Longevity through Upgrading Buildings

Chapter 480: Chapter 231: Encountering Wen Linger Again

“Oh?”

The young man listened to these words, seemingly finding it a bit amusing, but looking at the panicked Ji Yuan in front of him, he still spoke up to advise:

“No need to be so panicked. If I really wanted to kill you, you’d have died a hundred times over by now.”

…Harsh as those words were, they were indeed the truth.

If a Nascent Soul elder wanted to sneak attack and assassinate him, there wouldn’t even be time to use a Fixed-point Teleportation Order, let alone have a chance to react.

Realizing this, Ji Yuan still seriously said, “This junior has not deceived you, senior. I genuinely wish to join the Shang Court.”

Traveling the Jianghu, it’s never too much to have many skills.

This also applies to one’s identity.

Now, I have a righteous path identity, essentially a Demon Dao identity as well.

And from what Hua Yaoyue said, this time the righteous and demon conflict was likely an internal struggle provoked by the Shang Court, in which case having an identity with the Shang Court is also beneficial. What’s the saying?

If you can’t beat them, join them.

“What, isn’t it the time when you were plotting to destroy our Shang Court’s spirit vein?”

The young man looked at Ji Yuan with a half-smile, seemingly not angry at this.

“This…”

Ji Yuan, mustering his courage, stood up and said somewhat awkwardly:

“Back then, I really didn’t know the spirit vein was our Shang Court’s plan. I thought it was those bastards from the Medicine King Valley stealing the spirit vein, so I reported it to the sect.”

“Had I known it was our Shang Court’s plan… I would certainly have concealed it with all my might!”

“Saying ’our Shang Court’ at every turn, tsk, you really have a way with words.”

The young man paced back and forth in front of Ji Yuan while slowly saying, “Ji Yuan, from Zengtou City in Cloud Rain Marsh, pseudo spirit root, Foundation Establishment at twenty-three, later apprenticed to Master Wang You from the Water Dragon Sect, has good relations with the Li Family, skilled in Array Dao, little battle achievements.”

“Since breaking through, your cultivation has not advanced an inch further, still at the early Foundation Establishment stage, but you just clearly broke through to the late Foundation Establishment stage, didn’t you?”

The more the young man spoke, the colder Ji Yuan’s back became.

What does this imply?

It shows that the Water Dragon Sect had long been infiltrated into a sieve by this Shang Court remnant!

Useless Water Dragon Sect.

“As I see it, the Water Dragon Sect hasn’t treated you badly, so why still seek to join my Shang Court?” After saying this, the young man turned to Ji Yuan, seemingly curious.

Ji Yuan stood with his hands tied, stayed silent for a while, and then said, “The wise bird chooses the right wood to nest. It seems the Shang Court is leading the Demon Dao with great momentum this time. The righteous path’s structure is about to collapse, rather than wait until then to decide, it’s better to decide now.”

In short, for Ji Yuan, it was like this:

The righteous and demon paths mean nothing to me.

Ji Yuan never considered himself righteous, nor demonic.

Ji Yuan is just Ji Yuan.

Wanting to gain a Shang Court identity is true today, and wanting to seize the chance to flee is also true… He just saw Jiang Hong use a Fixed-point Teleportation Order once, and that thing can withstand an assassination attempt, but can it withstand a Nascent Soul True Monarch’s assassination attempt?

Ji Yuan did not know.

The Fixed-point Teleportation Order is precious, with only one, and only one chance. He dared not try easily.

The smile on the young man’s face faded a bit, “If everyone in this world were as sensible as you, it would be great, but, unfortunately… some people are stubborn and cling to their beliefs.”

“Of course, those old guys back in our day were like that too.”

Ji Yuan didn’t know how to answer and so clamped his mouth shut.

The young man changed the subject, seemingly implying, “But if everyone were like you, this world would be too hard to survive in.”

“This… senior, you overpraise.”

Ji Yuan awkwardly laughed a few times.

“You’re a smart person.” The young man laughed liberally, “I came to this Mirror Lake for nostalgia, happened to find someone drawing water transport here, and suspected it was you. Never expected it’d really be you upon coming over. Since we have such a fate…”

The young man paused at this point.

Ji Yuan instinctively thought, what does he want me to do?

Apprentice under him, then join the Shang Court?

Or perhaps acknowledge brotherhood at Mirror Lake, becoming sworn brothers?

Just as Ji Yuan was puzzled, he heard the young man laugh, “How about this, since you have thoughts of joining my Shang Court… just hand over a strand of your Divine Soul, and I’ll take you as my foster son, how about it?”

Hand over the Divine Soul and call him dad?

Ji Yuan said nothing.

Though he has flexible identities, he also has bottom lines he holds onto.

Handing over the Divine Soul is among the most crucial bottom lines. Once the Divine Soul is handed over… my life will no longer be under my control.

Acknowledging a foster father, that’s the second bottom line.

Thus, the moment this young man spoke, the deal was doomed.

“I won’t treat you poorly. Back when Shang Court unified Cangluo, countless people wished to join my Mei Manor, not to mention becoming my foster son.”

Mei Manor said with a smile, “You know the Saint Master of the Shang Court from back then, right? He was my sworn brother, so once you become my foster son, even if this righteous and demon war breaks your head, it won’t involve you a bit.”

“If that’s the case, may I ask why Master Mei is willing to accept me as a foster son?”

Ji Yuan didn’t believe in free lunches in this world.

Although handing over the Divine Soul and calling someone your foster father, compared to the benefits Mei Manor could offer, it wasn’t much.

Especially from the perspective of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, holding a Foundation Establishment Stage’s Divine Soul and then taking him as a foster son was indeed not much.

Mei Manor stared at Ji Yuan, the smile on his face gradually fading, then slowly said, “Young man, being smart is good, but sometimes don’t be overly smart.”

“I’ve given you a way to live, you should grasp it well, why must you break this paper-thin barrier?”