Chapter 192 - Chapter 192: Chapter 189: Seas Change into Mulberry Fields, Returning to One’s Old Home (1/2)
Chapter 192: Chapter 189: Seas Change into Mulberry Fields, Returning to One’s Old Home
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Fang Wang asked Fang Hanyu to stay behind, and after resting for a few days, he prepared to return to Grand Qi.
Upon hearing that Fang Wang was going out, Zhu Yan, Chu Yin, and Qu
Xunhun all expressed their desire to follow, and even more so did The Three Immortals of the Emperor Sea, they simply wanted to cultivate the Heavenly Emperor Imperial Mirror with Fang Wang.
After thinking about it, Fang Wang decided to take everyone with him, assigning the monsters the task of guarding Biyou Island.
When it was time to leave, Yang Du bid farewell to Fang Wang. He had memorized all the mental methods of True Combat Technique, and his cultivation would be the same anywhere he went; plus, he had his own opportunities to pursue.
Fang Wang didn’t stop him, letting him go directly.
Qu Xunhun brought out his Law Ship, which was different from the previous one, even larger and grander, being a hundred Zhang long with six floors; in modern-day terms, it was almost as huge as an aircraft carrier.
Fang Wang lay on the eaves at the top of the pavilion, basking in the sun, while others practiced cultivation or chatted on the deck.
Fang Hanyu sat cross-legged next to Fang Jing, looking at everyone on the ship with a sense of unreality still lingering in his heart.
Three cultivators of the ninth layer of Nirvana Realm, a sea prodigy of the
Nineth Layer of the Mahayana Realm, and the Golden Body Realm Son of the Demon Emperor.
Just these five people alone would be enough to sweep the continent, right?
And then there was Fang Wang!
How strong exactly was Fang Wang to make the Great Cultivators of the ninth layer of Nirvana Realm willingly serve him…
When Fang Hanyu previously heard about Fang Wang’s achievements in Emperor Sea at the Jin Xiao Sect, he was filled with surging emotions, but when he learned about the cultivation level and background of The Three Immortals of the Emperor Sea, he couldn’t help but be shocked.
Xiao Zi looked at Dugu Wenhun and teasingly asked, “Yang Du has left, and you’ve heard the teachings of the Heavenly Emperor Imperial Mirror too, so why aren’t you leaving? Do you have other plans? If you intend to pledge loyalty, do it early; don’t miss the chance. As time passes, your status will only get lower.”
Dugu Wenhun stood in front of the railing at the edge of the ship, overlooking the scenery at the edge of the sea. Hearing Xiao Zi’s question, he chuckled softly and turned his head to look up at Fang Wang on the rooftop, saying, “Brother Fang, now that the number of people following you is increasing, why not establish a sect?”
As soon as these words were uttered, Zhu Yan, Chu Yin, and Qu Xunhun all showed interest.
Zhao Zhen, floating in the air, clapped and cheered, “Good, I think it’s a wonderful idea; indeed we could establish a sect.”
The young Fang Jing stood up and shouted, “Uncle, I think it’s possible!”
Xiao Zi cursed under her breath; this Dugu Wenhun didn’t want to be a servant nor a mount, but he sure had ideas.
Fang Wang, who was sunbathing, spoke nonchalantly, “Found a sect? Troublesome, I don’t want to worry about it. If I really wanted to be a sect hierarch, I would have become one long ago.”
He was someone who had even refused the position of the Great Abyss Gate’s Hierarch.
“Actually, founding a sect isn’t necessarily about power, and you don’t have to manage it. In the early days of humanity, the powerful founded sects not for control, but to gather like-minded people and to propagate their own teachings. In such sects, there’s no intrigue, no power struggle; everyone just seeks the Dao. Brother Fang, you already have the heart to teach; why not establish such a sect? With your ability, perhaps you can bring a breath of fresh air to this murky world.”
Dugu Wenhun spoke earnestly, and his words made everyone fall into contemplation.
He continued, “The Hongxuan Emperor, the Descending Dragon Great Saint— all once brought prosperity and glory to the Mortal Realm, but they perished for opposing the Immortal Gods. Sometimes I wonder if there are really gods born superior to others. If there are true Immortal Gods, then why do so many sufferings persist in the Mortal Realm? Did the Immortal Gods abandon humanity, or are they not as divine as we think, lacking the divinity to shelter the people?”
“Regardless of the case, the Immortal Gods are not that important. They even fear the development of the Mortal Realm. What is the difference between the Mortal Realm and The Upper Realm? Perhaps it is because the Mortal Realm has too much strife, and people only seek their own benefits when cultivating, with profound methods forever held in the hands of a few sects. It is this disparity that allows those sects to maintain a sense of superiority, forever lofty and high above.”
These words made even Fang Wang see Dugu Wenhun in a new light.
Speaking of which, he did not understand Dugu Wenhun very well, only knowing that he was one of the Southern Celestial Four Heroes.
The young Fang Jing also fell into deep thought because of Dugu Wenhun’s words.
Dugu Wenhun added, “There are countless opportunities in the world, and there have been many sages and emperors since ancient times. The Southern Celestial Sea also has chances not inferior to the Heavenly Emperor Imperial
Mirror, but what I admire most is the Hongxuan Emperor. He refused The Upper Realm, defied the Immortal Gods, and even though he died, he lived a life of brilliance. He will forever shine brightly and live eternally in the hearts of the people.”
At that moment, Fang Wang’s voice floated down:
“If I were to establish a sect and made you the deputy sect leader, could you guarantee that the sect would develop as you have described?”
Dugu Wenhun’s eyes lit up, “Of course I can guarantee it. I’ve lived for more than four hundred years and know plenty of cultivators and monster cultivators. I can gather a like-minded group.”
“There’s no need for that. Those who come for the purpose of founding a sect have ulterior motives. I will think more about this matter.’
Fang Wang casually replied, and Dugu Wenhun, with words on the tip of his tongue, ultimately decided to suppress his thoughts.
Some things indeed should not be rushed unnecessarily.
“What do you think, if the young master were to establish a sect, what name should it have?” Xiao Zi asked enthusiastically, sparking a lively debate among those on the ship.
Everyone began to fantasize about it.
Fang Wang was also pondering Dugu Wenhun’s words.
Because of Zhou Xue’s existence, he too felt that The Upper Realm was not as wonderful as portrayed. After ascending, one would lose freedom; it seemed like the Mortal Realm was kept like livestock by The Upper Realm.
Judging from the words of the Descending Dragon Great Saint and Executioner