Chapter 0323 – Calling Out – Absolute Returns

by GreatBrother(위대한 다오 형제)

Jian Wuji and Zhaobo fought, standing in the Sect Master’s Hall.

The space that was like hell, filled with blood, had disappeared.

Zhaobo fought, staring blankly at Jian Wuji, his eyes filled with doubt.

Just a moment ago, blood, had flooded his mouth and nose, and he thought, he was dead.

"Are we, dead?"

Zhaobo fought, thinking darkly in his mind.

But this feeling, it’s too real, it’s not like he’s dead.

He touched his face, then, looked around. He wasn’t dead, and Jian Wuji, who was standing in front of him, was also alive and well.

"What the hell is going on here ……?"

Zhaobo hit and asked in disbelief.

It turned out that after Zhaobo hit, using the Baneful Heaven Blood Order Art, to create that space, Jian Wuji, then executed the Time and Space Shift Art, and created a space, which was exactly the same as that space.

Zhaoboda, didn’t know that Jian Wuji, would know the Time and Space Shift Technique, that’s why he thought that he had returned, to the space that he had created.

From the moment Jian Wuji, executed the Time Shift Technique, the words he said and the things he did were all for the sake of acting.

He had only one purpose, and that was, to find out the Illusory King. Now, he already knew, who the Illusory King was.

Zhaoboda, didn’t know, all this, that’s why he felt, so confused.

"I’m going to ask you again, what, exactly, did you do?"

Zhaobo hit and asked.

Sword Wuji’s mission, was not yet complete. In addition to killing the Illusory King, he also wanted to resolve, the conflict between Zhaoboda and Sect Leader Windsky. To him, this matter, was even more important.

"I am the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon God Sect."

Jian Wu Ji, said.

He did not tell Zhaoboda that he had learned the Time and Space Shifting Art from the Windy Sky Sect Master. Because, Zhaoboda, held a grudge against the Windy Sky Sect Master, if he knew that Jian Wuji, would know the Time and Space Shifting Art, it would only make him resent the Windy Sky Sect Master even more.

"You mean, it was you, who broke my illusion?"

Zhaobo hit and asked.

He didn’t know that Jian Wuji’s purpose, was to find out the Illusory King, so he didn’t care about, the painter that Jian Wuji, mentioned. Now, he only wanted to know how, Jian Wuji, escaped from that space.

"You say that our Divine Sect, will only rely on the Nine Wonders Demonic Skills and sit back and watch the sky? Who was it, who told you that? That person, must not have seen me, or my father, or even, come to the Divine Sect, why do you believe his words?"

Jian Wuji, words, hit the nail on the head, making Zhaobo fight, dumbfounded.

"Come with me."

Jian Wu Ji, said.

"Where to?"

Zhaobo hit and asked.

"Go see your master, there are some things you need to talk about."

Jian Wu Ji, said.

In that pool of blood, Zhaobo fought, pouring out all his resentment towards his master.

However, now, asking him to say those words in front of his Master, he hesitated. In the blood pool, he could vent his emotions with impunity, but now, he didn’t want to, in front of his master, act like a child.

"Master and I, between us, have nothing to say."

Zhaobo hit, said.

Jian Wuji, did not force him. He knew that there were some things that only the parties involved, could resolve. What he had to do, right now, was to, bring Zhaoboda, before Sect Leader Feng Tian.

"Well, since you don’t want to talk about it, forget it. But you must come with me, I have something, to say to you."

Jian Wu Ji, said.

Zhaobo Da, also wanted to know how, exactly, Jian Wuji, escaped from that space, so he nodded.

"Okay."

Jian Wuji, with Zhaoboda in tow, left the Sect Master’s Hall.

"These swords, the Young Sect Master, gave them to you."

Sect Master Feng Tian, distributed the swords that he bought from Xin Xiong Blacksmith Shop, to the guards. He didn’t say that he had bought it, but rather that it was bought by Sword Wuji.

"Where is the young prelate?"

One of the guards, asked.

"He has gone to the Hall of the Patriarch, he said, and told you to put your swords away for now."

Sect Leader Windy Sky, replied.

The guards, seeing those brand new swords, were overjoyed. For a martial artist, what else, could be more pleasing than receiving a good sword? Moreover, these swords, were even better than the swords they were currently using.

