Wish Woman II

Upon reading this, the last sentence is clearly directed at Zhang Rongfang.

After reading all the contents, he gently closed his eyes, recalled everything, and made sure he remembered it all before crumpling the paper, getting up, and throwing it into the corner brazier.

"No wonder. Master Yue clearly stated that we must first ensure that we can Worship God the gods and become Spirit General before we can make up for it in other martial arts. Now it seems that if we can really Worship God Spirit General, then there is indeed no need to cultivate Hard Skill."

Connecting the dots in his mind, Zhang Rongfang immediately realized that what Yue Dewen had said was indeed true.

The restaurant was empty at this time; neither of the two Heavenly Maiden were there.

He didn't need to stay any longer. He opened the Attribute Panel and took a look.

Life has reached its upper and lower limits of 294.

With a few days left, he picked up his teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and turned to walk towards the exit.

These next few days, he plans to do nothing but stay at home practicing martial arts and recuperating, waiting for the moment when his talent is unlocked.

***A few days later.

Heavenly Sincerity Palace.

Beneath the tall and benevolent Statue of the Celestial Venerable.

Yue Dewen sat cross-legged alone, head bowed, reciting scriptures with a devout and focused expression.

He was bare-chested, with a palm print in the center of his chest, the palm lines clearly visible and reaching a finger joint deep.

It was an injury sustained during his previous match against Kexiwo.

"Grand Master." At the entrance of the main hall, a white-haired Daoist priest slowly entered and bowed.

"The Jade Void Palace Master has already led his people on their journey back to Qingchuan."

The sound slowly echoed in the hall, then weakened and disappeared.

Yue Dewen's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes remained tightly closed, as if he had not heard those words at all.

After waiting for a while, the old Daoist slowly retreated and left.

The main hall returned to calm.

Time passed slowly, and the sky outside gradually darkened.

As dusk fell, the sound of evening drums could be heard from afar outside the main hall.

Yue Dewen slightly opened his eyes, which were silver with faint black threads swimming within them like fish.

Two offspring of the Earth Mother Divine Child, along with a sneak attack, forcibly invaded his body in the isolated environment of the Earth Mother Hall.

Even if he managed to escape the Earth Mother Hall later, it would be too late.

Without the Moon God's assistance, his body was damaged and his strength greatly diminished. Even now, the Earth Mother Divine Mark remains within his spirit and will; even with the Celestial Venerable's power, it will take a very long time to expel it.

Right now, what he lacks most is time. "Sect Master, how is your recovery? After that battle, the situation within the sect was rather unfavorable. Many experts quietly withdrew under the pretext of searching for Treasure Medicine for you. Half of them have already left."

A voluptuous figure reappeared in the main hall.

The person wore Pure Gold Mask, Silver Thread Woven Crown, and a pure white long dress, appearing pure and immaculate. This was none other than the Moon Empress Spirit General of the Sensing Gate.

"It's alright, let them be." Yue Dewen's voice was hoarse. Without turning his head, he continued to kneel before the Statue of the Celestial Venerable with his eyes closed.

"With people's hearts in turmoil, we can all see that you, Sect Master, were unable to fully unleash your strength due to other constraints, which led to your defeat."

It's regrettable that the sect no longer possesses the same cohesion as it once did; most members turn and leave at the first sign of trouble.

Moon Empress, he slowly approached, his voice revealing a hint of righteous indignation.

"If the Sect Master requires anything, how about I temporarily take charge of the situation?"

"It's nothing. I'll recover soon," Yue Dewen replied.

"But I'm afraid that if this drags on, King Mu Li's strength will grow too much and we won't be able to stop him," Moon Empress said softly, only about ten meters away from Yue Dewen.

"You should stop," Yue Dewen said.

"Why? The Sect Master is facing this alone; a lone tree cannot support a single tree. I am willing to lend a hand," Moon Empress said softly. "Is the Daoist Sect leader worried about me? But even the Jade Void Palace Master has left you. Among our comrades, the True One Western Sect is untrustworthy; only our Sensing Gate."

"I said stop!!" Yue Dewen suddenly shouted.

The sound was as loud as thunder, compressing the air and causing a shockwave to explode, which slammed into the Moon Empress.

In an instant, the light distorted, the air currents surged, and the wind howled, causing many of the decorations in the hall to scatter and fall, swaying violently.

Moon Empress, they were only five meters away from Yue Dewen.

But she finally stopped.

The powerful ripples of air struck her and dispersed naturally, causing her to tremble slightly.

She stared at Yue Dewen's back.

Suddenly, she smiled slightly.

"Since the Sect Master doesn't trust me, then I'll just consider it wishful thinking on my part." With a light tap of her toes, Moon Empress gracefully flew out and disappeared outside the main hall in the blink of an eye, disappearing into the night sky.

Yue Dewen was left alone, kneeling before the Statue.

At its peak, it was a place teeming with experts and its influence was overwhelming.

But once he weakened, his supporters scattered like leaves in the wind. It was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that there was no one around him to support him.

Just like many years ago, he was alone.

Today, he is still alone.

"So what if he's just one person! I still have Heaven and Earth. As long as he's alive, the Great Dao Sect still has hope! This is just a temporary storm."

The thought of his apprentice Zhang Rongfang's terrifying talent relieved much of the pressure in Yue Dewen's heart.

No matter how difficult things are now, no matter how much resistance people around you have, they are not trustworthy.

He still has Rong Fang!

