HPDBC Chapter 20 – Ascension Conference
Chapter 20 – Ascension Conference
This year's longevity points were still added to the World Soul, a single drop of green liquid could accelerate growth by eight months.
Their current longevity points: strength, 21. speed, 21. World Soul, 8.
Chen Xun's hair was somewhat disheveled, his clothes dirty and unkempt, as he and Black Bull began their wandering life, often playing with stray dogs by the roadside, laughter never ceasing.
Two months later, he and Black Bull gradually made their way to the southern city, where Chen Xun heard some news that Doctor Ning was not doing well.
He personally visited, handed over the century-old ginseng to the teacher's wife, and then left directly.
Another month passed, and Ning Si's soul returned to heaven and earth, countless locals saw him off with tears in their eyes, Pingtai Medical Hall had blessed many.
The Ning family was large, with many people wearing white bands on their heads. Chen Xun stood silently on the edge of the crowd, as if his presence or absence made no difference.
The frosty wind howled, brushing past the edges of Chen Xun's memory, leaving only the fading fragrance in the air that could no longer be found.
Up to now, there were three people who were most important in Chen Xun's life.
The first was the Village Chief, who remembered them in their most difficult times and was willing to offer them a meal.
The second was Old Sun, who gave them their first home when they first arrived in Panning City, helpless and alone.
The third was Teacher Ning, who taught him countless principles of life, making medicine seem secondary.
"They... seem to have all left."
Chen Xun seemed unable to hold back this time, his lips trembling continuously, he didn't even dare to take one last look at Teacher Ning.
Black Bull just nuzzled Chen Xun, who hugged his bull's head tightly with one hand.
They followed the crowd, as if by walking slower, Ning Si would leave slower...
The setting sun was like blood, its afterglow spilling over the southern city, with calls of returning geese coming from beyond the mountains, the vast sky seemingly left with only their fleeting silhouettes.@@@@
The Ning family carried the coffin further and further away, gradually disappearing at the city gate. Chen Xun stood for a long time, tears slowly streaming down his face.
Countless locals chased after, their figures brushing past him, all revealing sorrow in their eyes.
Chen Xun led Black Bull in the opposite direction, his steps heavy and slow, his eyes devoid of sadness or joy.
They left, completely leaving Panning City...
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Another year swiftly passed, countless Wishing Lanterns flew up in Panning City. The mountain breeze blew as Chen Xun and Black Bull sat on the mountain peak, gazing into the distance, silently making wishes in their hearts.
This year's longevity points were still added to the World Soul, which was crucial for them.
"Bull, let's go."
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"Fat Brother makes sense, it would be a loss for the immortal sects if such talents were buried."
"Ah, exactly, I've been in this business for many years, and the number of loose cultivators is like fish crossing the river every year."
Little Fatty sighed, constantly lamenting, "It's also a great opportunity for the sects to expand their power, who doesn't want to advance further?"
"Mainly, it's because of people like Fat Brother, otherwise, we loose cultivators wouldn't have such opportunities."
Chen Xun's words were sincere and deeply felt.
Suddenly, Little Fatty patted Chen Xun's shoulder, his eyes showing approval, originally planning to charge more, but he let it go.
He had seen too many loose cultivators come to nothing, so he was more open-minded than they were, with no hope for Foundation Establishment, better to enjoy the mortal world.
"Brother Xun, let me say one more thing."
"Please, Fat Brother."
"These great sects have very high requirements for cultivating immortality. If there's no chance, you have to be open-minded and not be troubled by inner demons."
Little Fatty spoke sincerely, this was the first time he had seen such a genuine loose cultivator, the others were all full of themselves, claiming to be immortals.
When they entered the Ascension Conference, they realized the harsh reality, often going mad, doing unpredictable things.
"Fat Brother's words, I will remember." Chen Xun stopped, bowing solemnly.
"Good, let's go."
Little Fatty smiled, continuing to lead the way, and soon they were about to enter a valley, surrounded by dense fog, thick enough to obscure sight.
"Brother Xun, this is it, Nine Stars Valley."
Little Fatty stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the fog, "This is a formation built by the combined efforts of the sects, if mortals wander in, they will get lost and later be sent out."
"Can I just go in?"
Chen Xun asked subconsciously, shocked, the fog was actually a formation, altering the weather.
"Of course, the formation can distinguish the mana within a cultivator."
Little Fatty laughed, "Then Brother Xun, farewell, I still have to lead other loose cultivators."
"Thank you, Fat Brother." Chen Xun bowed, his eyes gleaming with joy.
Little Fatty nodded, turned, and left, his departure graceful.
"Bull, we've arrived... the world of cultivators."
"Moo~~ Moo~~"
Chen Xun and Black Bull stood outside, just like the day they first arrived in Panning City, trembling all over, their hearts more excited than before.