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Chapter 216: The Superpower – Da Li Empire

Chen Xun nodded thoughtfully. "Hmm, tell us more about Da Li."

"Yes, Elder," Dai Xinqing responded eagerly, clearly excited by the opportunity. This was something he excelled at.

As they began answering Chen Xun's questions, the two cultivators gradually became more relaxed, realizing that these two Elders weren't the bloodthirsty types they had initially feared. It had been their preconceived notions that caused their fear.

Chen Xun and the black bull often exclaimed in amazement during the conversation, their reactions exaggerated, though the two cultivators neither heard nor saw these displays.

Two hours passed.

Chen Xun and the black bull were deeply shocked by what they learned. They couldn't conceal their astonishment—*Da Li* was truly beyond anything they had imagined.

"So that's how it is. Thank you."

"It's the duty of us juniors, Elder. You're far too kind," Huang Shao replied, his head still bowed, never daring to raise it. "If you need a guide, we would be honored to serve you."

"At your command, Elder!" Dai Xinqing echoed, a little too enthusiastically.

"Take these Extinguishing Spirit Stones," Chen Xun said, waving his hand. Four massive Extinguishing Spirit Stones, as large as boulders, appeared on the boat's deck. "This is the reward I promised you."

The black bull followed suit, offering two thousand-year-old *Clear Soul Grass* plants to each of them.

Huang Shao and Dai Xinqing's pupils shrank, their breaths becoming heavier. This was beyond generous.

"Thank you, Elder!"

"Thank you, Elder!"

They bowed even lower, grateful and humbled. Receiving gifts from an Elder was a great honor, and they dared not refuse.

They quickly stored the items in their storage rings, each taking two stones.

Chen Xun's eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed into the distance, deep in thought. "You may leave now."

"Yes, Elder!" Dai Xinqing's heart raced with excitement. They had stumbled upon a great fortune. Answering a few questions had earned them such incredible rewards.

He tugged at Huang Shao, urging him to leave, but Huang remained motionless. Growing anxious, Dai Xinqing whispered urgently, "Huang Shao, let's go!"

Huang Shao didn't budge. Instead, he took a small step forward, glancing up at the two figures atop the flying crane-shaped prow. His pupils contracted in shock. *What kind of bandit look is that?!*

"Is there something on your mind, young man?" Chen Xun asked with amusement.

"Elder... I am Huang Shao," Huang stammered, gathering his courage and taking another step forward. "May I dare ask your names?"

"Huang Shao, are you insane?!" Dai Xinqing hissed in panic. He then turned toward the prow, bowing deeply and smiling obsequiously. "Elder, please forgive him. He doesn't know how to speak properly."

"Haha, Huang Shao, I'll remember you," Chen Xun said with a smile and a wave of his hand. "We will meet again, if fate allows."

A gust of wind swept the two cultivators off their feet, sending them flying toward the distant ravine wall. The massive flying boat gradually disappeared into the darkness.

It felt like a dream. Both men stared into the dark abyss, their hearts filled with a whirlwind of emotions.

...

Three days later, the giant flying boat hovered deep within the Heaven's End Ravine. Not a single cultivator was in sight.

Chen Xun had spent the last three days lying on the deck, staring listlessly at the sky, feeling somewhat out of sorts—almost as if he were ill.

On the deck, the black bull was busy tinkering with some Extinguishing Spirit Stones, arranging several formations around them. Chen Xun turned his head to look at the bull and sighed deeply, his emotions conflicted.

He was both disheartened and elated. Disheartened because opening his divine apertures had consumed an incalculable number of Extinguishing Spirit Stones—he'd lost more spirit stones than he could count. But elated because these stones were worth so much, and now that they had an endless supply, they would never be short on spirit stones again.

"Old Bull, how's it going?"

"Moo~~" The black bull shook its head. It had some ideas but was still in the experimental phase.

"Take your time. No rush," Chen Xun said with a smile, patting the bull. "There's plenty of Extinguishing Spirit Stones here. We'll never run out."

"Moo~" The black bull nudged Chen Xun affectionately before continuing its spellcasting, determined not to disappoint.

Their formations could only block divine sense from probing but lacked any defense against divine sense attacks or countermeasures.

After hearing about the Extinguishing Spirit Artifacts in Da Li, the black bull was inspired. *If they can refine these stones into artifacts, why can't I use them to create formations?!*

Chen Xun, deep in thought, flipped open his notebook. The two cultivators had mentioned that Extinguishing Spirit Stones could store spiritual energy, as they were constantly eroded by the Extinguishing Spirit Wind. Extinguishing Spirit Artifacts required spiritual energy to activate, but Chen Xun hadn't noticed that function yet. So far, he'd only discovered that the stones stored the *Extinguishing Spirit Force*.

But what could these stones do with both Extinguishing Spirit Force and spiritual energy…?

Wait.

Chen Xun froze, his thoughts racing. *Those terrifying creatures sealed beneath the ground had no divine sense or spiritual energy.*

"Could it be… these stones are meant for them?"

Chen Xun frowned, a terrible premonition forming in his mind. "We absolutely mustn't disturb those things. They're like monsters."

There were two possibilities:

The first was that the stones were slowly eroding the spiritual energy of the cultivation world, waiting for a critical point at which those creatures would awaken.

The second was that the creatures were waiting underground for their kin to unseal them, with these Extinguishing Spirit Stones serving as their nourishment, containing both spiritual energy and divine sense.

Chen Xun's eyes grew sharper as he began analyzing the situation in his notebook.

No matter which possibility it was, if they drained the Heaven's End Ravine of all its Extinguishing Spirit Stones, not only would they cut off the Da Li cultivators' source of income, but they might also sever the lifeline of those terrifying creatures.

With their current strength, they couldn't afford either outcome. They could easily become public enemies. It was best to know when to stop.

"Moo?!"

"What's wrong, Old Bull?"

"Moo moo~"

The black bull snorted, sending out the power of the five elements into the veins of the Extinguishing Spirit Stone. The veins began emitting spiritual energy without any attributes, spreading rapidly.

Chen Xun's eyes widened. After opening their divine apertures, they had only been probing the stones with their divine sense or using the power of the five elements to break them down. Without the two cultivators' explanation, they never would have discovered this step.

"So, the spiritual energy was hidden in the veins. When we broke it down, it was dissipating along with the Extinguishing Spirit Wind."

"Moo~~"

The black bull patted Chen Xun on the shoulder with a smug expression. There's always one detail the big brother misses.

As they continued observing, the veins of the Extinguishing Spirit Stone were gradually filled with the five elements' energy, triggering a strange transformation.

"Old Bull, what exactly are these stones?" Chen Xun wondered aloud, resting a hand on the bull's back. "Their veins are so compatible with all the energies of the heavens and earth."

"Moo?" The black bull shook its head. It had never heard of anything like these stones, except maybe the strange Crane Spirit Tree they had encountered.

After one incense stick of time, the transformation was complete. The veins of the Extinguishing Spirit Stone began to emit a faint glow of five-element energy. A subtle breeze stirred, carrying a trace of Extinguishing Spirit Force.

However, the wind was so faint that without their five-element powers, they would never have noticed it. It was as if it existed everywhere, invisible and omnipresent.

"Old Bull, what the… this feels a lot like the Crane Spirit Tree's unique properties," Chen Xun muttered, frowning deeply. They had encountered many heavenly materials and treasures on their journey, but in terms of compatibility with different elements, nothing compared to the Crane Spirit Tree.

"Moo~~" The black bull, equally stunned, started scribbling in their notebook. Based on its two thousand years of knowledge and the terrifying creatures underground, it suspected that both the Crane Spirit Tree and the Extinguishing Spirit Stones weren't from this world.

Chen Xun's eyes gleamed with realization, his expression contemplative. "I've thought about it too. It's possible they came from the same world as Senior Brother Ji's homeland."

"Moo~~" The black bull's eyes lit up. It hadn't expected its big brother to have the same theory.

"Let's start converting these Extinguishing Spirit Stones into five-element formations. We can't stay here too long," Chen Xun said, surveying the area with growing wariness. "If we need more, we'll come back. For now, let's head toward Da Li."

"Moo moo!!"

Hearing the name Da Li, the black bull trembled with excitement

. There was one place it absolutely had to visit.

Buzz—

Buzz—

The massive flying boat roared to life, cutting through the darkness. The Crane Spirit Five-Element Tree swayed gently, its black-and-white leaves shimmering softly in the dim light.

...

In the following months, despite saying they would leave, Chen Xun and the black bull stayed as long as they could, reluctant to go. After all, why leave when they could continue benefiting from the ravine?

The black bull used its five-element flags to completely convert the Extinguishing Spirit Stones, integrating them into their formations and fusing them with the five-element energy of the Five-Extreme Formation.

However, when it came to refining the Extinguishing Spirit Stones into artifacts, Chen Xun remained baffled.

They shattered, dissolved, or decayed—how could anyone refine these things? The whole concept seemed absurd!

"Old Bull, let's go. It's time to head to Da Li!"

"Moo~~~!"

Two deep voices echoed from the darkness as the giant flying boat shifted from horizontal to vertical, surging toward the upper reaches of the Heaven's End Ravine.

Chen Xun and the black bull stood firmly at the prow, their gazes calm and focused, their minds heavy with thoughts.

The relentless Extinguishing Spirit Wind howled around them, but it could no longer penetrate the black bull's formations.

A glimmer of light appeared on the horizon. Faint beams of sunlight broke through the gloom, while the flying boat accelerated, faster and faster, soaring through the wind toward the sky above the ravine!

"Let's go!!"

"Moo!!"

Their veins bulged as they roared toward the future. They were finally on their way to the superpower, Da Li—a world beyond imagination.

Chen Xun clung to the black bull's head, and the bull pressed close to him, both their hearts pounding with excitement.

The superpower Da Li—vast and boundless, dominating the world!

From the Unfathomable Sea in the east to the Hanging Sky Barrier in the west, Da Li governed 360 states, home to hundreds of billions of people and countless cultivators.

