"At that time, Suzaku was a half-abandoned cultivation planet. The strongest cultivator in Hou Fen was only at the Nascent Soul stage …" The woman in purple's eyes were filled with reminiscence. She had left Suzaku for a long time, but the memories of that time were still in her mind, and she couldn't forget them.
As she spoke, almost all of the cultivators in the inn began to listen. Some of them even took a few steps forward with looks of fascination on their faces.
"Suzaku, the hometown of the Lord of the Sealed Realm … He grew up there and slowly reached his current glory …" The middle-aged scholar let out a sigh.
"I am a cultivator from the country of Hou Fen. Hou Fen suffered a great change and had to seek refuge in the country of Xuan Wu. The country of Xuan Wu didn't allow it, so a war broke out between the two cultivation countries …" Scenes of the past flashed before the woman's eyes.
"Mai Liang … Perhaps he really was the Lord of the Sealed Realm. Although he was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he had already made a name for himself. Rumor has it that more than 100 cultivators of the same cultivation level died to him." The woman in purple's voice was soft as it echoed in the inn.
After she said this, it caused an uproar among the surrounding cultivators.
"A Foundation Establishment cultivator killing more than 100 cultivators of the same cultivation level. This … This is almost impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible. How could the Lord of the Sealed Realm be someone we can imagine?"
"The lower the cultivation level, although the difference between them isn't big, the spells and treasures a Foundation Establishment cultivator can use are very limited. I didn't expect the Lord of the Sealed Realm to be so strong back then. No wonder the Lord of the Sealed Realm was able to reverse the situation in the Cloud Sea!"
Amidst the discussion, the white-robed man who lifted the curtain of the inn rubbed his nose and walked in front of the black-robed cultivator. He revealed a kind smile to the excited black-robed cultivator and pressed his right hand down slightly. The black-robed cultivator who was about to stand up and kneel was pushed back into the chair.
"Teacher …" The cultivator in black was Shi San. His eyes were filled with excitement and his mind was blank. Wang Lin's appearance was too sudden, so Shi San wasn't prepared at all.
This young man in white was Wang Lin.
After dealing with the matter in the Seven-Colored Realm, Wang Lin was going to Suzaku to pay his respects to his parents and refine the karma, life and death, and true and false essences.
Along the way, he passed by here and felt the aura of Shi San and the ancient demon's avatar, so he came over.
Looking at the majestic Shi San before him, Wang Lin felt gratified. He still remembered the first time he saw Shi San in the Demon Spirit Land. Even after more than 1,000 years, it was still the same.
"This child is becoming more and more like me when I was young." Wang Lin let out a sigh. Thirteen's cold aura was very similar to when he was on planet Suzaku.
This cold aura from Shi San was very similar to when he was in Suzaku. Shi San took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Wang Lin gently shake his head and no longer speak. However, his eyes were filled with passion and respect.
To him, Wang Lin was his teacher and his benefactor. His life had changed because of Wang Lin. Even if his soul were to die, he would never forget Wang Lin's kindness.
He was Shi San, the loyal and cold Shi San!
The woman in purple softly said, "After that battle, there was no more news of him. I remember that I met him before he was about to leave Hou Fen …" This caused the surrounding chatter to slowly die down.
No one noticed the young man in white that had walked in. Their attention was all attracted by the woman in purple's words.
"Later, I vaguely heard that he saved Li Muwan and was chased by a Core Formation cultivator into an extremely dangerous place in Suzaku. That place is called … the Sea of Devils."
The purple-robed woman's voice was faint, as if her memories were echoing in the inn.
After listening to the woman in purple, Wang Lin picked up the wine cup and drank a mouthful. The passage of time appeared in his eyes and a smile slowly appeared on his face. He still remembered when Li Muwan was being chased by a Core Formation cultivator, her helpless gaze, and her cry for help when she saw him.
Shi San picked up the wine jug and poured a cup for his teacher. "Core Formation cultivator?
Hmph, that Core Formation cultivator is still alive. Back then, he dared to arrogantly chase after the Lord of the Sealed Realm. If he was still alive, his cultivation level wouldn't be high. Even if the Lord of the Sealed Realm didn't care, the Old Man would still refine his soul and kill him! "
"That's right. He provoked the Lord of the Sealed Realm, which means he provoked all the fellow cultivators in the four star systems!"
"Lady Zhou, what is the name of the evil cultivator that chased after the Lord of the Sealed Realm?"
The woman in purple shook her head and softly said, "I forgot … After that, I never saw the Lord of the Sealed Realm. However, hundreds of years later, I heard that there was a cultivator named Wang Lin who shocked the world in Suzaku. He was originally a cultivator from Zhao, but when he was at the Foundation Establishment stage, he provoked a Nascent Soul cultivator named Teng and his entire family was killed."
This was the first time many of the surrounding cultivators had heard of this, and they all silently pondered. They could imagine the pain the Lord of the Sealed Realm felt when he experienced all of this. It was not something an ordinary person could endure.
