As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life - Chapter 1590: 420: Who Stands Above King Yan Among the New Underworld Members? Grandmaster Zhao Will Be Healed Upon Entering My Underworld [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Chapter 1590: Chapter 420: Who Stands Above King Yan Among the New Underworld Members? Grandmaster Zhao Will Be Healed Upon Entering My Underworld [Monthly Ticket Requested]
“Fortunately… the Underworld also suffered significant damage, and I destroyed that Small Cave Heaven. Even if the Divine Tribulation of the Underworld reconvenes, it would take at least ten years, and the price paid by the Underworld Yama to severely injure me is too high… How could this physical body bear such power… even if it doesn’t die, it must be crippled!”
Zhao Beidou let out a breath, and his youthful and crane-like appearance now showed signs of age, having suddenly become much older.
Whenever he thought of his injuries, Zhao Beidou comforted himself with the fact that the Underworld was also severely damaged.
Suddenly.
Light footsteps resounded.
Outside the tent, Xie Yushen’s somewhat weak voice sounded: “Grandmaster, please wait at the entrance of the tent… I will talk to Grandmaster Zhao about the matters concerning the upcoming siege of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect.”
Grandmaster Huang Mei’s gentle voice also echoed: “Amitabha Buddha, State Preceptor, please go ahead.”
Soon after, the sound of rustling filled the air.
Xie Yushen stood outside the tent, softly saying: “Grandmaster Zhao, may I come in to have a word?”
Zhao Beidou sat upright on his meditation cushion, his brows slightly furrowed.
Soon after, he eased his expression and smiled: “Of course, it’s cold outside the tent, State Preceptor, please come in quickly.”
Xie Yushen, hearing this, lifted the curtain and stepped inside the tent.
“Cough cough…”
Xie Yushen, wearing a Crane Robe, couldn’t stop coughing, his face showing signs of illness.
Zhao Beidou looked at the sickly Xie Yushen and sighed lightly; the State Preceptor was worse off than him, suffering side effects after using the Luck Golden Lotus…
Ultimately, it was his dereliction of duty.
He took out a meditation cushion, placed it in front of him, and flicked his fingers, igniting the White Netherworld Tribulation Fire, instantly warming the temperature inside the tent.
“State Preceptor, please sit.”
Zhao Beidou said with a smile.
Xie Yushen smiled and sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion.
“State Preceptor came to see this old man; what is the matter?”
Zhao Beidou stroked his beard and asked.
Xie Yushen coughed, his eyes somewhat dim: “Grandmaster Zhao, you can see my physical condition… it’s getting worse and worse, the Luck Golden Lotus is really hard to borrow.”
“Now that the Old Dragon God assists us, our court army has gained the confidence to once again attack the Qian Yuan Divine Sect…”
“However, the Underworld remains mysterious, and we are still very much in need of Grandmaster Zhao.”
Zhao Beidou’s smile was warm; indeed Xie Yushen was worthy of being the State Preceptor; his words were pleasing…
“Unfortunately, the Disaster Wheel of this old man was damaged, so it’s not appropriate to take action for the time being, but I can remain seated; having a Divine Tribulation cultivator seated is quite deterrent, causing the Qian Yuan Divine Sect and the Underworld to be cautious.”
However, after Zhao Beidou finished speaking.
Xie Yushen shook his head: “This is not advisable.”
Zhao Beidou’s smile gradually vanished.
You previously coaxed him into staying!
Promised not to take action…
Now do you want him to take action at the risk of shattering the Disaster Wheel and dying?!
He, a dignified Divine Tribulation Cultivator, would really become your laborer, Xie Yushen?!
Zhao Beidou’s face slowly cooled down, and he snorted.
Xie Yushen looked at Zhao Beidou and smiled, seemingly oblivious to the gloomy expression on Zhao Beidou’s face.
“The impact of Grandmaster Zhao’s injuries is too great; it would be best to fully recover before the siege of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect.”
Xie Yushen sincerely said.
Zhao Beidou heard this, and his gloomy face slightly eased, seemingly misunderstanding the situation.
But he bitterly smiled and shook his head: “State Preceptor, you are not a Divine Tribulation cultivator, you do not understand…”
“The Disaster Wheel’s damage is the most troublesome injury, for any Divine Tribulation cultivator, recovery is not a matter of a day or a night.”
“At least five years are needed for this old man to nurture the Disaster Wheel, allowing its cracks to heal.”
After Zhao Beidou finished speaking, Xie Yushen once again smiled and shook his head: “Five years… too long.”
“Oh? Is the State Preceptor about to offer some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures? Such as the invaluable Three Pure Ones Nourishing God Pill?”
Zhao Beidou mocked.
He didn’t believe Xie Yushen could produce the Three Pure Ones Nourishing God Pill of such value.
Even if he could, he wouldn’t let Zhao Beidou consume it.
As expected.
Xie Yushen shook his head again.
After shaking his head…
Xie Yushen raised his head, his eyes deeply gazing at Zhao Beidou.
“I… have another method, that can allow Grandmaster Zhao to recover his injuries and restore all power within a day!”
Zhao Beidou’s brows furrowed tightly.
His heart suddenly skipped, without knowing why.
“What method?”
Zhao Beidou squinted.
Xie Yushen grinned, and spread his five fingers.
A Luck Golden Lotus immediately bloomed beneath Zhao Beidou, causing his eyes to widen, and anger surged forth on his face.
The unease within his heart erupted uncontrollably!
This Xie Yushen…
Is insane!
Yet seeing Xie Yushen, the State Preceptor, spread his arms and smile, saying:
“Grandmaster Zhao!”
“The method is…”
“Enjoy eternal life, undying and unperishing, enter our Underworld!”
