Long Xiaoyao's mental force was as vast as the starry sky, but Wang Nan was not far behind.
Even though he couldn't compare to Long Xiaoyao, a Limit Douluo, in terms of sheer quantity, the quality of his mental force was already quite similar.
Long Xiaoyao only applied pressure with his mental force, not using any spirit power.
After a while, Long Xiaoyao withdrew his mental force and sighed deeply.
"Since you say so, it seems Mu En already knows about that matter from back then."
Wang Nan remained noncommittal. Even if Mu En knew the truth, he wouldn't tell him such things. All the details Wang Nan knew came from his past life's memories.
"Dragon Emperor Senior, I am a junior, and I shouldn't say too much. However, we at Shrek Academy have always had a saying: if we, as the strong, don't protect the common people, then who will?"
"Hmph," Long Xiaoyao snorted, "That sounds like something Mu En would say."
"Dragon Emperor Senior, with this matter concluded, I should take my leave."
"Wait," Long Xiaoyao said, stopping Wang Nan.
"Does Dragon Emperor Senior have any other instructions?"
Long Xiaoyao didn't speak but simply threw something over.
Wang Nan subconsciously reached out to catch it, and immediately, a rich, bloody scent assaulted him.
Looking closely, he saw it was a long sword with a red blade. Dark patterns slowly flowed towards the tip, like fresh blood coursing over it.
On the hilt, intricate dragon patterns were carved, with the dragon's head held high and its claws tightly clenched. However, the dense dark aura emanating from it made Wang Nan feel uneasy.
There seemed to be a strange aura within it, tightly enveloped by the surrounding evil forces, making it difficult to discern clearly.
"This is a spirit tool that Xi Shui prepared for me, named Xiaoyao."
Wang Nan looked at the long sword in his hand. Undoubtedly, this was a Ninth-Grade spirit tool, and named after Long Xiaoyao, it seemed to be tailor-made for him.
"Dragon Emperor Senior, this..." Wang Nan looked at the long sword in his hand with a slight frown.
Such a dense evil aura clearly indicated it was the work of an Evil Soul Master. Ordinary Spirit Masters would likely be affected by it if they used it. He wondered what Long Xiaoyao's intention was.
Long Xiaoyao shook his head. "Take it. What happened back then was my fault toward Mu En, and this can be considered my thanks for you speaking up and exposing the truth."
"Thank you, Dragon Emperor Senior."
Although Wang Nan's Spirit was the Coiling Dragon Staff, and he didn't know any sword techniques, and this spirit tool probably couldn't be given away, he still sincerely thanked him.
Long Xiaoyao looked at Wang Nan, recalling Mu En's evaluation of him, and couldn't help but praise Mu En's discerning eye once more.
He neither flattered those above nor disrespected those below. In the past hundred years, he had never encountered such a young man. How many people would dare to speak frankly to him?
Wang Nan didn't know that Long Xiaoyao's evaluation of him was so high. For Wang Nan, he had just received Mu En's dragon core and didn't want his old friend to continue aiding evil.
Besides, although he had never met Long Xiaoyao before, he knew that Long Xiaoyao still had some sense of justice in his heart and wouldn't actively attack a junior like him, which was why he dared to speak.
"Hmm, this spirit tool is not simple. You need to carefully comprehend what's inside," Long Xiaoyao nodded, seemingly implying something.
Wang Nan looked down, as if he had thought of something, and put the Xiaoyao Sword into his storage spirit tool, thanking him again.
"No need to thank me. You should go back. Oh, and you've thrown Banyue City into chaos. Some in the Cult already suspect someone from your side made a move. Remember to avoid the path you came on when you return."
"Understood, thank you for the reminder, Dragon Emperor Senior."
Long Xiaoyao waved his hand, no longer speaking, just quietly looking at the Qiankun Sun Moon Valley before him.
Wang Nan also looked back before leaving. The Holy Spirit Cult's current scale was certainly partly due to Long Xiaoyao. Ultimately, it was just that the 'love' in this world was too distorted.
His flying spirit tool deployed, Wang Nan's figure soared into the sky.
A golden light flashed in his hand, and the dragon core he had just obtained reappeared.
A gentle power gradually seeped into his skin, and a strange power began to circulate through the meridians in his body. As his spirit power increased, a portion of it also began to integrate with his body, further enhancing his physical strength.
Since his cultivation had broken through to Spirit Saint, Wang Nan's spirit power had become increasingly 'viscous,' seemingly compressed to the extreme.
Although he wasn't a mental attribute Spirit Master, with the uniqueness of the Evil Breaking Dragon and his gains in the Dragon Valley, his mental force was already on par with mental attribute Spirit Masters. Even the Titled Douluo-level Nightmare Douluo couldn't detect him with just mental force back then.
Although no one had told Wang Nan about what came after Titled Douluo at his current cultivation level, Wang Nan knew what kind of path that was.
Now, all the conditions seemed to be in place.
...
Wang Nan flew in the sky, heading north.
Even without Long Xiaoyao's reminder, he knew that what he had done in Banyue City would cause a commotion, so he had planned his escape route from the beginning.
As he moved forward, the surrounding temperature became increasingly low. Even with his Spirit Saint cultivation, Wang Nan couldn't help but shiver.
By the time he landed again, he was on the coast of the Ice Sea, not far from the Sun Moon Empire's Dongyang City.
After taking off his flying spirit tool, Wang Nan used his mental force to communicate with his storage spirit tool, where an item was emitting faint mental force fluctuations.
It was an off-white, pearl-like object.
Wang Nan took it out and held it in his hand, gradually recalling its origin.
When he first became a reserve contestant for the Soul Duel Tournament, he received a right arm bone from Lin Huiqun of Jubao Pavilion, and she gave him this mermaid's tear as a gift.
Mermaid's tears were actually condensed mental force. However, when he absorbed the Spirit Bone, he fell into a deep meditation, and after waking up, he gradually forgot about this item. If it hadn't changed, he might not have remembered it.
It's just...
Wang Nan looked up at the boundless Ice Sea before him.
Was this mermaid's tear changing because it had returned to its homeland, or was there another reason?
Wang Nan's body rose into the air, approaching the Ice Sea a bit, but the pearl in his hand showed no significant change.
There were countless Spirit Beasts in the ocean, and Wang Nan didn't intend to go deeper. He secretly noted this place, then put the pearl away and returned to the shore, walking toward the distant Dongyang City.
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