#1090 - Linglong's request

Fu Sheng reached out and tapped the void, and a Primal Talisman flashed, instantly evolving into a formation diagram that flew towards the coffin and covered it.

The dark Dao symbols on the coffin began to break, wear away, and dissipate rapidly.

Seeing the dark Dao symbols collapse so easily, Jun Wuxie revealed a look of joy and stepped forward to push the coffin.

This time, it didn't take much effort, and the heavy coffin lid opened with the sound of metal rubbing, revealing a relatively smaller inner coffin inside.

Jun Wuxie continued to open the inner coffin, but found that he couldn't push it.

The inner coffin also had a seal, but it was not a seal applied by the dark Dao symbols, but a seal of protection applied by the owner of the coffin, Linglong, when she "buried" herself.

Crack!

Just as he was preparing to temporarily give up opening the coffin and wait for Linglong to sense the situation outside and wake up on her own, the coffin within the coffin made a sound like a mechanism being triggered.

The inner coffin looked similar to the outer coffin, with a lid covering it, but at this time, it was not opening by sliding the lid open.

With a crisp, rhythmic cracking sound, the inner coffin actually bloomed like petals.

As the blooming range became larger and larger, the scene inside was revealed.

There was actually another coffin inside.

That coffin was also undergoing changes, also like a flower blooming.

When the "flower" had fully bloomed, on the coffin base that resembled a pistil, lay quietly a woman with a slender and graceful figure, wearing a black palace dress.

She had a head of silky smooth black hair, styled into a noble and elegant bun.

The woman's hands were folded on her lower abdomen, her fingers slender, her skin as white and tender as solidified fat, and her nails as red as blood, forming a sharp contrast with her black dress.

Her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, obviously about to wake up from her self-sealed slumber.

Her face was oval-shaped with tender white skin, her features exquisite and flawless, and her enchanting makeup made her look breathtakingly beautiful.

The lines of her eyes were drawn somewhat long, and there was a bright red mark in the shape of a 彼岸花 (pi'an hua - red spider lily) in the center of her brow, coupled with her fiery red lips and pure black palace dress, she looked like a queen with a powerful aura.

Jun Wuxie looked at the woman lying in the triple coffin in surprise, feeling astonished in his heart.

This is Linglong?

The last Sect Master of the Different Dao Sect, who cultivated necromantic Dao arts, and was unwilling to use necromantic Dao arts' killing moves to counterattack the enemy even when the sect was besieged?

Just looking at her like this, judging by her aura, she should be a very domineering person, how could she be as merciful as the Ancient Demon Centipede King said?

Of course, it cannot be said that she was completely merciful, she also made a choice for the future of the Different Dao Sect, but it was obviously the wrong choice, she underestimated the world's desire to eliminate the Different Dao Sect.

As he was thinking, Linglong had already opened her eyes.

Her eyes contained anger, coldness, confusion, and a fleeting hint of gratitude.

"Thank you for helping this Sect Master escape."

Linglong's voice, tinged with indifference, interrupted Jun Wuxie's thoughts.

He came back to his senses and realized that Linglong had woken up, and immediately shook his head, saying: "Sect Master Linglong doesn't need to thank me. I saved you because I couldn't stand what the Demon Daoist did to you, but most importantly, I have my own purposes."

Linglong was slightly stunned, not expecting that the young man who saved her would be so straightforward, not concealing anything, and directly stating that he had a purpose, which surprised her.

She had actually woken up once very, very long ago.

At that time, she discovered that her coffin had been tampered with by the Demon Daoist.

She had tried to break the seal of the dark Dao symbols, but failed.

She was too seriously injured back then, pursued by hundreds of Saint Emperor Ultimate Celestial experts and hundreds of Half-Step Saint Ancestor realm powerhouses from various forces.

Already seriously injured, she forcibly used forbidden techniques, causing severe damage to her source, and cracks all over the Wheel of Life, almost dying.

By chance, she entered this ancient tomb and found a place where pure Yin energy was generated, choosing to "bury herself" here.

Who would have thought that the Demon Daoist would also come here.

At that time, she was asleep and unprepared, so the coffin was sealed by the Demon Daoist.

When she woke up, although her injuries had improved a lot, she was still unable to use too much power, so she could only continue to sleep.

