I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1553 - 367: One-by-One Slaying, Secret Realm Opens, Ten Thousand Miles of Ice
Uncle is also a mortal, but he is happy every day.
Xin’er’s mother is a cultivator, but Xin’er also cannot cultivate. This made Wei An feel that not being able to cultivate isn’t just his alone; there are others too.
It’s not a special situation.
"Uncle, Xin’er invited me to go shopping after dinner. I want to buy a gift for Xin’er and also for Er Ya, but I..." Wei An said softly. He knew his family was not wealthy and that his uncle had always made a meager living by fortune-telling in the outer city.
He always wanted to ask if he could cultivate, just to become a cultivator, earn lots and lots of spirit stones, and provide the best life for his uncle.
Unfortunately... he couldn’t cultivate.
Lin Fan took out three low-grade spirit stones and placed them in front of Wei An. "When you go out shopping with a girl, you should buy her some gifts. Don’t hesitate to spend."
"Uncle, when others my age are already earning money, I still have to extend my hand to you. I feel really embarrassed, and you work so hard every day, I..."
"Alright, don’t think about these things. What’s mine is yours. As long as you’re happy, uncle is happy. Don’t overthink things, understand?" Lin Fan said while patting Wei An’s head. Human beings are not plants; who can be without feelings? The daily interactions made the bond between him and Wei An gradually deepen, making him like a guardian who needed to care for this child for a lifetime.
In the past, it was for the deal with Old Wei the Immortal.
But now, it was out of willingness.
He only wished for this child to live a peaceful life, and for him not to carry regrets as he sought a way to bring everyone back from distant lands.
After dinner ended.
Wei An and Xin’er went shopping.
"Qi Daoyou, how is the late-stage progress?" When Lin Fan arrived at the courtyard, he saw Qi Daoyou tending to the vegetable garden and kindly inquired.
After all, Qi Daoyou had been in the mid Qi Refinement stage for a long time. Last year, Qi Daoyou mentioned being hopeful for the late stage and had almost reached the edge, but until now, there had been no progress, and he wanted to know if there was a problem.
"Lin Daoyou, that was just an illusion." Qi Yan sighed, believing he had indeed reached it, but it was an illusion born from desire leading to fantasies.
"It’s okay, just take it slow." Lin Fan said.
Qi Yan didn’t continue the topic, instead switching to the children. "Lin Daoyou, when do you plan to have the two kids marry? Although life hasn’t been affluent over the years, we still have some savings."
"Qi Daoyou, the kids are still young, no need to rush, truly no rush." Lin Fan said with a smile.
"Lin Daoyou, do you disdain our Xin’er?"
"Oh, the way you put it, if Wei An can truly marry Xin’er as a wife, it would be a blessing accumulated over three lifetimes. It’s just that they’re really too young now, one is thirteen, the other only ten, how can they marry?"
"That’s true."
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Outer city, tea pavilion area.
After getting tired roaming, the two kids took a rest here, enjoying listening to the loose cultivators talk about outside gossip.
"The Secret Realm has opened; who knew our Central State would have an additional Secret Realm from the former six?"
"Could it be you’re talking about the mysterious ice-sealed Secret Realm?"
"Exactly, that’s the one—endless icy expanse where mana can’t melt it, desolate beyond measure, without even a single spirit grass. Yet, that Secret Realm has each major immortal sect in Central State exploring it."
"Alas, pitiful me at just the early Qi Refinement stage, daring not to enter the Secret Realm. However, I’m confused and ask for your insight, Daoyou. Since there’s nothing, why do the immortal sects go there?"
"It is said that within the Secret Realm, an immortal sword is stuck in the ground, its hilt bizarrely shaped, adorned with skulls and ram horns. Even the slight exposed blade bears mysterious immortal patterns. I reckon this sword is no ordinary thing and very likely to be a sword used by an Immortal."
"Ah, hearing you say that, I truly feel regretful, truly desiring to see it firsthand."
"No rush, fellow Daoyous. I have images recorded on jade stone. If any of you are willing to pay ten low-grade spirit stones, I can let you see it."
The loose cultivators exchanged glances, and eventually, some cultivator gritted teeth and slammed the table.
"I’ll give two."
"I’ll give one."
"I’ll give two as well."
Ten low-grade spirit stones may not be much, and they soon collected them.
The loose cultivator, satisfied, stored away the spirit stones, channeled a strand of mana into the jade, and at once, an image projected, instantly capturing everyone’s attention.
"Hiss... Truly an expanse of ice, looks freezing."
"Look at those buildings under the ice—how peculiar and eerie they seem."
"Do you see those four-wheeled carriages? Could they be immense treasures? It’s just a shame, why are they all frozen, can’t they be broken?"
The loose cultivators muttered among each other.
Wei An and Xin’er were fixated, never having experienced such scenes living in the outer city.
Finally, the image shifted.
Settling on the Immortal Sword.
"Hoo..."
The loose cultivators exclaimed, drawn to this sword at a glance. The hilt and partial blade exposed radiated cold light; you could feel the chill through the image.
"Immortal... Immortal Sword..."
All surrounding cultivators exclaimed, their eyes gleaming with greed.
It was truly unknown whose hands this Immortal Sword would eventually fall into.
