Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 422 - 190: Who Changed Fan Wubing’s Fate? (Part 2)
Guan Xin is like a block of wood, impervious to persuasion, doing everything exactly according to her own ideas, no matter what is done or said.
Sometimes it makes Luo Qingyao unable to keep up, other times it prompts Luo Qingyao to urge her constantly.
It’s quite exhausting.
Alright, Luo Qingyao has given up trying to actively get closer to Guan Xin, just letting things take their course. Being too deliberate may not be useful anyway.
But Xianchan, perhaps because of the advantage of not speaking, instead has a good relationship with Guan Xin.
Sometimes, the two of them can pass the whole afternoon just being dazed together.
Xianchan is like that, a charmer, with nothing her hand-heart gesture can’t solve; if there is, then a double hand-heart gesture will do. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂
A novel way to conquer the world.
With just a hand-heart gesture, Xianchan became the mascot of Wild Horse Academy within two days, cherished by all the students and Shuyu.
People constantly bring food to feed her.
Xianchan is also a foodie, never turning down any food, despite being used to the pastries from Fan’s Shop.
Her stomach is like a bottomless pit, taking everything in, never seen her full.
April 21st.
Fan Wubing and his group set off from Wild Horse Academy, heading towards the Sea of Eternal Life further north.
The colossal dragon of a million trillion life values is extremely fast, reaching the mouth of Changze Bay before half a day has passed.
A winding and twisting Changze City has been built around the massive Changze Bay.
Changze City thrives by the sea, very prosperous and wealthy. Everything in the city revolves around ocean ventures. Various maritime forces operate here. Countless ships, lined up neatly like stars, dock at the bay harbor.
Fan Wubing stood on a hilltop, looking ahead.
Indigo sea waters undulate with green waves, and at the edge of sight, the sea and sky form a slightly curved line.
This is the near sea area, with thousands of fishing boats at full power heading towards the distance, leaving white trails of waves behind them like ribbons.
They head to the distance, seeking infinite possibilities and vibrant vitality.
Fan Wubing, for some reason, felt a sense of apprehensive excitement of being close to home.
Clearly, this is the first time coming to the Sea of Eternal Life, it can’t be called "home" in any sense.
Perhaps, it’s because Senior Sister Fu Ming is somewhere in this ocean, perhaps fighting something, or maybe just waiting quietly.
Fan Wubing slightly sensed the aura and Dao of the Sea of Eternal Life.
A sense of ancientness, timeless and enduring.
The aura is profound and reserved, bursting with an almost endless breath of life.
And the Dao, even more, is long and mysterious.
Fan Wubing turned to look at the three people. Luo Qingyao and Xianchan stood close to him, while Guan Xin stood a little further away, as if they were strangers.
"The aura over the Sea of Eternal Life is profound, the Dao is mysterious. However, my colossal dragon should have no issues. So, there are two options, either dragon riding or boarding a fishing boat. I don’t mind, it’s up to you."
Guan Xin asked, "Between the two options, there must be one you favor more. Which one do you lean towards?"
Fan Wubing had already gotten used to her "factual" way. Not sure if she became a bookworm or just overly straightforward.
Moreover, if she asked a question, without a clear answer, she would keep asking.
Here she was, seriously watching Fan Wubing, as if awaiting some world-class riddle’s answer.
Fan Wubing had no choice but to say, "I prefer dragon riding. The reasons are speed, flexibility, and freedom."
Guan Xin nodded in satisfaction, "I choose dragon riding too."
Actually, Luo Qingyao wanted to choose the fishing boat... The fishing boat meant she could be alone with her senior brother. On the colossal dragon, everyone’s eyes would be on each other constantly, and clandestine matters couldn’t be accomplished.
However, she could probably guess her senior brother’s thoughts now.
"I choose dragon riding too. Man’Er set out more than a month in advance on the fastest fishing immortal boat. Now, all the fishing immortal boats have sailed, and taking other boats definitely won’t catch up. Besides, it allows an earlier meeting with the senior sister, right?"
So far, what kind of person the senior sister is, for Luo Qingyao, remains a fantasy.
Due to the senior brother’s constant longing, in her imagination, the senior sister’s image is almost like an immortal descending to the mortal world.
Both anticipation and fear.
What if the senior sister doesn’t like me?
"Alright, dragon riding it is."
A massive shadow raced over Changze City, causing people to marvel, but when they looked toward the sky, they saw no true form.
...
"Fu Manman. Hmm..." Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable pondered for a moment, "Why not Fan Wubing?"
In an inconspicuous hill on Changsheng Continent, there is a Grotto Heaven indiscernible to outsiders.
The Daoist School orthodoxy on Changsheng Continent—Wangxian Pavilion resides in this Grotto Heaven.