"A precious sword, is good, but the sword that suits you best, is the best sword. However, if one day, your favorite sword, breaks, you will have to use another sword, to fight. Therefore, you must be like the Young Sect Leader, even if you only have a branch in your hand, you can still fight. Martial artists, you must save for a rainy day and be prepared for danger."

Sect Leader Windy Sky, said in a serious tone.

These words, though spoken to the guards, were also his, own epiphany.

The guards, clasping their fists, expressed their gratitude to Sect Leader Windy Sky, one after another.

Sect Master Windy Sky, returned to the room, and saw that the Devil Buddha, was drinking tea, while looking through, the drawings that the Poison King had given him, those drawings of poisonous plants.

"Are you really going to pick those poisonous herbs?"

Sect Leader Windy Sky, asked.

"I’ll pick some when we finish our business and go back. There are some poisonous herbs that can’t be picked if the weather gets any colder."

Devil Buddha, replied.

Sect Master Windsky, looking at the Devil Buddha, had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn’t expect that the Devil Buddha, would turn out to be the way he was now.

"When did you, and the Poison King, get so close?"

Sect Leader Windy Sky, asked.

"We’re not on good terms."

Devil Buddha, replied.

"Then why are you helping him?"

Sect Leader Windy Sky, asked.

"Even if we’re not on good terms, I’ll still accompany you to the West, won’t I?"

Devil Buddha, asked rhetorically.

The Windy Sky Sect Master, being choked by the Devil Buddha, was unable to speak.

Devil Buddha, suddenly said:

"Have you ever done, something, that you’ve never done before? I mean, something other than what you, as the Windsky Sect Leader, are supposed to do."

Sect Leader Windy Sky, after some thought, said:

"Of course there were, like, personally selecting, the people to hire, like, personally going to buy secret messages. Also, when Gao Yue and I, together, created Silver Moon, we did a lot of things, that had never been done before."

"I, was going to pick herbs. When I found, the herbs I needed, I felt immense joy, a joy I had never, before, experienced."

Devil Buddha, said.

And, the poisonous herbs he picked, made the Poison King, very happy. Had he ever, before, done anything, that made others, so happy?

As if, no. He hadn’t done it to his family, he hadn’t done it to his friends, he hadn’t done it, not even, after he had become a Demon Dignitary.

"All my life, I’ve been, let’s be afraid ……"

Devil Buddha, lamented.

That’s why he doesn’t know what it feels like, to make someone else happy. The fact that he could feel happy because, of someone else’s happiness, made him, wonder.

We were silent for a while, and Sect Leader Windy Sky, suddenly said:

"I, perhaps, can understand your feelings."

"How did it go when you went to the Xinxiong blacksmith store?"

Devil Buddha, asked.

Sect Leader Windy Sky, told the Devil Buddha about his discovery at Xin Xiong’s blacksmith store.

"It seems that your disciple, has been very busy lately."

Devil Buddha, said with a smile.

"Who else is to blame?"

Sect Leader Windy Sky, said helplessly.

"Isn’t that your favorite, blaming others?"

Devil Buddha, said with a smile.

"Yeah, aren’t you a favorite, talking smack?"

Sect Leader Windy Sky, also said with a smile.

We smiled at each other, now that we were used to it, and teased each other. If, only one of us had changed, then we, wouldn’t be laughing so much. But, we’ve both changed, and we both like, who we are now.

We’ve changed, all because of, well, the same person.

"Where is the young prelate?"

Sect Leader Windy Sky, asked.

He looked out the window, and in the distance, the Patriarch’s Palace.

"He has gone to find, your disciple. He should have been, mentally prepared, he would have gone to see, in your disciple’s heart, that dark abyss."

Sect Leader Windy Sky, said.

Jian Wuji, with Zhaoboda in tow, returned to the guest room.

Seeing Zhaobo fight, Sect Leader Fengtian, knew that Jian Wuji, must have discovered something.

"Master."

Zhaobo hit, said.

"There you are, Reverend."

Sect Leader Windy Sky, said.

Zhaobo hit, his attitude towards Sect Leader Windy Sky, and before, was completely different. Sect Leader Feng Tian, knew that, something must have happened, and he transmitted his voice to Sword Wuji:

"Did you find, the one behind him?"

"I already know, who it is."

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