Chapter 237

Chapter 237: Dead?

Not knowing any of this, the man hurried to report: “Elder, Li rushed through five Great Dao Mountains in one go. She is a rare talent. So, not long ago, I sent an invitation to her on behalf of the sect.”

Ancestor Xuan Wei raised an eyebrow and said: “Oh?”

“But she refused,” the man added. “She did not only refuse us. She refused every sect that invited her. Her comprehension of the Great Dao is far beyond people her age, but her spiritual power is only at the Golden Core Stage. This suggests her spiritual root aptitude is probably poor. So, after she refused, I did not try again.”

[Poor spiritual root aptitude?] Ancestor Xuan Wei’s expression turned strange.

Seeing her look, the man panicked a little and said: “If Elder values her, I will send a second invitation. But she went to the Soul Prison, so we must wait for her to return to Myriad Arts City before she can receive the message.”

Ancestor Xuan Wei came back to herself and asked: “So, the current view in Myriad Arts City is that Li’s Great Dao comprehension is good, but her spiritual root aptitude is extremely poor?”

The man nodded.

Ancestor Xuan Wei smiled and said gently: “Then do this. When Li returns to Myriad Arts City, send her a message and tell her that if she agrees to join our Eclipse Moon Sect, I am willing to take her as my Direct Disciple and pass down my legacy to her.”

A playful smile curved her lips.

Li’s spiritual root had evolved suddenly.

And the clash in Gluttony Hell told her that, though Li was astonishingly gifted, she was a true newcomer.

There should be no powerful backing behind her. Otherwise, with such talent, there was no way she would only now obtain the Wanfa Eye and only now enter the Soul Prison.

This meant she was very likely a wild, peerless genius.

Li herself probably did not understand what her talent meant.

No rumor had spread yet, so no old monsters would come fight her for the girl.

A Tribulation Crossing Stage powerhouse willing to take her as a Personal Disciple.

What an honor.

How could Li refuse?

In the Soul Prison, Ancestor Xuan Wei had used a clone. Whether in aura or looks, the clone was very different from her true body.

Besides, as a Tribulation Crossing Stage expert, if she chose to hide, Li would not discover her true identity.

Once Li truly bowed to her as her master…

The Supreme Ice Spiritual Root would be hers.

Ancestor Xuan Wei’s smile grew subtler.

“Direct Disciple?” The man was shocked.

Ancestor Xuan Wei was very withdrawn. For many years, she had not taken even one Disciple.

Rou Shan, the one on the Genius Ranking, had served her for ten years just to learn a single Secret Art, and Ancestor Xuan Wei had never agreed to teach it.

But now.

She wanted to take Li as a Personal Disciple and even pass down her mantle.

For a moment, the man felt a stab of envy.

[What kind of luck is this Li walking into?]

“That is right. Direct Disciple,” Ancestor Xuan Wei said. She thought for a moment, then casually took out a set of ring artifacts and handed them to the man: “If she agrees, give her this set as a greeting gift.”

The man’s pupils shrank.

The ring set was of excellent quality, at the level of a true Seventh Tier treasure.

A treasure like this, only as a first meeting gift.

[Just how much does Elder value Li?]

“If I go myself, I may frighten her,” Ancestor Xuan Wei said. “You go in my place. If you get it done, I will give you a bottle of Breakthrough Pills.”

“Breakthrough Pills!” The man’s eyes lit up. He said quickly: “Please rest assured, Elder. With such a good offer, Li cannot possibly refuse. The only problem is waiting for her to return to Myriad Arts City. She entered the Soul Prison three months ago. If she is still alive, she should be back soon.”

Ancestor Xuan Wei narrowed her eyes.

Three months ago.

Hmph.

Every time she thought of Gluttony Hell, her teeth itched.

She had lost a split soul and a portion of her weapon’s power. She had also gone into seclusion for three months to recover.

Otherwise, she would have gone to settle accounts with Li already.

“Then wait,” she said. “For the next few months, I will be in seclusion here in Myriad Arts City. The moment there is news, inform me.” She tossed the man a talisman. Her body turned to smoke and vanished from the room.

“Understood,” the man answered, bowing his head, terrified and respectful.

Only after Ancestor Xuan Wei had been gone for a long time did he dare to lift his head.

Then his legs went weak, and he slumped to the floor.

He took several deep breaths before he calmed down, and his reason slowly returned.

His eyes flickered.

[What does this Li have that caught an Ancestor’s eye?]

Whatever the reason, that person was about to rise in one step.

If he handled the matter of the Ancestor taking a Disciple properly, would he not benefit later?

He did not dare delay.

He went straight to wait at the city gate.

Everyone returning to Myriad Arts City had to pass through that gate.

If he waited there, he would spot Li at once.

It had already been three months.

Within a day or two, she should return.

He waited patiently.

Soon, a month passed.

His expression grew a little dazed.

Counting this month, Li’s first trip to the Soul Prison had lasted four full months.

Was that even possible?

Her Merit Points should not be enough to buy a Purifying Fruit.

Maybe her Soul Method was special?

He kept waiting.

Another month passed.

Still no sign of Li.

He watched the gate day and night, without rest, for two whole months.

His face went pale. He was truly reaching his limit.

But he was afraid that if he blinked, he would miss the moment Li entered the city and ruin the Elder’s plans.

He forced himself to keep going.

Another month went by.

His face looked even worse.

Adding the first three months.

Li had now been in the Soul Prison for a full half year.

Without a Purifying Fruit, only the very top Soul Methods could remove miasma.

Li was so young. Even if she had a top Soul Method, how far could she have trained it?

Six whole months…

[Could it be that she already died in the Soul Prison?]

Uneasy, the man reported his guess to Ancestor Xuan Wei.

Ancestor Xuan Wei stayed silent for a long time, then sent back one line: “She will not die so easily. Keep watch.”

So the man could only keep guarding the gate.

In the dark night.

Ancestor Xuan Wei muttered to herself: “She is at least a Supreme Spiritual Root… did she fall just like that?”

Li had very likely fallen, yet Ancestor Xuan Wei felt no joy.

If Li was dead, that Supreme Spiritual Root would truly be nowhere to be found.