This is the reason why everyone knows Long-life Island has the Wangxian Pavilion, but no one knows exactly where it is.
The Sect Leader, Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable, sat in the main seat of the Grotto Heaven on the Dao Platform, his expression cool and his hair and beard silver-white, with few signs of age, but his eyes clearly showed the accumulation of years.
He glanced sideways at the young Daoist below.
Even in front of this Celestial Venerable, Zhu Zixuan had no serious demeanor, and said in an ordinary tone:
"Fan Wubing refused, so He Youyi recommended Fu Manman to me. This young woman is also very extraordinary, with remarkable talent, a clear heart, a flawless path, and steadfast determination."
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable wasn’t concerned about this and asked, "Why did Fan Wubing refuse?"
Zhu Zixuan grinned, "If it were me, I’d refuse too."
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable raised his hand, as if pinching something, felt it for a moment, then squinted his eyes and said:
"Four years cultivating the Dao, knocking on the Emperor’s Gate, and then renaming the Eternal Night Snow Mountain. Who is this divine being?"
Zhu Zixuan said lightly, "I don’t know. With the Sect Leader’s abilities to perceive everything from that side, why ask me?"
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable frowned slightly, "Zi Xuan, you’re too impatient."
"I’m quite content."
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable said no more, and after feeling it again, he furrowed his brow, "Has someone altered his fate?"
These words also made Zhu Zixuan’s expression serious, as he listened attentively.
The silver strands of the Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable’s hair exuded a heavy sense of Dao intention.
After a while, he confirmed:
"Indeed, someone has altered his fate. It’s unclear."
"In this world, are there even five people capable of controlling fate?"
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable said, "The Divine Phoenix Celestial Venerable of the Divine Phoenix Hall, the Slaughter Demon Lord of the Slaughter Hall, the Wenxin Celestial Ancestor, the Celestial Venerable Qing of the White Jade Capital, the Dragon Emperor of the Demon Continent. Just five."
Zhu Zixuan laughed, "None of them seem related to Fan Wubing, right? Could it be that there’s now one more person who can control fate?"
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable shook his head, "Impossible."
"Then it’s hard to say." Zhu Zixuan asked, "Could it be Fan Wubing himself?"
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable was somewhat curious about this idea, "He cultivates extremely quickly, has many means, and his path is different from others. More importantly, he awakened two Innate Heavenly Treasures and resolved the Sword Intent that had lingered for over twenty thousand years in the Eternal Night Snow Mountain. This is beyond what we call a genius."
"A powerful entity reincarnated?" Zhu Zixuan mused, "Has any powerful entity died in recent years? The Celestial Venerable Wuxiang!" He clapped his hands and chuckled, "Both names have ’Wu’; it’s gotta be!"
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable glanced at him askance, "The ’Wu’ in Celestial Venerable Wuxiang is the ’Wu’ of ’Rootless Qi’."
"That’s easy then, we just have to see if Fan Wubing can control Rootless Qi. Not everyone who can do that can control fate."
"Are you going to test it?"
Zhu Zixuan shook his head, "I’m not interested, you can go yourself."
The Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable gently said, "Zi Xuan, maybe I should let you continue to be the Human World Executor Dao for another thousand years."
Zhu Zixuan immediately shrank back, "I’ll go, I’ll go, isn’t that enough!"
At this moment, a voluptuous female Daoist entered, her robes almost unable to contain her figure.
She had a strand of hair at her forehead dyed gold, and she waved a duster with a bright smile, saying:
"Sect Leader, there’s bad news."
"What is it?"
"Slaughter Demon Lord Jiang Sha is in the Sea of Eternal Life," replied the female Daoist Xue Ya.
Zhu Zixuan laughed, "Well, looks like there’s another suspect."
"Suspect for what?" Xue Ya asked.
Zhu Zixuan briefly explained.
Xue Ya’s eyes immediately sparkled, "Fan Wubing sounds quite interesting, let me go test him and see if he can control Rootless Qi."
Zhu Zixuan chuckled, "The old cow wants to eat young grass."
Xue Ya smiled gracefully and charmingly, "How do I resemble an old cow?"
Zhu Zixuan waved his hand and said:
"I advise you to give up. You can’t compare to a single one of the young ladies around Fan Wubing."
Xue Ya laughed, "I don’t want a title. There’s no man who thinks too much of that kind of thing."
Above, the Primordial Transformation Celestial Venerable said with closed eyes, "We must find out if Fan Wubing’s fate was altered by Jiang Sha."
Xue Ya squinted her eyes, "Fan Wubing’s speed in cultivation does have a touch of demon cultivation. Let me test his abilities."
With that, she turned and left.
Her Daoist robe fluttered, barely containing the ripe fruit on its delicate branches.
