The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 941 - 517: Divine Travel in Taixu (Part 2)

Huangfuming was wandering helplessly around the venue with the Jin Family’s sticky presence attached to him, enduring the noise for over an hour, when finally an attendant came up respectfully and said: "Lord Ning had to leave for some business, and instructed me to hand this over to you."

What was presented was a small cloth bag, which contained not only avocado seeds but also seeds of several tropical fruits, separated by small labels.

He was leaving tomorrow, and yet she was reluctant to say goodbye? Huangfuming felt a faint sense of loss in his heart, but he merely coughed lightly and said: "I have something too, please pass it on to Lord Ning. This is extremely important, do not lose it."

The attendant naturally agreed.

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Though Ning Xiaoxian’s affairs were certainly demanding, she tried her best to postpone them, making time to spend with Changtian. Most of the time, the two quietly nestled together, their hearts filled with joy and tranquility.

However, when you want to hold onto something, time always rushes by incredibly quickly.

Three days, passed in the blink of an eye.

On this morning, Xiao Xue came to visit, and the weather became even more chilly.

Walking through the fresh snow out of the house, she only then discovered that the newly located place was surrounded by large clusters of weeping crabapple trees that had miraculously blossomed, with pink seas of flowers blooming furiously, creating boundless beauty with their gentle posture, almost spreading to the ends of the mountains, wanting to paint the sky in this overwhelming pink.

Changtian quietly said: "This should be the last snowfall of this spring, right? Xiao Xian, come inside."

She replied cheerfully, but kept her fists clenched tightly at her side. Only then did she turn and enter the God Demon Prison. The black stone couch under Changtian’s seat had already been reverted back to a chair by the God Demon Prison, suitable only for him to sit.

"Inside here are all the Divine Power Techniques suitable for you to learn. Do not neglect your homework within these six months." He handed her a Jade Scroll, "Upon your return, I will be evaluating."

She pouted: "I know." With separation near, others would be embracing and whispering sweet nothings and pouring their hearts out to each other, wouldn’t they?

"You still need to leverage the power of the Demon Transformation Spring during your cultivation, so while you’re in seclusion, I won’t shut down the lower levels of the God Demon Prison." He thought for a moment, "However, once I start meditating, my body will be like stone and wood, you cannot touch." Seeing her eyes fill with tears, he couldn’t resist lightly kissing her forehead and said with a smile, "But it’s only six months, why such a look? Don’t forget, we have a six-month pact, and then..." He intentionally left the sentence unfinished, seeing her face blush deeply.

She only felt heat rushing all over her body. Truly, if you don’t act recklessly, there won’t be consequences. Two days ago, what kind of foolhardy potion had she taken to be that bold? Was it really because spring was here?

Seeing her worry getting washed away, Changtian knew it was time. He then swallowed Spring Blossoms and Autumn Fruits into his mouth, stroked her long hair and said: "Girl, you should head out." Saying that, he leaned back and slowly closed his eyes.

Was he going into meditation now? Looks just like when he’s asleep. She stood for a while, seeing he indeed had no more reactions, like a clay sculpture or wood carving, even his breath was no longer detectable, only then did she move her steps to prepare to leave.

Just at this moment, a phenomenon arose abruptly.

From Changtian’s seven orifices suddenly overflowed a faint golden light, slowly converging into one spot. She widened her eyes to look, within the golden light appeared his silhouette, shape and attire both seen, realistically vivid, yet like a tiny person no bigger than a palm.

She murmured: "Soul Emergence? Wasn’t it said he was going into meditation, wasn’t it said that the Dragon Binding Rope could lock his Primordial Spirit? Then how did Changtian’s Primordial Spirit emerge? This was actually her first time seeing Changtian’s Primordial Spirit, indeed it looked exactly like the True Master, just shrunk down by dozens of sizes, even the folds in his clothes were faithfully replicated. Such authority and handsome stature turned into tiny hands, tiny feet, tiny face were left only with charm, how marvelous.

Changtian’s Primordial Spirit looked at her face of surprise, couldn’t help but smile, reached out a hand to stroke her forehead, instantly sending a Divine Thought into her mind: "The fate I’ve received is to borrow the Heavenly Dao Power to leave this world, traveling through three thousand small worlds to seek Enlightenment opportunities. I’m leaving now, just wait at ease for my return." Unable to resist gently stroking her cheek, Ning Xiaoxian only felt a moment of warmth enveloping her face, wanting to feel more, Changtian’s Primordial Spirit was already reforming into a stream of golden light flying upwards, instantly merging into the stone wall.

Drawn by Heavenly Dao, he immediately flew to the outer world, this is the power of the grand path, in this world there’s no object nor space capable of hindering his Primordial Spirit’s footsteps, not even the God Demon Prison.

This change happened so suddenly, Ning Xiaoxian stood in place dumbfounded for a long time, finally understanding what had just occurred, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

Changtian had been trapped here for tens of thousands of years, even with her aiding, he couldn’t find the Nanming Lihuo Sword to cut open the Dragon Binding Rope, yet now with the help of Heavenly Dao Power, his Primordial Spirit detached from his body to roam three thousand worlds, considered a kind of liberation. Thinking about it, she was infuriated clenching her fist: This Heavenly Dao Power is so stingy, hurriedly pushing people on their way, why not let him stay a while longer, having his Primordial Spirit first collect the True Form of Ba Snake how great that would have been! If that were the case, would she still need to search for that blasted sword’s whereabouts?!

Over these years, she also realized reasoning with God was pointless. Changtian’s Primordial Spirit was gone, and immediately the vast God Demon Prison felt deserted. She sighed softly, turned, and walked away.

From now on, it’s back to living alone.

She stretched lazily, forced herself to rally, tossing separation anxiety aside, immersing into endless tedious affairs.

Firstly, the new steward she appointed, new accountants, have submitted audited accounts, and the parasites have thereby revealed their true forms. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)