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Chapter 1020 - Chapter 1020 Chapter 637 Hard to Find in the Mortal World_2

Chapter 1020: Chapter 637: Hard to Find in the Mortal World_2 Chapter 1020: Chapter 637: Hard to Find in the Mortal World_2 It had only been tens of thousands of years, and he had already achieved the True Immortal Fruit Position.

Now, at this realm, he had reached the end, with no further paths to tread, only a breakthrough would suffice.

But above this was the King’s Domain, a realm so lofty that it was unattainable for the beings of the Ten Thousand Clans.

Sitting at the edge of the River of Time, overlooking the vicissitudes of the ages, even within the vast Immortal Domain, he was considered a figure unimaginable.

Advancement in realm was never an overnight feat; it required accumulation over days and months, allowing quantity to transform into quality.

He had been practising sword for a hundred thousand years.

Yet, between the heart and chest, there was still not a trace of insight into the breakthrough.

It was like standing in front of a window, the paper of the window so thin it was almost transparent, seeming as though a gentle poke would allow one to see a whole new world. However, this thin layer of window paper, no matter how hard he tried, he could not pierce through.

He was clearly only one step away from the summit, not needing to do much, just needing to move a little step forward — just one small step — and then he would be able to witness the magnificent scenery from the mountaintop with his own eyes.

This sense of frustration made him desperate, yet he refused to give up.

He felt that he was different from Gu Chen and Tu Dequan.

They were the earliest disciples following Lord Willow God, he, although also early, had already made a name for himself before becoming a disciple of Lord Willow God, mingling for a long time in the world, and finally had to hide his name in a certain village due to some reasons.

Of course, he was married.

But all these years he had been childless.

In the past, it was because of his wife’s fate, her God Soul was harmed by a villain, sinking into degeneration, and he had almost given up hope, but luckily Lord Willow God stepped in, allowing the couple to continue their bonds in this life.

But now, it was his cause.

He was addicted to the path of cultivation, unable to extricate himself, and unable to control himself.

Having this thought.

The expression of the Broad Sword man turned bitter.

He knew that if he wanted to solve it, the only way was to truly break into the King’s Domain. By then, the sky would be wide and the seas broad, everything would be easily resolved.

But the journey was long, and even though it was just a layer of window paper, who knew in what year and month he would be able to break it!

He was already immortal, naturally he could afford to wait.

But his beloved might not be able to wait.

Even though she was also a genius within her sect back then, after all, that was in the Lower Realm, the Barbaric Wilderness, and in the Immortal Domain, apart from a few rare beings like Shi Hao, the rest were essentially no different from ordinary people.

Without truly entering immortality, even within the Immortal Domain surrounded by immortal qi cleansing the body, one cannot exist alongside time.

Having practised the sword until now, he no longer knew what he was conflicactly striving for.

Logically speaking, he should have everything, but he felt as if he had nothing.

Exhaling a breath laden with impurities, the Broad Sword man knew he could not practise the sword anymore.

If he continued to practise.

He might fall into inner demons.

…

…

“Adult, I want to go refine my heart in the Red Dust,” he said.

That day.

The man, heavy-hearted, ascended the mountain.

Without any explanation, he knelt before Jiang Hui.

“Red Dust is like a dream, human hearts are like mirrors, go, you should be able to find the answers you seek!”

Jiang Hui’s gaze was distant, looking at the kneeling figure before him, then he raised his eyes to look towards the continuous, age-less Green Mountain in the distance.

He did not ask for any reasons.

When a follower’s Faith Value reaches a certain level, he can communicate mentally with the follower and know all that is in their hearts.

The Broad Sword man was the longest following “veteran” presence, not to mention that he had also intervened to save the man’s beloved, the Faith Value naturally had been accumulated long ago.

“Thank you, Adult!” Hearing this, the Broad Sword man’s previously agitated heart unexpectedly calmed down considerably.

“But before that, I will seal some of your cultivation,” Jiang Hui said.

Coming down slowly from on high, Jiang Hui stretched out his distinct fingers lightly and touched the middle of the man’s forehead.

No unusual phenomena occurred.

But in an instant, an intense feeling of weakness surged throughout the Broad Sword man’s body, yet he took a long breath.

“Thank you for the reminder, Adult!” he said.

He bowed once more to that supreme, lofty existence in his heart.

Without informing anyone.

He led a Celestial Horse from the Imperial Horse Superintendancy.

