Chapter 482 - 478: Outsider Interference

Chapter 482 - 478: Outsider Interference

The old man watched Wei Wuyin with keen interest, but after eating the dried peach with chrome-colored liquid, not reacting in any adverse manner, his expression became somewhat strange. It took him a long moment before he sighed to himself. ’Aren’t you a little too monstrous?’

Thinking this, the old man chuckled, only reacting after noticing Wei Wuyin snag a handful of dried peaches from his paper bag. Before he could react, one by one, the dried peaches were rapidly eaten in a single bite. His eyebrows twitched. Those were Deepstar Peaches dipped in Blazing Incandescent Liquid! To think Wei Wuyin could even eat one in a single bite was unimaginable!

"Haaa..." The old man felt defeated. But this secondary sigh caused him to lose another handful of his precious peaches. He hurriedly retrieved his hand, stowing the paper bag away almost magically without a hint of spatial fluctuation.

"What’s wrong? Those were delicious," Wei Wuyin commented with a wisp of sadness in his voice. He ate another, looking at the old man with a sly smile.

Wei Wuyin was well-aware that these fruits were extremely precious, containing essences of incredible origin, and each time they entered his body, outside of the taste, Eden would quickly absorb it and transform it into gentle energies. These energies had thoroughly given him a shock as he felt his body’s physical and mental foundation increase by a single percentage in quality. Given his abnormally refined bodily condition, this was even better than a thousand eighth-grade pellets designed to reinforce those energies.

Furthermore, he had long since reached the peak of his body and Sea of Consciousness’ condition at his current stage of cultivation, unable to elevate it even with ninth-grade products, but these peaches were capable of breaking past this limit! If a normal cultivator at the Spatial Resonance Phase had eaten this, they might be boiling out of their skin, convulsing and nearing death.

The old man couldn’t afford Wei Wuyin’s appetite. "You’re a little too much," the old man answered before continuing, "You must be curious about what happened, right?" He said, pointing at the three projected images.

"..." Wei Wuyin looked at the old man for a short moment, and then clicked his tongue. "So, there are more outsiders present, not in the trial. Do they all have bodyguards like you?" Wei Wuyin was a little frustrated, realizing the truth from the old man’s presence.

Startled, the old man was once more awed by how quick Wei Wuyin could come up with this conclusion. While there were clues, there was nothing directly saying these individuals were outsiders. They could be carefully cultivated geniuses of the native faction, awaiting the ascension of a Holy Child to capitalize on it.

Still, the old man responded with a nod. "Do I need to explain anything, or do you have it all figured out?" He asked with a bitter smile, wondering if he even needed to waste his breath. He had long since realized that Wei Wuyin was an official member of this trial, so he had no protector like himself. He almost felt aggrieved for Wei Wuyin, considering the state of things.

The old man nodded, "Yes, you. You obtained three badges and threw everything out of whack, but more, you let them all see what was within the Grand Earth Cache." At the end his words, he started to laugh again, recalling the entire fiasco that led to the end of the so-called Holy Clans’ reign.

"..." Wei Wuyin was now truly startled, his eyebrows furrowed so deeply that they were nearly vertical. "Fuck..." was all he could say. He had thoroughly miscalculated in that regard. His exposure had leaked the normally secret, unknown location of the cache to the world.

While he had taken care of the Grand Earth Cache in seconds, and felt no senses on him, those outsiders had cultivation bases that exceeded Mortal Limits. How could he know their methods? He wasn’t even familiar with what a Mystic Ascendant Realm cultivator could do! They knew exactly what happened and what’s inside.

"Fuck, indeed." The old man slapped his knee, finding a frustrated Wei Wuyin pleasing to the eye. "When they informed their little demons of talent, how do you think they reacted? At first, they wanted to act against you, but our jobs are to strictly observe and protect, not be their thugs and stooges. We told them if they wanted to make a move, they’d need to do so against you directly, with the possibility of death. We won’t even interfere if you ordered your Realmlords and Timelords to act against them.

"But your results in the Holy Ceremony were a little too terrifying as well, haha. So they decided on the alternative: Obtain their own cache. Of course, only three succeeded in comprehending Apex-level Elemental Intent, not including the grey-eyed youth there. I don’t know where he came from, but he took that little brat of mine out of the competition, how unlucky." The old man sighed at the end, feeling the young woman was given the shaft once again by a handsome youth, and it didn’t feel remotely pleasant.

Learning that Lin Ming had defeated that young woman left him unsurprised. He was a Blessed after all. As long as his Karmic Luck stood strong, he would always beat his enemies or survive any ordeal.

"But the trial...collecting the badges," Wei Wuyin did not want to fight these so-called talented youths. Not because of their strength, but their protectors and backing. While the old man might be under the presumption that he originated from an outstanding origin, he didn’t have anything that impressive.

In terms of background, it consisted of just one thing: himself.

Hearing Wei Wuyin’s voice twisted with vexation, the old man patted his shoulder in a consoling effort. "No worries. As long as you don’t intend to kill or cripple them, those old gargoyles of theirs won’t interfere. This is your trial. In fact, they might just give you the badges for the right price. You could even form excellent relations with them." While he said this, he felt that Wei Wuyin’s backing was far, far greater than these youths.

If not, how else does one reason that he possessed a 39,300 Spirit Unit Level at eight years of cultivation? It was absolutely absurd, something only an Alchemist that exceeded Mortal-tier could accomplish or a high-level Mystic Ascendant Realm cultivator could produce through certain inborn gifts they’ve bestowed.

It would be to their benefit to befriend Wei Wuyin.

Wei Wuyin understood this concept of using silk, not blades, feeling slightly better. But Lin Ming was still his greatest competitor. Sooner or later, he’ll collect the badges of the other two, and bring them to him. So all he felt he had to do was wait. But should he?