Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 889 - 889 303 Divine Artifact Two-in-One

Chapter 889: Chapter 303: Divine Artifact [Two-in-One] Chapter 889: Chapter 303: Divine Artifact [Two-in-One] Five people reemerged into the world of men and, glancing back, felt a surreal sense of unreality, as if awakening from a dream.

They couldn’t make sense of it, no matter how they tried; how had that despair-inducing restriction suddenly weakened?

Without any warning, without any signs!

All five had been in despair, ready to die within, even writing their last words.

But now, all that was no longer necessary!

“Qing Ming!”

One person said, “How shall we proceed? Now that we’re out, there are some matters that we need to discuss.”

“Why not go back and rest first before talking, why the rush? After being confined for so many years, aren’t you used to it?”

“That works too.”

“Let’s head back!”

One of them took the lead, soaring into the wind towards the sky, “Let’s see how this world has changed!”

He didn’t even turn his head back.

There was no hint of a farewell to the others.

And the subsequent actions of the few others were similarly diverse—

And it wasn’t just here.

In this world, numerous known and unknown powerful restrictions, hidden locations, secret realms, and countless…

In such places, there were usually extraordinary beings trapped within.

But at this moment, when fate was suddenly muddled and the oppression of Heaven’s Path abruptly vanished, those powerful restrictions built with the advantage of location and timing lost their effect.

At the very least, they were weakened, significantly so!

What was once an insurmountable chasm had now become mere perilous peaks, no longer unreachable. With a concerted effort, one could try and escape to the heavens!

Suddenly, all across the continent, there were joyful roars of exhilaration.

“I’m out!”

“I’m finally free!”

“Oh, how I’ve missed this land!”

“How many years has it been?”

“What era is it now?”

…

By this time, Yuezhou City was already deep into the night.

But tens of thousands of miles away, it was still the morning.

In a remote village, an old man suddenly appeared at the edge and asked an elder who was digging a hole.

“Hey, old man, what day is it today?”

“Today is a good day.”

“…I’m asking what year, month, and day it is today.”

“Oh… Today is the year 3200 in the Chu Country Calendar.”

“Chu Country Calendar?”

“That’s right.”

“What about the Anping Calendar?”

“Anping Calendar? That is a general chronology; how would I know such high-level matters? People from Great Chu naturally use the Chu Country Calendar!”

“…”

“What are you digging this hole for? You’re not digging your own grave, preparing your underground residence, and taking care of your final affairs in advance, are you?”

The old man straightened up, giving the outsider a look of disbelief, “Are you speaking human language… I’m digging a tree pit!”

“Ah, I see…”

Embarrassed, the elder touched his nose and asked, “How far is it to the nearest town?”

The old man raised the handle of his shovel, “See this?”

“Hm?”

“We call this a Handle Stick.”

“Really?”

“From here, the nearest town is probably more than ten thousand Handle Sticks away.”

The elder was stunned, “Don’t you measure distances in li here? Also, if it’s a handle, why do you call it a Handle Stick instead of a handle? Doesn’t that defy logic?”

The old man rolled his eyes, “Of course we talk about logic here. For example, you should call me ‘elder brother’ instead of ‘hey, old man!’ That’s your leverage over me; what does a Handle Stick have to do with it? Anyway, we measure distances with Handle Sticks here, not li!”

The elder was dumbstruck, standing there frozen.

Brandishing the ‘Handle Stick,’ the old man lectured, “Big brother, I don’t mean to take leverage over you, but it’s you who were rude first. When you ask for directions, can’t you be a bit more polite? Old man, old man, do you think you’re still a young man? People should speak with reason wherever they go! Reason allows you to travel the world unimpeded!”

…

On the small road towards the town, the elder sped along with a wry smile on his face, unexpected to be lectured upon returning to the mortal world, and the one doing the lecturing was an ordinary civilian, an elder, who had effectively taken him to task, leaving him at a loss for words.

At that moment, he wasn’t quite sure how to feel!

“That old man, to think that I was already being quite polite by calling him ‘old man,’ who dares to call me that? His ancestor’s ancestor’s ancestor’s ancestor… If repeated a thousand times, I’m not sure if they’d even qualify to be called my ‘elder brother’…”

“And he took leverage over me, talking about Handle Sticks, insisting on logic over traditional measurements… I’m flabbergasted… If it were my old temper, one slap could have turned him into a Handle Stick!”

…

Outside the village, the old man continued digging proudly and spiritedly.

Having taught a foreigner a lesson in reason today made him feel like he had done a good deed, truly, no greater virtuous act.

Indeed, I must be the greatest man of virtue in the village, unmatched.

A young man came running out, “Dad, have you finished digging? I wanted to help too. You’re done so soon?”

The old man snorted, “This is just digging a pit, not a grave! When it’s time for me to dig my own grave, you can come and work; if you sleep a bit longer, you won’t have to dig pits, you’ll be digging my grave directly!”

The young man stood there, sheepish; with his father’s habit of wanting to teach anyone a lesson, there really was no way to respond.

It was said that he had been like this since he was young, even getting beaten up by outsiders for it. Yet, he never changed, and now in old age, he was still the same. What could one possibly do about it?