Five great ancient immortal sects, three ancient cultivation families, two sacred palaces, and one Buddhist temple ruled over ten states each, standing tall over the world, holding dominion over Da Li!

The four immortal mountains of the overseas regions guarded the Hanging Heaven's Gate, opening once every millennium, when the heavens' river reversed its flow. Countless cultivators set sail, embarking on a journey to cross heaven's gate!

This was the world of Da Li, a land of immense opportunities and endless mysteries, awaiting exploration.

At that moment.

Enormous beams of light shot from the dim sky, striking the Heaven's End Ravine and illuminating a massive flying boat that had just emerged from the depths.

Boom!

Buzz!!!

The ravine echoed with a thunderous roar, as a vast, overwhelming pressure briefly appeared, followed by a dazzling burst of five-element divine light!

The scene was as if some monstrous creature were about to descend upon the world, shaking the dark clouds in the sky.

"Damn it, we've arrived!!!"

"Moo moo moo!!!"

The roaring winds stirred the earth like a dragon awakening, sending dust swirling everywhere, the air thick with a terrifying, chilling energy.

In the distance, beyond the other side of the Heaven's End Ravine, the landscape was no longer just a desert of endless sand, but a series of towering cliffs, carved as if by some ancient hand.

The distant mountains loomed in the mist, faint and indistinct, like strokes of ink brushed across the somber horizon.

Above the ravine, an enormous formation barrier stretched across the sky, a magnificent array constantly in motion, driving back the Extinguishing Spirit Wind!

The flying boat came to a stop at the edge of the cliffs, where the Crane Spirit Five-Element Tree extended a branch, reaching toward the distance.

From the swirling dust emerged two slow-moving figures. They had finally arrived.

The three brothers took their first step into Da Li's frontier.

Chapter 217: The True Heaven's End Plains

Chen Xun and the big black ox took a deep breath, gazing into the distance. The shimmering barrier, flickering in and out of sight, marked a formation far beyond their comprehension. They had arrived at the edge of the Heaven's End Ravine, not yet at the teleportation arrays of the Da Li cultivators' strongholds.

"Moo~~" The big black ox let out a deep breath, looking at the various cliffs ahead. The five-element array flags circled around it as a rainbow of light shot forth, making contact with the grand formation.

Chen Xun squinted slightly as the Extinguishing Spirit Wind was drawn into the cliffs, only to be repelled by the formation. The cultivation world, it seemed, had been enduring this invasion for a long time, while Da Li had found a solution—redirecting the suffering to another side and completely severing the connection.

He smirked coldly, saying nothing. The cultivation world truly was a place where self-preservation came before anything else. The reality was probably even more complex than he imagined.

"Moo!" The big black ox's eyes narrowed as it touched the massive formation, and it began scribbling in their notebook.

Chen Xun glanced at what it wrote, and once again, he was shaken.

The formation clearly incorporated massive Extinguishing Spirit Stones, and the foundation wasn't on the surface but deep underground! Da Li had likely discovered something important—the Extinguishing Spirit Wind wasn't the true problem. It was the erosion of spiritual energy and the very environment of the cultivation world that posed the real threat.

The key was in those stones sealing the terrifying creatures—they were not the same as Extinguishing Spirit Stones.

The sky-encompassing formation of Da Li could block the Extinguishing Spirit Wind, but it couldn't stop cultivators. This brought some relief to Chen Xun and the big black ox.

According to Huang Shao, teleportation from the nearest province to the ravine cost over a hundred mid-grade spirit stones, and the array could only teleport ten people at a time. Most people traveled in groups to share the cost.

Chen Xun and the big black ox certainly wouldn't waste their money on something like that. Time wasn't an issue for them, and they wanted to enjoy the journey and take in the sights.

"Moo moo~~" The big black ox sighed softly, shaking its head. The complexity of Da Li's formations was far beyond its understanding.

"Haha, Old Bull, we've only just arrived. There's plenty of time to learn," Chen Xun said, patting the bull. "Look over there at that long-distance teleportation array. Surely that interests you, big black ox?!"

"Moo!" The big black ox's eyes widened. Qian Country didn't have large teleportation arrays like this. Not only had the skill been lost, but the materials had also become extinct.

In Qian Country, only small-scale arrays remained, useful for short-distance transport. The bull had only a surface-level understanding of teleportation arrays, as they were vast and intricate.

The big black ox grinned, rubbing against Chen Xun, clearly eager to go to Da Li and learn more.

"Old Bull~" Chen Xun raised an eyebrow, suddenly becoming secretive.

"Moo?"

"Da Li has… the ocean," Chen Xun said, his voice soft with excitement, his face flushing slightly. "One of my dreams is to go out to sea and fish."

"Moo~~~" The big black ox, catching Chen Xun's excitement, snorted in delight.

"Old Bull, that's the ultimate goal of cultivation!" 

"Moo!!"

Their conversation grew more animated, their excitement building until Chen Xun wrapped his arms around the bull's head, and the bull's eyes widened in response. The bull still wanted to visit a Buddhist temple and inquire about karmic rebirth.

"Old Bull, let's go explore." 

"Moo~~~"

Their laughter echoed through the cliffs as they leaped into the sky, heading toward the horizon.

*Buzz!*

At the same time, they retracted the flying boat—it would no longer be needed for now. They could always show it to the little crane later.

Seven days passed.

They traversed the cliffs, and to their surprise, they discovered that the sky-encompassing formation had three layers. What they had seen earlier was only the first. By now, they could no longer feel the presence of the Extinguishing Spirit Wind at all.

Gradually, the sky cleared, no longer filled with swirling sandstorms and chaos. It was as if they had entered a new world. The sky was a brilliant blue, untainted by a single cloud, like a canvas of pure sapphire, shining with a radiant glow.

It was so clear it resembled a sheet of blue paper, with a few thin clouds drifting lazily across it, as though the sunlight had melted them into the breeze.

Standing on the edge of the cliffs, they took in the grandeur of the spiritual energy flooding the world. Looking out into the distance, they were utterly speechless.

Beneath the sky, a vast, endless plain stretched as far as the eye could see—a boundless expanse of emerald green, like a colossal jade disc, serene and awe-inspiring.

The plain was a continuous stretch of grassland, with no hills to disrupt its calm, resembling a tranquil sea on a still day.

This was the true Heaven's End Plains, the frontier of Da Li, a paradise for spiritual beasts.

"Holy crap..." 

"Moo…"

Chen Xun and the big black ox exchanged a stunned glance. The scent of earth and spiritual herbs wafted in on the breeze, overwhelming them with its richness.

How many years had it been since they had seen greenery like this? It felt like a lifetime ago. They never imagined that the Heaven's End Plains would be so breathtaking.

Chen Xun's eyes lit up with excitement, and in one swift motion, he jumped onto the back of the big black ox, shouting, "Old Bull, let's go, woohoo!!!"

"Moo!!!"

The big black ox let out a roar of joy and charged forward. Wildflowers bloomed around them as they raced across the plains, their speed stirring a powerful wind that sent ripples through the endless sea of grass.

Chen Xun laughed heartily, lying back on the bull, watching the scenery rush past. Above them, massive flying spiritual beasts occasionally crossed the sky.

The big black ox, full of energy, raced through the plains, chomping on grass as it ran.

Chen Xun raised his hand, the power of the five elements swirling around his fingers as he felt the vast spiritual energy of the land. It was abundant, far beyond anything in their cultivation world.

He sighed deeply. Just the Heaven's End Plains alone was enough to show how strong Da Li was and how rich its cultivation resources were.

However, according to Huang Shao, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was still considered a powerful figure in Da Li, renowned in certain regions. Nascent Soul cultivators weren't weak just because they had come to Da Li.

But beyond the Nascent Soul realm, they knew little. The subject was rarely discussed, but one thing was certain—Da Li had even stronger cultivators.

With 360 provinces under its control, there were surely countless old monsters in hiding. The major powers openly controlled only about a third of the land, leaving the rest to smaller sects and hidden forces scattered throughout the provinces.

Chen Xun smiled, feeling at ease. He and the big black ox weren't here to compete for resources or topple sects—they could coexist without stirring trouble.

"Moo!" The big black ox came to a sudden stop, its gaze fixed on something in the distance.

"Hey, a Foundation Establishment spirit beast," Chen Xun said, his eyes gleaming. In the distance, two spiritual beasts were locked in fierce combat, brilliant lights flashing, dirt flying.

"Old Bull, looks like it's predator versus prey. Nature at work, haha."

"Moo~~~"

They watched the battle with great interest but didn't interfere.

*Roar!* 

*Roar!*

The two spirit beasts, sensing the humans watching from afar, quickly separated, still filled with fighting spirit. They growled at each other: *We'll settle this another time!* Then, both swiftly fled in opposite directions.

The big black ox snorted with laughter. The spirit beasts here were smarter than the reckless ones in the Southern Dipper Mountains.

Chen Xun leaned back, hands behind his head, and chuckled. "Let's go, Old Bull. If we see spirit beasts fighting, we'll just watch."

"Moo~~" The big black ox grinned, understanding its brother's mindset. Enjoying life meant taking pleasure in simple things like this.

For half a month, the big black ox ran across the plains without using any magic, reveling in the pure joy of freedom.

Chen Xun also ran beside it at times, completely uninhibited, enjoying the sense of liberation.

As they ventured deeper into the Heaven's End Plains, they occasionally spotted Golden Core-level spirit beasts roaming the area. There were plenty of spiritual herbs as well.

Yet Chen Xun and the big black ox never harvested the herbs or hunted the beasts. They didn't need to disrupt this peaceful and beautiful landscape.

Chapter 218: The Cowardly Flameglow Ancient Lion

As the evening sun cast its soft, serene glow across the Heaven's End Plains, a lone figure riding a big black ox leisurely made his way through the vast expanse. The rider wore a straw hat and carried a sketchpad, occasionally pausing to capture the scenery with swift strokes.

