Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Chapter 1942: Chapter 1519: The People from the Heavenly Joy Pavilion and the Immortal Clan Start the War, Beginning the Response to the Calamity_2 Chapter 1942: Chapter 1519: The People from the Heavenly Joy Pavilion and the Immortal Clan Start the War, Beginning the Response to the Calamity_2 Jiang Hao wondered if the Holy Master was a man in disguise as a woman?

It didn't seem so.

So, the one who has been supporting him all this time was Xian Mei?

Feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Where has the good Brother gone?

Doesn't that mean there will only be Red Dragon as a Brother in the future?

He felt even more uncomfortable.

A good Brother gone, and the useless Brother became even more useless.

Then Jiang Hao's gaze shifted to the Spirit Master, who was indeed the Saint Bandits.

The two of them had a good relationship.

However, the current Heaven Lock from the Saint Bandits was still incomplete.

But there were signs of progress.

It seems that after the war with the Immortal Clan started, the embryonic form of Heaven Lock had begun to emerge.

Later, the Saint Bandits would confront the Holy Master, and eventually, the Holy Master would be sealed, followed by the Saint Bandits being sealed, the Ancestral Dragon dying, and the Human Emperor perishing.

The Xuanyuan Clan also lost their inheritance rune.

“Have you finished counting?” Suddenly, the Saint Bandits spoke up.

With this, the Holy Master sat back down and asked Jiang Hao, “So tell me, are you breaking your left leg today or your right leg?”

Jiang Hao calmly said, “Both legs are broken.”

Hearing that, the Holy Master burst out laughing.

However, before she could finish laughing, Jiang Hao suddenly reached out and knocked.

Crack!

Crack!

Both legs were instantly broken.

Holy Master: “….”

“You see, I calculated it correctly,” Jiang Hao said calmly.

Holy Master: “….”

This was unexpected for her, what a ruthless person.

Luckily his cultivation wasn't high.

Otherwise, she would've felt an inexplicable sense of danger.

“Next time we meet, perhaps I'll also do a reading for the fairy guard,” Jiang Hao said calmly.

I'll do a reading for Brother when I go back.

The Holy Master spoke without concern, “Sure, let's see what kind of divination you can come up with. How long could you live if I weren't to seek you out?

Do you really think we're at your beck and call?

If it weren't for everyone saying you're accurate, do you think we would bother coming?”

“Do the two of you want a reading?” Jiang Hao asked.

By that time, his legs were already healed.

It was just a bit of fun earlier, nothing serious.

“We'll do it,” said the Saint Bandits. “I want to see if my ideal can be realized.”

Jiang Hao passed the Divination Tube to the other.

Then the Saint Bandits shook it, and soon a bamboo stick fell out.

It was written with, a faint light, unable to break through the heavy darkness.

Seeing the words, the Holy Master scoffed, “A subpar divination.”

The content was very straightforward, no interpretation needed.

The Saint Bandits placed a storage bag in front of Jiang Hao: “Master, how would you interpret this?”

“A faint light, unable to break through the heavy darkness, a grand ideal, lights up the world,” Jiang Hao said seriously, after picking up the storage bag. “A top-notch divination, congratulations Friend Xing.”

The Saint Bandits turned to the Holy Master and smiled, “See? A top-notch divination.”

“Are you taking money to say nice things?” the Holy Master asked reproachfully. “This isn't fortune-telling, this is buying peace of mind with spirit stones.”

“Do you want to give it a try?” Jiang Hao asked.

“Give it a try then,” the Holy Master said, looking at Jiang Hao. “Tell me when I can beat him.”

Jiang Hao thought for a moment and asked, “In what aspect? Cultivation, or background?”

“Either is fine, as long as I can surpass him by a head,” the Holy Master said.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao asked her to shake the bamboo tube.

After a few shakes, a bamboo stick fell out.

The Holy Master immediately picked it up to look, it read: sun, moon, and stars.

“What does it mean?” she asked.

Jiang Hao frowned slightly, shook his head, seeming quite emotional.

Seeing Jiang Hao like this made the Holy Master frustrated.

Then she presented a storage bag and said, “Speak well with all your might.”

Seeing this, Jiang Hao took the storage bag and said:

“The universe is vast, sun, moon, and stars, the boundless world, the Tao reigns supreme.

A top-notch divination.”

“Does that mean my future is destined to surpass him?” the Holy Master asked.

Jiang Hao smiled and remained silent.

Saint Bandits got a bit curious: “What does she have to surpass me? In terms of cultivation, she's not as good as me; in creativity, she's not as good as me; in background, she's not as good as me.

Don't be misled by her appearance, she's weak beyond belief.

