Chapter 254 Thought of Some Happy Things

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Li Xiaobai had a strange look on his face as he turned to the Monk Bai Mei beside him, hoping the latter would say something.

“Cough cough, my good disciple, the three-year period isn’t up yet, you should leave with Liaowang for now. This battle isn’t something you can intervene in, these two old chaps, this old monk will try his best to stall them.”

Monk Bai Mei said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

“No, Master, it’s already time, your disciple has been counting the days. Since I began practicing Closed-eye Meditation, right at this moment, it has been exactly three years, not a minute more, not a minute less.”

Yu Sanbian spoke very firmly.

The old monk was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say. With the enemy before him, he couldn’t very well admit that he had only drawn a few big pies in the sky to let the other party cultivate in peace.

Indeed, the Closed-eye Meditation was extraordinarily effective, but his initial intention was simply to help Yu Sanbian develop an inner vision to aid in the practice of more powerful whip techniques.

As for the example of the Wine Sword Immortal, it did indeed exist, but that person was the Wine Sword Immortal! He could wield a sword at the age of three, and for his whole life, he was obsessed only with swordsmanship, even able to ascend to the Upper Realm.

How many such masters could there be from ancient times to the present? Don’t you have any sense of where you stand?

Monk Bai Mei felt it was his own fault. If he had shown his strength in front of the other party earlier, then perhaps Yu Sanbian would not have gotten so carried away today.

The feeling was like a child from the countryside suddenly learning that his father is the richest man in the world. He can’t exactly be asked to show cunning and composure in front of the upper-class guests, can he?

“Cough cough, my good disciple, you can continue to let your Closed-eye Meditation brew for a while longer and find a suitable opportunity to unleash it. Leave today’s matter for your master to handle.”

Monk Bai Mei said.

“Yes, Brother Yu, better listen to Master Bai Mei. There’s the pursuit of nearly ten thousand righteous cultivators ahead!”

Li Xiaobai also said, with Liaowang and Su Mei’er nodding in agreement, thoroughly approving. Faced with such a clueless cultivator, they didn’t know how else to persuade him.

“Master need not say more; if Master has trouble today, your disciple is willing to shoulder the burden!”

“You’re called Wu Hou, right? The three-year period is up, and today is just the right time to test the Fiery Golden Eyes I’ve painstakingly cultivated for three years!”

Yu Sanbian said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back, facing Wu Hou.

“Ridiculous, a mere Nascent Soul Stage ant that could be crushed with a flick of a finger, also deludes himself into thinking he can fight with this old man. Are all of Master Bai Mei’s disciples so ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth?”

Wu Hou was furious, feeling insulted.

“Heh, have you ever heard of the case of the Wine Sword Immortal?”

“Since you know that Yu is a disciple of a Mahayana Realm Buddhist monk, you should be even more cautious. Guided by Master Bai Mei, I’ve been practicing Closed-eye Meditation for three years; with divine light within me, even if you’re a cultivator of the Mahayana Realm, I’ll not be so easy to handle!”

Yu Sanbian spoke slowly.

Wu Hou was taken aback upon hearing this, and as he thought back to the journey up until now, it was true that the young man had always been keeping his eyes closed, and the proficiency he displayed was definitely not the result of a last-minute effort, but an instinct honed through long-term cultivation.

He knew of the Wine Sword Immortal, who spent ten years refining a sword, fought indecisively with his Golden Core Realm against someone at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, and was hailed as a once-in-a-century prodigy.

Although Wu Hou had not heard of Yu Sanbian, this young man was a disciple of Master Bai Mei, and with three years of refining his eyes under the guidance of Master Bai Mei, if the divine light within them was unleashed all at once, it could indeed cause considerable trouble.

Wu Hou pondered in his heart, hesitating, uncertain whether what Yu Sanbian said was true.

But in the moment of his hesitation, Yu Sanbian made his move. His Vermilion Phoenix Eyes snapped open suddenly, emitting two divine beams of light that shot straight into the sky and spread across the horizon, staring fixedly at Wu Hou above.

“Wu Hou, the three-year period is over; prepare to meet your end!”

A look of surprise crossed Wu Hou’s face as he instinctively formed a Seal Spell and manifested a Yin Yang Array Disk to firmly protect himself.

Those two beams of divine light had caught him off guard and given him quite a scare.

However, after those two beams shot from Yu Sanbian’s eyes, no other anomalies occurred. In the void, Wu Hou blinked his eyes, looking down at Yu Sanbian in bewilderment, as if waiting for the latter to continue.

At that moment, Yu Sanbian’s face was also one of confusion, wildly blinking at Wu Hou and mumbling under his breath. He was convinced that, after the three-year period, he would be the leading figure of the younger generation.

But clearly, he had been disappointed. No matter how he blinked, nothing happened, everything was so normal. Apart from the initial two beams of light, all of Yu Sanbian’s actions were indistinguishable from those of a regular person, akin to someone who had just woken up and nothing more extraordinary.

The atmosphere in the arena was somewhat eerie, nobody spoke, and the big shots hadn’t quite recovered from their shock, with the lower-tier disciples daring even less to make a sound.

Monk Bai Mei’s lips trembled for a moment, but ultimately, the words he wanted to say just couldn’t make it past his throat.

“Pfft!”

A string of bell-like laughter echoed in the void, Su Mei’er just couldn’t hold it back anymore; she couldn’t believe there was such a ridiculously amusing cultivator in the world, so interesting!

“You… what are you laughing at?”

Yu Sanbian’s gaze was somewhat vacant as he stared at Su Mei’er and asked.

“Uh… nothing, I was just thinking about something that made me happy.”

Su Mei’er quickly responded.

“Hahaha…”

Hearing this, Li Xiaobai found it amusing. He hadn’t expected to hear this kind of jest from a cultivator of the Immortal Spirit Continent; it was somewhat intriguing.

“Brother Li, what are you laughing at now?”

“Nothing, I too just thought of something that made me happy.”

Li Xiaobai said, frantically waving his hands.

“Pfft!”

Su Mei’er laughed again.

“What exactly are you laughing at? If you want to mock me, just come out and say it. I’ve been tolerating you for a long time!”

Yu Sanbian was suddenly furious.

“It’s nothing, just some happy news, my ‘Aunt’ recently had a baby.”

Su Mei’er tried hard to suppress her emotions, speaking as evenly as she could.

“Hehe.”

Li Xiaobai just couldn’t hold back. Su Mei’er’s grasp on comedic timing was impeccable, and combined with Yu Sanbian’s serious expression just before, it was hard for him to keep a straight face.

“And what are you laughing at now?” Yu Sanbian’s gaze was murderous as he looked over.

“Nothing, my ‘Aunt’ had a baby too.”

Li Xiaobai’s face turned serious instantaneously as he said.

“Are your ‘Aunts’ the same person?”

“No, they just had babies on the same day.”

Li Xiaobai waved his hands frantically to explain, unable to suppress his laughter in the process.

“Damn it, you are clearly making fun of Yu here, all that talk about ‘three years have passed’, ‘the mountains and rivers shatter because of me’, it’s all lies!”

“Bald Donkey, you owe me an explanation!”

Yu Sanbian’s eyes were bloodshot, his face contorted with anger. His hope was shattered, enduring in vain for three years only to be met with such an outcome; he felt the sting of despair.

Especially the composed façade he had just a moment ago had been completely lost, he wished he could immediately find a hole to crawl into.

To show off in the enemy’s lair and then fail, what on earth was he thinking with that head of his?

“It’s a farce, I actually took a farce seriously, you insolent child, die!”