Chapter 244: Unfinished Ties of Dust, Meeting Shaoqin (A combined chapter, with...)

Once, Qin Yi obtained the Longevity Pill from the hands of Qin Kuan.

Later, when she was Lady Ma, she met Lin Ping.

Lin Ping saw at a glance that she had taken the Longevity Pill, and he left behind a painting that allowed her to recognize Jia Xiangjun.

And Jia Xiangjun, in turn, had many entanglements with Heize.

From ancient times to the present, the strange occurrences she has experienced amount to just these three.

Among these three, is there a possibility... that they are one person?

Lin Ping's sword and Heize's God Position Spear hung across the sky.

This was the second time the two had appeared in tandem.

Qin Yi's aged body looked forward, trembling.

After obliterating the remaining Super Warriors, Zhang Shaoqin helped Liu Yuqing up; he looked at the Dao Sword in the sky, his eyes filled with excitement: "Master's Dao Sword."

Yet, amidst the excitement, there was an unconcealable sense of loss.

It was a pity he could not see Master.

Liu Yuqing also took a deep breath: "I underestimated your world, and I underestimated your master.

If your master were placed in our world, he would absolutely be a powerhouse at the level of a Great Heavenly Venerable."

Having fallen for a thousand years, his sword could still easily repel powerful enemies.

Such strength is truly terrifying.

Liu Yuqing had not expected that in this world, he would be able to witness a figure whose Martial Arts were as divine as the Martial Emperor's.

Moreover, there seemed to be some connection between the two, as both had used the Golden Cloud Sword Technique.

In this world, are there really so many coincidences?

Liu Yuqing was silent.

Nearby, Tang Ke, Jie Qiu, and Li Yaqian all breathed a sigh of relief, their eyes shining with wonder.

The power of the Fukong Sect's Super Warriors was shocking.

And Liu Yuqing and Zhang Shaoqin were also incomparably strong.

At this moment, Li Yaqian looked at the spear hovering in the sky, an incredulous expression appearing in her eyes: "This spear... it looks like Heize's God Position Spear?"

Wasn't Heize's God Position Spear just a prop from a movie?

How could it appear in reality, and be so terrifying at that?

Li Yaqian had a close friend who was a die-hard fan of Heize, who had dragged her to watch the movie *Heize*.

She still had a deep memory of the plot in the movie.

At the time, her friend had said that *Heize* was not a movie, but something that had happened in reality, and she had even listed a series of evidence.

For example, the characters in the movie *Heize* could not be found in reality.

At the time, Li Yaqian had only smiled.

In the ancient Dafeng period, there were no cameras.

Now, seeing the God Position Spear standing in the sky, Li Yaqian suddenly wondered, is there a possibility?

That what her friend said was all true?

Without any hesitation, she immediately took out her phone and recorded a video.

She was going to send this video to her friend!

On the other side, above the sky, flowing light shimmered as six gates exuding a mysterious aura finished condensing.

Ancient, profound, and mysterious.

It was as if the most delicious fruit in the world lay within, attracting the attention of everyone present.

The great snake shook its head and wagged its tail, charging toward one of the gates once more.

Clang!

A thin film suddenly appeared over the illusory gate, blocking the great snake outside.

The great snake was unwilling to give up and rammed into it again.

It was as if there were an obstacle on the gate, preventing the great snake from entering.

"Master, we... we should go... that great snake has become a spirit!" Wangyue, carrying the Temple Master on his back, had trembling legs.

The scene before his eyes was simply too terrifying.

At first, he had guessed that his master had brought him here with some sort of reliance to face the terrifying scene before them.

But how could his master, who couldn't even climb the Snow Mountain without being out of breath and needing his support—or even needing to be carried—handle the situation at hand?

"Wangyue, put me down." The Temple Master spoke, staring at the six gates in the sky with unusual calm.

"Alright, I'm exhausted." Wangyue panted, setting the Temple Master down.

Feeling the weight suddenly lift from his back, Wangyue took deep breaths: "Master, this place is too evil, and there are things in the sky?"

The Temple Master smiled: "Wangyue, wait here for me; I will return shortly."

After saying this, to Wangyue's astonishment, the Temple Master moved with the speed of a flying stride, leaping up over ten meters in a single jump, charging directly toward the six gates in the sky.

