Falling Flowers Long for Flowing Water, but Flowing Water Feels Nothing—Sending the Patriarch to His Burial

As Emperor Zuo threw a punch, a Giant Cauldron flew out from the Forbidden Ground of Night Moon Kingdom and charged at him.

Watching the earth-shattering battle, Chen Changsheng smacked his lips and sighed.

"The cultivation world really is dangerous. Good thing I don't like fighting."

After sighing, Chen Changsheng immediately flew toward Yixiu and the others in the distance.

Seeing Chen Changsheng reappear after fifty years, everyone was instantly flooded with the joy of a long-awaited reunion.

"Brother Changsheng, I knew you would definitely come back."

Song Yuanshan stepped forward excitedly to greet him.

Chen Changsheng sized up Song Yuanshan in his Daoist Robe and smiled. "After decades apart, that little tagalong has finally grown up."

"Good. Third Senior Brother's painstaking guidance was not in vain."

Seeing Chen Changsheng speaking with Song Yuanshan, a breathtakingly beautiful woman with a hint of wildness in her bearing seemed to want to speak, yet hesitated.

She was the Princess of Night Moon Kingdom, Wanyan Yue.

"What are you planning to do next?"

In the end, Wanyan Yue could not help asking.

Seeing the look in Wanyan Yue's eyes, Chen Changsheng smiled. "What else can I do? Of course, I'll walk my own path!"

At that, Wanyan Yue glanced at the Xuanwu Kingdom army and said solemnly.

"You're still leaving?"

Though Wanyan Yue did not say anything outright, Chen Changsheng still heard a trace of reluctance in her voice.

Chen Changsheng smiled. "It does not really count as leaving."

"Everyone has things they ought to do, and a destination that belongs to them alone. I am merely going where I ought to go and doing what I ought to do."

"Why?"

Song Yuanshan asked in confusion.

"The trouble has already been dealt with. Supreme Clarity Temple is waiting to be rebuilt from the ruins. Brother Changsheng, are you truly going to wash your hands of it?"

Facing Song Yuanshan's slightly agitated expression, Chen Changsheng patted his shoulder and said.

"Rebuilding Supreme Clarity Temple is your mission, not mine."

"People have different destinies. Some are born to put down roots in one place, while others are suited to make the four seas their home."

"The Daoist path values the word 'fate.' My fate with all of you has run its course. It is time to say goodbye."

Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Song Yuanshan could not help clenching his fists.

In truth, ever since Chen Changsheng had entered the sect, all of Supreme Clarity Temple had anticipated his departure.

Although Chen Changsheng had done very well, they had never sensed any intention in him to stay.

To put it more accurately, Song Yuanshan regarded Supreme Clarity Temple as home, while Chen Changsheng merely regarded it as a place to rest his feet.

A person would pass through many places in a lifetime and might grow attached to some of them.

But the only place that could make someone stop was home.

Chen Changsheng had never regarded Supreme Clarity Temple as home, so no matter how attached he was to it, he would ultimately leave.

Having said that, Chen Changsheng turned to look at the calm-faced Yixiu.

"Little monk, I have known you the longest."

"I'm leaving soon. Aren't you going to try to keep me?"

Hearing Chen Changsheng's words, Yixiu rolled his eyes at him and said disdainfully.

"If you, Chen Changsheng, want to leave, who could possibly keep you?"

"We are the flowers, grass, and trees of this land, while you are only a bird stopping by for a brief while."

"No matter how long a bird stays, it will always fly away in the end. I foresaw this day long ago."

As Yixiu spoke, the battle on Emperor Zuo's side also came to an end.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng smiled. "After decades, your Buddhist teachings have improved somewhat."

"Keep working hard. Strive to become a great master someday."

"Things over there are finished. I'm going to collect the corpse of an old acquaintance."

With that, Chen Changsheng turned and walked toward the Forbidden Ground.

Looking at Chen Changsheng's back, all three of them had deep reluctance in their eyes.

Yet the reluctance in Wanyan Yue's eyes carried a different kind of feeling.

Seeing this, Yixiu sighed. "Stop looking. This fellow will not stay for anyone."

"Besides, over these past fifty years, you shouted every day about beating Chen Changsheng black and blue to avenge the humiliation he once inflicted on you."

"Now that he is here, why aren't you making a move?"

Hearing Yixiu's words, Wanyan Yue said coldly, "He is very strong. I am not his match right now."

"I can help you!"

"He is not actually good at fighting. If the two of us join hands, we might have a chance to give him a good beating."

Faced with Yixiu exposing her, Wanyan Yue snapped, "Buddhism values compassion, yet your every word reeks of hostility. I think you are not far from falling into demonic ways."

After retorting to Yixiu, Wanyan Yue turned and left.

Yet halfway through, Wanyan Yue's steps paused.

"Will I be able to see him again?"

"Hard to say. But if you live a little longer, there is still a chance."

Having received Yixiu's answer, Wanyan Yue vanished completely.

Perhaps from the moment her fur had been dyed black, Wanyan Yue had deeply remembered this interesting person.

Night Moon Kingdom's Forbidden Ground.

Chen Changsheng carried an ornate coffin on his shoulder, carefully circumvented the various massive craters, and arrived before the Bronze Ancient Hall.

Thud!

The heavy coffin hit the ground. Chen Changsheng looked at Master Yuhua, who was suppressed beneath the Bronze Ancient Hall, and smiled.

"Patriarch, what do you think of this coffin your Disciple's Disciple had made for you?"

Hearing this, Master Yuhua looked at the coffin and smiled. "Not bad. I can see that you put a great deal of care into it."

"Ever since you luckily escaped last time, I have always felt a faint unease in my heart."

"But I never expected you to return so quickly, and even bring such a powerful helper."

Hearing that, Chen Changsheng glanced at Emperor Zuo, who was studying the Bronze Ancient Hall.

"Nothing else could be done. Patriarch, you are so powerful. How could I send you to your burial alone?"

"Now that things have come this far, could Patriarch answer a few questions for your Disciple's Disciple?"

"Yes."

"The Boundless Secret Realm also has a Bronze Ancient Hall. Why did you come to Night Moon Kingdom to set things in motion?"

"The thing suppressed beneath the Boundless Secret Realm was destroyed by someone, so I found Night Moon Kingdom."

"So that was it!"

"Then let me ask the second question. Do you regret killing Master and the others?"

As he asked this, Chen Changsheng stared fixedly into Master Yuhua's eyes, trying to see the truest answer within them.

After a long while, Master Yuhua let out a soft sigh. "It was merely a little wind and frost."

"For one who cultivates the Dao, a few sacrifices in pursuit of the Great Dao of Longevity are perfectly normal."

"If one day I obtain the means to break free, then even raw Coptis Chinensis will taste sweet despite its bitterness."

"Hahaha!"

Hearing Master Yuhua's words, Chen Changsheng laughed, and he laughed happily.

"What a line—'even raw Coptis Chinensis will taste sweet despite its bitterness.' Patriarch's Dao heart is steadfast indeed. This disciple admires you!"

"Since that is the case, let this disciple send you on your final journey."

As his words fell, Emperor Zuo also appeared at Chen Changsheng's side.

Looking at Emperor Zuo, who had defeated him, Master Yuhua showed not the slightest fear.

"If I had not been trapped, it would not have been so easy for you to kill me."