Chapter 518: Resolving Karma in the Mortal World, Attaining the Dao to Become a Saint

Chapter 518: Resolving Karma in the Mortal World, Attaining the Dao to Become a Saint

Immortal God Ji and the others' conversation was heard by Han Jue, but he just smiled and let it pass.

It seemed the Celestial Clan was indeed plagued by endless internal strife, as even Immortal God Ji had started searching for his own power within the Human Race.

What a pity, you misjudged.

The strongest talent in the entire world was hidden right here!

Han Jue wasn't particularly fond of Han Tuo, but hearing Immortal God Ji's disdain, he suddenly felt like grooming Han Tuo.

No matter what, Han Tuo was still his son. If he shook the Immortal Realm with his fame in the future, Han Jue would also share in the glory.

Han Jue cast his gaze toward Han Tuo.

This kid had been cultivating in a small mountain within the city and hadn't been to the battlefield in five years. Mainly because East Guard City hadn't faced any major crises in recent years, and the few beast tides had all been of the lowest scale.

The Body Refining technique taught by Qing Luaner was quite decent. At least among people of the same age in East Guard City, including Cultivators, none were Han Tuo's match.

Han Jue waved his hand, and a ball of formless magical power flew into Han Tuo's body.

This ball of magical power would loosen about one ten-thousandth of the Bloodline within Han Tuo's body, which was enough for Han Tuo to soar into the skies.

The reason it wasn't fully released was because the Bloodline of the Primordial Chaos Demon God was too powerful; he was afraid Han Tuo would directly lose himself or even alert a Saint.

That very day, Han Tuo suddenly felt light all over, full of vigor, and his cultivation became even smoother.

That year, East Guard City produced a Body Cultivator Prodigy named Han Tuo. Not yet twenty, he could lift a million-jin boulder, startling all the immortal masters in the city.

Ten years later.

Relying on his own strength, Han Tuo swept through all the Vicious Beast nests near East Guard City, and his reputation spread among the nearby Human Race cities.

That night.

Han Jue, Qing Luaner, and Han Tuo were having dinner when Han Tuo suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks, took a deep breath, looked up at Han Jue, and said, "Father, I plan to listen to your words and leave East Guard City to pursue the Immortal Dao."

Qing Luaner's hand holding the bowl trembled slightly. She forced a smile and said, "Tuo'er, have you thought it through? Once you leave home, you can only rely on yourself."

She knew best what practicing the Dao meant.

Once Han Tuo left and returned, she and Han Jue would likely already be buried in the dirt.

Han Tuo took a deep breath and nodded earnestly.

He cast his gaze toward Han Jue.

Even though he was already a renowned Human Race Prodigy, his respect for Han Jue had not decreased in the slightest. He had always felt that his father was no ordinary man and had seen the world.

Han Jue asked, "This meal might be our family's last meal. Eat and drink well. On this journey to seek the Dao, your father only has two pieces of advice for you."

"Cultivate in low profile, and stay away from troubles."

"I do not offend others, but I will not allow others to offend me."

Han Tuo's heart was touched, and his eye sockets turned red. He also understood that when he returned from this trip, time would have surely changed drastically.

Yet his heart yearning for the Dao could not be restrained.

Han Jue snorted, "Don't put on children's airs. Remember, tears are the most useless things. If you shed tears outside, people will only think you're easy to bully."

Han Tuo could only force his tears back in.

That night, the lights in the Han Family mansion stayed lit all night.

Early the next morning.

Han Jue and Qing Luaner stood in front of the main gate, watching Han Tuo leave.

Han Tuo looked back every three steps, but ultimately still disappeared around the street corner.

Han Jue still felt a bit emotional. He had watched Han Tuo grow up, and now that his son had grown into an adult and was pursuing his own life, this feeling was unprecedented. Neither Yang Tiandong nor the Chaos Heavenly Dog leaving back then had given him such a feeling.

Indeed.

Biological ones were simply different.

Qing Luaner finally shed tears, leaning into Han Jue's arms.

Time continued to flow.

Year after year passed, and Qing Luaner began to age.

