Chapter 97 - 85: Sending off Elder Dao Tian, returning to the Immortal Mountain!_1

"What?"

"Ancestor, take your place as the new Night God?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Chang’an’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Yes." Dao Tian nodded.

"I refuse." Without even thinking, Chen Chang’an already rejected it.

All these years, he has managed to maintain his position as a Hall Master in the ’underworld’.

Now you want him to also become the Night God?

Is this some kind of sick joke?

"You don’t want to go?"

Dao Tian was suddenly taken aback by this. The position of Night God wasn’t something one could easily achieve.

And this kid just refused it?

He attempted to persuade Chen Chang’an immediately:

"Kid, perhaps you didn’t understand what I meant."

"After becoming the Night God, you will hold a significant amount of power and your lifespan will also drastically increase."

"It was only when I came back and heard from a few young fellows like Li Daoran that your life span is quickly running out."

"Otherwise, would I have offered you this great opportunity?"

In the end, Dao Tian looked at Chen Chang’an, seemingly annoyed.

Chen Chang’an shook his head and refused once again:

"Ancestor, I am accustomed to a relaxed lifestyle and I don’t like restrictions."

"Therefore, I am not suitable."

"You should find someone else, like Sect Leader Elder Brother, I think they would be willing."

As he said this, his tone suddenly changed:

"Moreover, Ancestor, you don’t seem to be telling the truth."

"I would like to hear the truth."

Oh, well!

Dao Tian was suddenly taken aback by Chen Chang’an’s words.

The next moment, his eyes flashed with infinite desolation.

Then, he sighed:

"Ah, Chang’an, I won’t hide it from you anymore. I have suffered terrible dao injuries."

"At this moment, I am exhausted, and the fall of Dao is inevitable."

"I’m already old and my fall is imminent."

"But, it would be a pity if my Daoist methods and divine skills were to go with me."

"Though you may not have a natural knack for cultivation, you have many qualities that would make you a fitting Night God."

"And when I look at our entire sect, you are the only one who could fully inherit the lineage and become the next Night God."

"Therefore, I want to pass on all my divine skills and dao fruits to you before I die."

"For you to inherit, and carry on the mantle of the Night God."

"Once you inherit my mantle, the Dao injuries on you will heal, and your lifespan will no longer be a problem."

"By then, you will be a normal seventh cultivation level Great Cultivator!"

"How about it, Chang’an, don’t you want to become a seventh cultivation level Great Cultivator?"

Dao Tian persuaded.

But it wasn’t really persuasion.

A Great Cultivator at the seventh level, there aren’t many in the world who’ve achieved that.

Such an opportunity, no one could refuse.

Dao Tian doesn’t believe it.

Even if Chen Chang’an was indifferent, could he resist the temptation of becoming a seventh level cultivator?

However, as Dao Tian was enjoying himself, he didn’t notice the twitching corner of Chen Chang’an’s mouth.

The seventh cultivation level Great Cultivator?

Oh, how many of those have I slain in these past years?

One? Two? Or three?

I have lost count.

As for my lifespan?

Old man, you probably don’t know, but I’ve been trying to figure out how to reasonably reduce that small amount of lifespan that I have left so that I could finally die.

You’re giving me more lifespan?

I’m afraid I’ll die with my eyes wide open!

The next moment, Chen Chang’an bowed and said:

"Ancestor, I’m sorry, I appreciate your kind intentions."

"But I must decline."

"Although my life is nearing its end, I don’t have any great desires in this life."

"The only thing I desire is to watch my junior sister grow up during these few remaining years."

"And then pass on my master’s mantle."

"As for the rest, I prefer not to dwell on."

"So, please forgive me, Ancestor."

Refused?

Dao Tian was shocked by Chen Chang’an’s words.

He didn’t expect Chen Chang’an to refuse.

But he didn’t say anything else, instead he said:

"Alright, I’m not in a hurry anyway."

"Think about it for a few days."

In Dao Tian’s eyes, Chen Chang’an’s refusal was probably due to not fully understanding what he was about to receive.

Dao Tian believed that if given more time, and once he realised the benefits and drawbacks, he will eventually agree.

After all, there is really no one in this world who can resist the temptation of being a seventh cultivation level Great Cultivator.

Once Dao Tian finished speaking and gave a few more instructions, he left.

However, when it was just getting dark, he came back.

But this time he was not there to persuade Chen Chang’an, but to prepare to reside at Dao Zang Mountain.

In his own words:

"Kid, you eat and drink well here."

"Whether it’s food or drink, it’s all better than what I have."

"Li Daoran’s fish, Bai Yunzi’s liquor..."

"These things, even if I go in person, may not have."

"But here, not only do you have them, but they’re also overflowing."

"Therefore, I have decided to stay here for the next few days."

"You don’t have to worry about being disturbed."

"No one in the entire sect knows that this old man hasn’t really been in seclusion apart from you."