Ace Of Terrans

The terran stood up from the ground and looked at the sky. He did not know what took over him, but he flew into the void and rose above the clouds. He turned in all directions but could not find anything when he heard a voice, "Xiao Lang, what are you looking for?" 

Shi Lang turned and found his Master, the Third Ancestor of the Spirit Heart Sect, hovering beside him. He said, "Master, I feel like someone related to me has come to the immortal realm." 

The old man nodded faintly, "Your guts are indeed true. Someone with a fate with you has arrived in the immortal realm."

Shi Lang took a deep breath, and he shivered. The old man said, "Calm down. You will not be able to find that person if you act like this." 

His words calm Shi Lang, and the terran raised his hand to rub his face. At this moment, his gaze fell on the communicator on his wrist. He anxiously tapped on the surface and channeled his spirit energy into it. The array engraved on his communicator lit up. This was the most advanced piece of spiritual tech in the federation then. He had the best model on his wrist. 

This model had a pair that Amelia owned. So, he could locate and get together if she were in the immortal plain. The array lit up, but nothing happened. Shi Lang did not give up hope. He was patient. After all, Amelia did not have a spiritual tattoo like him to hold onto her things when ascending. The heavenly tribulation could turn things to ashes, so it would be no shock for him if that happened. 

After ten minutes, when the flare of hope was about to calm down, the communicator vibrated. Shi Lang opened his eyes wide as the spirit energy condensed into a face. His body was shivering as he saw Amelia. A tear dropped from his eyes. 

Amelia was smiling at him with a tear in her eyes, too. She said, "The communicator is damaged. I will wait for you in the central plains. Come soon, Lang. I..." 

As she was speaking, the spiritual avatar shook and began to dissolve. However, Shi Lang spotted a bunch of people attacking Amelia. His mind was rattled, and he called, "Amy, Amy, what happened, Amy?!" 

The old man noticed his fluctuating mood and said, "Do not be so anxious. Her fate is strong, and she will live for a long time. She will not be harmed." 

The terran replied anxiously, "Master, she is new here, does not know anyone, and we had demons looking for us. It has not been long in the immortal realm since I ascended, but decades must have passed in the lower realm. She arrived here and could be facing a deadly situation. Please let me go to her."

The old man shook his head and said, "Rein your temper and calm your thoughts. You are making a fuss over nothing. Is this how an Immortal Lord should behave? Control your emotions, or you will die before you reach the central plains. Do you understand?" 

His harsh words rang in Shi Lang\'s head and jolted him awake. Gradually, he recovered his temper and stability. He asked, "Master, Please tell me what should I do?" 

The old man replied, "First, you will get down to the ground, and then I will tell you what you should do." 

Shi Lang nodded and followed the old man. The third Ancestor sat on the boulder and said, "My name is Ling San. I am third and the youngest among the disciples of my generation, just like your grandmaster." 

Shi Lang nodded before Ling San continued, "My senior brothers and I practiced a few skills I will now impart to you." 

Ling San did not give Shi Lang any chance and raised his finger like before, and a ray of light shot at Shi Lang\'s forehead. The terran was filled with the details and skills from the older generation, and he was shocked to see so many basic skills filling his head. He realized the intention behind this impartation was to improve his foundation. 

It was fighting skills, formation dao, and alchemy dao knowledge. The basic manipulation of the spiritual energy was emphasized, and subconsciously, Shi Lang tried to use these methods in correspondence to his Lightning Shura Sutra. He realized that the efficiency had increased severalfold. 

The terran realized he would gradually lose himself in the compression, so he coughed a mouthful of blood. Ling San was surprised but saw clones forming from the blood drops. There were a few dozen clones that looked identical to Shi Lang. The terran said, "You have your task. Go! Scurry the entire world if you must, but find me, Amelia." 

The clones nodded and rushed out of the valley. Ling San did not stop them as they all moved out. The sect was shocked when they saw so many people rushing out. However, the sect master\'s voice rang out in the surroundings, "Do not bar them." 

The disciples found things odd, but they did not say anything. After all, it was the sect master who told them to be calm. Shi Lang sat in the valley with his eyes closed, gradually losing himself in comprehending the skills passed on by Ling San. 

He was not in a hurry; all his clones would travel in groups, and even if they were not very strong, they could hold their end against some experts. The Terran had set out to look for his beloved, and he was no longer uneasy. 

...

Outside the Ascension hall, Ying Yu stood behind a middle-aged lady confronting a group of demonic cultivators. The two of them had come here to inspect the situation in the front when they found that someone had ascended. They were surprised and came over to look who it was. 

They found it was a young woman. The old lady was surprised, and she decided to bring her away. However, the demonic cultivators had also come over to the side, and one was targeting the young woman. 

The old lady was shocked but even more shocked to see that the latter did not show any sign of fear. Ying Yu asked, "Master, do you want to help her?" 

The old lady shook her head and said, "Wait, I want to see what is her capital of arrogance." 

The demonic cultivator on the other side said, "Woman, you should come with us in peace. Our young master is waiting for you. Do not make things harder for yourself." 

Amelia gazed at him calmly and replied, "I have already refused your invitation; respect yourself and leave." 

The demonic cultivator took out his sword and said, "If not you, I will bring your head back for my young master." 

Amelia gazed at him and smiled. She said, "I have the guts to self-destruct myself, but I will not let you touch even a hair on my body." 

The people were shocked, and Amelia continued, "In the lower realm, my husband killed the spiritual true clone of your bastard young master. He has already arrived in the immortal realm. If he did not find me, what would he do? He will erase the demonic cultivators from the face of this world. I am not joking." 

Her calm and elegant stature shocked the people. Even the old lady could not help but nod in approval. However, when she heard this girl mention her husband, she frowned. The demonic cultivator asked, "If your husband is that good, why has he been hiding? Why not confront us." 

Amelia replied with a smile, "A tiger does not hide. He is just waiting to hunt you all down. Ask your master if Shi Lang is a coward. Ask him if the sword he held was weak. Suppose he showed fear in the face of the overwhelming strength that your master commanded. Shi Lang broke his limits in the astounding battle. The Ace of Terrans is not someone you should provoke." 

The demonic cultivator scoffed, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said, "Even if you say so, words are just words. They hold no impact on me." 

In the distance, Ying Yu was frozen. She said, "Master, please save her." 

The old lady frowned and asked, "Xiao Yu, what compels you to help her? Look at how arrogant she is." 

Ying Yu shook her head like a rattle and said, "Master, the person who saved us and helped us deal with those traitors and even gave us the chance to gain an inheritance is Shi Lang. This lady is his wife." 

The old lady was shocked. She cast a wide-eyed gaze at her disciple and then at Amelia, who was accumulating her spirit energy to self-destruct. She asked, "Are you sure?" 

Ying Yu shook her head and said, "Master, we can confirm my doubt after she has been rescued." 

The old lady nodded and waved her hand. The distance between the people was around fifty kilometers, yet she could disperse an attack from so far, which meant she was strong. The demonic cultivator shouted, "Who is it?" 

Ying Yu and the old lady appeared between the demonic cultivators and Amelia. The old lady ignored the demonic cultivators and said to Amelia, "Girl, you can calm down, they cannot act against me."