Chapter 344

Chapter 344: I Trust in Those Who Come Later (4000 words, combined chapters)

Wu Yanhan and Qin Qingwan discovered Xu Ming at the same time.

When Xu Ming and Shixin first appeared in this temple, they noticed them immediately.

But neither Wu Yanhan nor Qin Qingwan approached Xu Ming right away.

In fact, Wu Yanhan was downright peeved when she saw another girl beside Xu Ming.

How much time had even passed?

Had he really found yet another girl during his time here in the Rootless Mystic Realm? Was his charm truly that irresistible?

So Wu Yanhan pretended not to notice him, sulking silently as she waited for Xu Ming to realize her presence.

Yet Xu Ming remained oblivious, which only made Wu Yanhan angrier.

However, now that Qin Qingwan had called out to her, Wu Yanhan couldn’t keep “avoiding” him anymore without seeming petty.

Thus, Wu Yanhan reluctantly walked toward Xu Ming.

Xu Ming had just managed to calm himself down when he spotted Wu Yanhan, causing his heart to race with tension once more.

Shixin looked up, observing the side of Xu Ming’s face.

In Shixin’s mind, Xu Ming was always composed, unfazed by anything.

Even when facing Red Sleeve, Xu Ming hadn’t shown the slightest ripple of emotion.

But now, Shixin keenly sensed that Xu Ming seemed unusually nervous.

Could these two girls be even scarier than Red Sleeve?

“Wu Yanhan, you’re here too?” Xu Ming smiled.

Wu Yanhan glanced at him coldly. “Of course not, someone has eyes only for others now.”

Xu Ming: “…”

Xu Ming thought Yanhan was referring to Qingwan, but actually, Wu Yanhan meant Shixin.

Nevertheless, Xu Ming acted as if he hadn’t heard her comment and continued, “How did you two meet?”

At this moment, an odd tableau formed among them.

Outside the roofless temple, a fierce battle raged between cultivators and artifact spirits. Some cultivators were killed by the spirits, while others successfully subdued them, turning the area into a veritable battlefield.

Inside the temple, however, another kind of “battlefield” unfolded—one that Xu Ming considered far more terrifying.

“We met on Blood Bodhi Mountain and have been exploring the Rootless Mystic Realm together since then,” Qin Qingwan explained. “By the way, who is this young lady? She’s quite beautiful.”

“Oh, let me introduce her.”

Xu Ming hurriedly said, “Shixin, this is the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Profound Gate—Qin Qingwan, and this is Princess Wu Yanhan from the Wu Kingdom.”

“These are the companions I mentioned before.”

“Yanhan, Qingwan, this is Shixin from Lei Ming Temple. You must have heard of her—I believe there’s only one female monk in this world.”

After Xu Ming’s reminder, both Qin Qingwan and Wu Yanhan recalled something.

The top-ranked beauty on the Red Beauty List was indeed a female monk.

And in this world, there was likely only one female monk.

Not to mention how stunningly beautiful she was—even they felt a twinge of admiration.

So this person could only be Shixin.

“I greet you, Master Shixin.” Qin Qingwan bowed respectfully. “I’ve heard much about you, Master Shixin, and I apologize for not recognizing you sooner.”

Shixin shook her head. “Greetings, ladies. I’m just an ordinary person, not worthy of being called ‘Master.’ Please call me Shixin.”

“The Zhuangyuan Lang sure lives a carefree life, doesn’t he?” Wu Yanhan scoffed, glaring at Xu Ming. “Surrounded by beauties everywhere, even encountering the top-ranked beauty of the Red Beauty List here?”

“Wow, I can practically smell the jealousy~” Before Xu Ming could respond, Qin Qingwan interjected, “Big Brother Xu clearly shares a friendship with Shixin, but someone seems to have misunderstood things.”

“That’s wrong, Qingwan,” Wu Yanhan retorted. “Perhaps it was just a joke, but I noticed someone clenching their fists tightly whenever they saw Big Brother Xu with another woman, looking ready to confront him. Now, though, they’re smiling cheerfully.”

Qin Qingwan’s eyes twinkled. “I wonder who Wu Yanhan is talking about?”

“I’m not entirely sure myself,” Wu Yanhan replied, maintaining eye contact with Qin Qingwan.

Both women glared at each other, the tension thick enough to cut with a knife, as if ready to explode at any moment.

Xu Ming stood there, too afraid to say a word or breathe too loudly, lest he draw their attention.

Shixin tugged gently at Xu Ming’s sleeve and whispered, “Xu Ming, aren’t your two friends getting along well?”

“Not at all, we get along splendidly!” Qin Qingwan turned around and smiled sweetly.

“Absolutely wonderful,” Wu Yanhan echoed, dropping her hostility toward Qin Qingwan.

Once they confirmed Shixin’s identity, both women calmed down. They knew there was no possibility of anything happening between Xu Ming and Shixin.

After all, Shixin was a monk and a renowned high priestess from the Western Regions, even regarded as the future leader of the Western Buddhist Sect.

Even if Xu Ming harbored feelings for her, Shixin wouldn’t lose her resolve.

Moreover, showing such pettiness would only invite ridicule.

As the rightful partner, one must be magnanimous. If she acted small-minded, what difference would there be between her and Qin Qingwan (or Wu Yanhan) as concubines?

“By the way, Qingwan, this is for you.”

Xu Ming, acting as if nothing unusual was happening, took out the main fruit of the Blood Bodhi.

Qin Qingwan looked at the vibrant red fruit in Xu Ming’s palm, knowing instantly what it was. “Is this the main fruit of the Blood Bodhi?”

