After the handover of the Primordial Magnetic Main Hall was completed, Chen Sheng did not set off immediately; he also had some subsequent arrangements.
A few days later, in the courtyard of Yunlan Mountain, Chen Sheng and Chen Xixing sat opposite each other, with a pot of freshly brewed "Dawn Mist Tea" on the stone table, its fragrant aroma permeating the courtyard.
Chen Xixing was the eldest son of the second generation of the Chen Clan, with a High Grade Spiritual Root. He was now over four hundred and eighty years old, having recently achieved Golden Core Perfection a few years ago.
Over the years, he had been assisting Chen Sheng in managing the family affairs with calm and reliability.
Chen Sheng picked up a teacup, sipped it gently, and said with a calm but solemn tone:
"Xixing, as I leave this time, it will be a matter of decades at minimum, possibly over a century. The affairs of the family will be in your hands."
"If you encounter trouble that is difficult to resolve, you can send a message to Xihua or go to the Three Elements Dao Sect to seek True Monarch Cloud Talisman's assistance. Keep these Elixir Pills and Array Banners; they can ensure the family's safety at critical moments."
He raised his hand and took out a pale cyan Jade Scroll and a Jade Box from his Storage Ring, handing them to Chen Xixing.
The Jade Scroll recorded the management details of the family's Spirit Vein Mine and crisis response plans, while the Jade Box contained three "Tier Four Lower Grade Heart Protection Pills" and a set of Tier Three Top Grade "Trapped Dragon Array Banners."
Chen Xixing received them with both hands, full of respect in his eyes:
"Rest assured, Father, your child will not dishonor the mission, guarding the family's foundation until your return."
Chen Sheng nodded lightly, saying no more. Then a pale purple Void Spiritual Light enveloped him, and his form slowly vanished into the air in the courtyard.
Chen Xixing watched his father's disappearing figure, feeling inexplicably complex. A Nascent Soul Cultivator can easily venture out for a hundred years. One day, perhaps before his father's return, he might have already exhausted his lifespan.
He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air: "I still have over two hundred years to live; I should be able to wait for my father's next return."
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After leaving Yunlan Mountain, Chen Sheng's figure did not head towards the Great Wilderness but instead turned towards the southern "Myriad Beasts Mountain Range" of Yue Country.
This mountain range spans between Yue Country and the Chu Region, extending for tens of millions of miles, teeming with Demon Beasts. Ordinary cultivators, even when teamed up, only dare to operate around the periphery of the mountain range, not daring to venture into its core.
The last time Chen Sheng traversed the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, he was a Fake Pill Cultivator, cautiously crossing through the forest to avoid Tier Three Demon Kings, using the Grand Array to conceal his aura, and took a full three years to reach Yue Country.
This time, however, he was a Nascent Soul True Monarch, surrounded by the power of the void. Using the Void Qi Concealment Skill to conceal his aura made it hard for ordinary Tier Three Demon Kings to detect his presence.
He could also rely on the Void Power to travel long distances, almost ignoring the mountain's obstacles, with a speed that was dozens of times faster than last time.
Chen Sheng thought to himself, his Divine Sense spreading inward toward the mountain range like an invisible radar:
"The core of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, the 'Myriad Beasts Royal Court,' established by the lineage of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, is considered a branch of the Great Wilderness Demon Court, and must be approached with some caution."
When he was in Chu Country, he only vaguely heard about the presence of a Tier Four Demon Emperor in the core of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range.
This was confirmed at the Three Elements Dao Sect, where the records in the Scripture Pavilion clearly mentioned a Tier Four Demon Emperor, the "Celestial Peng Emperor," overseeing the Myriad Beasts Royal Court, with dozens of Tier Three Late Stage Great Demon Kings under his command, being the true "Overlord" of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range.
Chen Sheng's form shook, and the Void Spiritual Light around him surged, instantly merging into the surrounding void.
The next second, his figure appeared over a hundred miles away in the sky above the forest — the void shuttling of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, in the absence of strong restriction interference, can almost be a hundred miles in an instant.
