Journey to the West: Treasure Vase of the Great Dao-Chapter 527 - 293 Once_2

Thus, these young people driven by the times began to make their own voices heard in that era, desperately wanting to change the world, in their minds, those outdated Sects should have long been swept into the dustbin of history.

However, changing a world is an immensely difficult task, especially those worlds where old powers are exceedingly strong, and within the Cultivation Realm, due to extended lifespans, those old forces had also become incredibly powerful.

The young ones underestimated the strength of their opponents and were bound to pay a bloody price. As the old and new powers began to clash, a storm that swept across the entire Great Chu Cultivation Realm started, and unknowingly, Ruyi True Immortal became the center of this storm, with countless eyes cast upon him.

In that period, wherever Ruyi True Immortal went, he would become the focus of the world, and he reveled in this attention.

When the contradictions between both sides accumulated to a certain extent, war and death naturally became the most direct and effective means of resolution.

Compared to the colossal Sect powers, the emerging forces seemed much weaker, yet due to a group of young people with steadfast beliefs and wills, the war incredibly turned white-hot from the very beginning.

Countless young Loose Cultivators died in the process, but there were always others to take their place and launch decisive attacks against the Sect powers, faces of the fallen youth, brimming with dreams of changing the world, using their lives to compose their own anthem.

Even Ruyi True Immortal, who always considered himself uninvolved, was touched by this spirit, and in the end, he couldn't help but take action. The battle that ensued was chaotic and intense, with no light from the sun or the moon, and even with Ruyi True Immortal's Demon physique, he was left covered in wounds, but what he gained was the complete eradication of the attacking Sect masters.

When Ruyi True Immortal rose from the bloodbath, looking at the corpses strewn all around, those familiar, youthful faces had so easily vanished from the world, he suddenly felt he did not understand the human race at all, these seemingly fragile lives had in this moment shone with endless radiance, stirring even his Demon heart.

After that day, he left Great Chu, and over the years, he still occasionally thought of those young faces, their resolute approach to death replaying in his mind time after time, each instance striking a chord in his heart.

"I didn't expect someone from back then to still be alive." Ruyi True Immortal said with a faint sigh.

"Nor did I expect that Senior would still be in this world." Mr. Wu also expressed with emotion.

After all, although no one knew the specific details of that great war, the battlefield left behind still lay quietly there, the desolate desert and mountains flattened to the ground, and the flaming craters, all of which bore testament to the fierceness of the battle for those who came after.

Since that day, the Great Chu Cultivation Realm had fallen silent, with the Sects beginning to shrink their influence quietly licking their wounds, and the lives of Loose Cultivators were also greatly improved.

Those young Cultivators, with their resolute attitudes, blood, and bones, made the Sects fear, and they began to deliberately improve the environment for Loose Cultivators. After all, without immense pressure, it was hard for Loose Cultivators to band together.

"Junior implores Senior to provide guidance on the path to immortality, on the grounds of our past acquaintance." Mr. Wu suddenly knelt on the ground and began kowtowing.

By this time, Mr. Wu's vitality had started to wane, his Soul gradually weakening, clearly nearing the end of his lifespan.

He practiced the Spiritual Dao prevalent in Great Chu, which is a Technique that progresses quickly, requires less insight, and, most admirably, its Realm is well-defined, allowing one to advance step by step as long as they follow the sequence. The only downside is that many critical junctures in the cultivation require corresponding Pills for support, making it highly demanding in terms of cultivation resources.

This was the fundamental conflict between the Loose Cultivators and the Sects in the Cultivation Realm. However, after the events of that time, the Sects realized that it was better to channel than to block, and every few years they would release a batch of Pills, thus not only stirring up conflicts among Loose Cultivators but also managing to win over a portion of them.

Mr. Wu, after all, was a loose cultivator, and although over the years he had acquired quite a few pills through various means, he was far behind the disciples of the sects. So much so that even at his age, he still couldn't break through his realm. Seeing that his lifespan was nearing its end, he had no choice but to give up and began to mingle among the humans, intending to thoroughly enjoy the world's riches in the remaining years of his life.

Yet, in his heart, he remained unwilling to settle, yearning to witness a broader universe, wishing to soar freely between heaven and earth. Sadly, fate mocked him; had he been a disciple of a sect, he probably would have broken through long ago, and would not have had to stoop so low.

Today, when he saw the Ruyi True Immortal, his once dead heart began to stir again. This was a legendary Immortal, who had been willing to guide juniors no less. If he could receive guidance, perhaps there was still a chance to glimpse the Great Dao.

"After the previous incident, I've lost all interest, unwilling to delve into worldly matters again. You should leave; I will not guide you." Having said this, the Ruyi True Immortal tapped the railing thrice and walked away with his hands behind his back, firmly closing the great door.

A look of despair appeared on Mr. Wu's face; he shook his head, feeling cold-hearted as he walked towards the door.

Chen Tao hurriedly grabbed Mr. Wu who was prepared to leave, asking urgently, "Sir, what is this? Could it be that you are leaving Chen here all alone?"

Mr. Wu gently freed himself from Chen Tao's hand, saying, "I'm truly sorry, Family Head, but my limited cultivation makes me unable to relieve you of your concerns. Since I arrived, I've been much obliged for your generosity. I did not take a single coin of the money you offered. With this, I take my leave."

"Additionally, since we're acquainted, I advise you not to overestimate your strength and provoke that predecessor, or your life may be in danger. That is all I have to say; I hope the Head of the family takes care."

Having said this, he bowed and strode out of the brothel.

Chen Tao watched Mr. Wu's retreating figure with an ashen face. In normal circumstances, he would have already started cursing. Mr. Wu's actions were tantamount to betrayal, a phenomenon that the noble families would never tolerate.

But at this moment, he could only suppress the rage in his heart. The ignorant fellow across from him was still eying him greedily, and if he were to fall out with the equally crafty Mr. Wu, it might only add complications. Therefore, he pretended to be magnanimous and let Mr. Wu depart without a scratch.

Meanwhile, Big Black Donkey watched from the sidelines, offering no comment, nor did he prevent Mr. Wu's departure.

Of course, this was not because he was weighing the pros and cons, but simply because he had been dazzled by the Ruyi True Immortal. After all, this guy had lived with him for a long time, and Big Black Donkey had never imagined such a glorious past.

In that moment, Big Black Donkey wished he could rush into the room to learn the full story. He just felt that the Ruyi True Immortal a moment ago was very imposing, resembling the reclusive experts he had heard about from storytellers.

Of course, to Chen Tao, this scene suggested something different. Big Black Donkey's behavior appeared to be waiting for Mr. Wu to leave, and even the so-called expert might have deliberately shown up to drive Mr. Wu away.

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A vicious look crossed Chen Tao's face; he understood that if he did not tear this man before him to pieces today, then the face that Chen Tao had cultivated for hundreds of years would be utterly trampled into the mud. In such chaotic times, every noble family brandished spikes on their bodies, warning anyone harboring malintent how tough they were.

The moment anyone revealed their soft underbelly, the hungry beasts around would pounce frenziedly to tear them to pieces.

Only blood and death could effectively warn these hungry beasts. Now, Chen Tao had no other option but to fight with all he had.

At his command, the city's most elite troop formation began to advance slowly. Like a ferocious giant beast baring its sharp teeth, they charged towards Big Black Donkey.