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Chapter 449 - 448: The Quasi-Saints All Give Up, Flat Peaches for the Ancestral Immortals [Second Update]

"What is that?"

Great Ming King showed a look of astonishment.

"Purple Gold Red Gourd?"

Ksitigarbha also revealed a surprised expression, unable to stop himself from looking distantly at the Daoist.

In his hand:

Chaos Qi billowed.

It was indeed concealing something.

But...

"Didn’t the Purple Gold Red Gourd get destroyed during the collapse of the Celestial Court?"

Both Quasi-Saints were puzzled, looking at Diting in confusion.

Though Diting was just a mount, it was a naturally unique creature with special capabilities even some Quasi-Saints couldn’t reach.

It said in a deep voice, "I don’t know why he has the Purple Gold Red Gourd, but what I can confirm is this: the Qilin Emperor fell for his trick, and the Primordial Spirit was sucked into the gourd, leading to his demise."

These words again made Great Ming King and Ksitigarbha’s eyes widen.

"What did you say? The Qilin Emperor fell at his hands?"

The Great Ming King’s face was filled with disbelief, his voice trembling slightly with shock.

Earlier, the aura of a fallen Quasi-Saint appeared.

People speculated it was the Qilin Emperor, but as for which Quasi-Saint was responsible?

No one knew, and there was no time to investigate.

Now Diting said the Qilin Emperor died at the Daoist’s hand?

The shock inside Great Ming King and Ksitigarbha’s hearts can be imagined!

They deeply looked back at that Daoist.

Not lingering any longer, one merged into the cloud sea with Diting, while the other spread their great wings and traversed the sky.

In the blink of an eye,

they vanished into the depths of the starry sky.

"Just missed it."

Lin Heng watched them leave, sighing in relief and also feeling a bit of regret.

The reason for the relief,

was naturally because the great battle was avoided.

Although Lin Heng could now withstand Quasi-Saint power, he also knew it was merely an entry pass to face Quasi-Saints.

If it came to a true life-and-death duel,

he had no chance of winning.

And the reason for the regret,

was naturally because the Great Ming Peacock did not fall for the trap.

"Looks like it was warned by Diting."

"Otherwise, there’s a real chance to suck that peacock into the gourd."

Lin Heng sighed.

Sun Wukong said, "Diting is a unique creature of Heaven and Earth, with a listening capability not at all inferior to the Six-Eared Macaque."

"Plus, it can discern true from false. Though you use Chaos Qi to hide the gourd, it can fool others but is very hard to fool Diting."

Back when the real and fake Monkey King appeared, Sun Wukong specifically went to the Underworld to ask Diting to discern.

Although that time Diting didn’t speak,

Sun Wukong knew that the other had already recognized the transformation of the Six-Eared Macaque.

The reason for not speaking was only because he discovered that the whole scenario of the true and false Monkey King was a scheme by Tathagata.

"It seems, Diting is indeed a trouble."

Lin Heng murmured, silently harboring a killing intent in his heart.

If Diting does not die,

the movements of the Immortal Court might always be grasped by Ksitigarbha.

He considered quietly,

thinking that if the opportunity arose in the future, Diting must first be eliminated!

Sun Wukong withdrew his gaze and turned his attention elsewhere.

There,

Nine Nether Ao’s expression was incredibly unpleasant.

"They really... left?"

"What about that Demon Bell?"

It still wanted to fight for the item and suggested to the Ancient Immortal beside it, "How about we join forces?"

But unfortunately, the Ancient Immortal shook its head, declining politely.

"The Demon Bell is not a necessity for me; it’s not worth the risk."

"Besides, I advise you to put away your thoughts."

"Ksitigarbha and Great Ming King must have detected dangers aside from us, or else they wouldn’t abandon so resolutely."

"Today’s battle should end here."

"Farewell!"

Without waiting for Nine Nether Ao to say anything further, the Ancient Immortal transformed into a wisp of green smoke, disappearing into the starry battlefield on its own.

In an instant,

only Nine Nether Ao was left here.

Its face was sullen and very unwilling.

But reason eventually triumphed over greed.

After a distance-spanning stare with Sun Wukong that traversed millions of miles,

it too chose to leave.

