Chapter 783: Chapter 783: The Dazzling Apocalypse
The mountain terrain was tranquil, Qi Daolin sat cross-legged on a huge limestone, his golden robe fluttering in the breeze, his hair and beard were pure white, he truly resembled the image of a lofty Immortal Dao expert.
However, Shi Hao knew that the old man could sometimes be quite shameless, even he himself had been “stolen” as a disciple. Every time he thought about it, he felt like he had been duped.
“Daolord, you’re so powerful, you must be considered a master of a territory. Why don’t you casually bestow some Magic Artifacts upon me? I’m not asking for much, just a few items that are passable and have been used by you,” Shi Hao proposed.
Qi Daolin responded with a kindly smile: “That wouldn’t be a problem at all.”
Upon hearing that, Shi Hao quickly added, “Daolord, please don’t just give me any Celestial God Magic Artifact. As someone who’s reached the sect master-level, surely you should bestow a Sect-Defending Treasure upon me, right?”
The smile on Qi Daolin’s face grew even warmer as he said: “Those Magic Artifacts are too trifling.”
Shi Hao was astonished but felt something was off. Could the old man really be this generous?
“What do you think this is?” Qi Daolin spread his palm with a radiant smile, his golden robe shining brightly. His hand swiped through the air, and the heavens and earth hummed in response.
“An invisibility Magic Artifact?” Shi Hao suspiciously watched the old man’s palm because he couldn’t see anything there.
“Magic Artifacts, too small a scale. The thing I’m giving you is of immeasurable value, far greater than that,” said Qi Daolin with calm confidence.
“What?” Shi Hao searched around.
“The entire world,” Qi Daolin stated proudly, pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the ground, “All of this is yours!”
Shi Hao: “…”
He knew it; the old man had a terrible reputation. Perhaps it should be called awful. Given his character, it wasn’t likely that he would grant Shi Hao a treasure. As expected… that was such a con.
Qi Daolin, with a dignified appearance, said: “Such a vast world, boundless, the nine heavens at your disposal to traverse, whatever you want, just take it yourself!”
“Old man, can you not be so serious? I’m getting goosebumps,” Shi Hao whispered.
Qi Daolin scolded sternly: “Impudent disciple, what is this attitude? Don’t you see your master’s good intentions? Others give rare oddities, treasures, bone texts, but your master is giving you the entire world. You can soar to the ninth level of heaven, delve into the nine hells; as vast as the world is, that’s how expansive your heart should be, that will be the extent of your future achievements!”
Shi Hao was speechless; the old man surely had a way with words. Coupled with the use of Secret Techniques, bathing himself in Sacred Entity glow, he was indeed intimidating, nothing short of a charlatan.
But he had never been one to fall for such tricks. The Bone Text of Primal True Solution coursed through his body, leaving him exceedingly clear-headed, unaffected, and he muttered, “Actually, I just wanted one secret treasure, that would be enough to trade for this entire world.”
“You nefarious disciple, you have enraged me! When your two senior brothers were met with my stern rebuke, they had an epiphany; their hearts filled with lofty aspirations, tears brimming as they sang, determined to master the vast world, to fight and be heroes with an unmatchable spirit! And look at you, what have you become? Such a low awareness!” Qi Daolin reproached.
“Was it an epiphany, or were they just moved to tears of frustration? Why did they never return after being chased off by someone?” Shi Hao spoke under his breath.
“What are you talking about? It’s outrageous! Questioning the Daolord, doubting your senior brothers, are you thinking of defecting from our sect?!” Qi Daolin’s fury was clear, his mustache bristling as he glared. Regardless of what was said, this piece of history was embarrassing for him, and even the notorious Qi Daolin didn’t want to mention it.
“Speaking of which, Daolord, where did my two senior brothers go? Didn’t you look for them?” Shi Hao showed a keen interest.
“Shut your mouth, and don’t you dare mention this matter again, or I’ll clean house!” Qi Daolin glared.
“I’m just curious, with the Daolord’s strength, how could the disciples you taught be subpar? Who was the great figure who scared away my two senior brothers, causing them to abandon the sect and never return?”
“Are you looking for a beating, kid?!” Qi Daolin’s brows twitched with irritation.
Despite knowing that his unruly disciple was deliberately provoking him, Qi Daolin let slip some old stories: “This time, you might actually meet that person.”
“What, the person who chased away my two senior brothers is still alive? Daolord, you’re too useless. If it were me, with a flick of my wrist, they’d be finished!”
