It was quiet among the peaks of Aoyama. The people were still shocked by the identity of the Broadsword King and the last statement made by Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu didn't give them too much time. He started telling the second story.
Looking at a large tree in front of a peak, Jing Jiu said to the man wearing the conical hat, "Come here."
The man took off the conical hat, showing a bitter smile on his green face. He was Su Ziye.
Su Ziye walked toward Jing Jiu in the deep part of the black jade plate, attracting countless gazes and causing a commotion. This former young master of the Mysterious Dark Sect could be said to be the only formidable figure among the deviant sects. The term "the only one" might not be appropriate; in short, he was the last one.
Many people knew that he was still alive, and he even had a secret relationship with the Windy-Broadsword Church and the Mysterious Heaven Sect; otherwise, how could he defeat the Kunlun Sect? The huge dark figure behind him was also well aware that it was the Aoyama Sect.
Yet, Jing Jiu had revealed Su Ziye's whereabouts. Did he intend to tell the whole world about it?
The Immortal acted more casually now that the ascension was imminent.
"Su Qige was the previous sect master of the Mysterious Dark Sect. He had cultivated the deviant methods for too long, so he had some problems in his mind. He believed in some stupid theories, but he was extremely heartless and cruel. He poisoned his pregnant wife, turning her into a half-dead person. Then, he used the ghost pennant to draw the soul into her body. In this way, the fetus in the belly of the dead woman would be the so-called demon fetus. When the demon fetus was born, he would swallow it and turn it into a demon infant, helping him to achieve a high Cultivation state."
Su Ziye walked on the black ground, his footsteps soundless. He walked at a fast pace, though he seemed to walk slowly. By the time Jing Jiu had finished speaking, he had already arrived by his side. He stood there in Silence, devoid of any expression on his face.
"If a newborn baby can sense the affection of its mother, what about this demon fetus?"
The first part of the statement was about Cao Yuan, and the second part was about Su Ziye. Jing Jiu looked at him and asked, "The Devil Fetus is born with spiritual consciousness. It knows that it is living in its mother's corpse and that it will become its father's elixir when it is born. How does it feel?"
After some thought, Su Ziye said calmly, "Desperate and angry."
Not many Cultivation practitioners knew about this secret, but many of them knew that Su Ziye had successfully plotted against his father at a young age and obtained the real power of the Mysterious Dark Sect with the help of the elders. According to the story told by Jing Jiu, Jing Jiu was merely a devil embryo placed in the corpse of Su Qige's wife, and he would be swallowed as soon as he was born. As such, how did he survive and plot against his own father?
"The demonic fetus swallowed some of his mother's flesh and blood during its development, and turned into a baby ahead of time. As Su Qige swallowed the demonic fetus into his body, he didn't have enough time to temper it, and was poisoned by the corpse poison. Later, the demonic fetus broke out of his body, paralyzing Su Qige. He lived a life worse than death for many years, until he was killed by Liu Ci with a swing of his sword."
The expression on Su Ziye's face didn't change, as if he were listening to someone else's story calmly.
An uproar broke out among the peaks. It was not because Su Qige had spent a great deal of effort to obtain the Dao of the Demonic Sect at the expense of his wife and son had been destroyed, nor was it because of the fact that an infant was willing to risk his life to survive; it was because of the first half of the story.
The devil embryo had turned into a baby ahead of time by swallowing his mother's corpse, and he had the ability to protect himself with the corpse poison.
To say nothing of the orthodox Cultivation practitioners, even those of the deviant sects found it hard to accept such a thing.
Jing Jiu said, "If this is the evil cause caused by his father, then he is the evil karma. What about his mother? Why does she have to bear this karma? "
As such, the second story he told was not about the karma, but about a breath.
"Why is the world we live in called Chaotian?" asked Jing Jiu.
The crowd wondered if it was necessary to ask this question.
It was because the path toward heaven and the Cultivation practitioners wished to ascend to heaven.
Jing Jiu said, "A man will die facing heaven and live ten thousand years if he doesn't. I like this meaning."
The crowd was shocked speechless, wondering if the name of Chaotian could be explained in such a way.
Su Ziye felt like crying, but he smiled faintly.
He stooped slowly and bowed to Jing Jiu to express his gratitude.
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"A man will die facing heaven and live ten thousand years if he doesn't. A man will die …"
Bu Qiuxiao recited these two indecent sentences, but he felt they had a deeper meaning as he recited them. "I think this is the meaning of living toward death," he said.
Jing Jiu said, "That sentence is too indecent."
Bu Qiuxiao still couldn't fully agree with such a way of living, saying, "If this saying means that you can do anything as long as you are alive, then we can also deduce another conclusion: as long as you know you are going to die, you can do anything as long as you are alive. Does it mean that all of us are nothing but illusions? "
The first two stories told by Jing Jiu were extremely tragic, be it the birth of Cao Yuan or the birth of Su Ziye. Did he really intend to tell them this?
