Originally, Tiger Zhan had planned to wage war against the Spirit Dust Realm, but after Ambrose Lu appeared and said those two sentences, he no longer dared to proceed.
Even without Ambrose Lu, Tiger Zhan was uncertain about breaking into the Immortal Tomb.
Previously, there was little risk, so he thought he might as well try. But now, with Ambrose Lu, a suspected big shot from the Immortal Realm, appearing, pursuing it further would mean risking his life.
Tiger Zhan might have a simple mind and strong body, but he wasn’t foolish.
Upon hearing that there was a Howling Sky Demon Tiger clan in the Immortal Realm, Tiger Zhan’s heart burned with excitement. He actually had a clan… and Ambrose Lu said there was a great opportunity for him there.
So, he began preparing for the Ascension Tribulation.
Since the Immortal Tomb was out of reach, he decided to head to the Immortal Realm.
There was nothing left in the lower realms worth lingering for.
Before this, Tiger Zhan appeared in the Spirit Dust Realm, bringing lavish gifts to the Eastern Region’s cultivation world.
Tiger Zhan told the various sects in the Eastern Region that, after Senior Ambrose’s guidance, he deeply realized his mistakes and sincerely apologized.
The sects in the Eastern Region were bewildered. The dignified Monster Sovereign actually came personally with gifts to apologize… They were so tense that they didn’t know how to react.
And who exactly was this Senior Ambrose? Guiding the Monster Sovereign? It sounded so fantastical.
However, they believed it in their hearts. After all, the Monster Sovereign was not someone who would randomly make up a person who could suppress him, nor would he apologize without reason.
In the end, Tiger Zhan even extended a grand invitation, inviting the sects of the Eastern Region to witness his Ascension Tribulation in two years.
Seeing the still-dazed sects, Tiger Zhan left with a smug look on his face.
Just after he left, Karl Jiang, the ancestor of Purple Extreme Thunder Peak, also appeared.
Like Tiger Zhan, he humbled himself, saying that after Senior Ambrose’s guidance, he realized his mistake of not intervening during the recent demon troubles at Purple Extreme Thunder Peak and apologized, inviting the sects to observe his Ascension Tribulation in five years.
Seeing someone like Karl Jiang humble himself, the sects naturally forgave him.
However, they became even more curious about the mysterious Senior Ambrose.
Thus, the matter of war finally came to an end.
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In the tenth year after Ambrose Lu emerged from the Immortal Tomb in the Spirit Dust Realm, Tiger Zhan faced his Ascension Tribulation. Under the witness of Sophia Ji, the demon realms, and the various sects of the Eastern Region, he endured great hardships and finally succeeded.
On this day, everyone finally saw Tiger Zhan’s true form—a Howling Sky Demon Tiger that covered the sky and blocked out the sun!
Under the lightning, the demon tiger roared, its fangs bared, shaking the heavens and the earth.
“Haha, Sophia Ji, Karl Jiang, my descendants of the Monster Realm, and everyone in the Eastern Region’s cultivation world, we shall meet again!”
With that, Tiger Zhan transformed and disappeared under the envious gazes of the crowd.
In the twelfth year,
Karl Jiang, the ancestor of Purple Extreme Thunder Peak, also successfully passed his Ascension Tribulation under the watchful eyes of countless cultivators.
Seeing this, Laura Qin and Sean Liu couldn’t help but quicken their pace, feeling a bit anxious.
In the same year, under the constant drizzle, the old butler reached the end of his life…
“Master… The luckiest thing in my life… was meeting such a kind master like you.”
The old butler lay flat on the bed, smiling, his face unusually rosy.
Andrew Chen tightly held his hand, his head bowed in silence, his shoulders trembling violently.
“Four years ago, Madam also unfortunately passed away during the demon troubles. Now, I too am leaving, and Master will be left alone…” The old butler reversed his grip on Andrew Chen’s hand, smiling.
Ambrose Lu stood by, watching calmly.
“Sir…” The old butler suddenly looked at Ambrose Lu and called softly.
Ambrose Lu smiled slightly, “Speak.”
“Back in Moyu Town, thank you for saving Moyu Town from danger several times. I know you always have tough talk but a soft heart…”
Perhaps facing death, the old butler’s tone was more natural with Ambrose Lu than before.
Ambrose Lu was taken aback, then smiled, “The world you will go to after death is called the Soul Realm. I know the head there. I will leave a trace of my aura on your soul, and he will arrange things for you.”
The old butler’s eyes began to blur, and he smiled, “Thank you, sir.”
“Butler!” Andrew Chen, seeing the old butler’s state, instinctively turned and knelt before Ambrose Lu, kowtowing and trembling, “Sir, can you save him? Please!”
Ambrose Lu pursed his lips and said softly, “He has died of natural causes.”
“Sir… Master, I…”
Before he could finish, the old butler slowly closed his eyes, his face showing no pain, only a smile and reluctance.
Andrew Chen’s body shook, he turned abruptly, standing there stiffly, his eyes bloodshot.
“Andrew, I’ll ask you one more time, do you still want to cultivate?”
At this moment, Ambrose Lu walked over, covering the old butler’s face with the quilt, and asked softly.
Andrew Chen stared blankly at Ambrose Lu’s actions, trembling, “Sir, this cultivation… I won’t pursue it anymore…”
Ambrose Lu stood for a long time, nodded, and walked out.
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In the fourteenth year, the old woman also reached the end of her life.
“Grandmother…” Little Amelia, with red eyes, gently held the old woman’s frail hand.
Ambrose Lu, as he did when the butler passed away, watched quietly from the side.
“Little Amelia, you were born with a hard life. Before you understood things, your parents passed away, and your grandfather also died when you were three. You followed your grandmother, selling fruits at a stall from a young age. Those years were hard on you.”
The old woman had a kind smile on her face, but her expression was somewhat guilty.
Little Amelia shook her head frantically, sobbing, “It wasn’t hard, not at all. Grandmother gave me all her love!”
The old woman touched Little Amelia’s cheek proudly, “Haha, my Little Amelia is so promising. Despite the tough days, you still became a lady official and let grandmother enjoy a few years of good life.”
Little Amelia held the old woman’s hand tightly.
“Sir, since that night we met you, you secretly healed my eyes, and our lives became much easier. Thank you so much. Without you…”
Ambrose Lu waved his hand to interrupt, “Let’s not talk about the past.”
The old woman smiled, her eyes dimming.
“Grandmother… don’t…” Little Amelia’s tears flowed like a spring, her eyes red and swollen.
The old woman opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but couldn’t. Finally, she gently closed her eyes.
Little Amelia was completely stunned, biting her lip so hard it bled, but she didn’t notice.
“Brother… Thank you for everything. It seems… I have to leave the Spirit Dust Realm…”
At this moment, Little Amelia’s hair turned a strange azure blue, and a misty glow enveloped her.
Ambrose Lu was not surprised, looking at her and saying quietly, “No need to thank me. Leave now, your life in this world has ended.”
Little Amelia glanced at the old woman on the bed, her expression cold, but her voice trembling slightly,
“I must go. Please bury my grandmother, along with this… as a token of thanks.”
With that, a string of blue beads floated in the air. She bowed to Ambrose Lu, then her body suddenly turned into countless blue particles, dissipating in the room.
Ambrose Lu took the blue beads, turned to the old woman’s body, and with a flick of his sleeve, disappeared with it.
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