Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 1016 Particularity

"After all, this person is only a Nascent Soul cultivator now. It is said that he was reborn with memories of a Mahayana cultivator for 100,000 years. But what use is that? The difference in talent between us and the enemy is too great. Every quarter of an hour he delays here, the gap between him and that great enemy widens by one point."

"It's just a Golden Immortal seed, why is there so much pressure?" Li Huaiyou couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"What level of memories did Fellow Daoist Li obtain? How far into the future can he predict?"

Qian Tong asked, "What is the future cultivation level of the prodigy you have a grudge against? I think you are only at the Nascent Soul stage. I estimate that the prodigy you have offended will be lucky to ascend to immortality... If that is the case, you can pay some price and ask the high-ranking Celestial Immortals in the Hunting Alliance to take action and kill the other party directly."

Li Huaiyou's lips twitched, and he gave a dry laugh. He didn't answer the third question, but cautiously said:

"My second rebirth memory is the life of a celestial being."

"That fairy is already 500,000 years old at this point in time, so I'll only look forward to another 500,000 years or so."

Li Huaiyou's response was flawless, after all, he knew that Ji Xiaoyue, the Blood Moon Demoness, would become a Golden Immortal hundreds of thousands of years from now. If the prediction of the future was too short, there would be loopholes.

As expected, Qian Tong had no doubts, but sighed and said, "You even know the historical trajectory for about 500,000 years to come? Not bad! Even among those who have been reborn twice, that's an extremely long time."

Li Huaiyou's expression shifted, and he asked, "I wonder... what is the longest timeframe the alliance can predict for the future?"

"Around two million years."

Qian Tong explained, "It was a Celestial Immortal senior within the alliance. The memories he obtained were [True Immortal Memories], containing memories from the True Immortal's birth to his death, spanning a full ten million years."

"Unfortunately... that true immortal is already eight million years old, so looking ahead from this point in time, we can only look forward to another million years."

"Ok?"

Li Huaiyou's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was in turmoil: "Am I still the special one?"

I can see into the future for a full 9.9 million years!

Li Huaiyou remained calm and probed again, "Fellow Daoist Qian, to be honest, I have actually offended the Celestial Immortal of Immortal Continent Star, Xiao Buyi..."

"Oh? That 'Iron-Legged Immortal'?"

One of the reborn individuals said, "Then you're lucky. I remember Xiao Buyi perished while exploring a secret realm 300,000 years later."

Another reborn person countered, "No way? In my memory, this Xiao Buyi not only didn't die, but also broke through to the True Immortal realm and called himself the 'True Immortal of Mountains and Seas'?"

"These memories were deduced by that 'adult,' and since everyone's deductions are different, there will naturally be deviations. It's normal that some characters' endings are different."

Li Huaiyou thought to himself, "That's right... They have no idea how terrifying the geniuses of the Immortal Continent are... After all, their vision of the future is too short."

"Should we leak this out? It might cause some trouble for Xiao Buyi and the others."

Li Huaiyou hesitated repeatedly, still somewhat undecided.

After all, informing Xiao Buyi and the others that they would become Golden Immortals in the future was almost equivalent to revealing the fact that he himself would be able to see the future for nearly ten million years.

He had a vague feeling that this was not a good thing.

There are no kind-hearted men or women in this so-called "Hunter Alliance".

I can rely on the power of this [Hunter Alliance] to do some things, but I can't place all my hopes on this group of reborn people.

After all, everyone here has a prodigy they need to deal with.

Perhaps among them are even more terrifying beings than Xiao Buyi and Guan Lingxiao!

Li Huaiyou didn't want to be caught in the crossfire.

He pondered, "The storyline involving Ji Xiaoyue, the Blood Moon Demoness, is probably hopeless... but fortunately, the Jade Emperor Immortal has lived long enough, so I still have a way..."

"Yuwen Tianfu? Hmph... No wonder he left the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty after ascending to the Immortal Realm, and has ignored us for so many years..."

Li Huaiyou's eyes flickered slightly.

He knew a great secret of Yuwen Tianfu.

A major secret behind Yuwen Tianfu's rapid progress.

Just then, Qian Tongyan said, "Although we still don't know what the Lord's intentions are, since he wants us to hunt down geniuses... we can only do our best."

"But with the current strength of the [Hunter Alliance], it is not enough to deal with the many geniuses in the entire Immortal Realm."

"We also need to rely on the power of [mind readers]."

Li Huaiyou's expression shifted, and he said, "You mean... that's right! The [Mind Readers]... are about to awaken, right?"

"Hehe, that's right."

Qian Tong laughed and said, "The largest intelligence network in the Immortal Realm is about to be born!"

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First Heaven of the Immortal Realm

whoosh-

A streak of white-gold light flashed past a hastily raised, earthen-yellow shield at incredible speed.

"what!"

The screams stopped abruptly.

An old cultivator with sparse white hair and a withered face stood stiffly, a thin line of blood running straight down from the center of his forehead.

The next moment, his body, along with the shield whose light had dimmed, was neatly split in two.

The sharp light drew an elegant arc in the air, then flew back to the hand of a woman standing quietly not far away. The light subsided, transforming into a three-foot-long green blade.

The woman was none other than Liu Zhuyin.

The reason she killed this seemingly accidental old cultivator without hesitation was because, in the instant they brushed past each other and he put on a smiling face as if to strike up a conversation, she "heard" the surging evil thoughts beneath his kind and benevolent exterior:

"This female cultivator is all alone, and although her aura is strong, she seems uneasy... What a good opportunity! That robe and that flying sword are definitely not ordinary! And the spiritual energy fluctuations around her indicate she possesses a valuable treasure! I'll feign approach first, then use a mind-controlling powder... Once I've succeeded, the loot is mine. As for this beautiful body... hehe, in this desolate wilderness, I can play with it until I'm satisfied, then sell it, or perhaps refine it into a corpse puppet..."

Liu Zhuyin had "heard" far too many similar evil thoughts in the past few months.

Every monk who showed her kindness or seemed harmless might have been harboring greed, lust, or scheming thoughts.

From initial anger and pain—killing—it gradually became her only way to walk in the immortal realm and protect herself.

Do not believe in words or appearances, but only in the direct reflection of the heart's voice that cannot be faked.

She walked to the old cultivator's mangled body, her gaze falling on the blood-stained storage bag.

Just as he was about to use his magic to capture it...

A sharp pain struck without warning!

Liu Zhuyin groaned, swaying slightly, and barely managed to stand by using her sword for support.

But next...

boom--

An endless stream of sounds exploded in her ears!

They come from every corner of the immortal realm, from every race, and from every realm.

At this moment, Liu Zhuyin felt her insignificant consciousness being thrown into a boiling ocean composed of billions of chaotic thoughts.

She "heard" countless people's secrets, plans, emotions, and ramblings.

These sounds did not come in an orderly manner, but were mixed, superimposed, and clashing, almost completely drowning out her self-awareness as [Liu Zhuyin].

At this moment, her remaining rationality made Liu Zhuyin realize a serious problem—

"Can the mind readers of the entire immortal realm hear each other's thoughts?"