Eternal Tale

Meng Sheng had also washed away his fatigue. The grandeur of the Five Aggregates Sect’s architecture was entirely built with various immortal materials and ancient stones, perfectly aligning with the great Dao of immortality. The numerous paradises and secret realms were dazzling to behold.

Especially those rare spiritual herbs, which were adapted to their environment and could be seen everywhere. Almost every disciple had a Spiritual Medicine Garden and fields of spiritual herbs, and there were even fierce beasts to oversee!

Cultivators lived alongside spiritual beasts, making them their companions.

His sect truly walked an unconventional path, living alongside the fierce beasts of the Wild Heaven, which made Meng Sheng laugh heartily. It seemed he hadn’t laughed like this in a long time.

The main peaks were beginning to take shape, and plans for the grand competition platforms and various special secret realms were underway, painting a picture of prosperity.

No one would believe that the First Ancestor of the Five Aggregates Sect always claimed that his sect was in ruins and dirt poor...

If you hadn’t entered the mountain gate and the grand formation, from any angle outside, the Jade Bamboo Range would appear desolate, a place where even birds wouldn’t defecate.

The illusion of the East Sea, when viewed from afar, seemed like a mere ditch, and Meng Sheng almost believed it when he arrived!

He could only silently marvel in his heart at Senior Black Bull’s increasingly profound mastery of formations. Now, even he couldn’t spot a single flaw, but that was to be expected.

Upon returning, Meng Sheng visited the ninety-nine ring-shaped mountains for a few days, where Chen Xun personally cooked a feast for him. The young man’s eyes now gleamed with a certain brightness.This greatly comforted Chen Xun. He and Black Bull listened intently to Meng Sheng’s recent experiences. He had left the Wild Heaven Region and entered the Star Pivot, mingling with the strong from various great worlds.

He had also made many friends among the myriad clans and even shared his future plans with Chen Xun and Black Bull, saying he would explore the immortal secret realms of the great worlds. This return was actually a farewell.

He was preparing to officially head to the gate of the Taiyi world, intending to venture into the special heavenly domain of the Primordial Great World.

The Wild Heaven Region could no longer contain him... Who didn’t know that Meng Old Demon had the potential to become an immortal?!

The endless schemes were overwhelming, so he had to go to the Primordial Great World to lay low. He had heard of an immortal treasure there, which was of utmost importance to him.

Meng Sheng hid nothing from Chen Xun, treating him as his only elder.

The bizarre experiences over the years made Chen Xun and Black Bull laugh heartily, even jokingly lamenting, ”Our Five Aggregates Sect’s Meng Sheng has it tough...”

But Meng Sheng was long accustomed to the personalities of these two seniors, who would never utter profound words of comfort or encouragement. He laughed along, a bit silly and pure.

These two seniors had supported each other along the way, their appearances unchanged, their original intentions unaltered, which was wonderful, truly wonderful!

Meng Sheng didn’t know why, but seeing them so well made his heart exceptionally calm and warm... It seemed there was no need to worry about this journey.

He didn’t know when he had become like this. In the past, he was solitary, profit-driven, and indifferent to the fate of fellow Daoists.

Now, he felt a strange attachment, hoping that every time he returned, the two seniors would be as well as ever, day after day, year after year...

He also brought back many local specialties from other great worlds within the Star Pivot, specifically for the two seniors.

Meng Sheng knew they didn’t care for spiritual herbs or treasures, and immortals didn’t need his flattery. He merely brought back some ordinary items, not precious, just a token of his regard.

Sure enough, Chen Xun and Black Bull were overjoyed, repeatedly praising Meng Sheng for his thoughtfulness. They truly liked local specialties!

They even pulled Meng Sheng in for a photo, with him smiling brightly, standing between Chen Xun and Black Bull, his hands a bit awkward.

But Meng Sheng couldn’t quite remember the last time he had smiled so brightly, so simply, so genuinely.

Giving some ordinary local specialties could make an immortal so delighted, but only his senior could be like this. The Three Thousand Great Worlds were vast and magnificent, hiding countless immortals.

