Countless paper offerings rained from the sky. The deathly pale funeral streamers, along with the tombstones and graves, stretched into the distance.
A fire burned brightly along the mountain road.
"Little Green Deer Trick."
Chen Xuan carefully compared the two Qi-circulation diagrams that had appeared in the Small Underworld and found no difference between them. He immediately committed them to memory.
Of the four Green Deer Mountain Disciples Wang Chan had killed, two had cultivated Green Qi. Both had learned the same trick lineage passed down by Green Deer Mountain.
"Next, it's time for the Yellow Millet Dream."
After handling the underworld affairs of the four disciples, Mystic Cat Goddess immediately straightened her expression and strode to the headless bones of Wang Chan's corpse. She sat upright with perfect solemnity, as if she were undertaking some grave matter.
This was the first time Chen Xuan had seen Mystic Cat assume such a solemn bearing.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, the Small Jade Pendant tied around Mystic Cat's neck by a red cord slowly rose into the air. It unfolded like a little book, its pages flipping with a rustle as golden radiance shot forth.
"This is a book?"
Chen Xuan was astonished. Following Mystic Cat's gaze, he looked at the jade book unfurled in midair. It was filled with rows of ancient seal-script characters written vertically in underworld script.
"Ancient Peach Blossom Garden ruins, Houtu Underworld Emissary observed the Heavenly Fate Immortal Seed Directory—Grand Yin Lineage, Chimera Cat Thirteen."
A line of golden text was written at the very front of the page.
Chen Xuan had been born into humble circumstances. He had only recognized a few characters while learning martial arts in Willow Town, so he knew most of these ancient seal-script characters not at all. He could only guess and puzzle his way through them, struggling to make out their meaning.
"On the ninth day of Tu Month in the 3,600th year of the ancient Chu Lei Bird calendar, Six Desires Heaven emerged into the world... retreated into the Southern Wilderness..."
Tu Month was the twelfth month.
Following that column of golden characters was another column of seal script:
"On the same day, the Yellow Millet Dream perished and its Dao dissipated at Ox Horn Mountain in the Southern Wilderness. The destination of its soul and spirit is unknown; perhaps there are further consequences..."
"The Yellow Millet True Scripture's whereabouts are unknown. This path has been severed..."
Chen Xuan's heart jolted. What did it mean that the destination of its soul and spirit was unknown?
Moreover, he had clearly committed the entire Yellow Millet True Scripture to memory. How could its whereabouts be unknown?
Just as he was wondering about this, a blue-gold starburst suddenly flew out of Wang Chan's body and dropped into the white jade book.
"Swish, swish!"
It was as if someone in the void had taken up a brush and swiftly written across the jade book. Chen Xuan saw characters appear one after another.
"Ambition higher than Heaven, fate thin as paper—the Yellow Millet Dream: Low-Grade Immortal Pill!"
Mystic Cat Goddess's magnificent eyes narrowed. Her plum-blossom-shaped paw immediately closed the jade book, concealing the appraisal, as she murmured:
"The path of the Yellow Millet Dream has already been severed. The fate and fortune entangled in what follows may yet stir up trouble..."
"But the slight ripples caused by a single Low-Grade Immortal Pill aren't worth mentioning."
"The future situation of the Ancient Chu Kingdom will still depend on this group from Six Desires Heaven!"
Listening to Mystic Cat Goddess mutter to herself, Chen Xuan's thoughts churned like a stormy sea.
"There are quite a few of these strange and wondrous Heavenly Fate Immortal Seeds in this world."
According to the appraisal from the Small Underworld, the Yellow Millet Dream was merely a Low-Grade Immortal Pill. Above it, there had to be existences of even higher levels.
"Whoosh!"
After finishing her business with a solemn air, Mystic Cat Goddess relaxed her taut body.
Then she turned to look at Chen Xuan's distant figure, who was resting with his eyes closed, and asked in confusion:
"Is he going to sleep here tonight? Sleep alongside a pile of corpses?"
Mystic Cat Goddess tugged at the corner of her mouth, revealing a sharp cat fang. She couldn't understand why Chen Xuan hadn't left after the battle. What kind of peculiar hobby was this?
"How bizarre. I'd say your secrets are no fewer than the Yellow Millet Dream's."
She had watched Chen Xuan come all the way from Willow Town and knew many things about him. Now that the Yellow Millet Dream had died at his hands as well, she was firmly convinced that Chen Xuan was no ordinary Qi Refiner.
"..."
Chen Xuan was rendered speechless. You'll naturally wake me if you leave.
Mystic Cat Goddess eyed Chen Xuan suspiciously a few times, then began striding away on all fours at great speed... She was very busy tonight. There were still some corpses at Small Stone Lake that needed handling, so she couldn't stay here any longer.
The black mist receded into the distance, and the Small Underworld vanished.
"Huh? What happened?"