Wangyue's gaze was dull.

Was this still the same master who had been panting for breath just a moment ago?

Thinking of something, he couldn't help but curse: "Master, I carried you the whole way!"

The Temple Master soared into the sky and leaped into one of the gates.

The film on the gate flashed once and vanished, offering no resistance at all.

The gate he entered disappeared along with the Temple Master, leaving only a carefree laugh echoing across the Snow Mountain.

"The opportunity arises on the Big Snow Mountain; today I finally know who I am!"

"That Daoist?" Li Yaqian was slightly stunned; wasn't that the Daoist she had encountered in the small town?

Liu Yuqing stared at the remaining five Gates in the sky: "I... cannot enter now, Shaoqin, it can only depend on you."

Under the assault on his Divine Soul, he had not yet recovered and could not go to contend for the opportunity, so he could only pin his hopes on Zhang Shaoqin.

Zhang Shaoqin's expression was cold and stern; after nodding, he stepped across the snow and departed.

In the sky, Heize's God Position Spear and Lin Ping's Dao Sword stood tall in the Void, radiating powerful auras.

The two paused for a moment, and finally entered the Gate without obstruction.

The Gates in the sky disappeared by two more, becoming three.

Seeing this scene, a trace of surprise appeared on Zhang Shaoqin's cold face, and he flew toward the Gate.

The Gates in the sky were suddenly reduced to only two.

On the field, many people looked at the remaining two Gates, their eyes filled with longing.

Qin Yi looked at the remaining two Gates, a look of helplessness appearing on her face.

She had a feeling that even if she obtained the opportunity, it would be of little use to her now.

Her current state was truly too poor.

"Cough, cough..."

Qin Yi coughed, looked at the remaining Gates in the sky, sighed despondently, and chose to leave.

Just then, however, a clear voice came: "Lady Ma, long time no see."

Qin Yi's feet were nailed to the snow, and her breathing became rapid.

This form of address was somewhat distant.

"Lin Ping... Immortal?" Qin Yi looked at the figure that had appeared not far away.

The figure was tall and straight, ethereal and otherworldly, and his face seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, making it impossible for one to see his true appearance clearly.

"For so many years, I have troubled you to look after Xiangjun," Lin Chao said.

No matter what, Lin Chao kept Jia Xiangjun's loyalty and affection in his heart and would not let her down.

What's more, when he was Heize, Xiangjun had helped him many times, and she had even waited for a thousand years.

Qin Yi's breathing grew slightly rapid.

As expected.

Lin Ping was him.

Heize was also him.

Qin Kuan... was it him?

"I have a method that can cure the flaws of the Longevity Pill for you, but it requires you to sleep for a thousand years," Lin Chao said slowly.

The Longevity Pill had fallen into Qin Yi's hands, and Qin Yi had also followed the instructions left in Qin Kuan's letter to take care of Qin Kuan's parents in that life.

Later, Qin Yi gave the Longevity Pill to Jia Xiangjun, allowing Xiangjun to live until now.

Since Lin Chao had the strength now, he would naturally help where he could.

After all, there were not many old acquaintances left that he could still see.

Qin Yi bowed, a complex look flashing in her eyes: "Thank you... Immortal."

The Six Gates finally faded and disappeared.

Lin Chao stepped on the snow, and his figure also vanished.

Inside the Gate, a young man in black had delicate features and was extraordinarily handsome; what was most eye-catching were his eyes, which were incomparably bewitching.

His tall, straight body carried a thick scent of blood, as if he had just returned from hell.

At this moment, he sensed something.

The young man in black stood up, a touch of respect appearing on his cold, stern face: "Thank you, Master, for the grace of bestowing the Dao and granting me a spirit."

"Mm," Lin Chao replied.

This young man in black was none other than Heize's God Position Spear.

"From now on, you shall patrol the world together with the Dao Sword."

"As you command."

He waved his large hand and took the young man in black to another place.

As soon as his figure landed, not far away, a lively and cute little girl in green immediately opened her eyes, a cunning look flashing in them: "Greetings, Master."

She stood behind Lin Chao with a respectful look on her face, though she was secretly peeking at Lin Chao.

