Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 788: The Transcendent Tribulation Cultivator’s Sweeping Victory
The Vast Sea Daoist Lord looked at everyone helplessly, hoping someone could help him.
The only thing that separated a half-immortal from a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator was the Incipient Dao Fruit they possessed, which offered no enhancement to one’s physical constitution. Meeting Ao Ya once again after fifty thousand years, he feared he would end up suffering the same fate as last time.
Unfortunately, when faced with this situation, even the highest-ranking half-immortal Li Haoran couldn’t provide any assistance, much less anyone else.
Although Meng Jingzhou’s blood had yang-boosting properties, his cultivation was limited. Its efficacy extended to Divine Transfiguration cultivators at best, rendering it useless in this scenario.
Everyone could only watch with wide eyes as they bid a helpless farewell to the Vast Sea Daoist Lord.
Only after Ao Ya had dragged the Vast Sea Daoist Lord into a nearby secret chamber did the atmosphere gradually return to normal.
The Old Dragon Emperor gave a dry cough, his aged face flushing. In terms of cultivation, Ao Ya was inferior to him, but given her unassailable status as an old ancestor from fifty thousand years ago, it was inappropriate for him to comment.
But dragging an old flame into a room the moment you meet again...isn’t that a bit too hasty?
However, such words could only be muttered within his mind.
The Old Dragon Emperor could understand Ao Ya’s impatience. After all, as a member of the Dragon Tribe, he also possessed the dragon’s inherently lascivious nature. It was merely that age had caught up to him, and he could no longer act on it.
“Senior Vast Sea and Old Ancestor Ao Ya are reminiscing about their glorious past. There’s still some time before the birthday banquet begins. Why don’t you all proceed to the main hall first and catch up with acquaintances?”
Everyone readily agreed.
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The Dragon Palace’s main hall was a colossal complex constructed from iridescent coral reefs. Mothers-of-pearl emitted a moonlight glow, forming shimmering walls, while seaweeds swayed gently like jadeite curtains.
All seafolk attending the birthday banquet had assumed human form for convenience. Otherwise, not only were their original forms wildly varied, but their sizes also differed drastically; some were tens of zhang long, while others were thousands of zhang long. They simply couldn’t sit together.
By now, half of the invited guests had arrived. When Meng Jingzhou entered the main hall, he saw the Second Imperial Prince engaged in a jovial conversation.
I heard the Second Imperial Prince’s search for longevity-extending items hadn’t gone smoothly.
Meng Jingzhou suddenly remembered that extending the Xia Emperor’s lifespan didn’t necessarily require longevity items. Something like the Metamorphic Immortal Grass, which forcibly raised one’s cultivation realm, could also extend lifespans. Once the relevant cultivation realm is achieved, lifespan naturally won’t be a problem.
However, he didn’t plan to tell this to the Second Imperial Prince, who was deliberately trying to befriend him. He didn’t exactly like this imperial prince.
Noticing Meng Jingzhou, the Second Imperial Prince’s eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to greet him. “Young Master Meng, you came after all.”
Ever since Lu Yang’s group was abducted by that mysterious Transcendent Tribulation cultivator, he had been gripped with constant anxiety. Fortunately, he later heard that Lu Yang and the others were at the Dragon Palace’s sea market and temporarily staying with the Kunpeng Tribe. Only then did he relax.
If something had happened to Lu Yang and the others on the ship, whether he could return to Great Xia alive was up in the air. With the Dao-Seeking Sect’s and the Meng Family’s foundations, if they were truly bent on seeking revenge, I’m afraid these ten Fusion cultivators and one Transcendent Tribulation cultivator on our three ships wouldn’t withstand it.
“I am deeply regretful about the matter of Fellow Daoist Lu Yang’s disappearance. I’d also dispatched people to inquire about his whereabouts, but unfortunately, nothing came up.” The Second Imperial Prince shook his head and sighed with genuine regret.
If I had managed to find Lu Yang, he would be indebted to me for this favor. That way, he would be on my side in the future struggle for the throne.
“It’s fine. Old Lu has nine lives; nothing will happen to him,” Meng Jingzhou said dismissively.
If anyone present was the least worried about Lu Yang’s safety, it would definitely be Meng Jingzhou.
Even if something happens to the Old Dragon Emperor, nothing will happen to Old Lu.
“Did Senior Vast Sea not come?” The Second Imperial Prince wanted to meet this legendary Resurgence Ancestor.
