Immortal Travel of Longevity

In a flash, another sixty years passed.

Over these sixty years, the world underwent many changes.

In the Mortal World, the Literary Dao rose to prominence. Buddhism flourished over Daoism, and cultivators vanished entirely, leaving behind the appearance of a peaceful, prosperous golden age.

In the Immortal Realm, the Mysterious Gate's qi destiny suffered a sharp decline. Under the ravages of the demonic path, yet another Immortal Mountain vanished from heaven and earth. Despite the assistance of the Literary Dao, they gradually lost ground against the ever-growing numbers of demonic path ghost cultivators.

Spiritual Energy in the Immortal Realm plummeted as well. Over the course of these sixty years, more and more cultivators noticed the problem.

Almost everyone turned their attention to the dwindling Spiritual Energy in the world, searching for a cause.

Searching from the very beginning, they eventually uncovered the incidents from years ago when spiritual liquid was swallowed whole at Xuanhuo Immortal Mountain and several other sects.

"Someone is feeding on Spiritual Veins?!"

"Is it a demon, or a human?"

The cultivators were terrified. Who still cared about the chaotic demonic path at a time like this? If the Mysterious Gate fell, cultivators could still survive. But if Spiritual Energy disappeared, they would truly cease to exist.

Jiu Fengchun once again began a life of running and hiding.

Because the situation was too tense, he was forced to part ways with Mister Xiao, though they agreed to meet once every three years.

By now, Jiu Fengchun's own abilities were enough to secure him a firm foothold in the Cultivation World. Even many senior cultivators in the Dongxu Realm were not necessarily his match.

To Jiu Fengchun, possessing boundless Spiritual Energy meant he could rely on brute force to crush countless arts.

He was perfectly capable of holding his own, but if everyone in the world pointed their weapons at him, he still wouldn't survive.

His only choice was to evade. Constantly changing his appearance and attire, he wandered the Cultivation World in search of Spiritual Veins, hunting for anything he could consume within the rules.

Notably, during the years Mister Xiao had been by his side, he had slowly managed to suppress his desire to eat people. As long as he didn't completely lose his mind, such a thing generally wouldn't happen.

Therefore, he could only keep searching for Spiritual Veins to mask the fact that he was a monster.

He could no longer visit places abundant in Spiritual Energy; those areas were now heavily guarded by cultivators. He could only retreat into the mountains and forests, to remote places rarely touched by humans.

But the more desolate the place, the scarcer the Spiritual Veins. Fortunately, the meager energy was still barely enough to keep him lucid, even though eating his fill was now an impossibility.

His appetite was growing larger and larger.

If he stayed in one spot for even a few days, that area's Spiritual Energy would be completely severed, turning it into a dead zone.

Three years passed. Jiu Fengchun arrived at a pool of water fifty miles outside the Purple Bamboo Grove.

He waited quietly. About half a day later, Xiao Dongxu arrived.

He told Mister Xiao about the events of the past few years.

The current Jiu Fengchun was much calmer.

Time was forcing him to grow up, teaching him to pin all his hopes on himself.

And to him, Xiao Dongxu was a guiding light on this winding, treacherous path.

"Mister Xiao."

Xiao Dongxu looked at him and said, "You look much better than before."

Jiu Fengchun nodded. "I'm a little more sensible now."

"How have the past few years been?"

Jiu Fengchun lowered his head. "There were good times and bad, but it was much better than before. I only lost control once."

And that one time, he had eaten nearly fifty cultivators.

He didn't even dare bring up the incident.

But was there anything in this world that Xiao Dongxu didn't know? News of those fifty-odd missing cultivators had long since reached his ears.

Xiao Dongxu sighed softly but didn't press the matter. Instead, he said, "I've been pondering arts and Divine Abilities over the years and wrote down a manual called the Spirit-Devouring Three Methods. It allows one to absorb Spiritual Energy from vegetation, mountains, and lakes. Spanning three sections—Heaven, Earth, and Human—it might temporarily spare you from having to hunt for Spiritual Veins everywhere."

Jiu Fengchun accepted it with both hands. His gaze went blank for a moment before he stood up.

He dropped to his knees and kowtowed three times to Xiao Dongxu.

"Thank you, Mister."

Xiao Dongxu shook his head. "You will have to navigate the many affairs of this world on your own, step by step. If anything happens, just remember not to mention my name."

Jiu Fengchun wasn't saddened by these words. Instead, he nodded and said, "Rest assured, Mister. You treat me with sincerity, and I won't put you in a difficult position."

"I've tried to come up with many solutions over the years. The Spirit-Devouring Three Methods was the only one I could find. After this, you don't need to come back."

Jiu Fengchun froze.

He looked up at Mister Xiao, unable to accept it for a moment.

Xiao Dongxu looked at him and said, "There is no need to ask. Life is full of hardships. I simply cannot protect you."

Jiu Fengchun didn't reply. Instead, he lowered his head and kowtowed three more times.

He committed all these matters firmly to heart.

Xiao Dongxu was a person second only to his Master.

He would never forget him.

Jiu Fengchun stood up and left without looking back.

He knew very well that he was a burden.

Xiao Dongxu sighed softly and shook his head in secret.

The Spirit-Devouring Three Methods might help Jiu Fengchun solve his immediate predicament, but once the method was no longer enough, the nature of the problem would change. By then, Jiu Fengchun would likely no longer be a being who could stay lucid just by absorbing Spiritual Energy.

When that time came, a terrible catastrophe would be unleashed upon heaven and earth.

...

Xiao Dongxu was right.

In the beginning, the Spirit-Devouring Three Methods really did work. At the very least, Jiu Fengchun no longer had to search everywhere for Spiritual Veins. However, this method was irreversible.

Wherever he passed, even the vegetation began to wither.

The transition from spring to winter seemed to happen in an instant.

Because of this method, Jiu Fengchun felt a long-lost sense of fullness, but the price was the complete death of the vegetation across nearly six mountains.

How could there be a perfect solution in this world?

Jiu Fengchun could only keep moving forward, still living a life on the run. The only difference was that he no longer needed to take desperate risks.

A rat was still a rat.

...

Countless games of chess had been played within Reincarnation.

By now, Chen Changsheng could no longer outplay the Demon Sovereign.

"How many years have passed on the outside?" the Demon Sovereign asked.

After placing a piece, Chen Changsheng said, "About sixty years."

"Another sixty years."

The Demon Sovereign murmured, "These sixty years might span countless people's lifetimes, yet to us, they are nothing more than the blink of an eye."

Chen Changsheng looked up at him and asked, "Do you lament the passage of time as well?"

The Demon Sovereign smiled and shook his head. "I just think about it occasionally."

This was truly him, a man trapped in the long river of time.

He had long since lost all perception of time's passing.

Chen Changsheng gave a slight nod and said, "It will be soon."

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