Eternal Tale

Cui Ying squinted slightly, and the world fell into silence, with everyone’s gaze fixed on Chen Xun.

This scene was so similar to the past, yet in reality, Yin Tianshou’s disciple didn’t appreciate it, acting no differently than in the small boundary.

Always thinking he was the protagonist of the world, believing he was cautious, assuming strong protectors would shield him, and always thinking he would turn danger into safety.

With a single disagreement, he would cause slaughter, disregarding the powerful of the grand world, viewing everyone’s insight and wisdom as worthless...

Reality always dealt him a painful blow, not only leading to his own demise but also implicating his master.

Even the disciples of those he had slain could now stand before them, speaking as equals, which was truly ironic.

This was why Cui Ying had previously remarked, ”A cultivator’s mindset is even harder to grasp than their techniques.”

Yin Tianshou was the greatest victim in this matter, and even now, she did not agree with this statement.

Moreover, at that time, what was Weiyue’s master’s realm compared to Yin Tianshou’s disciple’s realm? At least a major realm apart.

She couldn’t believe there was no manipulator behind this, but with all evidence laid out, his disciple had indeed surpassed a major realm to kill.Yet the details were too vague, and the matter was thus concluded, leaving them no chance to investigate further.

Ultimately, it was because his disciple was too easily exploited, just like this time.

This man named Chen Xun dared to openly slay ten Flood Dragons of the Eight Veins working for the Immortal Palace, and the arrogance hidden behind this act made her heart tremble.

If Yin Tianshou protected the wrong person again this time, it would truly be a disaster with no hope left.

”Cui Ying.”

”Tianshou.”

”Trash Island needs your protection for a while. Lingbao Immortal Pavilion seems to be making some moves against them.”

Yin Tianshou’s eyes sparkled, his white beard fluttering, ”I don’t know when they will act, but evacuating the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan in advance will save a lot of trouble.”

Cui Ying responded indifferently, ”Alright, leave it to me. I’ll protect them one last time. If they cause trouble on Li Chen Island, I’ll have to act according to the rules.”

Yin Tianshou was momentarily speechless, naturally hearing the dissatisfaction and concern in Cui Ying’s words, and he calmly replied, ”Alright.”

Cui Ying nodded and disappeared in an instant, reappearing in the center of Trash Island, sitting cross-legged with her eyes slightly closed, as if in meditation.

As soon as she appeared, the people from the Online Store on Trash Island felt a tightness in their hearts.

It was as if something had gripped their nascent souls and primordial spirits, rendering them completely unable to hide under this aura.

Cui Ying’s eyebrows trembled slightly, ”What residual aura is this...”

The path she cultivated was somewhat unique, the path of entering dreams, capable of directly striking the Three Souls and Seven Spirits of the weak, drawing them into a great dream.

But its effect on cultivators of the same realm was minimal, making it difficult to cause any impact.

Cui Ying’s brows furrowed deeper, this feeling was so strange, yet it was hard to trace its origins, faintly spreading between heaven and earth, and if she hadn’t just entered meditation, it would have been hard to detect.

”Could it be that a Heavenly Venerable has descended here, or has a Heavenly Venerable paid attention to this place before?”

Cui Ying couldn’t help but feel shocked, this aura was too ethereal, and even the sparse remnants of the power of the Great Dao made her feel a sense of unease, ”Erasing some traces, what path is this?”

Her expression instantly became extremely calm, and her gaze involuntarily turned towards Chen Xun.

She automatically ignored Song Heng and Gu Lisheng, who stood around with dumbfounded expressions, not even considering them.

Cui Ying’s eyes were incredibly deep, and her inner worry grew deeper, fearing that Chen Xun’s identity might not be so simple, uncertain whether the future would be a blessing or a curse.

Even a Great Ascension Venerable could not foresee even a bit of the future, only able to discern a thread of the future based on their current insight.

This grand world had never had a concept of destiny, no heavenly mandate, no fate, all born from the heart, and no cultivator believed in so-called destiny, only in their own strength.

