Chapter 806: Determining the Saint

"No, I cannot just sit and wait for death!"

The Taichu Demon God's eyes flickered. Recalling the legends of the Dark Forbidden Master, he knew he couldn't do nothing.

He carefully recalled the power of the curse from just now and fell into deep thought.

The Dark Forbidden Master's curse power was overbearing and long-lasting, extremely strange.

He wanted to figure out if the Dark Forbidden Master was the Curse Demon God, and how the curse was being cast.

Additionally, he had to find a way to evade this curse!

The Taichu Demon God closed his eyes and began to circulate his energy to heal.

He would nurse his injuries first.

It had been so many years; he hadn't been injured for a long time, and this time the damage was to his Great Dao.

The Taichu Demon God felt no fear; instead, his competitive spirit was ignited.

He had finally met an opponent!

…The Immortal Realm, the Far West.

Beneath a magnificent and majestic giant peak, a man sat meditating against the mountain wall, with talismans plastered on his body and the surrounding rock.

This man was none other than Qin Ling, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes.

He had been suppressed here for tens of thousands of years, but he had never stopped his cultivation. During this period of suppression, although his cultivation level had not increased, he had gained many insights.

At this moment, a man and a woman came walking along the mountain path.

The man was handsome, and the woman was cold and aloof.

They were Han Yu and the Green-clothed Woman.

The Green-clothed Woman saw Qin Ling from afar and asked curiously, "Senior, is he that world-renowned peerless Prodigy, Qin Ling?"

For some reason, the Green-clothed Woman felt Qin Ling looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Han Yu did not respond and strolled over to stand before Qin Ling.

Qin Ling kept his eyes closed and didn't look at the visitors. Over the long years, people came to see him almost every year—some with admiration, some with respect, some with ridicule, and some to complain.

When he announced his challenge to the Buddhist Sect, all beings had placed too much hope in him, but he had failed.

He had failed utterly.

Han Yu asked, "Do you regret it?"

"I don't regret it."

Qin Ling answered without opening his eyes.

He had answered this question millions of times, but he never grew tired of it. Every answer was a reaffirmation of his own heart.

Han Yu didn't ask further but watched Qin Ling quietly.

At first glance, Qin Ling was incredibly miserable, more so than all beings.

But he knew that Qin Ling was exactly the opposite; he was happier than all beings. all beings saw him as the hope for salvation, unaware that he was merely a chess piece used by the Saints to pacify the resentment of all beings. Moreover, once this chess piece succeeded, he would leap out of his status as a piece and might even leave the Heavenly Dao.

all beings remained in the sea of suffering, while Qin Ling would continue to pursue his own Dao in Chaos.

Han Yu felt a sense of desolation.

Desolation for all beings.

At the same time, Han Yu was convinced of one thing.

What the naked eye sees is not necessarily the truth, and what one spends a lifetime chasing may only be an illusion.

If Han Yu didn't have Han Jue backing him, he probably wouldn't be able to see through everything beneath the Heavenly Dao.

After the desolation, Han Yu's determination grew even stronger.

He hadn't come all this way just to see Qin Ling; he also wanted to see the various states of all beings during this Calamity.

He wanted to Attain the Dao and become a Saint!

He wanted to truly seek benefits for all beings!

Han Yu's gaze became firm.

He had found the resolve for his cultivation.

The Green-clothed Woman stared at Qin Ling and suddenly realized—wasn't this the mighty figure who had visited Han Yu back then?

She couldn't help but look at Han Yu and Qin Ling with a strange expression.

At this moment, Han Yu turned and walked away, and the Green-clothed Woman quickly followed.

Once they were far away in the sky, the Green-clothed Woman finally asked, "Wasn't that your Grand-disciple? Why did he undergo Reincarnation?"

She still remembered when she first saw Qin Ling; he was high-spirited and peerlessly powerful. She couldn't understand why such a powerhouse would end up reincarnated and in his current situation.