Hold on for now, and when Rong Fang Worship God, the two of them, master and disciple, will roam the world and sweep away everything! They will surely establish the Great Dao Sect's two hundred years of glory!

With this thought, he regained his composure, closed his eyes, and re-entered his consciousness space.

***late at night.

The shadows of the trees swayed, reflected on the desk in front of the window, like demonic shadows baring their fangs and claws, silent yet ferocious.

In the bedroom of a spacious courtyard in the Mu Chi Prefecture.

Zhang Rongfang lay on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing evenly and peacefully, fast asleep.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze stirred the window crack, and with a creak, it slowly blew the window open halfway.

In the distance, the clanging of the night watchman's gong echoed from the street.

"The weather is dry, so be careful with fire."

"At midnight, all was well and nothing happened."

Swish.

Zhang Rongfang was on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

'Time is up.'

He sat up, didn't turn on the light, and just quietly breathed for a while to calm himself down.

The watchman's voice outside the window gradually faded into the distance, paused for a moment, and then drifted back from even further away.

In the courtyard outside the gate, unknown insects were chirping. One chirp after another, quiet and peaceful.

Zhang Rongfang got off the bed, blinked, and looked at the Attribute Panel that appeared.

The above clearly shows the new bit of Free Attributes that has just been obtained.

'Zhang Rongfang – Life 294-294.'

Available Attributes: 6.

After waiting for so long, my attributes are finally maxed out.

A sense of anticipation slowly rose in his heart.

Reaching the door, I silently opened it, and with a light touch of my toes, I floated out and leaped over the wall.

In the blink of an eye, we left Mu Chi Prefecture and sped through the streets at night.

Ten seconds later.

Beside the city wall of Wushan Prefecture City, a figure floated out gracefully, gliding and swooping down like a giant eagle, flying over a hundred meters before landing.

Without stopping, Zhang Rongfang headed straight for Wish Woman Canyon.

At his current full speed, he returned to the canyon in just a few minutes.

White mist rises from the canyon at night, dividing the inside and outside into two worlds.

Standing in the mist, Zhang Rongfang did not go to the Human Immortal Temple's residence. The Renxian Human Immortal Temple only occupied a small part of the entire Wish Woman Canyon, and these areas were places previously explored where there was no mist.

In most areas of the canyon, there is Poison Mist at night Upper Capital.

To be honest, Zhang Rongfang had never seen a place without the Poison Mist fog when he came here before.

On the contrary, I easily discovered these places this time.

He had reason to believe that the Wish Woman was secretly cooperating with him and assisting him.

Just like the Blood God before.

Stepping into the fog, Zhang Rongfang did not stop, but continued straight ahead.

He could feel the bloodline patterns belonging to the Wish Woman within the second Blood Lotus bud on his back, pulsating slightly, as if guiding him or echoing something.

"So you've noticed too?" Zhang Rongfang said softly.

Even though Kong Wu around him in the white mist, and he was all alone, he seemed certain that someone could hear him.

The existence of Gods and Buddhas is truly wondrous.

They seem to have their own consciousness, yet they don't seem to be like humans, acting only according to fixed rules.

Sometimes they can communicate, but other times they seem devoid of emotion, consciousness, rigidity, and indifference.

As he spoke, the white mist in front of him slowly dissipated, revealing a tranquil stream.

The streamside is covered with lush green grass.

The lawn was wide and flat, as if it had been carefully mowed.

A small brown wooden house stands on top.

The cottage was empty, with the wooden door wide open, as if welcoming his arrival.

Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly, glanced at the Intuition Warning on the Attribute Panel, and seeing that there was no reminder, he stepped forward with peace of mind.

But he still didn't go inside; instead, he sat cross-legged outside the wooden house.

"This is about right. Come to think of it, the last time Blood God fought you, it seems, was also here."

No one answered; only Zhang Rongfang's voice drifted around.

He didn't mind that no one answered, he just calmly looked up at the sky, which was covered in white snow and shrouded in mist.

'Begin.' He lowered his head and instantly tapped the plus sign next to 'Life'.

Swish.

All six attribute points were added to Health. Health jumped from 294 to 300.

Everything returned to calm, and nothing changed.

Zhang Rongfang remained motionless, waiting quietly.

The stream flows gently, the mist slowly spreads and dissipates, and a breeze rustles the grass.

Suddenly, a soft sound.

A gash suddenly appeared on the skin on his back, where the second Blood Lotus was growing, as he sat cross-legged.

The opening was pitch black and deep, about the length of a palm, resembling a black eye.

In the dim light, something seemed to be bulging out of the black opening.

First there was a thin black line, then a second one.

Then there were a pair of thin, deep blue, silky wings with wave and vine patterns.

With a soft flap of its wings, a blue butterfly emerged from behind Zhang Rongfang.

It gently spread its wings, leaped forward, and soared into the air with a whoosh.

Immediately afterwards, one blue butterfly after another crawled out of the crack behind Zhang Rongfang, becoming more and more numerous and denser.

After flying out, it circled around Zhang Rongfang continuously.

Gradually, the butterflies multiplied and became denser, completely engulfing people and making them difficult to see clearly.

They covered the skin and clothing, even completely enveloping Zhang Rongfang into a human shape made of blue butterflies.

Soon, a gentle breeze swept by.

All the butterflies scattered and flew away.

The place was empty except for a tiny Wooden Puppet the size of a palm.

The little man's face suddenly resembled Zhang Rongfang's.

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