"Can he escape?" Ling'Er asked Lin Qianxuan.
"He can," Lin Qianxuan affird.
Guo Yan has sowhat luck on his side, not only surviving but also taking a step further.
...
Guo Yan has been chased for more than a month.
Who knows how far he has run.
Several Saints have been chasing him all over the place.
If it weren't for the Divine Iron being weightless and able to replenish his True Essence when it was depleted, and having learned a new Body Technique, along with the Secret Treasures reducing air resistance to increase escape speed, he would probably be dead.
However, his cultivation has advanced further during this chase, and it won't be long before he can shake off those Saints.
....
....
In Long City, Sheng Yong was punished by the Saint from the Taiyi Bureau.
The other party didn't obtain the Dao Treasures, and in anger directed it at him, using the excuse that he failed to notify them beforehand and made errors in assessnt, thus docking his salary.
Now, the man who once captured a Flood Dragon must bow before power.
By the river, Sheng Yong looked at Lin Qianxuan who was still leisurely fishing, sowhat puzzled.
Even though the Dao Treasures had already been taken, why does Lin Qianxuan remain here fishing?
But at the sa ti, he was a bit envious.
Envious of Lin Qianxuan's leisure, free from worldly troubles.
"You just haven't seen what troubles ," Lin Qianxuan seed to hear Sheng Yong's silent query, turned his head and said.
Sheng Yong was taken aback, then nodded, "Indeed, even Saints have things they cannot handle."
"Take this."
Lin Qianxuan reached into the fish basket, taking out a fish and handing it to Sheng Yong.
"What is this?"
Sheng Yong took the fish, and it transford into a painting in his hands.
The painting depicted a "Giant Carrying Mountain Painting," seemingly containing profound mysteries.
He wanted to inquire Lin Qianxuan about the nature of this painting, but Lin Qianxuan rely waved his hand, concentrating on his fishing rod as if luring the fish.
Seeing no good opportunity to ask further, Sheng Yong interpreted Lin Qianxuan's actions as having deep aning intrinsic to a master.
After bowing to Lin Qianxuan, he left.
Half a month later, an overwhelming aura erged within Long City, signaling that soone had transcended and entered the Saint stage.
Sheng Yong returned to the riverbank, but there was no sign of Lin Qianxuan or Ling'Er.
...
"You're actually running into the enemy's lair!"
Lin Qianxuan found it sheer coincidence.
A while ago, he fished up an Immortal Artifact, and upon inspecting it with Spiritual Light, he learned that this Celestial Origin Realm was actually the holand of one of the five Supres.
The Immortal Artifact belonged to a top organization in this world, known as the Celestial Court.
The Celestial Court contained billions of Celestial Officials and Celestial Soldiers, millions of Celestial Officials, Twelve Celestial Monarchs, and a Divine Emperor.
All of them are Great Dao Realm entities.
And that Divine Emperor is precisely one of the five Supres.
Now Lin Qianxuan found himself voluntarily arriving at soone else's ho.
But interestingly, that Supre has gone out searching for him now.
"Indeed, the most dangerous place is the safest place," Lin Qianxuan mused.
Then he cast out his line once more.
He was still in the kingdom of Xuan You.
However, he had transitioned from a big city to a small village.
After experiencing the bustle, he planned to let Ling'Er experience the simple and honest village life.
The hearts of the people in this place weren't as complicated.
Even if there was so scheming, most still retained a sense of moral boundaries.
"A big fish...."
At that mont, Ling'Er suddenly caught another fish, a hint of delight appearing on her face for catching this fish.
Freed from Earth's responsibilities, Ling'Er was truly starting to live a life of her own.
Not far from Lin Qianxuan, a girl about eleven or twelve stared at him, lost in thought.
She was a child from the village nad Qiu Yao, who had gone through an experience not long ago.
Her good friend Yu Wen had been chosen by the Dao Alliance to join the Sect for cultivation, leaving her alone.