Later, her injuries healed, but she found that because she was sealed in the coffin, although her source was slowly recovering, her necromantic true energy was severely depleted, far from her peak state, and it was difficult to break through the Demon Daoist's seal from the inside, so she could only choose to continue to sleep.

"You helped this Sect Master escape, giving this Sect Master a chance to return to the world, otherwise this Sect Master would only be trapped in the coffin forever, so this Sect Master will not treat you unfairly." Linglong said here, a slight smile appearing on her妖异 (yao yi - enchanting/bewitching) beautiful face, saying: "Tell me, what do you need? As long as this Sect Master can do it, I will try my best to satisfy you."

"Since Sect Master Linglong is so straightforward, then I will be direct. If Sect Master Linglong really wants to thank me, why not share the necromantic Dao arts that you cultivate with me?"

Linglong was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting the young man in front of her to make such a request.

The Different Dao Sect was once glorious, but it had long since declined, and even the sect was destroyed.

It seems that there are no more inheritors in this world now.

Not to mention the current situation, even during the heyday of the sect, people who wanted to join the Different Dao Sect were as numerous as carps crossing the river, but those people were all aiming for the dark Dao arts, and would only choose the dark Dao branch, and would never choose the necromantic Dao branch.

The two different Dao branches have completely different cultivation methods, and the achievements are also the same.

Necromantic Dao arts, very few people can cultivate to a profound level, choosing this Dao branch is equivalent to choosing to be a waste for those people.

The young man in front of her, since he knows her identity, he must know the difference between dark Dao arts and necromantic Dao arts, and actually took the initiative to learn necromantic Dao arts.

"Why do you want to choose necromantic Dao arts, instead of dark Dao arts, which are faster to cultivate?"

"Because I don't like it, and besides, dark Dao arts are far inferior to necromantic Dao arts. Sect Master Linglong, you said those words yourself before, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

Linglong was slightly silent, then looked at him solemnly, saying: "This Sect Master can teach you necromantic Dao arts, but this Sect Master also has a condition, which is that you must become a member of my Different Dao Sect. Then, become my disciple now, you worship this Sect Master as your teacher."

"Worship as a teacher?" Jun Wuxie did not expect her to make such a request, and immediately shook his head and refused, "I can't worship as a teacher, I already have many masters."

"You're actually unwilling?" Linglong was even more surprised, saying: "You know this Sect Master's identity, you should know that this Sect Master is in the Half-Step Saint Ancestor realm. Although this Sect Master cannot see your specific cultivation realm, it is certain that you have not entered the Great Saint realm. In other words, you are still in the Saint King realm, are you sure you want to refuse a Half-Step Saint Ancestor realm teacher?"

"This has nothing to do with realm."

Jun Wuxie once worshiped Chengyuan Zhenren as his teacher. Although Chengyuan Zhenren's realm was not that great, he secretly helped him. During the assessment, he even publicly broke ties with several peak leaders and the headmaster for his sake.

In addition, at that time, he needed to find a temporary foothold to steadily improve his strength, so he joined the True Martial Peak.

As for Master Fu Sheng, he respected him for resisting the darkness at all costs, and worshiped him as his teacher when he accepted his inheritance.

As for Mu Ciyin, it was mainly because he wanted to pave a smoother path for the people of the Ice Cloud Tower.

"What, do you think that this Sect Master, a Half-Step Saint Ancestor, is not worthy to be your teacher?"

Linglong's face showed a hint of anger, and she was a little unhappy.

She, a dignified Sect Master, personally accepted a disciple, but was repeatedly rejected, how unreasonable.

"Half-Step Saint Ancestor, the realm is indeed not low, but to be his teacher, I'm afraid it's still a bit short."

A calm voice entered the coffin, causing Linglong's妖美 (yao mei - enchantingly beautiful) face to reveal a look of shock.

There are actually people nearby?

But she didn't even notice the presence of other people nearby!

At such a close distance, it would be difficult for even a Saint Ancestor realm expert to escape her divine sense perception!

Shocked, she walked out of the coffin and saw Fu Sheng, Hua Yi, and Shen Lian sitting around the stone table under the ancient tree at a glance.

Seeing them, Linglong's face changed drastically, and her eyes revealed shock.

