Chapter 471: Chapter 293 Divine Spirits Descend, Hong Ling_2

“I’m still young, what’s there to fear!” Jiang Ming was unconcerned. “The path lies ahead, just take it step by step, and one day I will reach my destination.” “Good mentality!”

Master exclaimed in admiration.

Both seated themselves in meditation, their thoughts spreading out, each evolving and elaborating on their understanding of the Path of the Spirit, validating each other, absorbing from each other.

The Path of the Spirit is all about comprehension.

If you comprehend it, then you’ve arrived.

A single thought in the heart can sublimate oneself, making the power of the spirit surge.

And there, Jiang Ming effortlessly attained enlightenment, all at once expanding his Sea of Heart, transforming and sublimating his Void God, and acquiring a trace of peculiar immortality.

“Of no common breed!”

Master sighed emotionally.

He thought of his junior disciple brother, who in those days was also a breathtaking genius, daring to draw his sword against the sky, arrogant and defiant. Yet compared to the one before him now, he still fell short.

The key was this young fellow’s incredible mentality.

Neither arrogant nor impatient.

His actions were high-profile, yet he concealed even more tactics. Others might feign weakness to trick the tiger, but he was a dragon in tiger’s clothing, still overwhelmingly strong to the point of despair.

After coming out of the Realm of Heart, Jiang Ming’s life became a bit dull and monotonous.

Inside the City Mansion, there were many songstresses, mostly with Cultivation levels of the Eighth or Ninth Realm. He called them over to play music, sing folk songs, taste various delicacies, and did not forget to contemplate the Tao rhythm of heaven and earth, continuing to understand the rules.

There were also many Spiritual Medicines, Yuan Crystals, and other treasures sent to him, which he integrated into his Inner World to refine into his foundation.

The World Tree was there too, constantly devouring the energy torrents of a false realm that even he didn’t know of, occasionally scattering down the Light of Creation to propel the growth of his Inner World.

Outside, turmoil spread across the One Hundred and Eight Provinces like wildfire.

The Holy City also dispatched a large number of suppression troops. These were armies directly formed by the powerful of the Tenth Realm, set up in Great Arrays.

Wherever the armies went, they almost swept through everything.

But there were also many strong ones in the world, exhausting the Holy Dynasty’s foundation by various means.

One day, an acquaintance came to visit.

“A rare guest indeed, truly a rare guest!” The visitor was none other than Holy Heart, who possessed the sacred Angel and Sacred Dragon Bloodline.

They had been comrades in life and death, closely linked.

Meeting again, Jiang Ming noticed that Holy Heart had now reached the Twelfth Realm in her soul cultivation.

Compared to before, she seemed even more sacred and inviolable.

Her face was flawless.

Her curvaceous figure should have been provocative, yet her demeanor was cool and aloof.

“Brother Jiang, I hope you’ve been well.” With a slight smile from Holy Heart, the surrounding space suddenly brightened, even producing countless Divine Lights that made her seem even more stunning, “I knew your combat power was extraordinary, but I didn’t expect it to be to such an extent. Just after arriving, you’ve become the lord of a province and successively thwarted two of the Holy Dynasty’s offenses. Had I not been entangled in matters, I would have come sooner.”

A feast was set up, and Jiang Ming entertained her.

Ran Xin also emerged from closed-door training.

“With your strength, you could dominate a province on your own. Why come here?” Ran Xin didn’t understand, but she murmured in her heart: This little vixen, she wouldn’t be trying to seduce Brother Jiang, huh? Hmph, if she dares to seduce him, I’ll have Brother Jiang pierce through her, leaving her unable to close her mouth both above and below.

“I’ve thought about it.” Holy Heart sensed the faint hostility, looked at Ran Xin with some confusion, then continued, “In Cloud Flying State, ever since Brother Jiang resisted the second offense, the Primordial Sect there directly raised their banners, killed the Prefecture Lord, and wanted to declare themselves sovereign. The Primordial Sect had eight Twelve Realm strong ones, yet they were easily surrounded and suppressed by the Holy Dynasty’s army. That scared me. Rather than risk my life raising a banner to fight for a place in the future, it’s better to follow Brother Jiang in cultivation. Strength is the foundation; as for the rest, it’s all just passing clouds. I believe that if Brother Jiang achieves the honor of Divine Spirit, he certainly won’t forget his little sister.”

She smiled; her smile was like blooming flowers.

She even gave Ran Xin a teasing eyebrow raise.

This little minx, definitely up to no good.

