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Chapter 553 -264: A Catastrophe Once in Ten Thousand Years?_2

“So…”

“If it’s possible, take advantage of this period of calm to improve your cultivation level and strength as quickly as possible,” he said.

“This is likely the last bit of time before the disaster strikes.”

“It could very well be the final stretch you have to intensely focus on your cultivation in seclusion.”

Having said this,

the Carefree Monk slipped the tattered wooden fan he was holding into his waistband.

He patted his hands,

then turned around.

It seemed that he intended to leave the courtyard.

“Wait…”

Seeing that the Carefree Monk was about to depart, Luo Changfeng abruptly stopped his train of thought and looked at the monk with a somewhat serious expression. In a low voice, he asked, “How much time is left before the calamity you speak of—this once-in-ten-thousand-years disaster—befalls us?”

“If it’s as you say, and even an existence like you is in danger of perishing,”

“then how are the others with powers far inferior to yours going to survive on this continent?”

Hearing this,

the Carefree Monk paused his departing footsteps for a moment.

After a brief pondering, he smiled.

Then, he spoke out loud.

“Probably, you have less than fifty years left?”

“Fifty years might seem like a lot,”

“but for cultivators, especially those whose cultivation has reached the level of an Immortal Realm Cultivator, these fifty years are but the blink of an eye.”

“As for how the common folk will survive?”

At this point, the Carefree Monk turned his head back, gave Luo Changfeng a look, and then said, “Haven’t you heard the saying?”

“When the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up.”

“Calamity, calamity.”

“To the people of the world, it is both a crisis and an opportunity.”

“If they fail to seize it, then perishing in this world is only to be expected.”

“But, if they can seize the opportunity,”

“countless people can soar into the sky.”

“And when did you start caring about the lives of mere mortals?”

“On this cold and brutal Xuanyuan Continent,”

“in the midst of this once-in-ten-thousand-years disaster.”

“To be alive, to live a good life,”

“that is already quite fortunate.”

“With that, how can we have the power or the right to worry about the survival of others?”

With that, the Carefree Monk turned his head once more.

No longer looking at Luo Changfeng, who was sitting quietly in the Stone Pavilion.

“Kid, in this once-in-ten-thousand-years disaster, try your best to cling to life and survive,” he said.

“After this departure, I might not come to seek you out again for a short while.”

After thinking for a moment, Luo Changfeng responded softly, “In that case, do you no longer need the Qi-Blood Elixir that you asked for before?”

The Carefree Monk’s departing footsteps paused once again.

After a long while, his voice echoed once more.

“I misspoke just now. What I mean is, after some time when I take the Qi-Blood Elixir that I need,”

“it might be a long while before we see each other again.”

Following the Carefree Monk’s words,

his figure completely vanished from the courtyard.

Vanished from Luo Changfeng’s sight,

as if he had never been there at all.

“So, he still needs the Qi-Blood Elixir after all?”

Luo Changfeng chuckled to himself, then withdrew his gaze.

He had thought that after the Carefree Monk left this time,

he wouldn’t need the promised amount of Qi-Blood Elixir anymore.

Unexpectedly…

that old guy could still take back the words he had said.

Such realm, such cultivation, such strength,

and he still had the ability to be so flexible and adaptable.

For this, Luo Changfeng had nothing to say other than admiring his might,

seemingly at a loss for any other comment.

“But this once-in-ten-thousand-years disaster…”

“Seems like it’s going to be somewhat troublesome.”

In the small courtyard, beneath the Stone Pavilion.

Luo Changfeng slightly narrowed his eyes.

He picked up the tea from the stone table, all the while silently pondering in his heart.

If this matter was truly as the Carefree Monk had said,

then, with the passage of fifty years,

not just his modest Da Feng Dynasty, but the entire Xuanyuan Continent would be engulfed by this disaster that recurred only once every ten thousand years.

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On that note, when reversing the thought,

the White Brahma Temple, being one of the Three Great Demonic Forces of Buddhism in the Northern Desolate Divine Continent,

choosing to stir at this timing,

could it, too, be related to the disaster set to erupt after fifty years?

“Forget it, let’s not think too much about it for now,”

Luo Changfeng silently shook his head.

He banished the thought from his mind.

Regardless of whether the so-called disaster was real or false, whether it was truly as terrifying as the Carefree Monk had described,

there was still plenty of time.

He could at least enjoy fifty years of peace.

Therefore, the most important matter for him at present was not the terrifying disaster that would arrive in fifty years,

but rather the unresolved issues of the Da Feng Dynasty’s Imperial Feng Family, the White Brahma Temple, one of the Three Great Demonic Forces, and

the Great Flame Dynasty, which had just taken over the entire Great Moon Dynasty and had seen an increase in overall strength.

If these three factions’ trouble wasn’t dealt with, not to mention the disaster in fifty years,

even now he wouldn’t be able to live in peace.

Don’t be fooled by the current appearance that the Da Feng Dynasty is calm and untroubled.

In actuality, it is all a false facade.

In the shadows, the undercurrents have already begun to stir.

“White Brahma Temple, Yan Family, Feng Family…”

“Amongst these three, the Yan Family seems to have the weakest strength, right?”

“After all, of the two ancestors in the Yan Family, one is already dead.”

“That is to say, the vast Royal Yan Family of the Great Flame Dynasty now only has a single Mortal Transcendence.”

“To take care of the Yan Family, one only needs to deal with that Mortal Transcendence.”

Luo Changfeng silently pondered in his heart.

However, quite obviously,

what he could think of, others could also imagine.

After suffering a defeat within the Da Feng Dynasty,

the Royal Yan Family of the Great Flame Dynasty will certainly not step lightly into the swamp-like Da Feng Dynasty again.

At most, the Royal Yan Family might only add fuel to the flames from the sidelines.

Commissioning the Yan Family to return, or to step into the Da Feng Dynasty’s territory again, akin to a swamp,

the Yan Family definitely wouldn’t dare to do so again.

Hence, if he truly wanted to deal with the current troubles,

he still had to start from either the Da Feng Dynasty’s Imperial Feng Family or the White Brahma Temple, one of the Three Great Demonic Forces of Buddhism.

But if that was really the case…

Then after much deliberation,

the most important factor still seemed to be his own absolute strength.

“The Intermediate Stage of Mortal Transcendence is ultimately a bit too low,”

“If I could elevate my cultivation from the Intermediate Stage of Mortal Transcendence to the Late Stage, or even above the Late Stage to the Perfection of Mortal Transcendence within this period,”

“then facing the combined forces of the Imperial Feng Family of the Da Feng Dynasty, the Royal Yan Family of the Great Flame Dynasty, and the White Brahma Temple, I should be able to deal with such trouble quite easily, effortlessly even,”

“Strength, strength, in the end, what is needed is that absolute strength!”

At this thought,

Luo Changfeng couldn’t help but sigh lightly.

Afterward, he picked up the teacup from the stone table once again,

and sipped at it slowly.

His thoughts gradually faded with the passage of time.

At this moment, the atmosphere within the small courtyard was incredibly tranquil.

Breezes brushed by from time to time,

a sensation that made Luo Changfeng feel extraordinarily content.

“Being stuck at the Intermediate Stage of Mortal Transcendence for such a long period, it’s time…

“It’s time to break through this bottleneck in cultivation.”