fifth form

Chapter 3285 Migration to Mount Tai

"Did you get it?"

"Ok!"

In Yangling, Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding reunited.

Zhang Xuezhou went to Chang'an on business, while Rong Tianding was responsible for persuading Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing.

"You two seem somewhat unwilling?"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the flying zombie squatting on the ground drawing circles behind Rong Tianding. The flying zombie raised its head, revealing a green soul fire in its eyes.

"You previously used Liu Qi to target Jiu Ling. Who are you planning to sell us out to at Mount Tai this time?"

The voice that spoke immediately allowed Zhang Xuezhou to discern who was in control of the body.

“I’ve forged the Dao of Life and Death on Mount Tai, and I’d like to invite you to come and see it. If you don’t want to go, that’s fine,” Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"There's no point in getting involved in this kind of thing," Shi Wudao said dismissively.

"Aren't you curious about the object I entrust with my life and death?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"What's there to be curious about? Even if your possession is excellent, you've already used it. After I see it, I'll only feel envious and jealous, nothing else," Shi Wudao shook his head and said.

"What if there are many things to entrust to, and there's no concern about multiple people using them at the same time?" Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"Quantity means cheap and mediocre. No matter how much you produce, it can't compare to quality. Your statement makes me even less interested!"

Shi Wudao lay down, intending to turn towards the depths of Yangling, but his body gradually straightened up again.

"You tyrant, what are you trying to do now?" Shi Wudao cursed.

"I want to go to Mount Tai," Emperor Jing said.

"You tyrant! I've explained it to you so clearly, yet you still insist on going to Mount Tai. Are you trying to drive me crazy?" Shi Wudao cursed.

"If the object of my trust is not restricted to multiple users, it means that my life and death are not tied to yours, and the possibility of us separating is higher," Emperor Jing said seriously. "Yangling is just a tomb after all, and the few pieces of spirit jade are not enough to support our transformation into separate bodies. We need to change our location!"

"You need to think this through. The malevolent energy in the tomb is our lifeline. Without this protective energy, we would face great danger. Not to mention encountering someone like the Nine-Headed Primordial Saint, even a cultivator at the Divine Power Realm could potentially kill us," Shi Wudao advised.

"It's a joke that someone as knowledgeable about life and death as you is afraid of being killed!"

Emperor Jing scoffed, clearly showing his disdain for cautious cultivators like Shi Wudao.

Emperor Jing himself was cautious and meticulous, but compared to a cultivator like Shi Wudao who was only good at surviving, he felt that he was at least ten times braver than Shi Wudao.

Shi Wudao was now again caught in a dilemma, fearing danger.

The opponent always wanted to take advantage of the situation and tried to fight with the greatest advantage, but he always ended up losing. Even though he made some calculations before he died, Shi Wudao still rushed in headfirst.

Emperor Jing acknowledged Shi Wudao's intelligence, but he did not agree with Shi Wudao's judgment.

“We can’t be resurrected 100% of the time, so having reverence for life and death isn’t a bad thing,” Shi Wudao retorted.

"Even if you've lived several times, it doesn't count as a 100% resurrection?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with great interest.

"Who can say for sure about matters of life and death? There's absolutely no way to guarantee such things," Shi Wudao snorted.

“I once saw someone revive forty-nine times in a row,” Zhang Xuezhou said. “Compared to your revival rate, he revives much more easily!”

"Forty-nine times? Even if you dug up our Shi Jiao's ancestors, they wouldn't have lived that many times. You're just bragging to the old folks again!"

"You're so short-sighted!"

Zhang Xuezhou responded, and Shi Wudao almost jumped up to hit Zhang Xuezhou. But when their claws gripped each other and made a cracking sound, Shi Wudao quickly begged for mercy.

"You scoundrel! Your strength has increased significantly since last time. With such abilities, you still encouraged us to fight the Nine-Headed Lion Saint, causing us to die once!" Shi Wudao jumped back and angrily rebuked, "I disdain to associate with you!"

“Tch, His Majesty the Emperor Jing wouldn’t think that way. The stronger I am, the more he will appreciate me, and the more certain he will be of the significance of our cooperation. You will be my long-term partner from now on,” Zhang Xuezhou said.

"You tyrant, is that really what you think?" Shi Wudao asked.

"Be glad you still have some value!"

