Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant Chapter 2459: 222: Empowerment

Capítulo 2459: Chapter 222: Empowerment

Outside Miaojue Temple on Mount Xumi.

As he watched the temple doors gradually shut and felt that final pang of sorrow from the complete break between his mind and Kong Zen, Wang Ba experienced a wave of mixed feelings. But quickly, he shook off this tangled mood and shifted his attention to Heavenly Monarch Chao standing nearby:

“What are your next steps, Master Chao?”

Heavenly Monarch Chao cast a glance at Miaojue Temple, his eyes filled with intricate sentiments. From inside came the ongoing chants of Buddhist scriptures, laced with a subtle air of grief and gravity.

He gave a faint shake of his head and replied:

“After Tianyin reaches Nirvana, I intend to venture beyond the realms and start reconstructing the Canlong Realm. I might require your support at that time.”

Wang Ba showed a touch of surprise:

“So soon?”

The danger posed by the Supreme True Buddha remained unresolved, making the reconstruction of the Canlong Realm at this juncture appear rather premature.

Heavenly Monarch Chao affirmed with a nod, his gaze fixed on Miaojue Temple as if pondering Buddha Lord Tianyin’s fate, a trace of powerlessness in his eyes:

“Tianshang Buddha Lord possesses immense might; Tianyin’s protections are peerless, and True Man Gai’s Sword Dao stands unrivaled, but despite all that, they still fall short against him. I’ve lost all faith… Instead, I’ll focus on restoring the Canlong Realm and honor my duty. Whatever follows will be left to destiny. You carry my legacy, and the Canlong Realm’s heritage lives on through you. Should the Canlong Realm’s lineage endure successfully, it would bring solace to the ancient sages of the Canlong Realm. If it fails… then so be it, as fate wills.”

These words left Wang Ba quiet for a moment, after which he nodded and responded:

“Master Chao, just give the word. If Taiyi can lend a hand, I’ll spare no effort to support you.”

At that instant, the usually quiet True Man Gai interjected:

“Fellow Daoist Chao, our realms were once like siblings. For the revival of the Canlong Realm, the Cloud Sky Realm stands ready to help. Whatever you require, simply ask.”

Hearing this, Heavenly Monarch Chao didn’t hesitate, offering a nod:

“Truth be told, I could use some aid. The early stages of building the Canlong Realm are feasible, but there’s a shortage of hands.”

A thought sparked in Wang Ba’s mind, bringing to memory a certain world, and he suggested:

“I’ll organize for some young lads and maidens to come to this realm. They can help Master Chao in spreading the supreme techniques of the Canlong Realm and aid in establishing arrays to ward off any scheming intruders.”

Heavenly Monarch Chao’s face lit up with appreciation upon hearing this:

“That’s splendid.”

True Man Gai also grinned at the idea and added:

“I’ll supply some high-quality elixirs to swiftly train a batch of followers for the Canlong Realm. Oh, and remember the thing you’re nurturing in our Cloud Sky Realm.”

Heavenly Monarch Chao chuckled and said:

“As if I could overlook it? I still owe Fellow Daoist Gai thanks for your thoughtful attention.”

True Man Gai gave a mild smile, then clasped his hands and declared:

“You both stay put. I’ll head back to the Cloud Sky Realm first to sort out affairs, mainly since Liaochan is on the verge of breaking through and needs vigilant oversight.”

Envy flickered across Heavenly Monarch Chao’s features at this, and he offered congratulations:

“With Martial Nephew Bai advancing, Fellow Daoist can rise without concern. My best wishes ahead of time.”

The Canlong Realm had vanished; even if reborn, its roots were severed. Meanwhile, the Cloud Sky Realm boasted successors—how could this not stir deep feelings in him?

He glanced toward Wang Ba, a pang of regret stirring within.

Were Wang Ba truly rootless, he could wholly commit him to carrying forward the Canlong Realm’s heritage. Yet Wang Ba’s own path prevented him from fully embracing the role of a Canlong Realm figure, leaving Heavenly Monarch Chao to sigh inwardly.

Then, Heavenly Monarch Chao clasped his hands and said:

“Fellow Daoist Gai, proceed as you must. With nothing more pressing, I’ll linger here to guard over Tianyin…”

Wang Ba joined in the well-wishes:

“In that case, here’s to Taoist Brother Bai’s triumphant breakthrough.”

True Man Gai offered a subtle smile:

“I’ll be sure to pass along your good thoughts.”

With those words, he morphed into a streak of sword-light and soared rapidly into the heavens.

Heavenly Monarch Chao’s eyes returned to Miaojue Temple, his face betraying the weight pressing on his soul. He turned to Wang Ba and inquired:

“Did you bring up the idea of accessing Duanhai Cliff with them?”

Wang Ba confirmed with a nod:

“I held nothing back, yet True Man Gai turned it down, and Buddha Lord Tianyin refused as well.”

Heavenly Monarch Chao shook his head and remarked:

“Duanhai Cliff’s presence touches the destiny of the four major realms. True Man Gai forever places the Cloud Sky Realm’s welfare first, so why would he consent to your proposal? Tianyin held a slim chance, but alas, she faces the same impasse…”

A gentle sigh escaped him, and he shook his head once more, saying:

“In the grand scheme of things, what endures the onslaught of ages? Certainly not in the Third Realm Sea. Regarding the Second Realm Sea, I suspect it falls short of our hopes. Why else would the immortals from the Second Realm Sea retreat to the Third Realm Sea to begin with?”

Wang Ba nodded in agreement at this:

“People always dream about the mysteries beyond, but who can say if the realm of ascension is truly a haven? I share Master Chao’s perspective; the Second Realm Sea might not offer the tranquility we imagine.”

Memories flooded back of his early days stepping into the Cultivation World.

Initially, in the East Saint Sect, he believed switching alliances would launch him toward the heavens and unbound freedom, only to tumble into the Tianmen Cult.

During his time in the Tianmen Cult, he figured even wandering as a Rogue Cultivator beat slaving away like a beast there, yet as a Rogue Cultivator, perils abounded, and he teetered on the brink of survival each day.

Back then, he imagined that aligning with a mighty sect would grant him serene cultivation, but even in the Wanxiang Sect, absent the daily knife-edge threats, larger disasters loomed, stability forever elusive.

In those days, he blamed his ill fortune for the endless troubles. Now, looking back, it was simply the natural course. As long as one dwells in this world, trials await that others might evade their whole lives.