Translator: 549690339
“The sea of the heart is hard to cross…”
Upon hearing Qin Tang’s words, some of the cultivators present seemed dazed, as if they had gained some insight.
Others simply ignored him, not caring at all.
And in this way, the second day quickly passed by.
Early on the third day, Qin Tang appeared in everyone’s sight as usual.
However, this time he did not drink. He was no longer drunk and seemed much more energetic than before.
“Today is the final test.” Qin Tang surveyed the cultivators present, his face serious.
“On the path of cultivation, you will undoubtedly encounter countless hardships and temptations. Can you persist, without ever changing your original intention?”
“Let me wait and see.”
Amidst the sound of Qin Tang’s words, everyone present felt their vision darken, losing consciousness.
In a small village in the mountains, Li Fan lay on the roof, looking at the setting sun, feeling as if he had forgotten something.
Having grown up in this mountain village, his days were passed working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
This had been going on for fifteen years already.
Such a life was simple and blissful.
If he continued to live this way, it didn’t seem like there would be anything wrong with it.
But there was always a faint unease in his heart, a feeling that he wasn’t meant to live such an ordinary life.
“Fan, Fan, where are you? Come home for dinner!”
Li Fan was unmoved by his mother’s call.
He looked up at the sky, at the birds flying freely, at the sun and moon that had existed since time immemorial and had never been swayed by human will, lost in thought.
Until night fell, and the sky was full of stars.
Under the starry sky, he felt even more the insignificance of himself.
And so, he watched all night.
Until dawn was about to break, he had a sudden realization.
With a single somersault, he jumped off the roof.
He rushed into the house and shouted at his still sleeping mother, “Mother, have the marriage arrangements with the girl from the neighboring family cancelled.”
“I won’t get married. I’m going to become an immortal!”
His mother, still groggy from sleep, was startled awake, thinking that her son had gone mad. She quickly got up and grabbed Li Fan’s hand, “What are you talking about? Where would you find immortals? Wake up, child!”
Li Fan pulled away from his mother’s hand, his young face full of determination, “I don’t know where to find an immortal, but I’m going to find him.”
With that, he quickly packed his things and, amidst his mother’s tears, strode out of the house.
Half a year later, while exploring deep in the mountains, Li Fan was unfortunately killed by a tiger.
In front of the decrepit Taoist temple, under the flickering firelight and amidst the crying of the people, Li Fan felt utterly lost.
“Senior Brother, now that our master has died, what are we to do with the Taoist temple?” A timid voice asked from beside him.
Just as Li Fan was about to answer, he heard the angry voices around him growing louder.
“What else can we do? We should all take some things from the temple and head down the mountain!”
“We all thought there was a real immortal on the mountain, that’s why we endured such hardships to pay our respects. Who would have thought that this old Taoist was a complete fraud!”
“Exactly, can a true immortal really die from a sudden illness?”
The discussion grew more heated, and Li Fan didn’t know how to explain it, so he allowed them to loot everything from the temple.
A short time later, only Li Fan was left alone on the mountain.
After burying his master’s ashes, Li Fan reflected on the look in his master’s eyes before he passed away.
Regret, disappointment, melancholy, hope…
Was his master really a fraud?
Was “The Chronicles of Ascending to Heaven through the Clouds” that he had taught him all nonsense?
Li Fan felt that perhaps things were not as everyone thought.
Immortals may indeed exist.
In the end, Li Fan did not descend the mountain.
He spent the rest of his life alone in the Taoist temple, observing the changing skies over the mountains, the sun and moon in perpetual motion.
Spending his days contemplating “The Chronicles of Ascending to Heaven through the Clouds.”
Half a century passed, but he made no progress.
Regretfully, he passed away.
Inside the Royal Palace.
Li Fan looked at the wooden plaques filled with names in the golden tray in front of him, a trace of impatience in his eyes.
“Take them away, I still have to cultivate tonight.”
“Your Majesty, you have not favored any concubines in the harem for three months… ”
“Hmm?” A flash of anger appeared and quickly disappeared in Li Fan’s eyes.
“…Your servant obeys.”
Watching the head eunuch flee in horror, Li Fan gave a cold snort.
“I’d rather not be this emperor.” Such a thought suddenly surged in his mind.
He had been using the resources scrabbled from the entire country to support his cultivation.
On the surface, he still seemed like a mortal, but in fact, he had already stepped into the Golden Core Stage.
The affairs of this mortal world were really boring!
With this thought, three months later, Li Fan rose into the air in front of the court officials during the early morning court session.
Two hundred and sixteen years later, Li Fan was unfortunately ambushed while exploring an Ancient Cave Mansion. He died, disappearing along with his path.
“Why are the Tribulation Clouds still not dissipating after condensing for such a long time?”
“The power of this Heavenly Tribulation, seems to be stronger than our sect leader’s ascension back then, right?”
“Of course, little uncle master could be considered as the strongest in our Mountain Li Sword Sect for over a thousand years!”
Li Fan looked at the increasingly threatening Tribulation Clouds above him and felt his fighting spirit surge.
After three hundred years of cultivation, was there anything to fear in this mere Heavenly Tribulation?
A Sword Light shot up into the sky from Ling Yun Peak.
It cracked open the sky full of Tribulation Clouds!
Sunshine poured down from the gap in the Tribulation Clouds, shining on Ling Yun Peak of Mountain Li.
The heavens showered flowers, and the Immortal Gate suddenly opened.
Li Fan lept into the Immortal Gate, without a trace of hesitation.
Upon entering the Immortal World, Li Fan was outraged to find that the predecessors of Mountain Li who had ascended before him were all mysteriously killed by an unknown enemy.
As he cultivated, he also sought the culprit behind the scenes..