"Then he returned to Zhao and did something that shocked my Suzaku. The country of Zhao turned into a river of blood … It was really a river of blood. That Nascent Soul cultivator's entire family died, not a single one survived … He wasn't soft-hearted and completely vented his hatred. Anyone with the Teng family's bloodline died … Rumor has it that at that time, the sky of Zhao was blood red …" The woman in purple's voice was soft, but when the surrounding cultivators heard it, they felt like they were there. They felt the monstrous killing intent and hatred.
Faintly, they seemed to be able to hear the heaven-shaking roar after the final revenge was taken and the root of the problem was eliminated, the enemy's entire clan was annihilated!
Wang Lin silently pondered and drank the wine. There was sorrow in the wine.
Shi San filled the cups one by one. This was the first time he had heard Wang Lin's story, and he also silently pondered.
"Good, this is what it means to get revenge!"
"That little Nascent Soul cultivator named Teng deserves to be killed, but as for his entire family …" Some cultivators didn't quite agree.
"Hmph, you're not the Lord of the Sealed Realm, so how can you understand the sorrow of the Lord of the Sealed Realm? How can you understand the despair of having all your loved ones die? The Old Man doesn't think the Lord of the Sealed Realm's actions were too much!"
As everyone whispered, the woman in purple's voice continued to echo.
Wang Lin drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp and then looked into the distance. He really missed home, missed his parents, and wanted to go pay his respects and give them some dirt.
"Let's go." Wang Lin stood up and walked out of the inn.
Shi San left a few spirit stones on the table and followed behind Wang Lin.
"I've only heard about the Lord of the Sealed Realm's past. He had the chance to become the master of Suzaku, but in the end, he chose to leave … There is a statue of him guarding Suzaku …" The woman in purple was speaking softly when she suddenly noticed something. She subconsciously looked at the door of the inn behind her.
Her gaze passed by Shi San and paused on Wang Lin's back.
"This person is a bit familiar …"
Wang Lin opened the curtain of the inn and turned his head to look at the woman in purple. He revealed a smile and gently shook his head as he walked out.
Shi San followed and left the inn with Wang Lin.
The purple-robed woman's body trembled, and she stood there in a daze. The only thing that appeared in her mind was the white-robed man's smile, as well as the figure that was slowly becoming more and more familiar to her, as if it was overlapping with the person in her heart.
"He … He is …" The woman in purple's mind trembled and she couldn't believe it. Her mind was blank, but the smile became more and more clear, as if it was going to rush out of her mind.
"It's him!!"
"Senior Sister, what's wrong?"
The woman in pink saw the woman in a daze and couldn't help but gently push her a few times. She followed her senior sister's gaze and only saw the gently swaying curtain.
Not only her, but the surrounding cultivators also looked back. However, aside from the faint swaying curtain, there was no one else.
"Nothing …" The woman in purple, her name was Zhou Zihong.
She subconsciously pulled back a few strands of her hair. After pondering for a bit, she continued to tell the story in her memory. Her mouth slowly revealed a melancholic smile. As she told the story, she recalled the smile on Wang Lin's face when he turned around.
On this cultivation planet, at the top of a mountain, the wind blew by as if it was going to lift the earth into the sky.
At the top of the mountain, Wang Lin stood there and Shi San was kneeling on one knee.
"Teacher, Shi San is willing to accompany you." Wang Lin's voice was soft as he looked at Shi San. "Shi San, you are my first disciple and the one who has been with me the longest."
Shi San gently nodded. His gaze toward Wang Lin contained a hint of attachment. To him, Wang Lin was like a teacher, like a father.
Wang Lin patted Shi San's shoulder and softly said, "However, if a young bird wants to grow, it must face the wind and rain alone. It must feel the vastness of the world alone and become a roc that can step on the clouds. You did this very well before …"
"But Teacher …" Shi San was about to speak when Wang Lin shook his head and interrupted him.
Wang Lin looked at Shi San and slowly said, "Shi San, my, Wang Lin's disciple can't be the kind of cultivator that can only look up to the heavens under my protection. My, Wang Lin's, disciple must have the heart to go against the heavens and the determination to fight the heavens and shake the earth!"
"My, Wang Lin's, disciple must be like a dragon among men. He must roam the nine heavens and announce that he is my, Wang Lin's, first disciple under the reverence of tens of thousands of cultivators!"
"Teacher!!" Shi San was agitated and nodded his head heavily.
"Of course, if someone bullies you, then Teacher will not allow it!
From today onwards, you will use the name of my first disciple to open up your own path, Shi San! "Towards his disciples, Shi San was the only one who put in the most effort and emotions.
As he spoke, he raised his right hand and patted Shi San's head.
Perhaps everyone has misunderstood. I didn't say that I'm turning into a mortal now. I said that I'm slowly brewing … When it's time to appear, everyone will naturally see it.
As for the specific time, I can't be sure.