Along the way, some spiritual beasts briefly considered a surprise attack, but a sudden wave of terror gripped them. They immediately abandoned their plans, awkwardly grazing on the grass as if nothing had happened. Only after Chen Xun and the ox had passed did the beasts spit out the grass in confusion and pain—What were we thinking?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, a fierce chase erupted above. Two mid-stage Golden Core spiritual beasts were pursuing a massive, fearsome-looking early-stage Nascent Soul beast—the legendary Flameglow Ancient Lion!

Chen Xun and the ox blinked in surprise. They had heard tales of this beast, long extinct in Qian Country's cultivation world, and never imagined they'd see one here.

The lion's flesh was said to be a treasure for cultivators and spiritual beasts alike, known for boosting cultivation potential. It was a prized mention in ancient beast records.

But something seemed off. Isn't this a Nascent Soul-level beast? Why is it running from two Golden Core beasts?

A gust of wind swept across the plains as the Flameglow Ancient Lion fled. The lion was enormous, stretching over seven or eight zhang in length, its majestic form cloaked in dazzling flames with every step—a magnificent sight.

Roar!

The lion turned its head to roar ferociously, but its fierce expression quickly melted into one of panic. It just wanted to live a peaceful life—Why can't they just leave me alone?!

Due to the lion's nature, it had been hunted by both spiritual beasts and cultivators for ages.

Its past was tragic. Shortly after its birth, its entire clan had been wiped out. However, thanks to its timid nature, it survived disaster after disaster, wandering the Heaven's End Plains.

It had no desire for revenge—just survival. Childhood traumas affect both humans and spiritual beasts, and for this lion, survival was the only goal.

Unlike most spiritual beasts, the Flameglow Ancient Lion didn't hunt; it preferred pilfering from others. It had stolen many spiritual beasts' eggs and even mates. But after breaking through to the Golden Core stage, it had stopped these petty crimes. Now, at the Nascent Soul stage, its flesh had become even more valuable.

It avoided joining any spiritual beast tribes, always fleeing at the first sign of danger, earning it a poor reputation. With no tribe to protect it, it often found itself alone.

However, reaching the Nascent Soul stage brought some advantages. Its massive form and intimidating presence scared off many threats, and it even mingled with spiritual beast tribes as a guest. Whenever a crisis arose, it would put on a show of intimidation but would never actually fight, slipping away quietly afterward.

Roar!

The Flameglow Ancient Lion was fed up. Even a clay figurine has its limits! How long are they going to chase me?!

Red light flared as the lion unleashed its Nascent Soul aura. The two Golden Core beasts paused mid-air, suddenly realizing that the lion was indeed at the Nascent Soul stage.

Roar! Roar!

Shrill cries echoed as blood rained down. The two Golden Core beasts were left severely injured, while the Flameglow Ancient Lion, equally panicked, transformed into a streak of red light and fled.

Chen Xun and the ox stared, speechless. What kind of creature is this?!

Throughout their journey, they had seen many spiritual beasts fight, but never a Nascent Soul-level beast, and certainly not one as peculiar as this.

Intrigued, Chen Xun and the ox vanished from their spot, silently giving chase.

Half a day later, the Flameglow Ancient Lion found a remote area devoid of spiritual beasts and began digging a hole.

It enjoyed living underground—a tactic that had saved it countless times. Sky-dwelling beasts wouldn't be able to find it here.

The hole grew larger as the lion used its innate talents to conceal the entrance. It wanted to rest.

Having reached the Nascent Soul stage, it knew it was likely at its peak. No Flameglow Ancient Lion had ever broken through to the Deity Transformation stage; its bloodline talent was nearly exhausted.

Breathing a sigh of relief, the lion lay down, its eyes filled with hope. Maybe I can peacefully live out the rest of my 2,000-year lifespan here.

The Flameglow Ancient Lion's kind was known for their longevity—Nascent Soul-level lions could live up to 3,000 years, though few ever died of natural causes.

It had no interest in ruling tribes or fighting over resources. Simply staying alive was enough.

"Haha, Flameglow Lion, care for a chat?"

Roar?!

The Flameglow Ancient Lion's eyes shot open, and it leapt to its feet as clouds of dust billowed around it. Where did that voice come from?!

Before it, two blurry figures gradually appeared—a human and an ox!

It's over. I'm done for! The lion's once-proud face was now drenched in sweat. It snorted heavily, staring at the two small figures with no will to resist.

It had already begun controlling its Nascent Soul, ready to abandon its body. If it had to, it would offer its flesh to these two.

"Relax, we're not here to harm you," Chen Xun said with a grin. "Moo moo~~" the ox added, matching his smile.

As soon as they spoke, an overwhelming spiritual pressure filled the air. The power of the five elements locked onto the Flameglow Ancient Lion, suppressing its Nascent Soul completely.

The lion's legs gave out, and it trembled. Even though I was on guard, they subdued me so easily?!

Tears welled up as it lay helplessly on the ground. They suppress me and call themselves good people…

"E-Elder..." the Flameglow Ancient Lion stammered, speaking in a shaky voice. "I've never harmed humans or oxen. Please spare me—I'll be your guide!"

Its large eyes darted nervously. Maybe they're here to hunt in the plains. If I stay alive, I might have a chance to escape.

"Hmm, why don't you shrink a bit? It's tiring looking up at you," Chen Xun said, still smiling. "We're not here to kill you. We crossed paths—why not be friends?"

"Moo moo~~" the ox nodded, agreeing.

"Ah? That's wonderful!" The Flameglow Ancient Lion, eager to please, shrank down… until it was the size of a small dog.

Chen Xun and the ox exchanged baffled looks. They'd heard of spiritual beasts being able to control their size, but never this small!

"Elder, is this better?" the lion asked with a wagging tail. "I'll do anything, as long as I'm spared."

"Of course." "Moo~"

Chen Xun and the ox nodded in unison, and the five-element pressure dissipated.

"Thank you, elders!" The lion bowed in gratitude, but as Chen Xun and the ox prepared to speak, the lion's body flared with red light. Its Nascent Soul shot out, attempting to flee!

"Old ox, looks like this one prefers the hard way. Teach it a lesson!" "Moo moo~~!"

"Ah!!!"

The lion's face twisted in horror. An array?! They set a trap—there's nowhere to run!

"You're too inexperienced for these tricks. Old ox, let's give it a good beating!"

"Moo!!"

"Elders, I was wrong!!!~~~"

The cave echoed with pitiful cries and tremors. The ground cracked under the force of the struggle.

Chen Xun and the ox took turns thrashing the Flameglow Ancient Lion, who faked severe injury, even spitting out blood for effect.

Its body was incredibly tough, but it hoped that pretending to be injured would satisfy them.

An incense stick later, the lion lay limp in a large pit, eyes vacant, foam dripping from its mouth. It had been forced to shrink to the ox's size—easier to handle, they said. And it had complied.

Chen Xun and the ox exchanged puzzled glances. Why was this Nascent Soul beast so weak? We didn't even hit it that hard…

Chapter 219: We Are the Same, I Understand You

"What's the matter with you?"

"Esteemed Elders... such deep and profound power... I submit," the Flameglow Ancient Lion said, trembling. Tears welled in its eyes. "Elder, I have realized my mistake. Please, spare my life."

Its long tail was tightly tucked in—it was truly terrified now, too scared to entertain any other thoughts. It couldn't even fathom the level of cultivation this man and his bull companion had reached.

"Moo~~~" The black bull gave a hearty, honest smile, extending its hoof to pat the lion.

"Alright, stop pretending," Chen Xun said calmly.

"Moo?!"

The black bull was stunned. *This spirit beast was pretending?* It had almost believed the lion was genuinely cowed by their beating.

"Elder!!!"

The Flameglow Ancient Lion cried out in terror, kneeling with tears streaming down its face. "Please, I beg you, spare me!"

"When did we ever say we were going to kill you?"

"Moo?"

"Huh?"

The lion's heart skipped a beat, its eyes darting around nervously. Based on the stories circulating in the Heaven's End Plains, human cultivators were treacherous and not to be trusted. They likely wanted to use it as a mount, or perhaps for breeding, extracting its blood and bones—no good could come of it.

Many spirit beast bloodlines in the Heaven's End Plains had been wiped out by humans. The lion had seen too much and had a deep-seated distrust of them.

"We were just passing through and saw you being chased by some Golden Core beasts. It seemed interesting," Chen Xun said, laughing as he sat down on the ground. "What's the deal with you? How can a Nascent Soul beast be afraid of Golden Core ones?"

"Moo moo~" The black bull laughed along, squatting next to Chen Xun.

"Elder, what do you mean by this?"

"We just wanted to chat with you. It's that simple."

"Moo!"

Chen Xun and the black bull both appeared completely sincere. They had no hidden agenda—just a desire for conversation.

"This..." The Flameglow Ancient Lion forced an awkward smile. "The Golden Core beasts here all belong to tribes. I don't dare provoke them."

"But the Flameglow Ancient Lion tribe wasn't weak. Why are you afraid?" Chen Xun asked curiously.

"Elder... I've been wandering alone ever since I was born. My entire lineage was wiped out," the lion explained with a forced grin, trying to seem unaffected. "Even if I tried to join other tribes, I'd likely be driven away."

After shrinking its body, the lion shuffled a little to the side, instinctively distancing itself from them. Though a small, subtle movement, Chen Xun noticed immediately.

"You're a Nascent Soul cultivator now. What tribe wouldn't welcome you?"

"Moo moo!"

"It's not the same," the lion replied, slightly lifting its head in a show of pride. "They only care about my strength now, but I don't feel any sense of belonging to those tribes."

The Flameglow Ancient Lion finished speaking and gave a small toss of its head. "I've been fine on my own. I've never harmed any humans or bulls..."

It chuckled awkwardly, its eyes reflecting a quiet determination. Many spirit beasts had mocked and ridiculed it, but it didn't care. It wouldn't engage with them.

"Alright, I understand. I won't harm you," Chen Xun said, nodding.

"Haha, Elder, you are truly merciful," the lion said, once again putting on a flattering smile. "Elder, are you here in the Heaven's End Plains for some specific purpose? I know this area quite well."

It carefully observed Chen Xun's expression, hoping they weren't here to harm it. It just wanted to live out its life in peace.

