Chapter 1889: 43: Journey's End

Chapter 1889: Chapter 43: Journey’s End

Cang Fuzi curiously spoke up and couldn’t help raising his hand to touch it.

The True Martial Incarnation just glanced at it indifferently, while Wang Ba squinted slightly, staring at it with a look that bordered on unfamiliar and strange.

Cang Fuzi was suddenly startled, and with an awkward laugh, withdrew his hand:

“I’m just curious, yes, just curious.”

Wang Ba looked at Cang Fuzi, then withdrew his gaze to look at the ‘peach’ in the hands of the True Martial Incarnation, appearing deep in thought.

Through the perception of the True Martial Incarnation, he already had some guesses.

The fruit might be the congregation of those chaotic wills in the Immortal Blood, filtered by the True Martial Incarnation’s raw material, the Undying Divine Tree.

After the Undying Divine Tree mutated, it condensed into such a fruit.

It’s hard to say whether this thing is good or bad.

After all, it was born from the Immortal Blood.

At this moment, Wang Ba noticed the Wu Monkey King beside him staring at the ‘peach’, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

A thought crossed his mind, and he asked aloud:

“Mao, how do you feel?”

The Wu Monkey King gently caressed the Relic Pagoda in his hand that emitted a hint of Buddha’s Light, closed his eyes as if contemplating, then opened them with rare hesitation and nodded:

“I… can eat it.”

This time, it was Wang Ba who hesitated a bit, looked at the Wu Monkey King again, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

The True Martial Incarnation didn’t hesitate to throw the ‘peach’ in his hand to the Wu Monkey King.

The Wu Monkey King was not polite and started devouring it right away, just like it was an ordinary fruit.

Monkeys naturally loved spirit fruits. This fruit, having grown in the shape of a peach from the divine tree, seemed perfectly suited to fall into the Wu Monkey King’s hands.

The three of them stared at it, but even after the Wu Monkey King finished eating, there was still no sign of any peculiar change.

The Wu Monkey King, too, appeared puzzled: why was there no peach pit in the fruit?

Since everything seemed settled, the True Martial Incarnation didn’t intend to linger and swiftly flew out of the Taoist Field, directly into the realm.

“What’s he planning to do?”

Cang Fuzi looked at the fading figure of the True Martial Incarnation in bewilderment and asked confusedly.

Wang Ba, sharing a bond with it, naturally understood the situation and said in a somber voice:

“He wants to find the path to the ‘Seventh Layer’ of the True Martial Sutra…”

He sighed slightly as he spoke:

“What a pity, if these Immortal Bloods were to become the foundation of a cultivator, even the Mahayana Realm might have been hopeful.”

Walking the path of predecessors is far easier than exploring on one’s own.

If he had known earlier about the opportunity of acquiring Immortal Blood, he surely wouldn’t have crafted the True Martial Incarnation.

But then again, if not for the crafting of the True Martial Incarnation, leaving all the Immortal Blood within the realm might have turned the entire Little Cang World into a place of the walking dead-like Double-Pupil People. Thinking of this possibility, today’s True Martial Incarnation seemed acceptable.

Just then, Wang Ba suddenly recalled an extremely important matter, slapped his forehead, and lamented:

“I haven’t given the True Martial Incarnation a name yet.”

“Why not just call him ‘True Martial Taoist’?”

He immediately saw the emotionless look in the eyes of the Wu Monkey King cast toward him.

Wang Ba nodded appreciatively:

“You think the same way, don’t you?”

The Wu Monkey King gently turned his head away, silently scratching his armpit.

Cang Fuzi also wanted to speak but hesitated.

“When he returns, we’ll tell him this name.”

Wang Ba nodded secretly.

But after dealing with this matter.

As he watched the True Martial Incarnation disappear into the realm, a detail that he had previously overlooked surfaced in his mind:

“The True Martial Incarnation did not conceal his aura at all just now. The Realm Sea should be able to sense him, so why was there no response from the Ascension Tribulation? It only triggered a Thunder Tribulation in the Little Cang World…”

“Could it be because he is a True Martial Cultivator?”

Wang Ba frowned slightly, with a vague feeling that things might not be so simple.

However, he had no inclination to delve deeper into these matters.

The awakening of Zhao Feng and other cultivators, the higher-than-expected consumption of the Domain Origin, the urgent need to find the next Chaos Origin Substance, among other matters, all awaited his attention…

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