Ran Xin cursed silently, then hugged Jiang Ming’s arm with a laugh, “My Brother Jiang will easily achieve Divine Spirit status, let alone you, anyone who comes here will definitely be taught the laws of Divine Spirits. After all, my Brother Jiang has a benevolent love for all beings.”

The corner of Jiang Ming’s mouth twitched, somewhat speechless.

After chatting about their respective matters, the two young ladies quickly hit it off, after all, they were both beings of the Twelfth Realm, having reached the pinnacle.

Neither looked down upon the other.

Chatting and laughing, engaging in subtle rivalry, they went together for a stroll in the city to relive the feeling of past shopping trips.

One day, Holy Heart came alone to find him.

By the lakeside of Crescent Moon Lake, watching the ripples on the water and the circles of light that emerged, Jiang Ming looked at the other person, “Is there something you need?”

“Somewhat.” Holy Heart said as she pulled out a bottle of wine and tossed it over, speaking with a slight melancholy, “Several of my clansmen who participated in the Genius War with me have died in battle; one of them was a half-sister from the same father. We were very close.”

As she spoke, she also took out a bottle of wine. Upon opening it, white light started to rise from the mouth of the bottle, congealing into clouds and fog.

This phenomenon indicated the wine was no ordinary item.

“Please!” Holy Heart gestured.

“Please!” Jiang Ming glanced at the wine bottle, then with meaningful eyes at Holy Heart, he picked up the bottle and downed it in one gulp, exclaiming, “Good wine, really good wine, utterly unspeakable. Especially the inclusion of a special substance, which gives the flavor an uplifting marvel.”

“That substance is called Drunk God Grass!” Holy Heart shot a beam of Divine Light from the top of her head, transforming into a stunningly beautiful woman. With a light tap of her toe, she landed on the surface of the lake.

With a casual flick of her hand, the lake water rippled in circles. Turning around with a charming smile, she said, “It seems you’re not surprised? You appeared to have noticed something earlier, yet you still drank it. Is this the friendship between you two?”

At this moment, Holy Heart’s eyes were lost, as if her spirit was wandering outside the world.

“We have fought side by side, on the edge of life and death,” Jiang Ming said, then added playfully, “As a Demigod, the powerful, are these the lowly methods you use against me?”

Ever since Holy Heart arrived, he had sensed something was amiss.

After all, his Cause and Effect were successful, and he had the Eye of Heavenly Mandate with him, who could plot against him?

Wishful thinking.

However, he did not reveal it right away, instead wanting to see what would happen next, but he never imagined that the method used against him would be poison.

He found it somewhat disdainful.

“You are too strong, really too strong. The Holy Dynasty’s attempts to eradicate you twice have been easily resolved by you. Especially that last punch, truly earth-shattering, unparalleled. Under that punch, you obliterated many powerful beings who were secretly watching you.” The girl in the red dress licked her lips, her gaze particularly fervent as she looked at Jiang Ming, “The stronger you are, the more I like you. Although my methods are unmatched in this world, I admit I might not be able to take you down, so I had to resort to some special methods to make you mine.”

“No, why aren’t you drunk? Why isn’t your mind showing signs of collapse?” the girl in the red dress frowned slightly, “Drunk God Grass, after my concoction, even Divine Spirits would be intoxicated, but you still show no signs of drunkenness. You can’t be immune, can you?”

“Impossible, definitely impossible!” the girl in the red dress shook her head, “Drunk God Grass contains true divine rhythm, irresistible to anyone below a Divine Spirit. At this time, you must be using great Divine Skills to suppress it, right?”

She still lacked confidence.

Jiang Ming just smiled, offering no explanation.

Poison?

That was the least of his worries.

Ever since acquiring the talent of Immunity to Ten Thousand Poisons, it has scarcely been triggered.

With his current Cultivation level in the Demigod Realm, he truly had nothing to fear.

“Are you the reincarnation of a Goddess?” Jiang Ming’s gaze was full of aggression.

“My name is Hong Ling, and I am the reincarnation of a Goddess.” Hong Ling did not hide it, “In order to experience the myriad states of mortal life and witness the river of mortal wisdom, I purposely took a walk through it.”

“Since you are a Goddess reincarnated, to use such lowly methods, don’t you feel like you’re losing the face of divinity?” Jiang Ming scoffed.

Hong Ling’s breathing stalled, her eyes grew cold, “As long as it serves the purpose.”

“Have you achieved your purpose?” Jiang Ming stood up, and the power that lay dormant within him immediately surged forth like a Tsunami. In an instant, he suppressed the surrounding area, creating a Forbidden Area, “Tell me, reincarnated Goddess, can you die?”