"We're not here for anything like that," Chen Xun said dismissively, waving his hand. "You're way too paranoid."

"No one's ever just wanted to talk to you?" 

"Moo?" The black bull looked equally puzzled. This was the first time they had met a Nascent Soul-level creature so bad at making conversation.

The Flameglow Ancient Lion was taken aback. Its mind couldn't quite process what was happening. In this world, who would ever just chat without some ulterior motive? Especially Nascent Soul-level cultivators?

Chen Xun and the black bull lit a small fireball, illuminating the cave, which caused the lion to flinch yet again.

They began chatting, and gradually, the atmosphere relaxed.

As the conversation went on, Chen Xun and the black bull began to understand why the lion had grown so fearful. Its past had been filled with tragedy, and it had developed its cowardly nature through years of hardship. No wonder it was so cautious.

The lion's mood darkened as it recalled how it had witnessed its tribe being slaughtered. After enduring the mental tribulations of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, the memories had only grown sharper.

Many cultivators would become obsessed with such tragedies, but the Flameglow Ancient Lion had turned its despair into a simple, unwavering belief: to survive.

An hour passed.

"To tell you the truth, back when Old Bull and I lived in a small village, we nearly starved to death! All our food was stolen. Haha!" Chen Xun laughed heartily.

"Moo moo moo~~~"

"Huh? I never expected the Elder to have gone through such hardships," the lion said, genuinely surprised.

"Oh, definitely. We tried to reason with the thieves and got beaten up. Old Bull even had one of his horns broken off. We ended up living on wild vegetables—we didn't even have grass to eat."

"Moo moo!" The black bull snorted angrily, its eyes flashing with resentment. The memory still filled it with indignation.

The Flameglow Ancient Lion's eyes lit up as it listened. It could relate entirely—it had gone through similarly miserable experiences in its youth.

"Have you been living in the Heaven's End Plains the entire time?"

"Yes, Elder. The outside world is too dangerous. Making it to the Nascent Soul stage was already a miracle—I don't dare hope for anything beyond that," the lion admitted, shrinking slightly as fear crept into its voice. "Many spirit beasts who leave here never return. I've heard they become someone's mount."

"What do you plan to do now?" Chen Xun asked thoughtfully.

"I plan to live out my natural lifespan, of course!" The lion's voice rose in excitement, clearly passionate about this subject. "Elder, not many spirit beasts get to die of old age!"

As it spoke, the lion's words began to flow uncontrollably. It launched into a long monologue, detailing the origins of spirit beasts, the destruction of its tribe, and the dangers of the cultivation world. It poured everything out.

Chen Xun and the black bull listened with amusement, thoroughly entertained by the lion's animated storytelling.

By the time the lion finished, another hour had passed. It had been talking to itself for quite some time, as if it had not had a real conversation in ages, with no other spirit beasts willing to listen.

"Elders, I apologize if I talked too much. Please don't be offended," the lion said nervously, fearing that it had overstepped and irritated its powerful companions.

"No need to apologize. We enjoyed it," Chen Xun replied calmly, his demeanor serene. "We're not in any rush."

"Moo~~" The black bull nodded in agreement, clearly just as absorbed by the conversation.

The Flameglow Ancient Lion blinked in surprise. These two truly weren't pretending. They had been listening intently the whole time.

This was a strange feeling. The lion couldn't imagine what level of cultivation these two had reached, but they were clearly no ordinary beings.

"Lion."

"Elder?"

"Don't you want to see the world outside?"

"Elder, the outside world is nothing compared to the Heaven's End Plains! It's full of danger at every turn," the lion replied, shaking its head rapidly, as if the thought terrified it. "Da Li is home to so many high-level cultivators. To them, I'm just a valuable resource."

"That's not entirely true, Lion. You've just been wandering alone for too long," Chen Xun said with a knowing smile, reclining with his hands behind him. "We're more alike than you realize. I understand you."

Chapter 220: A Thousand Years of Solitude and Gloom

The black bull glanced at Chen Xun, then at the Flameglow Ancient Lion, blinking twice.

After hearing Chen Xun's words, the Flameglow Ancient Lion fell into silence. The firelight flickered softly around them, and its expression slowly grew calmer.

That night, gray clouds blanketed the plains, and a cold, bitter rain soaked the land. The lion remembered the night its entire tribe had fallen, their bodies strewn in pools of blood, with almost no survivors.

A thousand years of solitude and darkness rippled through its heart, spreading out in waves. These feelings had long since overwhelmed its desire for beauty or hope. All that remained was the primal instinct to survive.

It remembered how, as a cub, it had snuck out in the dead of night to eat the rotting corpses of the fallen, too ashamed to trouble any other tribe, no matter how much it suffered.

Its features twisted slightly, and with great difficulty, it slowly began to speak. "Eld—"

"Lion, why don't you come with us? Old Bull and I haven't seen much of the world either," Chen Xun interrupted, placing a hand on the black bull's back. "We're not ones for fighting, either. We just enjoy traveling and seeing new places. We wouldn't put you in danger."

"Elder, are you... asking to make me your mount?" The Flameglow Ancient Lion's heart sank, the last bit of hope fading away. Thinking it over, it realized it wasn't good for much besides being a mount or a meal.

Before Chen Xun could reply, the lion's eyes sharpened, its last sliver of sincerity vanishing. "Elder, if you wish, I wouldn't dare resist. I'd gladly serve as your mount."

It forced that same obsequious smile, which looked comically out of place on its otherwise majestic face.

"Lion," Chen Xun said calmly, "there's more to life than just transactions and self-interest between people, or between spiritual beasts and cultivators."

Chen Xun's tone was relaxed, as if he could see right through the lion's thoughts. "A Nascent Soul-stage mount? I could have as many of those as I want."

The lion shuddered at these words, sneaking a glance at Chen Xun and the black bull. They both looked completely at ease and carefree.

Taking a deep breath, the lion hesitantly asked, "Then, Elder, what is your intention?"

"A companion," Chen Xun replied, chuckling. "We've been cultivating for a thousand years, but you're the only fellow traveler we've come across. Haha."

Chapter 221: Dao Title: Xiao Chi

Aboard the flying boat, three figures of varying sizes stood at the stern, beneath the Crane Spirit Five-Element Tree.

The Flameglow Ancient Lion was filled with excitement, gazing at the clouds drifting by. It had never flown this high before. The higher they ascended, the stronger the flying spiritual beasts they encountered.

But after the initial thrill, a wave of fear washed over it. The vast expanse of the Heaven's End Plains below was becoming increasingly faint, and it was starting to wish it could return to the ground…

"Moo moo~" The black bull nudged the lion, snapping it out of its daze. A bead of cold sweat rolled down the lion's face as it shuddered, turning to look at the black bull.

"Lion, do you have a Dao title?" Chen Xun asked, leaning against the tree with a soft smile. He was cloaked in the shadow of the Crane Spirit Tree. "I thought Nascent Soul cultivators usually have some sort of Dao title."

"Elder, I've always lived in the Heaven's End Plains. I never needed a Dao title," the Flameglow Ancient Lion replied with an awkward grin. It had taken on the form of a Tibetan Mastiff, but with a strange, mystical air. A faint red mark ran down the middle of its forehead.

Its mane was a tangled mess, shaking with every movement, and combined with its somewhat sleazy expression, it gave off a "harmless, bumbling" appearance—despite its true power.

"You haven't been properly introduced yet. Old Bull, come over here."

"Moo~" The black bull took a few steps forward, rubbing against Chen Xun. Behind them, the Crane Spirit Five-Element Tree glowed faintly with soft light.

"I'm Chen Xun. From now on, call me Brother Xun. The black bull here is Ximen Heiniu. You can just call him Brother Ox," Chen Xun said with a hearty laugh, motioning behind him. "That over there is Xiao He, your future Brother He. It's not sentient yet, but it will be one day!"

"Moo moo~~" The black bull lifted its head proudly, feeling quite satisfied with its newfound seniority.

"Greetings, Brother Xun! Brother Ox! Brother He!" the Flameglow Ancient Lion exclaimed joyfully. It even ran a quick lap around them, bowing to each one in turn. This meant they had truly accepted it, not as a mere mount, but as a companion.

"I'll give you a name," Chen Xun said thoughtfully.

"Please, Brother Xun, bestow me with a name!" the lion replied eagerly.

Chapter 222: The Hidden History — What is 'Ancient'?

In the end, humans were satisfied, feeling they had found the answers they sought, while most of the spiritual beasts were driven to the Heaven's End Plains, where they were left to grow freely.

But this cruel chapter of history was something the humans did not want future generations to know. They began hunting the remaining spiritual beasts, aiming to erase that history entirely.

The Flameglow Ancient Lion's clan was among those that fell from grace, and even now, the humans have not stopped hunting them. Most hunters no longer know the original reason for the enmity, they only know to harvest the beasts for their blood and bones, refining them to strengthen their own cultivation.

Back then, the Flameglow Ancient Lions had produced three Nascent Soul cultivators and became dominant in their region, acting too boldly and drawing attention. This led to the mobilization of a large number of cultivators to exterminate them.

Today, humans and spirit beasts coexist peacefully in Da Li. Occasional hunts between them are seen as normal, but large-scale wars haven't happened for a long time. Memories of those times have been thoroughly erased.

Most of the spirit beast tribes that exist today are not the original ones but rather those that rose afterward, without any recollection of that bloodstained history.

The Flameglow Ancient Lion had wandered alone for so long because of this. It kept a low profile, never involving itself in disputes, and believed that, in such a vast world, it could always find a place to survive.

...

"Your enemies were the humans of Da Li," Chen Xun remarked, raising an eyebrow. "Xiao Chi, it sounds like your background is quite something. An ancient bloodline?"

"Brother Xun!!!" The Flameglow Ancient Lion fell to the ground, crying out in panic, cold sweat pouring down its body. "I burned off part of my mane long ago, severing my ties with the Flameglow Ancient Lion clan. I hold no desire for revenge!"

Now, it was without a clan or a faction, a complete wanderer. It had no interest in involving itself in any conflicts.

