Chapter 515: Ten Years in the Mortal Realm, Single-Mindedly Inquiring into the Dao

Chapter 515: Ten Years in the Mortal Realm, Single-Mindedly Inquiring into the Dao

Han Jue stared at the Old Daoist Priest, a faint smile on his face as he asked, "Who are you? To resolve my doubts, what do you want to gain?"

The Old Daoist Priest smiled and said, "If little friend is willing to treat this poor Daoist to a meal, that would naturally be even better. This poor Daoist travels the world, holding the world in my heart, and has resolved doubts for many people, even a Human King."

The adaptability of the Human Race was extremely strong; less than thirty thousand years after the tribulation ended, the Human Race had already inherited the prosperous rules of the Human Race from before the tribulation, and even a Human King had already been established.

Looking at the prosperous development of this city, Han Jue almost thought he had undergone Transmigration, and that the present was not the primeval era when the Heavenly Dao rebooted.

Han Jue smiled and asked, "Then can you see through what I am thinking?"

The Old Daoist Priest shook his head and said, "How can the human heart be seen through? Even Immortals and gods fear the human heart."

Han Jue was idle and bored, so he grew interested and smiled. "Then are you an Immortal?"

"A lone crane amidst idle clouds, a mere Loose Cultivator."

"Then do you know what existence is higher than an Immortal?"

"That is naturally Saints and celestials."

Han Jue began to chat idly with the Old Daoist Priest, and soon wine and food were served. The Old Daoist Priest began to wolf down his food, as if he had not eaten for several lifetimes.

For a Grand Unity Golden Immortal to still be this hungry, at a glance, it was clearly an act.

This fellow probably wanted Han Jue to look down on him, and then he would slap faces in return.

What was this called?

pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger?

Han Jue found it amusing in his heart, yet he did not expose it.

He was going to Attain the Dao; it was not something a Grand Unity Golden Immortal could guide. He would just treat it as an interesting little interlude.

An hour later.

The Old Daoist Priest stood up and smiled, "Little friend possesses peerless looks; I wonder how many maidens' hearts you will capture. Perhaps your confusion is precisely the word 'love'—without resentment or regret, never failing others, you will eventually attain enlightenment."

Watching him disappear at the stairwell, Han Jue shook his head and chuckled.

A charlatan!

Han Jue smiled, then seemed to think of something as he looked out the window and continued to ponder.

Perhaps what he lacked was experience.

"Perhaps I can stay and live here, acting as a Mortal for a lifetime."

Han Jue thought silently to himself.

Having made up his mind, Han Jue stood up and walked out of the inn.

He first bought a courtyard in the city, then added furniture and servants. From then on, he lived in this city, and his name remained Han Jue.

There might not be one hundred thousand Han Jues in the world, but there were at least eight hundred.

The name of Han Jue had not yet shaken the Immortal Realm, so he had no fear of attracting trouble at all.

Spring passed and autumn came.

Han Jue stayed in the city for ten years.

This city was named East Guard City, and it was one of the boundary cities of the Human Race. It occasionally encountered attacks from ancient tribes and Vicious Beasts, so its Formation was relatively Advanced.

Han Jue had also completely integrated into East Guard City, becoming well-acquainted with his neighbors.

On this day.

Heavy snow filled the sky over East Guard City, painting the entire city white.

Han Jue sat in the courtyard enjoying the snow, comprehending the true meaning of heaven and earth.

The old servant sweeping snow nearby shook his head, sighing in his heart, "The Family Head is spacing out again; I wonder what he is longing for."

Han Jue treated all his servants very well. In the eyes of the servants, Han Jue's biggest flaw was that he often zoned out, sometimes standing in the courtyard for a whole day and night without moving, which was unfathomable.

At this moment, a maid rushed in, anxiously saying, "Family Head, someone is lying in front of the main gate, and it looks like they are dead!"

The laws and regulations of East Guard City were strict, and killing someone required paying with one's life. If they were mistakenly believed to have killed the person, the trouble would be huge.

Han Jue immediately walked toward the front gate. Since he was disguised as a Mortal, he did not flash away instantly.

Arriving before the estate's main gate, he saw a filthy woman lying in the snow, with quite a few commoners already gathered around.

Han Jue walked over and swiftly sent a breath of Qi into the woman with his right hand, pulling back her soul which was about to leave her body.

