fifth form

Chapter 3377 A Small Mistake Once Made
No treasure can maintain its maximum power indefinitely.

Daojun's once-famous Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife has been reduced to fragments, and Daojun's Seven Arrows Nailhead Book has also succumbed to the ravages of time.

Despite repeated refinement and nurturing, this top-tier treasure, which once killed anyone it targeted, has fallen to a lower level and no longer possesses the ability to kill cultivators at the True Self Realm.

"In other words, as long as he can reach the True Self Realm, that little emperor won't die!"

Daojun took the initiative to step back and explain the flaws in the spell, while Wudang Shengmu was responsible for translating.

"You need to break through to the True Self Realm within seven days," Daojun corrected. "The aura of the True Self Realm circulates in a consistent manner, making it difficult for the Seven Arrows of Nailhead Book to find a gap to slip in, and it will eventually fall down naturally!"

"You mean that the little emperor has to withstand your Seven Arrows Nail-Head Spell and then reach the True Self Realm within seven days?"

After Wudang Holy Mother fully understood Daojun's statement, she felt that it would have been better if Daojun hadn't said anything at all.

These conditions are extremely demanding, like being stabbed in the throat by an opponent on the battlefield. Only by breaking through the enemy lines can one evade and counterattack.

There aren't that many people in this world who can break through to the limit in the heat of battle, and very few who can turn the tide in a disadvantageous situation by relying on a breakthrough in cultivation.

To expect someone to achieve a breakthrough in cultivation, or even reach the pinnacle of cultivation techniques, by using the Seven Arrows Book of Nails on their head, is nothing short of delusional.

"You don't think a cultivator who can kill me twice is bad, do you?"

Daojun raised his head.

For an ordinary cultivator, there is indeed little hope of becoming a Dao Lord.

But the new emperor killed him once in Mayi, and almost defeated his Yang Soul Body again in Chang'an with the Suppression Sword Force. For a cultivator to be able to fail three times in a row, this kind of cultivator is beyond the description of 'genius'.

"Twice...you were defeated both times?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang nodded, and then quickly realized what was going on.

Zhang Xuezhou used the Heavenly Gate Token to entice Yuanshi Tianzun to boast, but no matter how much he boasted, it was useless. However, the Han emperor was able to defeat Daojun twice and even allow Zhang Xuezhou to chase him here. Wudang Shengmu felt that the current Han Dynasty was starting to go too far.

From weakness to strength, the Han Dynasty has moved from appeasement and relying on wisdom to confront force, which may once again break the balance of the three realms.

The Qin Dynasty had only been gone for a short time, and there was absolutely no force willing to see another large country rise.

In particular, the fact that the emperors of the Han Dynasty successfully challenged those who crossed realms, and even succeeded repeatedly, meant that the other side had the ability to replicate their achievements.

If we wait until the other party enters the True Self Realm, the probability of them being involved in risks will inevitably be lower, thus posing a threat to many Holy Land Lords.

Various thoughts kept swirling and intertwining in the mind of the Holy Mother of Wudang, forcing her to consider the impact of this change.

"Why are you so arrogant? You should learn from your mistakes after each failure, but you keep making the same mistakes again," said the Holy Mother of Wudang helplessly.

"It's not that I'm arrogant, it's my body...sigh!"

The victor is king, the loser is villain; Daojun has nothing to say.

He looked at Zhang Xuezhou, then at the Holy Mother of Wudang. On one hand, he wanted to see Zhang Xuezhou's opinion, and on the other hand, he sought the Holy Mother of Wudang's help to see if she could assist the new emperor and thus help him eliminate the biggest grudge in the conflict.

As for what happens after this feud, that's up to various methods.

What we need to do right now is buy time; only enough time can bring about changes.

Daojun remained silent, then coughed up another mouthful of blood as he frowned. The burning sensation in his throat and the feeling of nausea surged up, and he couldn't help but vomit again.

"The Realm of True Self is not something you can enter at will. What conditions can you offer?"

