Chapter 357: Celestial Heart (3)
Chapter 357: Chapter 137: Celestial Heart (3)
Because.
‘Fang Li has such a wonderful family, and I have my Master too!’ Mo Chou thought.
…
After dinner.
Beneath the boundless, starry night sky, Fang Rui and Qing Yan sat on the roof, talking heart-to-heart.
Qing Yan spoke of his experiences over the years.
Fang Rui listened, asking a question from time to time. After Qing Yan finished, Fang Rui organized his own insights on the *Primordial Scripture* and presented them to him as a gift.
“By the way,”
He suddenly remembered something and asked, “Qing Yan, are there any sequels after Volume Four of the *Primordial Scripture*?”
“There are. Volumes Five and Six.”
Qing Yan sighed. “Unfortunately, they were lost long ago during the Great Yu Court’s campaign to encircle and suppress the Ancient Spirit Masters.”
“Back then, our Primordial Daoist Mountain Gate was in Wuzhou. If you really want to talk about places where the sequels might be, there are only three possibilities: the Zhen Family, a Half-Immortal Family in Wuzhou; the Wuzhou State Magistrate’s Office; and the Great Yu Imperial Court.”
“Although the current state of the world is unsuitable for Ancient Spirit Masters, making it nearly impossible to cultivate past Volume Three, it is still our school’s legacy. My master always wanted to retrieve them, which is why he lingered in Wuzhou. But his efforts were fruitless, and it remained a source of regret for him…”
“I knew it. I had a feeling it ended abruptly, unfinished.”
Fang Rui agreed, a glint in his eye. ‘The Great Yu Imperial Court is off-limits. But the Wuzhou State Magistrate’s Office and the Zhen Family… especially the latter. Perhaps I can plan something for them in the future…’
“Can you tell me more about them in detail?” he asked.
“Of course.”
Qing Yan gave a wry smile. “But, Uncle Fang, it’s as I said before. The current state of the world is unsuitable for Ancient Spirit Masters. It’s nearly impossible to cultivate past Volume Three of the *Primordial Scripture*. So, this is all just for your information.”
“Cultivating Volume Four of the *Primordial Scripture* leads to the Source Realm. Those who reach it are known as Demi-Immortals, Masters, or Venerables. After that is the Profound Domain, and its practitioners are called True Monarchs, True Immortals, or Profound Monarchs.”
“This is a Realm that even Imperial Spirit Masters can hardly reach. According to my school’s ancestors, even within the Great Yu Court, only one or two such figures appear in each generation…”
These secrets weren’t recorded on paper, but passed down orally from master to disciple. Since Fang Rui had never asked before, Qing Yan didn’t think it was very important and hadn’t mentioned it.
Only now that Fang Rui asked did Qing Yan reveal them.
“The Profound Domain Realm… True Monarch, True Immortal, Profound Monarch…”
Fang Rui murmured, then continued to ask, “Volume Five is for the Profound Domain Realm. Then what about Volume Six of the *Primordial Scripture*?”
“Volume Six is for the Celestial Heart Realm. In ancient times, someone at this Realm could be called a Great Power.”
“However,”
Qing Yan’s expression turned grave. “Our ancestors said that in this age, the Celestial Heart is dead. It’s completely impossible for such a person to appear again. Not even the Great Yu Court could create one, even with the full power of the nation.”
“The Celestial Heart is dead? What does that mean?”
“I don’t know. Our school’s ancestors were very secretive about it and didn’t provide any detailed explanation…” Qing Yan shook his head.
“Is that so?!”
Fang Rui’s eyes narrowed. He subconsciously recalled the words Bao Sichun had said as his soul scattered: ‘Qing Tian is dead.’
‘What does Qing Tian represent? The will of heaven? The will of the world? If Qing Tian is dead, does that mean the world’s will has collapsed?!’
‘That can’t be right. If the world’s will had truly collapsed, this world wouldn’t be so peaceful.’
Besides.
After leaving that Alternate Space at Two Realms Mountain, Fang Rui had seen lightning strike down—the world’s instinctive rejection.
‘So, “the Celestial Heart is dead” probably means the world’s will suffered a grievous blow and has fallen into a deep slumber?’ he guessed inwardly.
“Uncle Fang?! Uncle Fang?!” Qing Yan cried out, seeing Fang Rui’s expression change as he stared blankly for a moment.
“It’s nothing, just thinking about something. Also, you and Ling’Er… Ah, the affairs of you young people are for you to handle yourselves!”
…
A reunion is but a moment; parting is what lasts.
Qing Yan and the young girl, Mo Chou, stayed for a month or two before taking their leave. He said he needed to continue searching for a Spiritual Land to establish a mountain gate.
Fang Rui and Fang Ling saw them off.
“Ling’Er, if you let this chance pass, it’s probably gone for good.”
“Brother, a long time ago, I did have some feelings for Qing Yan. But after all these years, we’re really just friends… It’s just a little sad. After this parting, I don’t know when we’ll see each other again.”
“Who knows?”
Fang Rui shook his head, took the gourd from his waist, and drank a mouthful of wine. “Joyous reunions are a rare thing in life; it’s the partings that are all too common!”
The two of them turned away as a blood-red sun slowly sank below the horizon, and twilight flooded the land like a rising tide.