Become a Saint through Studying! Exposed by my little junior sister! Chapter 403 - 153: Reading the Ancient Five Laws, Gaining th

If you have a question, just ask. The next mont, Shen Xuzi voiced his queries to Chen Chang’an.

"Otherwise what?" Chen Chang’an responded, before refraining from offering any more explanations.

"Forget it, it doesn’t matter. In any case, I’ve never been able to figure you out. Do what you will – I can’t control you anyway."

"As it turns out, I need to rest for a while too, so I won’t bother bickering with you anymore. Until next ti."

Seeing Chen Chang’an’s deanor, Shen Xuzi did not continue to question. He mumbled sothing, then stopped talking altogether.

Hum hum hum~!

anwhile, the Immortal Light on his body dimd and returned to its natural state – he had fallen into a deep sleep.

In response, Chen Chang’an was not surprised at all.

Shen Xuzi was essentially an Immortal Herb, and the highest caliber of Immortal Herb in the world, at that.

As an Immortal being, they would enter a deep sleep in almost every era. Every ti they woke up, the quality of their life would be greatly enhanced.

As one of the oldest herbs in Heaven and Earth, Shen Xuzi naturally had no need to improve the quality of his life anymore.

His deep sleep was rely to recover his energy. After all, he had been trapped in that piece of Heaven and Earth for such a long ti, his original energy source was nearly depleted.

If he didn’t recover, he would probably be heading towards the path between life and death.

Dry wood ets spring, and grass has its own cycle.

Hum hum hum~!

"Junior Sister, watch the house for . I’m going out for a bit."

No longer paying attention to the sleeping Shen Xuzi, Chen Chang’an picked up his book and entered the space within. He then showed up in the main hall and spoke to his junior sister, Mao Ruxue.

"Senior Brother, are you going down the mountain again?"

Hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, Mao Ruxue imdiately asked in surprise.

"Yes, there are so matters I must attend to down the mountain." Chen Chang’an nodded.

Upon hearing that, though Mao Ruxue was still confused, she nodded.

"Oh, okay, Senior Brother."

"Then, Senior Brother, if soone cos looking for you while you’re down the mountain, what should I say?"

"Just tell them normally, that I’ve gone down the mountain." Chen Chang’an said.

"If there’s an ergency, you can go to the scripture repository and call my na directly."

"If I sense it, I will rush back imdiately."

"Oh, okay."

"Senior Brother, I understand."

After listening to Chen Chang’an’s words, Mao Ruxue nodded with clear understanding.

"Okay, let’s leave it at that."

Seeing that he had finished explaining everything, Chen Chang’an didn’t delay any further. He took one step forward and disappeared into the space between Heaven and Earth.

Chen Chang’an, his departure felt indefinitely lengthy - much like an absence with no return date.

Ti passes leisurely, and half a year had gone by in the blink of an eye.

Please translate the part of a Chinese novel enclosed within the triple quotes into English - page 3

During this half-year, several major incidents occurred in the Wuxiang realm.

Three incidents in particular drew lots of attention.

The first was the postponent of the Demon World’s boundary restriction removal ti. Originally expected to be three months, it was extended to three years, causing Emperor Song to return from the Demon World.

The second incident involved Taiyi Sect Leader Dao Taixu and Rebirth Hall’s Lord Yin Tianshi, who almost simultaneously comprehended the Great Dao of the Sage. Both fell into deep seclusion - the next ti they appear, they might be saints...

The third matter was also related to the Demon World, but unlike the first one. The third matter related only to one person in the Rebirth Hall.

That would be Emperor Song.

Emperor Song disappeared.

No one knew why, but three months ago, Emperor Song suddenly vanished in an enigmatic manner.

This disappearance was different from those of the past. Usually, even in Emperor Song’s absence, his aura would linger in the Emperor Song Hall.

If there was any major incident, all his subordinates had to do was to call out to him, and he would appear.

But this ti was different, he was truly gone.

The minds of Black and White Impermanence couldn’t find a single clue about Emperor Song.

Fortunately, nobody dared to stir up trouble in both Silent Death Sea and Emperor Song Hall in recent tis, allowing the Four Yin Judges including Black and White Impermanence to breathe a sigh of relief.

But this relief was short-lived.

Because of an unknown source spreading rumors about Emperor Song’s disappearance, many people have now set their sights on Emperor Song’s Hall.

They didn’t dare to take action yet, but were only doing a final confirmation.

In the Wuxiang realm, the Emperor Song’s Hall was indeed a very special existence.

Despite only existing for less than twenty years, the wealth it held exceeded even prestigious sects like Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Feather Transforming Immortal Sect, Martial Pavilion, and more.

The True Demon Pool, the Three Life Altar, the Demon Suppressing Cauldron, the Dragon Abyss, the boundless and mineral-rich Netherworld, and the supre authority of the Silent Death Sea...

So many resources! It was a veritable feast for the eyes.

If Emperor Song were around, no one would dare to do anything, but if he’s gone, everyone would be covetous of these resources.

Daozang Mountain.

Chen Chang’an has been missing for several months now.

In the courtyard outside the scripture repository, Mao Ruxue, with one hand on her cheek, sat in the courtyard, gazing at the flowers, lost in thought.

When his senior brother was still around, she didn’t feel anything amiss. But once she realized he was gone, she felt like she had lost her pillar of support.

She seed to have lost the motivation to do anything.

Mao Ruxue didn’t understand why, but she indeed had lost her zest for life.

When her senior brother Chen Chang’an was still around, she took pleasure in running down the mountain every day, relishing in the disciple’s daily praises to her as "Senior Uncle".