Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 589 - 456 Zhangg Tianjiao chimu, tuō qī xiàn zǐ!
Bestowing a treasure.
The East River Palace Master did not linger further. His figure faded away and left Fahua Palace.
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After the teacher departed, the atmosphere in the hall instantly relaxed.
Xuee Gu looked at Chen Jichuan and asked, "Junior Brother, you intend to establish a Daoist School in the Barbaric Lands. How are your preparations coming along? How many True Inheritors have you invited?"
Having experience in such matters, she couldn’t help but inquire further.
"Given my reputation among demons, it’s best not to implicate others."
Chen Jichuan shook his head.
True Inheritors?
He hadn’t invited anyone, nor had he even considered it.
In truth, he didn’t need the East River Palace Master’s reminder to understand that this endeavor was far from simple. Bringing other True Inheritors along wouldn’t necessarily be of help. On the contrary, a grand display might leave traces and attract the attention of demons. When that happens, he might find himself constrained and might even have to look after them instead.
No need.
"Not a single one?"
Xuee Gu furrowed her brow slightly and said, "There are many True Inheritors in the sect with great strength. Among them, some even possess the combat power of the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Peaks. With Junior Brother’s reputation, you have the chance to invite them. Why not give it a try?"
Zhou Yan was widely regarded as a True Immortal Seed.
If he personally went to invite several top-tier True Inheritors from the sect, he might gain some face. With their assistance, the establishment of a Daoist School would be more assured.
"No need."
"I’m confident."
Chen Jichuan shook his head again. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
At this moment, Bo Yin spoke up, "I’ll go with Junior Sister Xuee to assist you."
Bo Yin was also a True Inheritor, his strength surpassing that of Xuee Gu. Comparable to Meng Qing, he possessed the ability to conquer the Fourteenth Peak. Though fate wasn’t on his side, and he failed twice in his attempts to establish a Daoist School, even causing the death of a True Inheritor in the Barbaric Lands, he hadn’t tried a third time since then.
Now that Liu Hechuan had stepped down, Bo Yin had the qualifications to claim the Chief’s position with his strength. However, because of his failure to establish a Daoist School, he didn’t have the standing.
Nonetheless, his strength was indisputable, making him a top-tier True Inheritor.
"Indeed!"
"Senior Brother Bo and I will assist you."
Xuee Gu echoed in agreement.
"Very well."
This time, Chen Jichuan didn’t refuse.
It didn’t matter if he didn’t invite other True Inheritors; they were under no obligation to aid him, and no one would criticize him for it.
But with Bo Yin and Xuee Gu being from the same lineage as him, they were like direct siblings under the same teacher.
If the two of them didn’t accompany him, there would likely be gossip, casting a bad light on their unity. It was similar to what had happened with Shi Ze. Even though his strength was lacking, Xuee Gu still took him along.
It was for both his reputation and their shared camaraderie.
The logic was the same.
For this reason, Chen Jichuan didn’t turn down the two of them.
However.
"Senior Brother Shi doesn’t need to come."
Chen Jichuan preemptively cut off Shi Ze, who was about to speak, with a serious expression.
"..."
Shi Ze was immediately at a loss for words.
Looking at Chen Jichuan’s serious demeanor, he realized this Junior Brother was exacting a bit of revenge for the teasing from him and Meng Qing in the past.
What goes around comes around.
Back then, Chen Jichuan had been shunned for being listed on the "Immortal Slaying List;" now, it was Shi Ze’s turn. This mission was perilous, and while both Bo Yin and Xuee Gu were at the Fourth Realm Peak and capable of protecting themselves, Shi Ze wasn’t.
With his current strength, no one felt it necessary for him to go, and he understood as much. Reluctantly, he mumbled a few words but couldn’t muster any arguments.
...
The group of fellow disciples chatted for a while in Fahua Palace, mostly discussing Chen Jichuan’s plans to establish the Daoist School. They also engaged in some casual conversation with Junior Sister Jiang Qingxing.
When everyone had dispersed,
"Junior Brother Zhou."
Shen Mo called out, stopping Chen Jichuan.
"Senior Brother."
Chen Jichuan turned to Shen Mo, unsure why this Senior Brother had specifically stopped him.
"Come."
"Visit my meditation abode."
Shen Mo didn’t immediately explain his intentions.
"Alright."
Chen Jichuan nodded in agreement and followed Shen Mo to his meditation abode.
As soon as they entered, a graceful Daoist woman emerged. Dressed in white Daoist robes adorned with colorful cloud-patterned garments, she carried an air of celestial elegance. Her slightly swollen belly revealed her pregnancy. Despite her striking beauty, the maternal glow made her even more dignified and serene.
"Greetings, Senior Sister Chenyu."
