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Chapter 1260 - 616: Jiliang Soars to Huang
At dusk, Chen Xuantian found a Land God Temple in the mountains to camp. That goth guy just sat on the car roof hugging his sword, doing nothing like a radish. Chen Xuantian had no choice but to hang the swaddling blanket on his sword handle and asked him to watch the baby. Then he wandered around twice, checking the terrain, setting up a talisman formation near the camp to repel demon beasts, and establishing a protective barrier. He caught some field mice, rabbits, wild vegetables, and fruits, skinned them, roasted, and stewed them, carefully preparing a meal. During this time, he collected branches and dry grass to tidy up the shelter, repaired the leaky roof of the Land God Temple, and swept the floor, leaving the temporary shelter clean and tidy. The meat stew was done, so he called the Holy Daughter to get off the car and eat.
"Holy Daughter, come down and eat."
"Wow!"
Instantly, Goo-Goo Ga-Ga ran out, picked up a crisp persimmon, and munched on it.
The Holy Daughter also came out of the carriage, curiously looking at the bonfire outside,
"Fellow Daoist, with such power, fasting for decades wouldn’t be a problem, right? Since we’re going to save the world, traveling day and night wouldn’t be excessive. Why bother preparing so meticulously? Are you really planning to spend the night here and not leave?"
Chen Xuantian glanced at Shen Su’e, who was lying in the carriage, surrounded by smoke and fragrance from the Pill Furnace, still sleeping soundly, and casually replied,
"It’s for cultivating a stable Daoist Heart."
"Daoist Heart?"
"That’s right, haste makes waste, when tired, one must rest; when hungry, one should eat. Sleeping each day, balancing work and rest, allows the body time to recover.
The more one transcends the mundane, the more important it is to persistently adhere to one’s habits from life, fortifying roots continuously.
Thus, cultivating within walking, sitting, and sleeping, gradually adapting to the new body, and solidifying memories of the heart bit by bit, can nurture a perfect Daoist Heart.
In future, whether troubled by demons or severely injured, the Dao Body and Technique will not lose balance and control. Instead, they will recover and restore through accumulated inertia and the cycle of rest and growth."
The Holy Daughter nodded repeatedly,
"Very insightful. This must be the cultivation method of the Ancient Taoist Sect. Fellow Daoist’s inheritance is indeed unfathomable, truly admirable."
Chen Xuantian,
"Well, we’re almost there. It’s just that I couldn’t find the entrance after circling twice. Maybe the hour hasn’t come. We might have to wait a few days."
The Holy Daughter, "..."
The cold goth guy hugged his cold sword, with a cold swaddling blanket hanging on it, stood coldly on top of the car, and coldly spoke up,
"Find what?"
Chen Xuantian folded his arms, recalling,
"There should be a lake nearby, within which lies an Ancient Mysterious Sect relic called Yuyu Immortal Mansion, within the Langxuan Secret Realm, technically the Carefree Void Secret Realm. A Demon Fetus will soon arise within the secret realm.
However, the Grotto Heaven is heavily sealed, and one needs an axe to enter the formation to slay the demon. But there are only three axes, and we came with six people. I’m unsure how this calamity will unfold, need to calculate."
The cold goth guy raised his sword,
"How about him; does he enter?"
The cold baby glared at him.
The Holy Daughter turned to look at the car roof,
"He can enter; you cannot enter. Wait for us outside."
Goth guy is shocked!
"What? Why?"
Chen Xuantian inquired,
"Did the Holy Daughter notice something?"
The Holy Daughter exchanged a look with the infant, and nodded,
"An unsettled nature, destiny unfixed, reincarnation, Outer Heaven Demon.
This one temporarily borrowed the body of a dead infant to reincarnate, yet his Divine Soul is too powerful; not to mention reincarnation, he’s far from reaching the turning point of birth.
Thus, seeming alive, yet resembling death, neither living nor destined, trapped between life and death, akin to a vortex, proximity can siphon one’s life and luck, unknowingly becoming a sacrifice."
Upon hearing this, the goth guy quickly placed the baby on the car roof and jumped over with his sword to stand beside the horse.
The horse eyed him sideways.
Chen Xuantian curiously,
"No wonder you, the Divine Sect Saintess, calculated so adeptly. You know him?"
The Holy Daughter glanced at Chen Xuantian,
"Though our Daoist Inheritance differs, Magic Gates vary, and inheritances are distinct, essentially, we are the same. Regardless of which Outer Heaven we came from, we should not belong to this world. We merely borrow the bodies of the dead, reincarnate, stealing lives as demons.
As long as we exist, we’ll ceaselessly seize the lives of all beings, bringing slaughter and suffering, invoking heavenly disasters to punish us, these unnatural anomalies.
Ironically, as the archfiends causing chaos across the world, how can we discuss saving mankind?"
Chen Xuantian repeatedly nods,
"Then, why do you follow along?"
The Holy Daughter shrugged,
"Idle hands are the devil’s workshop; sightseeing and wandering kill time."
Chen Xuantian rubbed his chin,
"Really? But you, the Divine Sect Saintess, with countless responsibilities and grand tasks, shouldn’t have time to spare.
Could it be that you and he are actually vying for this opportunity?
After all, it’s well known the demon fetus in the Leisure Palace is about to be born.
Yet until its birth, no one knows what it will be. Therefore, it’s a birth slot.
Whether surviving this calamity, it emerges as either Demon God or Holy Daughter.
It could be you or him. Isn’t that so?"
The Holy Daughter smiled, didn’t reply.
Chen Xuantian, holding the sword bag, curiously said,