Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 127: Chapter 99: Reunion After Eleven Years! Thirteen Zodiacs, Rooster

The green hills are as one with the rain and wind, when has the bright moon ever been of two lands?

The journey of cultivation is long, and there is always someone to accompany you. On this long road to immortality, a nod to a fellow Daoist, even if you met in your youth, however much time passes, you will still reunite as before.

”My heart is undying, but the Dao has no door, without this tribulation, my fate is hard to preserve.”

”I shall grant you a fortune, the great tribulation shall become the Elixir of Immortality.”

Images from the past scattered and reappeared in Wang Xuangang’s mind.

The sky was full of great fires, blazing and torrential.

”You are different from before...”

Fifteen-year-old Wang Xuangang looked at eleven-year-old Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

Black and white Qi circulated around eleven-year-old Zhang Fan, birthing and perishing. Such a feeling was sacred and supreme, yet in a moment, it was as if a demon had descended to the abyss.

In a daze, Wang Xuangang felt Zhang Fan’s Primordial Spirit spreading across the sky, like a mass of clouds pressing down, suffocating him, immobilizing him.

”His Primordial Spirit... can a person’s Primordial Spirit be this powerful?”

At that moment, Wang Xuangang was drenched in sweat, soaking his clothes, almost unable to control himself.

Faced with such pressure, Wang Xuangang’s Primordial Spirit nearly collapsed, his heart trembled. Even though he was from the Worshiping Star Sect, he had never seen such a prodigy, such a freak.

”This Technique is complete, naturally lawless.”

Boom...

At this moment, a violent noise arose, startling the waves of the Ten-mile Gilded River. In the great sky of fire, two terrifying figures intertwined like illusions.

”What... what is that?” Wang Xuangang was shocked and horrified.

His eyes widened, feeling that the two auras in the great fire were mysterious and real, terrifying beyond like earthly beings.

At this moment, they were fighting, in combat.

”My parents.”

Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan glanced casually, speaking lightly.

”What?” Wang Xuangang was stunned. He wanted to ask more but was interrupted by Zhang Fan.

”I must leave.”

”Where to?” Wang Xuangang asked.

In the past year, he and Zhang Fan often sparred in Magical Combat, and they had already formed a bond.

Among his peers in the Wang Family, those he respected and treated as opponents were rare.

But this boy was different; though younger, his Daoist Skill was so strong that Wang Xuangang could only look up in awe.

As they met frequently, they became familiar, and Wang Xuangang admired him sincerely, both as a Daoist companion and a brother.

Now, as his Daoist companion was setting out, he naturally felt mixed emotions.

Boom...

On the Gilded River, the burning fire continued endlessly. The two terrifying figures still collided, the sky filled with dark clouds, gathering, accompanied by roaring thunder.

Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan looked on indifferently.

”Where are you going?” Wang Xuangang asked again.

”Dragon Tiger Mountain!” Eleven-year-old Zhang Fan’s lips parted slightly, uttering the three words.

”Should you see my natal star falling, or meet with life and death calamity.”

Zhang Fan slowly turned his head, his gaze deep, seemingly not like that of an eleven-year-old.

”Take care.”

Speaking thus, Zhang Fan turned to leave.

”Will we meet again?” Wang Xuangang asked in a lost voice.

”The green hills are as one with the rain and wind, when has the bright moon ever been of two lands?”

The words trailed off, blending into the fierce night wind. The great fire was overwhelming, but the boy’s figure was no longer visible, only the circulation of black and white like the phantom of a Divine Demon.

”The great tribulation is the Elixir of Immortality, Daoist companion, I knew you weren’t dead.”

In the practice room, Wang Xuangang’s hearty laughter resonated, making the floor hum, startling everyone into silence.

All were looking at each other, hardly believing the scene before their eyes.

That madman of the Wang Family, the one feared by all, actually showed this side towards an outsider, like an old friend reunited, unable to contain his joy.

This was simply unimaginable.

”There are a few things I don’t clearly remember, but luckily I still remember you.”

Zhang Fan smiled. In the past, to rid himself of the Great Night’s calamity, he plotted early, practicing the Divine Splitting Technique.

Most of his crucial memories and strength were taken by the Evil Gods, but fortunately, after devouring an Evil God, he still retrieved fragmented memories.

Wang Xuangang was one of them.

”What are you doing here?” Wang Xuangang asked.

”For her.”

Zhang Fan raised his hand, pointing at Wang Xuanmiao, whose face lost color, her complexion suddenly trembling.

She originally planned to borrow a knife to kill, using the madman Wang Xuangang to keep Zhang Fan here forever.

But she never dreamed that Wang Xuangang and Zhang Fan were old acquaintances.

This madman had no friends in the clan, let alone an outsider. The most critical point was, since eleven years ago, after that great fire, Wang Xuangang had hidden in the Wang Family, never stepping outside. Where would he have friends?

”Her?”

Wang Xuangang tilted his head, his fierce eyes like a long sword unsheathed, instantly locking onto Wang Xuanmiao.

”You wait.”

Without asking the reason, Wang Xuangang turned and walked toward Wang Xuanmiao.

”What... what are you going to do?”

Wang Xuanmiao panicked. This madman, domineering among the young generation of the Wang Family, not to mention her, even some elders had to avoid him.

”Come!”

Speaking thus, Wang Xuangang was already at her front, his aura mighty and overbearing, as if a small mountain pressed down, his large hand fell, and True Yang surged, like a vortex, covering Wang Xuanmiao.

In an instant, Wang Xuanmiao was like a turtle in a jar, a bird in a cage, her body trembling, almost unable to control herself.

”Wang Xuangang, don’t be arrogant.”

At this moment, Wang Xuanmiao let out a long cry, her hands forming the Star Summoning Seal, pointing directly at the location of the Beidou Seven Stars, chanting continuously.

”Beidou Seven Stars, giant door star shines.”

”Transform misfortune into shadow, expel the void and destroy illusions.”

”Above is the startled god, receive my praise.”