Wandering Sight: Liu Changle

Chen Lingxi shook her head helplessly.

He also desperately wanted to Sight-Roaming Liu Changle to see if he could uncover some of the secrets of the Great World.

However, now that he is in this Cave Heaven, he may find it difficult to offer any assistance to Sight-Roaming Liu Changle.

He sighed, then looked through the cave entrance at the Twin Luminous Mirrors in the sky.

"Since there has been no progress in Sight-Roaming Emperor Daye, and now is the time for Total Perception, why not try Sight-Roaming Liu Changle instead?"

As he thought of this, a flash of inspiration struck him, and an Incense Burner appeared in his palm from the Hongdong Bag.

The Incense Burner burner was as dark as night, with faint ghost face patterns protruding from its body. It was one of the batches that Lin Suri had distributed back in the Inverted Room the Baosu Marquis Residence.

These were also items that Chen Lingxi handled when she first Sight-Roaming Lin Suri.

And this Incense Burner was, in fact, the only thing that could be considered a decoration in the dark and damp room where he and Liu Changle sat facing backwards.

That day, under the pretext of warming himself up, he took the Incense Burner from Liu Changle's hands, and then, through it, he glimpsed for the first time Lin Suri's breathing exercises and cultivation, thus embarking on this ethereal path to heaven.

Naturally, this Incense Burner was also something that Liu Changle had handled.

Without further hesitation, he used his Divine Sense as a guide to silently recite Liu Changle's name and birth date, and then established a connection with the Incense Burner in front of him to perform the art of Sight-Roaming.

Within the Divine Chamber, a wondrous light flowed in, and mysterious tadpole-like characters flickered in the Void, clearly etching the three characters "Liu Changle" into the space.

Chen Lingxi has now reached the Ninth Floor of Qi Circulation cultivation, Sight-Roaming range has long exceeded eight hundred miles in both directions!

He was currently deep within the Nanju Twelve Mountains. With a thought, his spiritual light traveled hundreds of miles, heading precisely towards Yuan River Prefecture.

Then...

Chen Lingxi's perspective was completely black, as if she were sinking into deep water.

As the darkness receded like the tide...

An astonishing scene unfolded.

What came into Chen Lingxi's view was not the blue bricks and gray tiles of the Mystic Wonder Abbey in Yuan River Prefecture that she remembered.

It was an interior scene of a house, depicting a woman.

In addition, through the door, one can see a vast, boundless sea of clouds.

The milky white, thick clouds, like a blanket of cotton wool, rolled and churned endlessly, stretching to the horizon.

Above the sky, three Great Sun Suspended in the Sky, each with a different color, their rays illuminating the sea of clouds in a magnificent and bizarre spectacle.

"Indeed! This Wandering Sight Divine Ability Liu Changle, who is Sight-Roaming in the Great World, can be used to see Liu Changle through the Qi-Less Grotto-Heaven."

A voice, filled with undisguised sorrow, drew his attention back.

Before him appeared a woman with delicate features, dressed in a plain-colored long dress, but her eyes were red-rimmed, filled with lingering sorrow and resentment.

"Uncle-Master Changle, Senior Brother Zheng... has not returned. He is probably dead. That Yellow Leap Peak is truly too much!" Her voice was choked with sobs, yet she tried to hold them back, making her appear even more pitiful. "Just because of a few acres of spirit land, a few words were exchanged, and they dared to kill people!"

Chen Lingxi then noticed that the woman was full of Spiritual Qi and her aura was surging. Although her aura was still unstable, she was clearly a cultivator with extraordinary cultivation.

Even so, at this moment she was like a helpless mortal girl, weeping for the tragic death of her fellow disciples and resentful of the power of her enemies.

Chen Lingxi's mind stirred slightly, and her perspective instantly shifted to that of a third person, like a transparent spectator.

Liu Changle sat on a futon with his head down. His Daoist robe was somewhat worn, and his breathing was a little rapid as a result.

It was clear that he was trying his best to suppress his anger and helplessness.

The woman took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm herself, but a look of despair suddenly appeared in her eyes.

She gently shook her head, her voice filled with deep weariness and confusion. "The sect leader is still in seclusion, and we don't know when he will emerge."

"I've heard that Yellow Leap Peak has recently gained the allegiance of a Dao Foundation Realm cultivator, and his influence has soared. In this [Dragon-Offering] territory, Yellow Leap Peak's power has far surpassed that of our Sun-Watching Peak." As she said this, her tone became even more desperate. "What's more, Yellow Leap Peak has also climbed up to those big shots who have ascended to the [Dragon-Transformation Immortal Ranking]."

"Uncle-Master... tell me, when will we be able to get ahead after struggling like this on Sun-Watching Peak?"

