Immortal Travel of Longevity

Zhao Yuqing said, "I don't think the idea is without merit. This world, this era, is indeed dull. Changing it wouldn't be a bad thing."

Chen Changsheng paused at those words.

"Do you really think so?"

"Yes."

Zhao Yuqing said, "The inner demon resembles me, but he is not me. He is what I desire in my heart. Yet sometimes I wonder—what is right, and what is wrong? And who decides these things?"

"Is he necessarily wrong for wanting to reshape the world?"

"Just look at the changing of dynasties. Aren't good and evil, right and wrong, determined by the victors? The emperors who ascend the throne are said to follow the mandate of heaven, while the losers are labeled rebels. Where is the absolute certainty in that?"

Zhao Yuqing continued, "It isn't necessarily wrong. If he is willing to try, let him try. I also want to see if this world can be reshaped."

Chen Changsheng said, "If that inner demon fails, you will be destroyed as well."

He let out a breath and said, "If I am destroyed, then so be it. Throughout my life, I have fought against men, against immortals and demons, against the heavens and the earth. Which of these haven't I crossed blades with? I no longer care about the outcome. I am entirely alone anyway."

Chen Changsheng set down his teacup. After a long time, he simply said, "You are far too disheartened."

"And you?" Zhao Yuqing countered. "Are you not disheartened?"

Chen Changsheng had no rebuttal.

Zhao Yuqing said, "Everyone has their own choices. You see my boundless glory—there isn't a cultivator in this world who doesn't fear the name Zhao Yuqing. But what am I actually doing? I just stay on Yunfu Mountain, as if that were the entire world."

"It's dull."

Zhao Yuqing said, "Although I haven't embraced the mundane as thoroughly as you have, just this sliver of a thought is enough to leave me in a daze for a long time."

Chen Changsheng said, "Do not interfere in these matters. The inner demon is the inner demon, and you are you. This is your choice. This Chen has nothing else to say, other than I do not wish to see your soul scatter and meet a miserable end in this Tribulation."

"It won't come to that."

Zhao Yuqing exhaled and leaned back in his chair. Pointing at the rice paddies outside, he said, "Look, isn't this quite nice? I grow some grain and remain self-sufficient, just like in your Dream Method. Carefree and leisurely—how could that not be a joy?"

"It is..."

Chen Changsheng nodded. This had indeed surprised him.

Zhao Yuqing looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "It's good that you can understand, saving me the trouble of explaining. Speaking of which, where have you been these past few years?"

Chen Changsheng recounted his experiences over the past few years.

After listening, Zhao Yuqing said, "You certainly have plenty of ideas, to actually want to draw the Geographical Maps of this entire world. Impressive. I don't have that kind of free time."

"You don't have free time?"

Chen Changsheng looked at the flooded paddies and said, "You have much more free time than This Chen."

Zhao Yuqing let out a wry chuckle. "Fair enough."

The two of them chatted like ordinary people, their conversation filled with trivialities.

Chen Changsheng let out a breath and said, "This Chen owes you."

"What are you saying?"

Zhao Yuqing smiled. "For me, it might just be an awakening. I may seem untethered now, but who is to say this isn't exactly the way I want to live?"

"Is that so?"

"I suppose."

That was how Zhao Yuqing felt now.

He felt it was quite nice to live this way.

The two of them drank together, substituting tea for wine.

A certain saying was true.

People always change.

Like children—when they were young, their desires were always unrestrained, imaginative, and wildly creative. Yet as the years passed, what they wanted constantly shifted, until they even forgot the past.

The same was true for immortals. It was said that immortals possessed an original intent, known as a dao heart, but the dao heart was not indestructible either.

Neither of them truly understood what they were living for. Perhaps it was exactly because of this that their paths had crossed.

Chen Changsheng stayed all the way until sunset.

Zhao Yuqing also learned the reason for his visit.

Zhao Yuqing said, "I was wondering why you ran off to the Mortal World. This isn't too difficult."

"What? You have an idea?"

"I know the Demon Lord of this Hongyuan Tianxia. We've met once."

Zhao Yuqing chuckled and said, "It's quite interesting. This Demon Lord isn't a demon, but a human—a cultivator."

"Hmm?"

"He goes by the title Yun Hengzi, though I don't know his origins. His Dao Cultivation is profound. His goal is also to change the heavens and the earth. He is a confused man. Perhaps in his eyes, there is only one path to becoming a True Immortal, and that is to transform into the Heavenly Dao himself. But before he can do that, he must first clear a spot."

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng said, "Everyone wants to change the world..."

"Indeed."

Zhao Yuqing nodded slightly. Gathering his thoughts, he asked, "Shall we go see this Yun Hengzi?"

Chen Changsheng thought it over and said, "That works."

Led by Zhao Yuqing, the two of them arrived in a mountain valley.

It was worth noting that this place had been severely damaged by the locust plague. The surroundings had been eaten completely bare.

When they arrived, Yun Hengzi was tilling the soil.

The shoots had all been devoured by the locusts, so all he could do now was turn the earth.

"Old man."

Zhao Yuqing called out.

Yun Hengzi looked back, set down his hoe, and asked, "This is...?"

"Chen Changsheng," Zhao Yuqing said.

Yun Hengzi paused. "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Changsheng returned the greeting with a bow.

They sat down to talk.

They got down to business.

Yun Hengzi said, "The locust plague..."

He stroked his beard and continued, "Compared to the north, our Hongyuan Tianxia hasn't suffered too heavily. Fellow Daoist Chen's actions in this matter will yield boundless merit, and this Yun is also willing to lend a hand."

"Then I thank you, Fellow Daoist."

"Not at all, it is but a slight effort."

Yun Hengzi said, "This locust plague has arrived strangely. I am intensely curious to see if this great formation can eradicate it."

Chen Changsheng said, "We will know once we try."

"Indeed, we must try it to find out."

Chen Changsheng had originally thought it would take some persuasion, never expecting Yun Hengzi to agree so readily.

Yun Hengzi asked, "May I ask where Fellow Daoist Chen cultivates?"

"I am a Rogue Cultivator, with nowhere to call home."

"I see..."

Yun Hengzi said, "For Fellow Daoist Chen to be friends with the Lord of Yunfu Mountain, your Dao Cultivation must be profound. The days are dull—why don't the three of us have a discourse on the Dao for some amusement? What do you say?"

"What kind of Dao are we discussing?" Zhao Yuqing asked.

Yun Hengzi pointed at the sky.

Chen Changsheng understood his meaning and said, "It is indeed dull. A discourse wouldn't hurt."

"Excellent."

Yun Hengzi smiled, and the three of them sat, each taking a side.

They discoursed on the Dao, with the heavens as their subject.

Yun Hengzi's Dao Cultivation was profound, and some of his insights were endlessly fascinating. Seeing this, Chen Changsheng's interest surged. He didn't hold back; with every question came a rebuttal, with every argument a counterpoint. In the twilight hours, they debated to their hearts' content.

Zhao Yuqing watched the two converse, also finding it brilliant.

He hadn't expected Chen Changsheng to hit it off so well with the old man.

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