Chapter 1541 I Want to Know the Truth!

　　BOOM!

　　Suddenly a deafening noise resounded all around the area where Xu Que had been standing, and the earth shook with massive tremors as if there had been an earthquake.

　　The explosion had set the sky ablaze, and a blinding glow was spreading everywhere.

　　A light blue sword had ripped a huge chunk out of the Great Palm Print of the Netherworld that Xu Que had summoned.

　　The next moment, the mutilated palm print came crashing down, causing the ground to shake even more violently and sending myriad particles of debris flying into the air. The entire area was razed by the force of the attack.

　　“F*ck. This seems way too strong, even for a Celestial King who’s thousands of years old.” Xu Que was utterly stupefied.

　　He had just witnessed what had happened very clearly. The great palm print had been torn apart, and, after it had fallen, a middle-aged man had happened to be right where the tear had been.

　　This was absolutely beyond Xu Que’s comprehension. He had thought that the Great Palm Print of the Netherworld, coupled with the power of a few Obliterating Spells, would be sufficient to finish this Celestial King off.

　　He had definitely not expected that this Celestial King would be strong enough to cause a massive tear in the Great Palm Print of the Netherworld.

　　“Impressive, impressive. With this sort of competence, you would totally be able to match up to the masters of the Celestial Prime cultivation stage even thousands of years from now.” Xu Que was overwhelmed. This Celestial King from thousands of years ago was indeed as strong as his reputation had suggested. He had underestimated Celestial Kings, and, in particular, their ability to produce such a sudden burst of power. It was too shocking.

　　SWOOSH!

　　Overcoming his emotions, Xu Que pushed his palm forward.

　　All of the debris instantly disappeared, bringing the sky back to its original pristine state.

　　Where towering trees and green grass had once grown in abundance, all that remained was barren land. A visible depression in the shape of a large palm print could be seen in the ground.

　　Getting down on one knee, the middle-aged man Celestial King panted heavily, his face as white as a sheet.

　　That single sword move of his had taken a lot out of him. Not only had he spent a lot of his energy on it, but he had also taken a big hit to his diaphragm area, causing great damage to his meridians. He had been severely injured.

　　This had made his fear of Xu Que even more acute. He had only managed to unleash this enormous mighty strength after squandering all of his Celestial Core Power and damaging his source of vitality. Even then, he had only managed to parry Xu Que’s move. Now both of them seemed to have been drained of a significant amount of their energy.

　　But this young man seemed completely unaffected by losing so much energy displaying his move. Clearly, he had yet to give it his all.

　　“Ha, ha, ha…” The middle-aged man couldn’t help himself. He let out a bitter laugh. He didn’t have the strength to resist any further blows. He’d given up. There was no way he could triumph over this young man.

　　Besides, he could tell that this entire area had been placed under a restrictive spell. Everything that happened here, no matter how destructive or loud, would never be known by the outside world.

　　The scariest thing was that there were still a couple of strong Obliterating Spells in the area, which served to multiply the young man’s celestial might.

　　How could anyone put up a fight against this?

　　“Never mind, never mind! Losers are always in the wrong. Young man, before I die, I just want to ask you one question,” the middle-aged man said wearily, his voice filled with desolation. By then, he had resorted to sitting on the ground.

　　“Oh? What question is that?” Xu Que narrowed his eyes, keeping them focused on the middle-aged man lest he was trying to plot some kind of a trick.

　　The middle-aged man only raised his head and looked at Xu Que as he asked, “How long have you and Xiaoli been together, and when did you start planning this?”

　　“???”

　　At this moment, several questions surfaced in Xu Que’s mind. With a puzzled look on his face, he responded, “Who…who is Xiaoli?”

　　“Who is Xiaoli?”

　　Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man flew into a rage. “Even at a time like this, when I am surrendering, you aren’t willing to give me the answer to such a simple question?”

　　“Wang Meili, of course,” he answered angrily.

　　“Huh? Bro, you seem to be laboring under some kind of misunderstanding. I don’t know anyone named Wang Meili. I only knew that you were going to attack me, so I simply lay in wait to attack you instead.” Xu Que replied, feeling quite dazed and shaking his head at the complexity of the entire situation.

　　“You knew I was going to attack you?” The middle-aged man froze. Then he immediately turned bright red from anger. His eyes seemed to even be turning black from the rage burning bright in his heart.

　　“D*mn it, who are you trying to fool? I attacked you on the spur of the moment, and now you’re saying that you knew about it in advance and were lying in ambush? What nonsense! You knew nothing in advance.”

　　PFTT!

