I am really not a medical immortal.-Chapter 1445 - 1444: The Hundred Clans of the Spirit Realm
"Hmm? Wasn’t I picked up by you?" Zhang Xiaohao asked, puzzled.
"Nonsense! Do you think my luck is so good that I can just randomly pick up someone with the War God’s body?" Old Ghost retorted, not too kindly.
"Master, who am I? And where are they?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"You are Zhang Xiaohao. As for your parents, I don’t know! Back then, when my cultivation just broke through to the Xuanming Realm, the gate to the Upper Realm suddenly opened, and a man in a golden robe descended from the sky, handing you over to me. At the same time, he entrusted me with the Shennong Battle Sky Technique and the Three Pure Daoist Skill to pass on to you! As for your Shennong Ring, it was also given by that man in the golden robe! After that, he bestowed an opportunity upon me, and my cultivation soared from the early stage to the peak of the Xuanming Realm! Then he left, leaving behind a sentence, saying that when you use the Shennong Secret Technique to leave this world, that is merely the beginning of your journey, and only when you truly grow will you meet him again! Until then, you must hide all information about the Shennong Battle Sky Technique! Even after merging with the War God’s body, you mustn’t use it!" Master Old Ghost said solemnly.
"So, my enemies must be incredibly powerful? So powerful that even they couldn’t handle them?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Yes!" Master Old Ghost nodded heavily.
"Hmph! I want to see who exactly can stop me!" Zhang Xiaohao said, brimming with battle intent.
"Alright then, it seems like you’re about to leave soon. Before you go, let’s have a good drink together." Master Old Ghost smiled.
"Master, aren’t you coming with me?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"No! The Spirit Realm is not as simple as you think! You’ll understand once you get there. There are countless powerful beings, and our strength is nothing in comparison!" Master Old Ghost sighed and said.
"Master, have you been to the Spirit Realm?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Forget it, let’s not talk about that! You’re about to leave this world. Once you reach the Spirit Realm, you’ll understand yourself! Come, we won’t leave until we’re drunk!" Master Old Ghost said.
"Alright!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed heartily and nodded.
With a flip of his hand, various delicious liquors flew out from the storage pouch at Master Old Ghost’s waist.
"Master, you know? I’ve been wanting to beat you up for a long time, and today I finally got the chance to vent!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmph! You little brat, you’re all grown up, almost like a father, yet you still act so mischievously!" Master Old Ghost said, somewhat irritably.
"Master, was it you who secretly helped me in the Little Dwarf Kingdom last time?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Nonsense! If it weren’t for me, do you think you could have escaped?" Master Old Ghost rolled his eyes.
"I knew it was you!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
Before long, hundreds of jars of fine liquor were guzzled down by Zhang Xiaohao and Master Old Ghost.
Having set down the wine jar, Zhang Xiaohao stood up, looking at the front with reluctance.
"Master, I must go. I feel that this world’s rejection force is growing stronger against me! If I don’t leave, it will be disastrous for you all!" Zhang Xiaohao said gravely.
"Once you’re in the Spirit Realm, with me not around, you must restrain yourself a bit, don’t act so arrogantly! The Spirit Realm has countless tribes, vast and boundless, with some true spirits and even old monsters who have lived for millions of years, so you have to be careful!" Master Old Ghost instructed seriously.
"Alright! No matter who it is, if they dare to stop us from meeting, I’ll ensure they have no place to be buried!" Zhang Xiaohao said with killing intent.
Having said that, he tapped his foot and shot towards the sky.
"Master, take care!!!"
As the words fell, a colossal giant appeared in the sky, blasting towards the sky with six terrifying fists.
Booming sounds echoed!!!
A massive space wormhole was blasted open, and having done all this, Zhang Xiaohao’s silhouette flashed and dashed into the giant space wormhole.
"Ah! Xiaohao, your road ahead is still very long! The enemies you will face in the future are far too strong, I can no longer help you, the rest of the road you will have to walk alone!" Master Old Ghost sighed and said.
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Spirit Realm.
This is the area of the Spirit Clan, in the entire Spirit Realm, the Spirit Clan is powerful, with many strong individuals, ranking easily within the top hundred, a true vast tribe, comparable to a hundred Earths combined, and even bigger.
Such a formidable tribe naturally consists of countless smaller tribes and other minor species that depend on them.
The Mu Ye Clan is just a very small tribe, with only a million people in the whole tribe, surviving by relying on the Spirit Clan.
Mu Xue’er is an ordinary village girl from Little Wood Village, her parents were originally Qi Cultivation early-stage cultivators, but after going on an expedition, they still haven’t returned.
Every day, what Mu Xue’er does is stand in the river at the village entrance, gazing into the distance, hoping for her parents’ return.
As the sun sets and darkness approaches, disappointment flashed across Mu Xue’er’s face. She sighed and was about to leave the village entrance and head back to the village.
At this moment, a black object came rushing from the river.
Mu Xue’er paused, instinctively gazing towards the river’s direction.
"What is that? It looks like a person!" Mu Xue’er said suspiciously.
After some thought, Mu Xue’er decided to take a look. If it was really a person, leaving him floating in the river like that might lead to his drowning, which would be terrible.
With that in mind, Mu Xue’er headed towards the river.
After a while, Mu Xue’er stood by the river, looking at the silhouette in the water. It was a young and handsome man, seemingly not from the Spirit Clan, nor from the Mu Ye Clan.
"Should I save him or not?" Mu Xue’er hesitated.
After contemplating for a while, Mu Xue’er decided to save him. Regardless of who he was, he was a living being.
Thinking of this, Mu Xue’er found a bamboo stick and began fishing Zhang Xiaohao out of the river. After much effort, she finally pulled him out of the water.
"Phew! Finally got him out, almost wore me out!" Mu Xue’er adorably stuck out her tongue.
"Hey! Wake up!" Mu Xue’er patted Zhang Xiaohao’s face.
But Zhang Xiaohao was already in a coma at this time, having exhausted all his cards during the spatial jump. Even the Black Dragon had expended all its power, and at the last moment, the backlash of using the Shennong Secret Technique erupted, causing Zhang Xiaohao’s cultivation to dissipate. Fortunately, his powerful physical body sustained him, and he barely managed to escape the spatial node, otherwise, he would have been trapped there for good.
