Eternal Tale

Five years later, in Xuanwei Heaven, within the mortal realm of humanity.

The grand world distinctly separates the mortal realm from the realm of cultivation, stretching endlessly, covered by boundless mountains and winding rivers, with diverse landscapes and breathtaking scenery.

Yet, in this grand world, there are no kingdoms or immortal sects in the mortal realm, only cities and towns, with countless villages scattered throughout.

However, martial arts flourish in the mortal realm, with many martial arts masters whose vitality is said to be so immense that martial saints and emperors have lived for two hundred years!

Moreover, due to the abundance of spiritual qi in the world, it is common for ordinary people to live to a hundred, with many wise individuals among them. In larger towns, there are even Qi cultivation phase spirit beasts, and many demonic beasts are kept in captivity!

Every city is bustling with activity, and there are no restrictions on interactions between cultivators and mortals. The art of talismans is particularly thriving in the mortal realm, with talismans even appearing in many commonly used tools.

The mortal realm is also home to vast plains, lush with greenery and flowers blooming like a sea.

Shepherds graze their flocks on the verdant meadows, while farmers toil diligently in the distant fields, enveloping the entire region in an aura of tranquility and prosperity.

Whether in towns or large cities, overseers dispatched by the Xuanwei Celestial Palace are stationed everywhere to prevent cultivators from wreaking havoc in the mortal realm, though they do not meddle in mortal affairs.

The town chiefs and city lords are chosen based on virtue and talent, with capable individuals rising and the incapable stepping down, maintaining a simple and orderly system!Playing politics in the selection of town chiefs and city lords is frowned upon here. The people of the grand world are wise, with no illiteracy, as the Celestial Palace has long disseminated books to enlighten and educate.

They simply hope that mortals without Spirit Roots can also forge a different path in martial arts, with immortals and mortals coexisting, not believing that Spirit Roots define everything.

The rulers of the Celestial Palace place great importance on the various regions and races of the mortal realm, observing silently from behind the scenes. As generations pass, they subtly guide mortals in the path of martial arts.

Martial arts relate to another, more basic form of qi in the world—true qi!

This qi is in harmony with all living things, with no barriers, seemingly humble yet blessing all beings. However, for cultivators, it is too insignificant, and though some powerful immortals have taken interest, they merely shake their heads and leave.

The beings of the grand world’s mortal realm understand the path of cultivation and are aware of the existence of immortals.

Every mortal region has an immortal city where one can test for Spirit Roots. If one wishes to travel, the path is prepared for them, with freedom to come and go, though there are no immortal sects recruiting disciples, leaving the future uncertain.

Thus, through generations of legacies, the mortals of the grand world have come to terms with cultivation. If given the chance, they will embark on the path of immortality; if not, they will not become obsessed.

A hundred years can be quite fulfilling, and when looking back, they might feel a tinge of envy for the long-lived immortals, but they will not be unreasonable, pestering immortals without Spirit Roots.

Respect is mutual. Immortals have already protected a region, even passing down many immortal artifacts and educating all beings, so mortals should be grateful, holding only respect for immortals in their hearts.

For this reason, the mortals and immortals of the grand world seem close, yet the distance is greater than that between mortals and immortals in smaller boundaries, for the grand world values equality.

The premise of parental kindness and filial piety is that parents must be kind, children filial, brothers friendly, and younger siblings respectful. Mortals understand respect, and immortals understand education, which is equality.

It is not because a cultivator has high cultivation that mortals should inherently revere them. Such individuals cannot be called immortals; they are merely powerful cultivators.

Today, in Qiongyang Town.

Here, only a bright sun can be seen, with warm winds caressing the peaceful hearts of countless mortals.

Qiongyang Town is a large town spanning a hundred miles. Upon entering, a bustling scene immediately unfolds.

Locals traverse the streets in an endless stream, dressed in colorful attire, with laughter and chatter filling the air. It is common to see people bidding farewell.

They busily manage their own small worlds, some trading goods in the marketplace, others conversing in the streets and alleys.