　　At last, overcome by his rage, the middle-aged man couldn’t help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

　　He simply couldn’t tolerate this young man cuckolding him and, on top of that, humiliating him by refusing to admit any bit of the truth.

　　But he wouldn’t take it lying down. He just couldn’t understand why he had been betrayed by his beloved Xiaoli. This had all happened way too quickly. Before his death, he just wanted to know the reason behind this entire episode.

　　“Fellow cultivator, I’m begging you to tell me the truth. I just want to know why Xiaoli had decided to treat me in this way. I have acknowledged my part in all of this, and I only wish to learn the truth so that I may rest in peace.” After his violent outburst of anger, the middle-aged man had now become extremely despondent and distressed.

　　At this point, Xu Que was also becoming a little dumbfounded. This middle-aged man couldn’t have been mentally damaged after being hit by him, could he?

　　Admittedly, he appeared quite pitiful. Perhaps he had been hurt in a relationship before and still hadn’t gotten over it. Maybe the heartache from that relationship had caused his inner Demons to appear and made him deranged.

　　SIGH!

　　“Forget it. Let me help him with these Demons and do some good at the same time.”

　　Xu Que had held onto the Asura Mad Demon Finger he had originally planned to use. Looking at the middle-aged man calmly, Xu Que said sincerely, “All right. Seeing as things have come to this, I’ll tell you everything. What do you wish to know?”

　　Indeed…

　　The middle-aged man’s heart sank. Filled with sorrow and bitterness, he said hoarsely, “I want to know why Xiaoli is doing this to me…”

　　While keeping his gaze on the middle-aged man, Xu Que stayed silent for a few moments before he replied in an earnest way, “To be honest, it’s probably because you’re ugly, but that’s okay. It doesn’t matter if a man is old and ugly. Even though you won’t be able to be liked by everyone at first sight like I am, as long as you persevere, conduct yourself virtuously, and possess talent, you’ll soon realize that there still won’t be a woman who’s interested in you.”

　　As soon as Xu Que had finished speaking, the middle-aged man was completely stunned.

　　And so was Xu Que.

　　“Oops, it seems as if I’ve said something wrong. My chicken soup for the soul has accidentally become poisonous soup for the soul.

　　“But then again, seeing as this middle-aged man is already totally deranged, he probably won’t care about such a tiny detail, right?”

　　“I…”

　　All of a sudden, the middle-aged man opened his mouth and said only a single word before a huge fountain of blood spurted out of his mouth.

　　Following that, his body fell forward stiffly as he collapsed on the ground.

　　“Screw your mother…” He spat out his last three words half-heartedly, before closing his eyes. The vitality within him died out and, just like that, he breathed his last.

　　“F*ck!” Xu Que swore at once.

　　This middle-aged man had died too abruptly, and he had cursed Xu Que before his last breath. How infuriating!

　　However, Xu Que didn’t have any intention of bearing a grudge against a deceased person. He wasn’t going to go to the extent of whipping a corpse or anything to that effect.

　　In the World of Cultivators, it was commonplace for someone to fail at killing another person or stealing another’s possessions, just as it was common for someone to be killed by the person they were seeking to destroy. If Xu Que hadn’t known about this incident in advance and had had to fight with this middle-aged man Celestial King without any preparation beforehand, he could very well have died.

　　As for the final sword summoned by this man, Xu Que knew that there was no way he could’ve survived it. It was only with the help of the few Obliterating Spells that his Great Palm Print of the Netherworld was able to match up to the might of that sword.

　　Thus, it was most of all thanks to the calamity-foreseeing art of the ten great divine magic arts that Xu Que had received from the System that he was able to experience such a positive outcome.

　　Finally, Xu Que stepped forward and took the storage ring from the hands of the middle-aged man. Inside, he found a token with the mark of the Heaven Palace Sect engraved on it.

　　There was no mistaking it. This was the recruitment pass that he needed.

　　Xu Que took the recruitment pass and turned toward the stone steps nearby. The corners of his mouth turned upward into a smile. At last, he could make it into the Heaven Palace Sect.

　　But the next instant, his face fell and his eyes got wide.

　　At the bottom of the steps, where the restrictive spell was still in effect, stood a woman dressed in white. Judging from her stance, she had clearly been there for quite some time, yet he hadn’t detected her presence before in the least little bit.

　　“About your palm print earlier, where did you learn it?” As their eyes met, the woman dressed in white stayed composed and spoke to him in a calm, quiet voice.

　　At this moment, Xu Que smiled to himself. He hadn’t expected to meet Xuanyuan Wanrong, a cultivator from thousands of years ago, in such a way and so soon.

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