Chapter 322: Brother Biao And His Little Brother’s Story
Sang Biao easily passed the Tribulation Crossing of the Mahayana Stage lightning tribulation.
Immediately after, that egg cracked open, and two serpents crawled out: Ming Zhu and Ao Tian. In the end, after much deliberation, Sang Biao decided to only take one.
But which one to take was very troublesome and difficult to choose.
So he chose to count petals: one, two, three, four, five. He took Ming Zhu.
The result, as one might expect.
Ao Tian, who did not follow Sang Biao, became a Tribulation Crossing within a thousand years, and an Ascender within ten thousand years.
Ming Zhu, who followed Sang Biao, was still in the Deity Transformation stage after ten thousand years. Two thousand years later, he finally remembered that he hadn’t crossed his Ascension Tribulation yet, and only then became an Immortal Crossing.
The most speechless thing was that Lord Sang Biao, halfway through bringing Ming Zhu along, suddenly reformed and followed Feng He.
And he directly abandoned Ming Zhu.
Fortunately, Ming Zhu only loved to sleep and couldn’t be bothered with him at all.
What followed was the plot of Lord Sang Biao conquering the world with Feng He. They were majestic and awe-inspiring, striking fear into everyone’s hearts.
It was just a pity that Feng He eventually died and her Dao dissipated. Lord Sang Biao, after committing evil deeds for thousands of years, also felt it was meaningless and could only continue his solitary search for Ming Zhu.
It was better that he didn’t look for Ming Zhu; when he did, he was startled.
How had this guy reached the late-stage Tribulation Crossing?
Sang Biao: “After I left you, you couldn’t sleep?”
Ming Zhu: “No, it’s just that you are trash, taking a hundred thousand years to reach the late-stage Tribulation Crossing.”
Sang Biao: “……”
He got angry: “Then let’s compete, who will ascend first!”
Afterwards, Sang Biao began to cultivate diligently and conscientiously. Who knew that Ming Zhu, that insidious fellow, for some reason cultivated faster than him, and within a hundred years, he welcomed the Tribulation of Ascension.
Let the Tribulation of Ascension be the Tribulation of Ascension. He, Lord Sang Biao, was not one to lose and not admit it. But who knew that at this moment, Feng Budu arrived menacingly, wanting to use the Tribulation of Ascension to execute Ming Zhu.
Lord Sang Biao had always been displeased with Feng He, that ungrateful disciple, let alone after Feng He blocked the lightning tribulation for Feng Budu. Therefore, at that time, Lord Sang Biao was also ferocious and fought fiercely with Feng Budu.
It could only be said that Feng Budu was indeed worthy of being his master’s disciple.
He was hurt badly.
But compared to Ming Zhu, who endured over a hundred Annihilation Lightning Tribulations, he wasn’t hurting that much.
So Sang Biao endured several more lightning tribulations for Ming Zhu.
However, the Annihilation Lightning Tribulation combined with Feng Budu’s sword edge, even a Divine Beast like him couldn’t withstand it. Thus, Lord Sang Biao fainted and did not see whether Ming Zhu ascended after enduring one hundred and eight lightning tribulations.
Upon waking, there was good news and bad news.
The good news was that Feng Budu let him go.
The bad news was that Feng Budu seemed not to have let Ming Zhu go. He could only see Ming Zhu’s lifeless corpse there.
Sang Biao was so upset he cried.
He still liked Ming Zhu very much. Although he always slept, he had chosen it when picking petals back then.
He was furious and wanted to go to the Devil Realm to seek revenge on Feng Budu.
Before he even reached the Devil Realm, something went wrong.
Someone took advantage of his severe injuries, his concern for Ming Zhu, and the fact that he had once given him dried fish in front of his master, to trick him into a formation and imprison him in a dark and dizzying location.
He was imprisoned for three thousand seven hundred years, in perpetual darkness.
His cultivation had once again dropped to the mid-stage Mahayana, how could he not be angry!
So when he sensed that person’s bloodline on Ming Zhaoshuang, he was so angry he almost went mad, wanting nothing more than to dismember and devour this person alive to mourn his dead past.
Wait, his past didn’t seem to be dead yet.
His master seemed to be alive, and it seemed that on this little girl, he was forced to form a spiritual beast contract with her.
Sang Biao: So hateful, but there’s nothing he can do, boo hoo.