Chen Xuan was suddenly startled. He discovered that although the Heartfast had not ended after the Small Underworld departed, he still possessed Mystic Cat's vision!
"Rustle, rustle!"
The earth rapidly retreated in Chen Xuan's field of vision. In the blink of an eye, more than ten li had passed, and a vast lake, broad and smooth as a bright mirror, gradually entered his view.
Small Stone Lake!
Chen Xuan was shocked. He had actually followed Mystic Cat Goddess to Small Stone Lake!
"The ones who died here were also people from Green Deer Mountain. Huh, the wounds on the corpses..."
Mystic Cat Goddess's cry of surprise reached his ears: "This was Chen Xuan's doing too!"
Mystic Cat bent down to examine the corpses of Senior Brother Chu and the other three. At a glance, she recognized the scars caused by Metal Virtue White Qi, and her eyes widened in shock.
Only then did she realize that Chen Xuan hadn't merely killed the Yellow Millet Dream tonight. Before that, he had already clashed with Green Deer Mountain!
In a daze, an imagined scene floated through her mind. This young man named Chen Xuan had walked out of Willow Town on a snowy night, crossed hundreds of li of snowbound wasteland, and pursued his way to the Southern Wilderness. Beneath the moonlight, he had killed four Green Deer Mountain Disciples, then gone straight on to kill the Yellow Millet Dream without pause...
"By my count, in just over half a month, eleven Qi Refiners have already died by his hand."
Mystic Cat Goddess murmured to herself, her emotions surging. In the long years she had patrolled the mortal world, even she needed a very long time to encounter a god of slaughter who carved a path through life by killing, seeking only to let his thoughts flow unimpeded.
Chen Xuan wasn't paying attention to Mystic Cat's inner thoughts at the moment. He was thinking about the Heartfast.
"It should be a change that occurred after entering the Yellow Millet Dream. The Heartfast's ability has grown stronger."
"Even without the Small Underworld, I can still possess Mystic Cat."
Chen Xuan began testing the limits of this ability. Not long afterward, Mystic Cat finished her work, and Chen Xuan continued following her as she left.
The earth and forests rapidly fell away in his field of vision.
"Twenty li..."
After Mystic Cat had moved roughly twenty li away from Chen Xuan's physical body, he began to notice his vision gradually scattering. In the end, he was forced to leave Mystic Cat's body.
The Heartfast ended.
At the same time, Chen Xuan was astonished to discover a point of light in his vision representing Mystic Cat's current location. It was like a moving coordinate, and it was still continuously moving away from him.
"This point of light represents Mystic Cat Goddess's movements."
"As long as she comes within twenty li of me, I can possess her body directly."
Chen Xuan pondered and murmured, "With this ability, I won't need to remain at the scene of a massacre in the future. I can enter the Small Underworld from far away and obtain the inherited tricks..."
Moreover, Mystic Cat had already become a pair of eyes for him. If he got the chance, he could use her to inspect the surrounding conditions...
This was an extremely convenient ability.
"If the Heartfast keeps growing stronger in the future and its range continues expanding... will I eventually be able to see the sun in the sky, shaped like a dragon's pupil, and even the immortals who reach out from the clouds and drag along Bronze Chains, clearly and truly?"
Chen Xuan's thoughts ran wild.
"The Heartfast is wondrous beyond compare. There are still more abilities waiting for me to uncover... It's no less extraordinary than the Yellow Millet Dream."
Chen Xuan even felt that the Heartfast's level was far above the Yellow Millet Dream's.
Because in Wang Chan's dream, the Heartfast had never existed at all!
The life of "Chen Xuan" in the dream had begun with cultivating the Little Firebird Trick, rather than relying on the Heartfast to obtain the Little White Ape Trick from the Small Underworld...
The Yellow Millet Dream could not foresee the changes brought about by the Heartfast!
Yet the Heartfast could directly enter the Yellow Millet Dream, and had even seen the hidden Yellow Millet True Scripture!
The more Chen Xuan thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. But then a deep question began to linger in his mind.
"The Yellow Millet Dream and Six Desires Heaven... were all recorded by the Small Underworld. Why wasn't the Heartfast?"
Chen Xuan was puzzled. "They are Heaven's Chosen. Does that mean I, Chen Xuan, don't count? Or is even the Small Underworld unable to detect the existence of the Heartfast? Hmph, it's nothing special after all."
After thinking it over and over, Chen Xuan gradually felt that his brain wasn't enough for this. He immediately tactfully abandoned the line of thought. He had never liked puzzling over such matters.
He went up the mountain to inspect Green Deer Mountain's camp.
"Gurgle~"
Not long afterward, he found a clean iron pot in the camp, set it over the fire, and began preparing the Over Mountain Treasure Fish he had caught.
He intended to eat this blood-nourishing great tonic.
"Hmph!"
In a daze, Chen Xuan heard an elderly cold snort faintly rise behind him. His body instantly tensed, and he turned to look.
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