Chapter 1921: One's Own Path

Chapter 1921: Chapter 215: One’s Own Path

Dongling Marquis Mansion.

Jiang Ning sat cross-legged in the courtyard, surrounded by golden light shadows swirling around him, with a river’s phantom flowing through his body, the river water rustling and waves surging.

The next moment.

His figure in the courtyard becomes ethereal.

Merging with the river’s phantom.

Then.

In the long river, the river water surged, golden sand scattered across every inch of the river, merging with the water.

Under the tint of the golden sand, the entire river transformed into a golden long river.

Within this river, a figure slowly emerged.

The visitor was Jiang Ning.

“River of Time!” he murmured in his heart.

Looking around, there was nothing but murky water, and rolling golden sand.

Just then.

Tiny specks of white light appeared from all directions.

In an instant, it was like a sky full of stars.

“True Spirit Light!” A thought flashed through his mind.

Then the tiny specks of white light gathered towards him.

In the endless river, at this moment he was like a lamp attracting moths to a flame.

And those specks of white light were the moths drawn to the flame.

He immediately calmed his mind, letting those star-like True Spirit lights merge into his brow.

In an instant, he felt that every influx of True Spirit light stirred his heart spirit, the Chaos Seed at his Primordial Spirit platform emitting a faintly hazy glow.

Roots extended, then tightened, gradually increasing the control over the Primordial Spirit Body.

[Spirit Platform Cave Illumination True Self Method Experience Value +2077]

[Spirit Platform Cave Illumination True Self Method Experience Value +2131]

[Spirit Platform Cave Illumination True Self Method Experience Value +2079]

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Notices continued to flash before him.

Steady!

He set his mind, followed by secret joy.

Just from the appearance of the notices, he could see that the efficiency of the Spirit Platform Cave Illumination True Self Method had dramatically increased, a level of efficiency never seen before.

“Seems my previous guess was indeed correct! With further tempering of the Primordial Spirit foundation, the strength on par with a Heavenly Immortal must greatly enhance my cultivation efficiency of this technique, plus my ability to sense the existence of the River of Time and manifest within the river to attract True Spirit light into the body, efficiency is greatly enhanced!”

A fleeting stray thought passed, then returned to tranquility.

He then dedicated himself fully, immersing himself in the cultivation of the Spirit Platform Cave Illumination True Self Method.

Time passed continuously.

…

It was night.

Within the Nine-layered Pavilion.

A solitary moon hung high.

“Retreat!” Wang Yu looked at the distant buildings with sparse lights below his feet and spoke.

“Yes, Young Master!” The two attendants behind him responded, then bowed and withdrew.

As the footsteps faded, only Wang Yu remained on the pavilion.

Just then.

Tap tap tap—

Footsteps sounded behind.

Recognizing the familiar footsteps, Wang Yu turned around suddenly.

Just saw a young man approaching with hands behind his back, upright body, handsome face, dragon posture and phoenix grace, with natural nobility between his brows.

The purple robe embroidered with flowing cloud patterns shimmered faintly in the moonlight, extraordinary and unusual.

“Master!” Seeing this person, Wang Yu’s expression changed slightly, hurriedly bowed.

In his tone, no longer the previous arrogance and composure, only awe.

The purple-robed youth smiled faintly, leisurely walked to the edge of the pavilion, gazing at the star-like lights of the human world below.

“Rise!” He said faintly.

“Yes!” Wang Yu stood up, stepped back half a step, still slightly bowed, dared not look directly.

“You went to see that King Luoshui during the day?” The purple-robed youth said, casually, as if just asking casually, without caring.

“Return to Master, indeed!” Wang Yu responded respectfully, “Subordinate went to probe that King Luoshui’s attitude as instructed by Master.”

“How?” The purple-robed youth asked.

“This person is very confident!” Wang Yu said, “And I’ve explained the pros and cons to him, yet he remains unmoved, claiming he wants to repay Martial Saint’s benevolence.”

“Repay!” The purple-robed youth chuckled, “Seems this King Luoshui is indeed a person of sentiment and righteousness.”

Hearing this, Wang Yu remained silent.

“Wang Yu, in your opinion, what about this person?” The purple-robed youth asked again.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu pondered slightly.

After several breaths.

“Return to Master, in subordinate’s view, this King Luoshui is very difficult to deal with, his confidence must come from his strength! If he doesn’t want to retreat, forcing Martial Saint to emerge will be very difficult!”

The purple-robed youth nodded slightly: “To have successively slain two of the world’s second greatest, if the Martial Saint truly sits, then that King Luoshui is the true world’s greatest! To deal with him, is very troublesome!”

Once the words fell, the purple-robed youth chuckled again, shaking his head.

“But this matter does not concern me, their busy, I’ve helped!”

“Then Master, concerning him, shall we…?” Wang Yu asked.

“No need to interfere!” The purple-robed youth shook his head, “The remaining affairs are unrelated to us! If they want to force Martial Saint to appear, they should handle it themselves, we don’t need to involve.”

“Master, not restricting this King Luoshui’s growth, subordinate suspects he might truly reach that level of Martial Saint someday, then, he’ll be truly undefeatable!” Wang Yu ventured cautiously.

“Whose task are you serving?!” The purple-robed youth spoke calmly, looked at Wang Yu indifferently.

Wang Yu’s body trembled suddenly, hurriedly knelt: “Subordinate dares not!”

The purple-robed youth withdrew his gaze.

“Wang Yu, remember, we are people of the Nine Heavens, the orthodox of the Heavenly Court! The blood flowing in you is Emperor’s Blood, however thin, still Emperor’s Blood, don’t do things that disgrace ourselves.”

Wang Yu bowed his head hastily: “Master’s lesson is right! Subordinate will remember.”

“Arise! That King Luoshui’s threat is their concern! Even if he truly succeeds, he’s just another Martial Saint, compared to Mo Chen back then, what’s the difference?” The purple-robed youth spoke calmly.