novelraw Chapter 378 - 332
Chapter 378 - 332
Many people within the Array heard the conversation between the two, and piecing together the context, they began to guess that both the red-clothed deviant and Lan Tian were not from this planet.Oh my god, they had inadvertently overheard an incredible secret. Fear mingled with exhilaration; there were other planets in the universe with human existence – no, should say, with Immortals existing.
Mr. Ji looked toward Mr. Mo, his gaze full of implications, as if to say, is your granddaughter really from another planet?
Mr. Mo rolled his eyes without paying attention to him. Surrounded and trapped here, it was unclear whether it was life or death on the line, and still he had the mind for gossip.
Hua Kongque, Zhang Shenjing, Wu Zongyu, and a few others looked towards Mo Junhua, seemingly asking, your wife is an extraterrestrial?
Mo Junhua’s cool expression emitted a "Strangers Keep Out" vibe, and the air around him grew even several degrees colder, causing everyone to shiver involuntarily, daring not look at him any longer.
The red-robed monk was furiously enraged, wishing he could slap Lan Tian to death. Having cultivated into the Mahayana Realm, he only possessed two Spiritual Artifacts and had only heard of Spiritual Treasures and Immortal Artifacts. Indeed, his sect had one, but it was a legacy left by the ancestors to intimidate the other sects and was impossible for them to give to him.
Yet here was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, who had just stepped into the threshold of Cultivation, and her family had even prepared an Immortal Artifact for her. Reflecting on his own Foundation Establishment, when the sect gave him a mid-grade Xuan-level Magic Artifact, he had been so happy for days. Uneasiness grew wildly within him, like rampant weeds.hey’ll still struggle at the bottom, flattering and pleasing you for cultivation resources. What’s more important, talent or heritage?’ Hearing the ancestor’s words was better than reading ten thousand books, it felt like drinking the essence of millennia, comfortable from head to toe. So, being reborn is also a skill, when you’re born into a good family you have everything. Therefore, when I heard those sour remarks later on, I simply ignored them." Lan Tian spread her hands and looked sideways with a lordly air of disdain, her arrogance unpleasant to behold.
The red-robed monk, also from a Cultivation Family, couldn’t help but think back to his own unsavory past. Originally a collateral descendant, due to his Single Fire Spirit Root and outstanding talent, he was sent to the old house to cultivate. He thought that with his talent, the elders in the old house would surely scramble to take him as a disciple and provide him with various resources – Nascent Soul, Divinity Transformation, Cave Void, Mahayana, and crossing the tribulation to ascend to the Immortal World. However, reality slapped him in the face. No matter how good his talent was, what difference did it make if an elder took him as a disciple? True Lineage descendants in the old house still treated him as a servant, scolding him at will, and never left him any dignity in front of outsiders.
Seeing the red-robed monk’s aura becoming chaotic again, with surrounding spiritual energy swirling restlessly as if on the verge of going berserk, Lan Tian flipped her hand and a bundle of talismans flew over; she truly wasn’t heartbroken, for they were all low-level talismans, piled into mountains in her Sleeve Universe, incapable of injuring the red-robed monk but just to harass him.
Watching batch after batch of talismans being thrown over, the red-robed monk didn’t wave them away anymore; low-level talismans were of no use to him. Yet seeing Lan Tian’s careless attitude was like seeing that True Lineage Sister once again, that disdainful, disgusted look in her eyes every time she saw him as if she had seen something filthy. A wicked fire surged from the depths of his heart, and a voice in his head kept saying, tear her apart; once you tear her apart, there will be no one left to look down on him.