Chapter 514
Chapter 514 Ten Years in the Mortal World, Wholeheartedly Pursuing the Dao
Han Jue stared at the old Daoist and smiled faintly. “Who are you? Tell me, what do you want?”
The old Daoist smiled and said, “It would naturally be better if you are willing to treat me to a meal. I
travel the world and care about the myriad beings. I have answered the questions of many people,
including the Human King.”
The Human Race was extremely adaptive. Less than thirty thousand years after the cmity ended,
the Human Race had inherited the prosperous rules of the previous Human Race. They had even
established the Human King
Seeing the prosperity of this city, Han Jue thought that he had transmigrated. This was not the ancient
era when the Heavenly Dao restarted.
Han Jue smiled and asked, “Then, can you see through my thoughts?”.
The old Daoist shook his head. “How can we easily see through the heart of a person? Even immortals
and gods are afraid of the human heart.”
Previously bored, Han Jue became interested. He smiled and said, “Then, are you an immortal?”
“I am but a wandering cultivator.”
“Then, what do you know about existences higher than immortals?”
“They’re naturally Sages and Heavenly Beings.”
Han Jue began to chat with the old Daoist. Soon, the food and drinks were served. The old Daoist
began to wolf down his food as if he had not eaten in several lifetimes.
A Grand Unity Golden Immortal was actually so hungry. It was obvious that he was pretending
This fellow probably wanted Han Jue to look down on him and then p his faceter.
What was this?
Pretending to be weak?
Han Jue found it funny but didn’t expose him.
He couldn’t be taught by a Grand Unity Golden Immortal if he wanted to attain the Dao. He would just
treat it as an interesting incident.
Two hourster.
The old Daoist stood up and smiled. “Little friend, you have an unparalleled appearance. I don’t know
how many hearts you will capture. Perhaps your confusion is the word love. If you have no regrets and
don’t let others down, you will eventually be open-minded.”
Looking at him disappear into the staircase, Han Jue shook his head andughed.
Fraud!
Han Jue smiled and seemed to have thought of something. He looked out of the window and continued
thinking.
Perhaps what hecked was true experience.
“Perhaps I can stay here and be a mortal for a lifetime.”
Han Jue thought silently.
With an idea, he stood up and walked out of the inn.
He first bought a courtyard in the city and added furniture and servants. From then on, he lived in this
city. His name was still Han Jue.
There were countless Han Jue in the world.
His name had yet to shake the Immortal World. He wasn’t afraid of attracting trouble.
Spring passed and autumn came.
Han Jue stayed in the city for ten years.
This city was called the Eastern Guard. It was one of the cities at the edge of the Human Race.
asionally, it would be attacked by Ancient Race and ferocious beasts, so the array formation was
rtively high-level.
Han Jue alsopletely integrated into the east city and became familiar with the neighbors.
On this day.
The entire city was covered in snow.
Han Jue sat in the courtyard and admired the snow,prehending the true meaning of heaven and
earth.
The old servant sweeping the snow beside him shook his head and sighed in his heart. “Master is lost
in thought again. I don’t know what he’s reminiscing.”
Han Jue’s servants were all very good. In their eyes, Han Jue’s greatest problem was that he would
often fall into a daze. Sometimes, it was unimaginable that he could stand in the courtyard for a day
and a night without moving
At this moment, a maid rushed in and said anxiously, “Master, someone is lying in front of the door. He
seems to be dead!”
The rules of Eastern Guard City were strict. Killing someone meant paying with one’s life. If they were
mistaken to be the ones who killed them, it would be troublesome.
Han Jue immediately walked towards the door. He was living as a mortal, so he didn’t leave
immediately.
Arriving at the entrance of the residence, he saw a dirty woman lying in the snow. Already many people
were gathered around her.
Han Jue walked over and quickly breathed a sigh of relief. He then waved his right hand at the woman,
dragging her soul back.
