Peerless Battle Spirit

Qin Nan furrowed even more.

He knew the two old men were being considerate for Princess Miao Miao and Jiang Bilan, and he knew it would definitely benefit them.

However, he really had a lot of stuff to talk to Princess Miao Miao and Jiang Bilan.

“If that’s the case, please bring me with you,” Qin Nan said after making up his mind.

“That’s fine, but we are going to two different places. Who are you going to stay with?”

The old man with thinly spread hair said indifferently, “If I’m not wrong, these two girls are your lovers. You wouldn’t want to choose one over the other, right?”

Supreme Rudao nodded in agreement.

The scarecrow who had been silent suddenly said, “There’s something you should know. You have now achieved the Greater Success Stage of the Dao Realm, and since you’re somehow tied to the Immortals, there are no limits to your future.”

“As for them, they might have come back to life and obtained great fortune, but their foundation is still too weak compared to yours.”

“If they woke up and stay by your side, what would they feel when you’ve become a Nine Heavens Supreme while they are just Heaven Immortals?”

“Wouldn’t they feel guilty to be a burden to you?”

The scarecrow let out a sigh and said, “That’s just how the Martial World has always been. Friendship, love, it’s not ideal if the gap between your cultivation is too huge.”

“Unless, you no longer desire higher levels of cultivation.”

The old men remained silent. They had seen a lot over the years, thus they too could relate to the situation.

Qin Nan fell silent.

He was definitely going to strive for higher cultivation.

The scarecrow chuckled and said, “Kid, you are still young, and so are they, you have plenty of time to spend with one another, why can’t you be a little more patient?”

“You have just achieved the Greater Success Stage of the Dao Realm. It’s the perfect time for you to comprehend the difference. Otherwise, you might miss out on the chance. You should also cultivate and achieve the Peerless Ruler Realm as soon as possible.”

“Besides, I don’t mind telling you that if you let them go with those old men, their cultivation might not necessarily be weaker than yours once they woke up.”

“By the time comes, you will all be Peerless Rulers, and wouldn’t it be pleasant if you are to reunite with one another and join hands to cause a scene in the First Immortal Realm?”

Qin Nan was dazzled by the last sentence.

He suddenly recalled his first encounter with Princess Miao Miao in the Mystic Spirit Sect and the confrontation between him and Jiang Bilan, before they joined hands multiple times in the Middle Continent.

“Senior, you’re right, I was a little impatient indeed. I sincerely thank you for your kindness.”

After some time, Qin Nan took a deep breath and bowed.

“(Cough cough), let’s forget the conventional greetings. Let’s talk about the Immortal Blessing Resources we owe you…”

The old men coughed simultaneously.

“I must remind you that since you’ve sworn the Immortal Demon Oaths and found such a talented disciple, shouldn’t you be sharing your Arts of Dao Seeking as a way of celebration?” Supreme Rudao grinned.

The old men’s lips twisted. They immediately shifted their gaze away as if they did not hear a thing.

“Qin Nan, should we…” the two old men probed.

“Seniors, please give me a second.”

Qin Nan turned to Princess Miao Miao and Jiang Bilan and looked at them gently.

“Please don’t blame me if you don’t see me when you wake up.”

“It’s just like the seniors said, we should just focus on our cultivation for now.”

“Once we became Peerless Rulers, we’ll visit the First Immortal Realm together!”

Even though the two girls were in deep slumber still, Princess Miao Miao’s lips curled slightly as if she could sense him. Jiang Bilan’s lips remained smiling too.

“Seniors, I’ll leave them in your hands!”

Qin Nan rose to his feet and cleared his thoughts.

“Kid, don’t you worry…”

The two old men raised their hands and unleashed a magnificent glow that encapsulated them both. They swore three different oaths before leaving.

“Wait, seniors, I didn’t ask your names!”

Qin Nan quickly asked when he realized something.

He still had no idea who the three cultivators were. He was willing to trust them because of the copper mirror.

The two old men and the scarecrow had long vanished.

A moment later, three deep voices were heard.

“The First Master of the Thirteenth Immortal Realm, Mo Xiaoli!”

“The First Master of the Nineteenth Immortal Realm, Li Ji!”

“Twenty-third Immortal Realm, Heaven Master Shangyue, if you have nowhere to go, or you want to learn about formations, you can come and find me!”

Meanwhile, a blue forest in the north…

The forest never had any mystical places, nor did it have any successions or fortunate encounters. Therefore, it was rare to see any cultivators around. It was quite a peaceful place.

But now, there was an enormous pit over a few thousand li wide deep inside the forest.

The bottom of the pit was covered in blood. A bloody figure with an arm and leg missing and a huge hole on his chest was breathing softly.

He was none other than Supreme South World!

“I…I…I’m not dead yet?”

The man slowly opened his left eye and looked into the sky.

He immediately realized the thing inside the gate must have saved his life.

However, he was not relieved at all.

He was so proud that he had achieved the Nine Heavens Supreme Realm. He even went to kill a Heaven Immortal in person, yet not only did he not kill the guy, he somehow ended up in such a miserable state

Besides, even until now, he did not understand why a mere Qin Nan had a Master of Dao supporting him?

Or was it just a coincidence that they stumbled into one another?

“Mm? It seems like my luck isn’t that bad. I’ve found another heavily-injured Nine Heavens Supreme again!”

A voice came from above. Supreme South World saw a short man whose face was covered in demonic runes. He slowly went into the pit.

“How serious are your injuries, what a pity, but it’s fine, meeting you is good enough. I wonder if I can refine another supreme phantom for myself…”

The old man looked at Supreme South World and murmured to himself. He proceeded to perform a mystical seal.

The Supreme South World shuddered.

Was this really his luck?

A demon cultivator found him when he was grasping onto his last breath?

“Mm? Isn’t this…the aura of the Tenth Immortal?”

The old man’s eyes widened as he noticed something.

“Interesting, very interesting, your luck is really something! If that’s the case, let me ask you, are you willing to join the Sixth Immortal with me?”