leonardwarren #492 - The Wasteland
#492 - The Wasteland
‘Remember, you must restrain your impulses and minimize your impact on this miniature world.’
‘Develop secretly, don't cause too much trouble. When your influence exceeds that predetermined value, I will take you to the next node.’
‘Hiding in time is only a temporary measure.’
‘Oh, right, hold on for now. After I take you to the next node, you can ascend to become an immortal. I'll pick a good day to take you to the Immortal Realm.’
Senior White Bone's voice flowed slowly beside Wang Jixuan's ear.
He was being somewhat verbose.
Daoist Wang felt a trace of power. His primordial spirit and Dao body were connected once more, and the medicinal power of the several spiritual pills stored within his Dao body was slowly taking effect.
He opened his eyes with difficulty.
As expected, he was in a swamp. It smelled foul everywhere. There seemed to be several crocodiles in the distance, and he could see the mist drifting near and far.
Sense the spiritual energy…
The spiritual energy in the air was relatively abundant, making it a suitable place for cultivation.
So, he had returned to hundreds of thousands of years ago?
Wang Jixuan was somewhat incredulous.
A feeling of fatigue washed over him. He closed his eyes, and clear images appeared before him.
Fairy Linglong's lectures and difficulties, Gu Zheng's all-out effort, his own alien soul's desperate counterattack, and the laurel leaf given by Senior White Bone instantly killing a heavily injured Celestial Immortal;
Then there was that shameless Tianluo high-level official from the Immortal Realm, that so-called Deputy Alliance Leader Zheng Ziyi, a Great Powerhouse at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, who actually cut open the universe and descended from the Immortal Realm to directly obliterate him.
After that, Senior White Bone appeared, the Tianluo Alliance Leader appeared, and a golden lion appeared. The three engaged in a fierce battle, shattering the miniature world, and Senior White Bone sent him to the past…
The hiding place doesn't necessarily have to be found in the breadth of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths; it can also be found in the depth of the River of Time.
‘So, this poor Daoist is safe now?’
‘The less impact on this miniature world, the better…’
‘Can't sleep.’
Wang Jixuan suddenly opened his eyes.
Remembering something, he squeezed a trace of spiritual consciousness from his dried-up sea of consciousness, despite his head feeling like it was about to split open, and slowly spread it around.
He saw the three figures that Senior White Bone had sent over with him.
Amina was lying in a pool of blood, surrounded by it.
Fairy Linglong's corpse was like burnt-out building blocks, leaving only a faint outline, with several storage treasures shaking up and down.
In addition, there was also Old Shao's exploded corpse, which had now inexplicably reassembled into an outline, with several storage treasures floating as well.
These storage treasures were all wrapped in constantly intertwined colorful lights.
Clearly, Senior White Bone was getting him some benefits.
Daoist Wang's thoughts were somewhat chaotic.
He was not a sentimental person. Now that he could survive, he would have a path to walk in the future. He would eventually be able to step by step in front of those powerful enemies, repaying grudges and revenge.
‘Save Amina first.’
Using his headache to try to stay awake, he began to constantly circulate the Qingping Art.
Also thanks to Fairy Linglong's teachings, Wang Jixuan was now on the same starting line as the disciples of the Wangxian Valley in the Immortal Realm. The technique was complete and its effectiveness was extraordinary.
Before long, strands of spiritual energy gathered.
Wang Jixuan's Dao body gradually regained strength, and strands of mana began to accelerate the activation of the accumulated medicinal properties. His collapsed shoulders also began to gradually swell, and flesh and blood were reborn.
Without waiting to recover much strength, as soon as he could move, he struggled to get up, wading through the swamp's mud and dirty water, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and hurried to Amina's side.
She was unconscious.
Her aura was still there, but her core circuit was severely damaged.
But these were all minor matters, as long as the person was not dead.
Wang Jixuan subconsciously wanted to open the storage treasure to take out the elixir, but suddenly found that a strand of colorful light was covering the storage treasure.
He couldn't help but be stunned.
What did this mean?
Wang Jixuan patiently observed carefully and found that these intertwined lights were the remaining Dao rhythm of the Great Dao of Time. This Dao rhythm was gradually disappearing, but now he could not open all his storage treasures.
‘It should be a problem caused by crossing time.’
It didn't matter if he couldn't get the elixir.
Wang Jixuan thought for a while, then directly knelt and sat behind Amina, enduring the severe pain in his shoulders, and holding her thin shoulders and waist with both hands, he took a great deal of effort to hug her up.
A sword mark slanted downwards from her left shoulder and disappeared only when it reached her abdomen.
“Amina…”
Wang Jixuan called out in a hoarse voice.
Amina's response was only a slight trembling of her lips, and then she continued to be unconscious.
