This Cultivator Has A Dirty Heart

Two days later, Lou Qingyu and others arrived at Profound Heaven's location. After confirming that they were ready, they took the uplink airship and flew towards the South Dust Continent.

The skyship is expected to arrive in the South Dust Continent in a month.

At the same time, at the "other end" from Lou Qingyu's current location, a fleet composed of hundreds of airships was also being organized intensively.

The old man with a white beard stood beside the fleet and watched this scene, but there was a bit of sadness on his face.

"Why are you looking so sad?"

"When people saw it, they thought they owed you a lot of money?"

Hearing this, the old man with a white beard turned his head and looked behind him, and saw a middle-aged man walking over with a wine gourd in his hand and pouring wine into his mouth.

After the white-bearded old man saw it, a smile appeared on his originally sad face, he shook his head and cursed with a smile.

"You're a traitor. You drink all the time and never do anything. But now you're teaching me a lesson."

Upon hearing this, the drunken middle-aged man swallowed the wine in his mouth, and then showed an expression that was half-smiling.

I saw him walking slowly to the side of the old man with a white beard, looking at the people who were constantly moving things to the skyship, thinking about something thoughtfully, and then turned to look at the old man with a white beard.

"Are you sure you don't need me to go this time?"

"Afraid that I'll drink too much and be immodest?"

he said half-jokingly.

After hearing this, the white-bearded old man chuckled and shook his head.

"Drinking is a good thing, at least on the long journey to the South Dust Continent."

"I'm afraid we won't be able to reach the South Dust Continent within a few years."

"When I'm drunk, I feel like time flies by."

As the white-bearded old man spoke, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by helplessness and melancholy.

"In that case, just let me take them there."

"It doesn't make any difference to me where I drink."

The white-bearded old man chuckled, but shook his head, and then his face became serious again.

"Each of those powerful sea beasts in the deserted sea have lived for thousands of years. Although due to their natural flaws, they are unable to absorb the power of the Secret Realm, cannot break through to the Body Integration stage, and their intelligence is extremely limited. .”

"But among all things in the world, if there is a deficiency, there will be a complement; if there is a weakness, there will be a strength."

"Although sea beasts cannot break through the strength of the Body Integration stage, they have physical bodies that are difficult for ordinary people to match. The strength of newly born sea beasts is enough to compete with normal Gold Core monks, and then as their cultivation levels break through, their strength will increase. Come stronger and stronger."

"Sea beasts at the peak of Soul Formation are strong enough to compete with those at the peak of Body Integration. There are even some powerful sea beasts whose abilities are comparable to those of Mahayana Stage monks."

"It would be okay if we encounter one or two powerful sea beasts, but we are worried about encountering a whole group of sea beasts living in groups. By then, the entire fleet may be buried at the bottom of the sea without any body parts."

But the drunken middle-aged man beside him just yawned and said.

"That's why I said, it's best to let me go this time and you stay here."

"I can still make it here without you, but if you are gone, it may be ruined by a drunkard like me one day."

Listening to the drunken middle-aged man's words, the white-bearded old man chuckled and shook his head.

"My era has passed, and the era to come is your era."

"New people come on stage and old people leave. Isn't this the rule of the world?"

But as soon as the old man Bai Hu finished speaking, the drunken young man beside him sneered.

"Why do new people come on stage and old people leave? Frankly speaking, isn't it because you are too lazy to train another disciple to be your successor?"

The old man with white beard looked at him with a helpless smile on his face.

She seemed to know that she was no match for him when it came to making jokes, so she smiled, nodded, and followed his lead.

"It's true that I'm too lazy to train another disciple. I don't want to go through the pain of shitting and pissing your kid all over again."

"Besides, I'm so old, and I really can't stand the trouble anymore."

After saying that, both of them laughed.

After a long time, the smile on the drunken young man's face disappeared, and was replaced by a face that looked slightly thoughtful.

"How about I go to the God Pillar World to talk to that guy?"

"If I can break through to the fairyland, I can tear the void directly and reach the South Dust Continent in a moment."

But upon hearing this, Old Man Baihu showed a rather helpless smile.

"That guy is a stubborn old man. If he could really agree to help us break through the fairyland, we wouldn't have so many problems now."

"The last time the Sacred Heart Sect was encircled and suppressed, the ancestors, about ten monks in the peak stage of Mahayana, rushed in and used both soft and hard tactics. In the end, nothing was accomplished."

"Or……"

Having said this, the old man with white beard turned to look at the drunken young man with a smile on his face.

"Or do you think your strength is comparable to a dozen monks at the top of the Mahayana Stage?"

Hearing Gao's words, the drunken middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shrugged.

"I haven't played against so many people, who knows?"

After saying that, the two smiled again.

"But having said that, can a spirit descendant really succeed in doing this?"

The drunken young man suddenly asked again.

Faced with this question, Old Man Baihu was obviously stunned for a moment, turned to look at him, and remained silent for a few seconds.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"I'm just suddenly curious. After all, that guy seems to have been in the divine pillar world for a long time."

"It would be a little sad if all he did was in vain."

The white-bearded old man looked at the fleet in front of him, pondered for a while, and then said.

"Theoretically, if he is willing to keep doing this, he will naturally succeed."

"But if we succeed, the power of the Secret Realm in this world will naturally completely return to its original appearance."

"At that time, everything he did will actually have no meaning."

Hearing this, the drunken middle-aged man nodded.

"In that case, his method is actually a good idea."

"Even if we fail, as long as he is here, this world will not completely collapse."

But when the old man Bai Hu heard this, he shook his head.

"You kid, did you really lose your head after drinking or something?"

"Is it possible that I no longer have the confidence to win in the end?"

The drunken middle-aged man shook his head, "It's not that I don't have confidence, I just think that even in the worst case scenario, if we fail, this world will not collapse. I feel somewhat at ease."

"At least if you lose, someone will cover it up."

After hearing this, the old man with the white beard wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a violent tremor on the ground.

Not far away, a "water wall" nearly a hundred meters high suddenly pushed towards them from the sea at an extremely fast speed.