Now she felt slightly lonely.
Lin Qianxuan showed no intention of interacting with her, but Ling'Er extended her hand.
"For you."
Ling'Er offered the fish she held.
Qiu Yao shook her head, saying, "Sister, I can't accept it...."
"Take it, and you can et him," Ling'Er said.
Qiu Yao was moved.
The fish in her hand transford into a drop of divine nectar, rging into her body and disappeared. At that mont, she felt an earth-shattering change within herself.
After a while, she moved her body and felt considerably stronger than before.
She had been taught basic knowledge within the village, understood many things, and so bowed to Ling'Er in thanks.
Once Qiu Yao left, Lin Qianxuan looked at Ling'Er, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
She was generally dismissive towards strangers.
In her heart, she only had the responsibility to safeguard Earth, ignoring humanity outside of it.
This ti, she actively approached the child and gifted a drop of nectar that transford her Root Bone.
"Why?" Lin Qianxuan asked, puzzled.
"Learned from you," Ling'Er replied.
Lin Qianxuan laughed.
While waiting for the fish, he had played his moves many tis.
Relying on the [Eyes of the Muddled Heaven] and [Spiritual Enlightennt]'s assistance, he easily manipulated karma and influenced the fate of living beings.
At the sa ti, it was through this process that he better understood his Dao Fruit.
These talents undoubtedly contained absolute conceptual elents.
They extended from his Dao Fruit.
Lin Qianxuan thought if he couldn't use the fishing rod effectively, he might consider further developing his Dao Fruit to achieve the sa goal.
Three days later, Qiu Yao left, heading for cultivation at the Dao Alliance.
"Boom~!"
Thunder struck, at the creekside, Lin Qianxuan and Ling'Er wore raincoats, still fishing.
The villagers had grown accustod to the scene.
No one intervened with them, rely perceiving them as mysterious beings.
Lin Qianxuan exhaled, transforming mist into clouds, causing rain to morph into the True Dragon's spiritual rain, while surrounding grass and trees began growing rapidly at a visible rate.
Suddenly, Ling'Er leaned on his shoulder.
Lin Qianxuan smiled and adjusted his position to make her more comfortable.
Her posture while fishing beca much more relaxed.
She was no longer fixated on catching a big fish.
She let the hook float in the Mirror Sea, just like Lin Qianxuan.
Unbeknownst to them, it resonated with the realm of this Dao Fruit.
Responsibility, purpose, obsession... in front of this fishing rod, all could be temporarily set aside.
Lin Qianxuan's gaze fell on the Misty Qi.
A new Sound Talisman had already ford.
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The Human Dao hovered in the void, observing Earth's beings, aiding warriors in defending against external foes, studying and executing the responsibility of protecting civilization.
This was the mission it was endowed with upon its birth.
It had seen a lot, and it had observed a lot.
Suddenly one day, the Dragon Head said to it, "How about taking a two-day break?"
"I am not human, I don't need a break," the Human Dao replied.
"But you are the Human Dao," the Dragon Head smiled and said. "The Human Dao is the summary of human civilization, and in human civilization, vacations cannot be omitted."
Then it was forced to take a break.
But on the break, it didn't know what to do.
It just watched quietly until the vacation ended.
"Your vacation seems to have gone quite well," the Dragon Head said.
"I had nothing to do, a vacation is aningless to ," the Human Dao responded.
"aningless, that is the greatest aning, as long as you feel like doing sothing," the Dragon Head said.
The Dragon Head hoped the Human Dao would not just be a tool.
A tool cannot safeguard the abstract concept of civilization well, a tool just rigidly follows a template and concept.
It should have its own understanding of human civilization, so it can correct it when it goes off the path.
Upon hearing this, the Human Dao flickered.
It had observed many human behaviors, understood human philosophical knowledge, and witnessed nurous things deed aningless.
In fact, from a cosmic scale, human civilization perhaps is also aningless.
