The Hero of a Cool Novel? I, the Villain, Will Kill You!

188: Wan Luo desperately wanted guidance but was refused.Wan Luokuang’s expression was somewhat awkward, and his heart was instantly in turmoil.

He wanted to boast about his progress being top-tier in the Hongmeng Sea, yet he feared Wang Qing would think him shallow and arrogant;

But if he was overly humble, it would make him seem mediocre and unworthy of the title of Demon Lord.

This dilemma made his throat constrict slightly, and in the end, he could only bite the bullet and respond, his tone carrying a hint of caution and struggle:

”Master, my Cultivate speed is already very Heaven-Defying in the Hongmeng Sea.”

”Ordinary beings might not even be able to Breakthrough a small stage in hundreds of thousands of years.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wan Luokuang secretly regretted it.

Was such a statement too ostentatious? But if he didn’t state the truth, he feared Wang Qing would look down on him.

He secretly observed Wang Qing’s expression, his heart in turmoil, only hoping that his Master would not probe further, yet vaguely anticipating a hint of recognition.

Wang Qing, however, merely shook his head slightly, his gaze calmly falling upon Wan Luokuang, his eyes so profound they seemed capable of piercing through countless ages of Cultivation paths.

He stood too high, long having forgotten the arduous journey of ordinary beings, a tribulation with every step.

To him, Cultivation was as natural as breathing, and Breakthrough to a Realm was as easy as brushing away dust.

”For ordinary Transcendence Beings, a Breakthrough of three stages in hundreds of thousands of years is indeed considered Heaven-Defying.”

”But your identity is different; as the Nine Heavens True Demon’s only Demon Lord-level figure.”

”A Breakthrough of only three small stages in hundreds of thousands of years is, after all, a bit slow.”

As his voice fell.

Wang Qing stopped shaking his head, his tone indifferent, betraying no emotion, yet inherently possessing a transcendent quality of looking down upon all living beings.

Upon hearing this, Wan Luokuang’s throat moved slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on his Face.

He knew well that Wang Qing had long stood at the End of the Dao, viewing Cultivation as if reading palm lines, and naturally found it difficult to understand the hardships of those who were still toiling on the path.

He bowed his head slightly, his voice carrying a hint of self-mockery, yet subtly infused with a hint of imperceptible anticipation:

”Master, you do not know... You once personally pioneered the ’Dao Exhaustion’ Realm, and your understanding of Cultivation has long transcended common sense.”

”Even in this life’s re-Cultivation, there are countless methods available to return to the Peak.”

He paused, then secretly glanced at Wang Qing’s expression, and seeing no impatience, he continued cautiously:

”But for ordinary beings like us, this path of Transcendence opened by the Hongmeng Empress is so long it’s almost despairing.”

”Even those with exceptional talent would need hundreds of millions of years to complete the entire journey and reach the ninth-stage Peak.”

”And after reaching Transcendence ninth-stage, it would then require at least another hundreds of millions of years to glimpse the threshold of Dao Exhaustion.”

”Without two hundreds of millions of years of tempering, it’s extremely difficult to glimpse the End of the Dao of Cultivation.”

As Wan Luokuang spoke, his tone unconsciously became more earnest.

He seemed to want to use these heartfelt words to make Wang Qing lean down slightly and see the true appearance of the mortal Cultivation path.

But then, he continued:

”Master, you are an anomaly in Cultivation, pioneering Realms and transcending the Great Dao; naturally, it is difficult for you to understand the hardships we Face, prostrating with every step.”

”My breaking through three stages in hundreds of thousands of years is already a rarity in the Hongmeng Sea, able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the few top Prodigies...”

”But compared to Master, it is naturally like a firefly next to a bright moon.”

”If Master feels that what I said is unreasonable, why not give me some guidance on my Cultivation.”

His voice gradually lowered, his eyes flickering with reverence, yet also hiding an imperceptible longing.