Liu Changle took a deep breath, raised his hand, and rubbed his furrowed brows.

His face was somewhat pale, and in recent days he had been feeling listless and often inexplicably tired, unlike a cultivator who should be full of energy and spirit.

"Could it be that some calamity has befallen us?" he muttered to himself, then shook his head, banishing these thoughts.

He raised his head and said, "Now, we can only wait for the sect leader to emerge from seclusion... As long as the sect leader is still alive, the lineage of Sun-Watching Peak will not be severed."

The woman hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised her tearful eyes and cautiously asked, "Or... should I go to the Heavenly Azure Inner Peak and ask to see Senior Sister Shi Xi?"

Sister Shi Xi also practiced at our Sun-Watching Peak for a period of time back then, perhaps... she still holds onto some old feelings?"

Her voice was extremely soft, and she became less and less confident as she spoke, perhaps knowing herself that this was not a good choice.

Liu Changle listened and remained silent for a long time.

He looked out the window at the surging sea of clouds and the three eternally unchanging suns, and finally took a deep breath before standing up as if he had made up his mind.

"Azure Heaven Peak is the seventh inner peak of the Dragon-Offering Sect. It is heavily guarded and has many rules."

"You are merely a junior disciple of my Sun-Watching Peak. If you were to go there rashly, I fear you wouldn't even be able to submit your name card, and would only suffer humiliation for no reason."

He straightened his old Daoist robe. "In that case, I will personally handle this matter."

"Shi Xi... Fellow Daoist Shi Xi now holds a noble status. If she could truly remember even a trace of our past relationship and send a letter to Huang Yellow Leap Peak, then the many calamities currently Sun-Watching Peak would be resolved."

The idea of visiting Shi Xi Azure Heaven Sect was originally proposed by this woman in despair.

Now that she saw Liu Changle was really going to go in person, she hesitated again, a look of worry on her face. "Uncle-Master... Senior Shi Xi's temperament has reportedly become extremely aloof, focusing solely on the Great Dao cultivation and never concerning herself with worldly affairs on the outer peaks. What if... what if she doesn't even want to see you?"

Liu Changle strode towards the door. "We have to try... We have no way out. Even if there's only a slim chance, we can't let it go."

Upon hearing this, the woman knew that further persuasion was useless, so she quickly wiped away her tears and hurried after him, opening the door to see him off.

The two left the room one after the other, and Chen Lingxi's perspective followed.

The houses are built along the mountainside, surrounded by ancient trees and shrouded in mist.

This place was exactly the same as the scene he had glimpsed in the illusory image of the Ancestral Mountain Long River.

The two walked slowly, one in front of the other, along the stone path leading down the mountain.

The woman followed behind Liu Changle, looking at the desolate mountain peaks before her, and suddenly said, "Clearly, both Sun-Watching Peak and Yellow Leap Peak are peaks under the jurisdiction of the Dragon-Offering Sect!"

Why can the high and mighty Dragon-Offering Sect just stand by and watch us subordinate peaks oppress and plunder each other, like raising poisonous insects?

They don't care about their disciples' lives or right and wrong! If Dragon-Offering Sect could establish some rules, even just a little, my Sun-Watching Peak wouldn't be bullied to this extent!

Liu Changle walked ahead, the mountain breeze ruffling his thin Daoist robe.

He slowly said, "These Dragon-Offering Peaks may seem like a fairyland, with True Lord presiding over them, but in reality, the cultivators on these peaks are hostile to each other, plundering each other's fortuitous opportunity and Dao Foundation Realm. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a place where a hundred ghosts roam and ten thousand demons contend."

He paused, turning back to look at his junior disciple, who possessed considerable talent yet willingly wasted his years on the dilapidated Sun-Watching Peak: "Junior disciple Zhu, you have good talent and a pure heart. You don't need to waste your time on Sun-Watching Peak. While you're still young, go find some higher-ranking sects; perhaps you can forge your own Dao Path..."

Upon hearing this, the woman surnamed Zhu was slightly taken aback, but she didn't say anything more, only stubbornly shaking her head.

Chen Lingxi witnessed all of this and Subtle Insight.

The Great Xuanzhuo Realm sounds like a paradise for immortals, but the struggles of those beneath it, their helplessness and suffering, are no different from those of the mortals in the Qi-Less Grotto-Heaven.

Just as Chen Lingxi lost in thought, Liu Changle in front of her had already risen on a cloud.

A mysterious stream of light flowed from his body, and he transformed into a long rainbow, speeding away from Sun-Watching Peak!

The speed was astonishing, piercing through the clouds and mist, leaving only a lingering cloud trail behind it.