The black bull's body trembled with low chuckles. *No wonder Xiao Chi managed to reach the Nascent Soul stage in such a hostile environment,* it thought.

"This isn't your true form, is it? Even when we first met, it didn't seem right," Chen Xun mused.

"Moo?!"

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox, I swear, I didn't mean to deceive you," the Flameglow Ancient Lion said in a deep, booming voice. "I've never shown my true form to anyone, be it human or beast."

"You just happened to get caught by us this time, huh?"

"Moo~~" The black bull let out a long breath through its nose, its eyes gleaming with wisdom. *It seems like those secrets and experiences shaped this cautious personality, just like me and Brother Xun,* it realized, finally understanding Xiao Chi.

"Hehe, no worries. This isn't our true form either," Chen Xun added with a soft chuckle.

"Moo moo!"

Chen Xun and the black bull both smiled quietly. Their true forms were the result of undergoing Heavenly Tribulations, and in this world, they had learned to remain hidden.

"Roar!" The Flameglow Ancient Lion's eyes widened in disbelief. *They're just like me!* It finally felt like it had found its people.

It couldn't help but think back to their earlier conversations, realizing that everything they had shared with it was genuine.

Chen Xun looked down, flipping through the pages of his small notebook, starting to jot down some notes.

The black bull rested its head on Chen Xun's shoulder, peering at the notebook as well.

"It seems that the northern spirit beasts have some ties with Da Li," Chen Xun murmured, narrowing his eyes as he recalled the mountain he had seen before. "Back then, some of the spirit beasts must have fled, bringing along many of the Extinguishing Spirit Stones."

"Moo~" The black bull nodded. But how did they manage to bring those stones over without any special means back then?

The Flameglow Ancient Lion's wide eyes darted between them, a bit stunned. *Are these two from the other side of the Heaven's End Ravine?*

It turned to look outside at the terrifying speed of the flying boat, starting to understand that this might just be the case.

"Xiao Chi, are there any spirit beasts in Da Li that can suppress the Extinguishing Spirit Force?" Chen Xun asked.

"Brother Xun, I don't think I've ever heard of such a thing," the Flameglow Ancient Lion replied, shaking its head after a long pause. "Da Li exterminated too many ancient spirit beast tribes. Even if there were, they'd be impossible to find now."

Chen Xun sighed deeply, clicking his tongue. It wasn't just in Qian Country—Da Li was no different. The ruthless nature of the ruling powers exceeded his expectations.

He eyed the Flameglow Ancient Lion up and down, a glint of curiosity in his gaze. He had never heard of a spirit beast being able to shrink to such a small size before, and it had only just dawned on him.

With a strange expression, he asked, "Xiao Chi, are you not focused on cultivating your physical body?"

"Moo?!" The black bull's eyes widened as well. It had been too distracted by other things to ask.

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox... I focus on shapeshifting, mainly for concealment. It helps me avoid disasters," the Flameglow Ancient Lion explained, lowering its head. "I'm also quite good at stealing and escaping. It's a racial talent."

Many believed the Flameglow Ancient Lions' power of flame was a form of magic, but that wasn't quite the case.

"Brother Xun, my flame ability is actually a technique for manipulating divine sense. By cultivating it, I can strengthen my divine sense and break through more easily."

As it spoke, Xiao Chi felt a surge of regret. In all its previous escapes, it had never failed—until now. It still didn't know what kind of formation had trapped it, even blocking its flame-born Nascent Soul.

And based on the time it had been trapped, the formation hadn't taken long to set up. Xiao Chi still couldn't figure out who had created it.

"Moo~~"

The black bull snorted in amazement. Most of the spirit beasts in the Heaven's End Plains fought with their physical strength, using brute force in every encounter. It hadn't noticed any that cultivated their divine sense. Xiao Chi's clan must have faced a dire situation, leading them to develop their flame into a defensive technique.

*No wonder Xiao Chi is so unique,* it thought. *In order to survive, it had to focus on strengthening its divine sense.*

"Interesting," Chen Xun said, nodding thoughtfully as he remembered the descriptions he had read in the spirit beast compendiums. "But surely, you still retain the original talent of the Flameglow Ancient Lions, right? Xiao Chi, why don't you try using an Extinguishing Spirit Stone?"

The Flameglow Ancient Lion's natural strength lay in its physical body, but it seemed like Xiao Chi had mutated it, forging a different path.

If it weren't for the black bull's Five-Element Extinguishing Spirit Array, sealing Xiao Chi's Nascent Soul and preventing it from escaping, it might have gotten away.

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Xun produced a fist-sized Extinguishing Spirit Stone, which pulsed with faint, dark light.

"Brother Xun!!!" Xiao Chi let out a wail of despair and dropped to its knees. "I don't want to die! Brother Ox, please say something!"

"Moo?" The black bull placed a hand on Chen Xun's shoulder, looking confused. *What's Brother Xun doing with the Extinguishing Spirit Stone?*

"Don't worry. I'm just testing something. Xiao Chi, it won't hurt you," Chen Xun said calmly, flipping through his notebook. His gaze softened. "It might even help you improve your cultivation."

As soon as the Extinguishing Spirit Stone emitted a dark glow, scattered wisps of Extinguishing Spirit Wind drifted toward Xiao Chi, whose body went limp in terror, its eyes glazing over.

Suddenly, a glow of flame erupted around Xiao Chi, wrapping itself around the Extinguishing Spirit Wind and diluting it before suppressing it completely.

Chen Xun's eyes flashed with excitement. *As I thought. Xiao Chi's lineage is extraordinary, tied to the ancient past!*

The black bull and Xiao Chi exchanged confused looks. Neither of them understood what Chen Xun was getting at.

Xiao Chi furrowed its brow. *Was there a subtle shift in my divine sense just now? Could the flame ability of my clan have a hidden use I didn't know about?*

"Ancient beasts like the Flameglow Ancient Lions, the Ancient Immortal Gates, and the Ancient Cultivation Clans—they all seem to have mastered the power of the Extinguishing Spirit Wind," Chen Xun said, his voice low as he gazed downward. "There's only one answer. When the Flameglow Ancient Lions were driven out back then, they discovered this power and fled to the north. That's where the surviving spirit beasts must be."

As for how they escaped, it likely involved a teleportation array. They might have destroyed several of the large teleportation arrays that connected the two great cultivation worlds.

Chapter 223: The Opportunity to Break Through to Deity Transformation Stage

"Your race being hunted down is no coincidence. They want to wipe you out entirely..."

Chen Xun's voice carried a dark smile, with half of his face shrouded in shadow. "Xiao Chi, you're definitely marked for death. They've likely been watching you, just waiting for the right moment to collect their prize!"

"Ah!!! Brother Ox, save me!"

"Moo~~!"

Both the lion and the bull shuddered, their skin crawling as they stood up and hugged each other tightly. Chen Xun's eerie expression was terrifying; he couldn't possibly be a good person.

A massive cloud passed overhead, and the entire flying boat was bathed in light once more. Chen Xun's face returned to its usual bright smile.

"Breaking through the limits of divine sense could lead to rapid progression in cultivation?" Chen Xun raised an eyebrow, watching Xiao Chi's divine sense with his spiritual perception. "To reach Deity Transformation, one would need to primarily cultivate divine sense, right?"

The Extinguishing Spirit Stones they had could only strengthen the Extinguishing Spirit Force, not divine sense, as they lacked the innate qualities to do so.

"Exactly, Brother Xun. Back then, I had to use divine sense to materialize objects and steal things to survive. It's widely accepted among both humans and spiritual beasts that the easiest way to reach Deity Transformation is to push the limits of divine sense," Xiao Chi explained, his voice filled with knowledge passed down through his bloodline. "But the Heart Demon Tribulation becomes even more terrifying."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xun and the black bull grew more alert, realizing that the true danger of the Nascent Soul stage came with the Heart Tribulation, a trap designed to test one's limits of memory and resolve. The path of cultivation was truly filled with bloodshed, with countless souls lost along the way, and no shortcuts existed when it came to breaking through.

The black bull's eyes widened in surprise, fascinated by the newfound knowledge. Xiao Chi really did understand quite a bit.

"Hahahaha..."

Chen Xun suddenly burst into laughter. "I recall that we were only at the edge of the Heaven's End Plains, and the strongest creatures we saw were only Foundation Establishment beasts."

"Hehe, yes," Xiao Chi said with an awkward smile. "That area is where I wandered—there aren't many Nascent Soul beasts that have claimed territories there."

"It seems that your experiences and circumstances have led us to meet by destiny, not coincidence."

Chen Xun sat down cross-legged, his tone gentle like a spring breeze. "This is fate, inescapable. I follow my instincts, and Xiao Chi, I see great potential in you."

As he finished speaking, a transcendent aura slowly rose from Chen Xun's body, leaving Xiao Chi dumbfounded.

The black bull, still preparing incense burners to honor his elder brother, paused to gaze in awe at Chen Xun's aura.

"Moo?"

"Brother Xun?"

"Xiao Chi, how do you increase your cultivation?" Chen Xun asked seriously, knowing that spiritual beasts and humans cultivated differently. The black bull was an exception, after all. "Reaching the Nascent Soul stage isn't easy."

"Well..." Xiao Chi hesitated, his expression turning shifty. "Brother Xun, I steal spirit herbs sometimes, and occasionally I can absorb some spirit stones."

"Moo!" The black bull was overjoyed at hearing this. It was excellent at growing spirit herbs and even developing new strains.

Xiao Chi glanced at the black bull, confused by its strange look. He had indeed stolen from the homes of other spiritual beasts during their battles.

"Do you know the key to a successful heist in the cultivation world?" Chen Xun asked with a smug expression, his hands clasped behind his back as he explained, "Old Bull sets up the formation, I keep watch, Xiao Chi steals, and Xiao He steers the boat for a quick getaway!"

"Moo~~~"

"Roar~~~"

The Flameglow Ancient Lion was hit with a revelation. No wonder the formation was the black bull's handiwork. "Brother Xun, but isn't robbing others a bit risky? It could offend many cultivators."

"Of course. Such things require careful planning, no room for carelessness."

