Chapter 693 - 693 674 Heavenly Monarch Jiang's Face Turns Red

693: Chapter 674 Heavenly Monarch Jiang’s Face Turns Red 693: Chapter 674 Heavenly Monarch Jiang’s Face Turns Red The thick trunk of the Heaven-Covering Banyan opened and then slowly closed again.

Jiang Ding carefully observed, checking bit by bit, ensuring there were no issues; the last two relatives in the world were sleeping here, their life energy ebbing away at an extremely slow rate.

Cultivators below the Golden Pill are much weaker; in the Sleeping Hidden Realm, their life energy fades slower than that of Nascent Soul Monks.

“Mom, little sister, I hope to see you again in nine thousand years…”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

All of a sudden, an unprecedented sense of loneliness enveloped him.

From now on, there would be no family to talk to in this world, leaving him utterly alone.

Many high-level cultivators’ perversions began just like this.

“However, I still have fellow Taoists, as well as many classmates and teachers from the Xianmen Sect…

Compared to high-level cultivators standing alone in the dark forests, constantly tense in spirit, I am fortunate.

I don’t have to face such loneliness, which would gradually lead to a cold indifference in my Dao Heart, turning into various eccentric old monsters.”

“I am forever sixteen, a shy teenager.”

“Now, it’s time for me to go to school.”

Jiang Ding spoke to himself, feeling excited about going to school for the first time, and not waiting any longer, he flew straight into the sky, passing a great distance, touring Qingfeng University campus.

Another year’s college entrance examination had come to an end.

The students bustled energetically, and the freshmen and their parents enter the university of their dreams, brimming with high spirits.

A sixteen-year-old youth in green clothes fit in perfectly among them, naturally equipped with a superior Concealment Spell.

Of course, completely different from the new students, he didn’t possess their naive and curious demeanor.

He appeared to be an old hand.

From time to time, new students and parents would ask him for directions, and Jiang Ding would enthusiastically help them out, sometimes even leading them to the new students’ registration point when explanations were not enough.

“Junior sister, this way please…”

Seizing the opportunity, Jiang Ding volunteered to carry a cute junior sister’s luggage amid the cautious gaze of her parent, chatting and joking, eliciting a pursed smile from the junior sister.

The mother eyed the youth standing with her daughter, assessing something continuously and revealing a smile faintly.

“Junior sister, I am a second-year student, just a bit older than you.

New students have to collect various textbooks at the beginning…”

Jiang Ding was carrying an extremely heavy suitcase, introducing Qingfeng University to the junior sister.

“Senior!”

“Senior!

Long time no see!”

At that moment, shouts came from afar.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sounds, only to see a panda over a meter tall running towards them excitedly, bouncing and hopping.

Senior?

There were no seniors here.

Jiang Ding’s face darkened as he pretended not to see or hear the other party and even cast a Concealment Spell in an attempt to hide.

“Senior, where are you?”

Helpless, this panda was the stubborn type.

It didn’t find it odd at all that the person in front of it had disappeared, continuing to turn in circles until it eventually broke through the non-aggressive magical barrier and reached Jiang Ding.

“Senior, long time no see!”

Panda Xiaohua looked at Jiang Ding excitedly, bowing deeply: “I haven’t seen you for thirty years, you haven’t changed a bit, and I must thank you for your guidance thirty years ago.

I am now a Foundation-Building panda, you know.

My teacher says my Magma Thorn Sword is on the brink of developing Sword Intent.

Maybe I’ll be the second…”

Thirty years, no change?

Out of the blue,

it was as if a bolt from the clear sky had struck, leaving the cute junior sister and her parents stunned in place.

Gradually, the kind gaze of the mother turned, shifting to the youth in green, looking at him as if he were a dangerous deviant.

The junior sister’s expression also became blank.

Thirty years,

that was almost as old as her own parents, and from the tone of this panda, it seemed to be just a brief chapter in the life of the young man before her.

