Chapter 1219: Demoness: How Talented Are You? (2)

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As he spoke, he took a step forward.

In an instant, immortal intent burst forth.

A mysterious aura extended from under his feet.

The road that was originally covered by weeds reappeared.

The surrounding flowers bloomed. It was unfathomable.

Hong Yuye looked at the road in deep thought.

Jiang Hao took the umbrella from her hands, and they headed overseas.

The carriage had already disappeared.

Next year, the spirit beast pulled the carriage away.

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Overseas, Mu Longyu frowned.

At that moment, he was standing on a water pillar.

The Heavenly Kings had gathered for a meeting. There were only eleven of them.

All these years, they had only discussed one thing, and that was the preparations they had to make to become immortals.

They had done a lot of planning and tests to make sure that nothing went wrong.

Even when others wanted to stop them, they could not because the eleven kings had worked together.

As for what would happen on the big day, no one knew.

But they still made preparations and cooperated with many people in the hopes that nothing would go wrong on that day.

“We only have six years left. Are you ready?” asked Mu Longyu.

When he returned, he had twenty-four years. Many years had passed since then. They only had six more years of waiting.

Time was running out, and they could not help but feel nervous.

“How far has Hai Luo recovered?” Meng Lanling asked.

“First stage of the Immortal Ascension Platform. In the later stages, they say we might have to use unconventional methods,” said Mu Longyu. “Saint Bandits are doing all they can. Hai Luo has agreed to it too.”

“Do you think it’ll fail?” asked King Taomu.

“It’s possible, but Hai Luo says he feels fine.” Mu Longyu sighed.

Time was of the essence, and everyone was gambling with whatever they had.

After all, no one knew if that mysterious person would appear in the end. They were not sure if all this would even work.

But it was the only hope they had.

So far, they were still looking for other options, but they had no leads.

If there was a way, why would they rely on someone unpredictable?

“The Saint Bandits are acting a little strange,” said a low voice.

The others agreed. The Saint Bandits had been acting strange.

They were deeply concerned about Hai Luo’s recovery when they had refused to help before.

They worked so hard as though they were the ones trying to raise their own cultivation.

It naturally made the kings wary, so they tried to find out the reason.

However, they could find nothing.

For all intents and purposes, the Saint Bandits were truly helping Hai Luo wholeheartedly. They seemed to have no hidden agenda.

How was that possible?

“Is it because of that person who wants to help us become immortals?” asked another female Heavenly King.

“Even then, why would they agree to help him? Or… is it because there is a great benefit for them if they help us become immortals?” Meng Lanling asked.

She looked at King Taomu.

Everyone felt the same.

“I’ve only heard rumors about it, so I can’t be sure,” said King Taomu.

Everyone quietly waited for him to continue.

“The Twelve Heavenly Kings have never become immortals before. This is about to happen for the first time in history. Everyone now knows that the Great Era War is about to arrive, but no one knows how it’ll arrive. Some feel that an unprecedented event is needed to set it into motion… something that has never been done before. They believe it is needed to pave the way to usher in a new era. The Saint Bandits clearly understand this. Maybe that’s why this is extremely important to them,” said King Taomu.

Everyone fell silent. If that was really the case, then it would be even more difficult for them to become immortals.

They would become the vanguard to pierce through the last layer of obstacles to usher in a new era.

The pressure was too great.

“Everything else is almost ready. All we need is for Hai Luo to recover. When will that person appear?” asked a low voice.

“I’m not sure.” Mu Longyu shook his head. “There’s no news from him.”

“What about the person who gave you the news before?”

“I don’t know where he is anymore.”

Everyone felt helpless, but all they could do was wait.

Since things had come to this, there was no turning back.

A year passed. There were five more years to go.

The Twelve Heavenly Kings gathered for a meeting again.

The first question they asked was about Hai Luo’s recovery.

“Second stage of the Immortal Ascension Platform.”

After that, they waited for the next year. There were four more years to go.

They gathered again.

Hai Luo had reached the fourth stage of the Immortal Ascension Platform.

After that, they gathered again when there were three more years left.

