Chapter 332: Vermilion Bird Country’s Envoy

Wang Lin flew all the way to the Pagoda, then stumbled and fell to the ground. His main body separated from him, then he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and sat down cross-legged to meditate.

After a long while, Wang Lin opened his eyes. He immediately sat cross-legged, took out Medicinal Pills, and adjusted his spiritual power.

Three days later, he and his main body opened their eyes simultaneously.

“The injuries this time are too severe; I must enter seclusion to recuperate!” Wang Lin thought to himself. The envoy manifested by the Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation, from beginning to end, had not launched a killing blow except for the final strike, because this entity had no emotions and acted entirely according to rules.

“Given the extent of Wan'er's Nascent Soul dissipation, it will likely take nineteen years for her to regain consciousness and awaken. Once her Nascent Soul awakens, the Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation will surely descend again, obliterating anyone attempting to evade the Heavenly Dao.” Wang Lin looked up at the sky, a hint of sharpness flashing in his eyes.

Wang Lin stood up. At this moment, his main body flew up without a word, heading towards the massive Deep Pit in the ground from their previous battle. In a flash, it arrived there. The main body immediately sank, and as it descended, the Deep Pit was instantly filled by the surrounding earth, eventually returning completely to its original state.

Thousands of miles below, the main body sat cross-legged with closed eyes. In the center of its brows, two purple Star Points slowly rotated, and a faint purple light emanated from its body, forming a purple light screen around it, looking like a ball of light from a distance.

The main body's injuries were much more severe than Wang Lin's, especially the final blow, of which it absorbed seventy percent. However, with the main body's robust physique, these injuries were not fatal, but entering seclusion for cultivation was unavoidable.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, slapped his Storage Pouch with his right hand, and immediately took out a Jade Slip. After leaving a Divine Thought within it, he flicked it into the Void Realm. The Jade Slip transformed into a green rainbow and disappeared.

After doing all this, Wang Lin came to the Pagoda, sat down cross-legged, and completely dispersed the trace of Zhou Yi's Divine Sense within the Pagoda. Instantly, within a hundred-mile radius, no Cultivator, except for a Soul Transformation Old Monster, could hope to enter.

Just like that, Wang Lin closed his eyes and silently healed his injuries.

During the day, the dazzling sunlight shone down, falling on Wang Lin's body and bringing him a touch of warmth.

At night, moonlight quietly arrived, bringing a wisp of night chill.

On rainy days, the rainwater fell from the sky, landing on Wang Lin's body, drenching his clothes almost instantly.

In the snow, snowflakes slowly drifted down. After a long while, looking out, everything was white, with only a snowman beside the Pagoda.

Day and night, through wind and rain, Wang Lin's body remained motionless. He was like a tranquil old monk, his body devoid of any vitality or change.

Six months after that battle against the heavens, when spring bloomed once more, a baby girl was born into the Old Zhou family in Xinghua Village, named Zhou Ru.

The baby girl was born crying. No one knew that this cry was different from an ordinary baby's cry.

The baby girl was very weak, but fortunately, the Old Zhou family had a good reputation in Xinghua Village and owned a general store, so their life was much better than other neighbors.

On a small mountain a hundred miles outside Xinghua Village, there was an Immortal Cave. Tie Yan had been meditating here for six months. Six months ago, he and Lyu Fei received a Jade Slip message from Wang Lin, asking one of them to come and protect Li Muwan until he emerged from seclusion.

After discussing, Tie Yan came here. His Divine Sense had been locked onto Xinghua Village, silently guarding.

Wang Lin's healing continued. The accumulated snow outside the Pagoda had melted into snowmelt, sinking into the earth.

Thousands of miles underground, his main body had sunk three times in the past six months, each time sinking several thousand miles.

The current location of the main body was already equivalent to one-fifth of the total distance to the Earth's core.

Ancient Gods grow in battle; this statement is absolutely true. The main body's strength showed signs of Breakthrough after this battle. Although still slow, it had reached the Peak of two Star Points, and the third transformation was no longer distant.

In a blink of an eye, another half-year passed. Zhou Ru in Xinghua Village was already one year old. Other children at this age, though unable to speak, could babble. However, Zhou Ru always remained silent, never uttering a sound.

Thus, people in the village gradually spread rumors, saying that this girl was mute.

On this day, a group of people emerged from outside an ordinary Teleportation Formation at the border of Chu Country. Among them, there were men and women. The most conspicuous was a woman with a white veil covering her face. Her figure was graceful, and although her eyes showed fatigue, her beautiful eyes were like starlight, enchanting to behold.

Behind her followed an old man, dressed in a blue cloth jacket, with dim, lifeless eyes, looking as if he was plagued by illness.

If Wang Lin were here, he would surely recognize that these two, master and servant, were precisely the ones who bought the sixth-grade Pill Formula outside Demon Inverse City back then.

Beside the two of them stood a white-haired old man, who was precisely the Soul Transformation Cultivator surnamed Hu from the Artifact Refining Pavilion.

Behind him followed three people, one of whom was also familiar to Wang Lin: Qiu Siping.

The other two were Xu Luo and a charming young girl. This girl was precisely the one who delivered the purple Jade Slip back then.

