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1683 The Monsters of the Ten High Nobles of the Past! (5)
“My ‘sword cognition’ was born from this.”
Xu Xiaoshou held his cup and sat there lifelessly, his gaze empty, unable to speak for a long time.
The geniuses of this world…
How should he put it?
They were all f*cking ridiculous!
Bazhun’an being extraordinary was one thing, but among those who were contemporaries with him, there indeed wasn’t a single normal person!
The birth of the first generation of Penetrating Divine Senses, the “God Punishment Tribulation”, only took such a short time of enlightenment?
In less than the time it took for an incense stick to burn…
Later generations wanted to study and understand this power.
They had put in thousands of times more effort and spent decades, but in the end, they chose to give up!
Xu Xiaoshou had heard of it.
Decades ago, there was still a “Sense Division” in the Holy Divine Palace, which focused on “Penetrating Divine Senses.”
In the end, research showed that this thing could only be cultivated by a monster and could not be popularized.
Thus, the entire “Sense Division” announced its disbandment.
The seven divisions had become the six divisions of today.
“Master Bazhun’an…”
“Hey, don’t!”
Kong Yuhen’s politeness caused Bazhun’an to feel extremely uncomfortable, and his face contorted.
He looked back and saw this person raising his cup respectfully. And Bazhun’an also raised his cup.
“Anyway, thank you for telling me so much. I think I have a direction now on who to look for next.”
Kong Yuhen lightly clinked his cup and downed it in one gulp.
Bazhun’an put down his cup and wiped the corners of his mouth, but he could not help but laugh. “I’m not telling you everything.”
Xu Xiaoshou touched his cup and could not come back to his senses.
“Why? Are you scared silly?” The corners of Bazhun’an’s lips curled up, and their tone was filled with mockery.
“That’s not it. It’s just that…” Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t describe what he was feeling right now. He could only say, “It’s a mixture of emotions, like a dream.”
“I didn’t say so much to discourage you.”
“What then?”
“You’re about to break through to the Sovereign Stage, aren’t you?”
“Yes, the main reason why I came this time is… Uh, it’s not the main thing. It’s secondary. I need you to protect me… Hmm, this doesn’t seem important. More importantly, I want to ask you if you have any experience in breaking through to the Sovereign Dao Realm…”
“Xu Xiaoshou!”
The voice of Bazhun’an suddenly became heavy and interrupted Xu Xiaoshou.
His gaze became extremely sharp, no longer murky. It was like a sword that had been hidden for decades and had suddenly been unsheathed.
When Xu Xiaoshou met his gaze, he felt a sharp pain in his mind and his senses were in a daze, as if he had been stabbed by a sword.
He thought it was an illusion…
However, the Information Bar suddenly jumped.
“Attacked, Passive Points +1.”
Attacked?
Killing with his eyes?
Xu Xiaoshou was stunned. He tilted his head and subconsciously wanted to look away, not daring to look at her.
But he suddenly stopped and stared.
His face felt itchy as if some liquid was flowing down.
Xu Xiaoshou waited for a while and licked it. It tasted fishy.
He finally saw through his “Perception” that his eyes had been pierced until they were bleeding, just because he was looking at Bazhun’an!
“You, what do you want to do?”
Xu Xiaoshou stared at him for a while before he spoke hesitantly.
He suddenly realized that Bazhun’an was actually handsome. At least, this guy had obviously tidied himself up in the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion and was no longer sloppy.
After he cleaned himself up, his face was firm and his lines were tough. His entire face gave off an oppressive and aggressive feeling.
“Do you have something important to tell me?” Xu Xiaoshou touched his face and suddenly felt that this exchange of gazes was a bad start.
Bazhun’an finally couldn’t hold it in any longer. The corners of their mouths twitched as they retracted their sharp gazes and sighed.
“Xu Xiaoshou, haven’t you noticed that you’ve become cautious since some time ago?”
This sound was like a great bell, thought-provoking.
Xu Xiaoshou’s mind went blank, and he forgot to do anything.
“Perhaps it’s the Dongtianwang City, perhaps it’s the Abyss Island, or perhaps the enemies you’re facing are getting stronger and stronger.”
“But these are not reasons for you to lose your spirit.”
Bazhun’an narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, “Think about it, before the Dongtianwang City, I allowed you to cause trouble and set you free because you were extremely capable and could do things that ordinary people could not.”
“But along the way, you seem to be taking yourself too lightly. You even started to equate yourself with some trash.”
“Higher void? Demi-saint?”
Bazhun’an snorted, his eyes filled with contempt as if he was looking at trash.
“Most of the people you meet today have only cultivated for a few decades or a hundred years more than you.”
“Do you want to take the same path as them from their point of view and use their trash thinking to influence your own will?”
“Take the dross and discard the essence?”
Bazhun’an leaned forward, his eyes filled with mockery as he looked over, “Think about what you accomplished on Abyss Island. Almost nothing!”
“You can’t kill everyone, but you run away when you encounter danger… When I was your age, I was arrogant and had no one behind me, but I still charged forward.”
“You’ve become timid, Xu Xiaoshou.”
Bazhun’an stopped mocking him, his expression calmed down, and his speech slowed down.
“This is not a good transformation.”
“But it’s not your fault. In the end, it’s because your horizons are limited. That’s why I’m telling you so much today.”
Pausing for a moment, he said heavily, “Xu Xiaoshou, the person you want to surpass isn’t Rao Yaoyao, nor is it Jiang Buyi, nor is it Mei Siren or Huang Quan.”
“It’s about Kui Leihan and Shenyi, even if you haven’t met them yet.”
“If there’s still no basis for comparison, then… Me!”
Bazhun’an stood up.