterestedly and then suddenly asked, “Where are you headed?”
“To the Li Family!”
Xuan Qiubai replied straightforwardly, as he knew all too well that this woman wouldn’t let go of a lie.
“That’s great! I’m on my way there too; we can go together.”
“What do you want to go there for?”
“To deal with you!”
