Return to Wushen Mountain

It's just like communicating with people.

If you want people to truly understand the thoughts of the great shaman, you can't use language, because language is such a barren thing that it can't describe their minds.

But without language, one can say nothing and express nothing.

Therefore, they would concentrate all their essence and then retain the restraints on themselves.

The younger generation only needs to take the essence of what they have summarized, without being burdened by 'fixed thinking'. They can move forward lightly, take the baton, and then explore things at a higher level.

Go explore the Great Way, go find that one and only truth, that unchanging truth, that universally applicable truth, that ultimate answer that truly defines and interprets everything.

Li Qi suddenly understood why Wushen Mountain didn't value the combat training of its young masters at all; for example, he, a fighting idiot, wouldn't receive any special training.

According to Li Qi's own understanding of this kind of Xianxia (fantasy martial arts) force, the elite disciples of such major sects should be the kind who pursue dominance and strive to crush all the heavens with their fists.

But in reality, Wushen Mountain doesn't need an heir to destroy everything.

What he wants is for successors to inherit his Dao Lineage, go further and longer, and then pass the baton to the next person until they reach the finish line.

Where is the finish line?

Have no idea.

Ahead of the existing Dao Path lies only a rugged wilderness.

Where there was no road to begin with, only the pioneers trodden it into existence, one step at a time.

Aside from the ideal finish line, there are no markers. Competitors go in opposite directions, and fellow travelers fall behind one after another, but as long as one person can extend the road by one step, they are creating new history.

Without reference points or markers, everything awaits future generations to explore.

Is it irresponsible to leave the pioneering work to future generations?

No, that's not how it works.

Because the great shamans themselves were once successors, and now they are pioneers.

They followed in the footsteps of the pioneers, and then forged new paths. After being bound by everything they possessed, they nurtured new, energetic successors, who took over everything they had pioneered and became the new pioneers.

Generation after generation, generation after generation.

"Is this... the meaning of the existence of the Dao Lineage?" Li Qi looked up.

Now, another of his doubts has been resolved.

He had never really understood why the Dao Lineage existed.

Whether it's the sorcerer god, the Ranked Shaman, or even the great sorcerers below, their existence is indelible, their power is immense, and their lives are almost eternal.

Li Qi simply couldn't understand why such an existence needed a bunch of ants, and what the significance was of building power and cultivating successors for them.

But now, the great shaman Mi Xin has given him an answer.

That is to promote one's own Dao Lineage.

Because the older generation is already constrained by their own strength, the addition of fresh blood is extremely urgent.

Therefore, they will eliminate any threats that may be posed to their descendants.

Even if the opponent is a demon.

It was precisely because of this that Li Qi's matter was able to alarm the God of Witchcraft.

Because a sorcerer god can only ever be a sorcerer god, but Li Qi, and even other descendants, may be more than just a sorcerer god.

Although the probability is slim—no, it can't be called slim, it should be said to be practically zero.

But it seems that the entire Wushen Mountain feels that such an effort needs no questioning.

Even if it's a near-zero probability that the God of War will personally sit at the gambling table and place a bet, it would still be worthwhile.

Even when making their choice, Wushen Mountain barely hesitated. Even the two great witches rushed in without hesitation, using their combined strength to fight against a demonic force many times their size.

To be honest, Li Qi couldn't quite understand it.

But as someone who can't understand this behavior, all he can do is be grateful and try his best to shoulder this burden.

The great shaman Mi Xin continued, "This is the meaning of the existence of the Dao Lineage, and it is also your responsibility. You are still young and do not yet understand how heavy those constraints are. I truly hope you will understand later..."

Li Qi remained silent.

The great shaman naturally didn't continue.

However, Li Qi was pondering his words.

How terrible are those constraints?

Is it so terrifying that even the great shaman and those above him completely despair of their own abilities and can only place their hopes on future generations?

Unfortunately, such things are probably hard to understand until you experience them yourself.

Just then, Li Qi suddenly heard someone calling his name.

He is a teacher.

Zhu Fengdan was calling him.

So he bid farewell to Mi Xin and quickly returned to Zhu Fengdan's side.

Zhu Fengdan, who had previously looked half-dead, is now sitting up, jumping around, and even her eyes have become much more lively.

Apart from the large hole in his chest, there was no indication that he had just been injured.

But that hole was truly shocking.