Chen Lingxi was secretly surprised. His cultivation was already quite advanced, and his speed in controlling the Heavenly Boat was extremely fast. However, he estimated that even if he pushed the Heavenly Boat to its limit, it would not be as fast as one-tenth of Liu Changle's speed.

Along the way, Liu Changle flew over countless miles of beautiful mountains and rivers, where the scenery was extremely pleasant.

After an unknown amount of time, he arrived at an extremely tall mountain peak that seemed to pierce the clouds like a pillar of heaven.

This mountain is surrounded by many smaller mountains, like stars surrounding the moon, creating a magnificent and ever-changing landscape.

On that main peak, spiritual light cascaded down like a waterfall, and palaces and pavilions appeared and disappeared among the clouds, displaying the sacred aura of a great immortal sect.

Liu Changle dared not show the slightest disrespect, and descended from the clouds at a distance, landing at the foot of the mountain.

There stands a majestic mountain gate, with the two ancient characters "Tian Cang" carved on the lintel.

He straightened his clothes, strode forward, and respectfully presented his calling card to the gatekeeper, who sat as still as a stone statue, with a profound aura.

The gatekeeper simply waved his hand, and the jade name card transformed into a streak of light, which was then carried in the mouth of a strangely shaped crane that appeared out of nowhere.

With a flap of its wings, the crane soared into the sky, its long tail feathers trailing behind it, flying straight towards the mountain peak that disappeared into the clouds at an astonishing speed.

Liu Changle then waited at the foot of the mountain gate.

He stood quietly in front of the mountain, seemingly calm, but Chen Lingxi could tell from his slightly clenched and unclenched fists and his small pacing back and forth in front of the mountain gate that he was actually extremely nervous.

Time passed slowly, and this celestial land was eerily silent.

Liu Changle waited for a very long time, until the sun was about to set, and finally the small white dot reappeared on the horizon.

The crane swooped down through the clouds and landed steadily beside the gatekeeper, still carrying something in its beak, but no longer a name card, but a thin letter.

The doorman opened the letter, glanced at it casually, and remained expressionless.

He raised his head and finally glanced at Liu Changle, saying in a detached tone, "Fellow Daoist, please forgive me, Master Shi Xi is currently in seclusion comprehending an important Divine Ability, and has already given instructions not to receive any outside guests."

He paused, then added, "Fellow Daoist, why not leave your roots here? When you emerge from seclusion after your great cultivation, I will inform you if I have the time."

Liu Changle stood there in silence for a few moments before finally clasping his hands in a fist salute and revealing his origins.

" At Sun-Watching Peak, Liu Changle requests an audience with Shi Xi, the chief repairman."

"Sun-Watching Peak?" the gatekeeper repeated in a low voice. It was unclear whether he had heard of it before or not. His face remained as expressionless as a stone statue. He simply nodded slightly, then casually put the letter aside and ignored it.

They came full of hope, only to leave disappointed.

And so Liu Changle, like a lonely streak of light, flew back alone to the increasingly dilapidated Sun-Watching Peak.

At Sun-Watching Peak, the disciples who remained behind had been eagerly awaiting their return, but when they saw Liu Changle return alone with a gloomy expression, they understood everything.

No one asked a question, but everyone's face revealed an undisguised disappointment.

Liu Changle didn't say much. He didn't even look into the eyes of the disciples. He simply walked straight into his room and closed the door.

He isolated himself in that small space, sat cross-legged, and began to practice breathing exercises.

His spiritual energy surged like a tide, and with each breath, his mind gradually sank into a deep state of meditation, as if he wanted to forget all the troubles and helplessness in the outside world.

At that very moment.

Like a shift in light and shadow, the scene before Chen Lingxi changed once again.

The ethereal Sun-Watching Peak is gone, replaced by the familiar Daoist temple scene of Yuan River Prefecture, with its damp and ancient atmosphere.

Liu Changle, who was in the Cave Heaven, had just woken up from a deep dream.

He stretched, looking quite energetic. Seeing that the sun was shining brightly outside, he followed an old man in a worn gray Daoist robe out of the temple to the market to buy some daily necessities.

Walking through the bustling streets, he wore a lazy smile, seemingly in a good mood.

He teased cats and dogs along the way, acting like a child, and bought a candied hawthorn skewer, which he ate with great relish.

Looking at these two completely different scenes, Chen Lingxi was at a loss for words.

He slowly withdrew his Wandering Sight Divine Ability, his perspective returning to himself; the mountain wind outside the cave still howled.

"It seems that my brother Changle Le is not as carefree as he is in this Mystic Wonder Abbey, even though he lives in that so-called blessed land of immortals in the Great Xuanzhuo Realm."

Chen Lingxi shook her head and muttered to herself.