Chapter 337: Traveling The Mundane World, Experiencing The Seven Emotions And Six Desires

Entering the Eastern Continent, Tian Yongheng slowed down his speed, landing on the ground as he looked forward, millions upon millions of miles entering his vision without even using Divine Sense.

Slowly, his vision redacted, all the way until he could only see his surroundings and barely make out a few things from hundreds of meters away, similar to an ordinary human.

The supreme cultivation base within his being slowed down operating, as if he possessed no cultivation at all.

Right now, all his abilities and divinity as a Half Immortal had been sealed by him; he could unseal them with a thought, so there was no danger.

Yet...

He still felt a bit unaccustomed to his now mortal form.

The thought processing speed, comprehension ability, deduction ability, and countless other things had been downgraded to the level of a mortal, similar to switching from a high tech, nearly sentient AI bot from a sci-fi world to a 90’s computer on earth.

Except, both the AI bot and the computer were his own body.

However, having once been a mortal and also possessing the Half Immortal Realm cultivation, he quickly adjusted in less than a day, beginning his journey towards the Jiangnan Region.

He was going to travel on foot without using any supernatural powers, that’s why he told Tian Yunchen and Yan Jingfei that it could take him centuries to come back.

Feeling the emotions of the mortal world, witnessing the desires of the secular realm.

He felt this might be the way to break the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Severing Law.

At the Half Immortal Realm, advancement didn’t just depend on sitting in seclusion, it also had to do with experiencing the Mortal World one last time before ascending to immortality.

However, only those Perfection Half Immortals did this, as they were the closest to achieving ascension.

Yet, Tian Yongheng also had another purpose for it.

The Spirit Qi of the surrounding millions of miles could be drawn towards him for his cultivation by utilizing the Heavenly Questions Method, temporarily solving the lack of Spirit Qi problems.

Thus, he could cultivate and also experience the Mortal World, breaking the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Severing Law at the end of his journey and ascending to the Vagrant Immortal Realm.

At the same time, he could visit his old home...

A place that he hadn’t visited ever since he stepped onto the Path of Immortal Cultivation.

Perhaps because it was associated with his past, perhaps because of those painful memories, perhaps because of guilt, but now that he had finally gotten revenge, he could visit that place once again.

Now, he looked no different than any ordinary mortal, all the ethereal presence and transcendent aura that was usually associated with Immortal Cultivators gone.

Except for, of course, his unusually, extremely handsome face that could be said to be unrivaled in the Mortal World.

As he walked, he felt no hunger, thirst, or tiredness.

These things were non-existent for cultivators of his level. Yet, he still occasionally stopped to drink clear spring water and pick up some fresh fruits from the mountain forests to eat, just to feel a sense of fulfillment.

He continued to step forward, without stopping, taking in the sightings of the world, the mountain breeze that ruffled his robes, the dazzling sun that shone down on him, and the sound of streaming water entered his ears.

It was pleasant, peaceful, far from the fighting and killing of the cultivation world.

Hours turned into days, days turned into weeks.

After 3 weeks of nonstop walking, Tian Yongheng crossed the seemingly endless mountain range, a small town finally entering his vision.

Along the way, countless wild animals attacked him, yet they couldn’t even reach the hem of his robes, ultimately giving up and walking away.

Tian Yongheng didn’t even kill a single one of them.

At the city gates, almost every gaze was drawn to him, but he didn’t care, casually conjuring up a tael of silver with a certain shape embedded into it he had seen and throwing it to the guards.

It seemed this town was under a certain secular Dynasty.

Holding the silver tael, the guards swallowed and exchanged glances, moving out of the way almost immediately.

Someone who could casually give away a silver tael as entrance fee, combined with that distinguished bearing, extraordinary temperament, and Immortal-like appearance, even a fool could tell that this was probably the scion of some powerful noble family. Who would willingly offend him?

At the same time, these guards were quite confused; they had never heard of such a handsome young master before in the surrounding towns and cities.

