I have Taoism and can understand other worlds

Chapter 612 Plot
Jiang Wen examined the earthenware pot, not quite understanding what it was. However, he could sense a mysterious connection between it and himself. He put it into his storage bag and then looked at the owner.

"Where did you get this?" Jiang Wen asked the owner curiously. The earthenware jar was clearly a relic from the Tai Cang era. How did the people from the Fallen Immortal Land find it? Moreover, judging from the inscription on the jar, it belonged to the era of the Tai Cang Heavenly King.

It is truly remarkable that such ancient items have been preserved.

Upon hearing this, the owner shrugged at Jiang Wen: "I don't know where this thing comes from either. It's just something passed down from my ancestors, nothing special. I thought it would be a hassle to keep it at home, so I brought it out to exchange for some medicinal herbs. To be honest, many people have seen this jar, but no one would exchange it. If it weren't for your presence today, I would have been planning to take it home and leave it there."

"Your ancestors? Tell me, which clan or tribe are you from?" Jiang Wen looked the cargo owner up and down.

“I am a descendant of the Luo people,” the merchant said. “I still have some goods left; I wonder if you would still like them?”

"Let's take a look." Jiang Wen didn't ask any more questions, knowing the owner wouldn't know much. Getting this clue about the Luo people was already a gain.

The vendor brought out some more items, but Jiang Wen looked at them and found nothing of value. After some searching, he exchanged half a foot of immortal grass for an old jade pendant.

The jade pendant was old and looked somewhat broken. Yan Ming thought it wasn't worth the price, but Jiang Wen thought it was quite nice.

Because this jade pendant seems to be something he gave to an old friend.

The two climbed the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Treasures again, but found nothing of value even at the very top. They finally decided to return, not intending to stay in that area for long.

Returning along the same route, once outside the area, one can see the setting sun in the distance.

The land blessed by the gods has the sun, moon, and four seasons, but the great sun there is not the great sun that Jiang Wen knows.

Yanming said it was a ferocious beast imprisoned in the Land of Divine Blessing, seemingly sealed in the heavens by some great power. Every certain time, the beast would fly up from the ground.

Jiang Wen squinted at the setting sun, and in the dim light, a huge three-legged firebird was spreading its wings and flying. Countless thin chains tightly bound the firebird, preventing it from breaking free.

Could it be... the Golden Crow? Jiang Wen wondered to himself.

He didn't delve any further into these matters, since the Golden Crow was a divine beast that he couldn't currently come into contact with.

Even if he were to reach the realm of a sage, he would be nothing more than an ant before such a divine beast.

Back in the Rock People's territory, Liang Yuan had already woken up.

She was helping Yanming's mother push the millstone in the yard, grinding the coarse rice into powder. Compared to Yanming's mother, who was over three meters tall, Liang Yuan, who was only about 1.6 meters tall, looked incredibly petite. But the two-zhang-long millstone was pushed as fast as a feather in her hands.

This left Rock Mother, who was standing nearby, utterly astonished, her face showing a mixture of joy and fear.

Most of the Rock People are ordinary people, but their physical size gives them greater strength than other races. Combined with their naturally occurring rock-like skin, they possess formidable combat prowess.

However, compared to cultivators, even the strongest ordinary rock people can hardly match their strength.

For Liang Yuan, let alone this giant millstone several meters in size, she could lift even a mountain peak a hundred meters in size.

Having become a Dao Palace cultivator, overturning rivers and seas, moving mountains and breaking rivers is merely a matter of a gesture.

As the millstone spun rapidly, the woman saw Jiang Wen walk in. She smiled at him, her eyes filled with gratitude.

"Brother Jiang, you're back," Liang Yuan called out in a deliberately coquettish tone.

Jiang Wen nodded in agreement, while Yan Ming exclaimed, "Brother Jiang! What kind of tribe are you from? Your sister is so strong! I get tired after pushing that millstone for a long time, but your sister can push it so fast! It's truly amazing! I'm afraid only the elite warriors of the tribe can compare to her."

"Ahem, your sister is naturally strong, nothing to brag about." Jiang Wen coughed lightly, glossing over the matter.

After all, every race has its own secrets, and the Rock People are no exception.

Although surprised by Liang Yuan's strength, Yan Ming wisely refrained from asking further questions. It was impossible for the two of them to dare venture into the Fallen Immortal Land without some skill.

The various clans of Baixi all revere the strong, and the elders in the Cangtian Tower are all strong, which is why they are able to maintain the stability of the capital.

After chatting with Yan Ming's family for a few minutes, Jiang Wen pulled Liang Yuan back to their residence.

With the protective array in place, no sound could be heard from inside the house from the outside.

The two sat on the stone couch, their eyes meeting. Jiang Wen's expression was calm: "You have already entered the Dao Palace realm, what are your plans?"

"...I am so fortunate to have reached the Dao Palace realm this time, thanks to Brother Jiang's help. If it weren't for Brother Jiang helping me dispel my inner demons and resolve my obsessions, I'm afraid I would never have been able to reach this Dao Palace realm in my entire life," Liang Yuan said sincerely, her gentle eyes filled with even more affection.

"Overcoming your inner demons depends on yourself; I only helped a little," Jiang Wen said, shaking his head. He didn't want to take too much credit. After all, he had also come to understand the woman's past through Liang Yuan's inner demons.

"Are you... are you still blaming yourself?" Jiang Wen asked softly. "I think your parents were powerless back then too."

"I've let it go." Liang Yuan smiled with relief, taking a jade ring off her neck and placing it in her palm.

“I used to think I had gotten through those tough times, but after experiencing this inner demon, I realized that I had never truly moved on. Those memories are buried deep in my heart, and they always resurface in the most dangerous moments.”

Liang Yuan spoke slowly, revealing her past to Jiang Wen. It was a past that no one knew, a secret she thought she would never tell.

Her story is simple: she had a happy family from a young age. Her father was a pharmacist, and her mother was the youngest daughter of a scholar. The couple loved each other dearly and doted on her. Until one night, her father was called out for emergency treatment, and her mother went with him.

But she waited until the candle burned out, and her parents never returned. The night was dark and the wind was strong. She was terrified and prayed silently for their return.

But in the end, she was met with malice from her relatives.

Her aunt wanted her to marry her mentally challenged son, so she took her home and raised her. Every day she was either beaten or scolded. Her relatives were all after her money, even the village chief was no exception.

Finally, she found a chance to escape and wandered alone in the outside world, encountering many terrible things and almost being kidnapped by bandits. If it weren't for her master appearing and saving her, she might have died long ago.

“My master is dead, and I must avenge him no matter what. Even if it means being shattered to pieces,” Liang Yuan said through gritted teeth. “Langhuan Academy is my master’s concern; I cannot entrust it to that kind of person.”

"If you just want to rebuild Langhuan Academy and take revenge, I can help you," Jiang Wen said slowly, looking at Liang Yuan.

(End of this chapter)