“Well,”

“Xiaohua has done very well, keep it up.”

Jiang Ding took a deep breath and showed a stiff smile, patting the head of the panda in front of him.

“Well, this junior sister here is lost.

Can you take her and these two Taoist friends to the new student dormitory area?

Can you manage that?”

“Hmm!”

“Senior, I will definitely bring my junior sister and these two people over.”

Hua Xiaohua nodded vigorously.

Jiang Ding, however, was somewhat embarrassed as he quickly escaped, flying towards the sky, swiftly vanishing into the distance.

If it were the elders like Immortal Luling, that would be one thing.

But the dangerous gazes of those two young fellows in their thirties were really too much to bear.

It felt like bullying a child, full of a sense of guilt.

Boom!

At that moment, there was a sudden thunderous boom in the sky.

Billowing storm clouds appeared, spreading far into the distance, covering tens of thousands of kilometers.

Gradually, lightning gathered, the clouds converged, and a terrifyingly destructive pressure emerged between heaven and earth that made Golden Pill Monks shiver in fear and Immortals of Nascent Soul tremble.

“Heavenly tribulation…”

Jiang Ding stopped in his tracks, shocked.

The Taiqing Flying Sword within his brow vibrated forcefully, sending wave after wave of warning, as if facing a natural disaster, it urged to move away quickly, returning to safety.

The people around, on the other hand, fared even worse, with Qi Practitioners and ordinary folk alike stiffening up, their minds going blank, the whole campus shifting from laughter to silence.

Buzz!

Buzz buzz!

Without any delay, the Formation Method of Qingfeng University began to operate, shielding the terrifying pressure, and normalcy returned within the campus; the grand formation of the Xianmen Sect also started to activate.

The people of the entire capital region began to regain their senses, and many chaotic traffic situations were being managed.

“It’s a heavenly tribulation!”

“Whose tribulation is it?”

“Hahaha…”

At this time, Jiang Ding suddenly burst into laughter, delighted beyond measure.

With a flash of Azure Escape Light, he tore through space and flew out beyond the Formation Method of Qingfeng University, instantly disappearing from sight.

Tearing through space!

Below, the junior sister’s parents were dumbstruck.

Although they were only Qi Practitioners, they still had some worldliness about them.

“Patriarch Nascent Soul…”

The junior sister’s father murmured with regret in his heart.

This was an Immortal of Nascent Soul!

If he could become the father-in-law of an Immortal of Nascent Soul, how glorious that would be, his daughter’s path could potentially soar to the heavens.

Not to mention, this Immortal was good-looking and young; being together with his daughter wouldn’t be considered a downgrade at all.

As for being old,

that was out of the question.

An Immortal of Nascent Soul had a lifespan of twelve hundred years, enough for ordinary humans to go through ten cycles of reincarnation.

You couldn’t say an Immortal of Nascent Soul was old.

To laugh at someone else’s age, while they go through a few seclusions, you turn into an old man nearing the grave.

So really, who is the old one?

“Don’t think nonsense.”

The junior sister’s mother then regained her composure and returned to her kind gaze, transmitting with regret: “This Immortal is just playing the human world, he has nothing to do with us.”

“Speaking of which,”

“Qingfeng University truly deserves to be a top-notch institution of the Xianmen Sect, where one can casually meet an Immortal of Nascent Soul.”

She was as excited as a little girl: “This is the first time in my life I’ve seen an Immortal of Nascent Soul in the flesh, what a pity that I didn’t get a photo with him.

That would’ve made Old Zhou and the others so jealous!”

“It’s all your fault, you didn’t remind me just now.”

She complained incessantly at her husband.

“How could I have known!”

The junior sister’s father, showing a look of regret and hesitating for a moment said, “Well, what about Photoshopping?

It’s not for commercial use, just to post on the social circle.

The Immortal wouldn’t mind, right?”

“That seems possible…”