blenderwars Chapter 168 Jiang Ling'er: I Am Really Not Son Of Fortune (4400 Words)
Chapter 168 Jiang Ling'er: I Am Really Not Son Of Fortune (4400 Words)
Chapter 168: Jiang Ling'er: I'm Really Not the Son of Fortune (4400 words)
"The last thing is about the spots for Ancient Saint Academy this time!" Xiao Qingyu said.
The spots for Ancient Saint Academy are limited. Basically, each time it opens, there are only about ten thousand spots. It may sound like a lot, but this is within the entire South State.
Excluding the thirty-six Grotto-Heavens and the seventy-two Blessed Lands, there are countless cities and even more mortal small countries. The number of living beings is in the billions.
In the past, the Immortal Alliance would allocate a small number of spots for a selection process throughout the entire cultivation world of South State, like panning for gold.
Sometimes, they can find a few outstanding talents.
But the majority of the spots are still taken by the Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands.
However, even so, there has never been enough spots for the Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands.
Take the Three Purities Immortal Gate during its peak period, for example.
Three hundred and sixty branches.
Gathering the most talented individuals.
Every true disciple is a dragon and phoenix among men.
Even at the foot of the mountain, they are rare geniuses among thousands.
The number of spots they receive is only around five hundred.
How is that enough?
And this is already the highest level.
As for those Blessed Land-level forces, it goes without saying that they often fight fiercely for a single spot, even to the point of shedding blood.
Xiao Qingyu sighed softly, "For this round, the Immortal Alliance has only given us, the Three Purities Immortal Gate, eighty spots!"
Wang Xiu was stunned, "Isn't that too few?"
Xiao Qingyu helplessly said, "There's nothing we can do about it. Who made us decline now? And there are a few other Blessed Lands below us who are dissatisfied..."
If it weren't for the Immortal Alliance considering our contribution to the fight against the Demon Race, I'm afraid we wouldn't even have these eighty spots!"
Wang Xiu fell silent.
Normally, even if a Grotto-Heaven-level force ranks at the bottom, they would still receive around a hundred spots.
Now, these eighty spots are just slightly more than the higher-ranking Blessed Land-level forces.
Of course, Ancient Saint Academy is one of the most important resources for cultivating the next generation of successors in the South State orthodox path.
It has always been reserved for the most outstanding and talented individuals to qualify for the spots.
It is reasonable to allocate spots based on the strength and number of geniuses in each major force.
However, such a huge disparity makes people can't help but sigh at how things have changed.
The higher-ups of the Three Purities Immortal Gate probably have the idea of using this opening of Ancient Saint Academy to cultivate a few hundred talents and contribute to the great revival of the Immortal Gate.
But with only these few spots, everything becomes difficult.
Now, the Immortal Alliance still remembers the past merits of the Three Purities Immortal Gate.
But what about the next round?
And the round after that?
Once the resource disadvantage starts to snowball, it will be extremely terrifying.
Even if we don't completely fall from the Grotto-Heaven-level forces, it will be almost impossible to climb up.
...
After a pause, Xiao Qingyu continued, "After Master learned about the news, he was very dissatisfied and hurriedly went out... I don't know how the situation is!"
Wang Xiu nodded thoughtfully.
But he didn't have too high expectations in his heart.
Even if the Sect Master personally takes action, the spots for the Academy are so precious, how can other forces be willing to give them up?
Xiao Qingyu glanced at him and smiled lightly, "You don't have to worry. No matter how many spots there are, there will definitely be one for you! After all, you are our future Saint Child..."
Wang Xiu covered his forehead and said, "Senior Sister, please don't tease me!"
Seeing him like this, Xiao Qingyu couldn't help but giggle and cover her mouth.
...
The story goes in two directions.
Deep within the Ghost Immortal Blessed Land.
In just a few days, the number of Human Souls in the Ghost Immortal Blessed Land has drastically decreased.