She couldn't determine the realm of those three people. Although they were just Primordial Spirit imprints, the pressure in the dark was very terrifying.

"Linglong has met three seniors."

Linglong knew that those three people were Primordial Spirit imprints left by experts of much higher realms than herself, so she didn't dare to be careless, walked out of the coffin, and elegantly performed a salute.

"You are very good. In that era, the Different Dao Sect actually had a talent as amazing as you. The prosperous age has not yet arrived, myths are hard to find, and your aptitude can be considered rare since ancient times."

"Senior is too kind, Linglong's aptitude is dull."

Although Linglong said humble words, her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, obviously she was very confident in her talent.

"Well, that little guy is this old man's disciple. Do you want to accept him as a disciple, do you want to be on the same level as this old man?"

"Linglong wouldn't dare to be on the same level as senior." Linglong was shocked in her heart that the young man actually had such a master, no wonder he would refuse to be her disciple.

Speaking of this, Linglong said to Fu Sheng and the other two: "Three seniors, he wants necromantic Dao arts, even if he doesn't become this junior's disciple, he must at least become a member of our Different Dao Sect, otherwise this technique cannot be passed on, this is the rule left by the founder."

"Rules are set by people, and naturally they can be broken by people."

Fu Sheng said disapprovingly.

"This junior dare not violate the will of the founder." Linglong changed her tone, "But there is another way to solve it. That is, as long as he is willing to be a member of the Different Dao Sect and recognizes this junior as his senior sister, this technique can naturally be taught."

"That's a good idea." Fu Sheng stroked his beard and looked at Jun Wuxie: "Wuxie, what do you think?"

"Necromantic Dao arts, I have not yet made a decision on whether to cultivate it, so I still have to consider it."

Linglong was even more astonished by Jun Wuxie's words. He wasn't even willing to acknowledge a senior sister?

For a Saint King to acknowledge a half-step Saint Ancestor as his senior sister, countless people in the world would laugh themselves awake in their dreams, yet he actually needed to consider it?

Jun Wuxie ignored her and sat down cross-legged on the spot, closing his eyes, like an old monk in meditation.

“Aunt You.”

His primordial spirit had already entered the Eternal Divine Palace.

The noble and elegant Zhuque, exuding majesty, appeared out of thin air before him, her eyes looking at him gently, and said, “Young Master is here for the Necromantic Arts, I presume?”

“It seems Aunt You knows everything.” Jun Wuxie frowned slightly and said, “The main thing is that I haven’t seen the cultivation methods of the Necromantic Arts yet. I don’t know what its cultivation principles and methods are, whether it will conflict with the martial arts I’m currently practicing, and whether it will cause any adverse effects.”

“I heard that Necromantic Arts requires the opening of a dedicated Star Sea, and what I cultivate is the Taiji Star Sea, which balances Yin and Yang. I was planning to refine it into the Taiji Eight Trigrams Star Sea when I have time to increase its power. If I cultivate a third Star Sea, I won’t be able to further transform the Star Sea into the appearance of Taiji Eight Trigrams.”

Listening to Jun Wuxie finish speaking, Zhuque smiled faintly, her eyes gazing at him gently: “Why must you cultivate a third Star Sea?”

“This…” Jun Wuxie was stunned for a moment, then said, “I heard from Martial Aunt Huayi that Necromantic Arts requires Necromantic energy, so it needs a special Yin-attributed Star Sea.”

“That’s right, Necromantic Arts is a special summoning technique, so it naturally needs to cultivate corresponding special Necromantic True Qi.”

Hearing Zhuque say this, Jun Wuxie's expression became solemn, “Yes, so I need Aunt You to give me advice now.”

“Young Master, if you want to cultivate unorthodox arts, then by all means, do so. Unorthodox arts are no small matter. Among them, Necromantic Arts is a technique inherited from extremely ancient times, while Dark Arts was created later. The two are not from the same source, nor are they on the same level, which is why Necromantic Arts is so difficult to cultivate.”

Jun Wuxie was about to speak, but Zhuque continued, “As for the things you are worried about, they are completely unnecessary. The reason why you are worried is because you have not fully seen the essence of all things in the world.”

Jun Wuxie's heart jolted, and he hurriedly said, “Please enlighten me, Aunt You.”