Han Yu replied, "This is fate. The suffering he experiences in this life far exceeds your past, but you already know his identity from his previous life. That's right, this Reincarnation is just a trial. Do you think the suffering of this life matters to his true identity?"

The Green-clothed Woman fell silent… Fifty thousand years passed in a flash.

Han Jue's cultivation had made more progress, which satisfied him greatly.

He opened his eyes and looked outside the Daoist temple, where Han Yu was kneeling in worship.

Several thousand years ago, Han Yu had come alone to visit. He was moved into the Hundred Peaks Immortal River by Han Jue's Clone. After asking around, Han Yu had come to the Daoist temple to kneel and wait.

His arrival had drawn the Personal Disciples to come and watch one after another.

He looked too much like Han Jue!

Even Xing Hongxuan, Xuan Qingjun, Fairy Xixuan, and Chang Yueer had come out to see him.

At first glance, Han Yu looked like Han Jue's illegitimate son, but they were all powerful figures; with a flick of their fingers, they calculated that Han Yu was simply a descendant of Han Jue.

Han Jue spoke, "Come in."

The doors of the Daoist temple opened, and Han Yu stood up and entered.

He came before Han Jue, knelt again, and bowed respectfully.

Han Jue smiled and said, "I've kept you waiting. Actually, you could have found a place to Cultivate; there was no need to keep waiting. Didn't the guards at the gate tell you the rules of my Seclusion?"

Han Yu said, "I know, but I felt I should perform this etiquette, as I have come with a request."

"Oh? What is it?" Han Jue said with a smile.

Finally, someone had come to ask him for a favor.

Seeing Han Jue's smile, Han Yu felt apprehensive instead. Han Jue's smile felt as if he had already seen through him and found it laughable.

Han Yu took a deep breath and said, "I want to Attain the Dao and become a Saint!"

His tone was firm. During the thousands of years he spent kneeling, he had already made all the psychological preparations.

Han Jue asked, "Why Attain the Dao?"

Han Yu said, "I want to become a Saint who truly cares for all beings, rather than one who blindly Cultivates and uses the Heavenly Dao as a protective umbrella and a symbol of power!"

Han Jue blinked. Why did those words feel like he was being insulted?

However, he could feel Han Yu's determination.

Han Jue sent a voice transmission to Venerable Xuandu to settle this matter.

Venerable Xuandu agreed immediately without a second thought, very straightforwardly.

Han Yu was uneasy. After all, this matter was too significant; one could even say it was the most important matter in the Heavenly Dao.

No one didn't want to Attain the Dao!

Han Jue said, "Very well, it is settled. Cultivate within the Hundred Peaks Immortal River for ten thousand years, then go Outside the Thirty-Third Heaven to find Venerable Xuandu."

Han Yu was stunned, the thousands of words in his belly all choked up.

Han Jue waved his sleeve and said, "Remember what you said."

Han Yu felt a daze. When he opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at the Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality, and a black chicken was flying toward him.

Inside the Daoist temple.

Han Jue began to check his mail; as for the matter of Han Yu, he had already put it out of his mind.

A mere saint position was not worth mentioning.

With so many Saints in the current circle related to him, he wasn't afraid of gossip; this was also a symbol of his authority… Ten thousand years later.

Han Yu arrived Outside the Thirty-Third Heaven, in front of the Qiankun Hall, to visit Venerable Xuandu.

The doors opened directly.

Han Yu entered the hall and saw that not only was Venerable Xuandu there, but there were also five other Saints: Wu Fa Heavenly Venerate, Fang Liang, Immortal God Ji, Pan Xin, and the New Sage, Heavenly Battle.

The five Saints had varying expressions upon seeing Han Yu.

Heavenly Battle had never seen Han Yu, but for a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal to enter the Qiankun Hall while all the Saints were present, he was likely not simple.

Venerable Xuandu spoke, "Han Yu, sit behind Fellow Daoist Fang."

Han Yu looked up, about to ask who Fellow Daoist Fang was, when he saw Fang Liang waving at him, without any Saintly air at all.