Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree-Chapter 289 - 156: The So-Called Backup (7k5)_4

At the elevator entrance, stood a woman dressed in fine clothes and grace, yet with reddened eyes and a somewhat haggard appearance.

In her arms, a lovely baby girl was sound asleep, her long lashes fluttering gently with each steady breath like tiny fans.

Her small mouth was slightly pouting, seemingly in the midst of a sweet dream.

"Sister, I brought Qiu to see Little Chan," Leng Dao whispered gently.

The young woman gazed fondly at the young man before her, as if she was seeing her own daughter who had grown up strong after sixteen years.

Leng Dao stepped forward to take the baby girl from her arms, his eyes filled with pity.

His sister stepped forward, gently took Ji Jingqiu's hands, and looked him over from head to toe, her eyes brimming with tenderness, her body trembling slightly.

She wondered, how has this child managed to endure till now?

Could her own child also grow up healthy and robust like him?

Ji Jingqiu's expression remained calm, and he gripped the woman's hands before him with slight force, as if to give her confidence.

The young woman finally couldn't restrain herself and gently pulled the young man into her embrace.

Feeling the warm and fragrant embrace, Ji Jingqiu slowly closed his eyes as if basking in the long-lost hug of his mother.

After a long while,

Ji Jingqiu took the little girl from Daoge's hands. Unsure if it was the way he held her, but the moment he did, her long lashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes, her clear pupils staring at him, filled with curiosity.

The woman by the side was surprised.

Her normally shy daughter did not cry or struggle today, but just quietly stared at Ji Jingqiu in front of her.

Then she slowly stretched out her fair, delicate little hand.

And firmly grasped Ji Jingqiu's finger.

Looking at the baby girl before him, Ji Jingqiu's thoughts drifted to his own childhood.

He gently bent down, his forehead lightly pressing against the forehead of the baby girl.

It will get better.

Once he breaks through these restraints.

Just wait...

a little longer.

...

At five fifty in the morning,

Ji Jingqiu stood on a glass terrace, with a glass floor beneath his feet, where he could see the clouds churning below.

This place was like a little house amongst the clouds, a garden in the air.

The feeling of stepping over the clouds beneath one's feet inevitably brought a thrilling sense of conquering nature.

He had checked the hotel's charges yesterday; they were exorbitantly high, and the glass terrace he was currently on was not open to the public, not even purchasable by wealthy patrons, but only available for VIPs.

Hmm, he himself was a VIP.

The wind was cool at this height, watching the clouds slowly undulating below, Ji Jingqiu felt serene and tranquil.

Unknown to him, Leng Dao had also woken up and came to stand by Ji Jingqiu on the glass terrace.

"Couldn't sleep?"

"I don't sleep much nowadays, I mostly replace it with meditation."

"Hmm...sometimes don't be too hasty, be it in martial arts or life," Leng Dao paused, "occasionally, you can try to slow down, like sleeping till you naturally wake up."

He cautioned, "Especially when you step into the Divine Travel Realm, remember one thing, maintain the ability to be satisfied with the trivia of life as much as possible. It will help you ease the instability brought about by the divine."

Ji Jingqiu nodded, realizing it had been a while since he had a hearty meal.

"Qiu."

Leng Dao looked deep into Ji Jingqiu's eyes, suddenly saying,

"Today, sixteen years later, have you reached the day you were supposed to break free?

Ji Jingqiu's gaze sharpened, and he said softly, "Almost, just one last step."

"Is it the Reverse Innate step?"

Ji Jingqiu nodded: "I have sensed the opportunity, once I break through this barrier, I will be free from the cage."

Leng Dao hesitated for a moment, then said, "There's a great opportunity on East Three Bright Star, when the time comes, you might check it out. You may catch the eye of someone there, but remember not to be too obsessed, always remember these two words 'follow fate'."

Ji Jingqiu was surprised, "Daoge, are you talking about Marshal He?"

Leng Dao was momentarily stunned: "You've heard?"

Ji Jingqiu nodded, openly saying, "I accidentally heard about it, but I don't think there's much hope."

Incidentally, he had used this information to exchange for some intelligence from the Wilderness Sect.

"What is deliberately sought is often not found, the arrival and departure of all things in the world each have their own timing," Ji Jingqiu shrugged.