This girl was the Dao Sword.

The God Position Spear and the Dao Sword had accompanied Lin Chao for a long time.

For the opportunities here, Lin Chao would naturally prioritize the two of them.

He glanced at the two.

The God Position Spear was calm and sparing with words.

The Dao Sword was lively and spirited by nature.

The strength of the two, after the opportunities here, had reached the Great Heavenly Venerable Realm.

Placed in this world, it could be considered top-tier strength.

Of course, to Lin Chao, it counted for nothing.

"You two spirits should cultivate well and stabilize your realms," Lin Chao said, then disappeared.

After a long while, the little girl in green robes looked at the young man in black beside her: "Are you the God Position Spear?"

The young man in black was silent and nodded.

"The appearance is not bad, one ten-thousandth like the Master."

"Do not speak recklessly of the Master." The God Position Spear's voice was cold.

The little girl in green robes rolled her eyes at the God Position Spear, a look of curiosity appearing on her face: "Tell me, what exactly is the Master's identity?

Is he a natural-born Saint?"

The youth in black did not speak.

For spirits like them who had taken human form and awakened their intelligence, they would obtain much information the moment they were born.

He naturally knew that his Master was extraordinary.

"I revere the Master like a god."

The God Position Spear did not guess wildly.

Regardless of anything, that was his master.

The little girl in green stuck out her tongue and continued to cultivate.

Clouds swirled around the mountains.

Zhang Shaoqin sat cross-legged in one spot, digesting the fruit he had just obtained.

The fruit was filled with Spiritual Qi, containing rich energy.

After consuming it, Zhang Shaoqin felt his constitution greatly increase.

However, after a while, a look of disappointment appeared on Zhang Shaoqin's face.

"If I fully refine this fruit, I must discard my cultivation as a Spirit Martial Artist and walk the other path of Immortal Cultivation."

At that time, his strength would increase greatly, far stronger than Liu Yuqing.

But there was one problem: he would no longer be able to cultivate the path of the Spirit Martial Artist that the Master taught him.

"This fruit and I are not fated; what a pity." Without any hesitation, Zhang Shaoqin gave a wave, and the fruit's effects instantly dissipated.

The path of the Spirit Martial Artist founded by the Master—how could it have no successor?

He wanted to walk the Master's path.

He did not believe the Master's path was much weaker than the path of Immortal Cultivation.

It was just that his aptitude was too poor to go very far.

The Master's path could also achieve Shattering the Void.

Zhang Shaoqin felt relieved.

But at this moment, a sigh came from somewhere.

"Shaoqin, you are still the same as before, a foolish child."

Zhang Shaoqin's body stiffened.

This voice!

"Master!"

The Master was still alive!

The Master had not died!

Zhang Shaoqin scanned his surroundings, his excitement overflowing.

Lin Chao's figure appeared at this moment; he raised his eyes and smiled faintly: "No need to look, I am here."

"Master!" Zhang Shaoqin looked at the man not far away.

Even though he had not seen the Master for a thousand years.

Even though he could not even see the face of the person before him clearly.

Yet, he knew that was the Master.

The Master who had granted him a new life and taught him the path of the Spirit Martial Artist.

A teacher for one day is a father for life; he had always viewed Lin Ping as a father.

"I left that opportunity for you, sigh." Lin Chao smiled helplessly.

He also had not expected that when faced with such a heaven-sent opportunity, Zhang Shaoqin would give it up just like that.

Zhang Shaoqin had not yet emerged from the excitement of seeing Lin Chao.

"Master, it is Shaoqin who is foolish." A look of endless self-reproach appeared on Zhang Shaoqin's face.

Lin Chao chuckled.

Zhang Shaoqin was the same as before, not changed in the slightest.

This personality had made the former Lin Ping both pleased and helpless.

"Since you wish to continue walking the path of the Spirit Martial Artist, then... I shall grant your wish."

Lin Chao raised his finger, and a cool aura was transmitted into Zhang Shaoqin's mind.

When he was Lin Pingzhi, Lin Chao had already walked very far on the path of the Spirit Martial Artist, even Shattering the Void.

Later, he experienced Qi Lin, Xiang Long, and Feng Yan.

His strength and insight constantly improved.

