Chương 169: Old Thing, Give Me Your Pension
The Fisherman hadn't stepped out of the main hall recently. It was publicly announced that he was in secluded meditation, but in fact, he was troubled.
He was currently the second-in-command of the Azure Sky Sword Sea, the number one person beneath the headmaster, occupying an extremely high position in the star region, yet he was full of vexation.
The source of his pressure all stemmed from the approaching end of the Great Era and the Heavenly Dao's reckoning.
This required an emperor to withstand.
But the Azure Sky Sword Sea now only had a half-dead emperor and many potential emperor seedlings.
This would surely be of no use when the Great Era came to an end.
So, a life-prolonging medicine was needed to help the Sword Venerable Emperor live another era and help the Azure Sky Sword Sea survive the end of the Great Era.
The problem also arose here. He had found the life-prolonging medicine, but it hadn't fully matured and was far from sufficient.
The life-prolonging medicine for an emperor required a sage as the catalyst, or at the very least, a quasi-sage.
And Chen Xia was currently only at the Sea Moving Realm. Although he was the most suitable human race candidate for the Sword Venerable Emperor, his realm was too low and couldn't be used as the catalyst.
The Sea Moving Realm definitely wouldn't do. Even if he advanced further and reached the Heavenly Mending Realm, it still wouldn't be enough. Whether it was the peak of the Heavenly Mending Realm or a half-step sage, it was all inadequate.
He had to step into the Saint Realm, at least a quasi-sage.
But with at most ten thousand years left, how could Chen Xia, who was only at the first level of the Sea Moving Realm, be cultivated into a quasi-sage?
The Fisherman was truly worried. It was impossible to cultivate a quasi-emperor by relying on taking pills or attaining enlightenment. At most, he could only reach the Heavenly Mending Realm.
And even if calculated at the rate of breaking through one level every five hundred years, reaching the twelfth level of the Heavenly Mending Realm would take at least six thousand years, not to mention breaking through the sage barrier.
Moreover, taking pills also required waiting for the medicinal effect to take hold. For Chen Xia, who was at the first level of the Sea Moving Realm, it would take about two thousand years to break through to the ninth level of the Sea Moving Realm by relying on pills.
And forcibly lift the realm by relying on pills would affect subsequent breakthroughs and reduce the speed of breaking through the Heavenly Mending Realm.
The Fisherman became more and more troubled. Sitting on the futon, he let out a heavy sigh, feeling that it was truly fate playing tricks.
Why did it have to be a human race potential emperor seedling who had to become a sage to be used as medicine? Wouldn't any other sage do?
If possible, the Fisherman was willing to sacrifice himself to be used as medicine to exchange for the Sword Venerable Emperor to live another era. And perhaps in the next era, the Azure Sky Sword Sea could still rely on Chen Xia to hold on.
It should have been the prime of the Azure Sky Sword Sea. What a pity, truly a pity.
The Fisherman pursed his lips, and his aged cheeks were full of helplessness.
Suddenly, a sound came from outside the main hall. Hurried footsteps approached, and a figure in green robes quickly walked in. It was Chen Xia.
He came alone. Zhang Daoming was too timid to follow and couldn't persuade Chen Xia, so he returned to his cave abode to wait for news.
The Fisherman frowned, stood up, and looked at Chen Xia, somewhat puzzled, and asked.
"What's the matter?"
Chen Xia's expression was somewhat indignant. Clenching his fists, he said angrily, "Master, you don't need to hide it from me anymore. I know everything!"
The Fisherman's heart skipped a beat. His brows furrowed tightly, and a trace of panic actually flashed through his mind. But he quickly calmed down, his expression unchanged, and pretended to reply calmly.
"Silly child, what have you heard? Who told you?"
His reply was also very shrewd. First, he used the word "heard" to make it easier to explain later, and then asked who told him to draw out the person behind it.
"I guessed it myself." Chen Xia clenched his fists tightly, his expression full of indignation, and continued.
"You actually did such a thing to me. I always thought you really wanted to cultivate me sincerely!"