It's refreshingly cool, making you feel exhilarated, but it doesn't make you feel relaxed at all.

"Teacher, what do you need me for?" Li Qi walked over, still respectful as ever.

"Did Mi Xin say anything about inheritance or responsibility to you?" Zhu Fengdan snapped open her folding fan and started fanning herself.

"Yes." Li Qi nodded.

"Don't listen, only a fool would believe that," Zhu Fengdan said casually, her tone light, as if she didn't take this heavy undertaking seriously at all.

"Okay," Li Qi replied.

But this answer greatly surprised Zhu Fengdan.

He slammed the folding fan shut. "Did you understand?"

"I know a little bit," Li Qi said.

"Tell me about it?" Zhu Fengdan asked curiously.

Therefore, Li Qi said, "On the Dao Path, all motivation must come from the heart. Being forced forward by responsibility will not take you far. Only when you sincerely want to explore the highest ultimate goal can you persevere, because that is what your Dao heart seeks, and you will have no regrets."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fengdan burst into laughter.

His laughter was very hearty, which made you feel that he was in a good mood.

As he was laughing, blood suddenly began to spurt from the hole in his chest.

Li Qi Qihan came down.

Before they could even speak, the two of them quickly grabbed medical equipment and rushed to stop the bleeding, managing to close the wound again.

However, Zhu Fengdan didn't seem to mind, and simply patted Li Qi on the shoulder. "Not bad! That's more like my apprentice, even though I haven't taught you anything."

Li Qi's face darkened.

You know you haven't taught me anything, right?

However, Zhu Fengdan immediately changed the subject. "Although I haven't taught you anything, it's because what you're learning now is too superficial. Teaching you that would not only be a waste of my time, but also a waste of yours. When you reach the fifth rank and are truly able to inherit my mantle, then I will teach you something different, something you can't learn on your own."

Upon hearing this, Li Qi didn't say anything more, but simply nodded silently.

Indeed, although he has already reached the seventh rank, he can still handle the things he is researching on his own.

The conversation didn't last very long, less than ten minutes in total.

Then, we arrived at Wushen Mountain.

Li Qi's heart finally settled down; he began to feel nervous.

Because this return to the mountain is to confront the shaman god directly!

Li Qi straightened his clothes and landed on Wushen Mountain.

This time, when Dapeng landed, he felt countless gazes upon him.

It was true. Countless gazes were directed at him, and he couldn't tell how many there were. Moreover, they weren't the gazes of low-level cultivators. All these gazes came from the Unseen, but they weren't hiding themselves, which is why True Knowledge Dao Charm could sense them.

How many powerful figures are hidden in Wushen Mountain?

However, these gazes were merely observations.

Li Qi glanced nervously at Zhu Fengdan.

Zhu Fengdan nodded, coughed twice, and then began to say, "You, all of you, get out of here—"

However, he had only uttered half a syllable, and had not yet completely uttered the word, when Mi Xin suddenly attacked, throwing a straight punch at his face.

Zhu Fengdan leaned back and flipped over, the remaining half syllable being swallowed back.

Mi Xin took over the conversation and said loudly, "Fellow disciples, this matter is of great importance and has not yet been reported to others. Only you know about it, so please do not spread it outside, lest it cause a great mess."

"As for Young Master Li Qi, he is only a seventh-rank official and cannot withstand your scrutiny. Please restrain yourself."

With Mi Xin's words, the surrounding gazes gradually disappeared, no longer staring so intently at Li Qi.

Li Qi was also covered in a cold sweat.

He was already nervous when he heard he was going to meet the Witch God, and being watched by others made him even more nervous.

If the teacher actually shouted that, who knows how much trouble it would cause...

Mi Xin glanced at Zhu Fengdan, snorted coldly, and then said to Li Qi, "Ignore him and come with me."

Li Qi, of course, wouldn't listen to those words. He simply bowed to the great shaman Mi Xin, then ran to Zhu Fengdan and helped him up from the ground.

"Oh... Ah, Mi Xin, you... Sigh, never mind, don't hit someone in the face, really." Zhu Fengdan covered her nose and stood up.

Mi Xin, however, was furious. "As a teacher, such demeanor is simply misleading! I really don't know how a genius like Li Qi, who is rare even after several eras, could be entrusted to you? It's a disgrace to the family!"

