Chapter 2059 I Have Spiritual Energy

Chapter 2059: I Have Spiritual Energy Chapter 2059: I Have Spiritual Energy Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The black-haired old man’s words made Braydon Neal’s pupils shrink.

“It’s indeed you.” He observed Braydon’s expression as though he had anticipated this reaction.

The mysterious old man was momentarily stunned.

When he saw Braydon’s pupils shrink, he assumed she would be shocked.

But her reaction was unexpectedly calm.

“Brat, your expression isn’t right!” The black-haired old man looked at Braydon with a puzzled expression and began to complain.

“You look so righteous, kid.

One glance, and anyone can tell you’re a good person.

“I already told you I killed everyone.

Aren’t you angry?” Braydon was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

“What if I told you I destroyed a world with hundreds of thousands of people in it?” Her words silenced the black-haired old man.

“Brat, you must be joking…

right?” Seeing his puzzled expression, Braydon smiled.

“Why would I lie to you?

Is there a good small world in this alms bowl?” “You’re right,” the black-haired elder nodded.

“Those old bald donkeys of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain are indeed disgusting.

On the surface, they act merciful, but deep down, their hearts are evil.

“Kid, do you want to know what happened in this world?” “If you’re willing to tell me, I’ll listen.

If not, I won’t ask.” Braydon had finally understood the black-haired old man’s personality.

He was the kind of person who really wanted to tell you something but, to maintain his aura as a mysterious expert, kept putting on airs.

As expected, the old man’s expression turned gloomy at her words.

“Forget it, forget it.

Consider yourself lucky.

I’ve been here for more than a thousand years, and you’re the first person to leave unscathed.

In the past, I’d have ignored you long ago.” He picked up a bottle of liquor from the table and poured it into his mouth.

“A thousand years ago, I passed by Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain.

I had no intention of entering their territory.

“But I saw a demon beast attacking a nearby city.

The most ridiculous part?

The people in the city didn’t resist at all.

“They were kneeling, begging for help from the old bald donkeys of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain, but those fellows never came.” “This old man has always been righteous.

Seeing such a thing, I couldn’t just stand by.

I slapped all the demon beasts to death on the spot.

“But I didn’t expect…” The black-haired old man sighed, slamming his palm on the table beside him.

The table instantly shattered into pieces.

His tone turned sharp with fury.

“I really didn’t expect those old bald donkeys to be so shameless.

Just because my strength slightly collapsed a house, they sent four tenth level experts after me.

“They used that excuse to seal me in this alms bowl.

Those sanctimonious old bastards!” As the black-haired old man spoke, Braydon’s gaze grew strange.

Good heavens.

So you were suppressed here for destroying a house?

And they sent four tenth level cultivators?

It seemed the black-haired old man’s status was anything but ordinary.

“Have you never thought about escaping?

And given your status, isn’t there anyone to rescue you?” The old man’s face twisted in anger.

“Of course, I want to leave!

But do you know what I saw when I first entered this world?

“The entire world is filled with vengeful souls.

At its center, there’s already a level six transcendent realm vengeful soul.

“If it continues, it’ll evolve into a level seven in a year or two.

Those old bastards are raising poisonous insects.

“I was injured and lost much of my strength.

Then I cleared out more than 100,000 vengeful souls.

I’ve no spiritual power left.

How do you think I can escape?” The black-haired old man waved a broken table leg around as he vented.

Braydon silently stepped back to avoid being hit.

“Senior, if we leave this world, we’ll arrive at the center of this alms bowl.

That’s the key point for escape.

“I still have some spiritual energy left.

I can pass it on to you.” The old man reclined lazily.

“Brat, don’t even think about it.

To escape, you’d need to face the rift at the center, guarded by a level seven vengeful spirit.

“In my prime, I could kill a group of them with a slap.

But now?

With no spiritual power, I can barely arm wrestle a first-level transcendent.

“And you’re just an immortal great celestial.

How much power could you possibly have?” Braydon sighed and turned to the 80,000 banished immortal Dharma Idols cultivating nearby.

“I need your spiritual energy.

Lend it to me.” Although their power wasn’t interlinked, Braydon’s strength as an Immortal great celestial allowed him to draw power.

Effectively, he had 80,000 power banks in his body.

Braydon placed his palm near the old man, transferring boundless spiritual energy into him.

At first, the old man scoffed, thinking Braydon was bluffing.

But when Braydon’s power reached higher levels, the old man’s expression changed.

“Kid, how do you have so much energy?

Exactly how much more do you have?” Braydon didn’t respond, focusing instead on the energy transfer.

After the power of 1,000 banished immortals surged into the array, the formation was complete.

The old man’s demeanor shifted to fanatical delight.

“Hahaha, good disciple!

Master has recovered 1% of his strength.

That’s enough—enough to kill the vengeful spirit with a single slap!

“What?

You’re asking when I became your master?

Don’t be so modest.

You deserve this honor.” Braydon was speechless.

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