The Fisherman's brows knitted deeply. Hiding his flustered thoughts, his expression remained calm. He stretched out a hand to comfort him.
"Silly child, don't let your imagination run wild and listen to such nonsense. Master has always been sincere to you and definitely has no extra intentions."
Although the Fisherman's expression was calm, his right hand behind his back was already trembling slightly. He was extremely nervous and quickly thought of a solution.
Confusion, soul seizure, sealing, imprisonment?
"If that's really the case, you…you…"
Chen Xia's expression was indignant. He said several "you" in a row, as if brewing up his emotions before venting.
Facing such a major matter, even a shrewd person like the Fisherman couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, his brows knit tightly, and his emotions race.
"Why did you give me to the Lord of the Forbidden Zone?!" Chen Xia's accusation suddenly burst out.
There was a moment of silence in the air.
The Fisherman was first stunned, his complexion froze, and then he quietly let out a breath. He was almost scared out of his wits. Immediately, he put his hands behind his back and chuckled softly.
"Silly child, this is just a delaying tactic. First, stabilize the Lord of the Forbidden Zone so that he poses no threat to you. When you rise up and aren't afraid of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, then naturally you can soar freely like a bird in the sky and swim freely like a fish in the sea."
"Really?" Chen Xia's expression became excited, and his tone even trembled a little. "But I only want to be a cultivator of the Azure Sky Sword Sea. Any less and I wouldn't count as a cultivator of the Azure Sky Sword Sea."
The Fisherman sighed. "Silly child, I'm satisfied that you have this intention. This is just aitating tactic. You don't need to care too much."
"How could I not care!" Chen Xia retorted. "Not to mention this matter. Just thinking about the one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones I owe you, Master, I can't feel at peace. I can't even cultivate with peace of mind!"
Then why the hell don't you pay me back!
The Fisherman really wanted to say this, but considering the overall situation, he held back and asked with concern.
"Are you really unable to cultivate with peace of mind?"
"Yes. Whenever I theink about still owing you spirit stones and not being able to pay them back, I feel restless and my cultivation progress is slow. I feel so incompetent." Chen Xia reproached himself.
The Fisherman frowned. This wouldn't do. What about the Azure Sky Sword Sea if your cultivation didn't progress?
He quickly comforted him.
"Silly child, you don't need to care too much. Master doesn't lack money. You don't need to rush to pay it back."
"No. As long as I owe it, I feel uncomfortable." Chen Xia gritted his teeth and retorted.
The Fisherman sensed that something was wrong, but Chen Xia's cultivation was of great importance. So, he gritted his teeth and waved his hand.
"Then you don't need to pay back these one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones. Coincidentally, Master hasn't given you any meeting gift. Consider these one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones as a meeting gift!"
"But…but if these one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones were given to Qiong Qi as compensation and now used as a meeting gift, I really feel bad and it pains me even more."
Chen Xia still wouldn't let it go and added a bit of sadness to his tone.
Is this never going to end?!
The Fisherman really wanted to say this but held back. He forced a smile and said.
"Then, in addition, Master will give you another meeting gift."
In this matter, the Fisherman was indeed in the wrong, and he also needed to stabilize Chen Xia. Otherwise, the Fisherman would have slapped him long ago.
Damn the reasoning.
"Thank you, Master. I have nothing to reapond with. I can only pray for you every few years!"
Chen Xia clasped his fists and said excitedly to the Fisherman.
The Fisherman had a faint smile on his lips. He gently waved his hand. "Silly child, you're really a silly child. Hurry back and cultivate well. Don't delay your progress."
After thanking him, Chen Xia quickly left the main hall and walked towards his cave abode. Along the way, he swaggered, almost as if he were telling everyone that he had come out of the supreme main hall.
After closing the door of his cave abode.
Chen Xia sat upright, let out a breath, his eyes flickering, and sneered disdainfully.
A delaying tactic.
It was indeed a delaying tactic, but not to delay the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, but to delay Chen Xia himself.
"Old bastard."
Chen Xia murmured softly.
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