The Long Journey to Immortality

Ci Daoren said, “Fairy Han, please wait. I have a better way.”

Chapter 937 The Secret Techniques of the Compassionate Taoist

Ci Daoren said, “Fairy Han, please wait. I have a better way.”

Han Lu stopped herself from speaking, looked at Ci Daoren, and asked, "Ci Daoren, do you have any good ideas?"

Han Lu sought opinions from Ci Daoren and Xiao Ran, mainly because she wanted to hear Ci Daoren's thoughts.

After all, in Han Lu's view, Ci Daoren must have dealt with many similar matters while traveling around the Dayu Dynasty, and must have some unique insights.

If Xiao Ran's answer hadn't been so agreeable to Han Lu, she would definitely have asked a few more questions.

However, now that Ci Daoren has spoken up, it saves Han Lu the need to open her mouth again.

Ci Daoren said, "When will this cycle of revenge end? Although the details of this matter are clear, both sides have made some mistakes."

"It's not exactly a muddled account, but there's no way to clearly say who's right and who's wrong."

Xiao Ran was somewhat displeased with these words. He tried his best to retort in a calm tone, "Fellow Daoist Ci, there is another saying, 'An eye for an eye.'"

“That’s right, that’s right,” Ci Daoren said, unwilling to argue with Xiao Ran on this issue. “However, I think it’s a bit much to handle this matter the way Fellow Daoist Xiao did.”

"I have a good idea that can resolve this matter satisfactorily without leaving any hidden dangers, but I still need Fairy Han's cooperation and assistance."

“No problem,” Han Lu agreed immediately, still unaware of what Ci Daoren wanted her to do. She then asked, “But what exactly is the method?”

Ci Daoren stopped keeping people in suspense, "In the years I've traveled through the Great Yu Dynasty, although my cultivation hasn't improved much, I've come to understand a secret technique through my experiences with various human relationships."

"With this secret technique, this matter can be resolved properly."

Hearing Ci Daoren's words, Mo Zhehan was quite surprised, "Ci Daoren, you actually created a secret technique? What is its purpose?"

There were quite a few outstanding cultivators that day, ranging from Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul Realm. Mo Zhehan could name at least thirty or forty cultivators whose talents were comparable to his own.

However, there are very few cultivators in the modern era who can create their own secret techniques or cultivation methods. Even Mo Zhehan has only heard of three such cultivators.

Cidaoren was the third one.

"It's not some particularly powerful secret technique," Ci Daoren said modestly. "It was just something I came to understand by chance one day while doing good deeds."

"I named it Compassion. The main purpose of this secret technique is to influence cultivators, remove evil thoughts from their hearts, and guide them towards goodness."

"It is subject to many restrictions and has no offensive power, unlike the secret techniques and cultivation methods created by other fellow Daoists."

Han Lu roughly understood what Ci Daoren meant. "Fellow Daoist Ci, do you intend to use this secret technique on these two cultivators in my pocket?"

“Indeed,” said Ci Daoren, “but my cultivation is still shallow, and it would be quite difficult for me to successfully cast spells on these two mid-stage Golden Core cultivators.”

"But if there were a cultivator like Fairy Han, who is skilled in illusion, to assist me in opening their sea of ​​consciousness and confusing their minds."

"There is a 90% chance that I will be able to successfully execute this secret technique."

“If they fail again, then these two will be…” Ci Daoren paused, then found a better word, “…lacking good fortune, they should have perished here according to fate.”

Even Xiao Ran nodded repeatedly in agreement with this approach after hearing Ci Daoren's description.

Han Lu and Mo Zhehan wanted to broaden their horizons and see if Ci Daoren's "independently developed" secret technique was as miraculous as he claimed.

Seeing that no one objected and agreed with his decision, Ci Daoren continued, "Then let's proceed according to plan."

Han Lu nodded and said, "Okay, let's go down first."

After saying that, Han Lu took the lead in flying downwards, and the other three followed.

After landing, the four Golden Core cultivators spontaneously split into two groups.

Mo Zhehan and Xiao Ran went to help Ci Daoren's disciples heal their injuries, and also temporarily restrained the disciples from Fan Hua and Qing Xuan, awaiting their fate.

Meanwhile, Ci Daoren and Han Lu began preparing their so-called "compassionate" secret technique to settle this feud in a miraculous way.

Activating her cultivation technique, Han Lu took advantage of the fact that the two Golden Core cultivators were still trapped in her pocket and used some techniques that she rarely used in her daily life.

Han Lu casually plucked a feather from her phoenix feather robe, silently recited the incantation, and activated it as if it were a magical artifact.

After the feather emitted light, she quickly stuffed it into her pocket with her hand.

In just three breaths, the feather turned into powder in the pocket, filling the entire space.

Although the two cultivators inside the pocket subconsciously held their breath, they were helpless against the ubiquitous powder.

Having just escaped the illusion, they fell into Han Lu's new trick.

When Han Lu dumped them out of her pocket like trash, the two Golden Core cultivators were still immersed in the environment Han Lu had just casually created for them, sitting back to back on the ground, completely powerless to resist.

Seeing this, Ci Daoren was about to take action when a Foundation Establishment disciple from both the Fan Hua and Qing Xuan sects cried out anxiously, "Don't kill my master!"

Hearing this, Han Lue felt it necessary to explain, "Don't worry, I'll just use some tricks to return your master to you in perfect condition."

"Master Ci, let's begin." Han Lu looked at Master Ci.

Ci Daoren nodded slightly, removed the white pearl crown from his head, held his left hand in front of him, squinted his eyes, and muttered incantations.

