"A Daoist Master from the Upper Realm?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Changāan was momentarily stunned, then quickly guessed who this person might be.
So far, there had only been rumors of one young Daoist Master who had descended from the Upper Realm to the Lower Realm ā and that was Li Tian from the Saint Realmās Li Clan.
"Yes, a Daoist Master from the Upper Realm. Something about a Daoist Master from the Li Clan." Mao Ruxue nodded, confirming Chen Changāanās guess.
"Hmm, understood." Chen Changāan nodded, showing that he understood.
Seeing Chen Changāanās reaction, Mao Ruxue suddenly thought of something and hastily said,
"Elder Brother, you must not be tempted to set foot in the Yinxu. I hear that Li Tian of the Li Clan is there on purpose to confront Emperor Song."
"There might be a battle in the Silent Death Sea when that happens. That would be a battle between two Daoist Masters, which would certainly be very horrifying."
Mao Ruxue couldnāt help but become worried. She feared that her elder brother, in his obsession for knowledge, might actually venture into such a dangerous place.
A battle between two Daoist Masters could destroy a significant part of the Silent Death Sea when they began to fight.
"Well, I am aware of it."
"Do not worry, younger sister, I will not go there. Just the aftermath of such a battle alone could potentially obliterate us."
"I cherish my life, so you can relax."
Chen Changāan smiled slightly, signaling to Mao Ruxue not to worry.
Then he asked with curiosity,
"By the way, younger sister, who do you think is stronger, Emperor Song or the Daoist Master Li Tian from the Upper Realm?"
"Elder Brother, is that even a question?"
Mao Ruxue looked at Chen Changāan as if he was a fool, then answered without hesitation,
"Emperor Song is obviously stronger."
"Itās unclear whether the Daoist Master from the Upper Realm was kicked in the head by a donkey, asking for a fight with someone like Emperor Song shows a death wish."
Then, she looked at Chen Changāan with a frightened expression and said, "Elder Brother, you mustnāt do anything foolish and seek out a fight with Emperor Song. Otherwise, I might not even dare to collect your body."
Mao Ruxue was really scared.
After all, the behavior of Emperor Song varies greatly. When heās good, heās really good. Although he doesnāt pay much attention to his own people, he never withholds what he should give.
Like the Black and White Impermanence, and like her.
But when Emperor Song is ruthless, he is absolutely merciless, he is never stingy with anyone else.
Whoever angers him, even if itās a deity, he would execute!
From the Sword Master of the Xuantian Sword Sect to the head of Buddhism, wasnāt each of them killed by him?
Itās terrifying.
Elder Brother studies āAncientsā and certainly has a sense of Heavenly Aura. He canāt bear to see these dirty things.
If he were to learn from these people and criticize Emperor Song, the consequences would be unimaginably dire.
Hearing this, Chen Changāan laughed out loud, and then looked at Mao Ruxue and asked, "Younger sister, do I look like the kind of person who wants to die sooner than necessary?"
"No." Mao Ruxue nodded.
To be fair, her Elder Brother really didnāt seem like that kind of person. He greatly values his life; if heās not cultivating, heās resting.
In all her years, Mao Ruxue had never seen a person as idle as him.
Most cultivators get up early and practice until late at night, wishing they could squeeze every single second out of the day for cultivation in order to progress further. They dread and fear idle time.
But what about her Elder Brother?
He spends his days eating and sleeping. If heās not sleeping, heās eating. When heās full and tired, he lounges in the courtyard, reading and basking in the sun. His languid demeanor resembling a salted fish.
As for cultivation?
Mao Ruxue admitted that ever since she arrived at this mountain, she had never seen her Elder Brother cultivate for even a second.
At times, she even suspected that Chen Changāan hasnāt cultivated all these years (Great Scholar isnāt considered as cultivation), not because he canāt cultivate.
But because he, simply has not cultivated at all!
Without cultivation, how can one make progress?
Such a, what an idle person he is.
But...
Why is it that deep in my heart, I actually envy this kind of life?
Oh dear, I hope Iām not degenerating.
But, Iām truly envious...
As she thought about this, she lost her desire to speak while looking at her elder brother, Chen Changāan. She didnāt want to feel any more dejected here.
Moreover, whether itās an illusion or not, Mao Ruxue always felt that all the other cultivators in the Wuxiang realm...
What others cultivate is immortality, but this is not cultivating to become an immortal, itās just enrolling in various schools of thought.
Instead, it was her Elder Brother, who spends all day idle, who truly seemed to be practicing the path of immortality.
This... is simply absurd.
Never mind, I wonāt think about this anymore, I should just focus on my cultivation.
I strive for high levels of cultivation in the future.
That way, I can truly enjoy life.
Shaking her head, Mao Ruxue pushed these thoughts out of her mind.
Then, as if remembering something, she turned to Chen Changāan and said,
"And yes, Elder Brother, I received an invitation from the Central Continentās Divine Court during my expeditionary training."
"They invited me to join the Divine Court, but Iām not sure what to decide. So I thought Iād ask for your opinion before making a decision."
"Elder Brother, what do you think? Should I accept the invitation from the Central Continentās Divine Court?"
Compared to the Waters of Heaven region, the Central Continentās Divine Court is a dominant force spanning several major regions.
In the Divine Court, three Great Masters of the Seventh Realm stand as pillars, extraordinary and ancient, controlling all directions.