Mu Longyu informed everyone that Hai Luo had a last attempt to reach the final stage. He reminded everyone to be mentally prepared for the big thing.

When there were only two years left, Mu Longyu came with some bad news.

Hai Luo had broken through but gotten stuck at the sixth stage because his aura had become unstable.

He could go berserk at any moment and urgently needed the Profound Divine Pill. Otherwise, everything would be in vain.

In the same year, Mu Longyu asked for a Profound Divine Pill from Mr. Tao of the Heavenly Tower. The twelve Heavenly Kings were willing to pay any price.

In the last year till the deadline, Hai Luo made it to the eighth stage of the Immortal Ascension Platform. He only had a final stage to reach.

At the edge of the sea, Jiang Hao stood in place for a long time. He had just opened his eyes.

“It’s almost time…”

He had been away for fifteen years. He was sixty-nine years old already.

Rain lightly drizzled in Spring. It was already early March.

The moment he saw the sea, he felt the vastness of the world and a new path.

The line where the mountains met the sea made him feel the enormous vastness of the world.

This realization had taken him almost a year.

He felt like he had just woken up.

When he was fifty, he had only twenty-four years to live.

He was sixty-nine years old at the moment, and he still had seven years to live. The Mountain Sea Seal had bought him some extra time.

“Aren’t we going forward?” Hong Yuye asked.

Jiang Hao looked at the endless sea ahead. “Is there no turning back once we go in?”

“Are you afraid?” she asked.

“Yes,” Jiang Hao said with a smile. “I’m just an ordinary person. How can I not fear death? I have never dreamed of achieving anything great from the time I was born. I just wanted to live.”

“Even now?” Hong Yuye asked as she put the umbrella away.

“Yes.” Jiang Hao nodded. “I’ve never had lofty ambitions, nor did I ever consider myself a genius of the era. The reason why I became a Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator at such a young age is not because of talent, but luck. If this luck were given to someone else, perhaps they would be stronger than I. Perhaps they wouldn’t be trapped in their sect. Perhaps they would have already made a name for themselves. Perhaps they would have reached the clouds. Perhaps they would have become the protagonist of this era. But… I can’t. I just want to live. I don’t want to take big risks.”

Jiang Hao took a step forward into the endless sea and walked down the path of no return.

“If you’re afraid, why are you moving forward?” Hong Yuye followed beside him.

“Senior, have you heard of that saying?” Jiang Hao sighed.

“Which saying?” Hong Yuye asked.

“Live to die.” Jiang Hao looked ahead with determination.

He was not fearless, but this was his only choice.

Since that was the case, he could not hesitate.

He could feel the weakening of the Mountain Sea Merit Cauldron. He had seen the chaos in the South.

All the major sects were running around trying to set things right.

If the South was this way, other places might be in turmoil too.

He had no choice.

On the way, he had seen Chu Chuan, but he had not made his way to him.

He only watched as Chu Chuan fought with a demonic beast that crawled out of the ground.

In the past three months, he had been on the verge of death several times, but he had survived each time.

Jiang Hao had not made a move. He just watched.

That was Chu Chuan’s path. His ambition was so lofty that it was almost impossible to achieve.

But Chu Chuan had seen a glimmer of hope and rushed in. Jiang Hao had seen that hope too, so he did not help him.

Only by enduring hardships like these could he achieve what he had always wanted.

Hong Yuye asked him what Chu Chuan wanted to do in the future.

Jiang Hao told her that he wanted to be an opponent worthy enough for the one with the Heavenly Dao Foundation establishment.

Hong Yuye did not say anything. She only asked, “Is it because of love?”

Jiang Hao shook his head. It might not be that.

“How talented are you?” Hong Yuye asked.

“Just average, I think,” Jiang Hao said. “There are many people with a talent like mine.”

“Is that so?” Hong Yuye said softly.

She looked at him and lowered her head in thought. She could clearly see the immortal intent emanating from him.

The immortal intent was like a restless breath. It stirred and surged.

He was not inferior to other immortals.

If he was given another twenty years, perhaps…

Hong Yuye followed beside him and headed into the sea.

This would be the final path to immortality.