Han Lu kept a close eye on Ci Daoren's every move.

As the secret technique was performed, a light green light shimmered at the tip of Ci Daoren's left middle finger. This light radiated outwards, giving Han Lu and the other cultivators present a feeling of "tranquility" and "relaxation".

In less than ten breaths after the secret technique was used, the green light changed from spreading outwards to converging, shining directly at the two Golden Core cultivators who were in a state of undefended consciousness.

Green light surged into the consciousness of the two Golden Core cultivators, transforming it into a vibrant new world.

The secret technique lasted for a full hundred breaths from beginning to end.

When Cidaoren opened his eyes again, his eyes showed exhaustion, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Han Lu put the two Golden Core cultivators back into her pocket for the time being, and then asked, "Fellow Daoist Ci, how is the situation?"

Ci Daoren's face lit up with joy, and he said, "It was very successful. The secret technique should have removed the evil thoughts from the hearts of these two fellow Daoists. I think that after they wake up, they will no longer hold a grudge against Fellow Daoist Xiao."

"Very well," Han Lu said, also pleased that one less bloodshed had occurred. "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Ci."

Ci Daoren took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, his voice slightly weak, "It's a small matter. I'll leave the rest of the time to Fairy Han."

"No problem."

Han Lu took over everything from then on.

Under her command, all of their people temporarily boarded Mo Zhehan's Ark artifact.

Once everyone was ready to leave, she waved her hand to release the restraints on the disciples of the Fan Hua and Qing Xuan sects, and then sent the two Golden Core cultivators, who had been tormented for a long time and were still unconscious, back to their side.

Han Lu said, "This matter is settled. These two cultivators will wake up in three days. At that time, you should go back to living your lives with your masters and elders. Don't keep fighting and killing on your minds."

After saying that, Han Lu flew back to the Ark.

Mo Zhehan has temporarily changed from a "ride-hailing driver" to a "bus driver".

The previously empty ark was now filled with nearly twenty cultivators, and continued flying eastward at a slightly slower pace than before.

Chapter 938 Farewell

Ten cultivators suddenly surged onto Mo Zhehan's ark, making the ark, which normally carries a maximum of four people, feel somewhat crowded.

However, since all the Foundation Establishment cultivators were disciples of Cidaoren, under his command and coordination, order was temporarily restored within the ark in a short while.

Everyone gathered in the hall for the time being to make a final summary of the battle.

Although this sudden battle ended in victory for Cidaoren's side, they suffered greater losses.

During the battle, two of Cidaoren's disciples were killed, while the opponent only had one.

When everyone gathered on the ark and were in a safe environment, a somber atmosphere permeated the ark.

Ci Daoren had just accepted her two years ago. However, the female disciple, who was only at the third level of Qi Refining, couldn't hold back her tears and covered her face.

With a sob in her voice, she said, "It's all my fault. I haven't been serious about my cultivation and have dragged everyone down."

"If I improve my cultivation level further, then Senior Brother Guan won't have died protecting me."

"It's all my fault..."

While there's some truth to that, no one would blame the girl who's only thirteen at this point.

The other cultivators, even Han Lu, were affected by the crying and lost their smiles.

Life and death separations are rare in the Central Plains, but they are not uncommon in the Great Yu Dynasty.

Although Ci Daoren's disciples enjoyed a few years of peace under his protection, they were all former rogue cultivators and pitiful figures in the cultivation world. They were somewhat prepared for such things and had even faced them directly.

Apart from the youngest disciple who was crying, most of the others just looked worried.

Even Fu Chou, the disciple who has followed Ci Daoren the longest, looked worried and secretly blamed himself.

Standing to the side, Xiao Ran, the Golden Core cultivator who had fought alongside Ci Daoren, wished he could slap himself twice.

Ultimately, the whole affair started because of him. Although he didn't kill the person, the blame should still fall on him.

Upon hearing this, Master Cidao stepped forward and gently embraced his youngest disciple, whispering words of comfort in her ear.

When comforting people, Ci Daoren didn't preach any grand principles; he simply described the cruelty of the cultivation world while using some calming techniques and supernatural powers.

A moment later, Ci Daoren's young disciple stopped crying and fell asleep wearily in Ci Daoren's arms.

Although the battle just now did not last long, because her cultivation was too shallow, even with the protection of her senior brother, she had exhausted all her strength in the battle, and the spiritual energy in her spiritual meridians had long been used up.

Excessive sadness triggered the body's protective mechanisms.

Falling into a deep sleep now is indeed a good way to heal oneself.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, are there any empty rooms in the Ark?" Ci Daoren asked softly.

Mo Zhehan immediately nodded and simultaneously used his magic weapon to allocate one of the remaining two empty rooms to Ci Daoren.

Ci Dao Ren used his magical artifacts to keep his young apprentice suspended in mid-air, and led him into an empty room to rest.

When Ci Daoren returned to the hall, Han Lu inquired about his plans for the future.

"Master Cidao, what are your plans next?"

It wasn't that Han Lu wanted to drive people away, but rather that she knew very well that Ci Daoren, who had been leading his disciples to do good deeds and practice asceticism throughout Dayu Dynasty, would not stay on Mo Zhehan's Ark for long.

Ci Daoren looked around at his disciples, who were still injured, and after a moment of contemplation, said, "I would like to ask Fairy Han and Fellow Daoist Mo to give me and my disciples a ride away from Tongzhou Prefecture."

"Placing us in a city outside Tongzhou Prefecture would be sufficient."