The woman slowly opened her eyes. Though her face was dirty, her gaze was very clear and bright.

Seeing her wake up, the surrounding commoners couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Han Jue distributed food to the commoners every year, and in their eyes, he was a great person, so naturally they did not want him to get mixed up in such a matter.

"Young lady, head home early. The snow is too heavy, be careful not to get lost."

Han Jue smiled softly, then turned and walked back inside the front gate.

That breath of Qi he sent was enough for the other party to live another fifty years, making no difference from an ordinary Mortal.

Evening.

Han Jue came to the table ready to eat, and the maid standing to the side spoke up, "Family Head, that female beggar is still outside the door, saying that since you saved her, she is willing to be a cow or a horse for you."

Han Jue calmly said, "Let her in, and find her some casual work to do."

The maid left.

…

Five years later.

East Guard City welcomed a once-in-a-century beast tide, and the entire city was on high alert. Han Jue stood in the courtyard looking at the beacon smoke in all directions, silently zoning out.

A Green-clothed Woman suddenly leaned over. Her facial features were pretty, though not peerlessly beautiful, but she was quirky and very endearing.

"Family Head, are you worried the city will fall?" the Green-clothed Woman asked with a smile, not worried in the slightest.

She was none other than that female beggar from five years ago, Qing Luaner, who was only seventeen at the time. After entering the Han Family, this lass completely didn't treat herself like a maid and always loved pestering Han Jue. However, she was indeed capable; she could handle all the physical labor in the courtyard, possessing even greater strength than a man.

Han Jue smiled and said, "Perhaps so."

Qing Luaner curled her lips. "If it is, it is; if it isn't, it isn't. You always love being so ambiguous, making it impossible for people to guess what you are thinking."

Han Jue smiled and didn't bother with her anymore.

After lasting several months, East Guard City still stubbornly survived, but the soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and the Human King had no choice but to dispatch Cultivators to come and assist in battle.

The arrival of the Cultivators whipped up a trend of cultivation in East Guard City.

However, the Human Race were not Innate humans; their Bloodline was passed down from the humans of the previous tribulation, and their Aptitude had superior and inferior variations.

Han Jue pretended not to have a Spiritual Root for cultivation, continuing to live his ordinary life.

Another ten years passed.

Han Jue got married.

He married Qing Luaner. Aside from her having feelings for him, it was largely due to the matchmaking of servants, neighbors, and friends. In the eyes of Mortals, he should also settle down and start a family to leave behind offspring.

A year later, Qing Luaner became pregnant and gave birth to a son named Han Tuo.

This was intentionally controlled by Han Jue; otherwise, he could have never left behind any Bloodline.

He suppressed Han Tuo's Spiritual Root and Aptitude, making Han Tuo look no different from an ordinary person, unless he encountered a Quasi-Saint to lift the Bloodline Seal for him.

Han Jue's plan was to treat him well for a lifetime, and after his Reincarnation, take back his Physical Body.

After taking a wife and having children, Han Jue's comprehension became even deeper, and his understanding of the Dao also deepened further.

The three thousand Great Daos were omnipresent.

Human affairs, earthly affairs, and heavenly affairs all possessed the regular patterns of the Dao.

Later, because Han Tuo had yearned since childhood for Immortals who could fly in the sky, he cried and begged Qing Luaner to find him an Immortal master. Qing Luaner then turned to Han Jue, and with no other choice, Han Jue could only pull some strings.

In the end, Han Tuo was evaluated as having no Spiritual Root or Aptitude, and he suffered a heavy blow.

After only a few days, he was full of vitality again, acting mysteriously every day.

As for Han Jue, he discovered that this kid seemed to be practicing martial arts.

To be precise, it was Body Refining!

It was taught to him by Qing Luaner.

Han Jue didn't care at all, single-mindedly inquiring into the Dao.

A small hill in the city.

The mother and son were in the woods.

The properly dressed Qing Luaner looked at the young Han Tuo and exhorted, "Tuo'er, regarding this method, you must not spread it out, nor let your father know, lest you frighten him."

Han Tuo nodded while swinging his fists and kicking his legs.

At only nine years old, his movements were already quite fierce.

A look of heartache flashed through Qing Luaner's eyes as she thought in her heart, "If my son had a Spiritual Root with this kind of willpower, he might not be unable to achieve Immortal Ascension one day. Sigh."

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