The Daoist hugged her tightly, took a deep breath, and a faint halo bloomed on his forehead, using his newly recovered primordial spirit power to nourish Amina's wounds bit by bit.
This was indeed effective.
The terrifying wound on Amina's chest began to heal rapidly.
Wang Jixuan tried hard for a moment, and his primordial spirit power was exhausted, almost causing him to faint directly.
He immediately adjusted his thinking, closed his eyes and concentrated, letting his primordial spirit power recover a little, and then tried to awaken Amina's core circuit.
From beginning to end, he hugged Amina tightly. Her body, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, and her constantly trembling lips, inexplicably added a bit of stuffiness to Wang Jixuan.
Wang Jixuan seemed to see it;
He saw Senior White Bone sitting in the Moon God Palace among the piles of white bones, with grief greater than the death of his heart.
At this moment, the importance of one's own strength appeared concretely in front of Wang Jixuan.
He raised his hand and gently stroked Amina's forehead.
A honeycomb-shaped psionic circuit wall unfolded behind Amina, within which more than a dozen self-healing related psionic circuits were lit up at the same time.
She hummed softly, frowning and pursing her lips, seeming to be in great pain.
Wang Jixuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Being able to respond to pain meant that she had passed the most dangerous hurdle.
‘Fortunately, it was a sword strike from Linglong, who had greatly depleted her energy.’
Daoist Wang looked around, and when his strength recovered a little more, he carried Amina to a rock not far away, letting her lean against the rock to rest.
Afterwards, he looked at those few magic treasures and went over to collect the storage magic treasures.
He tried to destroy the corpses and eliminate the traces.
But after trying for a moment, Wang Jixuan decisively chose to give up and began to dig a pit, burying the 'outline' left by Fairy Linglong's remains.
As for the remains left by Old Shao's clone, Wang Jixuan chose to 'bury them generously'.
— Essentially, they were all buried.
After doing all this, the mana in Wang Jixuan's body flowed like a stream, but his headache became more and more intense.
He walked back to Amina's side and sat down with a thud.
‘Will Old Shao be in a difficult situation because of this matter?’
‘In this timeline, there shouldn't be Old Shao yet.’
‘Hate is hate, and kindness is kindness, but how long will it take me to reach Old Shao's realm before I can repay these kindnesses.’
Daoist Wang felt somewhat sentimental.
He tried to meditate, but the throbbing pain in his forehead caused him to fall from the cliff of consciousness.
Before falling unconscious, he made a relatively bold and correct decision—he transformed his own mana into spiritual energy and pushed it to Amina beside him.
Amina's injuries were rapidly recovering.
This was a wilderness, and some rogue cultivators might pass by, so it was quite dangerous.
As for whether Amina could wake up in time, Wang Jixuan couldn't care so much.
In the swamp surrounded by mist, beside the black stone covered with moss, two figures leaned their heads together, but fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long it has been.
“Wang Zheng… Wang Zheng…”
Wang Jixuan heard a voice calling beside his ear.
Amina woke up?
So, Daoist Wang fainted more at ease and more deeply.
Vaguely, Wang Jixuan felt himself being picked up, and several of the storage magic treasures he was holding in his hand slipped, but they were quickly picked up and stuffed back into his arms.
Where was she going?
Wang Jixuan wanted to remind her not to wander around, but his primordial spirit had to rest now, unable to make any noise or transmit sound.
They probably walked for an hour;
Wang Jixuan occasionally heard a few soft moans, which should be Amina's wound being pulled.
They should have reached the edge of a forest. Wang Jixuan heard birdsong and felt a richer and clearer vitality.
He was dragged to the canopy of a large tree. Amina seemed to have used a psionic circuit and made a bird's nest-shaped vine bed with branches so that he could lie flat on it.
Afterwards, Amina also showed that she had exhausted her strength and directly fell on his stomach, panting softly.
“I didn’t even die like this.”
Amina whispered, using the language of the spiritual practitioners.
She tilted her head, seeming to want to lie more comfortably.
Wang Jixuan continued to sleep in a daze.
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Suddenly, he felt a little coolness on his forehead, it should be… uh, Amina secretly kissed him?
Good fellow, this life-and-death battle had just ended, and the aftermath of the great powerhouses' fight had not yet subsided, but she actually took the opportunity to take advantage of him!
That little coolness gradually melted away.
Wang Jixuan's headache had subsided by more than half.
Misunderstood;
She was helping him heal.
Wang Jixuan was just about to laugh at himself inwardly when his lips tasted a little soft and sweet.
It was as if two soft little tangerine segments blocked his chapped lips, lasting for about a few seconds, and then quickly leaving.
“Professor Shen said it was true. When you kiss, your body suddenly produces a lot of hormones. This is a comprehensive awakening of desire.”
Amina whispered.
Wang Jixuan: …
No, big sister, where have you been living for your seventeen thousand years?
