The Eternal Calamity of the Heaven-shading

Chapter 232 The Donkey Pulling the Millstone
“All supernatural powers and techniques, in essence, must return to the realm of the Dao. As long as one grasps the Dao, and then derives the corresponding techniques, what is there to be surprised about?” Chen Wu said calmly.

The Heaven-Severing Technique is the supreme treasured technique of the Heaven-Severing Sect. The so-called "Heaven-Severing" refers to the act of seizing the essence of heaven and earth, seizing a sacred land, and seizing the fortune of all living beings...

To get to the root of the problem and return to the essence is to seize a glimmer of hope.

The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and one is hidden away. This hidden one is the sliver of life that must be captured.

"I do not believe!"

At this moment, although the witch was horrified, she still did not hesitate to use this supreme technique in the hope of fighting for a way out.

However, she did not know that Chen Wu had also comprehended the true meaning of "Intercepting Heaven" and had even gone further to create the Intercepting Heaven Sword.

Regardless of the vast difference in their strength, even if they were at the same level, she would still be easily suppressed.

"Don't get agitated, I'm not a bad person, I just want you to do me a small favor." Chen Wu sighed softly.

As he spoke, his figure grew larger and larger in the witch's eyes until it became eternal.

……

After a few hours,
The main streets of the ancient city are still bustling with activity, and pedestrians come and go in a lively manner.

However, no one noticed that two figures suddenly appeared out of nowhere on a street corner, walking side by side.

The woman's figure was graceful and her curves undulated, like a delicate fairy flower swaying in the breeze, beautiful and moving; the man wore a strange mask, and was heroic and majestic, ethereal and otherworldly.

"You bastard, could you really be a reclusive ancestor of the Intercepting Heaven Sect? You were acting perfectly normal before, but now you're wearing a mask again, as if you're afraid of being recognized?" The witch gritted her teeth and said hatefully.

Upon hearing this, Chen Wu smiled and said, "So, if I admit it, would you, as the current Holy Maiden, perform the etiquette of a junior disciple?"

"You think you can do it?!"

The witch rolled her eyes at him and muttered under her breath, "If it's not the Jietian Sect, then it must be an old monster from the Jietian Path. No, I have to send a message to the sect leader and have him investigate thoroughly."

The Jietian Dao is a lineage of immortality, possessing the legacy of true immortals. The Jietian Sect in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces and the Jietian Pavilion in the lower realm are both branches of it.

From pavilion to religion, from religion to Tao, the meaning is self-evident and explains everything.

"Alright, this is your own choice, it's not like I'm taking advantage of you." Chen Wu said seriously, "The reason I chose you is twofold: first, you're talented enough to save me a lot of trouble; second, you're quite interesting. In short, cherish this opportunity, many people would love to have it but can't get it."

"Humph!"

The witch glanced at him sideways, clearly displeased.

"It's all that glutton's and that little thief's fault. Otherwise, how could I have fallen into your hands?"

It goes without saying who this resentment is directed at.

At least Chen Wu knew in his heart that although he seemed to be talking about Shi Hao, he was actually blaming him.

However, since Shi Hao had been mentioned, he casually brought it up, saying, "Your previous feeling was correct. I came here with Shi Hao, and he is currently in this city."

"Ah! It really is that little thief. I helped him so much before, even gave him the Holy Maiden, and he actually turned around and tricked me."

Upon hearing this, the witch instantly went berserk, wishing she could grab Shi Hao and give him a good beating.

Of course, this was just said in anger; if a fight really broke out, it's hard to say who would beat whom.

Chen Wu ignored her and let her vent her dissatisfaction.

In fact, the two had just signed an "equal" agreement, the details of which are not convenient to discuss.

In Chen Wu's view, it was quite fair. He needed a research subject and a container to conceal his own traces for the time being; while the witch could gain many benefits from him, which would greatly benefit her future cultivation.

As for the witch's thoughts, that wasn't Chen Wu's focus; after all, she had agreed to it voluntarily.

"So, you're here for the pure-blooded Qilin too?"

After venting for a while, the witch finally regained her composure and immediately began planning her next move.

"Kirin?"

“That’s right. Recently, strange phenomena have been occurring frequently, sometimes in the mountains and sometimes underground. Many people have seen a small white Qilin reflected in the sky, appearing in the void. As long as you are willing to take action, it will definitely not be able to escape.”