They have gone from being everywhere, easily found, to requiring great effort to locate.
And now, it's time to show real skills.
On a hillside.
A Human Soul slowly emerged.
Instantly, it attracted dozens of gazes around.
"I, Zhao, the soul!"
"Make way, let me handle it - by the decree of the highest authority, I shall transcend your lonely soul, all ghosts and spirits, bestow blessings upon the four realms. What the f*ck, who stole my soul!"
A young man from the Manipulation Lineage's eyes sparkled as he quickly chanted an incantation.
He intended to deliver that soul.
However, his transcendence spell was only halfway through.
A golden light descended from the sky, enveloping the human soul, and directly sent it to the Pure Land.
The Manipulation Lineage disciple, whose plan was interrupted, twisted his expression and cursed angrily.
He turned his head to look.
Among the crowd, a young man held a seal in his hand and glanced at him disdainfully, saying, "With your speed, you still want to steal souls? Go eat dust..."
"Oh wow~"
Accompanied by a smooth tongue twister.
The figure swiftly flew away.
The Manipulation Lineage disciple watched this scene from behind, unable to help but beat his chest and stamp his feet.
Damn it!
Damn it!!
Scenes like this were everywhere.
Almost all disciples were caught in a frenzy of competing for human souls.
It was about whose mouth was better.
However.
There was one exception.
...
Wilderness.
By the stream.
The flowing water murmured.
Jiang Ling'er strolled leisurely by the stream.
Suddenly, the wind ruffled the water's surface.
A woman's soul quietly appeared in the middle of the stream.
Jiang Ling'er looked at that spot, her eyes brightening, "So there are human souls here too!"
She quickly ran over.
Chanting the transcendence spell, she delivered the human soul.
After finishing, she turned around, intending to go against the current along the stream.
But she found three childlike ghosts had appeared on a nearby rock, silently staring at her.
"Another three! Fantastic!"
After delivering the three children.
Just as she was about to leave.
A thick fog suddenly emerged in the mountains and fields.
In the mist.
Ghostly figures swayed, one after another, passing by her.
Endlessly.
"Wow, another one!"
"Wow, there's one over there too!"
"Wow, why are there so many coming?"
"It's impossible to deliver them all, it's impossible!"
The girl's exclamation echoed endlessly by the stream.
Those ghosts raised their dull eyes and glanced at each other.
It seemed that they hadn't figured out why they had come here either.
More and more ghosts were delivered by Jiang Ling'er.
Her transcendence spell became smoother and faster.
From initially taking about ten breaths to deliver one human soul.
To later on.
An average of two breaths was enough.
It's unknown how long had passed.
Jiang Ling'er had delivered a total of about a thousand human souls, gaining a lot of merit, and even her cultivation had broken through to the Fourth Layer of Foundation Building.
But it seemed that all of this was far from over.
Wherever Jiang Ling'er went.
Within ten steps, there would always be a human soul waiting to be delivered!
If the disciples of the Immortal Gate, who were chasing after a single human soul to deliver, were to witness this scene, they would surely be shocked and doubt their lives!
This f*cking, comparing people...
It really can drive people crazy!
...
Just then.
The communication token on Jiang Ling'er's waist rang.
After connecting.
The figure of Jiang Yourong slowly appeared.
"Hey, Aunt!"
Jiang Ling'er sweetly said.
Jiang Yourong angrily said, "You heartless girl, having fun outside while leaving me here to work myself to death..."
Hearing this, Jiang Ling'er sheepishly stuck out her tongue and said, "Sorry, Auntie, I'll be right back!"
She hung up the communication.
Jiang Ling'er rose on her sword and flew through the air.
The sword light tore through the clouds.
In an instant, she disappeared without a trace.
As she watched the scenery rapidly retreat beneath her feet, Jiang Ling'er felt great joy.
Another fruitful journey!
Suddenly...
When flying above a gorge...
The sword light beneath Jiang Ling'er's feet dimmed, fluctuating between fast and slow, and then began to violently tremble.