Below, in the forest, a Tier Three Striped Tiger lay dozing on a rock, and although Chen Sheng was right above it, the tiger did not perceive him at all.
Chen Sheng ignored this Demon Beast and continued shuttling toward the direction of Chu Country.
...
In just the span of a month, Chen Sheng's figure appeared on the other side of the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range.
As he emerged from the void, the scene before him was no longer dense forest but an open plain.
At the end of the plain, a massive Immortal City could faintly be seen, which was the "Linglong Immortal City" in the east of Chu Country.
A thousand miles outside Linglong Immortal City, Chen Sheng's form slowly emerged from the void, gazing at the distant city with a complex emotion in his eyes. He unleashed the Power of the Divine Soul, spreading like a tide towards the Immortal City.
The scenes within the Immortal City instantly reflected into his sea of consciousness: cultivators passing by on the streets, the shops in the city, the Li Xiao Sect cultivators guarding the city gates...
Everything was clearly visible.
Yet, the Master Fake Pill of the Li Xiao Sect guarding the Immortal City was completely unaware, still sitting in the tea house by the city gate, chatting idly with other cultivators.
Chen Sheng murmured to himself, his tone carrying a sense of nostalgia:
"Left the Chu Region at a hundred years old, returning again at six hundred..."
Six hundred years was enough to see seas change into mulberry fields, with the friends of the past now turned into dust, leaving only vague marks in the dust of history.
"Time is ruthless; the path of cultivation is ultimately a solitary journey."
Chen Sheng sighed lightly, retracting the Power of the Divine Soul. His visit to Chu Country this time was not for reminiscing but to set up a small Teleportation Array. The distance need not be too far, just enough to cover the tens of millions of miles from Yue Country to the Chu Region.
This was to lay the groundwork for the next life; should he cycle back to the Chu Country in the next life, he could use the Teleportation Array to swiftly rise again by traveling to Yue Country.
...
Chen Sheng's form once again faded into the void, and the pale purple Spirit Light around him completely merged into the surrounding space as if he had become part of the world.
He did not rush to continue his journey but instead spread the power of his Nascent Soul level Divine Soul wide like an invisible giant net, enveloping a thousand-mile radius.
The flow of the breeze, the subtle undulations of the underground spirit veins... everything clearly reflected in his sea of consciousness.
He traveled leisurely through the void, his pace slow, yet he maintained absolute perception of his surroundings—searching for a suitable place to form an array.
About an hour later, a range of mountains appeared in his sea of consciousness, precisely the Qinghua Mountain Range.
Back when Chen Sheng cultivated in the Qinghua Sect, he only felt that this mountain range was grand and imposing, with the main peak where the sect was located towering into the clouds, evoking reverence.
But now from the perspective of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, this mountain range appeared "truly small."
The main peak was only tens of thousands of zhang high, and the best spirit vein within the mountain range was merely Tier Three, not even comparable to Nine Cloud Peak. The passage of time and advancements in his cultivation had rendered his view of the world unrecognizable from the past.
Chen Sheng's Divine Sense trickled like a fine stream, slowly permeating toward the main peak where Qinghua Sect was located.
He did not deliberately hide his aura, yet he did not alarm anyone either. The power of a Nascent Soul Cultivator's Divine Soul was inherently exquisite, and as a Tier Four Array Dao Grandmaster, the Qinghua Sect's Mountain Protection Array was no mystery to him.
His Divine Sense merged seamlessly into the array patterns, following the grand array's operational trajectory, silently entering the sect's interior without any hindrance.
The sights within the sect came into his sea of consciousness one by one: disciples diligently practicing sword refining in the Martial Arts Arena, apprentices cautiously selecting spiritual materials in the Alchemy Room, elders debating spirit vein allocations in the Assembly Hall...
Everything was similar to the past, yet tinged with an unfamiliarity.
The familiar faces of those days had long been replaced by new disciples, and even the sect's Mountain Protection Array now had several new array patterns added compared to the past.
Chen Sheng's Divine Sense continued to delve deeper, soon reaching the core area of Qinghua Sect—the entrance to the Secret Realm.
