My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor’s Corpse - Chapter 614 - Chapter 614: The Mo tian Divine Race’s Sincerity!

Chapter 614: The Mo tian Divine Race’s Sincerity!

Behind the spatial rift in the Endless Abyss was a desolate ruin.

Looking over, yellow sand filled the sky, showing the scene of desolation.

“Hmm?”

Just as Lin Wudao was curiously sizing up his surroundings, he suddenly let out a soft gasp.

He discovered a mysterious man sitting cross-legged under a stone wall in the distance.

Although that person was hidden under a black cloak, Lin Wudao still knew his identity and background through the Eye of the Great Dao.

“Saint of the Motian divine race, Gong Wuque. Why is he here? Moreover, it seems like he’s waiting for someone.”

Lin Wudao was surprised.

The Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu also noticed Gong Wuque’s presence.

“Hey, isn’t that Gong Wuque of the Motian divine race? What is he doing here?” The Mad Daoist asked in surprise.

“God knows. From the looks of it, he seems to have been waiting here for a long time. Could this fellow be waiting for us?’1

Whoosh!

Just as Lin Wudao and the other two were discussing curiously, Gong Wuque, who was in rhe distance, seemed to have sensed something. He immediately arrived in front of them at his fastest speed.

” You guys have finally appeared!”

Gong Wuque’s cold face revealed a hint of pleasant surprise.

At the same time, there was also a strong sense of fear in his eyes.

“Brat, are you waiting for us here?”

“Yes… Yes.”

Facing the Mad Daoist’s malicious gaze, Gong Wuque forcefully suppressed the fear in his heart and nodded.

Seeing him admit it, Lin Wudao and the other two were even more surprised.

“Why are you waiting for us here? Besides, how did you know that we would appear from this place?”

“He he, this… There’s nothing difficult in the world if one puts one’s mind to it. It was not difficult to find this place. I simply paid a hefty sum of money in the Divine Secrets Pavilion to learn about this teleportation array that the Lishan divine race had set up in the past. Then, 1 waited here. To be honest, I wasn’t sure that you would come out from here. 1 just came to try my luck. 1 didn’t expect to really bump into you guys.”

Gong Wuque didn’t waste any time. He flipped his hand and took out an ancient-looking storage ring that he respectfully handed to the Wicked Trio.

“Previously, the Motian divine race offended you. If there are any grudges, please forgive us. This is a little token of our divine race’s appreciation. Consider it an apology for our previous actions. As for the Sage treasures that we promised the three of you, we’ve already prepared them. At this moment, the clan leader of the Motian divine race and our old Sage ancestors are waiting for your arrival in Fenglai Ancient City. At that time, there will be another valuable gift.”

Gong Wuque was extremely sincere and respectful.

Hearing this, Lin Wudao and the other two looked at each other and saw the surprise and astonishment in each other’s eyes. They did not expect the Motian divine race to be so tactful.

The storage ring in front of them contained many divine treasures, all very rare.

It was apparent that this time, the Motian divine race came with sincerity.

“Brat, it can’t be that the Motian divine race has prepared a trap for us, right?”

“Ha, how could that be? With your heaven-defying means and strength, how could the Motian divine race dare to do such a thing?” Gong Wuque laughed awkwardly.

“Hmph! I bet you wouldn’t dare, if you dare to trick us, 1 guarantee that we will destroy the Motian divine race,” Qin Daofu threatened fiercely.

In response, Gong Wuque shrunk his neck as a hint of fear flashed across his eyes.

The Wicked Trio did have the ability to do so.

“We accept your sincerity. It was all a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, we are friends from now on. We are very loyal to our friends. Oh right, you just said that the Motian divine race has prepared a valuable gift?”

“Yes.”

Gong Wuque nodded seriously.

“Oh? What kind of gift is it?”

“Uh, about that, please allow me to keep you in suspense first. When the time comes, my divine race’s old ancestors will personally tell the three of you. Don’t worry, you will certainly be satisfied with the gift.”

Oh? It was quite mysterious.

Upon hearing Gong Wuque’s words, the Mad Daoist, Qin Daofu, and Lin Wudao all showed interest.