"Oh no... the flying sword is out of control!"
Jiang Ling'er's face turned pale as she desperately tried to change the spell, but to no avail.
Swoosh!
She, along with her sword, plummeted straight down towards the gorge.
In mid-air, a thought floated through Jiang Ling'er's mind.
This part...
Why does it feel like I've seen it before?
...
Meanwhile...
South State.
Shu Mountain Immortal Gate, Dao Seeking Peak summit.
Two figures sat facing each other.
They sipped tea and played chess.
One of them, an old man with white hair and an air of immortality, calmly made his moves and slowly said, "You seem anxious?"
The person opposite him said, "I'm not anxious!"
The old man said, "I'm telling you, you're anxious!"
The person opposite him said, "Alright, I'm anxious!"
The old man said, "Don't be in such a hurry!"
Zhuo Canglang said with a resentful look, "Godfather, I didn't come here this time to compete with you!"
Dao Xuan, a Perfected Being, rolled his eyes and said, "How many times do I have to tell you? Don't call me godfather!"
Zhuo Canglang nodded and said, "Alright, godfather!"
Clearly, Dao Xuan, as the head of Shu Mountain Immortal Gate, had already experienced the shamelessness of this disciple of his.
He shook his head helplessly and said, "I can't help you with this matter!"
Zhuo Canglang persisted, "Godfather, I'm not asking for much! Really not much!"
Dao Xuan said, "What you have now is what you deserve, it's your fate! Even if there's a surplus of even a penny, it's more harm than good in your hands!"
Upon hearing this, the black crow on Zhuo Canglang's shoulder spoke up, "It's one thing for those bastards outside to say that, but how can you, godfather, say such things? If it weren't for my Three Purities Immortal Gate holding off the majority of the Demon Race's main forces in that battle... How many people would be left in your Immortal Gate and Grotto-Heaven? You forget your roots after you've been fed, you can't do something as shameless as not having an asshole, godfather!"
Dao Xuan's expression froze, and black lines appeared on his forehead.
Zhuo Canglang raised his hand and slapped the black crow's face, saying, "Outrageous, how dare you speak to godfather like that?"
Turning his head, he said seriously, "But godfather, it does make some sense, don't you think?"
Dao Xuan looked at him with displeasure but didn't say anything.
Seeing this, the white crow shook its head and said, "As the head of Shu Mountain Immortal Gate, godfather naturally has to consider Shu Mountain. You coming to him with such unreasonable demands, aren't you intentionally making things difficult for godfather?"
Pausing for a moment, it suddenly said in a low voice, "I think it's better to forget it. Let's go find Senior Sister Luo Xuan and catch up, then go back!"
Upon hearing the four words "Senior Sister Luo Xuan," Dao Xuan's eyebrows immediately perked up, and he said, "You dare?"
Zhuo Canglang reached out and slapped the white crow, saying, "Nonsense! What catching up, what finishing things? What if godfather misunderstands and thinks we're threatening him? Although I'm sure Senior Sister Luo Xuan won't refuse if I ask her, the situation hasn't reached that point, right? Godfather hasn't really refused, has he? Right, godfather?"
Dao Xuan took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
As a hidden cultivator for many years, a high-ranking figure in the Immortal Gate, there were few people in all of South State who could anger him to this extent.
Coincidentally, Zhuo Canglang was one of them.
What made Dao Xuan even more helpless was that his most cherished disciple, the former Saintess of Shu Mountain, the renowned Luo Xuan Fairy in South State, ignored the pursuit of so many outstanding individuals.
But she had a special fondness for this guy.
It's truly a calamity!
Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, sighed and put down the chess piece, saying, "How many do you want?"
Zhuo Canglang held up two fingers.
Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, breathed a sigh of relief. "Eight, then!"
Zhuo Canglang shook his head. "Eighty!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, felt a twitch in the corner of his eye and immediately wanted to attack. He slammed the table and said, "You little brat, did you come to me for supplies?"