Emperor Jing sighed softly, now fully understanding the reason for Zhang Xuezhou's invitation. If it weren't for Shi Wudao's unique approach to the fusion of life and death, and the fact that the other party hadn't fully grasped the concept of life and death, Zhang Xuezhou could have easily abandoned them.

Once Zhang Xuezhou and the others figure it out on their own, given the strength Zhang Xuezhou casually displays, their value will approach zero.

Zhang Xuezhou's encouragement of Emperor Jing to confront the Nine-Headed Lion was more of an attempt to probe the Nine-Headed Lion's strength than an attempt to fight him head-on like a brute, lest his newly achieved cultivation be ruined.

Moreover, while the Nine-Headed Lion Saint's cultivation level has limited room for improvement, Zhang Xuezhou's strength is advancing significantly.

Emperor Jing could easily imagine the trouble caused by a cultivator with immense strength who was neither afraid of being beaten nor afraid of death.

The other party may even have the potential to improve their cultivation level.

Zhang Xuezhou appears to be communicating with Shi Wudao, but the person he is actually communicating with is him.

"please!"

Emperor Jing spoke politely.

Their appearance at the entrance of Yangling was largely due to Rong Tianding's previous persuasion of most of them, and Zhang Xuezhou's brief communication with them made it even more thorough.

Emperor Jing had no other thoughts at the moment; he only wanted to seize this opportunity as quickly as possible.

There are many secret places in the world, but finding them is difficult. If a place is unclaimed and suitable for oneself, it is even more difficult to find.

They would leave Yangling sooner or later; this was just a little earlier than expected, and Shi Wudao had not yet reached the required level of cultivation.

To Emperor Jing, no matter how much cultivation Shi Wudao had, it was all the same.

As a character who is frequently killed, one cannot expect Shi Wudao to be very strong.

Even if Shi Wudao cultivated for another ten years, he still couldn't match the power of the Crimson Sky Sword wielded by Shi Wudao, who used his soul and lifespan to unleash its full power.

"You left Chixiao in Yangling. It won't be as safe here after we leave!"

After a mental battle of wits between Shut Up and Shi Wudao, Emperor Jing pointed to the Chixiao Sword lying at the entrance of Yangling. Zhang Xuezhou glanced at it and had no choice but to draw the sword.

“Then let’s go over there to Mount Tai,” Zhang Xuezhou said.

"I somewhat wish you would keep it somewhere else," Emperor Jing said, "but I do indeed wish the sword to go with you, so let's put it in Mount Tai!"

"You tyrant, you're just afraid of being beaten to death, so you'd rather damage your soul than not use this sword. And you still say I'm afraid of death?" Shi Wudao cursed.

"My use of a sword has nothing to do with being afraid of death!"

"You're afraid of death, yet you speak so grandly and ridicule me. I'm truly speechless at you bunch of inhuman bastards!"

Amidst the commotion, the Sky Shuttle took off again, carrying the flying zombies behind it, with Rong Tianding trailing behind.

"If only I had such a treasure back then..."

As it flew across the night sky, Emperor Jing seemed somewhat dazed.

The Imperial Shuttle below felt both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

The reason he was familiar with it was that he had touched the treasure more than once, and even wondered if this boat-shaped magical artifact could really fly.

The reason it was unfamiliar was that this treasure had only been touched, and no one had ever driven it to fly, let alone carried anyone else.

If he had such a treasure to assist him during his reign, Emperor Jing believed that the times would be different.

He muttered to himself several times, while Zhang Xuezhou, who was driving the flying boat ahead, shrugged.

When ordinary people acquire the ability to fly, they think about what they can do with this ability. This idea is no different from how they would live if they were rich. Ultimately, it is more wishful thinking than reality.

In his early years, the new emperor also longed to use the Imperial Shuttle to tour the Han Dynasty and expose the ugliness of the regions.

But the new emperor eventually realized that everything stemmed from factors such as the system. Catching one or two corrupt officials would not change the situation; only substantial reforms could eradicate the old problems.

No matter how far an emperor travels, he cannot change the Han Dynasty; only decisive courage to break the chain of vested interests can bring about a complete renewal.

When Emperor Jing asked Liu Che how he viewed the convenience of the Imperial Shuttle, Zhang Xuezhou gave a brief explanation, and Emperor Jing immediately fell silent, no longer showing any signs of anxiety or uncertainty.