539: Chapter 189 “Heaven’s Slave”_3 539: Chapter 189 “Heaven’s Slave”_3 Over the next half-day, Mo Linyuan took Li Ping’an around his cave abode, discussing the workings of the Heavenly Dao and matters related to it.
Li Ping’an revealed some of his ‘understanding’ of the Heavenly Dao, and Mo Linyuan grew increasingly gentle in his gaze.
Li Ping’an felt that if Mo Linyuan had a granddaughter, he might very well have been trussed up and sent to the bridal chamber that evening.
But fortunately, Mo Linyuan did not have a granddaughter.
Li Ping’an then borrowed more than a dozen books, and seeing that the day had grown late, he bid farewell with a cupped-hand salute.
Reluctance filled Mo Linyuan’s eyes.
“Alas, in this world, to have a fellow Daoist accompany me, my way is not lonely, my way is not lonely indeed.”
Although Li Ping’an wanted to inquire about the matters of the Wanmo Heaven, he was worried about angering the Daluo Golden Immortal, so he suppressed such thoughts.
He exchanged a few polite smiles, saying he had gained much and had deepened his understanding of the Heavenly Dao.
At the main hall’s entrance of the cave dwelling.
Mo Linyuan performed a significant wind spiral, letting it slowly envelop Li Ping’an.
While casting the spell, he didn’t forget to admonish:
“You must remember, Dao friend, gaining prestige among the Human Race is a matter of urgency.”
“Thank you for the reminder,” Li Ping’an said seriously, “but I truly wish to do something for the Human Race, as I am one of them.”
“Yes, that’s the spirit.”
Mo Linyuan sighed with relief and clasped his hands before him.
With a turn of the wind spiral, Li Ping’an’s figure disappeared in an instant.
After Li Ping’an had left, Mo Linyuan stood still for a long time, his expression changing repeatedly, now pondering, now chuckling with simple joy, now frowning, now lost in rapture.
Soon after, he called out to Niu Benben, the fastest to recover from his injuries due to his lowest level of cultivation among the group, summoning him with haste.
“Elder Mo, you were looking for me?”
“Come, let me have a heart-to-heart with you,” Mo Linyuan beckoned.
Niu Benben felt a little apprehensive, but he quickly approached, bending his body forward, allowing the elder to grasp his arm.
He was well aware of the prowess of ‘the healer who saved Whites’.
Mo Linyuan spoke softly: “Kuangshan, do you know what the Heavenly Dao is?”
Niu Benben swallowed hard: “I’ve, I’ve heard of it.”
“Feel it carefully; this is the Heavenly Dao.”
Two golden flames flickered deep within Mo Linyuan’s pupils, trembling like candles.
Niu Benben’s expression turned dazed, and two golden flames appeared deep within his bovine eyes.
Shivering all over, the two shared a glance.
“Elder, I understand now, the Heavenly Dao is all vitality, all hope, all grace, all gifts.”
Mo Linyuan patted Niu Benben’s arm.
“Remember, from now on, Ping’an is a fellow Daoist of ours.
You will encounter many opportunities later on and will soon enter the realm of Golden Immortal.
“That Hu Niang, previously trying to stir up trouble and intending to disrupt the great order of heaven and earth, is already on the path to her demise.
“Fellow Daoist Ping’an has asked me about her entourage before, apparently quite dissatisfied with her…
so there’s no need to keep her.
Once you break through to Golden Immortal, send her to meet Fellow Daoist Ping’an.”
“Yes,” Niu Benben said with a chuckle, “her vision is too short, she is indeed on the path to her demise.”
Mo Linyuan gestured dismissively, and Niu Benben bowed and excused himself, turning to return to the hall.
The elder began to hum a serene tune and turned back into the grand hall.
In the corner, two other figures, Yin Kui the Great and Cailin the Great, who had been healing in that place, had not noticed Niu Benben’s departure.
As rich vitality flowed into their bodies, they felt an added sense of fulfillment as if they had returned to the days of their initial awakening of intelligence, submerged in the embrace of a mother, their hearts delighted and their spirit dimmed.