Guarding the River of Time

Chapter 445 - 435: Primordial Qi, I Hope You Make It to the End

However, the Shadow of Chaos was not worried.

Because the Innate Yin Yang Qi was essentially a kind of "Power of Origin," they had the right to choose to escape of their own accord.

Once they realized they were about to be refined, if unwilling to be refined, they could choose to self-destruct, to vanish on their own, and then return to the void.

Then, after countless years, they would be reborn, re-emerge.

Because the "Primordial Qi" would not disappear, it would only transfer, only change from one form to another, existing in this world.

For instance, using "Energy Conservation" as an example, after the Innate Yin Yang Power disappears, it would be reborn in another form, possibly not as a living being, but perhaps as a flower, a plant, a tree, or a fruit; anything is possible.

Therefore, the Shadow of Chaos was not worried about Su Mu absorbing the Innate Yin Yang Power, because as long as the "Divine Venerable Dao Inference" was unwilling to be refined by Su Mu, he could escape at any time.

Because of this characteristic, the "Divine Venerable Dao Inference" had been by his side for so long, without Su Mu having any intention to refine him.

Otherwise, he would have long since refined the "Divine Venerable Dao Inference" for his own use.

This is also why, when his own disciple came to cause trouble for him, even though he was very angry, he did not completely destroy him. It wasn’t because of a little bit of "mercy," but because he couldn’t kill him.

As long as the "World-Honored One Wanqing" escaped, he could not be killed, and he would be reborn in another "form."

However, by that time, the reborn him would no longer be the "World-Honored One Wanqing."

So killing him would be meaningless; it would be better to let him go, at least to trace his whereabouts.

......

Above the Long River, after Su Mu refined that black and white streaming light, it transformed into a black and white tender sprout in his Dantian, and the calamity was considered averted.

Although the harvest was plentiful, there were still significant losses.

Because that man in the robe had killed all his "old employees," he lost a means to gain Favor Points.

Next, he would have to expend some effort to find some of the polluted tributaries in the Long River, identify the "pollution source," and bring it under his control to reestablish "base points."

However, fortunately, his strength greatly increased, which provided some comfort, or else Su Mu would really be depressed.

It was near the end of the refining process, and such a mess arose, seriously impacting Su Mu’s progress in refining the Long River.

It seems that Su Mu will have to work more diligently from now on, to maintain his monthly income as much as possible, or at least not let it drop too much.

.....

Su Mu left the circular lake and had just returned to the main river channel.

A mass of black fog appeared ahead, surging towards him.

Seeing this, Su Mu furrowed his brows.

What’s this?

Again??

The black fog stopped ten meters in front of Su Mu.

Immediately, Su Mu waved his hand, dispersing the black fog.

A battered small boat appeared before his eyes.

On the deck at the bow of the boat stood a hunched old man. He wore simple cloth clothes, his hair was gray, his face was weathered, and he had heavy dark circles, breathing heavily, looking very, very frail.

When Su Mu’s Divine Sense fell on the old man, he was stunned.

What a chance, the aura on this old man was very similar to that of the man just now in the robe who fought with him. They were evidently in the same group.

No way?

First the young one, now the old one?

And arriving so quickly, seamlessly, without even giving him a halftime break??

What kind of cliched novel plot!

Su Mu cursed in his heart.

......

The next second, Su Mu’s aura burst forth, ripples spread across the water beneath his feet, forming a Lotus Platform surrounding him.

Seeing Su Mu preparing to make a move, the old man on the deck hastily waved his hand, saying, "Hold on, hold on."

"I didn’t come to fight you."

At these words, Su Mu was taken aback.

Not here to fight me, could it be for a stroll?

"Aren’t you with the person just now?" Su Mu also directly asked straight to the point.

If they were together, then fight. If not, then leave, and do not waste his time. Recently, Su Mu had been greatly vexed by these troublesome things.

"Yes, but I didn’t come to cause trouble for you."

"I came to ask you just one question."

The old man looked at Su Mu, his voice a little hurried, seeming very anxious.

.....

"Ask me a question?"

"What question?"

Every time Su Mu encountered someone, they were always abstract, and he was used to it.

Either they asked him some inexplicable question, or they came to play chess with him, or they said something vague and left, or they just started fighting without a word even though he didn’t know them, making him feel like a mortal enemy, none of them seemed normal.

......

The old man gazed at Su Mu for a long time before finally smiling and saying, "I think I don’t need to ask anymore."

After saying this, the old man looked at the water beneath his feet, his gaze seemingly traversing endless time and space, capturing all past experiences in his sight, and finally, he slowly raised his head, letting out a deep sigh:

"Compared to him, I hope you reach the end more."

The next moment, he transformed into a black and white streaming light and directly entered Su Mu’s brow.

Eventually, he entered Su Mu’s Dantian, fusing with that black and white tender sprout in Su Mu’s Dantian.

In an instant, the black and white tender sprout grew ten centimeters taller, sprouting an additional branch, and bearing tiny green leaves.

Strands of black and white Yin Yang Qi emanated from the sprout, permeating his Dantian Space.

He could distinctly feel his Spiritual Power beginning to transform and transcend toward a certain direction...

The entire process lasted several breaths.

Although his cultivation level did not break through, his Dantian, Spiritual Power, etc., all underwent a transformation, allowing him to clearly feel his strength rising to another level, a deeper stage.

The next second, he slowly raised his right hand, a strand of Spiritual Fire danced on his fingertip.

Upon close inspection, this strand of Spiritual Fire was blue on the outside, black and white inside, resembling a wick.

Even though it was just a strand, its energy was compressed to the extreme, containing incredibly terrifying power.

To make a comparison, a strand of Su Mu’s Spiritual Fire was equivalent to the total Spiritual Power of a cultivator at the same level, illustrating the importance of "quality" and "depth."

It was just that Su Mu had not realized this because he had no basis for comparison..... Or rather, it was basically difficult to encounter a worthy opponent to compare his true strength.

.....

Su Mu slowly raised his head, gazing at the dilapidated, empty little wooden boat in front of him.

Sparkles of light flickered in his pupils.

Su Mu was pondering... considering the series of events that had occurred recently.....