“You insubordinate, unfilial, graceless wretch! I will end you!”
“Hey, don’t do it, Daolord. You have to show magnanimity. Just now, you were the one saying, ‘The bigger your heart, the larger the world is, and the greater your future accomplishments will be,'” Shi Hao taunted.
“I never bully the weak,” Qi Daolin said through gritted teeth.
Soon enough, Shi Hao learned that although it appeared to be a group of people attacking the Supreme Dao Ground, in reality, there was someone else acting in the shadows, someone who had defeated his two senior brothers.
That person later participated in the Three Thousand States battle of geniuses, claiming the title of the number one under heaven!
“An ancient monstrosity, possibly sealed until this era. Are you suggesting that I’ll most likely encounter them?” Shi Hao stroked his chin, pensively cracking his knuckles.
He felt that the upcoming grand battle would be overflowing with formidable opponents, with his current undefeated record likely meeting unimaginable adversaries, inevitably leading to a brutal clash.
“Daolord, considering I’ve even broken divine prophecies, what do you think about my chances this time, can I make it into the top ranks?” Shi Hao inquired.
Qi Daolin sighed deeply, showing rare seriousness. He said solemnly, “I’ve come across some new information; aim for the top twenty. If that’s not possible, try to break into the top thirty.”
Upon hearing this, Shi Hao’s face immediately fell. Last time, Qi Daolin had told him to aim for the top ten, or at least the top twenty was acceptable, and now he had retreated another ten ranks?
“Old man, what do you mean by this? That’s quite the underestimation of me,” he voiced his dissatisfaction.
Qi Daolin sighed lightly with a grave expression. He spoke earnestly, “Because I have acquired some secret news, truly remarkable.”
“What secret news?” Shi Hao asked.
“Those bone texts I gave you recorded some of the most stunning prodigies of ancient times who also tried to tread a different path in the Divine Fire Realm. Have you read them?”
“Yes,” Shi Hao nodded. Those people had all failed, with tragic outcomes; the dead perished, and the incapacitated were wasted away—a sorrowful end for a group of peerless geniuses from across the ages.
“Recently, I’ve learned that some of those people are not dead, but living in icy caves within forbidden lands.” Qi Daolin’s tone was serious and earnest as he said, “This means that there are additional ancient monsters, and they are extremely terrifying!”
Shi Hao was startled. As he studied those bone texts, he had felt regret that such a group of dazzling talents had met their demise too soon, unable to spar with them was truly a pity.
Yet now, he heard that some might still be alive!
“Why do I feel like the pressure has doubled? True Immortal, could it be that you’re intentionally exaggerating?” Shi Hao really felt that this battle was becoming ever more formidable, to the point where remaining unscathed was wishful thinking.
Since his emergence, he had never once been defeated!
“In order not to crush your confidence, I’ve already put it very mildly… Don’t take it to heart, life’s journey is long. Your experience is still shallow, after all, they have grown into monsters. As long as you survive, you can rise to power in the future,” Qi Daolin said.
Shi Hao listened and felt even more discontent, giving the old man a sideways glance. So this is what he calls being ‘mild’? He was practically poking him in the nose.
“Stars twinkle, all the mightiest monsters of ancient times will appear. In the end, who will become a golden sun that slowly rises, shining alone and proud above all stars?” Qi Daolin mumbled to himself.
“Me!” Shi Hao pointed at himself.
Qi Daolin shook his head and said, “I’m talking about the top thirty; don’t overthink it. Just focus on solidifying your foundation and try to stay alive.”
At first, Shi Hao did not grasp the meaning of ‘top thirty.’ It dawned on him later, and he clenched his teeth in anger. This wretched old man was so unkind to conclude that he could at most reach thirtieth place, coining him such a nickname.
“Look down on me all you want, but when I enter the Creation Battlefield, I’ll blast them one by one. Any beast blocking my path, if they’re not humanoid, I’ll roast and eat them. The humanoid ones, I’ll suppress the males and catch the females to warm my bed!” Shi Hao blustered, expressing his lofty ambitions.
“Having ambitions and dreams is generally good, but once you enter Immortal Ancient, wake up from your dreams early. Nothing is more important than staying alive,” Qi Daolin sighed earnestly, cautioning not out of mockery or discouragement, but a genuine belief.
Because in this era, stars are dazzling, and the strongest ancient monsters will all come forth.
“Why is everyone crowding together? Are they all in a rush to be reborn?” Shi Hao cursed.
