CHAPTER 285: CHAPTER 285: IT ALL CAME TOGETHER!

"Little Immortal?!"

Old Li thought he was seeing things, rubbed his eyes, and realized it was really him. Excitedly, he rushed forward, grabbed Jiang Yuan’s hand, and stammered, "Little Immortal, that Zheng Lang is a big fraud! He promised to teach me the Divine Skill, but he, he ran away!"

Ran away?

Before Jiang Yuan could ask, a vision suddenly appeared in his mind—a village soldier rode swiftly on a quiet, deserted road at night. Suddenly, the horse was startled and threw him off, trampled him alive to death with its hooves!

"Forget about the Divine Skill for now. You lack the talent and opportunity for cultivation, even if you learn it, it would harm your Yin Virtue and even reduce your lifespan." Jiang Yuan didn’t want to waste words but since his passive prophetic vision skill activated, persuading him could save a life and accumulate virtue.

So he patiently advised, "If you need to ride a horse at night past the Hongchun Building in the coming days, by all means, refuse. Otherwise, calamity will surely befall you, and not even an Immortal could save you."

"Ah? Me?" Old Li was stunned. As expected, he’s the Little Immortal! How else would he know I was about to ride at night past the Hongchun Building to meet someone?

"When did Zheng Lang run away?"

"Just, just the second day after you taught the Divine Skill. He agreed to take me to you, and he was supposed to fulfill his promise to teach me the skill. But... that old thing tricked me. I trusted him and went home, and the more I thought about it, the more something felt off. Early the next morning, I came to find him, only to discover the place was empty with nothing left behind!"

Wan Mingchuan was listening, utterly confused, looking at him. Jiang Yuan had to briefly explain, "Your mother’s relic is in Zheng Lang’s hands. I traded with him by teaching him the Paperman and Paper Horse Skill. He must have been worried about being targeted, so he fled overnight."

"Then let’s go up the mountain and take a look." He was deeply moved by his master’s willingness to teach a cultivation technique to help him trace his lineage, feeling even more determined to bring back the Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique for the master!

Jiang Yuan nodded and transported him to Wangting Mountain.

"Little Immortal? Little Immortal, don’t leave!" Old Li watched the two vanish as quickly as they had come, feeling an even stronger desire to pursue immortality and longevity.

Dammit, Zheng Lang, the old thing, ran away after getting benefits!

He exchanged for an opportunity to cultivate for just a hairpin, what can I exchange?

When Old Li decided to listen to the Little Immortal’s advice and abandoned the night meeting, he heard news of someone being thrown off and injured on that road by a frightened horse. His fervent desire for the Divine Skill peaked.

That’s cultivation!

To meet the Little Immortal and speak twice as a mortal, isn’t that a great opportunity? He must seize the chance of cultivation given by heaven! Must seize it!

Just like Zheng Lang, the old thing, stubborn and determined, he succeeded by not letting go of the opportunity!

Then, in a fit of envy and excitement, Old Li made a bold decision—since the Divine Bird likes the Little Immortal, if he could find the Little Immortal with the Divine Bird and present it, he would surely be taught the Secret Technique!

Jiang Yuan, of course, didn’t know that a brief encounter could cause a chain reaction. As he ascended Wangting Mountain with his apprentice, the setting sun painted the countless peaks golden, making the name "Mingchuan" become an embodiment at that moment.

"Grandfather really knows how to name. Indeed, it’s a land of bright mountains and rivers." Wan Mingchuan teared up with emotion.

The place where his mother perished and her Tao dissipated had long changed. He held the Phoenix Cloud Hairpin, thoughts surging.

"It’s a bit late today; soon the wilderness will descend. Rushing to the Lin Family now would be hasty. Besides, you’ve just successfully established your Foundation. Stay home tonight and have Xiao Bai and the others guide you to consolidate well. Tomorrow morning, we’ll accompany you to visit the Lin Family, okay?"

"Okay, I’ll do whatever Master says!"

