Chapter 897 - 251: The New World Unleashed by That Sword

Chapter 897: Chapter 251: The New World Unleashed by That Sword

They liked Old Li.

Not only because Old Li saved them, but also because Old Li taught them martial arts and hunting without reservation...

Yet, they didn’t know why he didn’t want to settle down and was always searching for something.

Maybe for family?

This is what everyone thought.

"Old Li, Heizi got bird poop on his face!" a girl teased loudly.

The boy with bird poop on his forehead cried out "Ah, ah," and then scraped off the black, wet, and stinky stuff amidst the laughter of the crowd, tossing it onto the gradually receding Yellow Mud Dao.

Another youngster nearby said, "Younger Brother Hei, you’re really lucky. Something good must be happening today."

Someone else shouted, "Old Li, where are we going?"

A voice chimed in, "Who cares where Old Li goes, wherever he goes, we’ll go too."

The children talked noisily, chattering back and forth.

"We’ve all grown up, we can’t always let Old Li do everything, it’s our turn now."

"Actually, I kind of wanted to settle down at the last town; there was a girl there..."

"Haha, you’ll find another girl in the next town."

Just then, the carriage came to a sudden stop.

In the distance, the river water shimmered with fish-scale-like gleams beneath the sky.

Li Yuan’s hoarse voice said, "Heizi, go wash your face by the river."

"Thank you, Old Li."

The unfortunate boy replied promptly and then used his Body Skill to rush to the riverbank.

He hadn’t reached Ninth Grade because he couldn’t comprehend Shadow Blood.

It wasn’t just him, even among the dozen or so children in the carriage, none could comprehend Shadow Blood.

However... even without Shadow Blood, these children had learned many Cultivation Skills that didn’t require it.

And Heizi had learned a Stepping Skill and a fist technique from Old Li.

Now, when he ran, he resembled a martial arts expert to some extent, and no ordinary person could catch up to him.

Li Yuan watched the child, leaning slightly backward against the wall of the cattle carriage, gazing up at the vast sky with drifting white clouds.

Since leaving the Divine Tomb, more than four years had passed.

He left disheartened and couldn’t pull himself together. Seeing a child nearly froze to death by the roadside, he brought the child back and disguised himself as an elder.

Gradually, more children followed, so he began teaching these children simple Martial Arts skills and ways to make a living.

In these simple daily activities, his withered heart slowly started to rejuvenate, gradually finding vitality again.

During these days, he was not only recovering his vitality, but he was also witnessing firsthand the changes in this land, while searching for "Sister Yan’s victory evidence."

And that evidence was the Firefly Demon.

The Firefly Demon was the Jade Remains of Ghost Lake, just as Peng Mingyi was to Sister Yan. If Ghost Lake was defeated, then the Firefly Demon would surely lose all its power.

However, the Firefly Demon was not in the Immortal Realm, so he had to find it himself.

All of these reasons combined made him become a wandering "Old Li" with the children.

Yet this was merely a resting identity for him and one of the countless identities of an Immortal.

He had to learn the demeanor of an Immortal.

Soon, Heizi washed his face and returned.

But Li Yuan’s mind suddenly stirred because, across the river in the reeds, he saw a familiar figure hunched over, walking with a cane.

He smiled slightly, then got up, grabbed a small bag of silver coins from a box under his seat, and a hand-written Cultivation Skill book, though it was just an ordinary Social World Skill.

Li Yuan distributed the silver to the children, then handed the Cultivation Skill to a mature and prudent boy. After bidding farewell again, he truly left.

The children were initially confused, but Old Li had taught them many things over the years, so each one faced the direction Li Yuan departed, bowing their heads, and then standing up with a flash of expectation in their eyes.

Having traveled through many towns, they discovered this land was improving. With their skills... they were sure to live well in this world.

Also, they were no longer alone; they had family.

The children glanced around, looking at the people beside them.

Some of the children habitually wanted to follow Old Li, but after walking a few steps, they realized that Old Li had disappeared.

Perhaps as a reward for following, a golden coin suddenly appeared in one child’s arms.

The sunshine still shone, the spring breeze still blew, and the fragrance of flowers skimmed the lowlands of the prairie, yet the old man with silver hair suddenly vanished.

As if a ghost, or a deity.

But Li Yuan had merely used a simple Illusion Technique.

Such Fifth Grade skills may fall short in high-level battles but are still quite useful.

In air invisible to ordinary people, the elderly’s flesh and blood expanded, bones shifted, white hair turned into black strands, the wrinkled skin smoothed, the loose muscles became strong, and the weak breath turned incredibly powerful...

A step ago, an old man,

After a step, already a youth.

The youth crossed to the other side, seeing the elderly woman with white hair, sallow face, almost skeletal.

He followed the old woman for a long distance, witnessing her despair and panic.

The old woman held a cane tightly, frequently raising it to tap around, hurriedly probing the way forward.