Immortal Travel of Longevity

Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain was wiped from existence by this Tribulation.

Because of this, Qingyu Mountain dissolved and vanished from the world. The few cultivators who survived had been reduced to Rogue Cultivators, merely eking out a living. The number of those who had truly made it out alive could be counted on one hand.

Under the prolonged invasion of the demonic path, many cultivators of the Mysterious Gate sought to avoid the karma. They chose to ignore the Mysterious Gate entirely, abandoning their masters and sects. Such occurrences were far from rare.

In times like these, it was truly every man for himself.

Furthermore, the prevailing atmosphere within the Mysterious Gate was already abysmal. Open strife and veiled struggles between the major Immortal Sects broke out time and again. Instead of aiding one another, they insisted on fighting in the shadows, constantly vying for supremacy.

With such a climate, it was incredibly difficult for the Mysterious Gate to unite.

The demonic path took full advantage of this, picking them off one by one. Lingyue Immortal Island in the past, and Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain today—neither had escaped such a fate.

He Yulu let out a soft sigh. "The Demon Gate is surging forward with ferocious momentum. The world's Mysterious Gate is likely going to suffer a massive loss."

"What are your plans from here on out?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Chen Changsheng gave a slight nod. "Let us wait until the storm passes."

He Yulu lowered her head and poked at the campfire.

Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea, then asked, "How has He Qing been doing these past few years?"

"She is doing well enough."

"Other than frequently talking about some of her fellow disciples, she hasn't been up to much," He Yulu said. "It is also thanks to you, Senior, that the ghost cultivator spared her life. Just being able to live peacefully now is good enough."

Chen Changsheng's thoughts drifted. Sometimes, gazing upon these shattered remnants, his mind inevitably brought up many memories.

But the march of time would never stop, let alone flow in reverse.

...

The Mysterious Gate failed to secure the aid of the Literary Dao. On the contrary, the offensive of the demonic cultivators grew fiercer by the day, wreaking havoc across several of the Immortal Sects.

After Cloud Mist Immortal Mountain, three more branches of the Daoist Gate fell victim to the demonic cultivators. Even small Daoist temples nestled in the remote mountains were not spared.

At this moment, the Mysterious Gate was in a state of utter disarray and helplessness.

"The disciples below are divided and constantly at odds with one another. It is impossible to unite them. With their constant secret scheming, they have repeatedly missed crucial opportunities, giving the demonic path the chance to strike..."

"Sigh..."

Several elders of the Mysterious Gate sighed in sorrow.

Given the current situation, the Mysterious Gate had completely fallen to a disadvantage.

Many out there were currently watching the Mysterious Gate make a fool of itself.

"The Cultivation World does not consist solely of our Mysterious Gate. Do all those other cultivators truly not care who ultimately rules this world?"

"Who actually cares?"

"Gentlemen."

A voice rang out.

Zhao Yuqing's inner demon stepped forward. "Over the years, the disciples belonging to your various Immortal Sects have committed countless evils in this world. Whether they were Rogue Cultivators or ordinary mortals, all have suffered your humiliation. In comparison, the disciples beneath your Immortal Mountains are essentially no different from demonic cultivators."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone lowered their heads.

"It is our lack of strict discipline."

The inner demon continued, "Lack of strict discipline? What is the use of saying that now? The people below refuse to exert themselves, acting mostly out of self-preservation. The Mysterious Gate is an alliance, not a single Immortal Mountain; the mutual scheming between you will only increase. If you ask me, you might as well make peace with the Demon Gate early on. Give up some things just to ensure those clay roosters and tile dogs under your command get to keep their lives."

"What nonsense are you spewing?!"

"When has our Mysterious Gate ever been so pathetic?!"

Hearing this, the inner demon scoffed. "So you do realize it's pathetic. I thought you were just unbelievably dense. You knew about these things yet did nothing to stop them. Is this not the seed of disaster you planted yourselves? What? Are you trying to deny it now?"

The numerous elders furrowed their brows.

The inner demon shook his head with a sigh, then turned and walked away.

"Take your time playing your games. I won't be keeping you company."

After the inner demon departed, the mountain quickly fell into silence.

Heavy sighs escaped the mouths of the gathered elders, filled mostly with deep helplessness.

After leaving the area, the inner demon headed in a specific direction.

It wasn't long before a temple came into view, standing tall amidst the mountain peaks.

He glanced left and right, then walked into the temple.

A big-bellied monk received him.

"Benefactor, please."

The inner demon gave a slight nod and walked further into the temple, laying eyes on the person waiting inside.

Monk Shizhen raised his head and looked at the person before him.

The corners of the inner demon's mouth curled into a smile. "Buddha child, I have come again."

Monk Shizhen chanted an "Amitabha," then had someone serve tea.

"Benefactor, by dragging the Three Teachings of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism entirely into this upheaval, what exactly are you aiming for?"

The inner demon took a sip of his tea. "What do you mean I dragged you in? This is your opportunity. The demonic path is making a comeback, and they are no longer as weak as they used to be. If the three teachings fail to unite, every single one of you will have a chunk of flesh bitten off this time."

"It has long been the norm for the three teachings to be as incompatible as fire and water."

"But if there is an external threat, can you not unite against a common enemy?"

The inner demon's words only made Monk Shizhen shake his head.

Given the current situation of the Buddhist Schools, it was entirely unsuitable for them to get involved in this upheaval.

Seeing that the monk remained silent, the inner demon did not press the issue.

"It looks like you haven't thought it through yet. But no matter, it isn't my first time coming here anyway. Your Buddhist Schools will inevitably enter the board one day."

"I shall await that day."

The inner demon was truly coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry; he hadn't even finished his cup of tea before departing.

He disliked wasting words, as his time was highly precious.

Monk Shizhen stepped out of the Main Hall. He gazed into the distance, watching the boundless, dark malevolent aura churning on the horizon. In a world like this, the Buddhist Schools entering the world would be the best choice.

It was just that, if they entered the world now, they would likely be used as a game piece.

"Venerable One."

Monk Shizhen turned his head. The young novice monk beside him chanted an "Amitabha."

"Actually, what that person said was correct. Now is exactly the right time."

"The Buddha said, 'If I do not descend into hell, who will?' Why don't you consider it, Venerable One?"

Hearing the young novice monk beside him say this, Monk Shizhen finally understood that this was truly the overwhelming trend of the era.

In such a chaotic world, opportunities would inevitably reveal themselves. Hadn't the Buddhist Schools been accumulating strength all these years just to restore their former glory one day?

Gaining a firm foothold in the Mortal World was nothing but an illusion.

Truly establishing a foundation meant doing so within the Cultivation World.

The Buddhist Schools were destined to face such a Tribulation.

"Amitabha..."

Monk Shizhen chanted the Buddha's name, then immediately fell into deep contemplation.

The young novice monk said no more; at that moment, he seemed to have understood Monk Shizhen's meaning as well.

The Venerable One had already made his decision.

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