The new emperor failed to break through to the True Self Realm in the ancestral land of Dragon City. Even the accumulated efforts of the Great Chanyu of the Fiend Kingdom couldn't help him achieve this. It will be extremely difficult to help the new emperor attempt to break through to the True Self Realm again. Although the new emperor's extraordinary fortune in the ancestral land of Dragon City prevented his body from collapsing due to the failed attempt, the difficulty of attempting to break through again will be very high.

He had to mention the new emperor's condition to the Virgin Mary of Wudang.

"How did this become my business? Where would I get such a fortune to help me!"

The Holy Mother of Wudang listened expressionlessly, then became increasingly agitated.

The mediator became the person in charge, and she felt that this kind of thing was impossible to handle.

"A disciple of the Celestial Venerable Lingbao couldn't possibly be without a fortune, and the fact that you survived the Investiture of the Gods war despite choosing the wrong side shows you're not lacking in resources," Daojun said breathlessly. "If I survive, I'll give you all the treasures I have in the Yedi River Holy Land!"

"Don't expose my secrets like this, Daoist Lu, you're really putting me in a difficult position... Can you even guarantee the truth of what you're saying?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang looked troubled, and later she questioned Daojun about the truth of his words and his thoughts, clearly having been tempted by greed.

Zhang Xuezhou watched the two men negotiate, but he didn't care. As long as the new emperor could get out of danger, he was fine with even releasing Daojun.

Dao Jun's Yang Soul was struck by his Spirit Wood Staff, and his symptoms were almost identical to those of Dou Ying. People like Black Mountain Venerable were quickly killed by the new emperor after their bodies were breached. Furthermore, Dao Jun's main body was corroded by the Southern Bright Fire, so Zhang Xuezhou's vigilance towards this cultivator who posed the greatest risk in the Three Realms decreased significantly.

Zhang Xuezhou rarely looked back at his defeated opponents.

With Daojun suffering two consecutive defeats, and considering his injuries and the new emperor's advancement to the True Self Realm, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his side had a greater advantage, and that even if they clashed again, Daojun would still lose.

From the sudden surprise attack to breaking through the stalemate layer by layer, Zhang Xuezhou believes that if they were to fight head-on in the future, he would be able to win.

Like Daojun and the others, Zhang Xuezhou's mind was constantly racing, repeatedly calculating gains and losses.

He fell silent, waiting for the results of the discussion among the Holy Mother of Wudang and the others.

"Then I'll place my bet!"

The Holy Mother of Wudang finally made the decision to take the gamble.

If she loses the bet, she will suffer a huge loss, and it will be difficult to stop Zhang Xuezhou from killing Daojun. It may even lead to the destruction of the Lishan Underground Palace, which may trigger many other disputes and conflicts.

But as long as she wins the gamble, these conflicts will disappear from her life, and her wealth will become considerable.

Unlike her, who lived in seclusion in the underground palace of Mount Li for many years, Daojun managed the sacred land of Yeyue River and possessed vast resources. After hundreds of years of careful selection, he had accumulated a considerable fortune.

If Daojun could donate what he had in his possession, the Holy Mother of Wudang felt that this was a matter she could accomplish.

She finally made up her mind and took out a roll of white cloth and a pen and ink to write the contract.

"I've already signed it!"

Daojun stared at the contract of the Holy Mother of Wudang. The blood he had spat on the ground earlier had transformed into a slender blood snake. This blood snake kept writhing and then signed Daojun's name.

When his gaze fell upon Zhang Xuezhou, Daojun couldn't help but glance at him.

When he saw Zhang Xuezhou signing the contract with his fingerprint as "Shuoxian", he couldn't help but spit out his disgust, feeling that Zhang Xuezhou had started changing his name and hiding his identity again.

He felt helpless, thinking that anyone who had to deal with an opponent like Zhang Xuezhou would have a headache.

He and Zhang Xuezhou were not completely opposed. He once wanted to borrow the other's alchemy skills and never thought of becoming enemies to the point of life and death. It's just that their way of doing things never took Zhang Xuezhou's thoughts into account, nor did they consider the other's position.

Reflecting on the past, Daojun found it hard to believe that he had come to this point.

He seemed to have only made a small mistake, which led to a series of defeats until he lost everything and even his life was in danger. Only then did Daojun belatedly realize what was happening.