NOVEL NEXT Chapter 44 - The Rivers and Lakes Are Going to Be Lively
Chapter 44 The Rivers and Lakes Are Going to Be Lively
Grandmaster Fourth Level…
Grandmaster Fifth Level…
Grandmaster Sixth Level…
Yin Luoxia continuously broke through three minor realms before gradually restraining her aura.
“I… I’ve already reached the Sixth Level of Grandmaster?”
Feeling the surging energy within her, Yin Luoxia found the experience almost unreal.
“It’s nothing remarkable. Qianluo has already reached the Second Level of Grandmaster,” Jiang Che said casually.
“Although the Blood Qi Pill can enhance your internal energy, it’s still an external aid. You shouldn’t rely on it excessively. It’s best to take one every six months at most.”
“The rest of these pills can be distributed to the disciples of Snow Moon City. Consider it a token of goodwill from their Fourth Master.”
“What did you just say?” Sikong Changfeng looked at Jiang Che in disbelief.
“Qianluo has reached the Second Level of Grandmaster?”
Sikong Changfeng, who knew his daughter very well, was stunned.
While talented, she still fell short compared to true prodigies.
Just a few days ago, she was only at the Third Level of the Master Realm. How could she suddenly leap to the Second Level of Grandmaster?
When Qianluo went missing, Sikong had guessed she was likely with her Second Master, Li Hanyi, and hadn’t worried too much.
Now, Bai Li Dongjun and Yin Luoxia also turned to Jiang Che with curious and doubtful gazes, waiting for his explanation.
“That’s right. I gave Qianluo a Small Restoration Pill, and she broke through to Grandmaster.”
“Small Restoration Pill?”
“The legendary treasure of Shaolin Temple?”
“You can even refine such a pill?” Sikong Changfeng’s eyes widened in shock.
He hadn’t expected Jiang Che to be capable of creating a Small Restoration Pill.
Across the Jiuzhou Continent, numerous Shaolin Temples existed, but the pill recipe for Small Restoration Pill had been lost for ages. Even Shaolin itself possessed only a few.
“How many Small Restoration Pill do you have left?” Sikong asked eagerly, his face glowing with anticipation.
After all, a Small Restoration Pill could extend a martial artist’s internal energy by ten years. Who wouldn’t covet such a treasure?
“None left…” Jiang Che shrugged.
“I only refined two. I took one, and Qianluo took the other.”
“What a pity…” Sikong sighed deeply, as if mourning the loss of a priceless treasure.
However, thinking about how Jiang Che had given one to his beloved daughter, Sikong’s mood improved considerably, and his impression of Jiang Che softened.
It seemed that having Qianluo by Jiang Che’s side wasn’t a bad thing after all. For someone willing to gift a Small Restoration Pill, Jiang Che clearly valued her.
…
After Sikong carefully stored away the remaining pills, Jiang Che didn’t leave immediately.
Instead, he turned to Bai Li Dongjun and asked, “How long until the Hundred Flowers Gathering in Snow Moon City?”
Yesterday, Jiang Che had heard from Sikong Qianluo that Tang Lian had already escorted a golden coffin out of Snow Moon City.
He knew that the martial world wouldn’t remain peaceful for much longer.
When the main characters arrived in Snow Moon City, figures like White King Xiao Chong, Red King Xiao Yu, and organizations like Dark River would follow in quick succession.
At that time, Bai Li Dongjun’s journey to the sea in search of Meng Po’s Soup would plunge Snow Moon City into chaos.
“About fifteen days,” Bai Li Dongjun replied.
“Fifteen days…” Jiang Che murmured, before turning to Sikong Changfeng.
“You’re the Vermillion Bird of Tianqi’s Four Guardians, aren’t you?”
“How do you know that?” Sikong’s expression froze, as though he’d seen a ghost.
This was a secret known only to him and his two martial brothers. Even Yin Luoxia, the Great Elder of Snow Moon City, was unaware.
“I not only know you’re the Vermillion Bird Emissary, but I also know Li Hanyi’s mother, Li Xinyue, was the former Qinglong Emissary,” Jiang Che said with a faint smile.
“I also know Bai Li Dongjun and Xiao Ruofeng were close friends. You plan to fulfill Xiao Ruofeng’s dying wish by helping Prince Xiao Se ascend the throne.”
Bai Li Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng exchanged stunned glances, both seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.
This was a plan we carefully devised but hadn’t yet acted upon. How could Jiang Che possibly know?
Could he predict the future?
“What’s your opinion on this?” Bai Li Dongjun asked cautiously after a moment of thought.
Although Jiang Che rarely interfered in Snow Moon City’s affairs, he was still its Fourth Master. For such a significant matter, Bai Li naturally valued his input.
“Xiao Se has no interest in the throne and is unfit to be emperor.”
“If any of Beili’s princes are capable of ruling, it would be White King Xiao Chong.”
“If you wish to support Xiao Se, I won’t stop you, but don’t involve me, Li Hanyi, or Qianluo.”
Hearing this, Bai Li Dongjun’s lips twitched uncontrollably.
Jiang Che was currently Snow Moon City’s strongest force, having reached the Heavenly Realm.
If Jiang Che refused to help, and even barred Li Hanyi and Sikong Qianluo from assisting, their chances of success would plummet.
But what could Bai Li say?
He couldn’t exactly force Jiang Che to agree.
What a joke!
When Jiang Che was at the Ninth Level of Grandmaster, he could already defeat Bai Li with a single move.
Now that he had advanced to the Heavenly Realm, he could probably crush Bai Li with just a finger!