Chapter 3160

Later they stayed in the sect for a while longer.

Their ailments healed, sect affairs were mostly taken up, and days passed peacefully to the sound of bamboo leaves on Myriad Phenomena Peak and morning drills on Eternal Peak.

Jin Chen and Chenshu received a mission jade slip from Shen Guiyan, saying a remote town below had an evil Buddha causing trouble that needed handling. They brought no attendant disciples, only a modest pack, and went down the mountain.

The first few days were just a sightseeing trip; Chenshu, a body cultivator, found any extra walking merely a day's extra training, and though Jin Chen had been lax, Chenshu would occasionally hand him water and fruit, so the walk wasn't too tiring. They walked south on the official road for several days, passing a few small towns; occasionally resting at a tea house, they'd hear loose cultivators at the next table chatting about the Carefree Immortal Sect's slaying of the demon emperor, and would lower their heads, sipping tea as if they hadn't heard.

Jin Chen still felt no need for disguise; the martial world was vast, and someone would always not recognize them—how could they be so easily spotted?

After hurrying and dawdling, they finally reached the small town that worshiped the evil Buddha.

The town had a few hundred households; at its gate stood a half‑new stone Buddha, its face kind‑eyed and benevolent, holding a lotus in its hands; incense burned strong, and the offering table was piled high with spiritual fruit, yet the whole town felt dead and lifeless.

Jin Chen and Chenshu investigated the town for half a day, following the distorted faith power to a cavity beneath the Buddha statue where the evil Buddha's true form lay hidden, disguised as the statue the townsfolk worshipped, sustaining its power by collecting the people's sincere faith and the annual tribute of boys and girls. Once they figured it out, they slew the evil Buddha on the spot.

The scattered cultivators who had been commissioned to investigate this matter in the town were startled; seeing that person dressed in fine robes, with a jade-like countenance, and beside him a tall body cultivator, such a combination in the cultivation world is not uncommon, but to be so outstanding inevitably leads the cultivators to measure themselves against the two young geniuses of the Carefree Immortal Sect.

Before long, in less than half a cup of tea's time, the idle cultivators on the town and the passersby swarmed over in a throng to look for Chenshu.

Some presented visitation cards, some offered spiritual medicine, some volunteered to serve as attendants, and some even on the spot recited poems praising Chenshu's demeanor. A crowd surrounded Chenshu, chattering nonstop, wishing they could immediately become his disciples.

Jin Chen: 'Tsk.'

I should have listened to the senior martial brother earlier; before going down the mountain, we ought to have done some disguise first.

He pushed into the crowd, reached out and grabbed Chenshu's wrist, pulling him out of the encirclement of those cultivators. Chenshu was pulled so he staggered half a step, glanced at Jin Chen whose jealousy was evident, seeing his expression normal but his eyes slightly narrowed, smiling, he obediently followed him out.

Jin Chen pulled Chenshu and they left the town overnight. Thereafter, whenever they went to places with many cultivators, they would definitely disguise themselves, claiming to be ordinary wandering Dao Lu, taking on minor tasks. They passed one town after another, one stretch of mountains and rivers after another. Sometimes they would also listen to a storyteller's tale at a roadside stall or in a Ke Zhan.

In those stories, occasionally their names would appear. The storyteller, slapping the storytelling block, vividly recounted the glorious deed of the two young geniuses of the Carefree Immortal Sect slaying the demon emperor.

In the ages of cultivation, seas turn to mulberry fields.

Later, in the mortal world, tales of the Carefree Immortal Sect's past spread; those stories were written into storybooks, depicting the demon-slaying scene as earth-shaking, some even wrote the two's relationship as deeply affectionate and sorrowful. And after Shen Guiyan succeeded as head of the Carefree Immortal Sect, eight personal disciples assisted him, continuing the sect's name as the foremost sect, also becoming a lovely tale.

As for where those two went later, some say they ascended to the upper realm, some say they retreated into seclusion in Shan Lin, and some say they still wander the world somewhere, just unwilling to be disturbed by mortals.

But on some quiet nights, if someone passes by an unnamed small town, perhaps they would see two figures sitting side by side on the roof, gazing at the moon in the sky together.

——

Another card's experience ended; outside the teleportation array, Jin Chen stretched lazily, contentedly rubbing Chenshu's hair tip.

At this time most people are on missions; occasionally a few passing administrators, from afar, would lighten their steps and consciously make a detour.

The two walked side by side back for a stretch, when Jin Chen suddenly seemed to recall something, 'How's Zero Egg doing over there?'

Chenshu returned the grip of his hand, fingertips lightly resting between his fingers, 'White Marsh sent a message, saying it has already entered the crucial stage of assuming human form.'

Jin Chen still a bit surprised, 'This fast?'

'Assuming human form requires the auspicious beast to slumber in an environment rich in Spiritual Power.' Chenshu explained, 'The small world White Marsh chose is just right for it.'

Jin Chen thought for a moment, 'Want to go see?'

Chenshu lifted his head to look at him, the corner of his mouth slightly curving, 'You want to go now?'

'Anyway, there's nothing urgent.' Jin Chen put an arm around him and changed direction, 'Let's go.'

The moment they passed through the light curtain, Spiritual Power rushed toward them.

Ling Gun Gun had grown another circle larger than before, its belly rising and falling with its breath, the patterns on its forehead flashing with each breath, and White Marsh stood guard beside it.

Since we've come, Chenshu also has some things to tell White Marsh.

Jin Chen squatted down, lowered his head to look at the sleeping furball, and placed his palm on Ling Gun Gun's head.

Ling Gun Gun seemed to sense something, twitched slightly in its sleep, then turned its head and rubbed against Jin Chen's palm.

'The master said you brought quite a few gifts over?' White Marsh asked.

'Yeah, after assuming human form it needs a lot of Spiritual Power to nourish; these will be enough for it for a while.' Jin Chen was still poking Ling Gun Gun's head, and right in front of White Marsh, quite provocatively.

White Marsh didn't refuse, put away the storage ring, knowing Jin Chen was just being playful on purpose, turned his gaze away to avoid seeing it.

Jin Chen stood up, smiling teasingly, 'All right, we won't disturb your small world; we'll come back to look when it wakes up.'

White Marsh watched them walk back toward the teleportation gate, then sat down beside Ling Gun Gun and raised a hand to rub its ears.

On the Quick Transmigration Bureau side, Xu Li sat in the office, staring at the card on the desk for almost half an hour; this is the last card of the newly released series, the bureau chief and the big boss have personally tested it, after this it can be officially put into use, this is the story of this card……

'Also let the big boss experience the feeling of being redeemed.' Xu Li muttered to himself, the smile at the corner of his mouth looking however you look at it, not proper.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt this idea was excellent; Xu Li also thought about Wei Ze'an, that guy whom nobody can find now, feeling it's unlikely to rely on him to make the decision.

'No change.' He slapped the table, pulled out that card, inserted it into the card slot of the teleportation array, 'Just this one.'

The card inserted, light spread from the formation, like thick rosy light flowing.

Xu Li stared at the flowing light, suddenly feeling a bit guilty.

'He won't beat me up when he comes back, will he?'

He thought about Jin Chen's striking strength, and also thought about his own small physique.

'... Probably not.'

Xu Li self-comfortingly muttered a sentence, patted the edge of the teleportation array, turned and slipped away.