Immortal Travel of Longevity

Chen Qi had fallen into a slumber he could not be roused from, and the Demon Sovereign refused to leave. Though he spoke lightly, he actually feared Chen Qi was playing a trick. Given Chen Changsheng's temperament, he would never have delivered a lethal blow, so the Demon Sovereign preferred to stay and keep a close eye on Chen Qi.

After a full sixty-year cycle, Chen Changsheng returned to Heaven and Earth.

However, this place had already undergone an earth-shattering transformation.

...

A full cycle—sixty years!

Sixty years was more than enough time for people and places to change beyond recognition.

A child born sixty years ago, if still alive today, might already have four generations living under one roof. Sixty years could easily encompass a person's entire lifetime.

Chen Changsheng had no idea where he currently was.

Glancing around, he spread out his divine sense and suddenly caught the sound of a bustling commotion from afar.

At this moment, he was in the Mortal World.

Chen Changsheng walked toward the Market Town. After asking around, he learned that this place was called Suwang Ward. It sat along the river and the coast, placing it very close to the Southern Domain Hongyuan Realm.

This explained why Chen Changsheng hadn't seen a single soul on his way here; the roads heading south were no longer traveled by people.

Chen Changsheng arrived at a tea stall and sat down.

The tea seller was advanced in years. Nowadays, the people in Suwang Ward were mostly the old, the weak, and the solitary. The younger generation had all headed north, leaving only these old folks behind to live out their days in their hometown.

"Where does the young Mister hail from?" the old man asked, striking up a conversation as he served the tea.

Chen Changsheng opened his mouth to answer, but as the words reached his lips, he realized he didn't even know where he had come from anymore.

In the past, he would have said he came from the border town of Qiuyue Fang, or perhaps Qingshan City in the Mortal World's Central Province. But now, where did he truly come from?

Seeing this, the old man smiled. "It's fine, it's fine. Among those who end up here, few actually know where they came from. Have some tea, young Mister."

Chen Changsheng nodded and offered his thanks.

He asked, "Have the North and South been in a stalemate all these years?"

"Yeah, they've been fighting for several years now," the old man replied.

The old man seemed to pick up on something and asked, "Are you a cultivating immortal master?"

Chen Changsheng paused. After a moment of thought, he answered, "You could say that. Are cultivators a common sight these days?"

"Not exactly common," the old man said, "but everyone knows about them now."

Immortals had lost their former mystery.

Nowadays in this Mortal World, ordinary mortals all knew that immortals existed. More than a few had even seen them with their own eyes. It was no longer like the old days.

The old man smiled. "May I ask where the immortal master cultivates?"

"Wherever my feet take me."

"Ah, is that how it is for all of you..."

"Have you met many cultivators, old man?"

"Not many..."

The old man thought for a moment before saying, "Over the years, maybe four or five. I can't remember clearly. Some looked the part, though I couldn't tell for sure. There are quite a few immortal masters who come here to fend off the demons from the south, so we always run into a few."

Chen Changsheng nodded, having found his answer.

He seemingly hadn't expected that the Mortal World and Hongyuan Tianxia could remain locked in a stalemate for so long.

A full sixty years had passed.

Leaving behind some money for the tea, Chen Changsheng immediately headed south. He planned to visit an old friend to ask about the current state of affairs.

...

Heading south, he crossed the barrier dividing the North and the South.

Chen Changsheng then entered Hongyuan Tianxia.

Concealing his figure and aura, he continued heading south. Following the direction in his memory, he walked for half a day until he saw a stretch of rice paddies spanning several li.

Standing among the rice paddies, Chen Changsheng looked around, searching for Zhao Yuqing's figure.

But after looking for a long time, he couldn't spot a single person.

That was, until a voice rang out from the distance.

"Fellow Daoist Chen!"

Chen Changsheng shifted his gaze.

The approaching figure wasn't Zhao Yuqing, but the master of this Hongyuan Tianxia.

Yun Hengzi.

Reuniting after so many years, neither of them had changed much.

Cultivators were never stained by the passage of time; the only things that changed were their hearts and their Dao Cultivation.

Yun Hengzi offered a polite bow and smiled. "It has been many years, yet you remain exactly the same, Fellow Daoist Chen."

"As do you, Fellow Daoist."

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment before asking, "Fellow Daoist, do you know where Zhao Yuqing went?"

Yun Hengzi replied, "Ah, so Fellow Daoist came searching for the Lord of Yunfu Mountain? He left this place twenty years ago. According to him, he found it too dull, and tending to the rice paddies was no longer enjoyable."

"Then where did he go?"

"Hmm, perhaps he returned to Yunfu Mountain?"

Chen Changsheng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

In his view, returning to Yunfu Mountain was the absolute last thing Zhao Yuqing would do. Though Zhao Yuqing could stay in the Mortal World, when all was said and done, Heaven and Earth still viewed him as a thorn in its side.

Seeing that this would yield no results, Chen Changsheng did not ask any further. At Yun Hengzi's invitation, he went to the latter's courtyard.

Yun Hengzi brewed a pot of clear tea from the mountain ravine.

Only after taking a seat did he speak. "After Mountain Lord Zhao left, he handed these rice paddies over to me. I didn't want them, but he insisted I tend to them for him. Heh, speaking of which, he truly lives up to his reputation as a demonic fiend. He forces his trades upon others without a second thought."

Chen Changsheng offered a helpless smile upon hearing this. "That's just his nature."

He paused, then asked, "How has Hongyuan Tianxia fared these past few years?"

Yun Hengzi shook his head. "Not great. The counterattack from the human Dao was exceptionally fierce, producing quite a few capable cultivators. Forty years ago, the pathway from the Mortal World to the Cultivation World was also cleared. Looking at the current situation, even though Hongyuan Tianxia seems to have the upper hand on the surface, clashing head-on would only result in a mutually destructive outcome."

"Many people are eyeing the qi destiny of the human Dao as well. If Hongyuan Tianxia truly suffered heavy losses, others would definitely exploit our weakness. It's not worth it. For now, we can only maintain this stalemate, or seek outside assistance."

Chen Changsheng said, "Isn't the Demon Gate helping you?"

At the mention of the Demon Gate, Yun Hengzi's expression grew somewhat grim. "For some reason, the people from the Demon Gate suddenly withdrew several decades ago. They seem to have shifted their focus and no longer care about the qi destiny of the Mortal World. Nowadays, they are constantly clashing with the major Immortal Sects in the Cultivation World. There have been endless rumors; even down here in the Mortal World, I've heard quite a few."

Chen Changsheng remarked, "Doesn't that mean the Cultivation World is also in turmoil right now?"

Yun Hengzi nodded. "Extreme turmoil. The Demon Gate has expanded at a terrifying pace. Ever since that Demon Sovereign created the Eight Celestial Demonic Arts, the qi destiny of the demonic path surged immensely. The cultivation journeys of demonic cultivators became smoother than ever, and within just a few years, experts became as common as clouds. Some of the major Immortal Sects are no longer a match for the Demon Gate. A few years ago, I even heard that Lingyue Immortal Island fell for one of the Demon Gate's schemes and lost three elders. When they tried to retaliate directly, they failed to gain any advantage."

Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea and couldn't help but fall deep into thought.

"It seems nothing major has happened in this past sixty-year cycle."

"This sixty-year cycle, you say..."

Yun Hengzi paused, suddenly remembering something. "There was one incident that caused quite a massive uproar, actually..."

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