Chapter 5082 — The Situation and the Plan
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 3
"Exactly. You shouldn't judge by appearances—I may look like a normal person right now, but this isn't my true physical body. It's merely a primal spirit body condensed from the energy of my consciousness. Not only is its strength far inferior to my true self, but I can't remain in the mortal world indefinitely. Once the consciousness energy is nearly spent, I'll have to return." Wei Zhao nodded.
"That's so surreal! Boss, you're amazing!" Everyone wore expressions of awe at things they could not quite grasp; at their level, true understanding of primal spirit projection was difficult. All they felt was that this was utterly badass—a technique straight out of illusion.
"So how long can you stay this time?" Qiu Lingshan and the other women had a different focus.
"I'm not sure myself, but a few months should be no problem at least." Wei Zhao thought for a moment. As long as his primal spirit body wasn't shattered by an enemy as it had been last time, several months would certainly be fine—perhaps even longer than expected. After all, he still had the piece of Star Ink Charcoal that Leng Leng had left for him.
"Only a few months..." Qiu Lingshan and the other women were clearly dissatisfied. After three years apart, their reunion would last only a few months—and to make matters worse, they had run straight into this mess with the Primordial Alliance, which would only further reduce the time Wei Zhao could truly spend with them.
"Don't be so hard to please. We have plenty of days ahead. Once I've healed Mengyao and the others, there'll be all the time in the world to keep you company." Wei Zhao could only smile and console them.
"You said it yourself—no going back on your word!" The women's eyes lit up at once.
"Yes, yes, I won't go back on my word." Wei Zhao smiled knowingly, then said, "For now, let's talk about the Primordial Alliance. I've already gathered quite a bit of intelligence. The disciples they sent to participate in this mortal-world trial are all Foundation Establishment experts—what they call the Heavenly Dao realm. If strength like theirs were on Cloud Terrace Island, it would amount to nothing more than newcomer level, but in the mortal world it counts as very formidable. That's why they've kicked up such a huge storm this time."
"No wonder these people strut around with such domineering arrogance, and yet the moment they come before Boss they turn into perfect cowards. So they're really just newcomer level—I thought they were something special!" Kang Xiaofeng curled his lip.
"I tested them earlier. These Primordial Alliance people all believe Cloud Terrace Island is nothing but a misty, elusive legend. They consider the Primordial Alliance the ultimate holy land of cultivators, and they even called us mortals frogs at the bottom of a well. The tone and manner were simply hilarious—I nearly lost my composure." Qiu Lingshan laughed despite herself.
"There's always a higher mountain and a higher sky—even I understand that most basic principle. Yet these Primordial Alliance people don't. Seems they're nothing special after all." Ying Ziyu said with disdain.
"Heh, rare to see even you make progress." Wei Zhao smiled at that, then said, "That said, at least as far as the mortal world is concerned, the Primordial Alliance does have the capital to stand above others. And their purpose in coming to the mortal world for this trial isn't hostility toward us. They merely want to recruit disciples of outstanding talent—their starting point isn't bad. It's just that these sects all consider themselves high and mighty, so once they start acting, they turn out just like the Snow Sword Sect and the Qiangkun Sect: things easily go sour—recruitment turns into abduction, and a good deed becomes a bad one."