The woman slowly opened her eyes. Although her face was dirty, her eyes were very clear and bright.
Seeing that she had woken up, the surrounding people heaved a sigh of relief.
Han Jue would give food to the people every year. In their eyes, he was a good person. They naturally
didn’t want such a problem to happen to him.
“Miss, go home soon. The snow is too heavy. Be careful not to get lost.”
Han Jue smiled and walked into the courtyard.
The breath he gave was enough for the other party to live for another fifty years, no different from
ordinary mortals.
In the evening
Han Jue came to the table and prepared to eat. The servant girl standing at the side said, “Master, that
woman is still outside the door. She said that you saved her, so she’s willing to do anything for you.”
Han Jue said calmly, “Let her in and find a job for her.”
The servant girl left.
Five yearster.
Eastern Guard City weed a beast tide that was hard toe by in a hundred years. The entire city
was on guard. Han Jue stood in the courtyard and looked at the smoke in all directions, lost in thought.
A woman in green suddenly came over. She was not considered beautiful, but she was strange and
likable.
“Master, are you worried that the city will copse?” the woman in green asked with a smile, not worried
at all.
She was the female beggar from five years ago, Qingluan’er. She was only seventeen at that time.
After entering the Han family, this girlpletely didn’t treat herself as a maid and always liked to
pester Han Jue. However, she was indeed capable. She could do all the physical work in the courtyard
and was stronger than men.
Han Jue smiled. “Perhaps.”
Qingluan’er curled her lips. “The answer is either yes or no. You always like to be so ambiguous. I can’t
guess what you’re thinking.”
Han Jue smiled and ignored her.
After a few months, the city still survived tenaciously. However, the soldiers suffered heavy losses and
the Human King had no choice but to send cultivators to help.
The arrival of the cultivators stirred up a cultivation wind in the city.
However, the humans were not Connate Humans. Their bloodlines were inherited from the previous
Human Race of the Immeasurable Cmity. Their potential was good and bad.
Han Jue pretended not to have cultivation potential and continued living an ordinary life.
Another ten years passed.
Han Jue got married.
He married Qingluan’er. Other than her being interested in him, the servants, neighbors, and good
friends had also spoken for her. In the eyes of mortals, he should also start a family and leave behind
children.
A yearter, Qingluan’er got pregnant and gave birth to a child. His name was Han Tuo.
This was deliberately controlled by Han Jue. Otherwise, he would never leave his bloodline behind.
He suppressed Han Tuo’s cultivation potential, making him look no different from an ordinary person
unless he encountered a Pseudo-Sage who could remove the bloodline seal.
Han Jue nned to treat him well for a lifetime and take back his body after he reincarnated.
After marrying and having children, Han Jue’sprehension of the Dao deepened.
The three thousand Great Dao were everywhere.
Human affairs, earthly affairs, and heavenly affairs all had their own rules.
Later, because Han Tuo had yearned to be an immortal who could fly in the sky since he was
young, he cried and begged Qingluan’er to find an Immortal Master for him. Qingluan’er then looked for
Han Jue. Helpless, Han Jue could only use his connections.
In the end, Han Tuo was determined to have no cultivation potential. He was deeply affected.
In a few days, he was lively again and acted mysteriously every day.
Han Jue discovered that this kid seemed to be practicing martial arts.
To be precise, he was tempering his body!
Qingluan’er had taught him.
Han Jue didn’t care or asked.
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On a small mountain in the city.
The mother and son were in the forest.
The well-dressed Qingluan’er looked at the young Han Tuo and instructed, “Tuo’er, regarding this
method, you can’t spread it out or let your father know, lest he gets frightened.”
Han Tuo waved his fists and nodded.
He was only nine years old, but his actions were already very sharp.
Qingluan’er’s eyes revealed a pained expression as she thought, “If my son had cultivation potential,
with such will, he might be able to be an immortal in the future. Sigh.”