If he could receive even a few words of guidance from Wang Qing, perhaps it could save him hundreds of millions of years of arduous Cultivation.

He didn’t directly say that Wang Qing didn’t understand how difficult ordinary beings’ Cultivation was; he could only use this comparison to subtly express his hope for guidance.

Wang Qing naturally understood Wan Luokuang’s little scheme, but he had no intention of giving guidance.

He merely said indifferently, ”I will not guide others in Cultivation; you should comprehend it yourself.”

Hearing Wang Qing say this, Wan Luokuang’s expectant expression instantly vanished, replaced by a Face full of disappointment.

However, his disappointed expression quickly disappeared.

Because he hadn’t held much hope to begin with, only making a tentative request for guidance.

”Crack, crack, crack!”

Suddenly, the surrounding space shattered out of thin air.

Wan Luokuang and Fang Lan, who had been silently by his side, looked up and saw the Devilish Qi around the Bone Demon Palace disappear.

A spatial passage appeared in the shattered Void Realm, and two middle-aged men walked out from it, who were He Chen and Shui Ronghua.

As the two of them stepped out of the passage, a young man in brocade robes then walked out from behind them.

Of course, not only did these three appear, but countless ancient boats continuously emerged from within the spatial passage.

The people on the boats all looked around at the environment, which was filled with Devilish Qi, with curious eyes.

They seemed very curious about this ancient world opened by the Nine Heavens True Demon.

”Greetings, Divine Lord Wang!”

”Greetings, Divine Lord Wang!”

He Chen and Shui Ronghua had just arrived in front of the Bone Demon Palace when they saw Wang Qing also present, and they both bowed in salute.

The beings on the boats in the sky heard the respectful words of the two God Kings of the Primal Divine Court.

They shivered, and immediately the first batch of boats transformed into streaks of light, landing on the ground and prostrating themselves, respectfully saying:

”Greetings, Divine Lord Wang!”

Hundreds of respectful voices were in unison; no one dared to offend Wang Qing’s authority.

Only Gu Junan was dumbfounded on the spot, unconsciously murmuring, ”Wang Qing, weren’t you in the Land of the Other Shore? How can you be here?”

Wang Qing did not pay attention to Gu Junan’s surprise, but merely waved his hand, ”Everyone, rise!”

The others heard Wang Qing’s words and then all stood up, respectfully retreating to the side.

”Slap!”

”Not kneeling before the Divine Lord, you deserve a beating!”

Wan Luokuang saw Gu Junan directly call Wang Qing’s name, and raised his hand to slap him across the Face.

Wang Qing had no intention of stopping him, watching the scene with interest.

Fang Lan also remained silent, not daring to have any thoughts of pleading for Gu Junan.

He Chen and Shui Ronghua, as well as the others, did not speak, merely watching the show quietly.

”Wan Luokuang, how dare you hit me?” Gu Junan was furious and raised his hand to hit back.

However, his hand had just been raised halfway when it fell back down.

”Senior Wan, it was Junior who offended Divine Lord Wang Qing; I truly deserve to be hit, truly deserve to be hit...”

”Slap, slap, slap!”

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Junan slapped himself several times, his Face swelling up.

”Hahahaha... Hahahaha!”

”I can’t stop laughing, I can’t stop laughing.”

”Gu Junan is still so funny; it seems he’s really gone all out to save his broken harem group.”

Those who enjoyed watching the commotion laughed uproariously, giving Gu Junan no Face at all.

Simply because Gu Junan’s appearance at the moment was too comical, like a clown performing diligently.

To think that Gu Junan was once the helmsman of the Nine Heavens Divine Clan, yet now he lived like this, truly making others laugh.

”Oh, since you’re so self-aware, why don’t you quickly kneel and bow to Divine Lord Wang.”

Wan Luokuang had no intention of letting Gu Junan off, and kicked him in the shin.

Gu Junan felt a numbness in his shin, not daring to resist, and knelt to the ground with a thud.