Zhu Fengdan rolled her eyes. "You don't know anything. If you really handed Li Qi over to you, you would ruin him before he even reached the sixth rank. You spend all day instilling responsibility and inheritance in people and setting up a path for them step by step. Whose Dao Path is that?"

Seeing that the two seemed about to start arguing, Li Qi raised his hand and said, "Um... Teacher, Master Mi Xin, shouldn't we go see the God of Witchcraft first?"

This statement temporarily stopped two people, especially Mi Xin.

Zhu Fengdan seemed indifferent to the Witch God, but after hearing this, Mi Xin shook his head, stopped the argument, and said, "Go down from Dapeng. Someone will meet you down there. You need to make some preparations to see the Witch God. Someone will tell you everything along the way."

"Yes," Li Qi replied, cupping his hands in greeting.

Then, they did as Mi Xin had instructed.

It's unclear how the two great shamans will communicate after they go down, but at least with Li Qi, they haven't been arguing for the time being.

Li Qi also left Dapeng.

Before leaving, the roc winked at him. "Young master, this is the second time you've traveled with me. The last time I saw you, you were only an eighth-rank official. It's only been a few months... You truly deserve to be called a young master."

"Just lucky," Li Qi said with a wry smile.

Was it just a fluke?

Just think about how I'm being targeted by the Heavenly Demon now, and how I'll have to meet the Witch God later.

It was truly... a life-or-death situation.

The roc quickly spread its wings and flew away from this place.

Li Qi lightly stepped on the clouds, the energy surging within him allowing him to easily ride the clouds.

For him, leaping down from a giant roc that is tens of miles tall is nothing new.

Below is Wushen Mountain.

Li Qi landed easily on the ground and wondered who was there to greet him.

But what came next was a dragon's roar!

He turned his head and saw a monster charging towards him!

That monster was ten feet tall! It had a long neck, wings on its skeleton, and was covered in blue scales. Clouds and thunder roared beneath its feet, and sparks flashed constantly around its body, leaving streaks of blue light in the air.

Let's look inside.

It has the appearance of a black dragon and resembles the markings of a spirit dragon.

It possesses the lofty stature of a flying rabbit and the fine qualities of a fine steed.

A rich spiritual aura emanated from the monster, making it appear somewhat strange and ferocious, yet possessing a noble air, even making its menacing scales appear much smoother.

The monster charged wildly and crashed right up to Li Qi.

Li Qi, however, neither dodged nor avoided, but went to meet them.

The monster rushed up to Li Qi, slowed down, and affectionately nuzzled against him.

"Oh my, it's been half a year! Old Ma, you've reached the next level?" Li Qi touched the horse's face, somewhat pleased.

This is truly a happy thing.

The monster before them was none other than the Old Ma, which had already reached a high level of skill!

The sound Old Ma made was no longer a soft murmur, but a roar like a dragon's howl, yet his emotions were still evident.

The last time Li Qi left Old Ma was because Old Ma absorbed the Dragon Qi of a young true dragon and became dizzy, so Li Qi couldn't take him with him and had to stay here.

Now, it seems he has digested the Dragon Qi, and the Uncommon Song, which he cultivated with it, seems to have officially entered the rank of immortal.

It is a ninth-grade Dragon Steed, but because of the true Dragon Qi, its dragon transformation speed is extremely fast. It seems that after a while, it may even be able to Dragon Transformation directly.

It transformed into a Demon Dragon.

Of course, change needs to be proactive.

However, before he could exchange more than a few words with Old Ma, Li Qi saw two women walking towards him.

Those are... two Wu Yu?

As mentioned before, Wu Yu is a type of witch who can invoke the gods through dance, control the purification rituals of the year, perform purification rites, pray for rain during droughts, and sing and weep before the gods to plead for help in the event of major disasters in the country.

It can be Shaman's assistant and eyes.

However, the two Wu Yu in front of him are of a much higher rank than Li Qi.

He carefully examined the two Wu Yu.

As for appearance, needless to say, once you reach that level, you can be as good-looking as you want; the body is not a constraint.

But in those eyes, it seemed as if evening smoke was rising and the bright sunset had faded.

Scattered like a myriad of stars, the tranquil lake reflects the misty forest.

Li Qi couldn't even tell what rank they were. Could they be servants of the witch god?

If they were truly servants of the Witch God, then they could not be treated with disrespect. So Li Qi stepped forward and asked, "Seniors, have you come to fetch me?"