"You were defeated by Martial Artist who hadn't even passed the Four-Nine Tribulation?!"
The Qi Family's Old Ancestor was shocked and looked astonished.
Golden Haze Peerless Personage, so legendary, was defeated by someone of lower status and left covered in wounds.
Big news! Absolutely big news!
Do you know who it is?
The Qi Family's Old Ancestor spoke, saying that anyone who could do this must be exceptionally talented, a top-tier cultivator among those Close to the Dao Seed, and probably the top seed in Certain Domain.
"I don't know, I only know his name is Jiang Pingping."
Hao Jun shook his head, and then he mentioned that Qi Xin was killed, and that his fight with that person was also because of this.
"Ah?"
The Qi Family's Old Ancestor was even more bewildered; it was his clan's descendant who had offended that Peerless Personage!
He had come expecting a sudden message from his descendants, but this was the outcome.
His family's Legendary Spirit Wander offended a Close to the Dao Seed even more remarkable than Hao Jun!
Instantly, he felt a chill run down his spine. Faced with a monster of this caliber, let alone harboring resentment, he now wanted to bring generous gifts and go to apologize in order to resolve the feud.
"Senior, rest assured. There's no need to worry about the other party targeting the Qi Clan. He has already searched Qi Xin's soul; if it has nothing to do with the Qi Clan, he shouldn't implicate you."
Hao Jun offered words of comfort.
Despite being attacked and suffering an unbearable defeat today, and even having his future nearly cut off, he still has to comfort his senior.
But I'm scared!
The Qi Family's Old Ancestor murmured.
Call out!
Jiang Ping traveled millions of miles in a short period of time, and his trip to Golden Cloud Island was relatively successful, as he learned a solution to his children's problems.
As for the little incident between Qi Xin and Hao Jun, he didn't care at all. If the Qi Family's Old Ancestor was sensible, he would know what to do.
His current thought is how to get the medicine from Island of Ten Thousand Saints.
"This island is located in a distant sea, far beyond the Tianluo Xingluo. After I return home this time, I will truly be able to travel far away."
Jiang Ping muttered to himself, pondering the matter of seeking medicine.
Soon.
He arrived at Haiyue Island and met with his three seniors.
"I'm preparing to return to Xuanxin Island. Would you like to come with me, Senior?"
Jiang Ping spoke.
However, Jiang Siqi and the other two quickly waved their hands and shook their heads repeatedly.
In the past few days, they have adapted to life off the island and are living a relatively comfortable and pleasant life.
"Why go back? I haven't even entered my reverie yet!"
Martial Saint Murong looked reluctant; what was the point of returning to that wretched island?
His strength increased dramatically here, a wonderful feeling he had never experienced in the hundreds of years since he Becoming a Saint.
"Alright."
Jiang Ping didn't press the matter, knowing that the three seniors were more eager to improve their cultivation levels. He took out twenty Spirit Pill pills and divided them among the three:
"These are enough for the seniors to cultivate to the point of divine travel."
"Spirit Pill!"
Shangguan Chun was surprised. He had been in this place for many days and knew a little about the resources above the Martial Saint level, so he was well aware of the value of this Spirit Pill.
In a short time, this junior sent them resources again, this time Spirit Pill, which, when converted into Dao Rhyme Pill, could be exchanged for hundreds of pills.
You are wounded.
Only then did Jiang Siqi notice that Jiang Ping's face was somewhat pale.
"What happened? Did you get into another fight? Are you alright?" The other two seniors asked hurriedly, somewhat worried.
Jiang Ping shook his head, explaining that he had suffered a minor injury due to a backlash while practicing swordsmanship, and that he would recover in a few days.
How serious is it?
Jiang Siqi's expression was solemn. He knew very well that this junior was practicing the Great Dao of Life, and even this kind of Heavenly Art with extremely profound recovery ability could not recover quickly. It was clear that the other party's injury was not the minor injury he claimed.
"It's nothing serious, you'll be fine after ten days to two weeks of rest."
Jiang Ping waved his hand, but Shangguan Chun retorted:
"You just said you'd only need two or three days to recover, but now you're saying ten days or half a month. Tell us the truth, how serious are your injuries?"
