Chapter 1041

"Everything is changing."

"Chaos is best, but it is indeed a bit too monotonous and dull; for it to be destroyed is not necessarily a bad thing."

Ancestor Qiankun nodded.

"Indeed, everything must move forward. It is truly rare for a fellow Daoist to have such an insight."

"However, I still have some curiosity."

"Back then, wasn't fellow Daoist..."

"I was indeed severely injured, but not to the point of truly dying. A remnant of my consciousness still survived, wandering within the cycle of reincarnation."

"Fortunately, thanks to the help of fellow Daoist Lin Xia, I was able to break free from my shackles and be reborn."

Ling Xi explained softly, her gaze turning toward Lin Xia.

Ancestor Qiankun was stunned.

Although Ling Xi spoke lightly, he knew what kind of difficulty this entailed.

After all, Ling Xi is no ordinary living being.

She is a Chaos Demon God.

Regardless of her origin, aptitude, or comprehension, she stands above all living beings.

Even top-tier innate beings can hardly compare.

Moreover, her origin Dao is the Dao of Life; among the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, her strength is sufficient to rank among the forefront.

Yet, Lin Xia was able to let her be reborn when she only had a remnant of consciousness left; such means can be called shocking to the world.

To say nothing else, at the very least, he would find it difficult to accomplish.

He wouldn't even dare to imagine it.

Ancestor Qiankun looked at Lin Xia again, his eyes already somewhat different.

This young man seems a bit unusual.

He probably, like him, is that old antique deliberately pretending to be a newcomer.

Pfft, shameless!

Although Ancestor Qiankun thought this in his heart, his face wore a sunny smile.

Looking at Lin Xia, his gaze was fervent and sincere, his old face almost squeezing out a flower.

That look made Lin Xia feel a chill in his heart.

This guy wouldn't be an old pervert, would he?

Lin Xia stepped back three feet, but Ancestor Qiankun did not notice this repulsion, his attitude remaining very enthusiastic.

"Many thanks for your grace in saving me, fellow Daoist. We Chaos Demon Gods originate from the same source; you saving Ling Xi is equivalent to a grace of rebirth for me."

"If fellow Daoist does not mind, would it be alright for me to call you Brother Daoist?"

Brother Daoist?

Damn it, is he going to carry on pretending to be young to the end?

Lin Xia waved his hand.

"Let's skip that."

"I cannot bear it."

"Of course, if you insist on calling me something, you can call me Grandfather directly."

Mu Shenyin's expression was somewhat difficult to maintain.

Ling Xi was caught between laughter and tears.

This divine move completely baffled Ancestor Qiankun.

He gave an awkward laugh.

"Fellow Daoist really knows how to joke, but I like making friends with humorous and witty people like you the most."

"Not bad, broad-minded and extraordinary in spirit."

Seemingly to respond to Ancestor Qiankun's inner thoughts, Lin Xia deliberately put on an air of being old and experienced.

"I also like making friends with vibrant young people like you."

Ancestor Qiankun's mouth twitched.

How the hell did his seniority drop so low by accident?

He just wanted to get close, not really play the grandson.

This young man is a bit mischievous.

Ling Xi also seemed to see Ancestor Qiankun's embarrassment, directly changing the subject, and smiled lightly:

"How did fellow Daoist appear here?"

"Sigh, this is a long story."

Ancestor Qiankun heard this and sighed leisurely.

"After Pangu opened the heavens, the Honghuang world was in constant strife."

"The Fierce Beast Kalpa, the strife of the three clans, the Dao-Demon struggle..."

"It happened almost every so often, turning the entire Honghuang into a mess, a foul atmosphere."

"And everything, in the end, was just for the sake of the word 'luck'."

"I did not want to participate in these struggles, so I left Honghuang."

"Traveling through myriad spaces and times, wanting to explore opportunities, seek the Dao, and wanting to go a step further."

"However, there were constant setbacks in the process. I sought diligently for eternal years, but only barely managed to attain the Dao."

Ancestor Qiankun's tone was filled with disappointment.

The tone was sincere, the emotions genuine, but Lin Xia knew this was half true and half false.

Any old antique who can survive the many Kalpa tribulations is no pushover.

Ancestor Qiankun, like Hongjun, is a person with extremely deep hidden motives.

The only difference from Hongjun is that Ancestor Qiankun has a thicker skin and is shameless enough.

He has no idea what integrity is.

"Fellow Daoist has already attained the Dao?"

Ling Xi said with some surprise; if Ancestor Qiankun hadn't said it himself, she probably wouldn't have been able to see through it, as Ancestor Qiankun hid too deeply. His aura was restrained, neither showing nor leaking.

"Truly rare, congratulations."

Ancestor Qiankun smiled faintly:

"If fellow Daoist hadn't experienced those hardships, with your talent and aptitude, you would have left me behind long ago."

"I just had a bit better luck."

"Moreover, these two fellow Daoists have strength above mine; my meager achievements are not worth mentioning."

While being humble, Ancestor Qiankun did not forget to praise Lin Xia and Mu Shenyin.

Ancestor Qiankun had a sharp eye; he had long seen that besides Lin Xia, Mu Shenyin was also extraordinary.

To say nothing else, just that transcendent temperament of being independent from the world is not something ordinary living beings can possess.

And Mu Shenyin's cultivation base, he still finds it hard to see through.

The other party is like being shrouded in a cloud of mist, dreamlike and elusive.

Clearly extremely brilliant and dazzling, yet giving one a sense of being extremely unreal.

"As far as I know, the Honghuang world has a natural Dao barrier, almost completely closed off, isolated from different time-spaces. What method did fellow Daoist use to leave Honghuang back then?"

Ling Xi asked curiously.