Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint

Chapter 765 - 241: Bait with One’s Own Body!_3

"I don’t think they have that intention..." Wang Mu said. "We’d better not disturb them."

"Impossible," Moon God waved her hand. "That Forget Love Pill is very famous in Qianzhou. Every Cultivator who has taken it speaks highly of it, and it’s as rare as gold. The influence may not be as significant as the benefits you’ve reaped by mooching off someone in the Ascension Realm, but it’s not insignificant either."

Affection can fade, but how can one truly forget? Wang Mu mused.

"Trying to eliminate karmic affinities and fate by concocting such elixirs must surely invite extraordinary karmic retribution from Heaven’s Punishment..." Moon God continued. "Otherwise, where do you think the eliminated causes and effects go? Aren’t they ultimately borne by oneself?"

Moon God snorted coldly. "Everything in the world has its cycle of rebirth. A Cultivator without even a trace of immortal power, trying to alter the causality of this world, is simply ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth."

"Is it that serious?" Wang Mu asked.

Wang Mu thought for a moment. Perhaps it really is that serious. Just look at Mo Xilan. The Heaven’s Punishment and shackles she bears are derived from this exact principle—those who heal others, saving lives that were meant to end, must bear all these karmic consequences.

"I intended to advise them to act more prudently," Moon God said, "and to stop concocting such elixirs. Besides, anyone who can develop such a Spirit Pill is truly no ordinary Cultivator..."

Moon God was very determined to find this Jie Chen, the Pill Master.

Wang Mu could only comply.

Qianzhou was a vast territory, making it quite difficult to find someone.

However, Wang Mu pondered for a moment and then sensed his Travel.

「Travel: Qianzhou, Wuyou Village (!)」

A Travel event had appeared.

Given Moon God’s preceding remarks, Wang Mu guessed there was a high likelihood that this Travel event was related to this Nameless Alchemist.

Nameless, so-called because he had no true renowned name.

Wuyou Village. Wang Mu inquired about it and found there were over ten Wuyou Villages in Qianzhou, most of them mortal settlements.

Although he lacked information channels, finding it with his "external help" didn’t seem difficult.

After spending some action points, he learned that the Wuyou Village from the Travel event was located roughly in the western part of Qianzhou.

Thus, Wang Mu pretended to lead Moon God on a rambling search, eventually arriving at the location.

Wuyou Village, true to its name, was a village of mortals. The nearest of the major Sects, Fentian Temple, was many thousands of miles away. It couldn’t compare to Anle Village by far.

However, what made this place interesting was its resemblance to Anle Village. It had mountains, water, forests, and rivers—everything was present. One could also frequently see Cultivators visiting.

It’s about sixty to seventy percent similar to Newbie Village... Wang Mu noted. Even the layout is somewhat similar to Anle Village. When I first arrived, I almost thought I’d returned there... Fortunately, the people are different...

"This place isn’t bad at all!" Moon God remarked, looking around with great interest. "Why did you bring me here? Not bad, kiddo. You even know this Immortal official likes such tranquil places? Did you bring me here to help me relax?"

Wang Mu said nothing.

"Well then, I shall relax a bit!" Moon God declared, seeming to have a certain fondness for the vibrancy of the Mortal World.

Perhaps this has something to do with the Li Dynasty, Wang Mu mused. After all, the Li Dynasty was once a dynasty bustling with worldly life. After its Ascension to the Upper Realm, who knows if that vibrancy disappeared...

Wang Mu sighed, watching as Moon God enthusiastically sprinted towards a bonfire in the center of the village. The villagers had likely hunted a massive wild beast and were now enjoying a barbecue, with many of them singing and dancing around the fire.

That Nameless Alchemist might well be in there... Wang Mu thought as he surveyed the surroundings.

Just then, a man in black robes standing nearby spoke, "The mortal fires hold a certain unique charm with their transient brilliance. Alas, they are but fleeting, unable to last an eternity."

Wang Mu turned and casually glanced at the black-robed man muttering to himself. At a glance, it was clear this person was a Cultivator, and not lacking in strength. His appearance wasn’t strikingly handsome, yet he possessed a serene and composed demeanor. He was likely a disciple from one of Qianzhou’s First-class Sects.

"Your words are true, young man," Wang Mu said casually. "But for mortals, the ephemeral brilliance of these worldly fires is enough. They don’t require eternity."

The man in black was slightly startled. He looked at Wang Mu, sizing him up. "You are...?"

"Just a Loose Cultivator," Wang Mu replied.

"At such an age, and still a Loose Cultivator..." The man in black shook his head slightly. "You must be too fond of these mortal pleasures. As fellow Cultivators, we should make the pursuit of longevity on the Immortal Path our foremost duty."

Wang Mu was speechless. What kind of talk is that? These Qianzhou Cultivators are just so arrogant!

"What’s wrong with being a Loose Cultivator?" Wang Mu retorted. "Among the myriad beings of the Nine Provinces, if there are elite Cultivators like you from Sects, then naturally there must also be Loose Cultivators like me. Otherwise, the Nine Provinces wouldn’t be the Nine Provinces."

"Not everyone under the heavens can become one of those exalted, immensely powerful Ascending Immortal Cultivators."

"Nor does every Cultivator have to pursue that eternal life on the Immortal Path."

"Without the contrast provided by the teeming masses... everything else is but an illusion."

The man in black was slightly taken aback. This time, he scrutinized Wang Mu with great seriousness. He saw a middle-aged man who was reasonably presentable, but unfortunately, his temples were graying, and his face was weathered by time. Moreover, he was clearly at a bottleneck in his Realm, his vital energy obstructed; his remaining days were obviously numbered.

The man chuckled. "True enough. All living beings naturally have their own pursuits."

"What brings you here, brother?" he asked.

"Didn’t you just say it?" Wang Mu replied. "Loose Cultivators naturally indulge in the mortal world’s pleasures. A Cultivator like me, already close to turning to dust, is insignificant in the Cultivation World of Qianzhou. I might as well come to this Mortal World, perhaps display some of my abilities, bask in a bit of its worldly vibrancy, and live out my remaining years in peace."