After that, he found that following Ming Zhaoshuang wasn’t bad; he could eat and drink well, and deal with a bunch of weaklings. People gave him food from time to time, and this kind of life became more and more enjoyable.
So he yielded.
The old master was very good, but the new master was also very good.
Therefore, Lord Sang Biao decided that even though Ming Zhaoshuang’s father had imprisoned him for three thousand seven hundred years, he would reluctantly forgive him. After all, his cultivation had only dropped to the mid-stage Mahayana, and cultivation couldn’t be eaten as food.
Lord Sang Biao had a big heart.
However, who could tell him why Ming Zhu was still not dead!
Not only was he not dead, but he had not ascended. Instead, he broke through with his soul body, completely becoming a person of the Underworld, and becoming the second Immortal Crossing of the current era.
After not seeing each other for nearly four thousand years, his cultivation, Lord Sang Biao’s, had decreased instead of increasing. If this were to be known by that guy, he would have no dignity or face at all.
Fortunately, fortunately, he was still in his master’s sea of consciousness at the time, so that guy didn’t recognize him.
Fortunately, fortunately, his master was still by his side now. He should quickly take her back; he couldn’t afford to lose face.
However, why was Ming Zhu clinging to his master and not letting go!
And he kept tiring his master, making her repeatedly practice that move these days. Although her spiritual power was always there, her stamina was not. His master was such a thin, small, and delicate human, how could she endure it!
Sang Biao was so enraged he burned with anger.
But it was quickly extinguished by the water from Ming Zhaoshuang’s breakthrough.
Fine.
Fine, he recognized him after all, but luckily he didn’t mock his current cultivation.
But why did he call him a stupid cat! Why!
If it weren’t for Lord Sang Biao sacrificing himself for a friend back then, could he have become an Immortal Crossing! He would have either died under the Annihilation Lightning Tribulation or died by Feng Budu’s sword!
After Sang Biao dryly recalled his past with Ming Zhu, Ming Zhaoshuang understood: “Aren’t you really going to go see him? He seems to miss you quite a bit.”
Sang Biao: “Too embarrassing, I’m not going!”
Where is an elder brother whose cultivation is lower than his younger brother’s?
Ming Zhaoshuang chuckled: “Since you find it embarrassing, then why do you spend all day eating and waiting to die? Are you not going to ascend until he ascends and you’re not even a Tribulation Crossing?”
Speaking, she stroked Sang Biao’s fur and sighed: “Forget it, I can’t count on you.”
Regardless, even if she ascended, she would bring Sang Biao along, so it didn’t matter if he was a lucky dog. Rather than relying on others, it was better to rely on oneself.
With this thought, Ming Zhaoshuang led Shen Yuyin and the others to the Youdu Mountain Summit.
The few people inside those self-built houses truly saw the medical magical artifacts and pills that the Artifact Cultivators and Pill Cultivators used to nurture embryos. The professionalism of it made Tan Zhu, a Pill Cultivator, gasp in admiration.
Inside, there were also 16 hospital beds, and on the beds lay 9 mortal women who had lost their lives due to the destruction of the Calamity-Protecting Long Sha Formation.
Ming Zhaoshuang looked at them, feeling deeply uneasy.
Tan Zhu stepped forward, closed their eyes, and collected their bodies into his Cosmic Bag.
“We have done our best in this matter. Even if we didn’t destroy the Calamity-Protecting Long Sha Formation, given their physiques, they wouldn’t have survived,” Tan Zhu said. “Junior Sister Eleven, you don’t need to blame yourself; you have already done enough.”
Ming Zhaoshuang said: “I just feel that if a person’s life is truly like this, it is too tragic.”
Regardless of whether the formation was broken or not, whether they had children or not, once their frail bodies appeared in the Calamity-Protecting Long Sha Formation, only “death” remained.
These individuals, born from the gestation of immortal embryos using mortal women, didn’t even bother to test their physiques beforehand.
Shen Yuyin said: “Oh dear, you two stop being melancholic. Quickly record it with a recording stone. This young lady still has to fight for them!”
Hearing Shen Yuyin’s words, the group no longer hesitated. After collecting the evidence, they left the houses with blue glass and arrived beside the Yellow Springs Jade Pool.
Although Ming Zhaoshuang had already obtained a Nine-Orifice Lotus, she still wanted to accompany Ming Zhaoshuang and the others for a while longer, so she did not leave.
