Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

Immediately after,

before the crowd could react, the blood fog exploded one after another on the square. It was particularly bright and dazzling, with a thick scent of fresh blood covering the entire square!

"No!"

After one of the middle-aged men turned into a blood fog, the young man standing at the original spot suddenly fell apart with rage and screamed: "Father!!"

He then furiously lifted his head to look at Chen Qiu with eyes full of rage.

"You indiscriminate evil demon!"

"How are you any different from a beast?!"

Chen Qiu, with one hand behind his back, looked down at the blood fog covering the ground and then lifted his gaze to the Chen Family's elder with a flicker of anger in his eyes and said with a light chuckle: "Actually, I'm quite angry. I'm a man who values face, and if my disciple were to be captured and imprisoned by ants like you, it would be quite embarrassing if the news got out."

"My face, you dare to step on it?"

"How dare you?"

The next moment—

his mood for games completely disappeared.

The fourteenth-grade Void Refining Domain Unlimited Spiritual Energy and the fourteenth-grade Void Refining Domain Three Thousand Thunders Move burst out suddenly, and the storm ceased in the blink of an eye, as dense black clouds instantly enveloped the entire mountain top.

"Boom!!!"

The thunderous noise that shook heaven and earth erupted suddenly. As dusk fell and the skies darkened, even people hundreds of miles away could clearly see numerous bolts of thunder, carrying terrifying cultivation, shrouding the mountain top in front of them.

For a moment.

Countless people within hundreds of miles were shocked and fled to the distance. This scene reminded them of a familiar name.

...

After a hundred breaths,

the world fell silent.

"..."

Chen Qiu also stood peacefully in mid-air, his cultivation unable to fully display its power in the First Grade Continent, only exerting less than seventy percent of his strength. By this time, the entire Chen Family had long since turned to dust.

The whole mountain top, including the nearby plains, had turned into nothing but ash, leaving only a huge crater in its place.

Truly.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly; when did those at the early stages of Divinity Transformation become so brazen? When he was at the early stages of Divinity Transformation, he was quite low-profile, after all.

Couldn't these people learn from him, to be less ostentatious and more low-key when your cultivation is low?

Then he turned his head to look at the Seventh Prince, sighing: "Try not to call yourself my disciple too much when you're out and about. If you win, it's fine, but what if you lose? Isn't that a disgrace to me?"

"I have never lost once in all my journey."

"I have never lost."

The Seventh Prince took a deep breath, his gaze moving from the giant crater on the ground, and looked at Chen Qiu with a firm expression: "Master, you once said that Jian Yi, the Sword Cultivator from Da Xia, became the strongest Sword Cultivator for not using any Protective Spirit Qi, confident that his sword could cut through anything!"

"I heard that."

"And I never use any Protective Spirit Qi either."

"I never lose, and it's impossible for me to lose. For me, there are only two choices: victory or death, none other!"

"..."

Chen Qiu spoke in a somewhat wistful tone: "What about this time?"

"This time is an exception," the Seventh Prince said with somewhat less confidence: "Their Divinity Transformation Cultivation elder personally took action to capture me alive."

"Forget it."

Chen Qiu shook his head without saying much: "So, will you come with me to the Vast Continent or do you want to stay here?"

"I want to stay here."

The Seventh Prince said with a resolute expression, word by word: "Master, I know that it would be very safe to be by your side, but that's not the path I want to walk. I want to become a great aid by your side, not to follow around like a lapdog."

"I want to climb up one step at a time!"

"Until I catch up to you, Master!"

"You can't catch up to me, not with a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, let alone a hundred thousand years."

"Master, it only took me one year to leave Da Xia Country; I believe in miracles, just as I believe in you."

"Hmm... That is true,"

Chen Qiu nodded thoughtfully; indeed, he had schemed for a thousand years before escaping from Da Xia Country's prison. He hadn't expected the Seventh Prince to make it out as well, and he couldn't help but be curious, "Tell me how you got out."

"Wasn't that Jian Yi, the Sword Cultivator, stronger than you? He couldn't defeat the Sword Cultivation Puppet with his skill at the sword. How did you manage it?"