“Why can't the subspace be opened?”
She muttered softly.
Then there was a rustling sound.
Wang Jixuan sensed that she seemed to have taken off her long dress, and like an elegant Persian cat, was lying on his chest, using the long dress to cover their figures.
Then, wisps of cool spiritual energy emanated from her body, surrounding Wang Jixuan, providing nourishment for his nascent soul.
The headache was rapidly diminishing;
Wang Jixuan's nascent soul was rapidly recovering its state.
This time, he dropped his guard, and without the pain, he soon fell into a comfortable sleep.
… …
Two days later.
Wang Jixuan stood on a treetop, gazing at the misty forest, searching for the path he would take next.
Not far away, moonlight flickered.
Amina flew close to the ground in the forest, and as she approached the big tree, she flipped gracefully, landing beside Wang Jixuan with ease, her skirt gently swaying in the breeze.
The only flaw was a diagonal gash on the chest of her long dress, stained with much blood, with a reversed inner lining underneath.
Both of them had almost recovered from their injuries.
Wang Jixuan asked, "How was it?"
Amina said, "Just a crocodile demon, probably in the Golden Core realm? Didn't feel very strong."
"Yeah," Wang Jixuan said with his hands behind his back, frowning in thought.
He glanced at the several storage treasures floating beside him.
Only one-third of the colorful light on them remained, and it would probably dissipate completely in two days.
Then he could release Mudan and the others.
Amina asked softly, "Aren't we going to explore further?"
"Not for now," Wang Daolong said, "Our strength hasn't fully recovered yet. If we encounter one or two Integration Realm cultivators, we'll capsize in the gutter."
Amina said, "Having seen the duel of real experts, I now know that we are just at the starting point, not even out of the novice village."
"That's not the power this plane should have."
Wang Jixuan smiled and said:
"Let's go down. I'll hunt some game and have a taste!"
"How do you manage to stay so optimistic?"
"We didn't die, did we?"
Wang Daolong shrugged:
"Think about it from another perspective. Even a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal couldn't kill me. Wouldn't I be invincible after I ascend to the Immortal Realm?"
She laughed with her hands behind her back, her beautiful eyes twinkling with starlight: "That makes some sense…"
"Eat meat, eat meat!"
Wang Daolong jumped down and rushed towards a small pool not far away.
Soon, he dragged a crocodile out of the pool and began looking for a large enough grill.
"Amina! Bring over the salt we found yesterday!"
"Coming."
Amina lightly tapped her toes and floated down.
Wang Daolong kept his spiritual sense extended to its farthest range, while Amina's previous exploration had taken her beyond his spiritual sense range.
The two of them had basically figured it out;
Within a radius of ten thousand miles, there was no sign of human habitation.
Only endless mountains and forests, and some active small animals everywhere.
It was as if the entire Xujie had not been developed and no cultivators had settled in it.
Soon, the aroma of roasted meat filled the forest.
Wang Daolong feasted on the meal, while Amina only tore off a piece of meat to taste before waving her hand in refusal of the delicacy.
She rested her chin on her hand, quietly watching Wang Daolong's profile.
"What are you looking at?" Wang Jixuan whispered, "We're in the wilderness, you and I are alone. If I were to lose control of my animal instincts, you could shout for help a few times."
Amina blinked and asked calmly, "Is this some kind of PLAY you like? Like the kind in the bedroom?"
"Cough, no."
Wang Daolong glanced at her faintly:
"How do you manage to act like an experienced driver while still keeping your first kiss until now?"
Amina calmly looked aside and said leisurely, "My first kiss is already gone."
"Gone?"
"Of course, I'm seventeen thousand years old. Although I've spent most of my time staring at the stars, I've at least herded many planets."
"Cough… Professor Shen was right. When kissing, the body will suddenly produce…"
"Eh!"
Amina flashed forward and rushed over, flusteredly trying to press Wang Jixuan's mouth shut.
Her expression was a little flustered, and the blush spread to the roots of her ears. Her delicate features with a hint of exoticism carried a little undisguised charm, colliding with Wang Jixuan.
Wang Daolong leaned back and grabbed her slender waist, using the momentum to roll back a few times.
Their eyes met, and they were only three or four inches apart;
Their breaths mingled, and their noses were almost touching.
"They're not here…"
Wang Jixuan said in a low voice.
Amina's body trembled slightly, and she simply closed her eyes, pursing her lips tightly while trying to relax.
Wang Daolong didn't ask any more questions. The atmosphere was like the campfire beside them, slowly lowering his head…
Huh?
Wang Jixuan's movements suddenly stopped, his whole body's hair standing on end, his spiritual sense staring at the forest sky thousands of miles away.
There, a familiar passage surrounded by five-colored light revealed its踪迹.
The Road to Immortality?