The man rushed directly into the vast Red Dust.

In reality, any place in the world could be called ‘Red Dust.’

The Red Dust is endless, bustling and never ceasing; where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, all are Red Dust.

But if there is a Red Dust recognized by all under heaven.

It is only the mortal realm filled with the seven emotions and six desires.

Refining the heart in the Red Dust, what is refined are indeed these seven emotions and six desires.

But what is the mortal realm?

The hardest to find!

The Lower Realm?

That place is not the mortal realm, and many there practice cultivation. Even in remote small mountain villages, they emphasize strong vitality, with children taking medicine baths to strengthen their body from birth.

The true Red Dust is untainted by any external materials and karma.

Even if a cultivator steps into it, they must transform into a mortal in a moment.

Especially from a deeper perspective, “Red Dust” does not merely refer to secular life; it also encompasses all experiences, emotions, desires, tribulations, suffering, and tranquility in life.

Looking at the present, who has truly experienced the trials of Red Dust?

Only Shi Hao.

Or perhaps the future Ye Emperor.

To be honest, Jiang Hui did not believe the Broad Sword man could find it, as he lacked the opportunity.

But it doesn’t matter.

After all, he was just seeking an answer, not the real world of Red Dust.

In fact, Jiang Hui had foreseen these unexpected events and thus had prepared and planned in his heart long ago.

Though there is merely one word difference between True Immortal and Immortal King, how can the vast gap between them be truly explained by a single word?

Even Emperor Huang Tian had spent five hundred thousand years to achieve his throne, returning from the dead silence.

Others, like the Six Crown King Ning Chuan, who had a celestial phenomenon at birth and was blessed by the Kylin, only reached the True Immortal Realm in the end.

Most of his disciples naturally could not compare with Emperor Huang Tian, and faced confusion at this threshold.

“A grand dream through ages, Red Dust refines the heart, filled with material intoxication, and fraught with emotional desires; in the end, what can the relentless pursuit achieve?”

Withdrawing his gaze, Jiang Hui turned and headed for the travelling palace.

A dragon egg was just produced yesterday.

It is currently placed inside the traveling palace.

The method to activate this dragon egg is quite odd, as it needs to be placed on the bed in his sleeping chamber for five hours.

Right now, he only needs to wait another half hour for it to successfully hatch.

…

The Lower Realm.

The Wilderness.

Stone Kingdom.

For the Broad Sword man, this place is where everything began.

It is also the birthplace of legends.

After over a hundred thousand years, he has returned here.

In the eyes of the Broad Sword man, the Lower Realm should be synonymous with Red Dust.

And as the initial border of the village, the Wilderness Area naturally is the first choice.

He first returned to his old home in the village, then went directly to the capital of Stone Kingdom.

The Broad Sword man vaguely remembered that the now-famous Sovereign of the Celestial Court, Huang, once served as Emperor Shi of the Stone Kingdom.

As night fell, the majestic city was lit up by lamps as bright as day.

On the city walls, flags fluttered, and patrolling soldiers clad in armor held their weapons firm, full of a forbidding air.

Faintly, numerous strong auras circulated.

Of course, in the eyes of the Broad Sword man, those strong individuals and the ordinary people walking in the city were no different.

Even the grand city itself seemed so trivial; with just a thought, he could make the entire Stone Kingdom collapse in an instant.

This must be Red Dust, right?

He blocked everything out and walked straight into the city, unnoticed by anyone.

The streets were bustling, lined with shops, like a city that never sleeps; even though the sun had set, people still came and went, the place vibrant with the hustle and bustle.

As the evening deepened, it grew even livelier.

At the corners of streets and alleys, lights were bright, lanterns in taverns hung high, the scent of wine was intoxicating, and the sound of the zither melodious.

The Broad Sword man chose a secluded corner and sat down alone, also revealing his form.

The quick-eyed and agile waiter immediately came to greet him warmly,

“Sir, right this way! What would you like to drink? Our shop offers the finest wines and exquisite dishes.”

The Broad Sword man shook his head, “Bring me a pot of tea. I just want to find a place to rest my feet for now.”

…

Time flies like a shuttle.

He stayed in Stone Kingdom for nearly two years.

During those two years, he lived like a mortal, working from sunrise to sunset and subsisting on simple meals each day.

Beyond that, he visited the library every day to listen to the Storytelling Master recount the deeds of Huang in those years.

The Adult had once said, in this life, only Huang truly became a Red Dust Immortal.