Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

The blind old man gazed distantly: "The world is my home."

He started packing his storytelling tools, his voice seemingly magical: "It’s best not to delve too deeply into matters of the Martial Saint’s level. Too much curiosity isn’t always good."

Ning Qi fell silent, asking: "Old sir, did someone really see the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint return in his later years?"

The blind old man chuckled: "Perhaps. Who can tell truth from lies? No one knows about the Martial Saint’s affairs. Perhaps calamity befell them in their old age, or they tried to convey something that couldn’t be conveyed."

The unfocused eyes suddenly lifted, striking a chilling sensation in Ning Qi’s heart.

The blind old man floated away.

The downpour was torrential, yet he held no umbrella, and the rain never touched him. Occasionally, passersby who witnessed this showed no surprise, as if they hadn’t seen it at all.

Ning Qi stood alone in the wooden shed. "Calamity? Ominous?"

He sensed he was touching upon the secrets of the Martial Saint.

After a long time.

Ning Qi exhaled deeply. "The boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridge."

Although he didn’t yet understand what secrets were hidden beyond this realm, he at least was mentally prepared.

What remained, would have to wait until he reached the level of Martial Saint to explore thoroughly.

Ning Qi thought this could be approached once he broke through to the Celestial Human Realm, and he wasn’t too far from this step.

Once he finished refining the Blood Jade Pill, Ning Qi could accelerate his advancement to the Primordial Core.

And after that, the Celestial Human Realm.