Island of Ten Thousand Saints and Killing Intent

"Um?"

Hearing Jiang Ping's question, Ling Chen had even more to think about.

He felt that if the other party came from a powerful organization and had a strong background, it shouldn't be difficult for them to find out these Secrets if they really wanted to.

But judging from your knowledge and experience, it seems you are not as knowledgeable as him.

"Didn't your master or elders mention these things, fellow Daoist?"

Ling Chen couldn't help but ask.

Jiang Ping felt a slight unease. He knew that he had lost his composure because of his children, and that a single sentence had revealed his humble origins.

Of course, he didn't care, and he never considered himself to be someone of great power.

"I have no senior or expert backing me."

Jiang Ping revealed the truth: he wasn't a powerful figure, and his family elders were less influential than he was.

"I see."

Ling Chen nodded, then seemed even happier, because he was willing to befriend the fellow Daoist not because of the other's background, but because he was impressed by his strength.

However, his expression quickly changed, and he couldn't help but say:

"Brother Dao, has the Origin Great Saint Descendant's offspring in your family been stolen?"

Even without a profound background, having descendants like this is truly terrifying.

Brother Dao is only a little over a hundred years old, and the fact that his offspring is in this state means that one of his offspring has attained sainthood through Heavenly Art, and he must be very young. Even if he doesn't have the talent of Near Dao- Daoist, he can at least be classified as a legend.

However, since he can practice Heavenly Art, his master must be extraordinary. Shouldn't we just ask him?

"By chance, I obtained half a scroll of incomplete martial arts techniques."

Jiang Ping frankly stated.

Then, he briefly explained the situation of his children.

Since we're looking for a solution, I don't mind revealing more details.

"I see."

Ling Chen felt relieved, yet also somewhat envious. His fellow Daoist was blessed with great fortune, not only possessing the Heavenly Art also having offspring who practiced it.

Then, he looked troubled and sighed:

"Brother Dao, you've praised me too much; I've never heard of anything like it."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Ping felt regretful; he had thought the other party knew.

"I only learned about the Secrets of this bloodline's descendants from Hao Jun at a gathering."

Ling Chen smiled wryly. He originally knew no more than Jiang Ping, and had only heard some secrets from the Golden Haze Peerless.

"But brother, there's no need to worry too much. I'll ask my cousin about it tomorrow."

Ling Chen added another sentence.

He had never heard of such a situation before, but Hao Jun must know something about it. That Near Dao- Dao talent often deals with Close to the Dao Seed cultivators from various places, so he should know more.

His cousin was also quite talented, considered a legend. He practiced the Hao Family's Half-Step Heavenly Technique and had already traveled to the Third Heaven of the Heavenly Realm before he was a hundred years old. He barely caught Hao Jun's Dharma Eye and had communicated with him many times, so he may have heard about him.

Besides, even if his cousin didn't know, given his relationship with Hao Jun, the matter would still be resolved when Hao Jun returned.

"Then thank you very much, Little Brother Ling."

Jiang Ping was very grateful and offered a toast to express his thanks.

Ling Chen was flattered and quickly said:

"You're too kind. It was nothing. If it weren't for you, Brother Dao, I would have been ambushed and killed by the Qi Bing that day. You were also very generous in giving up your Half-divine medicine, which gave me more Divine Medicine resources."

"Come and have a drink; this matter will be resolved tomorrow."

The following afternoon, Jiang Ping obtained the information he wanted, and it went smoothly.

"There are two ways. First, go to Island of Ten Thousand Saints to seek the medicine; there you can find a powerful elixir to Compensate for the Origin."

Ling Chen spoke slowly, but his eyes were somewhat solemn.

Island of Ten Thousand Saints!

This is no small place; in terms of fame, this island is probably even more famous than the Zhenyung Island, the ruler of the Tianluo Region.

This island is more than ten times larger than the entire Golden Cloud Island, yet it is inhabited by only one Lineage.

"The supreme Aristocratic Family that gave birth to Near-Dao Being."

Jiang Ping's expression hardened slightly. He had also heard of this island and the Lineage that ruled it.

This race has an astonishing origin, having given birth to Near-Dao Being, with all saints paying homage. They have remained immortal for tens of thousands of years, their glory exceeding everything else. In this life, they still have an unparalleled Unrivaled who has achieved Form and Spirit Unite to preside over them.

"It will be very difficult to obtain medicine from this island. Even if Hao Jun goes there personally, he might not be willing to accept it, unless it's someone like Zhong Shenxiu."

Ling Chen sighed. He had initially been happy to have resolved his fellow Daoist's troubles, but upon learning the truth, he could no longer feel happy.