"Your deduction is correct, but there is a flaw: why do we have to die?" Jing Jiu knew what he intended to say, saying while waving his hand, "It's true that I can't prove eternal life, but I don't know when I'll die or if I'll die. As such, I was certain that all of this wasn't an illusion when I was born."
It turned out that he was telling his own story.
Many Cultivation practitioners of small sects thought they had guessed it a long time ago, showing a knowing expression on their faces.
Yet, Zhao Layue and the others didn't expect that Jing Jiu would be interested in talking about himself before he left this world.
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"There was no Plum Meeting back then, and the rule of the Imperial court was very weak; the world was in chaos. Many people would die every once in a while, and the emperor would change every few years. I was born in the most chaotic Royal Palace in Zhaoge City. Though it was chaotic, it was nevertheless the Royal Palace, where I could live a luxurious life. I hadn't done anything yet, and my talent in Cultivation was discovered at a young age. The major Cultivation sects fought for me for a few years, and the grandmaster won in the end. It was said that the Immortal Dao Yuan was the number one cultivator in the world at the time. Who could have expected that he would be plotted against by Nan Qü when he ascended? Well … I didn't expect it either. From this point of view, I've indeed inherited his mantle. "
For Jing Jiu, this was a straightforward story, but it was quite amusing. It was the first time that the disciples of Aoyama found the Immortal Sect Master to have such an interesting side.
What followed was a well-known story. Even if the Cultivation practitioners of the peaks of Aoyama and the peaks of Aoyama were interested and patient enough to listen to his story, Jing Jiu didn't have the patience to do so. In short, he was brought back to Aoyama by the Immortal Daoyuan; Taiping Zhenren asked to be his disciple on behalf of his Master; then Nan Qü sneak-attacked him; the grandmaster and his Master died one after the other; the branch of Shangde Peak was suppressed; Taiping Zhenren went to the Underworld as a spy and brought back the King Of The Underworld; the peaks were bathed in blood after a hotpot meal; and Taiping Zhenren stayed behind death doors after another hotpot meal. Three hundred years later, Jingyang failed in his ascension and was reincarnated; Taiping Zhenren escaped from the prison; and the two brothers continued their grudges …
The history of Chaotian over the last few hundred years was basically the history of the struggle between these two brothers.
They were the most dangerous opponents and enemies of each other in the previous two lives, and they also knew each other the best.
Now Taiping Zhenren was dead, and Jing Jiu was the only one who was still alive.
Jing Jiu had become the oldest and most boring legend in this world.
"What kind of person am I?"
This was the last question Jing Jiu posed to this world, as well as to himself.
What kind of person was the Immortal Jingyang or Jing Jiu? The whole of Chaotian didn't have a clear understanding of him. The descriptions of him being indifferent to the affairs of the world, indifferent in temperament, and exceedingly talented were all superficial and useless descriptions. His temperament and image were always vague, and his face seemed to be shrouded by a layer of fog. It was even harder to see through him than the fog surrounding Bai Zhenren.
"It doesn't matter if I don't care about the affairs of the world, but it doesn't mean I can't. I've already predicted many things when I was in that small village."
Upon hearing this, Liu Shisui recalled the pond, the big tree by the pond, the bamboo chair under the tree, and the youth in white lying on the chair.
He asked Jing Jiu what he was doing back then, and Jing Jiu told him that he was calculating the future three thousand years.
It had only been a little more than one hundred years since that day, and the whole of Chaotian had already become Aoyama's. That was why Jing Jiu didn't care about destroying the Inherited Heaven Sword. (I won't copy this part. The people can calculate the relationship between all the sects and the Aoyama Sect by themselves.)
Yet, there were still many things that couldn't be calculated; it was because those people had their own thoughts and beliefs. As a result, they left.
Earlier, Jing Jiu said that he appreciated the saying that he would live ten thousand years if he didn't die; in fact, he meant that he appreciated Su Ziye.
This was also a calculation. It was believed that the Kunlun Sect would give away a spiritual source in a few years.
What else did Jing Jiu calculate? Jing Jiu shot Peng Lang a glance.
Thinking of the conversation at the Three-Thousand Nunnery that night and the evaluation of his name by the Immortal, Peng Lang somehow felt uneasy.
"Many people say that I have a cold temperament, but it's only because this Dao Body is a bit special. In fact, this Dao Body is quite useful, so you don't have to feel sorry for me."
Jing Jiu continued while looking at Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui, "And I'll give up this Dao Body one day."
Hearing this, Zhao Layue and Liu Shisui felt both comforted and puzzled, wondering what he would use if he gave up this Dao Body.
Ping Yong-Ka reacted the most, wondering that his Master didn't even think highly of the All in One Sword.
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