Stepping into the town, Tian Yongheng took in his surroundings.

Hawkers could be seen everywhere, shops lined the main streets with small houses in the distance, two and three storey buildings appearing here and there.

It was quite prosperous for a town.

Tian Yongheng went to the closest inn and booked a room, planning to stay here for some time before departing.

For the next few days, rumors spread around the town of an extremely handsome young master living in a inn, causing its door to be crowded almost every hour by many unemployed young ladies, mostly those belonging to local rich families, only wishing to get a single glance at the "young master".

Busybodies joined in the fun, and it became a hot topic of discussion for the coming years.

More than eleven months passed swiftly.

Tian Yongheng turned 748 years old, and his cultivation base improved ever so slightly.

He still had the resources rewarded by the system for his Half Immortal breakthrough, which could last for a long time.

Just the Half Immortal Pills alone were enough to push him to the Mid Stage Half Immortal Realm, then he could use the hundred Low-Grade Immortal Spirit Stones to cultivate to at least the peak of Late Stage Half Immortal Realm.

Even in an environment with not much Spirit Qi, he could maintain his cultivation speed, so he wasn’t worried about slowing down while traveling the world. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

At this moment, as he got out of the inn, he suddenly felt something nudging at his leg.

Looking down, a small cat, possibly a year old, constantly circled around him, occasionally nudging at his legs, sometimes resting its little head on his brocade boots, purring softly.

"Oh, so it’s you."

Leaning down, he stroked the cat’s face with a calm face, and lifted it up with one hand, carrying it towards a fish shop, and bought it a boneless fish to eat.

This cat first came up to him three months ago, covered in mud and dirt, and since then, he had been giving it food to eat almost daily.

Passersby glanced at him, some quietly admiring him from afar while some openly gawked, yet no one said anything.

They were all used to this strange young master’s hobby of feeding stray animals, he even used to occasionally distribute food among the disabled and those elderly and children who couldn’t afford it.

Yet, the hungry weren’t just limited to the elderly and children.

Those young men and women, fully capable of working to eat their fill and even save money, preferred to lie flat and wait for a pie to fall from the sky, even bullying others and acting as local tyrants.

Originally, they also wanted to freeload on Tian Yongheng, but he didn’t give them any chances, causing quite a bit of resentment among them.

Yet, he didn’t care at all.

This was also a form of mind cultivation for him.

The human heart is the most treacherous.

No one dared to go against Tian Yongheng, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t retaliate against him in other ways.

That very night, mountain bandits raided the town.

Relying on their large numbers and a few Third-Rate Martial Artist leaders, they directly surged into the town gates, setting houses on fire and killing wantonly.

Screams and wails echoed throughout the night, blood splattering everywhere, and by the morning, only a few places in the town were still intact.

The inn Tian Yongheng was staying at became one of the few intact places remaining in the town, mainly because the innkeeper was a seasoned Second-Rate Martial Artist, combined with the forces of the town guards and the couple of Martial Artists in the Town Hall, barely managing to repel the bandits, or else the entire town would have disappeared from the map.

Walking out of the inn, a scene of devastation entered Tian Yongheng’s eyes.

Collapsed buildings, dried blood spilled everywhere, the remains of fires, corpses being handled, and even the mangled body of the one year old cat.

Seeing its body beyond recognition, an unknown emotion stirred deep within his heart, yet his face remained as impassive as ever.

He picked up its bloodied form, quietly burying it outside town, and inquired about what happened, learning that some beggars and even high officials from the surrounding cities collude with the mountain bandits, allowing several groups of bandits to operate in the surrounding hundred miles, their numbers as high as three thousand.

On that day, Tian Yongheng checked out of the inn and left the town, never to be seen again.

And on the very next day, reports came from everywhere.

All mountain bandits in a hundred mile radius had been eradicated, everyone supporting and colluding with them, even those officials who had First-Rate Martial Artists as their guards, had suddenly disappeared, as if they never existed in the first place.

Not a single drop of blood was spilled.