Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy-Chapter 635 - 535: The Grand Finale!

"After all, he is a disciple of our Shenxiao Sect."

After a long silence, Dongfang Qing avoided Daoist Qingya's gaze and spoke softly.

"Haha, what a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect."

With a trace of unusual color in his eyes, Daoist Qingya chuckled softly and slowly came beside Dongfang Qing:

"It seems you are quite satisfied with this child, Qi Xiu."

"Are you dissatisfied with him?" Dongfang Qing glanced at Daoist Qingya and spoke softly.

"Do not exploit my words; the Shenxiao Sect has been passed down since the Middle Ancient Era, you are the most afflicted of your generation, thus you plot everywhere, which I can understand.

However, this child Qi Xiu is extraordinary.

Your Shenxiao Sect may be great, but eventually, it will not be able to contain him."

Calmly watching the lotus leaves swaying with the wind in the boundless pond ahead, Daoist Qingya's words caused Dongfang Qing's gaze to change slightly.

"You are a person of great talent, you know better than I do that what Qi Xiu will accomplish in the future is far more important than becoming the successor of your Shenxiao Sect.

So you can stop thinking about it.

If need be, I can find you a suitable talent to be the successor of your Shenxiao Sect."

Speaking definitively, Daoist Qingya meaningfully glanced at Dongfang Qing:

"This time he returns from the Blood Lotus Great World, and his destiny with your Shenxiao Sect is almost over.

However, the tie between him and you is still deep.

Even if he is no longer a disciple of your Shenxiao Sect, you can still boost Shenxiao Sect's fortune through your intertwined destinies."

"So soon?"

On hearing this, Dongfang Qing frowned, turning to stare at the Daoist he had met when he first became a member of the Shenxiao Sect.

A thousand years have passed, and he advanced from the Dao-Entering Realm, reaching the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Yet in his eyes, this True Venerable Daoist has grown even more enigmatic, difficult to fathom.

"A Great Calamity is about to begin, destiny is unstable, many things have deviated from their original paths, and many past calculations are no longer accurate.

Adapt to the times, this is a piece of advice.

Otherwise, once the Great Calamity collapses, it'll be too late."

Dongfang Qing fell silent, his gaze heavy with contemplation.

Frankly speaking, this conversation with Daoist Qingya weighed heavily on his heart.

Whether it was Qi Xiu's nearing fate with the Shenxiao Sect or the onset of the Great Calamity, many past arrangements might have been in vain.

Neither of these is a welcomed piece of news.

Noticing the depth of Dongfang Qing's expression, Daoist Qingya refrained from saying everything but continued to explain:

"As for the [Flying Immortal Pot], you can rest assured.

The curse is purely imaginary, merely a coincidence.

After Qi Xiu took the [Flying Immortal Pot], the Dao Alliance might notice something, you'll need to help conceal it.

This item is extraordinary.

It's fine for the Dao Alliance to know, but individuals within the Dao Alliance may not be able to keep the news under wraps.

If the information leaks, it will inevitably cause a great deal of trouble."

"Rest assured, True Venerable, I will handle this matter properly."

After a brief distraction, Dongfang Qing returned to his usual state; the immense burdens on his shoulders did not allow him to be so easily influenced.

"Considering your care for Qi Xiu over the years, I will gift you a small token."

Before departing, Daoist Qingya halted his steps, turning to hand over a coin-sized, antiquely styled gold disk engraved with eight columns of cloud seal talismans.

"This is a little trinket I crafted in my leisure time.

Your brother can carry it when passing the Primordial Spirit Tribulation; it should increase his success rate by half a percent."

Surprisingly taking the talisman gold disk, Dongfang Qing hastily gave thanks:

"This valuable treasure, many thanks to you, True Venerable."

"You're welcome, I hereby wish your brother success in overcoming the tribulation soon." After smiling and reciprocating the greeting, Daoist Qingya turned and stepped into the Copper Ring Portal, leaving.

Dongfang Qing remained, gazing at the talisman gold disk in his hand, his expression complex.

...

Blood Lotus Great World.

Beneath the Demon Lotus, the palace once reduced to ruins by Qi Xiu's strike was rebuilt, countless Divine Breeders hunched over, reconstructing the towering edifice overlooking the entire world.

Deep within the grand hall.

Among five crimson Taishi Chairs, only four figures occupied them, with the second chair from the left remaining empty.

"Wu Pingchuan is dead."

Seated majestically at the center Taishi Chair, Zhao Siji's eyes remained closed as he slowly revealed this news that altered the gazes of the other three.

"That Primordial Infinite True Monarch is truly formidable, even withstanding Old Wu's Nether King's Soul Hooking?" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Clutching sparse, graying hair, Wine and Meat Zen Master grinned widely, revealing rotten teeth black and yellow, his expression stunned.

And the words of Wine and Meat Zen Master also gained approval from Jade Consort and Knife-Sharpening Guest nearby.

They had worked alongside Wu Pingchuan for nearly a thousand years.

They were very familiar with the greatest trump card he wielded.

Although Wu Pingchuan had never demonstrated this method before them.

But as Dao Experts, some things can be discerned even without witnessing them firsthand.

Indeed, any of them would not dare claim the ability to withstand Wu Pingchuan's Nether King's Soul Hooking.

Yet now, Wu Pingchuan, who possessed such a deadly technique, has fallen at the hands of that Primordial Infinite True Monarch.

"Isn't it possible… that Primordial True Monarch acted so swiftly that Old Wu had no chance to employ the Nether King's Soul Hooking?"

After hesitating briefly, Wine and Meat Zen Master ventured another explanation to cover the shock of the Nether King's Soul Hooking being undone.

"Are you suggesting that Old Wu had no chance to even execute a move against that Primordial True Monarch?"

Petting the cat in her arms, Jade Consort indifferently poured cold water on Wine and Meat Zen Master's hypothesis.