Chen Xun nodded approvingly, then gave the black bull a pat. "Old Bull, why don't you tell Xiao Chi about some of our past adventures?"

"Moo~~~!" The black bull snorted hot air with enthusiasm, eager to recount their stories.

Xiao Chi was momentarily stunned, unsure of what was happening.

The black bull then pulled Xiao Chi aside, opening his notebook to detail their adventures in the Eastern Kingdoms, sharing some of their experiences along the way.

Xiao Chi occasionally let out shocked roars, realizing that Brother Xun and Brother Ox truly were kindred spirits!

Buzz—

Buzz—

The giant boat swiftly cut through the sky, filled with lively chatter and laughter. The journey was marked with shared camaraderie and excitement.

"Xiao Chi, we're heading to Da Li."

"Moo!"

Chen Xun and the black bull stood up, their auras growing more solemn.

Xiao Chi instinctively took a few steps back, his mouth dry. "Brother Xun, Brother Ox, I know."

"You didn't mention your past experiences earlier, but if you regret coming along now… it's too late!"

"Moo?!"

"Ah?!"

"Hahaha…"

Chen Xun let out a wild laugh, amused by Xiao Chi's timid demeanor. "Don't worry, as long as we have food to eat, you won't go hungry. Let's explore this world together."

He and the black bull had cultivated for two thousand years, meeting countless people along the way. Encountering Xiao Chi was undoubtedly fate, and with their current power, they couldn't just stand by and watch it fall.

"Brother Xun, I really believe you now!"

"Moo?"

"Brother Ox, I can sense it. You both carry no malice or killing intent. You're not like those cultivators who only care about personal gain."

Xiao Chi took a deep breath, his emotions stirring. "Since I've boarded your flying boat, I, Xiao Chi, have no regrets!"

"Well said."

"Moo~~~"

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox, may I ask something?"

"Speak."

"Moo!"

"Nascent Soul spiritual beasts will never agree to be mounts. They have too much pride and would rather die."

Xiao Chi stepped closer, sweat beading on his forehead. "Brother Xun, when you said you could have as many as you wanted, that's an extremely dangerous statement. They would self-destruct."

"Hmm…" Chen Xun turned away, his hands behind his back as he gazed up at the sky with a profound expression. "Xiao Chi, you make a good point."

"Moo~~~" The black bull nodded, finding the reasoning quite sound. After all, many creatures in this world were unafraid of death, and strength alone didn't determine everything.

"Brother Xun, those Nascent Soul mounts are all raised from the Foundation Establishment stage. Only then will they truly be loyal."

Xiao Chi laughed awkwardly, truly worried that his two elder brothers might try to capture Nascent Soul mounts, which would be incredibly dangerous. "Brother Xun, I'm just reminding you. I mean no offense."

"Very well."

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox, I have one more thing to say."

Xiao Chi looked around at the flying boat, noting how far they had traveled from the Heaven's End Plains. "I still feel uneasy. Perhaps we should return to the Heaven's End—"

Before he could finish, Chen Xun grabbed him, shouting:

"Old Bull, hit him!"

"Moo moo!"

"Ah~~~!!!"

From the massive, faintly glowing flying boat echoed the sounds of a scuffle and wails of despair. The mystical tree on the boat seemed to shine a bit brighter.

Two years later.

The boat had crossed Da Li's frontier, not as distant from the Qian Country's cultivation world as they had thought.

Xiao Chi had grown fully accustomed to traveling with Chen Xun and the black bull, never straying far from them, terrified that they might change their minds and abandon him. By now, he knew he couldn't survive alone in the unfamiliar surroundings.

Chen Xun even made him a protective artifact from Thousand Thread Spirit Vine, allowing him to hide from divine sense detection. Xiao Chi had been so moved that he wept with gratitude. When he wore it, a red glow flashed, blending seamlessly into his fur.

Over the past two years, Chen Xun had kept an eye on Xiao Chi. Despite knowing that they had Extinguishing Spirit Stones and spirit herbs, Xiao Chi had never asked for anything. His character was solid—he wasn't greedy, and in many ways, he was like them.

Chapter 224: Brother Xun, Brother Ox… You're Meant for Great Things

Da Li, Fire Origin Province.

This province was home to countless volcanoes, and the fire-element spiritual energy in the air was abnormally dense. Numerous sects, both large and small, had claimed the underground fire veins, and many rogue cultivators roamed the land. Black markets were plentiful, and the rare Clear Soul Grass from across the provinces fetched high prices here.

Each major city in Fire Origin Province had teleportation arrays. Though costly, they saved significant time.

Fire Origin Province, Lu Tai City.

Outside the city, an old man hobbled along, leaning on a cane. His movements were slow, and he coughed occasionally. Every few steps, he had to stop and rest by the roadside.

He gazed toward the city with a soft sigh. On the towering city walls, dozens of feet tall, immortal cultivators stood guard, but the massive city gates were left unguarded. Crowds of cultivators and spiritual beasts flowed in and out freely.

As the old man looked on, his eyes dimmed. How he wished he had spiritual roots.

His attention was soon drawn to a peculiar sight: a man dressed in gray, slowly walking down the road with a black cow in tow. Beneath the cow's belly... was a red dog?

The man's gaze was sharp, his lips curved in a slight smile, and one hand rested on the cow's head. The cow let out a soft moo, its eyes calm and gentle, revealing nothing extraordinary. The red dog under its belly trembled, half-closing its eyes, silently praying: Don't see me, don't see me…

The trio made their way into the bustling city, where the residents' high standard of living was evident. The wide streets, large enough for five carriages to pass side by side, were filled with noise and activity.

Chen Xun wore a look of surprise. In Da Li, ordinary citizens and cultivators lived side by side, and while the common folk showed respect to powerful figures, there was no sense of awe. Cultivators, for their part, didn't lord their power over the people, and interactions seemed remarkably harmonious.

In Da Li, only a Golden Core cultivator could be called a "celestial being." Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators were seen as little more than stronger mortals.

Da Li had strict laws for cultivators: anyone disrupting the city's order or slaughtering innocents would be executed without question.

As they traveled, Chen Xun also noticed that the distinction between righteous and demonic paths was rather vague here. There were numerous sects and schools of thought, but evil cultivators were universally hunted and despised, no matter where they went.

Two hours later.

They sat huddled in a corner, watching the passersby, their thoughts connected through divine sense.

"Brother Ox, Xiao Chi, Da Li is enormous. We'll need to plan carefully," Chen Xun said calmly, his eyes lingering on a nearby steamed bun stall.

"Moo!"

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox, I'll follow your lead," Xiao Chi replied, nestled between Chen Xun and the black ox, his heart racing as if it might jump out of his chest.

"We came to Da Li for a few key reasons," Chen Xun continued, his gaze distant. "First, we need to learn the art of teleportation arrays. Then, the method to ascend to Deity Transformation stage. And finally, we must look into the Buddhist teachings of karma, as well as the Incantation of Rebirth and the Great Compassion Mantra."

"The most important thing, of course, is to go out to sea and fish, while also gathering information about the River of Heaven."

"Moo moo!" The black ox's eyes sparkled, nudging Chen Xun as the plan started to come together.

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox… you're planning something big," Xiao Chi exclaimed, his pupils shrinking as the realization hit him. He didn't fully understand, but he was in awe. "Little brother is deeply impressed."

At that moment, an ordinary passerby, shaking his head, tossed a few copper coins toward them. In this day and age, the man thought, these poor souls were still wearing patched-up hemp clothes. The gray-clad man even had shoes with several patches, a ragged straw hat slung over his back, and a farm ox and some strange red dog in tow. They were the very picture of beggars.

What the…?

Moo?!

Roar!

Chen Xun and the black ox were stunned, staring in disbelief as the passerby gave them a smile and strolled away, as if to say, "No need to thank me."

Chen Xun and the black ox exchanged bewildered looks, while Xiao Chi, unbothered, picked up the copper coins and wiped them clean, unfamiliar with their use.

"Hahaha..."

"Moo moo~~"

Chen Xun and the black ox laughed heartily, while Xiao Chi examined the coins, intrigued by the idea that they could be used to buy things.

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox, this might not be so bad after all," Xiao Chi said, his eyes widening as he seemingly stumbled upon a new idea. "What if we begged from those cultivators? They might give us spirit stones!"

"Moo!" The black ox immediately smacked Xiao Chi on the head. Does Brother Xun not care about his reputation?!

"Hehe, Brother Ox, I was just joking," Xiao Chi quickly retracted, lowering his head. But his eyes continued to dart around curiously, eager to explore the vast city for the first time.

Chen Xun, deep in thought, remained silent. The black ox glanced at him and decided not to disturb his thinking, instead joining Xiao Chi in watching the bustling street.

The citizens of Da Li walked with confidence, their attire refined and their demeanor poised. There was no sign of fear or subservience, and interactions between ordinary people and cultivators seemed effortless.

"Let's head to the teleportation array," Chen Xun said abruptly, standing up.

"Moo~"

"Brother Ox, wait for me!" Xiao Chi, a bit slow to react, quickly hid beneath the black ox's belly, nervous around the nearby cultivators.

As they made their way through the city, they spent several spirit stones gathering information. The teleportation array was located in the city center and connected to Fire Origin Province's capital, where a larger array could transport them to the various provinces.

Within the province, teleportation could be paid for with lower-grade spirit stones, but traveling between provinces required mid-grade spirit stones at a minimum.

At the center of Lu Tai City stood an ancient hall, surrounded by smaller towers where Foundation Establishment cultivators sat in meditation. A detection array ensured no unauthorized activity took place within the hall, which was forbidden to commoners. Only cultivators could pass, and any unauthorized intrusions were met with death—no explanation needed.

Chen Xun, the black ox, and Xiao Chi entered the hall, joining the many cultivators inside. Strange arrays were constantly in operation, with cultivators occasionally appearing and disappearing from the formations. Their eyes were cold, clearly bound for dangerous places like the Heaven's End Ravine.

Scanning the hall with his divine sense, Chen Xun noted the presence of two Golden Core cultivators guarding the area.