Eighty?
The Three Purities Immortal Gate only has a total of eighty now!
This is a direct doubling!
How many does the Shu Mountain Immortal Gate have in total?
Bastard!
Utterly shameless!
Seeing this, Zhuo Canglang directly covered his chest and fell to the ground with an "ah."
Throwing a tantrum, in pain, he clung to Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being's thigh. "Ah... the injuries from the battle back then are still there, I can't be startled. Now the injuries have relapsed - Godfather, I'm in so much pain. Without eighty spots to soothe my wounded soul, I can't get up!"
Godfather, you can't ignore me, Godfather..."
He cried and said, with snot and tears streaming down his face, wiping them directly on Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being's Dao robe.
Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, had black lines all over his head, brushed him off with his sleeve, and he hugged him again.
Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, helplessly said, "Eighty is too many, it's impossible!"
Zhuo Canglang cried bitterly, his face full of nostalgia. "If Junior Sister were here, she would definitely not let me suffer like this. Junior Sister... where are you?"
Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, felt a slight tremor in the corner of his eye and immediately set up a soundproof barrier, scolding, "Stop shouting, five, that's the limit!"
The black crow cawed, "A few years ago, Junior Sister sent a message saying she wanted a child! I'm on my last legs now, I just want to fulfill her wish!"
Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, slammed the table and stood up. "Enough! Ten, that's the bottom line I can accept. If you push your luck any further, don't blame me..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Zhuo Canglang immediately got up, his face no longer filled with sorrow but full of joy as he bowed, "Deal, and it has to be Godfather! Godfather is so generous..."
Looking at Zhuo Canglang's sudden change in attitude without any hesitation, Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, gained a new understanding of his shamelessness.
He took a deep breath and said unkindly, "Don't be too happy too soon. I've said before, things that don't belong to you may not necessarily be a good thing even if you get them! This spot is like a hot potato, once you have it, be prepared to bear the consequences... The Three Purities Immortal Gate can't withstand any more turmoil!"
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Canglang fell into silence.
He looked at the snow-white sea of clouds rolling on the cliff and sneered, "Godfather, rest assured, during the battle in the Eastern Sea back then, my Three Purities Immortal Gate was able to hold its ground! Today, what can't we handle?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head high, full of confidence.
His Dao robe fluttered, and he flew into the clouds, disappearing from sight.
Behind him, Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being, watched his figure leave.
There was a flicker of light in Dao Xuan, the Perfected Being's eyes, as if he had remembered something.
His figure gradually faded and disappeared from the cliff.
Leaving behind a lingering sentence in the clouds.
"Take care of yourself!"
...
Leaving the Shu Mountain Immortal Gate.
Zhuo Canglang took out a notebook and found the name of the Shu Mountain Immortal Gate, ticking it off.
Then he looked at the next name.
"Mountain and Sea Immortal Gate..."
...
In the blink of an eye.
Several days passed.
During these few days, Wang Xiu's small courtyard was bustling.
Because of the last time, within a day, several years' worth of loan business was arranged.
So Xiao Qingyu had a lot of free time during this period.
She even called two junior sisters from Dragon Head Peak to help with daily affairs.
She suddenly felt much more relaxed.
Every day, besides playing with her own White Tiger, she would come to Wang Xiu to chat, and the frequency became more and more frequent.
Then there was Mo Wuwei, who came to Wang Xiu several times under the pretext of discussing cultivation and learning the ancient divine forging technique.
Often staying overnight.
Fortunately, both of these girls had good personalities.
One was dignified and intelligent, with high emotional intelligence.
The other was introverted and taciturn, but kind-hearted.
The two of them got along quite well.
Having two beauties by his side was a good thing.
But Wang Xiu missed Senior Jiang Yourong.
Not for any other reason.
Mainly because these two senior sisters didn't have the habit of bragging!
This made Wang Xiu feel melancholy.
(End of this chapter)