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Chapter 68
Chapter 68
### Chapter 58: The Immortal Path Pursuing Longevity and Immortality! The Millennial Ancient Temple’s Fall! Ming Emperor Bestows Daoist Texts!
Upon hearing Ning Changge’s agreement, Yao Yue couldn’t help but feel elated for a moment. The mighty leader of the Flower Palace, a fearsome woman of the Ming Dynasty, appeared like a young novice before Ning Changge.
This was all due to Ning Changge’s awe-inspiring display just moments ago.
With a mere movement, he subdued the Heaven-Man, established an incredible Heaven-Man Tomb, and then struck down the Buddha with heavenly thunder.
Like the exalted Daoist Ancestor above.
Each instance alone was enough to shock the martial world, making Ning Changge the focal point of Jianghu and significantly elevating his reputation.
Now, with all these feats gathered on one person, witnessed by them firsthand, the impact was imaginable.
Yao Yue even prepared for the possibility of rejection; gathering the courage to ask was already a significant step.
Numerous gazes turned towards Yao Yue, curious to know what the Flower Palace’s master intended to ask.
Zhu Wu and Xie Xiaofeng exchanged a look, hearts racing with anticipation, noting the expectancy in each other’s eyes.
Yao Yue took a deep breath and respectfully inquired:
“May I ask, what Path does the Little True Immortal cultivate? I aim for the martial apex and have heard of the vast might of land-dwelling immortals, but the Little True Immortal seems vastly different. Could the Little True Immortal enlighten me?”
After speaking, she sighed in relief!
Yao Yue felt enlightened inside, gazing at Ning Changge with desire—not for him, but for the power he wielded.
She intended to pursue Ning Changge, step by step.
The entire scene was silent.
Every gaze shifted to fervor and anticipation, an uproar quietly stirring their hearts.
In truth.
This was what everyone wished to know.
Ning Changge’s earlier demonstrations.
Whether the sword expelled from his mouth, the Pure Yang True Fire, the ancient tree-like Heaven-Man Tomb creation, summoning the Jade Pivot Heavenly Thunder, and so on—all appeared curious and elusive, seemingly holding an esoteric quality apart from the martial path.
Everyone wanted to understand Ning Changge’s path, hoping it might offer insights.
Ning Changge glanced at Yao Yue with a hint of admiration.
He knew most present were intrigued by his path, yet only Yao Yue dared to voice it, which alone set her apart.
This wasn’t a question he couldn’t answer.
A slight stirring within him suggested this could be an opportunity, planting a small seed.
Ning Changge inevitably aimed to walk the Immortal Path of All Life, drawing upon collective wisdom for the great Dao, thus having no need to shy from these discussions. Should anyone comprehend the Immortal Path merely from his words, he would delight in not being alone on the path.
However, he held immense belief in his mystical insights, confident none could surpass him universally.
He looked at Yao Yue.
Yet everyone felt Ning Changge seemed to gaze at each individually.
Ning Changge’s calm voice resonated, carrying an inexplicable Daoist harmony.
“The path I cultivate is not the martial path but the Path of Immortality.”
Boom!
Like an unseen hammer striking each heart, eyes widened instinctively, a mysterious sensation surged within, even without comprehending what Ning Changge termed the Path of Immortality, its soul-deep impact rendered them speechless.
Yao Yue’s eyes sparkled brightly, her white palace dress fluttered, resembling a celestial fairy. She bowed with heartfelt respect, inquiring:
“What is the Immortal Path, Little True Immortal?”
“Immortal Path pursues longevity, seeking one’s own immortality!”
Words resonated thunderously, like celestial thunder, echoing in their ears, rooting them to the spot.
Ning Changge smiled lightly, with a flash of elemental magic, his figure vanished instantly from sight, leaving the crowd realizing too late, his presence no longer on stage.
Yao Yue couldn’t help but murmur:
“Longevity and immortality, does such a path truly exist in the world?”
Her eyes dazed, yet a glimmer seemed to awaken within her heart.
Pursuing longevity, seeking immortality.
Such grandeur and determination!
In no time, she felt a sense of humility within, realizing her martial apex aspirations seemed like comparing a firefly to a bright moon against Ning Changge.
“Can true longevity and immortality be attained?”
She inquired aloud, questioning herself and all present.
Zhu Wu’s somber voice arose:
“Perhaps…this is the lifelong pursuit of the Little True Immortal. Immortal Path, a matter of myth and legend, yet none can match the Little True Immortal’s audacity, admirable indeed!”
His eyes brimmed with complexity and astonishment.
Logic insisted longevity and immortality were impossible, even the land-dwelling immortals atop the Nine Provinces had mere five hundred years, extended only by methods yielding millennia of life.
Should anyone else dare utter such words.
Zhu Wu would surely mockingly chastise them as foolish.
Longevity?
Countless outstanding monsters and emperors of old tried and ended as dust.
Nonetheless, these words from Ning Changge left all silent, somehow appearing rightful.
They understood little of the Immortal Path, only piecing conjectures from Ning Changge’s earlier feats.
“Perhaps…the Little True Immortal has already embarked on this path…”
Xie Xiaofeng’s words struggled forth.
Other martial experts remained stupefied, eyes filled with reverence towards Wudang’s Sutra Pavilion.
Regardless, Ning Changge’s ambitions and pursuits made the name of Wudang’s Little True Immortal genuinely deserved!
Wudang’s seven heroes exchanged glances and smiled.
Only they knew their junior brother was genuinely traversing this path.
Others perceived the Immortal Path as one among numerous roads for land-dwelling immortals, but they understood.
The Immortal Path was an entirely new way distinct from martial arts!
“Everyone, today’s matters concluded; you may rest a few days at our Wudang before descending the mountain.”
Song Yuanqiao laughed heartily.
A wish to fulfill his hospitality.
His day was immeasurably delightful, Wudang’s renown brilliantly established, the dragon-slaying sabre dilemma resolved, achieving a rounded completion.
Hereafter.
Wudang could be hailed as a pilgrimage site of martial arts, despite borrowing their junior brother’s luster, he eagerly anticipated revealing it to their master post-closure.