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Chapter 129

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There were also quite a few loose cultivators who were happily eating their melons without a word.

They even called friends and companions, traveling together to Huashan, hoping to watch a live broadcast on the spot.

All in all.

The already rather lively Huashan Sword Discussion.

With the spread of this news, became even more lively.

The story splits into two threads.

Taohuadao, secret chamber.

Huang Yaoshi gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.

If anyone were present, they would surely be unable to help widening their eyes and cry out in shock!

Because.

The breath Huang Yaoshi exhaled did not disperse the moment it left his mouth.

Instead, it shot forth like a white sharp sword.

Swiftly sinking into the wall of the secret chamber.

At the same time, those opened eyes even flashed with a terrifying glint.

It looked incomparably terrifying, causing one to unconsciously hold their breath!

Of course.

These were not the most important things.

The most important thing was.

At this moment, the aura surrounding Huang Yaoshi had actually reached the Earthly Immortal Realm!!

One must know.

Before this.

Even though he was crowned with the title of Eastern Heretic, one of the Five Absolutes.

His true cultivation was only at early-stage Peerless!

Even when in closed-door cultivation.

He was merely at mid-stage Peerless.

And now.

How long had it been?

He had actually leapt across late-stage Peerless, the peak of Peerless, and arrived at the Earthly Immortal Realm!

If this were to spread.

The entire jianghu would surely be shocked by it!

However, if one were to look carefully and understand.

It would also seem perfectly reasonable.

Although Huang Yaoshi's strength among the Five Absolutes could not even rank first.

His talent and brilliance truly and genuinely suppressed the other four Absolutes by more than a head!

Because compared to the other four Absolutes.

Only Huang Yaoshi's Wu Gong was created by himself!

It was only that he later walked into a misconception, which led to slow cultivation advancement.

Otherwise.

He would absolutely have been able to suppress the other four Absolutes and seize the throne of first!

And not long ago.

The exposure of the Heavenly Dao Golden List opened the door to a new world for him.

It also made him determined to continue creating his own cultivation method!

What he did not know was.

To break through from the Peerless Realm to the Earthly Immortal Realm.

Besides converting all of one's true Qi entirely into true Yuan.

The most important thing was still to walk one's own path!

Or to cultivate predecessors' martial arts and walk out one's own path!

Although the two were the same.

Obviously, the former, whether in potential or in the enhancement of cultivation, was far greater!

Precisely because of this.

He was able to break through several realms in succession in such a short time!

"I've been in closed-door cultivation for some days now, I wonder how Rong'er is doing?"

He rose and stretched his limbs a bit.

A smile that could not be hidden hung at the corner of Huang Yaoshi's mouth.

Even the gloom between his brows had dissipated quite a bit at this moment.

However.

His smile had not lasted long before it slowly faded.

Because.

His heartache, his little padded jacket, had once again disappeared!

He raised a hand and rubbed his somewhat aching forehead.

Huang Yaoshi sighed, his face full of helplessness.

He read through the contents of the Heavenly Dao Golden List in detail.

He casually took the intelligence report handed over by the mute servant.

Upon seeing the news of the Huashan Sword Discussion.

His brow eased slightly, and he laughed soundlessly.

He knew.

His little cotton jacket definitely couldn't sit still and would go join the excitement.

Having a target in mind.

Huang Yaoshi didn't linger any longer.

He hurried off swiftly toward the direction of Huashan.

The way he was.

Simply wrung the heart of a doting father dry.

Great Song Imperial Palace, Imperial Kitchen.

"Hmm? Huashan Sword Discussion?"

"Looks like this old beggar will have to go without these delicacies for quite a while again, what a shame."

He tossed the chicken bone aside casually.

Hong Qigong, covered in patches from head to toe, sucked on his oily fingers.

He let out a sigh, somewhat reluctant to part.

He cast a lingering glance at the delicacies around him.

He rose and left the imperial palace.

What he didn't know was.

In a corner he couldn't see.

A pair of eyes was watching him leave.

Great Qin, Xianyanggong.

"This fellow... really does repay even the slightest grudge."

Listening to Zhang Han's report.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

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