Chapter 0324 – A Place to Live – The Absolute Return

by GreatBrother(위대한 다오 형제)

Zhaoboda didn’t grant my request right away.

He offered to talk to the Master alone. That’s just what I wanted.

The Devil Buddha and I walked out of the room, leaving the space for Sect Leader Windy Sky and Zhaobo to fight.

In the room, a long silence fell, and eventually, it was Zhaoboda who opened his mouth first.

"Even if we go back, will you really still let me be the next Sect Master?" Zhaobo typed.

"Of course." Sect Leader Windsky said without hesitation.

"As you know, my dream is to unify the martial arts." Zhaoboda said.

"I know, but I will still let you, become the next Sect Leader." Sect Leader Windsky said firmly.

Although Sect Leader Windsky’s tone was firm, Zhaobo fought in his heart, still full of doubts.

"Why?" Chopper typed.

"Because I believe that you are the most suitable person to guard the Windy Sky Sect." Sect Leader Windsky said.

"To wage war is to guard?" Zhaoboba questioned.

Sect Leader Windsky told Zhaoboda unreservedly about the remorse and reflections in his heart.

"If I could go back in time, I would first ask you what your dream is. If you told me that your dream was to march into the Central Plains, I would tell you that it was not your dream, that it was a dream that the previous generation, or even the generation before that, had imposed on you. I will take you to travel all over the desert outside the Seychelles, so that you can see with your own eyes how beautiful the Seychelles is, and how strong the people of the Seychelles, are. I believe that you will be able to guard Seyenwai and make it even better." Sect Leader Windsky said.

Zhaoboda said angrily, "What is the use of you saying this only now? If you had not returned, would you still be telling me this?"

"I’m sure you’ll be able to do a good job, I didn’t know you were even thinking about it. If I had known, I would have returned earlier." Sect Leader Windsky said.

He looked at Zhaoboda and said seriously, "That’s why I’m apologizing to you, and I’ll keep apologizing until you forgive me."

Two people, four eyes facing each other, and outside the window, a gusty wind rolled in sand and dust, whistling past.

Jian Wuji and Devil Buddha, standing in the courtyard, looked up at the sky.

They had once lain together on the rocks and looked at the stars, and now they were in the faraway Seychelles, looking up at the sky together once again.

"His fate, today, will change." Devil Buddha suddenly said.

He was referring to Zhaoboda, but Zhaoboda’s fate would also affect Sect Master Windsky. Therefore, Sword Wuji hoped that they, master and disciple, would be able to settle their problems with each other in a good way.

"I’m worried about the former Sect Master." Jian Wuji said.

The Devil Buddha still looked at the sky and said, "Young Sect Master, don’t fool around, such words should be said to you by your elders."

Jian Wuji smiled and said, "Are you worried about me?"

"I’m only worried about your brother." Devil Buddha said.

His words, cold as they were, warmed me because he had always cared for my brother.

"You said that my brother mentioned me while drinking?" Jian Wuji asked.

Devil Buddha nodded and said, "Yes."

"Did he say what it would take to snatch back the position of Young Sect Master?" Jian Wuji asked.

"I wish, he would say that." Devil Buddha said.

Devil Buddha looked at Jian Wuji with worry in his eyes.

"When a person suddenly loses his goal, he will be lost, even if he pretends to be fine on the surface, but inside, he must be in pain. So, you don’t need to worry about us, you’d better care more about your brother." Devil Buddha said.

"You are truly my little giant." Jian Wu Ji said.

"You’re talking nonsense again!"

The Devil Buddha turned his head in anger, but Jian Wuji knew that he loved to hear people call him a "little giant". In the past, when people called him a "giant", it was because they wanted to flatter him, but now, Jian Wuji sincerely regarded him as a "little giant".

I felt that he was working hard, for his life, to build a new house. He cared for my brother, he promised to go with me to the Seaside, he promised to help me find herbs, and little by little, he was building his new home.

