Cultivating with Symbiosis Panel

Chapter 841: Chapter 462: Silver Past and Golden Future (Part 2)

"You should speak less; if the Celestial Dao gets angry again, there’s nothing I can do."

"I’ve helped you with such an important matter, and yet you’re still unwilling to hold your tongue a little."

—The matter in question was naturally the Tribulation Fire igniting the Chaotic Universe, as the Tribulation Fire was Miye Celestial Venerate’s heart. It was also a matter of great significance to him.

Some of the Merit also belonged to Miye Celestial Venerate.

It would make his life in this world much, much easier.

Upon hearing this, Miye Celestial Venerate reluctantly closed his mouth.

"Alright, alright."

"For your sake, I’ll forgive this rebellious child."

"..."

You ancient ones are really something I cannot stand.

Anyway.

While the two were conversing like this,

Wei Qingye had already reached out to grasp a sword, a grayish sword with a blade that flowed like the River of Cosmic Light, its hilt carved from sky-blue jade.

There was no emotion left in his eyes.

Detached and aloof, as he gazed towards the Heavenly Dome, two beams of divine light shot from his eyes.

"So, you’re planning to cut the heavens?" Li Ye had discerned a bit of the clue.

"Yes." Miye Celestial Venerate had closed his eyes at some point, but he could still perceive everything.

"Only the future of the Tao Furnace Realm is uncertain; it is something we’ve piled together with many wonderful methods. So if you want to sever past and future, you can only take this strike together with the Celestial Dao."

"Let the blood of the Celestial Dao cleanse past and future for you."

"You must not resist, but trust absolutely... trust that Qingye will not harm you. If you do not trust, the Sword Qi will become real and truly harm you."

This is exceedingly difficult.

It requires not only the sword cultivator to have absolute control over Sword Qi.

It also requires a tacit understanding between the one being cut and the sword cultivator.

"Why so many words."

Li Ye’s body was already soaring towards the sky.

The azure sky behind him shimmered like a flawless jade stone.

It seemed as if nothing had changed.

But Li Ye could feel its fear, its trembling.

Like a child once severely reprimanded by a parent, who despite having grown tall, still felt some fear upon sight.

It was, quite pitiful really.

Arrays usually borrow the power of heaven and earth, involving ’extraction’ and ’borrowing.’ Yet this Taoist Technique directly seeks to cut the heavens...

Wait.

Why am I feeling sorry for the heavens?

"..."

He silently looked back at the azure Radiance rising behind him, "Are you still trying to influence me with this thing?"

The azure Radiance remained silent.

But the emotion of seeming pitiful sorrow that lingered around Li Ye had long since vanished.

At this time, Wei Qingye spoke:

"Are you ready?"

"Brother Li."

Li Ye nodded calmly, "Ready."

Then.

A clear, cold Sword Light suddenly struck towards him.

There was no sound; even the Sword Light was as faint as a waning moon.

It instantly pierced through Li Ye’s body and the Radiance from the Celestial Dao that surged behind him.

How should I say this?

There’s a sensation, but not much.

Like walking on a road at midnight when suddenly a cold wind hits, reminding him of the time when he had first arrived in this world, with damaged meridians, unable to withstand even the slightest chill.

Then that wisp of memory drifted away with the wind.

He closed his eyes.

Countless strands of Spiritual Light surged from within him.

Coalescing into the phantom of a towering tree, continuously sprouting branches and leaves, turning from verdant green to a touch of bronze gold, its dazzling light surpassing even gold.

Jianmu.

The Jianmu granted by Ancestor Jianmu of the sect.

It had grown within Li Ye’s body for a long time, absorbing an unknown amount of Spiritual Power, and now finally it had matured.

The golden bronze was its inherent power.

"The power of separation..."

Li Xi didn’t know when she appeared beside Miye.

Her tone carried a hint of lightness.

"Having the sword cultivator handle this task was just to ensure that only those with pure minds could receive the entire legacy of Jianmu."

"But you guys used it as a hot spring pool?"

Miye looked at Li Xi and asked, "Is it not good for use? Body forging can also extend lifespan. Sword cultivators have even shorter lifespans than the cultivators of Qiongguan Mountain."

Uh.

It seems that’s quite true.

"Is this the first slot?" Li Xi decisively shifted the topic, taking out a ginkgo leaf, swaying it to record the scene.

It’s the first time in ten thousand years.

She was urged here by her sister, the Celestial Year Ginkgo.

"Yes."

"The complete authority of Jianmu is too terrifying; this is indeed the first time."

Miye was also eagerly anticipating.

This was one of the supreme legacies they had jointly set up.

Over ten thousand years there have been many exceptionally talented individuals, but being recognized by both Celestial Vein Sword Mountain and Four Seasons Sect is somewhat challenging.

Above the high heavens.

Jianmu was also watching this place.

He saw countless luminous auras of different colors swirling around Li Ye, as numerous phantoms flashed within them.

So fast that even they couldn’t clearly see.

And staring too long would make him feel his Divine Sense was fracturing.

"It truly is another world."

"Celestial Year, do you think that world is like ours, or is it more beautiful, or does it also have insurmountable problems?"

Beside him, Celestial Year Ginkgo shook her head:

"We will never know."

"Seeing those things only disrupts our future."

She pointed at Li Ye, who was poking and bursting phantoms like bubbles:

"Even this kid understands to sever the past and eliminate the future."

"And you’re still looking for shortcuts—the lessons in history books teach us that we’ll never be satisfied, don’t you understand, brother?"

Not uttering a word at being chided, Jianmu remained silent.

Many long for someone capable of predicting and calculating to point out the future, an inherent flaw in sentient beings, one even Jianmu had at times.

He witnessed the vivid vibrancy dancing around Li Ye, hoping to glean more references, at least to eliminate a certain number of erroneous futures.

Nonetheless, it was an unattainable task.

So he spoke no more.

Nor did anyone present say a word.

Simply quietly watching Li Ye, growing thinner upon the Heavenly Dome.

Li Ye found it quite strange now.

The past, those memories remained clear.

He could even recall the stomachache from hurried meal times.

Yet those memories, like shining silver sands, slipped through his palm, impossible to grasp, bright as stars orbiting around him.

In truth, indeed they were.

For those memories truly transformed into his Divine Techniques, orbiting around him like stars around the sun.

Each carried an incredibly strong power.

As for the future...

Li Ye gazed at the flowing golden sands beside him.

They didn’t circle like stars but spread at his feet, forming a golden Pure Land, even blooming swaying white lotus flowers.

As silver stars streaked through the golden Pure Land, the golden-green Jianmu grew behind him, the true "pure."

Free of any impurities, the clarity was unsettling.

"Truly strange."

"I clearly could see the future."

"Why is it now spotless?"

Previously there had been some phantoms like Hell, or manfruit trees flickering before his eyes, but they inexplicably vanished.

"That’s because the future is already uncertain."

Wei Qingye, panting, leaning on his sword like an old man with a cane, that real Immortal Sword turned into a crutch deeply stabbed into the ground.

"Hmm?" Li Ye supported him, with a smile in his tone: "You’re expending too much energy, aren’t you? Why are you more drained than I am even after I’ve shed so much blood?"

The sword cultivator rolled his eyes.

Then fell down straight.

Li Ye: "..."

Could it be he fainted out of anger, he never mentioned his temper was so bad!