Eternal Tale

As soon as the words were spoken, Han Xuan’s eyes lit up slightly. Her father had said that Uncle Xun was a reclusive expert, and it turned out he had spent a long time at the Five Aggregates Sect. That made sense.

If Brother Wuhen and Uncle Xun came to the Sky-Supporting Sect to do odd jobs, she could take care of them.

However, as soon as she said this, several female disciples of the Sky-Supporting Sect nearly collapsed, almost kneeling on the spot.

In the vast Three Thousand Great Worlds, who would dare pay the Dao Ancestor a salary? It was as if they thought their lifespan was too long.

Now, they just wanted to quickly take Han Xuan away. Speaking too much with this little ancestor might entangle them in some great karmic consequence, and they dared not speak ill of the Five Aggregates Sect in front of Qian Wuhen.

”Young friend, the positions for odd jobs at the Sky-Supporting Sect are filled,” one of the female disciples said with an awkward yet polite smile. ”We won’t stay any longer and must return to the sect to report.”

”Then I won’t disturb the immortals any further,” Qian Wuhen said with a clear smile. It turned out immortals were no different, just as approachable as his own relatives.

Only his father was a bit eccentric and seemed hard to get along with, but he was a farmer and certainly not as particular as the immortals.

Han Xuan felt a bit puzzled inside. Why were these immortals so overly polite today, almost like big sisters? Was it because she had joined the sect?

She tilted her head slightly, unable to figure it out, and then stopped thinking about it. She would soon be cultivating immortality and could watch Brother Wuhen grow up, then return to take care of her family and Uncle Xun.In the world of immortals in Kingdom Qian, there was never a distinction between immortals and mortals. One could act as they pleased, even caring for their family in old age and after death... After all, no one dared to cause trouble here, nor feared any enemies seeking revenge.

Cultivating immortality here was about having a clear mind, not about fighting and killing.

This was the guiding principle of the Five Aggregates Sect: immortals should revere heaven and earth, respect all beings, not compete with the proud, only transcend themselves. The great Dao is endless, seek immortality freely, and the Dao and its laws are naturally formed!

Rustle, rustle.

In the village, a few Crane Spirit Trees swayed in the wind, and the expressions of the female disciples instantly became solemn, their eyes filled with intense reverence.

The appearance of the Crane Spirit Tree signaled the Dao Ancestor’s seclusion here.

Moments later.

Han Xuan rose with the wind, her small mouth exclaiming in surprise. She quickly waved towards the small village, towards Qian Wuhen, ”Brother Wuhen, I’ll come back to find you, wait for me~~”

”Alright!!”

Qian Wuhen beamed, waving his hand, ”If we’re not here, then Father must have taken me back to the Five Aggregates Sect to farm. We’ll meet there then.”

”Okay~~!” Han Xuan’s smile became pure and bright, ”I’ll come to see you and Uncle Xun then.”

Drip...

In the air, a few drops of cold sweat silently dripped to the ground, and she couldn’t help but feel a bit envious. Being the child of immortals was truly wonderful, living carefree without needing to worry about lifespan or cultivation.

Looking at this little ancestor’s expression, there wasn’t a hint of envy for the so-called immortals, her heart was utterly open.

A stick of incense later.

Their figures had completely disappeared, but Qian Wuhen still had a smile on his lips, his gaze fixed on the vast, expansive sky, without any melancholy of parting.

At this moment, a tall and steady figure gradually appeared behind him, a hand gently patting his shoulder.

This firm yet gentle presence needed no words or sight to identify—Father!

”Father!” Qian Wuhen’s eyes crinkled with a smile, not turning his head but habitually hugging his father’s leg, ”Sister Han Xuan was chosen by the immortal sect and has left the village.”

”Hehe, that’s life, full of meetings and partings, unknowns,” Chen Xun said with a gentle smile, his voice unhurried, ”But you seem quite at ease with it, these years haven’t been lived in vain.”

”Hehe.” Qian Wuhen turned to look at Chen Xun, ”Father taught me that a man should live openly, eat when there’s food, bless friends on their journeys, and send off old friends properly.”

”Hahaha... you rascal.”

Chen Xun laughed heartily, giving his shoulder a firm pat, ”That’s right, no need to avoid anything, it’s the natural way of heaven and earth. We are born of heaven and earth, we should go with the flow, why add unnecessary worries.”

”Mm-hmm.” Qian Wuhen nodded vigorously, smiling warmly, ”Heaven must be very good to me, for giving me a father!”

”Oh, after all these years down the mountain, you’ve learned to talk?” Chen Xun’s expression was bright, clearly pleased with the words, still, his own child understood the Dao Ancestor’s heart well.

”Father, let’s go to the city!”

”No problem, we can go wherever we want, the world is vast, free for us to roam.”

Chen Xun nodded with a smile, his straight back bending slightly, ”Come, good boy, climb up, let’s walk slowly.”

”Okay, Father!” Qian Wuhen exclaimed joyfully, jumping onto Chen Xun’s shoulders. He was quite short, unable to see anything in the city crowds.

Father always put him on his shoulders to watch the excitement, even quarreling with others over it a few times.

But Father was fierce in arguments, never losing, making the surrounding women retreat angrily, truly needing both knowledge and a loud voice.

Yet watching Father argue without any dignity for his sake, being pointed at by others, his heart was exceptionally warm. Though he had no mother, he had the best father in the world.

Evening, Wucheng.

A man leading a horse quietly walked past various vendors, his face now more weathered, eyes holding more stories, yet still shining with a spirited light.

In his bag were a few wood carvings, surprisingly well-preserved, without a trace of decay, most curious because years ago, the boss had clearly used rotten wood to carve them.

Such craftsmen all had secret family techniques, and he had no other thoughts.

He was about to leave here, heading to the truly vast world of cultivating immortality, wanting to fulfill his promise from years ago.

He hadn’t seen the wood carving vendor under the city tower in years, feeling a bit regretful. Over the years, he had met many people, some leaving deep impressions.

But the most memorable was still that wood carving vendor he had only met once, whose warmth towards him still lingered.

He now had some fragmented spirit stones, partly to fulfill his old promise, partly to bid farewell to that boss and little brother, to thank them for their kindness back then.

Regret flickered in the man’s eyes, fate was such, he might never meet that warm wood carving boss again, only to cherish those wood carvings well.

Neigh~~

The horse beside him suddenly looked in a direction, eyes filled with intense spirit, snorting hot breaths!

”Arrow, what’s wrong?” The man smiled, following the sound with his gaze, his body shaking violently.

Under the city tower, the wood carving vendor appeared again, still the same boss, still the little brother sitting on the ground, time leaving no mark on them, just like before.

The man took a deep breath, leading the horse slowly towards that direction.