Yet they were not even a fraction of his senior, not even close!

Later, Meng Sheng bid them farewell, a rare hint of reluctance flashing in his weathered eyes, as Chen Xun and Black Bull accompanied him down the mountain.

They walked down the mountain step by step, with Black Bull stuffing some formation stones into his hands, affectionately nudging the young Meng Sheng.

Chen Xun gave Meng Sheng some tea leaves... still as simple and unadorned, saying to drink them when thirsty on the road. The journey was long, spanning a great world, and who knew when they would meet again, so he should take more.

If Elder Xun were to take out some great magical artifact or treasure, it would be his life on the line, as he was still using the Mountain-axing axe from before.

Meng Sheng nodded continuously, silent and still, just quietly listening to the seniors’ chatter.

He walked slowly to the mountain gate, where Chen Xun and Black Bull stopped.

Meng Sheng summoned his flying magical artifact, bowing once more in farewell, and there seemed to be a woman’s figure on it. They disappeared into the sky in an instant, heading towards the world gate of the Taiyi world.

As for the Yu family, they didn’t obstruct him this time either. Meng Sheng bore the mark of the Five Aggregates Sect on his back, and as long as he remembered the Yu family’s past kindness, that was enough; the bond shouldn’t be too deep.

...

Over these five hundred years, the mortal Yao Yue of the Xuanwei Heaven domain was left in a state of bemusement.

She had once said that if Chen Xun wanted to see her, he could come anytime.

Yao Yue had prepared for the regret of possibly never seeing him again, even after hundreds or thousands of years.

But Chen Xun always took the unconventional path, bringing Black Bull along once a year, like returning home for the New Year!

Recently, Yao Yue’s smile had become more serene and sincere, accustomed to sitting on the mountain ridge waiting for their return, suddenly feeling that a year passed so slowly.

Her heart seemed to have no regrets, very at ease.

Five hundred years later.

The Three Thousand Great Worlds remained peaceful, the Wild Heaven Region still rife with slaughter, and Black Bull of the Five Aggregates Sect entered seclusion today, preparing to devour the supreme-grade spirit stones Chen Xun left behind.

Chen Xun, wearing a straw hat, wandered around the Five Aggregates Sect, often sitting in the shade eating sunflower seeds, watching the disciples study the Five Aggregates Immortal Canon and practice life-preserving techniques, living quite comfortably.

Crack, crack...

The sound of cracking sunflower seeds echoed under the shade, as Chen Xun lounged under the tree, enjoying the warm afternoon sun.

”Old Ancestor!” A young disciple ran over joyfully, without a hint of restraint, ”What are you doing here?”

”Ji Mo...”

Chen Xun called out leisurely, spreading his hands, ”Come over and have some sunflower seeds. Cultivating immortality requires a balance of work and rest, and your old ancestor needs rest too.”

Chen Xun knew every disciple in the Five Aggregates Sect. Ji Mo was an inner disciple from the main peak, part of the original crew of the Five Aggregates Sect in the boundary.

Ji Mo’s eyes lit up slightly. The disciples of the Five Aggregates Sect all knew the old ancestor’s habits, disliking the formalities of the immortal Dao and even more so restrictions, allowing for casualness in his presence.

He sat down boldly, but his heart was pounding so loudly that even Chen Xun could hear it.

”Take some and eat. Our sect grows them.”

Chen Xun said, spitting out a sunflower seed shell, which flew quite far, ”In the future, if you travel the world, this is indispensable for watching the fun.”

”Old Ancestor, I understand.”

Ji Mo’s eyes held a trace of excitement, as this was an important trait to identify their own, preventing deception by others’ tricks.

He could already imagine, in future competitions among the great worlds’ prodigies, various parties surrounding the Five Aggregates Sect disciples, madly eating sunflower seeds and cheering. Without a doubt, they were their own.

The Five Aggregates Sect now emphasized eating sunflower seeds and watching the show, never participating.