Based on the information they had gathered, the teleportation arrays in Fire Origin Province were monopolized by a faction known as the Lingxu Trading Company, an immensely powerful organization. However, no one could say exactly how large or influential it was.

"Let's go," Chen Xun said, leading the way toward a middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator near one of the many arrays. The hall housed over a dozen arrays, with plenty of space for everyone.

"Senior!" The middle-aged man's eyes sharpened, bowing respectfully. He couldn't discern Chen Xun and the black ox's cultivation levels, but he could sense that the red dog was at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Chapter 225: The Temple Without a Buddha Statue – Chan Yin Temple

"Heh, how much for the three of us to travel to Cangwu City?" asked Chen Xun, his tone casual.

"Six thousand lower-grade spirit stones," the middle-aged man replied without hesitation. He couldn't understand why the senior before him didn't use a spirit beast pouch, especially since the two beasts beside him didn't seem like large cargo-carrying animals. But he dared not question further and simply followed protocol.

Six thousand?!

Chen Xun and his companions inwardly flinched. Xiao Chi had no real concept of spirit stones, but even he could sense that this was an astronomical amount.

"Friend, could you lower it to four thousand?"

"Senior, I'm afraid this is the Lingxu Trading Company's set price. I have no authority to adjust it," the middle-aged man replied nervously, sweating at the unusual request. Who bargains over a teleportation fee? "Please don't make things difficult for me, Senior."

"Of course." Chen Xun frowned slightly and handed over the spirit stones to the man's storage ring.

"Please, step into the array, Senior," the man gestured, still slightly shaken.

"Alright."

Chen Xun nodded. The black ox gazed curiously at the teleportation array beneath its hooves, seemingly intrigued by the special materials required for it. Meanwhile, Xiao Chi was breaking out in a nervous sweat—was the array safe?

The middle-aged cultivator activated the array with a series of hand seals. In a flash of blinding light, the three figures disappeared.

…

Cangwu City, the largest city in Fire Origin Province, known throughout the region. It had birthed many powerful cultivators, and its streets echoed with the constant hum of bustling activity. The city hosted frequent grand auctions, and the lands surrounding it were filled with ancient secret realms, attracting adventurers from across Da Li.

The abundance of spiritual resources in Da Li allowed even low-tier cultivators to have a chance at ascension, and the pathways between different cultivation levels were never cut off.

Chen Xun and his companions didn't linger long. They had a plan and didn't want to waste time wandering aimlessly. After paying six hundred mid-grade spirit stones, they prepared to travel to Dinghui Province, one of the ten provinces governed by Buddhist sects.

The black ox's excitement was palpable, as its fur bristled with anticipation. Xiao Chi, on the other hand, was still confused and jittery—what exactly was Buddhism, and how was it different from cultivators?

Chen Xun felt a heaviness in his chest. Traveling was draining their spirit stones rapidly. Although spirit stones weren't everything, having none at all was disastrous.

As they stood within the teleportation array, they could feel a powerful spatial force pulling at them. The sensation of being torn from one place to another left them momentarily breathless as they exited Fire Origin Province.

In Dinghui Province, monks roamed the streets. Buddhism was widespread, and many homes had shrines to the Buddha. The mountains of the province were dotted with grand statues, and every so often, one would catch a glimpse of radiant Buddha-light blessing the land. Those who witnessed it were said to live in peace and joy.

Every year, both mortals and Buddhist cultivators made pilgrimages across the province, and it was common to see temples and shrines in both cities and remote areas.

Thus began their wandering. They visited temple after temple, making offerings to various Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, spending a considerable amount of spirit stones along the way.

Xiao Chi gradually grew more at ease. The monks they encountered were kind and lacked the lethal aura of other cultivators, though their words were often cryptic and difficult for Xiao Chi to grasp.

After a year of this, Chen Xun felt utterly exasperated. Despite their numerous offerings, the temples all revered different Buddhas, and his notebook was now filled with records of over a hundred variations. He found it hard to believe that Buddhism could be this fragmented.

It seemed like every temple in each city was competing to determine whose Buddha was more trustworthy or worthy of devotion. Even the local populace took part in this debate, leading to an unexpected form of doctrinal rivalry.

Even the great Nirvana Buddhist Sect, one of the most powerful sects in Da Li, couldn't impose order. They still claimed that their Buddha was the true progenitor of all Buddhas.

This resulted in what could only be described as a "battle of beliefs," where different Buddhist sects debated relentlessly. If a monk's faith in their path wavered, their cultivation might be crippled—a fate more terrifying than duels of magic.

Every hundred years, the ten provinces held a Grand Buddhist Debate. However, the outcomes were often tragic: many monks would lose their way and descend into madness, their cultivation paths forever blocked. Others would be quietly escorted away, their minds shattered.

The black ox had visited several temples, but rather than gaining clarity, it was left with more questions. The monks spoke in riddles and deep, philosophical terms, causing even the ox to start doubting its own beliefs.

Today, the sky was serene, with a soft breeze. Three figures walked along a small path outside the city, seemingly without any set destination.

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox, those monks sure eat well. They were feasting on Foundation Establishment-level beasts," Xiao Chi wagged his tail, thinking back on their temple visits. "Back when I was in the Foundation Establishment stage, I didn't even dare dream of such meals."

"Moo~" The black ox responded absentmindedly, its thoughts still consumed by its contemplation of karma.

Chen Xun, holding a stick, nudged Xiao Chi. "They're Buddhist cultivators, not mortals. They have ways to enhance their cultivation."

Xiao Chi flinched from the poke, scurrying to hide beneath the black ox once more.

"Brother Ox, what do you think?" Chen Xun asked.

"Moo~" The black ox shook its head. It still hadn't found the answers it was looking for.

"Let's just keep exploring. We've already made offerings to enough Buddhas, so they all ought to be looking out for us now," Chen Xun said with a smirk.

"Moo?!" The black ox nudged Chen Xun in surprise.

"Heh, don't you trust me, Brother Ox?"

"Moo~~~"

The black ox exhaled deeply, raising a hoof in thought. When put like that, it did make sense. Chen Xun was always the clever one.

They walked for two more days before arriving at the foot of a mountain. Beneath the pale sky, the mountains loomed black as iron, solemn and imposing.

On a scenic hill, they spotted a dilapidated temple—Chan Yin Temple.

However, it wasn't the state of disrepair that caught their attention. As Chen Xun spread out his divine sense, he realized that the temple had no Buddha statues and only housed a handful of individuals.

"Huh, interesting," Chen Xun muttered, raising an eyebrow. "The abbot is a Golden Core cultivator, yet he resides in such a remote place."

"Moo?" The black ox opened its divine sense as well. Indeed, the temple housed six individuals, and without exception, they were all Golden Core cultivators. But aside from the abbot, who wore a tattered robe, only one other person wore traditional monk's garb—a simple blue robe with a shaved head.

The other four were dressed casually, with one playing chess, another carrying water, and the rest meditating. They seemed relaxed and carefree.

"Brother Xun, Brother Ox, something's fishy here!" Xiao Chi exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with newfound wisdom. "This is far too strange. Little brother thinks this place is dangerous."

"Moo?" The black ox looked down at Xiao Chi, who was nestled beneath its belly, dead serious.

"Hmm, you've got a point," Chen Xun said, his gaze narrowing.

"Haha, see, Brother Xun agrees!" Xiao Chi grinned triumphantly. "I think we should head back to the Heaven's End Rav—"

"Brother Ox!!!"

Before Xiao Chi could finish, the black ox grabbed him by the scruff and hauled him out, despite his frantic struggles and protests.

"Brother Ox, any sign of an array?" Chen Xun asked, ignoring Xiao Chi's pleas.

"Moo~" The black ox shook its head, baring its teeth in a grin. It had already checked—there were no signs of any array. This wasn't some sinister temple.

The two of them continued discussing the situation, paying no attention to Xiao Chi, who was still wailing in protest.

After a moment, Chen Xun laughed. "Let's go have a look. Even if they're Golden Core cultivators, they're no threat to us."

"Moo~~" The black ox nodded, intrigued by the statue-less temple.

Xiao Chi, now slumped limply on the black ox's back, was terrified of Golden Core cultivators. What if they found out his true nature?

They leisurely made their way up the mountain, the path shrouded in mist. The white fog swirled with the wind, and the rugged stones and towering trees added to the serene atmosphere.

The scenery was breathtaking, filling them with a sense of tranquility.

Meanwhile, within the temple, the man playing chess paused, holding a black piece in his hand. His eyes twinkled with curiosity as he gazed down the mountain, though his expression remained calm, as gentle as the drifting clouds.

Chapter 226: Unity of Heart and Action is True Merit

At the halfway point of the mountain, the temple stood pristine and orderly. However, the faded yellow courtyard walls and the gray, ancient temple roof told of its age and history at a single glance.

The abbot, with long white brows and a flowing beard, exuded a gentle, compassionate aura. He stood silently at the temple entrance, hands pressed together in a gesture of greeting, his presence calm and dignified.

His gaze fell upon the three figures making their way up the mountain path.

"From where do the three benefactors come?" the abbot asked in a soft, resonant voice that traveled for miles without being jarring.

In an instant, Chen Xun and his companions stood before the temple.

"We come from lands far away, passing through these mountains. We have questions in our hearts and have come to seek answers. We hope not to trouble you," Chen Xun said calmly, meeting the abbot's eyes.

"Moo~" The black ox lowered its head slightly, giving a polite greeting.

Xiao Chi, however, remained hidden behind the black ox, his eyes darting around warily. He had already hidden the glow of his Flame Light beneath the ground, not trusting the tranquil scene before him. Unlike his two elder brothers, Xiao Chi had no faith in Buddhas or celestial beings, and he was ready to warn them of any deception or danger.

"Please, ask what you wish," the abbot replied serenely, not even attempting to probe their cultivation levels.

"Abbot, why does this temple not house any Buddha statues?" Chen Xun asked, frowning slightly as he glanced at the black ox, his tone seemingly righteous. "How are we supposed to make offerings if there's no Buddha to venerate?"