Han Jue also accompanied her as she grew old.

Just like a normal Mortal couple.

Fifty years later.

An aged Qing Luaner lay on the bed, looking weakly at Han Jue by the bedside.

She tremblingly raised her right hand and softly said, "Hus… Husband…"

Han Jue asked, "Do you have any other unfulfilled wishes?"

"This life has no regrets… Only, before dying… I don't know how Tuo'er is doing…"

"Rest assured, he will Attain the Dao. If you and I have an afterlife, within Reincarnation, he will surely come to visit us."

"Mm…"

Qing Luaner slowly closed her eyes, a gentle and expectant smile blooming on her face, and left the Mortal world amidst that smile.

Han Jue's expression was calm, showing neither sorrow nor relief.

Everything was just letting nature take its course.

The next day, Han Jue dismissed the household staff and quietly left East Guard City.

After leaving East Guard City, he came to a mountain forest, took out Qing Luaner's corpse, buried it in the earth, and erected a tombstone.

White-haired Han Jue stood before the tombstone, upon which was engraved 'Tomb of My Wife, Qing Luaner'.

In the future, if Han Tuo returned and saw the tombstone, he would surely be able to put his mind at ease.

At this moment, a Crimson Fox came behind Han Jue, gazing obediently at him.

Although a century had passed, to the Crimson Fox, it was merely like sleeping for a nap.

Han Jue seemed not to notice its arrival, standing alone before the grave to reminisce about this lifetime.

One had to admit that although life was short, it held both suffering and joy, and it was not necessarily devoid of meaning.

Yet for Han Jue, the true meaning was eternal life without death.

His affection for Qing Luaner was merely for the sake of comprehending the Dao and wasn't very deep. Even though Qing Luaner had died, this lifetime could still be considered happy.

This piece of Karma thus came to an end.

"Within Reincarnation, I hope you can still…"

Han Jue murmured to himself, but before finishing his words, he fell silent.

"Forget it."

Han Jue gently beckoned with his right hand from his sleeve, then turned to look at the Crimson Fox, smiling as he asked, "Do you still recognize me?"

The Crimson Fox replied, "I recognize you."

Han Jue's white hair fell like fluttering catkins, and his skin rapidly recovered, once again turning into an Unparalleled visage. His black hair flowed like a thousand threads, his white robe fluttered in the wind, and the yin-yang protecting sun and moon emerged behind him. Divine light shone brightly, making him look like an immortal exiled to the Mortal world.

The Crimson Fox was stunned into a daze.

Han Jue looked toward Qing Luaner's tombstone and bowed deeply, just like the mutual couple's bow in the main hall decades ago.

"Let's go."

Han Jue turned and left, stepping up into the sky step by step as if there were an invisible cloud ladder beneath his feet. The Crimson Fox flew up into the sky, following closely behind.

…

Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

Han Jue and the Crimson Fox quietly teleported before the Daoist temple. Through the Heavenly Puppet, he knew that over the past century, the Hidden Sect had not changed much; everything remained as before, and no Disciple had come looking for him.

Han Jue spoke, "From now on, you will Cultivate in front of the Daoist temple. Do not wander around blindly."

The Crimson Fox was still in shock.

The Immortal Qi here…

It felt that taking a single breath of it caused its cultivation to grow!

Wonderland!

It was definitely a wonderland!

It hurriedly nodded and bowed to thank Han Jue.

As for Han Jue, he returned inside the Daoist temple and sat upon the thirty-sixth grade samsara world-ending black lotus.

He let out a long breath.

This one hundred years actually felt longer to him than ten thousand years, yet it wasn't boring.

Han Jue brought up his mail and saw a message, verifying that his Mortal experience over the past hundred years had truly existed.

[ Your son Han Tuo experienced an Epiphany on a sword dao Divine Ability, stepping into the River of Sword Dao ]

Han Jue's gaze turned firm as he murmured, "Saint Dao, I am coming."

"Saints, are you ready to welcome a Saint like me?"

A century of tempering the heart, and the Saint Heart has been forged!

Attaining the Dao today, I shall fulfill my desires and pursuits!

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