Thus,

this battle that lasted for days, affecting the entire Southern Immortal Realm, shattering multiple levels of the starry sky, finally ended.

As the Quasi-Saints departed one after another,

the living beings in the Southern Immortal Realm collectively sighed in relief.

It was like a sharp knife overhead had vanished.

Everything could breathe again.

However, Lin Heng and Sun Wukong still felt strange, unable to understand why Ksitigarbha and the others suddenly chose to leave.

"Shall we also leave?"

After observing the surroundings, Sun Wukong said.

"Hmm..."

Lin Heng paused for a moment, then said, "Let’s wait a bit."

Just as Sun Wukong was wondering what else he wanted to do, he heard Lin Heng standing in the sky, his voice spreading thousands of miles:

"Friends who helped resist the aftermath of the battlefield earlier, please reveal yourselves."

"These Flat Peaches are my humble token of thanks!"

As he spoke,

a hundred Flat Peaches manifested in the sky.

The exotic fragrance contained within the Innate Spirit Root surged under Lin Heng’s urging, reaching several continents.

Countless divine beings widened their eyes at that moment.

"Flat Peaches?"

"Are they real?"

"After the Celestial Court collapsed, wasn’t the Queen Mother’s Peach Garden destroyed?"

"Rumor has it only a few Peach Trees were divided up, so the Flat Peaches available today should be few."

"But he took out a hundred at once? Isn’t this too extravagant?"

"Why does it feel like a trap?"

Many Immortals doubted, not believing they were real.

However, at that moment, an Ancestral Immortal revealed themselves.

"I am Qi Yuzi of the Longevity Immortal Sect, greeting the Immortal Court Daoist Lord..."

It was a male Immortal, suave and handsome, yet facing Lin Heng, he was a bit tense.

Until Lin Heng smiled and spoke: "I remember you; indeed you helped."

"These Flat Peaches are insufficient to express my gratitude; please don’t disdain them."

After finishing, he waved his hand, and ten Flat Peaches appeared before Qi Yuzi.

As a Ancestral Immortal, Qi Yuzi naturally recognized the true or false of the Flat Peaches and immediately cupped his hands:

"A mere effort, yet I’m bestowed such a generous gift by the Daoist Lord; I truly feel honored."

"Thank you, Daoist Lord!"

He respectfully bowed, and Lin Heng also smiled and returned the courtesy.

"Liuli Qingfeng of Wangyue Immortal Sect, greeting the Daoist Lord!"

Another Ancestral Immortal appeared, a fairy, of unrivaled grace.

Facing Lin Heng, her beautiful eyes were filled with respect.

"Thank you, Fairy, these Flat Peaches come with no sincere intention."

Lin Heng responded with a smile, again distributing ten pieces.

With the lead of these two, the Ancestral Immortals who still had concerns finally set aside their doubts and rushed over one after another.

They were all those who had previously made a move.

Without exception, each received ten Flat Peaches.

The Ancestral Immortals all came to claim their share.

The authenticity of the Flat Peaches naturally went without saying.

This left countless doubting divine beings dumbfounded.

"They’re actually real..."

"Just by helping resist a few meteorites, one could get ten Flat Peaches?"

"Damn, why didn’t that Daoist Lord say earlier? If I had known, I would’ve helped too!"

"Ahhh, I want Flat Peaches too; I’ve never tasted such a treasure before!"

"Who the hell hasn’t..."

"This jealousy might just rupture my Dao heart!"

A countless number of divine beings, at that moment, revealed eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Especially some Ancestral Immortals who never took Lin Heng’s promise seriously; without exception, they all were filled with remorse and regret.

Of course,

this wasn’t just because of the Flat Peaches.

The key point was they missed an excellent opportunity to foster goodwill with the Daoist Lord and Sun Wukong!

This was the real loss!

"Cough, cough, uh, Daoist..."

"Do I get a share?"

Red Boy and Black Bear arrived late, with Black Bear shamelessly extending a hand towards Lin Heng with a smiling face.

"Of course you do."

Lin Heng smiled, just about to offer some, when Sun Wukong suddenly gazed into the distance with surprise:

"Nezha?"