“The Founding Ancestor is currently discussing the Dao with his good friend from the Dragon Tribe.”
“I see.”
Meng Jingzhou and the others sat with the Kunpeng Tribe, idly nibbling on the fruits on the table.
A commotion arose in the Dragon Palace, mainly from the human cultivators’ side. The Black Feather Venerable Lord looked over and exclaimed softly, “Heh, I didn’t expect the Three Mountains Daoist Priest’s trio to arrive so early. They’re really showing the Old Dragon Emperor face.”
The Three Mountains Daoist Priest, the Sea-Listening Teacher, and the Six Directions Venerable Lord were the mainstay of the East Sea's human cultivators and wielded immense influence, especially the Three Mountains Daoist Priest. Most human cultivators had paid respects to his statues to some degree, praying for a smooth cultivation journey.
Man Gu noticed the Three Mountains Daoist Priest holding a small wooden box and suddenly remembered that their group seemed to have come empty-handed. “Shouldn’t we prepare a gift too?” He felt a bit embarrassed about coming to the East Sea for a free feast.
Meng Jingzhou waved his hand. “The Old Dragon Emperor is a senior elder. If anyone should prepare gifts, it’s cultivators at the Void Refinement or Fusion stages. We juniors just need to eat and drink.”
Only then did Man Gu feel reassured and continued burying his head in the fruits.
“Black Feather.” A seafolk of an imposing bearing walked over to greet them. His race wasn’t apparent.
The Black Feather Venerable Lord smiled. “Mystic Water, it’s been ten years since we last met. I heard that you were bedridden a while ago. How are you so lively now?”
“Don’t mention it. If I hadn’t made up an excuse, my descendants would have kept pestering me to remain as the tribe chieftain. It was too annoying, so I said I was old, frail, and bedridden, and that it was time to change the chieftain.”
“I told you long ago that being the tribe chieftain isn’t a good job. Look at me—I retired ages ago.” The Black Feather Venerable Lord preened. This is called foresight.
Seeing the two converse happily, Meng Jingzhou quietly asked Xiao Xinghai who this person was.
“That’s Mystic Water Venerable Lord of the Xuanwu Tribe, a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator. He’s known the Black Feather Old Ancestor since they were young. The two of them are very close, often acting together. Since both their bodies are black, they’re called the ‘East Sea Twin Blacks.’”
“East Sea Twin Blacks?”
“As you know, my tribe excels in speed, while the Xuanwu Tribe excels in defense. When the two old ancestors were young, they couldn’t stay idle, always going out to stir up trouble. If they encountered someone they couldn’t provoke, the Black feather Old Ancestor would grab the Mystic Water Venerable Lord and run.
“If the other party was relentless in their pursuit, the Old Ancestor would use the Mystic Water Venerable Lord’s tortoise shell to block the attacks, leveraging the pushing force of the strikes to accelerate their escape. This move was infallible; no one could do anything to them.
“Now that they’ve reached the Transcendent Tribulation Stage, they rarely act together.”
“Grown old and settled down?”
“It’s because the Old Ancestor’s speed has reached the peak. No one can catch up to him anymore, so he no longer needs the Mystic Water Venerable Lord’s protection.
Apart from the Mystic Water Venerable Lord, the Transcendent Tribulation cultivators from the remaining seven major sea tribes had also taken their seats. Some were exceptionally handsome, while others were average in appearance, but they all shared a common trait—their gaze were restrained and profound, making them look extraordinary.
On the contrary, the Black Feather Venerable Lord and the Mystic Water Venerable Lord’s gazes darted around, making them look undignified.
Those seven seafolk Transcendent Tribulation cultivators all sat far away from the Black Feather Venerable Lord and the Mystic Water Venerable Lord, afraid the duo might air their dirty laundry.
As time passed and the birthday banquet’s commencement drew nearer, all invited guests arrived.
Ao Ya and the Vast Sea Daoist Lord emerged from the secret chamber and rushed over to the banquet.
Ao Ya’s cheeks were rosy and glowed with health, having fully recovered her former strength.
The Vast Sea Daoist Lord's complexion was deathly pale, and his calves were trembling.
“Old Ancestor, are you alright?” Meng Jingzhou asked with concern.
The Vast Sea Daoist Lord gritted his teeth, forcing himself to hold on. “It’s nothing serious. I just need a moment to recover.
“I really envy your Single’s Spirit Root. You don’t have to suffer like I did.”
Meng Jingzhou, “...”
