Chapter 857: My Name is Ling Xian

“Young man sure is capable. He somehow got the Tree of the Warming Soul.”

The Immortal of Alchemy appeared very surprised as he looked at the ancient charred tree falling down from the sky. His old face showed slight happiness.

Though he was a highly respected real immortal, because of certain reasons, only his soul was around and could live in this world. To reconstruct the immortal body? It was even a question whether or not he could remain alive like this.

Other immortals were in the same situation. All they had were incomplete souls.

If they want their souls to get forever peace, or if they want to reconstruct their immortal bodies, then they must get all five of the soul healing treasures and construct an eternal magnetic field of soul healing properties.

Only doing so can ensure their souls do not get deconstructed or restore them to the level of immortality. This was why the Immortal of Alchemy was so ecstatic when he saw the Tree of the Warming Soul falling from the sky.

The other immortals felt the same way. They all returned to their respective Mountain of the Healing Soul and their eyes were flashing with surprise.

It was obvious that they didn’t think Ling Xian would get the Tree of the Warming Soul.

Remember that this wasn’t just a small piece of Wood of the Warming Soul, it was an entire tree. Its entire body was Wood of the Warming Soul. This was far too valuable.

“Not bad. He truly is capable. Treasure of such caliber isn’t something that anyone can just so easily get.” The Immortal of Technique was smiling radiantly. He was extremely happy.

The Immortal of Crafts laughed brightly, “That’s right. Though this Tree had dried up, it’s not hard to revive it.”

“This big of a Tree of the Warming Soul indicates an endless supply of Wood of the Warming Soul. It’s enough to be the pillar of our future healing ground.”

Feng Qing Ming grinned gently, “Next, we just need to find water, gold, and fire, those three treasures. Then, we will gain a shot at restoring our souls.”

“That won’t be a problem. Ling Xian is a capable one.”

The Immortal of Alchemy chuckled, “Do you see this? The Tree of the Warming Soul! My apprentice got that.”

Hearing this, the immortals pouted and ignored the Immortal of Alchemy’s bragging.

“You are all just jealous. Hehe, yes, jealous.” The Immortal of Alchemy chuckled. Then, using a technique, he planted the tree below his Mountain of the Resting Soul.”

“Alright, alright, alright, we are jealous. We are jealous that you have a good apprentice.” The Immortal of Technique smiled helplessly and left.

The remaining immortals left one by one as well.

Only the Immortal of Alchemy remained, staring at the jet black Tree of the Warming Soul, his eyes were full of anticipation.

…..

The Sun had just headed to the west and it was night time.

Ling Xian arrived in Wen Ru Yu’s backyard to pay a visit to this strange young girl.

Currently, she was sitting below a peach tree and had mindlessly cupped her head in her hands. Her black gem-like eyes were staring at the ground. It was unclear what she was thinking of.

“What are you thinking of?” Ling Xian smiled and slowly walked towards her.

“Ah!”

Screaming, Wen Ru Yu’s cheeks flushed red. She croaked, “Why… why are you here?”

“To visit you.” Ling Xian smiled. His white robe gently fluttered, making him appear studious and as tender as jade.

“To visit me?”

Wen Ru Yu paused. She then remembered something and said in a low voice, “You… you are leaving?”

“Smart one.”

Ling Xian praised, “The trouble with the Court of Thunder has been resolved. Now there is only one original leveled cultivator left in the Wang Clan. If your clan wants to, you can destroy the Wang Clan any time. Therefore, I have fulfilled all my promises and it is time for me to leave.”

“Hmmph, hmmph, I knew you were leaving. But at least you have some heart and know to visit me before you leave.”

Wen Ru Yu softly chirped. It was hard for her to conceal her disappointment.

“We are friends after all and I have to see you sometime. Or else the next time we meet, you will curse at me for being a jerk.” Ling Xian chuckled.

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“Hehe, so you are saying, there is a chance we will meet again?” Wen Ru Yu’s eyes glistened.

“If no accidents happen to me, then of course.” Ling Xian nodded.

“You are a powerhouse of the original level, you even kill the ruler of the Court of Thunder. What kind of accidents can happen to you?” Wen Ru Yu pouted.

“Is that right?”

Ling Xian grinned, “I remember when I first arrived in Tianzhou, you said something different. You said Tianzhou has a bunch of Heaven’s Favorites who are at my level and that there are plenty of people who are stronger than me.”

“That is true. I didn’t lie to you.”

Wen Ru Yu nodded, “Tianzhou is full of geniuses and strange talents. There are plenty of descendants from major forces who are extremely powerful.”

“Oh?”

Ling Xian was interested, “Then, tell me. Who are some of the well known Heaven’s Favorites?”

“There are too many. But there are a few people who stand out as the strongest out of the younger generation in the entire Tianzhou.”

Wen Ru Yu thought it over, “There is Ye Xiao Yao from the Xiao Yao House… Su Li Yu from the Immortal Sword House… Lin Chen and Lin Ye, the duo Heaven’s Favorites from the Lin Clan, Wu Qing Cheng from the Library of Fortune… those are all commonly agreed on powerhouses.”

“You pique my interest when you speak like that.”

Ling Xian’s eyes glittered with passion. The main and most important goal for his journey here was to find the Nirvana of the Real Phoenix and successfully metamorphose his spiritual energy.

Other than that, he also wanted to meet Tianzhou’s Heaven’s Favorites.

Therefore, after Wen Ru Yu spoke those names, his interest intensified. He wanted to hurry and find these people to compete against them.

“Don’t be dumb. Those people are all famous Heaven’s Favorites from Tianzhou. They are all unimaginably powerful.” Wen Ru Yu looked worried.

“You little girl.”

Ling Xian patted her head, “You have so little confidence in me.”

“I care about you. You don’t even know when someone’s nice to you.”

Wen Ru Yu mumbled, “Other than these people, you have to remember one other name. If you run into him, do not fight him just because of you have a strong desire to.”

“Who?” Ling Xian was very interested.

“Le Wu Ya.”

Wen Ru Yu uttered out three characters. Her expression was heavy as she said in a low voice, “Nobody knows who his master is and nobody knows what kind of battle records he has. However, the first time he ever attacked, he marked his name on the Heaven’s Favorite Monument. And his talent suppressed various geniuses.”

“Le Wu Ya, the Heaven’s Favorite Monument…”

Noticing these two keywords, Ling Xian raised the corner of his lips, “Interesting, only when I fight against such a Heaven’s Favorite, can I consider my trip to be a worthy one.”

“Wow, you…”

Wen Ru Yu sighed, knowing that she has wasted her time. Not only did she not get what she wanted, but she also made Ling Xian more interested.

But she didn’t continue because she believed once Ling Xian knows what the Heaven’s Favorite Monument is, he will understand what it means to have one’s name marked there.

“Don’t worry, I will remember the people you named. I will not fight without reason.” Ling Xian rubbed her little head.

“Then, can I ask you a question?” Wen Ru Yu raised her head, his eyes flashed with expectation.

Ling Xian softly smiled. “Ask away.”

“I want to know why you avenged the Demonic Master.” Wen Ru Yu stared expectantly, even her voice quivered.

“About that…”

Ling Xian was a little startled before he leaped into the air. However, he then left behind only one statement to echo throughout the night.

“Because my name is Ling Xian.”

Wen Ru Yu was completely stunned at those words.

Other than pure joy in her eyes, only excitement remained.