“Yes,” Xu Ming nodded. “Previously, you sacrificed your Dao Lotus for me. I promised Elder Wang Xuan I’d help you rebuild your foundation. Here, take this Blood Bodhi main fruit first. We still need two more items, but don’t worry; I’ll find them for you soon.”

“I…”

“Don’t tell me you don’t want it,” Xu Ming interrupted her before she could speak. “You must accept it, otherwise, I’ll be upset.”

“Alright then, I’ll take it.” Seeing Xu Ming’s serious expression, Qin Qingwan didn’t argue further.

In her heart, she and Xu Ming were inseparable. Whatever Xu Ming wanted, she would give it to him without hesitation.

Upon receiving the Blood Bodhi main fruit, Qin Qingwan couldn’t help but glance smugly at Wu Yanhan.

“Hmph.” Wu Yanhan turned her head away, pretending not to care.

“Smoke Han, this is for you.” Xu Ming handed over a storage pouch.

Wu Yanhan curiously accepted the pouch.

Since it wasn’t refined by Xu Ming, anyone could open it.

From within, Wu Yanhan pulled out a silver-white sphere. “This is a soldier pill. I obtained it from a ruin. Give it a try,” Xu Ming suggested.

Wu Yanhan pinched the pill, infused it with Martial True Qi, and tossed it to the ground.

Instantly, a warrior clad in silvery armor, wielding a spear, appeared before Wu Yanhan.

“I tested it. The warriors created by these pills should be at the Golden Body level of martial artists. However, with this armor and spear, their strength increases significantly.” Xu Ming smiled, seeing Wu Yanhan’s astonished expression. “There are fifteen hundred soldier pills in total, all of them are yours. You can consider them your royal guard.”

“This gift is too extravagant. I cannot accept it,” Wu Yanhan shook her head.

Wu Yanhan understood the value of a 1500-strong Golden Body-level army, fully equipped with precious spears and armor.

Even the entire Wu Kingdom would find it extremely challenging to assemble such an army due to the advanced craftsmanship required and the scarcity of materials.

Let alone that these were soldier pills.

What did that mean? It meant they were a killing machine. They knew no mercy, no fear, only obeying orders until the last man standing.

If engaged in battle, they could drastically alter the course of war.

Moreover, these 1500 “men” could be transported via a storage pouch, serving as surprise troops.

Xu Ming laughed, “I don’t need them. For me, my fists and sword are enough. Compared to me, you need these soldier pills more. Besides, why should we be formal with each other? You helped me through the Thunder Tribulation before, and I haven’t repaid you yet. Consider this my repayment.”

“If you insist, then I won’t decline. In the future, if there’s anything you need, I’ll make sure to reserve it for you,” Wu Yanhan accepted the pouch.

“Good.” Xu Ming didn’t utter anything about “no need to repay.”

Otherwise, Wu Yanhan really wouldn’t accept it.

Their relationship had evolved into a deep bond where they considered each other’s needs.

“So, what kind of magical weapons do you desire? I’ll go seize them for you.” As the atmosphere relaxed, Xu Ming looked at them and smiled.

“You’ve already given me the Blood Bodhi main fruit, what else could I possibly ask for?” Qin Qingwan smiled slyly.

“Xu Ming, wait! I’ll fetch some good things for you.” With that, Qin Qingwan waved her tiny fist and plunged into the chaotic sky above.

“I’ll return your favor first.” Wu Yanhan spoke and also ascended into the air.

When Qin Qingwan saw Wu Yanhan following her, her eyes twinkled mischievously. “Princess, you’re returning the favor too. I wonder what you plan to give our dear Big Brother Xu?”

Wu Yanhan huffed, “Whatever I give will definitely be better than yours.”

“Oh, is that so?” Qin Qingwan grinned, “That’s not certain.”

Wu Yanhan: “Then let’s see.”

Qin Qingwan: “Let’s see.”

“Hmph!”

Both turned simultaneously, each picking a celestial weapon and charging forward.

These were the only two celestial weapons left.

Though many cultivators longed for them, they rarely encountered celestial weapons, let alone had the chance to obtain them.

But reason held them back, choosing instead first-tier magical weapons.

At most, they dared only briefly test semi-celestial weapons.

No one wanted to die.

Despite being geniuses praised as the pride of their sects, they still retained some sense.

They knew subduing those celestial weapons was nearly impossible, and those who greedily tried had already perished under the celestial blades.

The spirits of these two celestial weapons stood aloof, calmly watching the chaos below.

Even their eyes carried traces of disappointment and loss.

If the cultivators lacked the courage to conquer them, how could they ever gain recognition?

Were these truly the chosen ones of this era? How could they face the great calamities ahead?

Just as the celestial weapons pondered these thoughts, their hearts trembled simultaneously.

Turning, they saw a figure rushing toward them.

Facing the two women, the celestial weapons felt a slight approval and even sensed familiar vibes, as if old friends recognized them.

One spirit resembling a qilin stomped its foot, sending fiery rings toward Qin Qingwan.

Qin Qingwan extended her hand, pointing at it, and three streams of water transformed into water dragons, extinguishing the flames.

In the next instant, she closed the distance, her sword slashing toward the qilin’s head.

On the other side, Wu Yanhan punched a golden turtle-like spirit.

Her punch resonated like striking a golden bell, echoing deeply into the souls of the other cultivators.

High above, the little monk sat serenely on a cloud, observing everything below.

“These people may inherit your power, but they cannot stop us,” a voice reached the monk’s ears.

The monk looked up and smiled, “I trust in those who come later.”

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