Upon seeing her, Chen Jichuan addressed her as Senior Sister.
To call her Senior Sister was more out of courtesy—this Daoist wasn’t a disciple of East River Palace, nor even of the One Origin Dao Sect.
She hailed instead from the "Canyun Daoist School" outside the Eastern Continent.
Years ago, Senior Brother Shen Mo had met the Daoist Chenyu during his travels and ended up marrying her. She often visited East River Palace and stayed for some time during each visit, so Chen Jichuan had met her before.
However, the last meeting had been many years ago. Seeing her now, he hadn’t expected to find her carrying a child.
Chen Jichuan congratulated both Shen Mo and Chenyu Daoist, saying, "Congratulations, Senior Brother! Congratulations, Senior Sister Chenyu!"
"Junior Brother, you’re too polite."
Shen Mo held Chenyu Daoist’s hand as they led Chen Jichuan inside to take a seat. He then said, "I asked you here today, Junior Brother, for an immodest favor."
"Senior Brother, you’re too kind. Whatever it is, I’ll do my utmost to assist."
Chen Jichuan expressed his willingness earnestly.
Shen Mo, his gaze filled with tenderness and love as he glanced at Chenyu Daoist’s belly, said to Chen Jichuan, "I know I’ll never achieve True Immortal status. My time in this world is drawing to an end, yet I still have lingering attachments. Thus, Chenyu and I decided to have a child. Even after I leave this mortal world, our bloodline can continue."
Chen Jichuan listened quietly, understanding Shen Mo’s emotions.
In the Immortal Cultivation World, many cultivators shared the same sentiment.
During their youth, they pursued a carefree life. Even if they had a Daoist companion, most resisted having children. But as death loomed, they became more attached to the world, driven by an increasing sense of loneliness. Many then sought to have heirs to leave behind a connection.
Shen Mo, once the Daoist Chief and an undisputed Peak Immortal within the Fourth Order, had ultimately succumbed to such sentiments at the end of his life.
"A child is on the way, and I will soon become a father. Yet I’m riddled with worries. My time is short, and the child is yet unborn. In the years to come, he will have to face this vast world alone."
"I cannot stop worrying."
Shen Mo looked at Chen Jichuan with a pleading expression. "So, I want to ask my Junior Brother to accept my unborn child as your disciple. In the future, even if you don’t push him towards greatness, as long as he’s safe from harm and free from bullying, that’s enough."
Ah, the heart of a parent knows no bounds.
Even though his child hadn’t entered the world yet, Shen Mo was already planning for his safety.
Chen Jichuan was renowned as a cultivator with the potential to achieve True Immortal status. Shen Mo saw great hope in his Junior Brother’s future. Entrusting his child to Chen Jichuan would ensure the child’s safety under the tutelage of a future True Immortal.
That alone would suffice.
At the very least.
Even if Chen Jichuan didn’t prove his Dao as a True Immortal, at just over 2,000 years old, he still had more than 40,000 years of life ahead of him, plenty of time to protect this future disciple.
The consideration was well thought out.
As for the East River Palace Master.
The connection was distant, involving the disciple of a disciple. It couldn’t compare to the bond of master and disciple, and thus, favors would be limited.
Shen Mo could only turn to Chen Jichuan.
"Take an apprentice?"
"This..."
Chen Jichuan hesitated, replying, "It’s naturally my duty to look after my nephew on your behalf, Senior Brother—not just me; our fellow Senior and Junior Brothers wouldn’t allow any harm to come to him either. But formally taking him as an apprentice might not be ideal. Senior Brother knows that I will soon head to the Barbaric Lands and may not return for several centuries or even a millennium. It may delay my nephew’s growth."
These words weren’t merely excuses.
He did have plans to head into the Barbaric Lands, which he had just reported to the East River Palace Master. Being gone for so long, amidst dangers, how could he mentor a disciple?
On another note.
He didn’t want to take in an apprentice so early, nor create unnecessary karma so soon.
He hadn’t proven his own Dao yet; how could he guide another?
But Shen Mo was insistent.
"An uncle cannot replace a father."
"I still have a thousand years left, which I’ll use to teach him the basics. Junior Brother can focus on establishing your Daoist School in the Barbaric Lands without worry. In the future, just treat him as your own disciple and extend him the occasional care."
Shen Mo stood up and bowed deeply to Chen Jichuan. "Forgive my audacity in making this request, but I humbly ask Junior Brother to accept my child."
"Senior Brother, why must you do this!"
Chen Jichuan quickly got up to avoid the bow.
However, seeing Shen Mo’s earnest demeanor, a wave of sorrow overcame him. To see a Peak Immortal with immeasurable talent reduced to this in his twilight years—bowing and pleading with his Junior Brother for the future of his bloodline—was truly heartbreaking.
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