Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

Chapter 124: Fortuitous Encounter of the Son of Heaven and Earth, Thousand-Year-Old Mahayana Genius

Han Jue was stunned by Zhang Guxing’s cultivation level. He thought for a while and had all kinds of ideas to raise favorability.

In the end, he dismissed those thoughts.

Nothing mattered more than being strong himself!

Cultivating diligently was the right path. He should never rely on others!

Han Jue perked up and started the simulation trial.

Facing Xuan Qingjun, who was at the third level of the Mahayana Realm, he immediately used the Heaven Earth Mystic Yellow World Piercing Sword Finger.

Instant kill!

Han Jue didn’t stop. He adjusted Xuan Qingjun’s cultivation level to the fourth level of the Mahayana Realm.

Instant kill!

Fifth level of the Mahayana Realm!

It was not an instant kill, but he could severely injure her!

Sixth level of the Mahayana Realm!

Well, he missed. Xuan Qingjun killed him instantly.

When experts sparred, victory and defeat would usually be decided in an instant. Whoever attacked first would win!

Han Jue tried a few more times, and his reaction was indeed not as fast as Xuan Qingjun’s.

It should be enough to deal with the Fiend Emperor.

If Ji Naihe was stronger than Xuan Qingjun, he wouldn’t have died in the Heavenly Tribulation.

Han Jue opened his eyes and took out the Book of Misfortune, preparing to curse Ji Naihe, Luo Qiumo, Daoist Jueyan, Vermilion Bird, and Mo Youling.

He couldn’t miss out on his daily missions!

Han Jue checked the emails.

After so many years, he didn’t know how Fang Liang was doing.

[Your pet, the Chaotic Heavenly Dog, was attacked by righteous cultivators] x38222

[Your disciple Su Qi was attacked by a fiendish cultivator] x12004

[Your disciple Su Qi spread bad luck. The providence of the Demonic Path Empire has greatly decreased.]

[Your grand-disciple Fang Liang encountered a fortuitous encounter and learned a Body-Tempering Divine Technique.]

[Your good friend Luo Qiumo was attacked by a righteous path mighty figure and died.]

[Your grand-disciple Fang Liang killed a Soul Formation fiendish cultivator. He has comprehended a Mystical Power.]

[Your good friend Huang Jihao was attacked by a fiendish cultivator] x41172

…

Wow!

In the past eight years, Fang Liang has encountered four fortuitous encounters!

Is this the Son of Heaven and Earth?

How terrifying!

Han Jue was speechless. Then, he noticed that Luo Qiumo was dead.

He quickly checked his interpersonal relationships.

Luo Qiumo’s icon had vanished.

Han Jue suddenly felt a little melancholic.

Some of the people were gone without him noticing.

There was one less daily mission now.

Come to think of it, one of the five fiends of the demonic path had died, did the righteous path make a move?

This was normal. In Han Jue’s opinion, the righteous path was definitely stronger.

Fiendish cultivators were ultimately not the orthodox way of the cultivation world.

If one couldn’t even control himself, how could he pursue the Great Dao?

Han Jue secretly teased, “Ji Naihe, oh Ji Naihe. I hope that I can kill you when I have the chance. Don’t die before you meet me.”

…

Five years later.

Han Jue successfully broke through to the seventh level of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm.

He was very satisfied with his cultivation speed. Compared to his good friends and enemies, his cultivation speed was definitely the fastest.

Dao Comprehension Sword’s cultivation speed was also very fast. He estimated that it would not be long before she reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

Yang Tiandong was already close to the Soul Formation Realm. The Black Hell Chicken was still struggling at the Void Amalgamation Realm and its cultivation speed was relatively slow.

On this day, Mo Zhu called out to him from within the palace. Her tone was anxious. Han Jue sensed it and moved into the palace.

“What is it?” Han Jue frowned.

Mo Zhu spent most of her time quietly cultivating, so her cultivation level increased quite quickly, almost reaching the Soul Formation Realm. It seemed that the Mo Family’s ancestral cultivation technique was not simple.

Mo Zhu gritted her teeth. “I want to go out. Please, let me out. My clansmen are waiting for me to save them.”

“Save who? Mo Fuchou or your ancestors?”

“All of them!”

Han Jue remained silent.

Did the Mo Family establish a WeChat group? How did they contact each other?