The Sword Cultivation Puppet was inherently designed to counter Sword Cultivators.

Only after he switched to becoming a Magic Practitioner was he able to leave Da Xia Country.

"Because of a miracle,"

The Seventh Prince spoke with pride and self-satisfaction, "With my Golden Core Peak cultivation, I challenged it nine times and lost eight. Just as I was about to fail for the ninth time, a Heavenly Dao anomaly suddenly appeared. That Sword Cultivation Puppet unexpectedly froze in place, defenseless, and I seized that empty moment, putting all my strength into a single blow, defeating it, and thus escaping from Da Xia Country."

"...That has nothing to do with you. If it hadn't been for that Heavenly Dao anomaly, you'd still be sitting in Da Xia Country. What exactly are you so proud of?"

"Master, have you forgotten what you once told me? Back when you were still the State Preceptor, you said that ninety-nine percent of a person's efforts in life are meaningless. It's only that less than one percent, when blessed with luck, that miracles occur."

"But—"

"It's precisely that less than one percent of effort that allows one to create miracles when luck shines upon them."

"In one year, I cultivated to the Golden Core Peak; who dares say I did not put in the effort?"

"To repeatedly challenge the Sword Cultivation Puppet nine times, who dares say my heart isn't determined?"

"It's under all these conditions that the opportunity for this heavenly anomaly came. This allowed my less than one percent of effort to be put to use. Otherwise, why am I the only one who came out? Why are the others still in Da Xia Country? Can I not be proud of this, Master?"

"Within the entirety of Da Xia Country, only two people have emerged. The first is you, Master, and the second is me. When you left, Master, you said that if I could get out of Da Xia Country, you would officially accept me as your disciple. Now, I have done it!"

"..."

Chen Qiu sighed helplessly and waved his hand, "Fine, you can be proud for now."

Then he began to rummage through the Heavenly Dao Ring, and after a few moments, he finally found a tucked away item in the ring, and after pulling it out, he spoke softly.

"Since you wish to stay here, I won't stop you. But whether or not you can contact me next time is uncertain, and I can't be paying attention to you all the time."

"You'll have to forge your own path."

"At most I can leave a message for you."

The next moment—

An Imperial Decree of the Heavenly Dao resounded across the skies of the Xuantian Continent!

-

Heavenly Dao Decree: My name is Chen Qiu. It's quite normal for the younger generation to rub each other the wrong way. Even if someone dies, no one can really say anything, but try not to run home and tattle to your parents after you lose. If you insist on involving your parents, I wouldn't mind attending a parent-teacher meeting or something like that.

If my disciple dies in any state, that state will pay with a collective burial.

——Chen Qiu.

-

This was an opportunity to issue a single Heavenly Dao Decree he had won from a lucky draw a long time ago, stored in the form of a token, which he had never had the opportunity to use, not even before departing the Xuantian Continent.

It just so happened to be used this time.

It could not be used on other continents.

Hadn't been back to the Xuantian Continent for quite a while, and oddly, he missed it a bit.

"There, that should suffice."

Chen Qiu looked toward the Seventh Prince, whose eyes brimmed with shock, "But try not to die; after all, I still have some old acquaintances on the Xuantian Continent. If the time comes, I can't really obliterate whatever state you die in; it would be quite embarrassing to not follow through with my word."

"If you must die, die in the Upper Nine Provinces. I have no friends in that area, so you can die wherever you want."

"Do you still have that incense? If so, light some for me."

"This..."

The Seventh Prince, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief, listened to the Heavenly Dao Decree echoing in his ears. The Heavenly Dao Decree had always been a sacred thing to him, triggered only for exceptional Heavenly Prides who were the first in a domain or achieved tremendous accomplishments.

But why in the hands of his Master...

Had the Heavenly Dao Decree been reduced to a mere messenger?

The feeling was as though the woman he cherished and deemed sacred and inviolable... was merely... an object in the hands of another.

The stark contrast was overflowing.

This contrast left him feeling slightly hopeless. The distance between him and his Master seemed far greater than just tens of thousands of miles.