Immortal Travel of Longevity

As the Sword Cultivators of Sword Mountain and Xiao Dongxu stepped forward, no one drew a Sword.

In this vast and boundless Cultivation World, many would laugh at the old jokes about Sword Mountain, but not a single person looked down on the abilities of its cultivators.

From ancient times to the present, Sword Immortals have been the most lethal existences in this world!

Compared to practitioners of Internal Cultivation, their Lifespan was shorter by an entire generation, but in exchange, they gained the ability to shatter ten thousand dharmas with a single Sword.

The title of Sword Immortal was considered on par with that of a True Immortal.

Nearly a hundred cultivators watched helplessly as Kong Ru walked away.

This bloodless struggle drew to a close.

In this very moment, the supreme dominance of the Mysterious Gate was about to be shaken.

The ways of the world were about to change!

Kong Ru had authored the Scripture of Heaven and Earth, leaving true words behind in the world. One merely needed to visualize them to achieve enlightenment and step into the Literary Dao.

What it meant to be a scholar, what it meant to pursue literature—at this moment, all of it received a perfect interpretation.

The moment he ascended the peak of Tianji Mountain and struck that ancient bell, the rise of the Literary Dao became unstoppable.

"To create peace for ten thousand generations..."

"What a grand ambition!"

Four lines of text established the foundation of the Literary Dao. Layer by layer, towering pavilions were gradually built, and a steady stream of cultivators stepped onto this path. The number of scholars in the world grew ever more numerous, and literary destiny flourished!

...

In Qingshan City, Chen Changsheng gazed far across the world.

Seeing the sudden shift in qi destiny, he felt a sense of surprise.

"The Literary Dao..."

He sensed a familiar aura.

It belonged to an unremarkable cultivator he had once met.

"It's him..."

Chen Changsheng was somewhat dazed. He had never expected that, a century later on this day, the once-naive Kong Ru would truly reach such heights.

Relying solely on his own strength, he had forcefully mended the severed literary lineage.

From the scarce qi destiny of heaven and earth, he had violently torn away a piece for himself!

Chen Changsheng sat down, a trace of sentimentality filling his eyes.

He could only marvel at how wondrous the affinities of this world truly were.

Aqing asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Just thinking about the past," Chen Changsheng replied.

"Something interesting?"

"Mhm. A cultivator I met back then has now become a senior figure in the Cultivation World."

Chen Changsheng let out a breath. "Nearly a century has passed in the blink of an eye. It truly catches one off guard."

Aqing paused for a moment before nodding. "Yeah..."

Changing the subject, she said, "For you, Changsheng, what is a mere hundred years if not a fleeting moment?"

Both seemed to harbor their own thoughts, yet neither could articulate them clearly.

"Changsheng?"

"Hmm?"

"Let's go travel next time."

"Where to?"

"Anywhere is fine."

Aqing said, "Just the two of us."

Chen Changsheng stared blankly for a second, then nodded. "Alright..."

And Chen Changsheng fulfilled his promise. Three years later, they did not spend Huaixu in the Peach Orchard as they had in the past. Instead, they left, setting out to travel across the world.

Whenever Aqing saw the grand rivers and majestic mountains, she voiced her admiration. These were the sights she had missed. Back then, she had left in a hurry, unable to clearly see what this Mortal World truly looked like.

Now that she saw it, it was truly breathtaking.

The Mortal World truly deserved its reputation as a magnificent place.

However, the time Chen Changsheng existed in the world was simply too brief.

One day on the road, the two of them were riding together beneath the evening sunset.

Aqing suddenly felt her arms go empty.

She blanked out for a moment, and her horse came to a halt.

A dazed expression crossed Aqing's face, and in an instant, her heart felt utterly hollow.

She looked around but could not find Chen Changsheng.

"Changsheng..."

She called out softly but received not even half a word in response.

Aqing pursed her lips. After a brief moment of loss, she let out a silent sigh in her heart.

She did not urge the horse forward any longer.

Half a year later, a new Wine Tavern appeared by the side of the road, and Aqing became its proprietress.

Just like in the past, she would slowly wait here.

Because she knew there would eventually come a day when Changsheng returned.

She went nowhere else, just to wait for him right here.

Spring, summer, autumn, and winter—the seasons turned.

The horse that had traveled with her aged by three years. Its stamina was no longer what it once was, but that didn't stop it from being a good horse.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye.

This Wine Tavern became a temporary resting place for many people of the jianghu.

It served both wine and tea, offering everything one needed for a filling meal.

And many people knew that this proprietress was no ordinary woman.

Once, a group of people ran into their enemies at this tavern. A massive brawl broke out, nearly tearing the place apart.

But at the time, the proprietress merely shifted her Sword, frightening those troublemakers so badly that they hurriedly moved their fight elsewhere.

Word of this incident spread, and soon everyone in the jianghu knew of this formidable proprietress.

Not only was she beautiful, but she also brewed excellent wine.

She was just a bit cold and aloof.

"Proprietress, with your skills, you could make a name for yourself anywhere. Why open a tavern by the side of the road?"

Someone had asked her this before.

Aqing simply answered, "I am waiting for a friend."

"Waiting for a friend?"

"A man or a woman?"

Aqing glanced at the person and said, "A man."

"Oh..."

Hearing this, the person instantly understood.

He probably wasn't just an ordinary friend.

Aqing paused for a moment before adding, "He will be back soon. Once he returns, this tavern will close."

"Ah?!"

"It's closing? Why! This is the only place to rest on this road. If you close it, where will we stop to rest?"

"You all have to travel far and wide, and similarly, I also have to wander the world."

That was how Aqing answered them.

The crowd didn't know how to respond to that.

Yet others grew curious about exactly what kind of man could make this highly skilled proprietress miss him so dearly.

It wasn't until the spring of that year that familiar patrons noticed the proprietress frequently sitting outside the tavern, gazing down the road.

She had never done this in the past.

"Is the proprietress's friend coming back?"

"Judging by her behavior, probably."

"Hey, tell me, just what kind of man can make such a beautiful woman long for him like this?"

Everyone couldn't help but be curious.

Until the sound of cicadas began to chirp.

On a certain day, a figure appeared on that road.

A light sparked in the eyes of the proprietress who had sat at the tavern entrance for so long.

When Aqing looked at Chen Changsheng, her cold exterior suddenly melted away, and a faint smile surfaced on her face.

The patron who saw this scene was utterly stunned.

He had never seen the proprietress like this...

Aqing reached up and blew a whistle.

Soon, the rapid sound of hooves echoed from the woods.

The horse arrived by her side.

Aqing mounted it and galloped over, stopping right in front of Changsheng.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

The patron stood at the entrance, watching the scene unfold.

Looking at the man in the green robes, a sense of realization washed over him.

"So this is the person the proprietress was waiting for?"

"He truly is no ordinary man!"

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