Upon hearing the witch's words, Chen Wu seemed to remember something and looked towards a certain void outside the city.

"You haven't already discovered the Qilin, have you?"

The witch noticed his actions and looked over as well, but unfortunately found nothing.

"Ok!"

Chen Wu nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the witch blinked her beautiful eyes, scanning him up and down. "You're truly monstrous. Are you perhaps a Supreme Being? If you possess such power, who could possibly surpass you?" Hearing this, Chen Wu turned and stared intently at her, his gaze incredibly profound.

"I'm here to find my own path, not to blindly seize so-called opportunities, understand?"

At this moment, the witch, who was always sharp-tongued and unwilling to suffer losses, suddenly fell silent. The tips of her ears turned blush uncontrollably, and even the black hair hanging over her shoulders seemed to gain weight.

In her panic, she heard Chen Wu teasing her again, "So, from now on, whatever the operation, you'll be in charge. Just don't forget to protect me."

"Why don't you die!"

The witch was so angry that she danced wildly and spewed smoke from her seven orifices.

……

Two days later, another strange phenomenon appeared outside the ancient city.

In the distant mountains, auspicious light rose, and a small white Qilin flew across the sky, lifelike.

Many cultivators went crazy and rushed over, including Shi Hao, who had just arrived here.

When he saw the little Qilin, he was shocked and stood there stunned. It was clearly the same one he had seen when he dreamed of returning to the ancient world. There was no mistake.

Then, a voice rang in his mind, childish and sweet, saying, "Why do you look so familiar?"

"We just met not long ago. You didn't die, you survived?" Shi Hao's voice trembled slightly.

“Nonsense, I have only just awakened from an endless slumber, how could I have seen you before?” said the little Qilin.

"In the dream of ancient times, we met in the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea, where you were being held in the arms of a young girl."

"What? It was you! You... you're actually in this life!" the little Qilin exclaimed in surprise.

It suddenly burst into tears, heartbroken, and began to lament: "She fell asleep and will never wake up again. I have been waiting for her, but after endless years, she disappeared and never came to find me again."

Some things always happen so suddenly, catching people off guard.

Shi Hao did not expect to encounter the little Qilin so soon. For him, only a few months had passed, but the other party had lived through countless years.

At that moment, upon hearing the little Qilin's mournful cries, his eyes welled up with tears, and he felt a deep sorrow in his heart.

"Come with me. The borderlands are about to descend into chaos. I'll take you to kill the enemy and avenge them."

"No, I will continue to wait until the day she appears."

“I also wish she would come back, but she will never appear again,” Shi Hao said, his voice calm, but his heart was clearly not so calm.

"No, I believe she will come back, and she will come back to find me." The little Qilin shouted firmly, tears welling in its eyes, filled with emotion.

"You're still young, you'll grow up sooner or later, so accept reality as soon as possible."

"No, I'm perfectly clear-headed, and I believe she will definitely come back."

"Why?" Shi Hao asked in surprise, though he didn't believe it.

The little Qilin whispered, "Even you can dream of returning to the ancient immortal realm, so why can't she reappear in the mortal world?"

Shi Hao fell silent. He was able to return because the two peerless powerhouses, the Immortal King of No End and the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation, intervened and reversed the river of time, allowing him to travel in that lifetime.

Yes, why can't others replicate this?
In an instant, Shi Hao thought of Wei Yangke, that mysterious young man who had traveled back to the ancient world with him and witnessed everything.

Theories presented by the other party, such as reincarnation, similar flowers, and changing ships, are thought-provoking and insightful.

If that Tao and its laws are taken to their extreme, perhaps some kind of miracle can truly be achieved.

"How did you survive?" Shi Hao asked the little Qilin again, wanting to know why it hadn't perished.

"Someone tore through space and teleported me away. They were incredibly powerful, managing to break through countless obstacles and bury me in a pile of immortal matter. After slumbering for countless ages, I finally awoke. Time could not take my life," the little Qilin replied.

This answer surprised Shi Hao, who immediately thought of Wei Yangke again.

"Who is He?"

"I don't remember clearly, but she was very young and terrifying."

As he spoke, the little Qilin gradually fell into deep thought.

A moment later, it suddenly cried out, "I remember now, He, He..."

"What's wrong with Him?" Shi Hao couldn't help but ask.

"He has come."

(End of this chapter)