Maybe after billions of years, it will perish.
And during this ti, this small patch of land holds no significance to the universe.
It pondered, what is its aning?
To protect human civilization?
That's the mission it was given after its birth, it is also a part of civilization, indeed, that is part of its aning.
But seemingly, not entirely.....
It contemplated, and the Dragon Head did not disturb it, just leaving it like that.
This seed to be just an interlude, after so ti, it resud its usual operations.
Until suddenly one day, it witnessed a Town Guardian who created it die unexpectedly.
For the first ti, it felt an emotion called sadness.
With emotion, it seed to have understood what "aning" is.
To follow one's emotions and do what one wants to do.
This was its interpretation of aning.
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[aning: Having a sense of existence, allowing you to comprehend life. (Probability of obtaining high-level fish catch increased by 50%.)]
The heavy rain was still falling, yet there were not that many waves in the Mirror Sea.
However, the number of big fish had doubled.
But at this mont, Lin Qianxuan's heart was no longer stirred by such waves.
He was already very calm.
Whether it was the plan to pursue Ling'Er or the obsession with surpassing the five Supres, all were set aside.
Letting events happen naturally, going with the flow.
Ti passed, in a blink, five years had gone by.
Ling'Er still looked like a young girl, but she had developed more expressions.
She would be annoyed if a hooked big fish got away, be delighted if she caught a big fish, and would set down the rod to quietly savor the food Lin Qianxuan made.
Qiu Yao and Yu Wen returned to the village once.
Their relationship seed to have deepened.
It was a case of lovers eventually becoming a family.
Out of curiosity, Lin Qianxuan peeked into their future destiny.
It turned out well this ti, the two successfully stayed together until old age, with Qiu Yao eventually buried by Yu Wen.
Much better than the end of a few others he had seen.
Those few had no good end, which made Lin Qianxuan now disinclined to use the [Eyes of the Muddled Heaven] to peek into others' futures.
But the [Eyes of the Muddled Heaven] ultimately only predict the greatest possibility, it is not unchangeable.
With a slight shift in causality, that future might no longer co true.
Of course, to interfere and change it, one must be able to transcend beyond this possibility.
Just like Lin Qianxuan's "String of Destiny," only he, who transcends destiny, can interfere with destiny.
After two more years of fishing, Lin Qianxuan and Ling'Er changed their fishing spot again.
They arrived at the side of the Spirit Lake of the Feixia Sect.
Now their status was as Honored Guest Elders of the Feixia Sect.
By the Spirit Lake was a female disciple nad Xi ng, only fifteen years old, who often ca to fetch water to water the herbs, coming and going frequently, she got to know both Lin Qianxuan and Ling'Er, often coming to join them for food and drink.
She had a high perception talent and was taken as a disciple by Elder Liu, who was in charge of alchemy in the herb field, holding a relatively special and leisurely position in the sect.
"Elder Lin, Sister Ling'Er, I'm here again,"
Xi ng, with light steps, reached the lakeside and sat down beside the two.
Lin Qianxuan took a fruit from the fish basket and handed it to her, which she received without hesitation and began to bite into.
"Delicious, thank you Elder Lin," Xi ng said with a smile.
"Weren't you learning to refine a new pill?" Lin Qianxuan asked casually.
"I learned it," Xi ng said, "It didn't take more than two days."
"Then you're quite talented," Lin Qianxuan nodded.
"Of course," Xi ng said with hands on her hips.
After chatting and playing for a while, she left again.
Ling'Er watched her back, a little lost, because she saw the causality around Xi ng.
Lin Qianxuan saw deeper than Ling'Er, a friend's death, sect destruction, everything valued disappeared overnight, then struggling cultivation for hundreds of years, intending revenge, only to find the enemies long gone...
She only had these two years of good days left.
The remaining ti was all struggle and pain.
Lin Qianxuan had seen a lot of suffering through his peering, and every ti, he would intervene, and this ti was no exception.
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