"Six months is enough!"
"... three people."
"Is that really true?" Jiang Siqi asked again.
"This junior is telling the truth."
Jiang Ping assured him it was true, but inwardly he sighed.
He hadn't expected the Years Sword to be so terrifying. Even with only a slight backlash, the true essence of the Changshi Fist was difficult to recover quickly, requiring a period of rest.
"That's still a bit too much."
Jiang Ping thought to himself.
Ultimately, he did use his best skills to teach Hao Jun a lesson, but he failed to kill him quickly and instead suffered a backlash.
The Present Sword is too powerful, far more extraordinary than he had imagined.
Of course, the main reason is that his own cultivation level is too low, only at the Second Heaven. Even if he were to advance to the next level, it would be easier for him. He wouldn't need to use the Years Sword; the Heavenly Saber could quickly kill Hao Jun.
"Perfect timing. I'll go home and cultivate for a while, and then set off more safely once I'm stronger."
Jiang Ping's thoughts drifted.
This request for medicine involves the Supreme Lineage, so he can't be too arrogant. He needs to be strong enough to have the confidence to contact those people.
Afterwards, Jiang Ping bid farewell to his three seniors and returned to the island.
Before long, he returned safely and stood in the airspace above the South Sea.
Call out!
Jiang Ping traversed Mountains and Rivers, and quickly returned to the temple.
"So fast?"
Holding her two children, Chen Qingyan was somewhat surprised by her husband's return.
After a moment, her expression changed slightly, and she said, "You're injured."
"From practicing martial arts."
Jiang Ping didn't hide it, but his wife didn't quite believe him, and said in a low voice:
"Don't lie. When have you ever had a problem practicing your skills? Tell the truth."
"In order to defeat the enemy, they were somewhat overconfident."
Jiang Ping recounted everything without daring to conceal anything further. Chen Qingyan's expression changed repeatedly, and she sighed:
"Why be so stubborn? Giving him a lesson is enough."
She was deeply worried. Although her husband was exceptionally talented, his personality had gradually changed. He had lost his former caution and prudentness, and in order to teach a Close to the Dao Seed, he had used all his skills without holding back.
"Hmm, perhaps seeing Close to the Dao Seed with the same talent as me, I couldn't resist wanting to prove I'm stronger."
Jiang Ping was also reflecting on this battle. In order to defeat the enemy quickly, he had used everything he could, but he still failed to kill him, which was a failure.
"That's quite impressive. This person is also among the Top Five on the Closer Close to the Dao Ranking Heavenly talent. You managed to defeat him; he's the one who should have lost."
Chen Qingyan said.
If it weren't for the appearance of the Spirit Wander Seventh Heaven, her man would definitely have been able to suppress it.
"By the way, I've found a solution."
Jiang Ping brought up the matter of Island of Ten Thousand Saints again, but Chen Qingyan showed no joy; instead, she became even more worried, saying:
"This race is far too terrifying; it's not something you can afford to provoke for now."
"The child's problems must be addressed."
Jiang Ping teased the baby in the swaddling clothes and said.
Even if Island of Ten Thousand Saints is powerful, he still has to go there to seek the medicine; he doesn't want to see his two children die a hundred years later.
"When are you setting off? Your injuries haven't healed yet."
Chen Qingyan inquired further, and upon learning that her husband planned to stay home for six months, she immediately placed their two children in his arms and said in a clear voice:
"You take care of the child during this time; I'm going to become Becoming a Saint."
Despite her unchanging appearance, Chen Qingyan exuded the aura of a powerful figure; she too was a prodigy, destined to become the Life Female Saint.
"So Zhong Shenxiu only pursued the Life Dao Path?"
Chen Qingyan suddenly said something that made Jiang Ping's expression turn strange:
"Madam, let's not compare ourselves to her."
Who can predict the future?
Chen Qingyan didn't say anything more.
She knew very well that even her husband might not be able to compare to Zhong Shenxiu, let alone herself.
However, I also believe that anything is possible with human effort. Even if one's life is not as radiant as that of Heavenly Maiden, it doesn't mean one cannot reach the highest heights. Success even comes late.