Chapter 462: The Sun and Moon Illuminate Mountains and Rivers (Part 21)

Ling Jiuxiao felt his sect master was practically calling him out by name.
Ling Jiuxiao felt wronged.
Long Jueshen, standing to the side, wore a wicked smile.
He was already thinking about how to deal with this arrogant brat next.
Ling Jiuxiao, on the other hand, felt regret.
Why hadn't he stewed this little dragon like an eel back then?
Time flew by.
A year had passed since Ling Jiuxiao returned to the sect.
In that year, Ling Jiuxiao's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, directly surpassing the Saint King realm.
On the cliff.
Su Chen looked at the surroundings, which had transformed into stars and then into deathly silence, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.
Perhaps... he should just throw this guy out to wreak havoc on other forces.
Ling Jiuxiao didn't know what his sect master was thinking.
At this moment, he only knew:
"Awesome!"
Ling Jiuxiao let out a long sigh.
If he were outside, he didn't know how long it would take to break through to the Saint King realm, or how many star domains' worth of investment he would need to secure.
"If I had known this would happen, why did I even bother venturing out?"
Ling Jiuxiao regretted it.
Wouldn't it have been better to just lie down and relax?
Elder: "..."
"Boy, don't forget I'm not alive yet."
Ling Jiuxiao blinked, his eyes full of innocence.
"You haven't forgotten me, have you?"
Faced with the elder's question, Ling Jiuxiao said, "Elder, how could I forget our agreement?"
"I'm currently improving my cultivation, so I have more confidence to find the divine artifact that can help you defy fate, Elder?"
The elder was somewhat suspicious, but seeing Ling Jiuxiao's sincere eyes, he didn't seem to be faking it.
Ling Jiuxiao said, "Perhaps I can ask the Sect Master."
The elder still needed two crucial items to be resurrected.
These two crucial items were unknown even to the elders, and Ling Jiuxiao's first thought was of his incredibly mysterious sect master.
...
In the back mountain
Long Jueshen, who was lying on a large rock, suddenly opened his eyes.
"That brat has finally arrived! I've waited far too long for this moment!"
At this moment, Ling Jiuxiao was sneaking past the guardian elders protecting the back mountain, quietly entering to find his sect master.
"Something's wrong!"
Ling Jiuxiao looked closely and saw a figure appear before him.
A small dragon stood up, looking quite human. Seeing Ling Jiuxiao, a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Boy, sorry, but the sect master has ordered that everyone must enter the back mountain through proper channels; otherwise, they will be treated as intruders."
He didn't give Ling Jiuxiao a chance to explain.
He had been waiting for this day for a long time.
He had to teach this arrogant brat a lesson!
Ling Jiuxiao was startled.
*Saint Realm!*
This mudskipper he casually caught broke through to the Saint Realm after only a year of cultivation in the back mountains?
"But I've already broken through to Saint King!"
Ling Jiuxiao smiled wickedly.
A moment later
"Lord Dragon, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
Ling Jiuxiao covered his head and fled, only to be instantly suppressed by a seal formed from the little dragon's fingertip.
"Elder, what is the origin of this dragon?"
Ling Jiuxiao was about to collapse in despair.
Outside, he was clearly a Nirvana-level cultivator who slayed Saints, and a Saint who slaughtered Saint Kings.
Now, he was actually suppressed by a dragon cub that had cultivated for less than two years with just a fingernail.
"I don't know either... this dragon, like your sect leader, comes from the Immortal Realm."
Ling Jiuxiao was utterly dejected.
The elder felt his entire cultivation philosophy was crumbling.
Ling Jiuxiao entered sainthood at twenty-five and became a Saint King at twenty-six.
Unmatched throughout history.
Such a cultivation speed, the elder didn't say, but it pained him deeply... Reaching the Saint King realm was a thousand times, ten thousand times more arduous than Ling Jiuxiao's...
It was conceivable that this sect would be filled with saints in the future.
Now, Ling Jiuxiao, whom he considered the greatest genius of all time, was suppressed by a mere finger of a young dragon.
If it weren't for his strong mental fortitude, he might have already suffered a cultivation deviation.
The elder could only console himself with the thought of the Immortal Realm.
Long Jueshen swaggered up to Ling Jiuxiao and said, "Boy, you're already flattering yourself by calling me 'Lord Long'."
"However, I grant you permission to call me 'Lord Long' every time you see me from now on."
"As for what that old fellow in your mind said, he's right, I do indeed come from the Immortal Realm. Being suppressed by a single finger of mine is not your shame, it will be your lifelong honor!"
Ling Jiuxiao: "......."
A fawning smile appeared on Ling Jiuxiao's face.
"Um...Lord Long, could you please let me go?"
Long Jueshen grinned: "Let you go, of course."
Long Jueshen wagged his tail.
Ling Jiuxiao suddenly had a bad feeling.
The next moment, everything went black.
"Go!"
"Remember to follow the proper procedures next time."
.......
One month later
Ling Jiuxiao finally returned to his sect.
Han Xiyue asked curiously, "Elder Ling, did you complete the task assigned by the Sect Master?"
Ling Jiuxiao: "..."
He left, half-concealing, half-escaping.
Han Xiyue murmured strangely, "Why did I think I saw a mark on Elder Ling's face just now? Was Elder Ling researching some strange formation?"
Ling Jiuxiao was already far away.
He returned to the back mountain.
As he was about to bypass the guardian elders to enter the back mountain, the little dragon suddenly came to mind.
Ling Jiuxiao took out the sect elder's token. The two guardian elders confirmed the token was genuine and did not stop him.
"So going through the main gate is this easy,"
Ling Jiuxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
The elder asked curiously, "What exactly did you do to develop such a strange habit?"
The elder also didn't understand why Ling Jiuxiao never took the usual route when visiting other forces.
Ling Jiuxiao smiled憨厚ly: "When I was little, I lacked cultivation talent and was disliked, so I was very poor. I often went to Aunt Li's house. Aunt Li was a widow, but every time I entered through the front door at night, my father and the others would beat me severely."
"Later, I discovered that if I climbed through the window, scaled the wall, or dug a hole, my father and the others wouldn't find out and beat me. On the contrary, Aunt Li would always prepare some pastries, and I could sleep with her every night, it was so warm and cozy."
"That's how it was. Every time I didn't take the conventional path, I would be pleasantly surprised. I consider these the rewards for my poverty and unconventional ways in my youth."
Elder: "..."
This time, Ling Jiuxiao wasn't sent flying by Long Jueshen's tail.
Ling Jiuxiao looked at Long Jueshen, who was lying on the boulder, and said awkwardly, "Lord Long."
Long Jueshen raised one eyelid and casually said, "The Sect Master is already waiting for you up there."
Ling Jiuxiao behaved himself; he, Long Jueshen, wasn't a narrow-minded dragon.
However, he was already thinking about how to send this kid away later.