The Human Emperor used three moves because he couldn't bear to make her cry.

With so many opportunities, she's just wasting her cultivation.”

“Are you saying I'm worse than a dog?” the Holy Master challenged.

“That's not necessarily the case. Dogs certainly can't reach your level, but is it something to be proud of being slightly better than a dog?” Saint Bandits asked curiously.

In an instant, the Holy Master's expression heated up.

The two figures transformed into streaks of light and collided high above.

Jiang Hao shook his head at this; the two of them seemed to have a good relationship.

However, the transformation from a brother figure to a sister figure was something he found hard to accept.

Could there be some issue later on? Did the Holy Master have a gender problem?

Otherwise, how could she have the audacity to be a man?

Jiang Hao pondered for a moment, feeling that the thoughts of the powerful were incomprehensible.

Perhaps, to the powerful, these things didn't matter at all.

Gender wasn't all that important.

Jiang Hao simply couldn't do it.

Afterward, the Daoist Temple returned to peace.

Jiang Hao continued to sit in his original spot.

As time passed, he noticed that threads of karma were appearing above the Daoist Temple.

They began to resonate with those on his body.

The two thousandth year.

Jiang Hao felt that he was now completely unable to leave this place.

During this period, the Blue-skirted Fairy had visited once, bringing a young man with her.

It was Xuanyuan Ping'an.

His innate talents were insufficient, yet he was well-versed in literature.

He had an incomprehensible understanding of the changes in the world.

If his talents had been sufficient, he would undoubtedly have been a powerful figure.

Yet it seemed like he did not intentionally cultivate much.

He was also very polite to Jiang Hao.

Moreover, he had lines upon him.

The three thousandth year.

The world was still stable at this time, the earth at peace.

But on this day, Xuanyuan Ping'an came looking for Jiang Hao.

“Teacher, may I ask you a question?” he inquired.

“Go ahead,” said Jiang Hao.

“Since I was young, I've known I was not ordinary, possessing an extraordinary sense of the changes in the mountains and rivers.

My father also often praised me, but he said I was born in the wrong era, whereas I feel I was born in the right one,” Xuanyuan Ping'an said to Jiang Hao: “I have a feeling that my days are numbered, and I do not wish to live on my knees. But I have sensed something else.

It seems that my mother is also about to face her calamity.

I would like to ask if there is any chance of survival, Teacher.”

Jiang Hao looked at the person in front of him, somewhat surprised.

The man's cultivation was not high, but…

He had a sense of harmony with the world.

“Although I do not know who you are, Teacher, I can sense that you are different.

It's a feeling that doesn't belong to everything else around.

Teacher must be extraordinary.

There must be things about Teacher that others cannot understand,” Xuanyuan Ping'an looked at Jiang Hao: “Your days, Teacher, I sense, are also few. I feel that both you and I will draw a conclusion in this impending disaster.”

“Do you know how your mother will face her calamity?” Jiang Hao asked.

“Soon, it will be soon,” replied Xuanyuan Ping'an.

Jiang Hao frowned as he considered the person before him.

How could the other have seen through these things, which he himself could not?

Was it because he was not his true body, or was it because the manifestation of the Tao is more profound?

Jiang Hao did not provide a clear answer.

The other party also left.

The three thousand five hundredth year.

The world trembled.

Jiang Hao sensed an indescribable force.

The Nine Nether had appeared.

Not only that, but the Nine Nether began to descend.

That vast presence covered a part of the heavens and earth, with countless people suffering damage from the Nine Nether.

Afterward, there was a thunderous roar, and the Tao emerged in full force.

The Human Emperor made his move.

In an instant, the earth collapsed, and the Dao withered.

The war between the Immortal Clan and the people from the Heavenly Joy Pavilion formally began.

Jiang Hao also felt that everything around him was enveloping him.

He too was about to face his calamity.

His adversary would soon appear.

He had thought he might see those people again, but it was a pity that there was no such opportunity.

Having only been here for a brief three thousand years, he feared he would not have the chance to witness how the Human Emperor would fall.

At this time, Dao Er returned.

He brought back two people with him, one was the Blue-skirted Fairy, the other Xuanyuan Ping'an.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Hao was slightly surprised; they seemed to have been captured.

Dao Er threw the people to the ground and said: “The Human Emperor trusted me too much, and in the end, his wife and child fell into my hands.

How will he respond to this from now on?”

Speaking, he looked at Jiang Hao: “Junior brother, do you think the Human Emperor will regret knowing this?”

Jiang Hao shook his head.

He couldn't provide an answer.

He simply asked, “Is my adversary Second Senior Brother?”