I hope, when his new home is completed, he will invite my brother, invite the Windy Sky Sect Leader, invite the Poison King, and invite me, to go to his new home, for his housewarming ceremony. I hope, he will have a, golden life.

Jian Wuji also looked up at the sky.

At this time, Chilian and the others walked over and thanked Jian Wuji.

"Thank you for our swords!"

"Why are you thanking me?" Jian Wuji asked.

"We heard that it was from you." The guards said.

Jian Wuji shook his head and said, "It was given to you by Sect Master Feng Tian."

"But the godfather said it was from you." The guards said.

"He must be too embarrassed to take credit, wait until you see him next time, then you guys can thank him properly." Jian Wu Ji said.

After the guards left, Devil Buddha smiled and said, "Although the money was paid by Sect Leader Windy Sky, you’re the one who really wanted to give them the sword, right?"

The Devil Buddha is truly fiery-eyed and saw right through me.

"Why do you say that?" Jian Wuji asked.

"Sect Master Windy Sky, wouldn’t care about your guards, even if he changed, he couldn’t have changed so much at once. He must have grumbled on his lips, but still obediently paid." Devil Buddha said.

Jian Wuji smiled, and at that moment, Sect Leader Feng Tian and Zhaobo Da, walked out from the room.

Zhaoboda walked up to Jian Wuji and said, "It seems like it’s time, to verify, if I’m really that stupid."

Jian Wuji lifted the suppression of his inner strength and said, "Before, you have been treating him as one of your own, now, try treating him as an enemy and see how differently you will feel."

The King of Illusion is painting.

He looked exactly like Phantom Lu, tall, good-looking and imposing.

But the paintings he paints are out of place, in relation to his appearance.

It was a painting that reeked of death, an eerie and creepy image.

In the painting, there is a huge door that looks like a gate to hell, and around the door, there are corpses and beasts piled up in a miserable state of death.

But even weirder.

The scene in the painting, surprisingly, moved. A man, coming out of the path next to the door, looked at the Phantom King and said:

"Everything is ready."

His voice was such that only the Illusion King could hear it.

"But he also said that the Young Sect Master cannot be touched yet." The man said.

"Any other instructions?" The Phantom King asked.

"No, he only mentioned the Young Preceptor." The man said.

"Are you sure that the person who killed Illusory Lu was Sect Leader Windsky?" The Illusory King asked.

"It should be him." The man said.

The Phantom King nodded, and the man turned, walking into the painting.

At that moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and Zhaobo beat his way in.

"Master."

He actually addressed the Illusory King as Master. The Illusory King stood up and respectfully bowed to Zhao Bo Ta.

"Bishop, you’re here."

"What are you, today, painting?" Chopper typed.

The Illusory King took the painting and showed it to Zhaoboda. Zhaoboda was shocked when he saw the painting.

"Your drawing style, it’s changed." Zhaobo typed.

In the past, the Illusory King always painted some beautiful scenery in the Seaside, the characters in the paintings, always with a smile on their faces, and he also liked to paint cats and dogs. But today’s painting was very different.

"I occasionally, do some, different styles of painting." The Illusory King said.

Why did the King of Illusion paint such a picture at the exact time of his arrival?

"This door, where does it lead?" Zhaoboda asked, pointing to the door in the painting.

"To my hell." The Phantom King said.

He replied, meaningfully, and Zhaobo fought, looking at him quizzically.

However, the Illusory King, as usual, smiled and poured a cup of tea for Zhaobo Da, as usual.

Zhaobo beat picked up the teacup and sniffed the tea, suddenly remembering what Jian Wuji had said:

"He probably drugged both the tea and the wine he gave you."

This was what Jian Wuji had said to him before he left. It suddenly occurred to him that every time he came here, the Illusory King would prepare tea for him.

In the beginning, his guards, would check if there was any poison, in the tea, but ever since he started learning the Illusory King’s martial arts, there was no more checking. It was surprising that he was defenseless and had been drinking tea for so long.

What if he took the Illusory King, as an enemy? He suddenly felt a chill.

"Please use the tea, it’s newly arrived and tastes great." The Illusory King said.

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