Water Yuanzi seemed to have truly come to terms with things. After that, he no longer spoke with Ning Wangshu about ascending to the Immortal Realm. Instead, they reminisced about old times, chatting about all that had happened in the past.
Thousands of years had passed, and times had changed. Yet when they spoke of the past, it all seemed like yesterday, stirring a wave of emotion and nostalgia in Ning Wangshu.
Back when he had yet to undergo tribulation and enter the Mahayana realm in the Cangyuan Realm, Water Yuanzi had often looked after and protected him. As he had said earlier, Water Yuanzi had once safeguarded his path of cultivation and offered him much guidance in his practice.
Their relationship was something between teacher and friend.
When Ning Wangshu first met Water Yuanzi, he had only been at the Dividing Soul Stage, while Water Yuanzi had already reached the Mahayana realm. That was why Water Yuanzi called him "brat," while Ning Wangshu called Water Yuanzi "old geezer."
To Water Yuanzi back then, Ning Wangshu had indeed been just a junior.
They chatted for a long while before Ning Wangshu suddenly asked, "By the way, old geezer, what do you plan to do about the Tianyan Dao Sect, Wenjian Cliff, and Nine Heavens Mystic Sect taking advantage of your predicament and joining forces against you?"
"Would you like me to accompany you on a trip to those Three Great Holy Lands?"
Although the Old Saint Master of the Tianyan Dao Sect, Sword Venerable Xuanri of Wenjian Cliff, and Eternal Night Tianzun of the Nine Heavens Mystic Sect—all of whom had come to surround and kill Water Yuanzi—had already been slain by him,
the matter was far from over.
Water Yuanzi was, after all, one of the mightiest beings in