Chapter 814 - - 575 Historian Human Emperor_3

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“Even we can’t understand Duge’s purpose, how can we help him?” The middle-aged scholar sat down in a chair and poured himself another cup of tea, “Even the rules of the Alien Battlefield have changed. With our talents, awakening the Literary Heart is impossible now. Even finding a place to learn Cultivation Methods now, we can’t catch up with Brother Du’s pace!”

Suddenly.

A voice arose beside the two of them, “Why not take me as your master? I will teach you the Cultivation Methods.”

“Who?” The two of them stood up simultaneously.

A young man in a blue robe appeared abruptly inside the room, looking at them with a gentle expression.

The moment he appeared, the middle-aged scholar looked at him with deep emotion, activating his skill, but even as his gaze softened, the young man in the blue robe remained unmoved, just smiling at him.

The middle-aged scholar’s eye twitched, he withdrew his skill, and knelt on the ground, bowing his head, “Master, please forgive your junior for the disrespect.”

“Master above, please accept your disciple’s bow,” the scholar followed suit and knelt down.

“You don’t ask who I am, and you hastily take me as your master?” the young man laughed as he looked at them and asked.

“Master has his reasons for accepting us; we don’t need to know who you are,” the scholar laughed, “As long as it allows us to survive, even if we have to be enemies with Duge, it’s worth it.”

“It’s funny, I actually am Duge’s enemy,” the young man said with a smile, “Every Alien Warrior of Qiyuan Star doesn’t want to betray Duge. Are you two really willing to be enemies with Duge?”

“Naturally, we don’t want to either,” said the middle-aged scholar, “But we are aware of our abilities; we don’t have the power to resist, so we might as well close our eyes and enjoy. Moreover, we trust Duge, even if we became his enemies, it might not necessarily mean we can defeat him.”

“What if I were the Daoist Ancestor!” said the young man with a chuckle.

The two looked at each other in stunned silence, shock evident in their eyes.

“Master, if you truly are the Daoist Ancestor, if you wanted to kill Duge, you would have done so long ago. Why wait until now? You must have your intentions for taking us as disciples,” said the middle-aged scholar.

“Including the both of you, I have now taken in a total of twelve disciples from Qiyuan Star,” said the Daoist Ancestor. “I will teach you the Cultivation Methods and help you increase your strength to a level comparable to Duge’s in the shortest amount of time.

Your mission is to be enemies of Duge, and you must not reveal your identity as Alien Warriors from Qiyuan Star.”

If one of you kills Duge, I will help you escape the control of Pan-Universe Entertainment and allow you to stay in this world.

If you fail, I will take back your Cultivation Levels and kill Duge myself.

With this, are you still willing to take me as your master?"

Before the sound of his voice had died away.

The two immediately answered in unison, “We are willing.”

“As long as we can escape the control of Pan-Universe Entertainment, not to speak of killing Duge, killing all the other people of Qiyuan Star would be fine too,” said the scholar.

“Good, then follow me!” said the young man in the blue robe with a laugh. With a wave of his sleeve, the room was left empty, with only two remaining cups of cold tea.

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Meanwhile.

Duge was in the Southern Zen Region, hiding his form in the cover of night.

He watched as the Taixuan Emperor suddenly appeared, manipulating a blood cloud, and amidst the distraction of Bai Da and other warriors and Puhua Celestial Venerable as they clashed with the forces of the Thunder Division, he burst into the formation of the thirty thousand Heavenly Soldiers and began a massive slaughter.

The Blood Law was the nemesis of all living beings, those below the level of a Golden Immortal would lose all their vital blood on the face of it, and his strength grew the more he fought.

In just a moment, nearly a quarter of the thirty thousand Heavenly Soldiers were lost. Those True Immortals, who had barely ascended to the Immortal Realm, turned into dried corpses, falling from the sky like dumplings.

Seeing this, Puhua Celestial Venerable was both shocked and terrified; he quickly repelled the Bai Da Demon King and turned to take the Thunder Hammer to attack the Taixuan Emperor.

But the Taixuan Emperor, having fully absorbed the vital blood, didn’t engage him in a prolonged fight and, with a manic laugh, swept up a cloud of blood and fled into the distance.

His speed was so fast that even the thunder of Puhua Celestial Venerable couldn’t catch up.

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