“I’ve said it, this is the last chance. Only when the True Immortal Flower blooms can one enter Immortal Ancient. The flower has blossomed and withered nearly three thousand times; the last road is about to wear out, on the verge of wilting,” Qi Daolin explained.
Shi Hao was startled, realizing that to enter the Land of Creation, he had to wait for the flower to bloom to open the way.
The flower has bloomed and withered; it can only bloom for the last time and then will wilt forever. Missing this lifetime means losing the chance to enter ever again.
“Moreover, there are prophecies stating that when the True Immortal Flower blooms for the last time, our era may also come to an end. Immortality is approaching, and the end times are upon us,” Qi Daolin said solemnly, his eyes gazing tranquilly at the distant horizon.
“What, the end times?” Shi Hao was shocked.
“Maybe it’s not the end times, but there have been taboo characters who joined hands, depleted their mana and life essence to deduce the future. But the path is obscured, with no future in sight. Therefore, everyone must fight to transcend. Only by detaching can one succeed!”
Shi Hao was stunned, speechless for a long time.
It wasn’t until much later that Qi Daolin smiled and asked, “Scared?”
“Scared of what!” Shi Hao replied with vigor, looking towards Qi Daolin and said, “Since time is limited and the future is uncertain, one should live life to the fullest! True Immortal, you’re so powerful, if I decide to become a devil king right now, snatching all the sect master-level Saintesses to start a grand harem, that shouldn’t be a problem, right?”
The smile on Qi Daolin’s face instantly froze, and then he raised his hand to smack him, saying, “Evil disciple, what are you imagining? I thought you’d be full of fighting spirit; instead, you’re talking about starting a grand harem. Rebel!”
Shi Hao fled while cradling his head and wailing, crying out, “This is my noble life goal; you have to respect it. I can’t count on you; it seems I have to rely on myself. A man should strengthen himself!”
In the end, Shi Hao was beaten until he screamed and couldn’t stand it any longer, compromising, “Stop hitting me. About my dream, we’ll talk about it later. I’ll pursue it on my own! Right now, there’s something else, and you’ll be interested.”
Qi Daolin remained unmoved and kept beating him.
“True Immortal, don’t you want to know where your teacher has gone? Don’t beg me!” Shi Hao grumbled resentfully.
Instantly, Qi Daolin stiffened, his hand frozen in the air, his eyes profound as they stared at Shi Hao, causing him to get goosebumps.
“Speak… what have you learned?” Qi Daolin’s voice trembled, his body quivering.
Shi Hao, seeing this, calmly straightened out his clothes, then coughed and cleared his throat, but that… just earned him another hefty slap!
“You old fart, dare to disrespect me again, and I won’t speak even if you kill me!” he defied.
“Good disciple, your teacher was wrong. Go ahead,” Qi Daolin said with a softened voice.
Shi Hao shuddered and felt a bit creeped out, saying, “Forget it, I’ll tell you. It’s all for the sake of my life goals, to go there and seize opportunities, to increase my strength.” He consoled himself.
He looked at Qi Daolin and said, “After I tell you, you mustn’t get too excited. If you can’t control yourself and run off to do something rash, I might have to carry on your legacy. I’m going to be promoted to the rank of True Immortal Daolord of the Supreme Dao Ground.”
“You brat, you dare to curse me.” Qi Daolin’s face darkened.
“Stay calm, you have to stay calm,” Shi Hao said, and after a long wait, allowing Qi Daolin to adjust his emotions, just before getting hit again, he revealed, “I saw the Three-life Copper Coffin, pulled by nine dragons, resting in an ancient land.”
“What?!” Qi Daolin exclaimed, bursting forth with infinite characters, a terrifying aura erupted from his crown, tearing through the sky, and shaking the mountain terrains.
“Calm down, don’t do anything rash,” Shi Hao said, truly afraid the old man would be too stimulated and run to open the coffin himself.
“Speak up, what’s going on!” Qi Daolin urged.
Shi Hao did not hide anything and explained everything, including the time he tried to brew a pot of Dragon Marrow soup with the bones of nine dragons and his curses and regrets when he failed.
“Ouch, that really hurts!” Shi Hao screamed.
“You little rascal, I won’t beat you to death, but you dare to stew them?!”
Poor Shi Hao was beaten up again, frustrated as he argued with the old man, vowing not to take him along.
Finally, this pair of peerless master and disciple, bickering and making a ruckus, hurried towards the plains of Fire Province, ready to unlock the Three-life Copper Coffin.
Peerless master and disciple set out, asking for a monthly ticket, calling for brothers and sisters.
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