"Then let’s go home, it’s time for dinner. I’ll make roast duck for you!"

This meal tasted especially delicious to Wan Mingchuan. The wiser he thought his decision, the more excited he became, especially when he imagined Master’s shocked expression when he returned with the Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique, he couldn’t help but tremble slightly with excitement.

"Xiao Chuanzi, you don’t have to be afraid." Bai Yunqi could sense his intense emotions, thinking it was anxiety, so he comforted, "Tomorrow, Brother Dragon will take the lead for you. We are all your strongest support!"

He nodded and resisted the urge to reveal the plan. Turning to Jiang Yuan, he sincerely asked, "Master, I’m leaving our home tomorrow. I have some questions I can’t hold back any longer. Can you tell me... when we first met, could you really not see anything?"

This question puzzled not only Wan Mingchuan but also Yun Mo for a long time. Hearing this, Yun Mo turned with a gossip-filled expression.

Jiang Yuan never expected this issue to be brought up again. He hesitated, thinking about how to explain.

"It’s the seal, right?" Bai Yunqi, thinking he had grasped a secret, was slightly smug, "When I first met the Venerable Family, I mistakenly thought you had poor eyesight. Later, I realized that wasn’t the case. Besides the seal loosening, there’s no other explanation."

Jiang Yuan was taken aback, a genius!

I couldn’t think of such a grand explanation!

In truth, he was just used to reading at lightning speed, ignoring the "big screen," and his eyes no longer mistakenly focused on it.

"Seal?!" Wan Mingchuan was shocked, "Master, who sealed you? Then... when we first encountered the rat spirit on Lushan, was it because of the seal that you didn’t act?"

Ever since moving into the courtyard and realizing how powerful the Master was, he couldn’t understand why he didn’t directly eliminate the rat spirits on the mines initially. Why wait until the Ice-winged Eagle fought the rat spirits, escaping in a rush like normal people?

To be able to remedy it like this, Jiang Yuan threw a grateful glance at Xiao Bai.

The other party thought the Venerable Family was applauding his accurate guess, getting more and more complacent, "Since even vision is sealed, naturally there was no combat method then. Xiao Chuanzi, remember this, the path of cultivation is winding and arduous. With opportunities come immense dangers.

This point must be learned from the Venerable Family. Until thoroughly prepared, always restrain brilliance, and learn to keep a low profile. A true man can both advance and retreat, can be both soft and firm, and must never act on a momentary impulse, putting himself in a desperate situation."

Sighing softly as he said this.

Preaching principles is easy, but living by them is very hard.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have ended up in such a situation. Fortunately, by absorbing the lesson and acting docile temporarily, he was able to submit to the Venerable Family. In the future...

Bai Yunqi’s thoughts surged. The more he thought about having to return to his main body and be devoured after painstaking cultivation, the stronger his sense of reluctance became.

Why should the avatar be suppressed by the Origin?

Why couldn’t the avatar usurp the Origin, allowing himself to become the main body?

He thought inwardly and secretly glanced at Jiang Yuan, wondering if the Venerable Family’s path of merging avatars had any cultivation techniques that would allow him to remain forever and turn the main body into a subsidiary?

"Hehe..." Jiang Yuan chuckled softly, neither admitting nor denying, ambiguously saying, "Everyone has their little secrets."

Just as Senior Bai guessed!

Yun Mo instantly realized. Recalling when he first met the gentleman, indeed, he had noticed Eagle Twenty-One’s mischief and even warned him about it, but didn’t act to help. Perhaps the seal had not yet loosened, and the kind-hearted gentleman was powerless.

It’s a pity about Eagle Fifty-Third and the others, who knows what became of them after hurriedly teleporting away, how they’re doing now.

A sumptuous dinner and some casual conversation surprisingly smoothed over all the "lies." In high spirits, Jiang Yuan pushed open the Alchemy Room door, took out the finally refined Antitoxic Pill, ready to explore Spiders Valley for thousand-year spider silk!