The black ox quickly nodded in agreement. Wherever they encountered a temple, they would offer a bit of incense money and record the Buddha's name in Chen Xun's little notebook. It was their routine.

Xiao Chi couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. He had long since realized how frugal Brother Xun could be during the past year, but for some reason, when it came to these temples, he spared no expense in donating spirit stones without a second thought. He had never heard his elder brothers discuss the reason behind this, nor had he dared to ask. However, he was certain they had their own reasons.

"Moo!" The black ox snorted heavily in agreement, believing wholeheartedly that his brother was always right. After all, they weren't lacking in spirit stones.

The abbot's eyes twinkled with understanding, and he responded gently, "Benefactor, in our temple, we do not worship external images of Buddhas. Here, we seek to cultivate merit and virtue through the unity of heart and action."

"Unity of heart and action?" Chen Xun repeated, intrigued, exchanging a glance with the black ox.

"Indeed," the abbot said, his expression warm and tranquil. "True merit does not come from external offerings or the worship of statues, but from the deeds one carries out with pure intention. When heart and action align with goodness, it is as if one is constantly in the presence of the Buddha."

Chen Xun remained silent for a moment, absorbing the words. The black ox blinked, somewhat perplexed, while Xiao Chi peeked out from his hiding spot, still unconvinced but curious nonetheless.

The abbot continued, "We do not ask for donations of wealth or incense here. Instead, we focus on cultivating our own inner worlds, helping others without attachment to rewards or recognition. That is the essence of our practice."

Chen Xun raised an eyebrow, impressed by the abbot's serene confidence. "Interesting... so, you're saying that offerings are unnecessary, and that what matters is the merit gained through one's actions?"

The abbot smiled kindly. "Precisely, benefactor. One can accumulate great merit not through material wealth, but by aligning their heart with their actions. It is this unity that brings one closer to enlightenment."

"Moo?" The black ox tilted his head, as if contemplating this new perspective.

Xiao Chi, still cautious, couldn't help but mutter, "Sounds nice, but what's the catch?"

The abbot chuckled softly, as though he had overheard Xiao Chi's thoughts. "There is no catch, little one. Only the journey of the heart."

Chen Xun, now intrigued by the abbot's words, nodded thoughtfully. "Perhaps this path of cultivating merit through heart and action is something worth considering."

"Moo~" The black ox snorted in agreement, still processing the concept.

As they stood in the courtyard of the ancient temple, surrounded by the peaceful atmosphere, a sense of calm began to settle over the group.

Chapter 227: If Not for My Jiang Clan, This Chan Yin Temple Would Have Fallen Apart

In all the temples they had visited, the monks had always preached about their own Buddhas, each claiming that everything belonged to them. This was the first time Chen Xun and his companions had encountered such an objective viewpoint.

Xiao Chi, still tilting his head in confusion, didn't fully understand. As far as he was concerned, doing what needed to be done was enough. If danger arose, he'd be the first to sound the alarm!

"The Five Great Ancient Sects of Da Li occupy Thunder Pool on Tianshan Mountain, primarily cultivating lightning techniques in an attempt to connect with the heavens and understand the mysteries of Dao," the abbot said. His robe billowed slightly, though there was no wind, and yet it appeared completely natural. "Those who cultivate the Dao cultivate themselves, their hearts, and ultimately, their merit."

"Does the abbot also have some understanding of the Daoist path?" Chen Xun asked, intrigued.

"I know only a little," the abbot replied with a soft smile. "But benefactor, as you are not a follower of Buddha, I won't delve too deeply into Buddhist teachings."

Chen Xun and the black ox sighed deeply, a hint of sorrow in their eyes. Perhaps it was only from such an objective perspective that they could believe a little more in the teachings they had heard.

"Abbot, would it be possible for us to stay at Chan Yin Temple for a while longer?" Chen Xun asked with newfound respect. "There are still many things that confuse me."

"Moo~~" The black ox swished its tail and looked pleadingly at the abbot. They needed some time to process these teachings, hoping to gain some enlightenment from them.

In their journey, they had come to realize that the true teachers of those who sought longevity might be among the common people. Every individual had something worth learning, and that was the essence of the journey.

"Benefactors, please stay as long as you wish. There are no restrictions at Chan Yin Temple," the abbot said with a gentle nod. Then, he turned slightly and called out, "Fan Wang."

"Master," came a voice from around the corner before the man appeared. Before anyone could see him, his voice filled the air.

A blue-robed monk soon emerged from a side hall. He was tall and broad-shouldered, his head shaven, and his expression somewhat wooden. He looked more like a martial monk than a regular one. The oddest thing about him, however, was the lantern he carried in broad daylight, its light illuminating nothing.

Xiao Chi crouched low to the ground, his fur bristling in unease. A mid-stage Golden Core monk addressing an early-stage Golden Core monk as "Master"? Something was definitely off.

"These three benefactors, Fan Wang, are my guests," the abbot said serenely.

"Greetings to the three benefactors," Fan Wang said, pressing one hand to his chest and bowing slightly.

"So, this is your eldest disciple, Abbot?" Chen Xun asked.

"Moo~~," the black ox greeted in its own way.

Xiao Chi kicked up some dust as his form of greeting, looking around warily.

"If the three benefactors have any lingering questions, you are welcome to come to the main hall. Here, we believe in destiny," the abbot said, a smile playing at his lips.

"We also believe in destiny," Chen Xun replied, his words carrying deeper meaning. "We'll try not to disturb your peace."

"Please, follow me," Fan Wang said, leading them further into the temple, still carrying his lantern. Though the temple was old and worn, it was large and spacious, clearly unused for some time.

As they walked, Chen Xun glanced around and asked, "Master Fan Wang, I noticed that other temples we've visited are full of incense and offerings. Why is Chan Yin Temple so desolate?"

"Moo?" The black ox shared the same curiosity, though he had refrained from asking earlier in front of the abbot.

Xiao Chi's eyes were almost narrowed to slits as he imagined a thousand potential dangers, but for now, nothing seemed amiss.

"Benefactor, you can simply call me Fan Wang. I dare not accept the title of 'Master,'" Fan Wang replied with his usual emotionless face. "My master does not believe that Buddha should be enshrined in temples, nor does he believe that Buddhists should confine themselves to chanting scriptures within temple walls, worshipping incense offerings."

Fan Wang's tone remained neutral as he continued, "Furthermore, my master finds it absurd that different Buddhist sects worship different Buddhas."

What the—

Chen Xun and the black ox were both taken aback. Such a radical, out-of-the-box belief could have easily gotten someone executed in the mortal world!

"I see," Chen Xun muttered with an awkward smile. "We'll find a spot in the mountains. No need to prepare a room for us."

Fan Wang nodded woodenly. "As you wish."

Just then, a tall and elegant young man strode toward them, his flowing robe and sharp brows making him look like a nobleman from an influential family. He laughed heartily and greeted them with a bow. "Jiang Zhaocheng greets you, fellow Daoists!"

Jiang? Chen Xun's brow arched slightly at the familiar surname. This man seemed very friendly and certainly didn't have the air of a Buddhist monk.

"Chen Xun," he replied, returning the bow. "A pleasure."

The black ox gave Jiang Zhaocheng a second glance. He was early Golden Core, but the confidence radiating from him suggested someone much more powerful, perhaps even a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Xiao Chi remained focused on scouting the surroundings, sticking close to the black ox, taking everything in with great caution.

"Brother Chen, to be accepted by my master means you're no ordinary person!" Jiang Zhaocheng said cheerfully. "If my master accepts you as a disciple, you'll be the sixth in our order—our Sixth Junior Brother!"

"Jiang, you may have misunderstood…" Chen Xun began.

"Ah?"

"We're merely guests, staying for a time thanks to the abbot's generosity. We are not here to study Buddhism," Chen Xun explained with a smile. "We don't have the right aptitude for it."

"Many paths lead to the same destination, whether Buddhist or Daoist. We're all seekers of immortality, and I—" Jiang Zhaocheng began again, but was cut off by Fan Wang.

"Second Senior Brother, these three benefactors are guests of our master. Please, do not bother them too much," Fan Wang said, stepping in. "If it's meant to be, the Buddha will see them. There's no need to push."

Jiang Zhaocheng rolled his eyes at Fan Wang, grumbling to himself. **Buddha? What Buddha? There is no Buddha in this temple!**

With a polite bow, Chen Xun and his companions took their leave and headed toward a nearby forest, choosing to camp under the shelter of some tall spirit trees.

As they departed, Jiang Zhaocheng craned his neck, watching them go with great interest.

"Second Senior Brother!" a large, rotund figure waddled over, panting heavily. "Fifth Junior Brother ate all of the spirit beasts we were raising!"

"What?! Say that again, Ma Xiao!"

Ma Xiao's expression crumbled as he cried, "Second Senior Brother, all of our stock is gone—eaten!"

"This is outrageous!" Jiang Zhaocheng fumed. "Do you know how many spirit stones I spent on those beasts? They were supposed to give birth soon!"

Fan Wang allowed a small smile to tug at the corner of his mouth before disappearing with his lantern.

"Second Senior Brother, the whole temple is counting on you!" Ma Xiao wailed, collapsing onto the ground, his chubby face turning red as he wept.

"You didn't eat them too, did you?"

"No! No, I tried to stop him!" Ma Xiao protested, his sweat now pouring down as his tears dried up.

"Good. Then neither you nor Fifth Junior Brother will be eating for the next month!" Jiang Zhaocheng declared.

"Second Senior Brother, please, no!"

Jiang Zhaocheng simply laughed, enjoying the game. **Without the support from my Jiang Clan, this temple would have fallen apart ages ago.**

Back in the nearby forest, the wind howled through the trees, their leaves rustling in the cool breeze. A merit ledger floated silently in the air, as Chen Xun and the black ox sat beneath the spirit trees, entering a deep meditative state.

Xiao Chi, meanwhile, dug himself a small burrow in the ground, still vigilantly monitoring the area.

In a small lakeside courtyard within the temple, a green-robed man sat playing Go by himself. There was no opponent on the other side of the board, yet his gaze grew deeper as he pondered each move.