Chapter 1203 - 258: Sword Dao Eleven, Drawing the Sword to the Azure Sky (Part 2)
Chapter 1203: Chapter 258: Sword Dao Eleven, Drawing the Sword to the Azure Sky (Part 2)
The Heaven and Earth Law Manifestation is also like this. Although it can greatly enhance combat power, once cultivated to the True Immortal Realm Tenth Layer, most have the Heaven and Earth Law Manifestation. The higher the realm, the more terrifying the amplification displayed by the Heaven and Earth Law Manifestation!
These ten layers of realm, as Ten Layers Heaven, are difficult to traverse easily. Those who can challenge across realms are top-notch monsters, such as Yue Xi before us.
“Not bad, you’ve made great progress.”
Wei Hongye’s figure flew to Yue Xi’s side and said softly.
She wore plain white, appearing dignified and elegant. Compared to Yue Xi’s grandeur, she seemed more like a transcendent Fairy.
Hearing her praise, Yue Xi looked up at Emperor Sword Cliff, her eyes scanned a large distance from her name upward until she saw the three characters for Wei Hongye.
She slightly pursed her lips, steadied her trembling hand, and said to Wei Hongye, “Thank you, sister, for accompanying me.”
“You have great talent, continue to strive hard when you return.”
Wei Hongye smiled and said.
Yue Xi nodded, looked again at the crowd on the opposite side of Emperor Sword Cliff, but did not see that figure. With a slight regret in her eyes, she promptly dismissed such thoughts, turned around, and returned together with Wei Hongye.
Upon returning to her courtyard, Yue Xi summoned her steward to send a message to that courtyard.
In no time, her steward returned, his expression somewhat strange, and said respectfully:
“Fairy, the steward of Leisurely People’s Courtyard said that Hao left the mountain a few days ago.”
“Left the mountain?”
Currently caressing the sword blade in the pavilion on the lake in her courtyard, Yue Xi slightly focused her gaze and asked, “Where did he go?”
“This was not mentioned. After all, Hao is a disciple of the Heavenly Institute; his whereabouts cannot be disclosed.”
Yue Xi’s eyes flickered and said nothing more, just closed her eyes.
The steward saw her demeanor and knew it was time for him to retreat, so he quietly withdrew.
…
In Heart Inquiry Floating City.
The vast square, compared to a year ago, now seemed much more empty.
This ancient city had long since declined; few travelers passed through, far from the bustling scene when various forces came here to recruit disciples.
Today, the towering Heart Inquiry Tower stands in the square, occasionally a figure wanders inside, verifying their Dao Heart.
And at the edge of the square, there is a small mound.
Two figures lean against a tree sitting on the mound top, before them is a chasm-like cliff, shrouded in mist, now having more smoke dispersing in that mist.
Cooking smoke curls upward; Li Hao is roasting meat.
Beside him, a limp-legged old man is smoking heavily.
The two may appear idle in their actions, but there is a hidden line threading through the mist in front of them.
Soon, the fragrant aroma permeated, Li Hao handed a piece of roasted dragon liver to the old man, saying, “Old Han, still no movement?”
For the past half year, Li Hao has come here whenever he has free time to compete in fishing with him.
It’s rare to meet a fishing companion more skilled than himself, and adding the talk of the Dragon Sparrow, Li Hao has yet to catch one and certainly cannot leave empty-handed only to never return, making sleepless nights.
After six months of interaction, although the limp-legged old man is hard to get along with and speaks little, Li Hao’s random culinary efforts on the side somewhat opened his chatterbox, getting to know his surname is Han, but his full name remains unknown.
“Hmph, are you not the same?”
Old Han gave a soft snort, accepted the dragon liver and began enjoying it unceremoniously.
He snapped open his wine gourd, the roasted meat complemented the wine, making it more enjoyable with each bite.
“Ah, delightful.”
Half a dragon liver consumed, paired with his home-brewed fine liquor, he slightly squinted his eyes, unknowingly showing a few moments of pleasure on his face.
Li Hao started eating beside him; this Dragon Demon is of True Immortal Realm, hunted in the wilderness outside Futu City, its taste quite good.
“Pass me the wine.”
Li Hao said casually.
Old Han long accustomed, did not mind, and casually handed the wine gourd to Li Hao.
He eats Li Hao’s grilled meat, Li Hao drinks his wine, somewhat making it a fair exchange.
Li Hao wiped the wine nozzle, then tilted his head, pouring the fragrant liquid into his mouth.
Old Han glanced at him, snorted softly, took back the wine gourd, and directly drank from it himself.
“Your fishing skills are too rusty, still halted at the initial stage of Entering Dao, not yet grasping the true essence of fishing.”
Old Han said faintly.
“Oh?”
Li Hao showed interest, saying, “Then what is the true essence of fishing?”
“All things can be fished, Immortal Divine, demons and the Ten Thousand Clans… including time and years!”
Old Han squinted his eyes and said.
Li Hao casually asked, but upon hearing this, felt as if his mind resonated like a bell, a tremor sensation of enlightenment throughout his body.
Including time and years?
In Li Hao’s mind, he repeatedly pondered, years and time… how to fish time?
What thing could draw time?
Countless thoughts flashed by, but eventually, he seemed to suddenly comprehend that perhaps, only his fishing hook could draw time.
This time encompasses the time of heaven and earth, as well as the time of sentient beings.
All things are like fish flowing in their respective time rivers; when hooked, they are pulled out of their time river, entering another trajectory, or at its end…
The dragon meat in Li Hao’s mouth seemed tasteless; his mind fully immersed in the collision of countless thoughts, eyes unknowingly closing.
Letting those thoughts spread and reverberate in his mind.
The Chaos Divine Fire burning in front of him in the bonfire flickered and departed, leaving only the aroma of grilled meat diffused in the air.
Meanwhile, the hidden line Li Hao embedded in the mist vanished, completely disappeared.
The mist quietly dispersed; a gentle breeze blew, brushing past the youth’s hair shadow beneath the tree.
Beside him, Old Han, who was swallowing with a drink, suddenly shifted one eye towards Li Hao, halting his drinking motion.