Chapter 1142: Qinglian's Path to Tianwai, Admiring Father

Shang Hongxue's guess proved correct; after Chen Qinglian played around at home for half a day, evening arrived.

Shang Hongxue then went to consult Chen Chuyang about a matter—namely, the trip to Tianwai. First they spoke with Chen Chuyang, knowing their mother would not easily agree, so they came to sound out Chen Chuyang first, then have Chen Chuyang do the ideological work on Shang Hongxue.

"Father." Chen Qinglian stood before Chen Chuyang, demeanor proper, neither humble nor arrogant, just as in years past.

"Qinglian has come." Chen Chuyang waved at Chen Qinglian, gesturing for him to sit beside him, brewed tea, and poured a cup for his son—a unique spirit tea from Longshe Shan. Over the years, Longshe Shan has produced plenty of goods, including tea leaves.

Industries are many, basically forming an industrial chain. Besides, Shang Hongxue and Shang Hongchen are on the mountain, so naturally they start other ventures to expand Longshe Shan's industry—brewing alcohol, tea leaves, elixirs, or other things—forming a dragon-like service chain.

Longshe Shan's spiritual medicines increased, and spiritual energy rose accordingly. Some places unsuitable for planting spiritual medicines can grow other things, such as fruit trees or tea trees. As for fruit trees, an initial batch had already been planted; many spiritual trees have risen in grade—first to second, second to third—turning Longshe Shan into a blessed cavern.

If spiritual energy weren't insufficient, Longshe Shan's changes might have been greater. After the years-long fusion of its spiritual veins completed, there was no further increase; the spiritual energy released from the fused veins filled Longshe Shan, enough for them to cultivate.

Moreover, various spiritual medicines continually nourish Longshe Shan's spiritual veins, mutually benefiting, gradually making Longshe Shan a good place.

"How does the tea taste?" Chen Chuyang asked with a smile, not directly inquiring about the purpose; he knew his son's thoughts and what he wanted to do.

All they wanted was to leave this world and go to Tianwai. The more so, the less anxious Chen Chuyang became, waiting for his son to speak.

Chen Qinglian smiled helplessly and commented: "The taste is not bad, better than the spirit tea of years past."

"That's for sure—this is the improved spirit tea made by your mother; the taste is still spiritual energy, beyond words." Chen Chuyang praised: "These years, aside from cultivating, your mother has been busy with various matters; she says these spirit teas were prepared for you, a privilege even I, her husband, do not enjoy."

His words carried a hint of jealousy; Chen Chuyang deliberately said this, and Chen Qinglian stared blankly at the spirit tea before him, his heart warmed, the words on the tip of his tongue but unable to be spoken.

Chen Chuyang saw his hesitation and asked: "Is this visit meant for you to leave?"

Chen Qinglian suddenly lifted his head, gazing at Chen Chuyang; at that moment he realized his father knew everything—his thoughts could not be hidden from his father.

"Father, you know all of this?"

Chen Chuyang laughed: "You've expressed it so clearly—how could I not know? As the saying goes, 'None knows a son better than his father.' You are my son; whatever you want to do, you need not say—I already know."

"Tianwai is very dangerous—do you know that?"

Chen Qinglian nodded: "I know, my child. After years of training, I still know some of Tianwai's situation; this world is ultimately too small, too lowly, spiritual energy thin, resources scarce—advancing even a step is fraught with difficulty."

"Having reached the True Person Realm, I now know how arduous cultivation is; even with my talent it is thus difficult, while Father, you have remained in this world these years yet managed to rise to this level—truly remarkable."

Previously, he did not think it impressive; only after trying it himself did he realize how formidable his father was.

This step is not something just anyone can achieve.

Chen Chuyang said gratified: "Your understanding shows your years of training were not in vain; this world is indeed broken—in every respect, heavenly and earthly spiritual energy, resources, cultivation methods, divine abilities, elixirs—none suffice."

"Compared to my former self, it's much better; moreover, this world's heavenly and earthly spiritual energy and its rules are far more complete than before."

"These years, as Father, I have been thinking of ways to supplement and improve this world."

"After all, this is our world; without change, it is hard to give birth to talent."

Over these years, he has been striving—not by altering the world, nor by slaying Tianwai's people—otherwise it might have become worse, continually reduced to a breeding ground for Tianwai's people, which is not what Chen Chuyang wants.

"For the sake of descendants and humanity in this world, he must do this."

His success made Chen Qinglian's present life possible; otherwise he might not even have had a chance to rise, and would have been struck down.

Chen Qinglian nodded: "We all know this; over the years I have visited many places and also the Monster Race, learning much. The world's present safety and development are thanks to the efforts of Father's predecessors; without them, we might not have such a peaceful cultivation environment."

"Father, how did you accomplish this step by step back then?"

Only after learning about the past does one realize how terrifying it was.

The people of Tianwai treat them like pigs and sheep, raising them in pens, then harvesting them upon maturity.

Repeatedly so, moreover the Heavenly Heart Sect's Protector abetted tyranny, turning this world into a darkness.

He cannot imagine: if Father had not resisted, if those predecessors had not resisted, would it not have been...?

Knowing this, he must go to Tianwai—Tianwai is where he ought to go; he intends to seek trouble with those people.

Father cannot leave this world, so he will leave and do it.

Chen Qinglian knew Father must guard and protect this world; at that moment he realized how great Father's pressure was. He knew a bit of these matters, previously not taking them to heart; Shang Hongxue often told him Father was exhausted, Father was great.

As a child, he did not understand.

Grown up, after going out once, he realized greatness cannot be explained in just a sentence or two.

"Just do it this way—when you see a Tianwai person, kill one; keep killing until they dare not come down, and safety will naturally follow."

"As Father, I have fulfilled all I promised; this world, after all, is simply too weak."

"Tianwai is strong and dangerous; of those we send out, only one in ten survives."

"Qinglian, have you decided?"

Chen Chuyang's expression turned grave; the terror of Tianwai exceeds even what he imagined.

Having been there once, one knows Tianwai's bounty, its conditions exceptionally favorable—precisely because of this, it is all the more cruel.

The weak are prey to the strong; this holds true in any world.

Chen Chuyang does not want his son to die in Tianwai; he must convey its danger, which is not as simple as he imagined.

Chen Qinglian nodded: "Father, I know; I and my elder brother will go to Tianwai together. We have agreed with my elder brother to venture forth side by side, then jointly slay the members of the Dragonherd Clan."

The Dragonherd Clan is the faction that has caused the most harm to their world, without equal.