1001 Activation Stage
Just now, on the Endless Sea, because of Bai Ze’s words, the Endless Heavenly Venerable chose to give up a full-scale battle and instead cooperate with Han Muye.
At that time, Han Muye saw the flicker in Bai Ze’s eyes.
“The advice I gave to the Celestial just now is our best future.”
Looking at Han Muye, a profound and distant light shone in Bai Ze’s eyes.
A slight smile appeared on his face as he softly said, “I cannot see your future, nor can I see your past, but I can discern the choices I should make.”
What would have happened if the Endless Heavenly Venerable had truly engaged in battle at that time?
Han Muye didn’t know.
Even with three Sword Towers in his possession, he didn’t dare claim victory against a powerful being on the path to transcendence.
But he had confidence that he wouldn’t die in the Endless Sea.
Afterward, he might directly confront the Endless Sea and mobilize forces from all sides to attack and seize its resources.
Indeed, using the Endless Sea as a target was the best choice.
If he could obtain the path to transcendence from the Endless Heavenly Venerable and control the cycle of reincarnation, the cultivation realm would flourish even more.
Han Muye shook his head gently, dispersing this thought.
The Endless Heavenly Venerable was not so easily slain.
Conquering the Endless Sea would likely result in both sides suffering heavy losses.
That was why Bai Ze said that the choice he offered was the best.
“The Endless Heavenly Venerable is a living being nurtured within this world and naturally has a special attachment to this realm.
“Whether it’s the Wood Deity or the Water Lord, many of the past mighty beings were not born in this realm.
“In this cultivation realm, there aren’t many powerful beings who were truly nurtured by the heavens and the earth and ultimately became mighty. The Endless Heavenly Venerable is one, and the Source Heaven Sword is another.”
Bai Ze turned around and looked at the Endless Sea not far away with a sigh.
“Do you know how tragic it is to helplessly watch your own world being devoured, occupied, and wantonly destroyed, unable to do anything about it?”
“The Heavenly Venerable chose to fight through the cycle of reincarnation and plunge into the depths of the Endless Sea. That was already quite courageous. As for me, I was a deserter back then…”
“I’m very curious. Senior, what do you see in your own future?”
Watching as this world was ruled by the Immortal World and suppressed by powerful external forces, the Endless Heavenly Venerable’s pain could be imagined.
With such thoughts, it truly required immense determination for the Endless Heavenly Venerable to give up the battle against Han Muye at the last moment.
Today, killing Han Muye and seizing the dominion of this realm, even driving out all external forces, presented the best opportunity!
“The future,” Bai Ze looked around and whispered, “In the future, I will go to the Immortal World, but I won’t be myself anymore.”
Not be myself?
Han Muye shuddered.
Bai Ze waved his hand, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.
“While I cannot see your future, I have glimpsed some timelines.”
“Remember, the Heavenly Stele Baxia has a big secret.”
With that, Bai Ze moved and nodded at Han Muye with a smile before disappearing.
Han Muye nodded, a complex expression passing over his face.
The next time he would meet Bai Ze, it wouldn’t be Bai Ze anymore, but rather, a clone of the Endless Heavenly Venerable…
The advice Bai Ze gave today was the best choice for Han Muye, but it might not be the same for the Endless Heavenly Venerable.
Bai Ze could be considered as betraying the Endless Heavenly Venerable.
Therefore, his future had already been decided.
Han Muye didn’t know why Bai Ze did this, whether it was truly because he couldn’t see his own future or if he saw something else, or perhaps it was because of Baxia bloodline.
Han Muye’s integration of the power of divine beasts was different from directly seizing someone else’s body. He obtained the inheritance of divine beasts and slowly merged their bloodline.
His Baxia bloodline power was recognized among divine beasts.
Whether it was the Qilin or the other divine beasts, they all regarded Han Muye as one of their own.
In the distance, Bai Zeyu bowed to Han Muye and then departed.
Bai Zeyu possessed the bloodline of Bai Ze, but he didn’t possess the same divine abilities as Bai Ze. What he saw was not as distant as what his Patriarch saw.
But he possessed the ability to ward off evil and avoid disasters.
The choice he made was also his best choice.
Han Muye’s figure vanished on the nameless island as he swiftly flew away.
On Firefly Island, Han Muye did not directly enter the city to go to the Imperial View Sword Shop.
He landed from the coastline and walked through the small seaside village where Zeng Daniu once lived.
The seaside village remained the same as before, and the villagers who had lived here for generations continued to live their lives.
The departure of Dang Chun’s family hadn’t brought any significant changes to this fishing village.
However, there were some differences in the town several tens of miles away.
The patriarch of the Tao family, who had befriended Zeng Daniu, evidently had intentions. The town now had several additional buildings, including two shops specializing in high-quality weapons.
These treasures usable by cultivators brought popularity to the small town.
Inside the shops were spirit weapons, swords, and blades crafted personally by the master craftsman Zeng Daniu.
Each of these treasures could bring thousands of spiritual rocks in profits to the Tao family.
The town also had two academies and seven or eight blacksmith workshops.
These blacksmith workshops were filled with apprentices, reportedly locals who had gone to the city to learn the art of blacksmithing from Master Zeng Daniu and returned to benefit their hometown.
When Han Muye walked out of the small town, a smile appeared on his face.
The power of the cultivation realm could bring positive changes to ordinary people.
For the outsiders who were cultivators, they were welcomed in this small town.
The power of cultivation was a double-edged sword, and for ordinary people like ants, it could bring catastrophic disasters.