Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples

Chen Ye forced his somewhat weakened body to slowly explore the gorge.

His movements were cautious,

aside from when he first woke up, calling out a few times out of concern for his disciple; afterward, he barely made any noise.

”Although I recover quickly, it still takes a few days...”

”And Qingzhi, who was severely injured by that Fake Pill abomination, even erased most of its body restrictions, losing almost all combat ability.”

Chen Ye thought to himself.

At this moment, he was unprecedentedly weak.

Let alone encountering the Fake Pill abomination, even a regular Foundation Establishment abomination would be enough to overwhelm him.

Thinking this way,

Chen Ye became increasingly cautious, exploring step by step in Broken Soul Gorge.

The more he explored, the more certain he was that this place was indeed Broken Soul Gorge.

The contours of the mountains, the direction of the sky’s clouds and sea pouring in, were exactly as in his memory.

And yet, this place wasn’t the same as the Broken Soul Gorge where he had fiercely battled the abominations before.

”To be precise... it seems like it’s not the same Broken Soul Gorge in the same time?”

Chen Ye paused, startled by this absurd thought, a cold sweat dripping down his back.

Could it be that during the explosion in the Celestial Abyss, he traversed into another time and space?

”No... absolutely impossible.”

Chen Ye shook his head self-deprecatingly, forcibly suppressing that absurd guess in his heart.

This Cultivation Realm, though full of countless rare treasures and magical skills that could reach the sky, theoretically should not have the power to traverse time.

Even Nascent Soul True Monarchs, who with a wave of their arms could crush mountains and split stones, boil seas, ultimately cannot escape the butcher knife of time.

It’s even more impossible when a Celestial Abyss caused by a magical battle at the Nascent Soul Stage would trigger a time-related anomaly.

After all, in the ancient past, this world once had Divinity Transformation Celestial Monarchs.

If even Nascent Soul Stage power can trigger time travel, then those Divinity Transformation Celestial Monarchs, who could shake stars with a flick of their wrists, wouldn’t they be able to roam the rivers of time as they please, altering causes and effects at whim?

If that were true, the world would have been in chaos long ago.

And in the recent thousands of years, the records barely have any evidence proving the actions of Divinity Transformation Celestial Monarchs.

”Perhaps it’s just a transmission to an unknown Secret Realm, or an undiscovered folded space within the Celestial Abyss.”

Chen Ye calmed his mind, adjusted his breathing, planning to try heading outside the Celestial Abyss first.

At present his Divine Sense is damaged, unable to conduct long-distance searches, waiting here idly is meaningless.

He believes in Zhiwei and the others’ strength; with the combined force of his three disciples, their combat power is not inferior to his, not to mention there’s that mysterious little fox.

The little fox had accidentally revealed,

during their time in Luoxiao Grotto Heaven, it had once saved Zhiwei and the others.

”Could it be that my little fox at home is truly the first cultivator in Yan Kingdom?”

Recalling Jian Gu, the only person from the Refining God Sect who had seen the little white fox, once specifically came to inquire about him at Baopu Peak.

Chen Ye couldn’t help but speculate.

But this speculation defies common sense.

How is it possible?

Why would the first cultivator in Yan Kingdom be a little fox who likes to whimper and was once bullied by him...

”Never mind, let’s set aside the matter of the little fox for now.”

”As long as I can walk out of this fog and ascertain the time and place outside, everything will become clear.”

Chen Ye thought thus, his steps gradually becoming steadier.

Due to his clothes being ruined, he can only grab a few reasonably intact pieces of fabric to cover his essentials, wandering rather embarrassingly among the scattered stones.

The exit of the Celestial Abyss is not far ahead at the Skyline.

This place was once blocked by hordes of abominations, but now it’s an empty area, allowing him to pass freely.

Just as Chen Ye cautiously moved forward,

a crisp voice suddenly rang from behind a boulder:

”Big brother! You scared me, I thought you were captured...”

A girl in a slightly oversized blue Taoist robe nimbly jumped out.

The girl was about eighteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, a neat high ponytail exuding vitality and Primordial Qi.

She patted her slightly heaving chest, sighed deeply, looking relieved.

Chen Ye’s steps halted, his muscles tensing, the scant spiritual power in his body silently mobilizing, ready at any moment to summon the Jade Treasure Sword.

Who is this girl?

In his memory, be it in the loose cultivator team before or among the people he knew, absolutely no such person existed.

Moreover, she actually called him ”big brother”?

Chen Ye frowned slightly, realizing.

His disguise had long since been stripped clean in the Void Storm.

Exposed now was his true appearance.

As Chen Ye advanced in cultivation, his body had returned to youth, being called brother by the girl was not unusual.

”Who are you?”

Chen Ye asked coldly.

This girl is very strange, her aura inconspicuous, seemingly like an ordinary mortal girl.

Could it be that...?

Because his Divine Sense is damaged, he couldn’t discern the girl’s origins?

The girl’s face tilted slightly in confusion upon seeing him so guarded,

then she glimpsed Chen Ye’s essentially uncovered figure, blushing, quickly retrieving a clean robe from the Storage Bag, tossing it towards him.

”Take it, put it on, you look so pitiful...”

The girl turned her face away, feeling quite embarrassed,

”Earlier a terrifying storm suddenly swept up inside the Celestial Abyss, scattering everyone; I thought only I remained nearby and was scared, but then I saw you emerge from that fog!”

Chen Ye reached out to catch the robe thrown in mid-air, discreetly scanning it with his Divine Sense, ensuring no hidden malicious restrictions before draping it on to cover his strong and well-built body.