Such a prominent Aristocratic Family is not one that just anyone can come to the island to seek medicine, especially since what they seek is not an ordinary thing, but a rare and miraculous medicine to solve the problem of the Great Saint Descendant.

Given your strength and status, brother, let alone asking for medicine, you probably can't even get onto the island.

What about the second one?

Jiang Ping was also aware of the difficulty in obtaining the medicine, and inquired about it.

However, Ling Chen sighed again and said:

"The second method relies too much on luck and depends on self-healing."

"Self-healing?"

Jiang Ping raised an eyebrow.

"That's right."

Ling Chen nodded. He had learned from his cousin that there had been such a case: a Great Saint Descendant had no medicine to cure him and had resigned himself to his fate, but his Origin was restored and he recovered on its own.

Moreover, once the self-healing is successful, the gains are great, the talent becomes stronger, and it may even surpass that of the His Father.

Of course, this method is more difficult than the first one, because looking at the past and present of North Nether, there are more than two hundred cases similar to the Daoist brother's offspring, of which more than one hundred are incurable, and only two or three survive.

It's safe to say that only one or two out of a hundred survive, and the hope is slim.

"It seems we have no choice but to seek medicine."

Jiang Ping sighed.

Ling Chen was surprised and asked, "Brother, are you going to ask for medicine?"

"I don't want to leave the fate of my descendants to fate; I have more faith in the medicine from Island of Ten Thousand Saints."

Jiang Ping.

"Brother, please think twice before you act. That's Island of Ten Thousand Saints, a forbidden zone stretching for thousands of miles outside, making it very difficult for outsiders to set foot there."

Ling Chen couldn't help but offer a word of advice.

There's no other way.

Jiang Ping said.

Moreover, he doesn't plan to go now; he'll consider it at least after he's survived the Four-Nine Tribulation.

Strength is the only guarantee of everything.

"Too."

Ling Chen nodded and said no more, after all, it concerned the lives of his offspring.

"In that case, Jiang 'll take my leave now. I'll drink with Little Brother Ling another day."

"Ah, Brother Dao is leaving already?"

Ling Chen was quite reluctant to part ways; he wanted to spend a few more days with his fellow Daoist to fulfill his duty as host.

"There's no time to lose; I need to find out how to get to the island and get the medicine."

Jiang Ping was never one to drag things out; now that there was some progress on his children's issues, he naturally wanted to resolve them as soon as possible.

Moreover, he wanted to return to Xuanxin Island first to make two preparations: on the one hand, to find a way to obtain medicine, and on the other hand, to see if his children could replenish their Origin on their own.

"Alright, I'll see you off, fellow Daoist."

Ling Chen nodded, knowing that Jiang Ping was concerned about the safety of his offspring.

Then.

The two left the island together, Ling Chen, true to his word, accompanied them for a long distance. They chatted and had a pleasant conversation along the way.

I hope to see you again someday, my fellow Daoist!

Ling Chen waved, treating Jiang Ping as a friend.

"It won't be far."

Jiang Ping responded, then transformed into golden light and disappeared into the distance.

At this moment, Ling Chen was somewhat lost in thought. He then realized that his fellow Daoist was actually traveling the world in a Primordial Spirit body.

"I didn't even notice!"

Ling Chen was astonished. He was a genius with Peerless skills in the Prodigy Spirit Wanderer Technique, and even after spending many days together, he still couldn't see through his fellow Daoist's true nature.

Thump!

Not long after Jiang Ping and Ling Chen parted ways, Dao Gold, carrying the force of Thunder, arrived, heading straight for the top of his head.

It was sudden and the killing intent arrived abruptly, incredibly fast, and the Primordial Spirit was terrifyingly strong. If Ling Chen were to face this situation, he would definitely not be able to dodge in time and would be seriously injured.

But who is he?

Jiang Saint of Xuanxin Island!

Jiang Ping slightly turned his body, easily dodging the fatal Killing move.

"Um?"

An unexpected sound came from behind. Jiang Ping looked up and saw a young man bathed in golden light slowly walking towards him.

"Qi Xin."

Jiang Ping murmured.

He had seen this person's portrait in Ling Chen's Scripture Pavilion. He was a legendary Legendary Spirit Wander, second only to the peerless one on Golden Cloud Island, and no less powerful than Ling Chen's cousin.

He once had the astonishing feat of defeating Fourth Heaven expert with only Third Heaven cultivation.

"Hand over the Heavenly Art, and I might let you leave with some dignity."

They spoke with Qi Xin, their purpose made no attempt to conceal.

"Who told you this, Ling Chen or Zhen Long?"

A murderous glint flashed in Jiang Ping's eyes.