He could naturally broaden and strengthen the path of the Spirit Martial Artist.

Moreover, it could also avoid Shattering the Void.

Zhang Shaoqin closed his eyes, accepting the information Lin Chao transmitted to him.

After a long while, he knelt on the ground and knocked his head three times with a thud.

His forehead was covered in red marks.

"Thank you, Master!"

Lin Chao smiled helplessly.

Zhang Shaoqin was good at everything, except that his loyalty was excessive.

"I have imparted to you the insights of a Spirit Martial Artist, as well as the points requiring attention.

The path of a Spirit Martial Artist emphasizes that when water flows, a channel is formed; do not be overly eager for quick success."

"As you command." Zhang Shaoqin nodded.

He naturally kept the words of his master in his heart, never daring to disobey.

Seeming to have sensed something, Zhang Shaoqin's heart tightened: "Shaoqin wishes to wait by Master's side and serve him."

Lin Chao smiled: "Shaoqin, if you stay by my side, it will be very difficult for you to reach the peak of the Spirit Martial Artist path."

A look of disappointment appeared in Zhang Shaoqin's eyes: "Shaoqin understands."

He did not bring it up again.

However, he was not heartbroken.

Knowing that his master was still alive and being able to see him was already enough for him.

Lin Chao glanced at Zhang Shaoqin, and finally vanished.

There were six opportunities in this place.

Five of them had already been seized by others.

There was one more, hidden within the city.

He had gone to see the three for whom he had opened a back door.

As for the old Daoist and the other one, Lin Chao did not go to see them.

At this moment, Lin Chao entered the Big Snow Mountain.

The opportunities of the Big Snow Mountain were those he had bestowed upon others.

But he also had his own opportunities, and they were even more abundant.

He entered, and his figure disappeared from sight.

……

"Shaoqin... how was it?" Liu Yuqing looked at the emerging Zhang Shaoqin, a trace of envy flashing in his eyes.

Unfortunately, he had failed to enter the Gate to compete for resources.

"He must have had a bountiful harvest; this is the first time I've seen such joy on Shaoqin's face," Liu Yao said from the side.

Zhang Shaoqin looked at the few of them, his inner excitement still not calmed: "I did indeed have a harvest."

Liu Yuqing spoke up: "Strange, given Shaoqin's temperament, he wouldn't be like this even if his strength had improved."

Although Liu Yuqing had not known Zhang Shaoqin for long, he understood Zhang Shaoqin's personality quite well.

"Right, Shaoqin, what exactly did you gain?" Liu Yao asked.

Zhang Shaoqin's gaze was calm: "Inside, I obtained a spirit fruit; after consuming and refining it, I might be able to reach the Great Heavenly Venerable Realm that Yuqing spoke of."

Liu Yuqing looked at Na Ke's corpse in the distance: "It's not against the law to whip a corpse, right?"

The Great Heavenly Venerable Realm!

If he hadn't been attacked by Na Ke, perhaps he could have obtained that fruit as well.

When that time came, never mind some big-bottomed senior sister, even the big-breasted beauty master would be his!

Liu Yuqing regretted it immensely.

"However, refining that spirit fruit would exhaust my entire cultivation as a Spirit Martial Artist, so... I gave it up."

"What?"

"What?"

Liu Yuqing and Liu Yao were shocked beyond measure.

"Sigh," Liu Yuqing sighed languidly.

Liu Yao grabbed Zhang Shaoqin's arm, wanting to take a bite: "If I drink your blood now, can I still get that fruit?"

He knew just how powerful the Great Heavenly Venerable Realm was.

According to what Liu Yao said, even the nuclear weapons of this world could not easily wipe out someone at the Great Heavenly Venerable Realm.

Zhang Shaoqin rolled his eyes at Liu Yao: "Shall I go back... and poop it out for you?"

"Get lost!" Liu Yao was furious.

Liu Yuqing said from the side: "Shaoqin is even joking now; inside, he probably didn't just get a single spirit fruit."

Zhang Shaoqin nodded without denying it, and he took a deep breath: "I saw Master."

"What?" Liu Yuqing and Liu Yao's shock was even greater.

Zhang Shaoqin's master, that Immortal Lin Ping... was still alive?

(End of this chapter)