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Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Chapter 589 - 589: Conversation With The Saint Bandit
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Chapter 589 - 589: Conversation With The Saint Bandit

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The vast sword intent covered the sky and concealed the sun.

The only thing Jiang Hao could perceive was the great force.

The sword intent integrated with the great force of the Heavenly Note Sect and the Fallen Immortal Clan and began to merge with the earth.

Under such a great force, everyone present would benefit significantly.

It was even more likely to bring about the appearance of the Grand Earth Sovereign.

It seemed that the Fallen Immortal Clan was fleeing. Kendo didn’t pay attention to these people.

After a long time, the sword intent began to subside, and the strong representatives of the sect were all heading toward the source.

They wanted to meet this powerful figure.

The aura of the Cliff of Broken Hearts also gradually dissipated.

Everything returned to normal.

Jiang Hao let out a sigh of relief. It was unexpected that Kendo had helped. But since he had arrived and extended a helping hand, it was only natural to thank him. Perhaps he had offered his aid as a courtesy.

In any case, he needed to pay attention to what came next.

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There were many treasures of the Heavenly Note Sect with him, especially the Heavenly Fragrance Dao Flower.

Fortunately, the person was treating him courteously. If they had invaded him, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Jiang Hao intended to attend to his own matters, but he suddenly thought of something.

A strong figure had arrived..

‘Is this the person mentioned by Senior Dan Yuan? Is he here for the Heaven Lock Technique?’

Jiang Hao was wary. Powerful individuals were unpredictable. Just because that person was being courteous right now didn’t mean they would always be like that.

Furthermore, if they became greedy, trouble would surely ensue.

Kendo might have had dealings with Senior Dan Yuan like Zhuang Yuzhen had.

So, it wouldn’t be surprising if they took action.

Now that Elder Baizhi had gone over, the next step would be to observe the Heaven Lock Technique.

But it was in his possession.

‘I wonder if I’ll get caught up in this.’

Jiang Hao stopped overthinking.

The answers would be known in a few days. At present, he needed to maintain a low profile and await Elder Baizhi’s instructions.

Three days later, the sky had completely returned to normal, and the influence brought by the Fallen Immortal Clan gradually disappeared.

That sword’s intent was startling and inspiring. Jiang Hao felt the same way. He didn’t know how long it would take for him to reach that kind of power, but he would strive to get closer.

For now, he was focused on planting spirit herbs, even if it meant consuming his own spirit stones.

In another two months, it would be almost time.

The six-month deadline was approaching twice as fast.

‘I wonder if this will cause another commotion.’

For the benefits, he could endure that too. People only spread rumors, after all. It wouldn’t attract too much attention.

Another three days passed.

Jiang Hao received a message from the White Moon Lake. It instructed him to go to the Lawless Tower.

He knew that Kendo had already reached an agreement with Elder Baizhi.

He was also quite sure that Kendo had come looking for the Heaven Lock Technique.

It wasn’t a good thing that the Heaven Lock Technique was in his hands.

After a while, he reached the fifth floor of the Lawless Tower.

Jiang Hao was led to the center by Senior Sister Yinsha. There was a table here, and above it was a mirror that shone down.

“You can sit here, Junior Brother Jiang, and then place the items on the table.

Don’t worry about anything else.”

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“Alright.”

Jiang Hao nodded.

Before coming up, Senior Sister Yinsha had informed him that someone wanted to borrow the Heaven Lock Technique.

He looked around but didn’t see Kendo anywhere.

“He is on a higher floor and won’t meet with you yet, so you don’t need to worry too much,” Senior Sister Yinsha said kindly.

Jiang Hao nodded and thanked her. So that was how it was. He felt much more at ease.

It seemed that the Heavenly Note Sect also didn’t want anyone to know where the Heaven Lock Technique was.

The moment he sat down at the table, Jiang Hao had a strange feeling that someone was sitting across from him.

Then, he took out the Heaven Lock Technique, placed it under the light of the mirror, and slowly opened it.

The characters on it began to manifest. In Jiang Hao’s eyes, they were still chaotic.

He seemed to see a person sitting next to him.

It was a middle-aged man.

He looked at Jiang Hao and said, “I was born in the Heavenly Spirit Tribe. Our tribe was blessed by the heavens and born at a height beyond the reach of countless others. This was a source of pride for me. But… For a hundred years, our tribe has not seen any new life. I thought it was a problem with our tribe, so I began to explore medical arts. However, even medical arts couldn’t save our tribe. I explored witchcraft and this time, I succeeded, but the newborns were different from ordinary Heavenly Spirit Tribe infants. They had no talent. Even their lifespans were unusually short. I tried a few more times, but the result was the same. I didn’t continue after that and began to observe.”

“Ten years… a hundred years… No result until one fateful day… a major battle occurred, and our tribe suffered enormous casualties. After that, babies were born in our tribe. Their talent was exceptional. In the following years, the population became stagnant again. This time, there was one more person than before, but after calculating the talents of each person, I noticed something. The talents of these two were weaker than the previous ones. This discovery shocked me. I observed not only the Heavenly Spirit Tribe but also other humans, the Fallen Immortal Clan, the True Dragon Clan, and the Flood Dragon Race.”

Jiang Hao sat upright. The sword on the table was moving, and the characters were still falling into place.

At that moment, the figure stood up.

“I spent thousands of years observing and consulting countless scriptures.

Finally, I understood one thing. There was only one race as strong as the Torch Dragon. Born with the same lifespan as the heavens, an overwhelming might erupted as soon as they opened their eyes. However, they were weak in numbers, like the humans. Heaven and earth somewhat favor many races.”

“The Heavenly Spirit Tribe and the True Dragon Clan were born with astonishing talents. They were admired by countless others, but their numbers were far fewer than those who were born weak. They couldn’t be compared to ordinary humans. At that point, I came to a conclusion. The total number of racial talent remains fixed..”