Chapter 3505: 1724: I Wish to Mourn Shennong, Near Death Can Sacrifice the Rampaging Body

Chapter 3505: 1724: I Wish to Mourn Shennong, Near Death Can Sacrifice the Rampaging Body

Chapter 3505: Chapter 1724: I Wish to Mourn Shennong, Near Death Can Sacrifice the Rampaging Body

Mournful Emperor realm.

After the initial rain, the air is filled with the fresh scent of vegetation, making even the smell of mud seem fragrant.

In this deserted world, the sound of joyous celebration is everywhere.

The chubby little Bei Huai run around with their tiny feet pattering, chasing each other, making the world appear full of vitality.

“Someone has reached the ‘Medicine’ Vital Power…”

Under the ancient japonicum, accompanied by a soft voice, a shadow gathers.

White-clothed and barefoot, hands behind his back, Bei Huai turns his head upon hearing, his gaze traveling upwards.

The shadow behind him casts no shade, only a black robe.

Standing three meters tall, beneath the large hood there are no facial features, just two glimmering will-o-wisps.

The skeletal hand under the sleeves still grips that long-handled black scythe, resting on his shoulder.

It’s unclear where he looks, or what he refers to.

“Power of Medicine Ancestor?”

After speaking, seeing the black robe unmoved, Bei Huai calmly continues:

“The Shengshen Continent is full of talents, your legacy isn’t rare, just enough for someone to follow the clues and cultivate some power.”

“You rarely show up, lately you’ve been out quite a lot.”

He implies.

Guess something is amiss, drawing you out, care to explain?

The black robe didn’t vanish immediately this time, pausing longer, a voice ethereally emanates from somewhere on his form:

“Neither someone familiar, nor known.”

Bei Huai paused, interest rising in his eyes, “Xu Xiaoshou? He indeed cultivated the Life Upanishad, most likely to reach Power of Medicine Ancestor.”

The black robe remains silent.

Bei Huai understood.

Silence implies acknowledgment, confirming it’s Xu Xiaoshou.

Yet for it to prompt such behavior, it means Xu Xiaoshou obtained Power of Medicine Ancestor without him knowing?

“Super Taoization, Visible Ancestor…” Bei Huai pondered, “Seems you should be meeting him rather than me?”

Still silent.

Bei Huai understood, some unexpected events occurred, leading to “Super Taoization, Visible Ancestor” not realized.

“Path huh?”

Bei Huai asked, questioning what Xu Xiaoshou comprehended.

If Xu Xiaoshou mastered Life Path Taoization, on the verge of Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor on this path, the threat would be significant.

If not…

The black robe shows no change, voice calmly transmits:

“Not Path, but technique near Path.”

Not Path, just cultivated a life spiritual technique?

What kind of spiritual technique would awaken him, bringing him out to warn?

Bei Huai thought for a while, fruitless, yet indifferently said:

“Technique near Path, cannot reach Godhood.”

“He’s gone astray, can’t seal as Ancestral God, cultivating these is pointless.”

After saying, he paid no more attention to the black robe, leaning comfortably at the tree.

Patting the cute head of a carrot-like Bei Huai sprouting, he casually pulled out “Beihuai’s Life Research Diary” and “Record Manual of Bei Huai.”

“Diary” and “Manual,” are more crucial, surpassing Xu Xiaoshou in importance.

Lately, Bei Huai feels he’s found a replacement for Greedy the Cat Spirit…

Oh no!

Let’s put it this way.

I’m just about to reclaim what’s rightfully mine.

“Aba aba…”

The carrot-like Bei Huai planted in the ground, topped with three green leaves, eyes round, mouth opening and closing, emitting meaningless syllables.

Bei Huai paid no heed, swish swish swish writing in the “Diary,” finally leaving a heap of data in the “Manual.”

After a long while, he looks up, asking the void:

“If Xu Xiaoshou cultivated the Life Great Path Taoization, and met you, would you choose him or me?”

After asking, he turned his head to look, eyes calm, as if discussing a common matter.

Black robe remains.

Surprisingly hasn’t left.

This time, instead of choosing silence, he unhesitatingly responds:

“You.”

Bei Huai’s lips curled, as if laughing.

He tucked the pen into the paper, closed the “Manual” in hand, gently petting the cute carrot-like Bei Huai on the ground, gaze wandering again to the distant sky, murmuring absentmindedly:

“I kind of prefer you choose him.”

“I, have waited a long time…”

The black robe offered no reply, fading away, completely disappearing.

The “Manual” rests on Bei Huai’s lap, as his upper body leisurely reclines against the tree trunk, a gentle breeze blowing between the cliffs, flipping the book’s pages.

“Ah Le,” “Ah Ya,” “Ah Mei,” “Ah Qi,” “Ah Shou”…

Names quickly flip past.

The wind read through all past records’ data, rapidly flipping through the blank pages, also taking the last page along.

That seems like a project awaiting initiation?

All the data records above are empty, only the starting name filled in blank.

“Name: Divine Farmer Hundred Grass.”

“This bizarre magic and life attribute, somewhat connected?”

Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou taking cover in the Nine Death Thunder Calamity, bathing in thunder, pondering with a hand on his chin.

The Nine Death Thunder Calamity ushers in mid-stage climax.

All passed in a row, this must be the fourth or fifth calamity.

Damage isn’t high, only making the whole body tingly.

The force of life emerging after calamity stirred Xu Xiaoshou, sparking new thoughts:

“Yet ‘Transformation’ itself indeed altered my life form.”

“Whether it’s second true body or bizarre magic, they’ve deepened based on this foundation, practically a legacy from Medicine Ancestor.”

“It’s just unfortunate, only mastering its form, not its essence… If through bizarre magic the essence of life could be deduced, the Life Dao Disc wouldn’t even need ignition, Taoization would be feasible!”

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