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This Secret Realm entrance was accessible only to the Master Sect Leader in those days, but now under Chen Sheng's Divine Sense, it laid bare.
The interior of the Secret Realm was even more mysterious than he remembered, concealing at its depths a clandestine graveyard with faint blood-colored array patterns emitting a dense sinister aura.
"Hmm?"
A stirring arose in Chen Sheng's heart, his Divine Sense focusing on the graveyard. Within the stone coffins lay over a dozen stiff forms of "blood corpses"!
These blood corpses were encircled by a Tier Three chilling aura, their skin a dark purple hue, with black, venomous nails, evidently refined through special methods into combat puppets.
Among them, two blood corpses had faces that caused Chen Sheng's Divine Sense to hesitate slightly—astonishingly, they were the seventeenth Master Sect Leader Hua Taixuan and the eighteenth Master Sect Leader Hua Xiu of Qinghua Sect from those days!
Hua Taixuan had worked alongside him for over a century, and Hua Xiu was his offspring... unexpectedly, both had been refined into blood corpses after death.
"To think they still had such trump cards, the Hua clan truly made full use of everything!"
Chen Sheng mused inwardly, his tone carrying a complex note. He didn't linger much longer, until his Divine Sense swept over the back of Pill Furnace Peak, uncovering another burial ground.
These graves had no stone coffins, only white jade tombstones, inscribed with epitaphs recording the names and life stories of the deceased.
Chen Sheng's Divine Sense scanned across the tombstones, familiar names flooding his mind:
Wu Lingshuang: Master of the Thirty-fourth Generation Pill Furnace Peak, Master Fake Pill, wife of Chen Sheng the Ancestor.
Wu Guang, Li Yang, Hua Xun... each name corresponded to a sealed memory, all were acquaintances from that era.
Chen Sheng's Divine Sense lingered on the tombstones for a moment, with a faint feeling of lament in his heart, those acquaintances had turned into a handful of yellow soil, leaving only cold tombstones behind.
Suddenly, his Divine Sense stopped on two adjacent tombstones, the one on the left prominently chiseled with the words "Chen Sheng," with an epitaph stating "Master of the Thirty-third Generation Pill Furnace Peak, Tier Three Middle Grade Alchemy Grandmaster."
It was his own cenotaph!
After Chen Sheng left Qinghua Sect back then, due to his delayed return, the soul lamp within the sect eventually extinguished, resulting in this cenotaph being erected for him.
The tombstone on the right was smaller, engraved with the name "Chen Yuquan," with a simple epitaph: "Son of Chen Sheng the Ancestor!"
Above the graveyard, a silhouette slowly emerged from the void.
Chen Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, a subtle sense of melancholy arising in his heart. Without much to say, he stood quietly before the tombstones for a while, as a tribute to his old friends.
Once his emotions settled, void spiritual light emanated around him once again, and with a flicker, he vanished into the tomb forest as if dissolving into the air.
In the next instant, above Pill Furnace Peak, minute ripples appeared in the void as Chen Sheng's form silently materialized, his gaze falling on a cavern hidden within an array midway up the peak.
It was precisely the "Danxin Cave Mansion" where he had briefly resided during his cultivation days at Qinghua Sect.
The cave mansion's external array had now been replaced with a new Tier Three Protection Array, with array patterns flowing, emitting a faint wood spiritual light, clearly re-constructed by the current cave mansion owner.
Without disturbing anyone, Chen Sheng's figure melded into the void again, silently passing through the protective array like traversing a water curtain, entering the interior of Danxin Cave Mansion.
The cave mansion's furnishing was simple yet elegant, with a Tier Three Purple Copper Pill Furnace placed centrally, its surface densely etched with pill patterns. To the left, a wooden rack neatly held dozens of jade bottles, each containing elixir pills of different grades.
On the right, a green-robed cultivator sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, eyes closed, surrounded by a faint aura of spiritual qi—the current master of Danxin Cave Mansion, Qinghua Sect's Pill Furnace Peak Hall Master, Master Wu Xiaoyu.