Xiuxian: I use magnetic fields to prove my truth

Chapter 372 The First Saint
Enraged, Master Jin Guang ordered Liu Wen to be carried back to her cell.

The once stunning and alluring beauty has now almost lost her human form.

After the cell supervisor left, the cell became deathly silent.

Liu Wen regained consciousness slightly from her near-death state. She stared blankly at the dark cell for a while, and finally slowly remembered her situation and the torture she had suffered in the past few days.

The effects of that torture still linger in her body, making her not want to live another moment.

As a cultivator close to the Golden Core stage, even though she was extremely weak, she still retained the ability to commit suicide.

But she couldn't commit suicide.

In order to maintain their uniqueness and avoid being assimilated by the environment of Middle-earth, the Flowing Clan established many precepts.

One of them is that you cannot commit suicide.

The entire Liu tribe should dedicate their lives to the cause of returning home.

Liu Wen was also one of the creators of this rule, and she cannot violate the rules she herself set.

In this moment of utter despair and utter hopelessness, Liu Wen let go of all worldly concerns, leaving only that one thought deep within the hearts of all the Liu clan members.

The image of that person flashed through her mind.

Time has quietly altered that person's influence in her memory, transforming him into a vague yet radiant presence that she finds difficult to look directly at.

At that moment, she remembered the last things he had told them.

Devotion.

This thing is said to be able to lead them to West Antarctica.

It was something that countless members of the wandering tribe had been searching for for over a decade, but to no avail.

Liu Wen suddenly felt like crying. Overwhelmed with grievance, she murmured to the void, "The one whom all the Liu people have been waiting for, what exactly is piety? Please tell me, I can't wait any longer..."

“Piety is actually a kind of cognition, recognizing that he is a deity, and then respecting him as a deity.”

A crisp voice rang in Liu Wen's ear, abruptly waking her from the depths of unconsciousness.

She strained to look in the direction the sound came from and discovered that there were other people in her cell.

She was a young-looking girl with bright and affectionate eyes, which made her instantly like her.

Liu Wen asked, "What were you saying just now?"

The girl said, "I'm talking about piety."

Liu Wen asked, "Who are you, and who told you that this is piety?"

The girl smiled and said, "My name is Wang Miaoyun. They said my behavior was suspicious and suspected that I was a member of the Liu tribe, so they threw me into prison. Actually, I am not a member of the Liu tribe, but I do have a lot of connections with you."

Liu Wen had no time to care about Wang Miaoyun's identity; she hurriedly asked, "Who told you about your piety?"

Wang Miaoyun said, "No one told me; I realized it myself."

“I have devoted all my spiritual practice time to tracing the footsteps of an existence. I have tried to reconstruct its overall image through the bits and pieces I have searched for, but I have failed in the end.”

“None of the reasonable speculations can be applied to him.”

"He is an irrational being."

“I tried to follow the path he once walked, hoping to get closer to his heart, but in the end I found that his heart is beyond human reach.”

"He possesses very human qualities, yet deep within his heart, there always seems to be a pair of cold, indifferent eyes that keep him outside the realm of humanity."

Then one day, I suddenly realized the truth.

"He was born divine, so no human standard can reconstruct his whole being, because you cannot reconstruct his divine elements."

"When I came to this conclusion, a sense of awe arose within me."

“I think this is piety.”

Liu Wen was stunned. She felt a sublime emotion resonating within her.

The words spoken by the girl named Wang Miaoyun seemed to flow from her heart, representing things she had vaguely sensed before but had never clearly realized.

Yes, that's piety!

To treat him not as a person, but as a deity to be revered, is to be a deity.

Haven't they already done that?
After more than a decade of wandering, all the nomads regarded West Pole as their dream paradise and him as their savior who would ultimately decide their fate.

If they hadn't already worshipped him as a god, why would they place such great hopes on him?

That's the answer.

The answer, which was originally buried deep in the hearts of all the Liu people, has only been found today.

Liu Wen was moved to tears.

Just then, she suddenly felt a gaze fall on her.

There was no one else in the cell except for a girl named Wang Miaoyun, but she could clearly feel a pair of gentle yet solemn eyes watching her.

Those eyes seemed to be right in front of her, yet also seemed to be thousands of miles away.

She recognized those eyes—the eyes she had longed for for over a decade.

……

Two Boundary Mountains.

Zhou Qing crawled through the hole in the barrier and entered the territory of Zhongzhou.

He hoped to find Wang Miaoyun and bring her back.

Suddenly, he felt a pang of fear, as if something sacred was happening within him.

Zhou Qing understood what had happened in an instant.

He sat cross-legged on the spot and entered the state of Daoist mind.

He saw a dazzling golden thread, traversing distant space, connecting to him.

With a light touch of his hand, Zhou Qing traversed tens of thousands of miles.

He saw a murky, dark cell with a person on the verge of death inside, and Wang Miaoyun sitting next to him.

Zhou Qing didn't have time to check on Wang Miaoyun's condition; he focused all his attention on the dying human figure.

He recognized Liu Wen. In fact, he didn't need to identify her at all. Through a sincere connection, Liu Wen's heart was completely open to him, and he could see into her heart without any flaws.

Zhou Qing saw the inhuman torture she suffered, but also her perseverance.

He hoped she would survive.

Suddenly, a powerful vitality surged from his body, and the spiritual energy in his dantian naturally transformed into a powerful life force without the need for the secret technique of bringing withered trees back to life.

These vital energies, traveling hundreds of thousands of miles through a path of devotion, descended directly into Liu Wen's body.

Liu Wen felt herself enveloped by a warm gaze.

Just a gentle gaze brings her boundless vitality.

Liu Wen's injuries are healing rapidly. Her bones are being repaired, and her body is becoming as compact and delicate as before. She has once again become the radiant fairy she once was.

There was a touch of the sacred in her eyes.

She no longer searches around; she can now feel that gaze upon her at all times.

That gaze gave her boundless confidence.

(End of this chapter)