As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1590: 420: Who Stands Above King Yan Among the New Underworld Members? Grandmaster Zhao Will Be Healed Upon Entering My Underworld [Monthly Ticket Requested]...
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“It is a relief… the Underworld also sustained heavy losses, and I managed to obliterate that Small Cave Heaven. Even if their Divine Tribulation forces gather again, it will take a decade at minimum. The price paid by the Underworld Yama to wound me so severely was far too high… That physical vessel could never withstand such immense power. Even if he survived, he is surely a cripple now!”
Zhao Beidou exhaled deeply. His once youthful, sage-like features were now etched with the weariness of age, having grown old in an instant.
Whenever the pain of his wounds flared, Zhao Beidou found solace in the fact that the Underworld had been equally devastated.
Suddenly.
The sound of light footsteps approached.
From outside the tent, the strained and weakened voice of Xie Yushen drifted in: “Grandmaster, please wait here… I must consult with Grandmaster Zhao regarding the strategy for the upcoming siege on the Qian Yuan Divine Sect.”
The soft, composed voice of Grandmaster Huang Mei replied: “Amitabha Buddha. Please proceed, State Preceptor.”
Seconds later, the rustle of fabric signaled movement.
Standing just beyond the entrance, Xie Yushen spoke softly: “Grandmaster Zhao, may I enter for a private discussion?”
Seated rigidly upon his meditation cushion, Zhao Beidou’s brow twitched with a slight frown.
He quickly Masked his irritation and forced a smile: “Of course. It is freezing outside; please enter quickly, State Preceptor.”
Upon hearing the invitation, Xie Yushen pulled back the curtain and moved into the interior.
“Cough, cough…”
Draped in his Crane Robe, Xie Yushen was gripped by a fit of coughing, his complexion pale and sickly.
Observing the frail state of the man, Zhao Beidou let out a quiet sigh. The State Preceptor appeared to be in even worse condition than himself, clearly suffering the backlash of utilizing the Luck Golden Lotus…
In the end, it was a result of his own failure to protect him.
Zhao Beidou produced a meditation cushion for his guest. With a flick of his wrist, he summoned the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, which instantly chased the chill from the tent.
“Please, State Preceptor, take a seat.”
Zhao Beidou offered with a welcoming smile.
Xie Yushen returned the smile and settled cross-legged onto the cushion.
“To what do I owe the honor of this visit?”
Zhao Beidou asked while stroking his long beard.
Xie Yushen coughed again, his eyes appearing clouded and dim: “Grandmaster Zhao, you see my current state… it deteriorates daily. Borrowing the power of the Luck Golden Lotus carries a heavy toll.”
“Now that the Old Dragon God has pledged his aid, our imperial army has recovered the morale needed to strike the Qian Yuan Divine Sect once more…”
“However, the Underworld remains an enigma, and your presence, Grandmaster Zhao, is still vital to us.”
Zhao Beidou’s smile grew warmer. Indeed, Xie Yushen lived up to his reputation as the State Preceptor; he certainly knew how to use silver-tongued flattery…
“It is a pity that my Disaster Wheel was compromised. While it is unwise for me to enter the fray directly for now, I can still provide a presence. A cultivator of the Divine Tribulation realm acting as a guardian is a powerful deterrent, forcing both the Qian Yuan Divine Sect and the Underworld to move with caution.”
But as soon as Zhao Beidou finished speaking.
Xie Yushen shook his head: “That will not suffice.”
The smile on Zhao Beidou’s face began to fade.
He had only stayed because of previous promises!
He had been assured he wouldn't have to fight…
Did this man now expect him to risk the total shattering of his Disaster Wheel and his very life?!
Did Xie Yushen truly think a prestigious Divine Tribulation Cultivator was nothing more than a common laborer?!
Zhao Beidou’s expression turned icy, and he let out a cold snort.
Xie Yushen gazed at him and smiled, seemingly blind to the growing fury on the elder's face.
“The damage Grandmaster Zhao sustained is too severe; it is paramount that you achieve a full recovery before we begin the siege of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect.”
Xie Yushen spoke with apparent sincerity.
Hearing this, Zhao Beidou’s anger softened slightly, assuming he had misjudged the man's intent.
He gave a bitter smile and shook his head: “State Preceptor, you have not reached the Divine Tribulation realm, so you cannot comprehend the situation…”
“Damage to the Disaster Wheel is the most grueling of injuries. For any cultivator at my level, healing is not a task accomplished overnight.”
“I will require at least five years of quiet cultivation to mend the fractures within the Disaster Wheel.”
Xie Yushen smiled once more and shook his head: “Five years… that is far too long.”
“Oh? Does the State Preceptor intend to provide some legendary Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures? Perhaps the priceless Three Pure Ones Nourishing God Pill?”
Zhao Beidou spoke with a mocking tone.
He was certain Xie Yushen possessed nothing as rare as the Three Pure Ones Nourishing God Pill.
Even if such a pill existed, he doubted it would be gifted to him.
As he suspected.
Xie Yushen shook his head again.
After that gesture…
Xie Yushen looked up, his gaze locking intensely onto Zhao Beidou.
“I… possess an alternative path. One that will heal Grandmaster Zhao’s wounds and restore his full strength within a single day!”
Zhao Beidou’s brow furrowed deeply.
His heart gave a sudden, inexplicable jolt of apprehension.
“What kind of method?”
Zhao Beidou asked, his eyes narrowing.
Xie Yushen’s lips curled into a grin as he spread his fingers wide.
A Luck Golden Lotus suddenly erupted into bloom beneath Zhao Beidou. The elder’s eyes bulged in shock, and a wave of fury washed over his face.
The dread he had felt moments ago exploded into a realization of danger!
This Xie Yushen…
He was mad!
Yet the State Preceptor simply opened his arms wide, a smile playing on his lips as he declared:
“Grandmaster Zhao!”
“The method is quite simple…”
“To gain eternal life, to become undying and everlasting—join our Underworld!”