Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

Chapter 416: Chapter 172: “Seeing All the Flowers of Chang An in One Day!_3
 

Alas…

There are no re-dos in life.

Like the broken moon above, his life too had been radiant, and he had once made a name for himself as the “Beast Emperor” among the Heavenly Prides in Zhongzhou, where his ruthless methods caused countless people’s faces to pale at the mention of his name. But as he aged, these things could only live on in memories.

After a long while, the old man sighed lightly, his gaze starting to scatter as he murmured.

“Thirty thousand years ago, there was a race named the Barbarian Tribe.”

“It was a branch of the Human Race, yet it was not part of the Barbarian Tribe. It is said that they were a race that had separated from the Human Race in the ancient times. The people of this race shared one characteristic: they were extremely afraid of death in their younger years, to the utmost degree.”

“As soon as members of the Barbarian Tribe reached adulthood, their Cultivation would be able to reach the Golden Core Peak.”

“Moreover, all members of the Barbarian Tribe were naturally born with a Pink Entry ‘Heaven-reaching Giant’. Where this came from was unclear; it was only known that all members of the Barbarian Tribe possessed it. It is said that the Barbarian Tribe has a racial heritage site where a multitude of ancient Barbarian Tribe members specializing in Body Cultivation is left.”

“This can be said.”

“Even a Barbarian born with a weakness of intellect, if allowed to grow, would be a master that could suppress others in their territory. Such is their talent, and such is their racial talent.”

“But in that great battle thousands of years ago, the Barbarian Tribe gradually declined and has not been seen for thousands of years, precisely because as soon as a Barbarian grows up, they can become a master capable of suppressing their own realm.”

“All members of the Barbarian Tribe are extremely fearful of death and very avoidant of combat during their youth. This is not cowardice; instead, it is a deeply ingrained genetic influence on their thinking, protecting them so that, as long as they survive and reach adulthood, they can soar to great heights.”

“This includes the Dragon Clan and even some Spirit Beasts with extremely strong bloodlines. These strong-bloodline Spirit Beasts are extremely fearful of death during their youth, to an unimaginable degree; they do not have to do anything in their youth, just grow up, and they are invincible in their own right.”

“And this little fox in your arms is such a one.”

“That’s why the master suspects that this little fox’s lineage could be extraordinary.”

“Is that so?”

With a glint shining in her eyes, the woman held the little fox in front of her and gently blinked, saying, “Little fox, to think you have such a strong lineage. Then why does the sect say this Spirit Beast is useless?”

“Because the sect didn’t find any information related to this Spirit Beast.” The old man shook his head, “But I think the sect might have walked into a dead end. That Quzhou’s unrivaled Heavenly Pride Chen Qiu, when he reached the twelfth grade Golden Core, no Heavenly Dao Decree sounded, which is enough proof that besides the Xuantian Continent, there’s another continent or world.”

“This fox is very likely to have mistakenly entered and fled from another world.”

“Chen Qiu.”

Upon hearing the name Chen Qiu, the woman’s pale cheeks flushed slightly, and she softly said, “Master, do you think Chen Qiu possesses a third of the talent you had in your youth?”

Recently, the name Chen Qiu from Quzhou has been making waves in Zhongzhou.

The first-ever twelfth grade Nascent Soul to exist, who wouldn’t want to witness that?

And being a woman who naturally loves heroes, with outstanding strength, superb talent, and a decisively straightforward style of conduct, he perfectly matches her ideal of a beloved, even though Zhongzhou is not short of Heavenly Prides.

Even those top-tier Heavenly Prides, fully supported by major forces, only lack the twelfth grade Nascent Soul, and are not much weaker than Chen Qiu.

But…

Well, it always felt like those Heavenly Prides were too considerate, overly cautious, and constrained by their sects, lacking a sense of… freedom.

Yes, a sense of freedom.

What most attracted her to Chen Qiu was that intense sense of freedom!

It’s a quality that a sect’s Heavenly Pride just can’t possess; most resources of a sect’s Heavenly Pride come from the sect’s heritage. They don’t have the confidence to act without any concerns, and Loose Cultivators aren’t free either, bending their backs to habit, and even less able to be free.

Only Chen Qiu.

Like a gentle night breeze, going wherever he pleases, and if anyone blocks his path, that gentle night breeze doesn’t mind transforming into a storm, roaring and destroying all enemies!

When a Divinity Transformation strong figure from the Evil Clan ambushed and severely injured him, even the unrivaled Heavenly Prides of Zhongzhou would surely first flee from that place, then return to their sect to ask for help from their seniors, for what else could you do with a Golden Core Peak Cultivation facing a Divinity Transformation foe?”

But Chen Qiu—

With a severely wounded body, he alone faced a group of three Divinity Transformation figures from the Evil Clan, summoning a sky full of Thunder Punishment with his own power, turning the entire Evil Clan, including those three Divinity Transformation figures, to ash!

She didn’t know what price Chen Qiu had paid.

But she knew, he must have paid a great price, apart from the obvious 98 billion merit points, there must have been other prices, for merit points cannot be directly converted into attacks.

And Chen Qiu could have completely avoided these costs, by simply fleeing at that time and addressing it later, he could have kept his resources.

But Chen Qiu did not.

That reckless, cost-disregarding, almost mad sense of freedom, like a poison, deeply attracted her, a True Disciple from the Myriad Beast Sect who had barely ever left the sect.

“…sigh.”

The old man, his face full of wrinkles and leaning on a cane, saw the yearning and dazed expression on his Direct Disciple’s face and couldn’t help but sigh deeply. He always felt that his disciple might not return from her journey down the mountain this time.

He had once been among the very top of Zhongzhou’s Heavenly Prides.

He naturally knew, the allure a top Heavenly Pride held for a worldly woman.