Chapter 716: Chapter 281: Revealing the Desolate Mountain, Creating Heaven with One Hand (Part 3)

Just like the Dao Ancestor from the Daoist School who left, his honorific title is Dao Ancestor, and the Confucian Ancestor from the Confucian School has the honorific title Confucian Ancestor.

Fan Wubing smiled and said, "There’s a rumor outside that you’ve been dead for a long time, senior."

Li Yuan sneered, "Dead? Who can kill me, Li Yuan!" He looked disdainfully at Fan Wubing, "Kid, don’t think you’re the only Celestial Slayer in this world. Back when I slashed through the chaos with my sword, broke through desolate mountains with my words, and split the heavens with one hand, you didn’t even know which Reincarnation Dao you were spinning around in. The Heavenly Dao wanted to kill me, but I slapped it back, unlike you who have to keep ducking and hiding."

Fan Wubing rubbed his nose, feeling a bit awkward,

"I don’t think that counts as ducking and hiding, right?"

Li Yuan waved his hand, "You’re still too green. With just these tricks, you can’t handle the Heavenly Dao."

Upon hearing this, Fan Wubing perked up and asked seriously,

"Have you clashed with the Heavenly Dao, senior?"

Li Yuan gave a fake smile, "Want to know?"

Fan Wubing nodded sincerely.

"Bring me wine!"

Fan Wubing quickly rummaged in his Qiankun Bag for two jars of Immortal Wine.

Li Yuan opened a jar, took a sniff, and raised an eyebrow, "You’re trying to fool me with this?"

"Uh..." Fan Wubing paused, "These two jars of Immortal Wine, I swiped them from the Illusion Immortal Tower. They were brewed by Fengdeng Tower, the greatest culinary establishment in the world. They’re the finest there is."

Li Yuan scoffed, "Dog’s urine, that’s all!"

Fan Wubing couldn’t figure out this Great Sword Immortal’s temperament, feeling a bit troubled. He rummaged again in his Qiankun Bag and found two jars of wine that Chengming gave him when he was in Great Li. Chengming brewed this unrefined wine himself while trapped in Shilong Lane. It had no Dao charm, no Immortal essence, just a common wine.

However, Fan Wubing thought this wine tasted pretty good, probably because it was the first wine he ever drank in this world.

Without much thought, he offered the common wine to Li Yuan.

As soon as it was opened, Li Yuan’s eyes lit up. He eagerly ladled a spoonful into his mouth, and as if relieved of all burdens, he shouted loudly,

"Good wine! Great wine!"

Fan Wubing was stunned, "But this is just common wine... How is it good?"

Li Yuan continued to ladle the wine, "Drinking wine is just about drinking wine. There’s no distinction between immortals and mortals. Isn’t pure wine better than those so-called Immortal Wines adulterated with additives?"

Fan Wubing felt somewhat wistful.

Chengming used to say the same thing.

Drinking wine is simply about drinking; if you add too many elements, whether it’s Dao charm or Immortal essence, it’s no longer about drinking but seeking.

Years have passed, and he had almost forgotten this phrase. It was only when Li Yuan said it that he realized that the truths he understood when he was weaker were clearer than now.

"Want some?" Li Yuan asked.

Fan Wubing wasn’t in the mood for drinking, so he shook his head.

"What a waste of good wine." Li Yuan savored it on his own.

"So, can you tell me about the Heavenly Dao?"

Li Yuan burped from the wine, and with a casual gesture, a mountain goat appeared from nowhere. It looked quite old. He sat on the goat’s back and patted its rump, prompting the old goat to trot forward,

"Follow me."

Fan Wubing walked alongside and chuckled, "Senior, your mount is quite unique!"

Li Yuan sneered, "Fake praise! This goat was just grazing on the hillside, nothing special at all!"

Fan Wubing’s mouth twitched, thinking this old fellow is quite irresponsible.

Li Yuan drunkenly said, "The so-called Heavenly Dao is just a bunch of self-righteous people wielding whips of doctrine, making you recite from a broken book filled with rules. If you get it wrong, they’ll whip you; if you get it right, they’ll give you a candy."

"This..." Fan Wubing couldn’t quite grasp the idea.

Li Yuan raised an eyebrow, "No insight at all?"

Fan Wubing said, "I always thought that the Heavenly Dao is the collective will of all beings."

"Pure nonsense, truly like a little kid!"

Fan Wubing added, "That’s what the ancient mythical beast Bixi said, senior."

Li Yuan suddenly stopped, coughed and said, "Actually, it’s not wrong to say it that way."

Fan Wubing felt embarrassed. This old man indeed doesn’t respect his elders! At the mention of someone older like Bixi, he immediately changed his tune.

He began to feel that maybe this Great Sword Immortal wasn’t killed by the Heavenly Dao, but was probably beaten senseless.

If Jiang Sha ended up with a leg ailment, then Li Yuan probably has a brain ailment.