Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World -
Chapter 341 - 211: Ten Thousand Years is Too Long; The Era is Turbulent
Chapter 341: Chapter 211: Ten Thousand Years is Too Long; The Era is Turbulent
Jiushan Realm.
"How did it die again..."
Zheng Fa sat in his small courtyard, listening to Mrs. Zheng’s complaints.
Since the Zheng Family no longer had any fields, and Mrs. Zheng could not stay idle, she busied herself with the home garden.
Other people planted flowers and grass, but Mrs. Zheng wanted to grow vegetables.
She had opened up two vegetable patches in the corner of the courtyard and tried several times.
However, those seeds were imported from the Xuanwei Realm, mostly for the experiments of individuals like Master Qian, inexpensive but unviable in Jiushan Realm.
Zhang and Xiao Yuying also sat by, watching the Sect Leader, Zheng Fa, listen to Mrs. Zheng’s gentle complaints without saying a word, just listening quietly.
After a while, Mrs. Zheng seemed satisfied and a bit embarrassed. She stood up and went to the kitchen to cook for them.
Today Zheng Fa had invited Xiao Yuying to his home as a guest, to share a meal casually, while Zhang was there to keep them company.
Xiao Yuying promptly accepted the invitation, understanding that this was Zheng Fa’s way of expressing gratitude—
Requesting Lady Xuanhua’s aid was actually of little benefit to her. Zheng Fa’s action likely acknowledged her favor, expressing a deeper closeness.
Xiao Yuying found it quite novel...
After all, as a Nascent Soul, she had long stopped eating mortal food.
Visiting a mortal’s home was an experience she hadn’t encountered before.
You see, she had been born into a decent family and was exceptionally talented, taken in by her Master very early—she had hardly experienced any mundane life.
Even then, she understood that Zheng Fa was putting his heart into this.
She actually lacked nothing.
Spirit stones? Treasures? Heritage?
Jiushan Sect wants to offer, but she wouldn’t fancy them...
Most importantly, she vaguely felt Zheng Fa somehow understood her deeply—
She requested Lady Xuanhua because she wanted to.
If Zheng Fa thought to give her this and that...
With this thought, she pursed her lips slightly, laid back in her chair, and understood what Zheng Fa meant—
Inviting you for a meal, not because your help was only worth a meal, but because I have it etched in my heart.
Anything more, and I’d fear diminishing you.
Xiao Yuying laughed softly, suddenly feeling that the smell of the food was a bit more enticing.
...
Zheng Fa really didn’t have time to think so much; inviting Xiao Yuying was indeed to show gratitude—on the other hand, it was also a time to rest.
After all, making Hanhai Outer Pill had almost mobilized the entire leadership of Jiushan Sect, taking more than a month.
His body wasn’t tired, but his mind was certainly weary.
But Zheng Fa didn’t completely neglect his duties either, holding a few Communication Talismans in his hand, reading them one by one.
Many of these talismans were sent by Seventh Young Master, who wrote about everything, small things and big, with detailed and frequent messages.
This somewhat reassured Zheng Fa—it meant that Seventh Young Master was thriving in the Hundred Immortals Alliance, using talismans as if they were free.
Another part naturally involved various messages from the Unrivaled Society.
Yan Wushuang had returned to Tianhe Sect, but there were no particularly important messages for now, only some side rumors, probably collected by other members of the Unrivaled Society.
"Supreme Dao’s previous Daoist, Jiang Chengkong..."
Zheng Fa put down a talisman, murmuring.
"What’s wrong?"
Zhang asked.
"This person claims to be supporting the Hundred Immortals Alliance, but he’s visiting other Immortal Sects along the way, seemingly not in any hurry."
Zheng Fa honestly, was a bit puzzled by this man’s actions.
In fact, he didn’t even understand the current situation:
The rivalry between Great Freedom Demon Sect and the Hundred Immortals Alliance seemed to be escalating, yet it was much less than what Zheng Fa had anticipated.
"Isn’t it always like this? For top powers like the Supreme Dao and Great Freedom Demon Sect, how could a victor be determined in a short period of time?"
Zhang looked at Zheng Fa puzzled, clearly not understanding his confusion.
"..." Zheng Fa was somewhat silent, sighing, "I was mistaken..."
He had forgotten that his perception of time was completely different from a great power of the Xuanwei Realm...
Next to him, Xiao Yuying added, "This sect of Supreme Dao is extremely mysterious. My Master once said that among the Xuanwei Five Sects, if we talk about profound heritage, Supreme Dao is probably at the forefront."
"..."
Listening, Zheng Fa’s face showed a thoughtful expression.
"Jiang Chengkong, I know of him, this person should be a genius cultivator from thirteen thousand years ago... now most likely a Divinity Transformation." Xiao Yuying added.
"In his era, he almost overshadowed everyone. In the secret realms of that period, his name was often mentioned... the cultivators mentioned him with envy, jealousy, and even fear..."
"Such a person contending with the Great Freedom Demon Sect... I wouldn’t say a year or half, but a hundred years, a thousand years are minor details."
Having heard Xiao Yuying’s addition, Zheng Fa also understood the capability of this predecessor Daoist.
"Moreover, he doesn’t need to hurry..." Xiao Yuying continued, "The Xuanwei Realm can be said to remain unchanged for ten thousand years; waiting a while won’t hurt."
Zheng Fa, listening, felt there was reason in this—
A Divinity Transformation cultivator, a Nascent Soul cultivator’s view on time and situation, naturally differed from Zheng Fa’s.
Especially since developments in the Xuanwei Realm were relatively slow; they naturally weren’t hasty about things, prudence was their approach.
But...
Unchanging for ten thousand years?
Zheng Fa looked at the sky, the sky was misty, unclear where the sun was.
Ten thousand years is too long...
...
Zheng Fa flipped to the next Communication Talisman, sent by the Seventh Young Master,
The message contained only a video, the Seventh Young Master’s voice sounding like a narration:
"This is a spirit field of the Hundred Immortals Alliance, recently attacked by those demon brats..."
In the video, the fields were brutally trampled.
The paddy fields were dried up, the vegetable fields scattered, the soil beneath their feet subtly blood-red, the distant houses half-destroyed.
The voice of the Seventh Young Master was uncertain whether it was fear or suppression:
"Thirty-two fellow disciples dead, over twenty thousand mortals displaced... such incidents happen every day, every day."
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