Chapter 699: Chapter 210: The Emperor Sits on the Bright Terrace, Watching Success and Failure from Afar
Inside the coffin, it was pitch black, with no light and no air flow.
The air here was already insufficient to sustain normal human existence.
But when had Li Yuan ever needed air?
The yin and yang coursed through his body, sustaining its energy, thus he no longer needed air to promote bodily functions, eliminating the possibility of suffocation.
On the other side, the crow was also chirping lively.
Strictly speaking, Xiaozhao was "made up of both her original self and many crows," so when "she put a crow inside this coffin," it was like placing her little hand into a sealed box—nothing would go wrong.
However, "giving up the original flesh" and using one’s own yin qi to connect with yang qi to birth a new body was the essence of this cultivation method.
As time passed, the father and daughter came to understand this more deeply.
One day, Xiaozhao said, "Father, I asked that old man again.
The old man said he didn’t know my situation either.
But other Celestial Soul Cultivators have their original bodies die and decay inside the coffin.
If we continue like this without dying, it seems we won’t succeed in our cultivation."
Li Yuan couldn’t help but say, "He’s talking nonsense, don’t believe him."
Xiaozhao replied, "Oh..."
Then she added, "Father, you used foul language."
Li Yuan said, "Just don’t believe it; whoever does is a fool."
Though saying this, Li Yuan himself somewhat believed it, but... matters like this often involve "nine truths hidden within ten statements, with one that will cost you your life unspoken."
If he were in the deity’s place, having one’s own tomb inadvertently occupied by someone, he’d certainly think of killing or controlling the occupier as soon as possible, why would he kindly teach a cultivation skill?
The belief that the deity would sincerely teach you is just a ’special case’ mentality, thinking ’maybe the old man truly wants me to be a moving presence in the tomb.’
While Li Yuan was pondering, Xiaozhao suddenly exclaimed, "Father, Father, I feel like I’m having an out-of-body experience."
Li Yuan: ???
A moment later, the crow fell silent.
Li Yuan frowned slightly.
In front of the new shrine of Lady Yama, people came and went, incense offerings were thick, and three statues bathed in the cloud-like incense fog, their faces faintly visible like divine spirits.
There,
there were ordinary people praying for safety or voicing the injustices they faced;
there were Sixth Grade Martial Artists from the Wendao Palace regularly worshipping, after all, they believed it was Yama who sent an emissary to lift their madness, allowing them to practice normally;
there were people from the Judge Department visiting, all admiring the "Rewarding Goodness and Punishing Evil" Lady Yama, and rumors spread that "only Lady Yama can open a new world";
there were Independent Practitioners seeking to absorb some of the blood energy from the nearby Third Grade Meat Field, to improve their realms, though the blood energy they could absorb was minimal, it was after all a Third Grade Meat Field.
It was worth noting that they had never even heard of a Third Grade Meat Field before, even a Fourth Grade Meat Field was extraordinary, owned only by large, legendary powers, but now Shanbao County actually had a Third Grade Meat Field.
The meat field’s blood energy mist floated and lingered all year, its contents were unclear, approaching it became increasingly hot and daunting, it seemed that harvesting its meat required at least the Fourth Grade.
On a tree branch outside Lady Yama’s shrine stood a white-feathered Little Sparrow...
The Little Sparrow was Li Yuan’s eyes and ears, at this moment it was watching the surroundings with gravity.
Li Yuan couldn’t hear any sounds from the adjacent coffin, instinctively wanting to open it and hold his daughter out.
This perhaps was someone else’s trap, he could attempt cultivation, but he would never let himself die, let alone allow Xiaozhao to die.
And just then, there was a flapping sound behind the Little Sparrow.
Turning around, a black-feathered Xiao Wu Ya flew over, clasping the branch with its claws.
Xiao Wu Ya tilted its head, gently rubbing against the Little Sparrow, appearing affectionate, then brought its beak close to the Little Sparrow, softly saying, "Father, I’m fine... it’s just that one crow disconnected from my control, yet I can still sense it."
Li Yuan: ???
However, the Little Sparrow couldn’t speak.
Xiao Wu Ya, understanding its father, continued, "Really, I’m fine, I’m sitting nicely in the Divine Tomb, interrogating the old man."
The Little Sparrow landed on the ground, using its beak to trace a line of words in the soil: "To seize, you must first give."
Xiao Wu Ya croaked, "Understood, Father, I won’t be fooled. If it wasn’t for your cultivation need this time, I wouldn’t even listen to him."
Only then did the Little Sparrow nod.
Li Yuan had a premonition in his heart that his daughter might be undergoing some kind of transformation.
As he was thinking, suddenly a pebble flew quickly toward them.
The Little Sparrow hurried to dodge, but the pebble was too close and too fast. The Little Sparrow’s "constitution" was such that, no matter Li Yuan’s quick reaction, it couldn’t evade in time and was hit, being flung away.
Xiao Wu Ya blinked its eyes, clawing up the sparrow, flying away quickly.
And behind the two birds came the voice of a mischievous boy, "So fun, these two birds here are so special, really fun... Father, help me hit them down."
Li Yuan turned his head to see a Seventh Grade, judging by the appearance, likely a worshiper here, and he was at a loss for words.
Xiao Wu Ya carried him flying and flying, and in the distance, the boy on the cliff was again drawing his slingshot, preparing to bring down the two birds.
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