After the group of six exited the Teleportation Formation, the white-haired old man surnamed Hu glanced north and said in a deep voice, “Although this Chu Country isn't the best route to the Immortal Relic Land, it's more convenient than Zhou Country.”

The white-veiled woman lightly nodded her head and respectfully said, “Senior is right. Although entering the Immortal Relic Land from this Chu Country is a bit further, there are no checkpoints to block us, making it much more convenient than Zhou Country.”

The old man surnamed Hu moved his body and flew forward; everyone quickly followed.

Qiu Siping sighed inwardly. After Wang Lin left, he thought for a long time and decided to follow the old man surnamed Hu, hoping to reach Soul Transformation one day.

In the past ten years, his cultivation had indeed increased somewhat compared to back then, but Soul Transformation remained out of reach. If he could obtain that item in the Immortal Relic Land this time, he believed that his Soul Transformation would no longer be a dream.

As she flew, the white-veiled woman sighed inwardly. In the past ten years, she had searched in many places for Soul Transformation Cultivators but had found none. Finally, she thought of the old man surnamed Hu from the Artifact Refining Pavilion, and with gritted teeth, she revealed some secrets she had not told Wang Lin back then, which finally moved him and made him agree to a trip to the Immortal Relic Land.

The six flew north, passing several Schools along the way, none of whom blocked their path.

“I haven't been to this Chu Country in a hundred years; quite a few changes have occurred!” The old man surnamed Hu exclaimed softly, a little surprised.

Xu Luo, behind him, respectfully said, “Old Ancestor, in recent years, the Cloud Heaven Sect's influence in Chu Country has greatly increased, having successively annexed several Schools and becoming the undisputed largest School in Chu Country.”

The old man surnamed Hu nodded and said, “This Cloud Heaven Sect primarily focuses on Alchemy. To have such strength to annex other Schools, it seems there are many Nascent Soul Cultivators within it. After returning from the Immortal Relic Land this time, remember to make arrangements to send someone to the Cloud Heaven Sect to demand Medicinal Pills!”

Xu Luo smiled slightly and nodded in agreement. In his opinion, the Cloud Heaven Sect would surely offer Medicinal Pills immediately to ensure their safety.

As the six were flying, a pillar of light suddenly shot up into the sky in the distance. From their current location, this pillar of light appeared to be as thick as a baby's arm, but one must remember that they were already very far from it. If one were to approach it, it would undoubtedly be countless times larger.

The old man surnamed Hu suddenly turned around and looked towards the pillar of light. Even with his composure, he was moved at this moment.

The old man behind the white-veiled woman immediately had a sharp glint in his dim eyes, revealing a hint of shock as he looked towards the pillar of light.

The pillar of light was located at the very center of Chu Country, at the Tongtian Pagoda.

“Is this the arrival of an envoy from a higher-grade cultivation country? Even an envoy from a fourth-grade cultivation country wouldn't cause such a commotion!” The old man surnamed Hu grew more and more alarmed as he watched.

Around the pillar of light, several golden Dragons appeared, roaring and flying. Immediately after, a young man in white clothes slowly emerged from within the pillar of light.

The moment he appeared, the golden Dragons immediately roared loudly, their voices clearly audible even from the distance where the six were.

Immediately after, these golden Dragons all rushed towards the white-clothed youth, and upon impacting him, transformed into golden Dragon-shaped embroideries, imprinted on the corners of his clothes.

“Vermilion Bird Country's Envoy!!!” The old man surnamed Hu's face immediately showed horror. He instantly realized that something enormous must have happened in Chu Country; otherwise, how could an envoy from the Vermilion Bird Country descend upon a mere third-grade cultivation country!

The white-veiled woman's beautiful eyes flashed with panic. At this moment, the old man following her seemingly casually stepped forward, standing in front of the woman.

The panic in the woman's eyes flashed and disappeared, but her jade hands in her sleeves were clenched tightly, exuding a large amount of sweat.

Qiu Siping, Xu Luo, and the charming young girl were also shocked to their core. Especially Qiu Siping, he stared blankly at the distant pillar of light, muttering, “This is the first time I've seen someone from Vermilion Bird Country… Vermilion Bird Country…”

“Old Ancestor, why would the Vermilion Bird Country's envoy descend upon Chu Country?” The young girl took a deep breath and asked softly.

“Fellow Daoist Gongsun, what do you think?” The old man surnamed Hu turned to look at the white-veiled woman's servant, the old man in the blue cloth jacket.

“Fellow Daoist Hu, I have only just entered Soul Transformation, and I am not very knowledgeable about some matters concerning Vermilion Bird Country. However, I believe that the Vermilion Bird Country's envoy descending upon Chu Country likely means that some major event unknown to you and me is about to occur,” the old man slowly said.

“Nonsense!” The old man surnamed Hu thought to himself, his gaze fixed on the pillar of light.

Just then, the pillar of light gradually dissipated, but the white-clothed youth within it, like a meteor, sped towards the location of the six.

The white-veiled woman's body trembled, and her eyes showed intense panic.

This scene was immediately noticed by the old man surnamed Hu. He remained outwardly calm, but inwardly, suspicion arose.