Immortal Travel of Longevity

"How can one establish a foothold without being mad?"

Yang Pu explained the logic he lived by.

"I stand at the pinnacle of today's jianghu, seeking the power to slay demons and kill immortals. If I have no opponents, how can I advance any further? Only hatred can drive those of shallow aptitude to their very limits, giving them the strength to fight me."

The Old Dragon King understood. "Since you seek immortality, why are you so obsessed with martial arts?" he asked.

Yang Pu said, "My Master told me that there are countless paths to immortality in this world. Demons have celestial officials, ghosts have City Gods, and spirits have immortal forms. Since that is the case, why can't martial arts step onto the immortal path?"

"A unique perspective."

Chen Changsheng asked, "Who is your Master?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"Then he isn't your Master?"

"He doesn't acknowledge it, but I do."

"Does it count if he didn't agree?"

"Of course it counts."

Yang Pu was rather stubborn and refused to yield on this point.

Chen Changsheng chuckled. "This Chen can roughly guess who your Master is."

Yang Pu paused and asked, "You know my Master?"

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment. "It was a chance encounter, so I wouldn't really say I know him. Back then, your Master chased me all the way from Ximing City to Water's End City, and in the end, he still couldn't catch me. That was over three years ago."

If he hadn't found the blood vigor radiating from Yang Pu somewhat familiar, Chen Changsheng truly wouldn't have remembered the incident.

"It was you!"

Yang Pu remembered.

Chen Changsheng paused. "He mentioned me?"

Yang Pu nodded. "During the time I followed my Master, he was running all over the place, saying he was chasing someone..."

He had indeed heard his Master mention the chase from Ximing City to Water's End City. His Master had told him that the person vanished without a trace after arriving there, and even after turning the entire city upside down, he couldn't find them.

Chen Changsheng was a little surprised. "How long did he chase me?"

Yang Pu paused for a moment. "Quite a while, it seems. I met my Master the year before last. Since you said it happened over three years ago, he must have been looking for you for at least a year or more..."

Chen Changsheng was stunned.

"This guy..."

For a moment, he didn't even know what to say.

How could anyone be so obsessed?

Back then, Chen Changsheng had only done it on a whim for a bit of fun. He never expected the Saber Wielder to pursue him so relentlessly.

The Old Dragon King looked at Chen Changsheng and laughed. "Isn't this quite the coincidence?"

Yang Pu looked at Chen Changsheng. "No wonder my Master couldn't catch up to you..."

Chen Changsheng smiled. "Where is he now?"

Yang Pu opened his mouth and said, "My Master has already become a saber immortal. He went to Penglai Immortal Island, boarded an immortal vessel, and ascended to the Immortal Realm."

The Old Dragon King and Chen Changsheng exchanged a glance.

"Penglai Immortal Island?"

Chen Changsheng realized what he meant.

He was likely referring to the island closest to the Mortal World, where the Flying Vessel of Lingyue Immortal Island docked.

"Someone in the Mortal World actually stepped onto the Dao through martial arts?" the Old Dragon King asked.

Chen Changsheng replied, "This Chen isn't clear on the matter either."

Logically speaking, that shouldn't be possible.

The Mortal World had its own rules, acting almost like a form of restriction.

Martial artists dwelled in the Mortal World; if they were to obtain mighty power, it would certainly cause chaos.

Even the demons in the mountains were bound by the Heavenly Dao; with heavenly lightning present, wicked demons were forced to retreat. Furthermore, those cultivators who stumbled upon meager opportunities while Seeking Immortals and Inquiring the Dao might possess some Dao Cultivation, but they couldn't stir up major trouble either.

So, where exactly had something gone wrong to cause a martial artist to pierce through this layer of rules?

The Old Dragon King looked at Yang Pu. "How could there be martial immortals in the Mortal World? You weren't duped, were you?"

Yang Pu insisted, "My Master truly became a martial immortal."

The Old Dragon King shook his head. "Absolutely impossible."

Chen Changsheng, who had been deep in thought, suddenly came to a realization. He paused, then looked at the Old Dragon King. "Perhaps... it might not be impossible..."

The Old Dragon King turned to look at him.

Then he heard Chen Changsheng say, "As the Mortal World rises and falls, qi destiny surely follows. A rising tide lifts all boats, and a falling tide lowers them. Under such circumstances, there might just be a loophole to exploit."

The Old Dragon King understood.

"So you're saying there really is such a possibility?" the Old Dragon King asked.

Chen Changsheng nodded. "Although the hope is slim, it's not entirely out of the question. I can only say that the Dao is unconventional, and there are always gaps."

The Old Dragon King replied, "Truly extraordinary."

Yang Pu firmly memorized the conversation between these two men, not daring to miss a single word.

How could he afford to miss such profound secrets?

The Mortal World rising and falling? What did that mean?

Could it be the rise and fall of dynasties? And that qi destiny, what did that refer to?

Yang Pu grew somewhat excited. He had seen celestial officials and questioned City Gods, but he had never heard such words before.

This conversation had clearly pointed out the opportunity to step onto the Dao through martial arts.

The Old Dragon King looked at Yang Pu. "Kid."

Yang Pu snapped back to reality and raised his head.

The Old Dragon King said, "Seeing as your Master shares some destiny with Mister Chen, I won't make things difficult for you."

Yang Pu hurriedly cupped his fists. "Thank you, Senior."

"Go."

The Old Dragon King waved a hand, letting him off.

Yang Pu looked at the two of them and asked, "I wonder, what are the names of you two Seniors..."

The Old Dragon King shot him a cold glare.

Yang Pu froze at the sight and quickly said, "This junior was presumptuous. I will take my leave now."

He dragged his great saber and headed down the mountain, not daring to stay a moment longer.

The Old Dragon King watched his retreating figure and asked, "Did Mister Chen notice anything else?"

"Are you referring to the Southern Yan Sect?"

"Just as I thought..."

The Old Dragon King smiled. "You and I both thought of the same person."

Chen Changsheng said, "Swallows fly south, only to return north in the spring. If someone claimed this had absolutely nothing to do with Yan Ruchu, who would believe them?"

The Old Dragon King stroked his chin. "I just don't quite understand. If they really are connected to Yan Ruchu, they shouldn't have chosen such a sect name. Doesn't that just give it away?"

Chen Changsheng said, "If even you think that way, wouldn't everyone else in the world also be suspicious?"

The Old Dragon King paused for a moment. "I see. But acting in such a manner is truly audacious."

Chen Changsheng replied, "Let them be. Yan Ruchu likely has more arrangements than just this; the Southern Yan Sect is probably only one of them."

The two of them stood by the door, watching for a long time.

The Plump Girl was hiding by the door, watching the entire scene unfold.

She was somewhat timid and didn't know what to do.

Just as she was hesitating over whether to step out, Chen Changsheng turned to look at her and said, "Everyone can come out now. The bandits have been eradicated; you may go down the mountain."

The Plump Girl stared blankly for a moment before taking a tentative step forward.

Following that, the others began to walk out one after another.

"Where are those bandits?"

"That's..."

"They're dead!! They're all dead!"

"Hahaha, good riddance, good riddance!!"

Having gained their freedom, these people ran down the mountain one after another, not daring to stay a moment longer.

The Plump Girl, however, lingered. She stood at the door, as though she wanted to say something.

Chen Changsheng glanced at her and asked, "Aren't you heading down the mountain? What are you waiting for?"

The Plump Girl paused and said, "I..."

"I don't know where to go."

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