“In that case, lead the way. If you dare to lie to us, we will tear down the Motian divine race.”

“I wouldn’t dare,” Gong Wuque smiled awkwardly in response.

He flipped his hand and took out an ancient divine boat, then carried Lin Wudao and the other two away from the desolate area.

Fenglai Ancient City was quire a famous city in the Heaven Desolates Region. It was located on the shore of the Black Sea.

Legend had it that in the distant past, a seven-colored phoenix had descended here, which was why it was named Fenglai City. It occupied an extremely vast area, covering an area of millions of miles.

Here, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was extremely dense, vast like a tide. The cultivators they saw along the way were far stronger than the living beings of the Great World of Divine Desolation.

Basically, they were all in the True God realm or above. Occasionally, they could even sense the powerful aura of a Sage.

Whoosh!

Roughly half a day later, under Gong Wuque’s lead, Lin Wudao and the other two finally arrived at Fenglai Ancient City.

In the end, they came to a pavilion in the middle of the city.

Phoenix Pavilion, the biggest place of entertainment in Fenglai Ancient City.

“Heaven Desolates Region has great land and heroic cultivators. This place is much better than the 12 regions. If we could harvest here, it should be awesome. The Phoenix Pavilion is very good too…”

The Mad Daoist sized the place up and commented.

A moment later, they followed Gong Wuque to rhe Qingfeng Courtyard on the fourth level of the Phoenix Tower.

Whoosh!

As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, four powerful figures entered their sight.

Three Sages and one Half-Sage.

“Motian divine race, Clan Leader Gong Zhan, old ancestors Gong Tianyi, Gong Jiuyang, and Gong Beiming. Gong Zhan, level 1 Sage. Gong Beiming, Half-Sage. Gong Jiuyang, level 2 Sage. Gong Tianyi, level 4 Sage.”

Lin Wudao swept his gaze across and instantly learned their identities and cultivation.

When Lin Wudao and the others entered Qingfeng Courtyard, Gong Tianyi and the others also looked over.

“Let me introduce you. These are Sage Tianyi, Sage Jiuyang, and Sage Beiming of the Motian divine race. This is the clan leader of our divine race, Gong Zhan. Old ancestors, clan leader, they are the Wicked Trio,” Gong Wuque introduced them.

Gong Tianyi and the others immediately stood up with bright smiles on their faces.

“Fellow Daoists, I’ve heard a lot about you. Previously, Sage Beiming of our divine race acted rashly and offended rhe three of you. Please forgive him. Today, the four of us have specially come to apologize.”

As he spoke, Gong Tianyi took out another storage ring and handed it to Lin Wudao.

“Ten Sage treasures?”

Lin Wudao was shocked when he scanned the ring with his divine sense.

He didn’t expect the Motian divine race to be willing to take out ten Sage treasures to apologize. Although they were only low-grade Sage treasures, they were still very precious to a great divine race. Taking out these ten items, even the Motian divine race would lose a portion of their foundation.

Lin Wudao was very satisfied with their sincerity.

“Fellow Daoist, you’re too polite. Actually, it was just a misunderstanding. As the saying goes, friendship comes from fighting. After our last encounter, Saint Gong Wuque became good friends with us. Flowever, since it’s the kindness of the Motian divine race, we can’t reject it. Otherwise, it would be looking down on the Motian divine race.”

While saying that, Lin Wudao put away the storage ring.

Hearing this, Gong Tianyi and the others cursed in their hearts.

This time, the Motian divine race could be said to have put in a lot of effort.

Not only did they have to swallow their anger and endure the matter of Gong Beiming’s Sage-realm cultivation being severed, but they even had to take out ten Sage treasures to bribe them.

It was all to preserve their lives.

After the previous incident, they were afraid that the Wicked Trio would go berserk and destroy the Motian divine race.

And so, they had brought valuable treasures to curry favor with the three people of the Wicked Trio so that they would not attack the Motian divine race.

Lin Wudao and the others knew what Gong Tianyi and the others were thinking.

To be honest, they currently did not have much interest in a divine race like the Motian divine race.

After all, the strongest among them was only a Sage.

Since the Motian divine race had taken out ten Sage treasures, Lin Wudao did not mind letting them go..