The streets of Qiongyang Town are wide and bustling, lined with shops, and various vendors fill the streets and alleys.

Vendors shout loudly, selling various items to passersby. The market is dazzling, with stalls filled with flowers, fruits, fabrics, pottery, and various trinkets.

Besides the market, Qiongyang Town also boasts bustling taverns and teahouses.

These taverns are lively, with the aroma of wine and tea wafting through the air. People gather here to discuss matters big and small, enjoying moments of leisure amidst their busy lives.

On the road outside the town, Qi cultivation phase spirit beasts tread lightly, carrying a variety of goods from all directions, accompanied by numerous knife-wielding escorts with sharp gazes.

Where there are people, there is a martial world, especially since they do not know how vast the mortal realm truly is, with masters and experts emerging endlessly, and the goods on the spirit beasts are not simple.

Here, there are many true qi talismans made by cultivators, as well as minerals sold across regions for production and labor. Iron tools have long been discarded, as the grand world’s mortal tools can last a century...

Indeed, spirit beasts in the Qi cultivation phase can truly be passed down in the mortal realm, as can tools... When spirit beasts pass away, they are given grand send-offs, having long been part of the family.

On the road.

The goods carried by these spirit beasts represent the specialties and resources of various regions, serving both the daily needs of mortals and as a link for trade and exchange.

As the spirit beast convoy progresses, dust rises beneath their hooves, creating a rhythmic clatter, and pedestrians on the roadside make way, watching this magnificent spectacle.

The spirit beast convoy on the road is like a flowing commercial artery, connecting the mortal towns of various regions.

They bring trade, exchange, and prosperity to Qiongyang Town, making this small town a commercial hub, attracting people from all directions for trade and sightseeing.

On this lively and prosperous mortal road, the presence of the spirit beast convoy is constant, injecting boundless vitality and business opportunities into this land.

Time slowly passes, the sun sets in the west, and the sky gradually takes on an orange-red hue, casting its glow upon the earth.

The afterglow falls like gold, illuminating a scene of tranquility and harmony. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves, creating a soft rustling sound.

The entire scene is bathed in a gentle light, giving a sense of peace and warmth. The afterglow makes everything appear gentle and beautiful, as if the earth itself is immersed in this endless tranquility.

Just as this beautiful scene unfolds, four figures gradually appear in the distance.

Their appearance is not abrupt, as if they are one with the serene nature, walking slowly as if appreciating the beauty of the sunset, exuding an aura of mystery and majesty.

Among them, a handsome young man in gray hemp clothing carries a bamboo basket with a weapon wrapped in cloth inside, and a suona tied to his waist, appearing like a local performing funeral rites.

But his eyes seem to carry a glimmer, capable of stirring the emotions of those around him, making anyone who looks at him feel as if they are bathed in the warmth of spring.

Beside him is a large Black Bull, adorned with pots, pans, and some bells, jingling as it moves. It does not have a nose ring but wears a small wooden bucket around its neck.

Underneath the Black Bull runs a mutated little red dog, fierce yet adorable, ready to bark fiercely at anyone who dares to look at it too long!

Beside the Black Bull stands an eighteen-year-old girl, also dressed in simple gray hemp clothing, her eyes full of laughter, exuding tranquility and elegance, her presence seemingly harmonizing with the surrounding flora.

They gradually appear on the road outside the town, gazing into the distance with relaxed expressions, as the sunset path slowly unfolds before them.

Suddenly!

The young man’s serene expression changes, and he suddenly starts running with the bamboo basket, turning his head to shout, ”Bull, Third Sister, Little Chi, we’ve reached Qiongyang Town, charge!!”

”Moo moo!!”

”Roar~~... Woof woof!!”

”Eldest Brother, wait for me~”

”Damn, after crossing mountains and rivers for so long, we’ve finally arrived, haha!”

The young man is extremely excited, breaking into a jog, with dust swirling around him in an instant, shouting, ”I declare... a new life begins now! Woohoo!! Charge!!”

The four figures run faster and faster on the road, their faces filled with joy, as if they haven’t laughed so heartily in a long, long time.