Leng Dao deeply felt that this was very true.

The two leaned on the glass terrace and chatted for a long time.

Talking about Leng Dao's niece, Ji Jingqiu said, "People with a support, no matter how hard their lives are, always have the motivation to keep living."

"You too?" Leng Dao asked.

"Of course." Ji Jingqiu replied seriously, "My backing in the past was my parents and my grandfather."

"And from now on, I will become a backing for myself, and for others!"

Listening to Ji Jingqiu's bold declaration, Leng Dao did not find it ridiculous, for he truly believed Ji Jingqiu could achieve it.

He looked down, the sea of clouds below occasionally turbulent, occasionally calm, with thousands of golden lights emerging from beneath, as if myriad splendorous gold.

During the conversation, Leng Dao suddenly noticed a lot of fine sweat on Ji Jingqiu's forehead.

He then realized that Ji Jingqiu's presence here at this time wasn't just to admire the scenery.

It was the time for his Evil Poison Disease to manifest...

He refrained from speaking further, a worry evident in his eyes.

He had never witnessed Ji Jingqiu suffering from the disease.

According to Ji Jingqiu when prescribing the medicine, although the formula could fixate the timing of the outbreaks, it would also incrementally accumulate pain until it surpasses the limits of human endurance.

How much had Ji Jingqiu accumulated now?

Leng Dao was silent without uttering a word.

However, contrary to his expectation, Ji Jingqiu maintained his calm throughout.

Especially his eyes.

They were like the sky tinted by sunlight, clear, gentle, and warm.

...

...

Huang Fuxing gritted his teeth, his mood heavy.

Just moments ago, he received a message from his teacher.

The New Law Sect had still sensed something amiss and was tracing the clues.

He had to notify Ji Jingqiu promptly... to hide even more carefully! Recently, he must absolutely not enter the Divine Country, nor leave the Four Guardian Stars!

Should the New Law Sect discover his existence, they would definitely use every means to capture Ji Jingqiu and bring him back!

...

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"Dharma King, we have traced some clues, such as the fact that the boy named Huang only sold one Arhat Fruit to Divine Power Group but for twice the market price."

A middle-aged man reported solemnly.

"Oh?" The old man responded with a voice, his face deeply wrinkled like gorges on a wilderness formed by constant river erosion, slightly lifting his eyelids, "Have you found the whereabouts of the other Arhat Fruit?"

"We are close to tracing it, there will be clues soon," the middle-aged man replied promptly, "This boy is crafty, didn't utilize internal forces, but I've already found some leads, and we shall be able to find the answer soon."

The old man hummed in satisfaction, "Handle it swiftly, and then bring the hidden talent they've stashed before me, I want to see for myself what genius the Ancient Method Sect places such hope upon."

The middle-aged man respectfully said, "Understood!"

Just at that moment.

The middle-aged man looked up and suddenly noticed that the Dharma King, the strongest of the Supreme True Buddha Sect, his expression suddenly twisted.

What was going on?

What in the world could make their Dharma King show such a change of color?

This was his last thought.

The next moment, he was pulverized under a mighty ocean-like, heavenly-jail-like oppressively intense Fist Intent!

"Ji... Linyuan?!" Zuo Qianqiu recognized this unmistakably signature arrogant Fist Intent!

Someone approached slowly.

His body enveloped in immense, boiling Fist Intent, reversing upwards, glowing fiercely between heaven and earth.

He was no longer young, yet his presence was still overwhelming, filling the heavens and the earth.

It seemed like time had shifted his age, yet could not diminish the breath of arrogant freedom within his chest by even a bit.

Feeling this Fist Intent that could suppress the starry sky, Zuo Qianqiu stood as if facing a great enemy, his eyes wide and furious, completely baffled as to why this audacious junior would not seek trouble with the Ke family but instead come to bother him!

And moreover...

Such Fist Intent, such Fist Intent...

This person, a hundred years ago, was clearly just a junior!!!

Today.

His journey here was for one thing only.

To ask this man, once proclaimed to be closest to becoming a Grandmaster a century ago, whether his Buddha Dharma was profound, or his fists heavy?

As for the reason.

It was nothing other than those events that occurred on the East Three Bright Star years ago; the old man had mostly seen it all, though he never spoke of it.

But not speaking...

Always meant...

Doing something.