She actually didn’t know the true thoughts deep in Yin Tianshou’s heart, only hoping he wouldn’t get deeper into the mire, that’s all...

In the distant sky.

Yin Tianshou sighed softly, witnessing Chen Xun’s miserable state, his bones shattered, with no trace of deception, a situation that could only be gradually restored on the way to the Immortal Prison, which was no benevolent place.

It was not a mundane prison, where one could wait for release with two meals a day and some hard labor.

He walked through the air, ripples spreading beneath his feet, appearing beside Chen Xun and Black Bull in an instant.

”Greetings, senior.”

”Greetings, senior.”

...

Everyone around bowed their heads and cupped their hands, though he exuded no aura, the mere presence of his name and reputation was enough to suppress everyone, making them not dare to breathe loudly.

Yin Tianshou wore a peaceful expression, ”No need for formalities, act according to your factory owner’s arrangements. I need to take them away, as this matter is not yet fully resolved. Today is merely a repayment of karma, no need for resentment, just cultivate well.”

”...Yes.”

The crowd responded with difficulty, unable to reach such a state of calmness, with simple reasons in their hearts.

The factory owner was merely not at a higher realm than the Flood Dragon Venerable, if the realms were equal, would it dare to be so presumptuous?!

But they seemed to overlook another aspect, if Chen Xun truly reached such a realm, it wouldn’t be the Flood Dragon Venerable who would step forward.

At such a realm, there would be no chance of survival, ten deaths without life.

The weak had a better chance of survival under such a grand world.

They wouldn’t be killed on the road by someone who disliked them, crushed to death with a single glance, as the rules were not so harsh on the weak.

In fact, the grand world’s rules were quite restrictive on the strong, with the lightest crime resulting in the scattering of the soul.

The destruction caused by such strong individuals was too great, and even the slightest sign couldn’t be allowed to appear.

If the strong were allowed to act recklessly, without reverence, the Three Thousand Great Worlds would have no successors, and all races would wither, as stated by a strong figure from the Boundless Great World.

All cultivators born in the grand world were indoctrinated by the rules from a young age, protected by them when weak, so even if they became strong later, they would never become bloodthirsty maniacs.

But there were quite a few from the small boundaries who were like this, weak and disregarding the rules, unreasonable.

They took murder and treasure snatching as the creed of the world of immortals, the law of the jungle as the rule of cultivating immortality, seeing the entire grand world as darkness, with only themselves as light, believing everyone was out to harm them! Deceive them!

Finally, they would sneer: It’s all just lies, I’ve seen through it all, everything created is an illusion, how could the world of immortals be so good.

Human nature is darkness everywhere, the so-called rules are just your grandiose reasons to oppress billions of races!

Such words were considered absurd by the myriad races of the grand world, whether small or large, none agreed.

The billions of races were not just humans, and human nature shouldn’t be imposed on them, the perspective of these cultivators from small boundaries was too limited, ultimately unable to achieve anything.

The most ridiculous part was when the involved parties thought it was a fallacy, and when no one agreed.

Instead, it was the boundary cultivators, as outsiders, who were shouting opposition, and many grand world cultivators didn’t even know what they were shouting about.

This was one of the reasons the Immortal Palace was quite displeased with the small boundary cultivators, and why the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance no longer cared about the lives of billions of beings in the small boundaries.

They caused too much turmoil, to the point of being nauseating.

Whether it was the small boundaries that were born or certain beings from the small boundaries, they were like bandits from the mortal world.

Not only did they contribute nothing to the grand world’s immortal path, but they only knew how to greedily take.

In the end, they even concocted a conspiracy theory, thinking the strongest races of the grand world were playing those low-level cultivation tricks on them.

The flourishing development of the immortal path in the Three Thousand Great Worlds was not summoned by those people’s shouting.

All races had experienced countless times more than the ancestors of the small boundaries, and the sacrifice of a single immortal path powerhouse could crush a small boundary.

If not for the strongest races of the Boundless Great World holding back, these small boundaries would have been destroyed cleanly at their inception, to prevent the emergence of a horde of vicious criminals.