Chapter 815: The Divine Path

"What mission? Who are we hitting?"

Yi Tian asked excitedly. He clenched his fists, and his entire body emitted the sound of blood resonance, sounding like the roar of tigers and dragons.

Demon Ancestor Lu Yuan sized up Han Tuo and Yi Tian for a moment before speaking. "Enter the Divine Path!"

Han Tuo asked curiously, "What is the Divine Path?"

"The Divine Path is the road leading to becoming a Great Dao Spirit."

"Aren't Great Dao Spirits formed from the Great Dao itself?"

"Indeed, but there must be exceptions. This will be the start of change. Prepare yourselves; we depart in a thousand years."

As Demon Ancestor Lu Yuan finished speaking, he dissipated into Devilish Qi.

Yi Tian laughed. "Hahaha, are we going to become Great Dao Spirits? I heard that Great Dao Spirits can rule over a part of the Chaos!"

Han Tuo frowned. "I'm afraid it won't be that simple. Be careful when the time comes."

He had a premonition that the Demon Ancestor sending them to the Divine Path was definitely not for the sake of them becoming Great Dao Spirits.

The Demon Ancestor wasn't nurturing them out of an appreciation for talent!

They were merely pawns!

…Year after year passed.

Han Jue was immersed in Seclusion and cultivation. Unknowingly, another fifty thousand years passed.

He opened his eyes and revealed a smile.

His cultivation had progressed again!

It had been five hundred thousand years since his last Breakthrough, and he was getting closer and closer to Great Dao Hunyuan Realm Perfection.

He opened his mail to check.

In the past tens of thousands of years, there was still no sign of Pangu. It seemed he had completely quieted down.

Looking at the circle of friends, no major events had happened recently. All was well, and not a single piece of mail caught Han Jue's attention.

Han Jue focused his attention on Peerless Jiang.

His Clone had accompanied and observed Peerless Jiang for tens of thousands of years, making Han Jue like this youth more and more.

This was the person truly suited to be his Disciple.

Among the Disciples under Han Jue's sect, very few actually shared a personality compatible with his. Personal Disciples like the Black Prison Chicken and Chaos Heavenly Dog were only forcibly corrected by him.

He had to take this boy in!

Besides his personality, Han Jue was also very interested in Peerless Jiang's method of increasing his aptitude.

Even as a Great Dao Sage, he couldn't see through it. But one thing was certain: Peerless Jiang did not have a remarkably prominent past life.

This was the development of the Chaos; there would always be juniors who surpassed their predecessors, otherwise, it would be difficult for the Chaos to develop.

If the earliest Great Dao Sages could see how their successors would rise, it would be easy to monopolize this Realm. In fact, they couldn't; there were always practitioners making rapid progress and stepping into the Great Dao.

"Tangled like this forever probably won't work. I need to find an opportunity for a true deathly parting," Han Jue thought silently. He could feel Peerless Jiang starting to resist the Clone.

It was normal. One or two lifetimes were fine, but if it was like this every lifetime, wouldn't that be surveillance?

In a corner of the Immortal Realm.

The aged Han Jue and Peerless Jiang sat in meditation together.

Peerless Jiang glanced at his Master beside him, feeling conflicted.

He had reached the God Realm again; it was time to pass away.

But he didn't want to be entangled with his Master anymore. Although it was nice to have company during the lonely years of cultivation, he felt a strange unease.

He always felt that his Master's background was not simple and that he might be someone's pawn.

Han Jue suddenly opened his eyes and said softly, "Disciple, are you about to pass away again?"

Peerless Jiang remained silent.

Han Jue said wistfully, "As your Master, I cannot see through your fate. You don't seem to want to escape it either. Perhaps you are wary of some existence. Your Master is at least an Immortal Emperor now and is willing to lend you a hand."

Peerless Jiang rolled his eyes and said irritably, "How will you help?"

His Master usually acted improperly, especially as his cultivation grew higher; he was always unreliable and loved to tease him.

"I will sacrifice my entire cultivation to help you escape your fate!"

"Heh."

Peerless Jiang thought he was just acting on a whim again.

Han Jue slowly stood up and stepped toward the sky, ascending step by step.

"I have lived for a long time and experienced every situation in the Mortal world. I have laughed, cried, been blessed, suffered, been angry, hated, and been weary."

"I know my immortal path has reached its end and it is difficult to move further. I am willing to sacrifice my cultivation and soul to help my Disciple, Peerless Jiang, break the shackles of his lifespan. I hope the Heavenly Dao grants this!"

Han Jue's voice echoed through the mountains and fields. In an instant, the winds and clouds shifted, and heavenly thunder rolled.

Peerless Jiang opened his mouth but hesitated.

Where did he have a fixed fate? The reason he died was simply because he wanted to die.

But if his Master sacrificed himself now, wouldn't it be exactly what he wanted?

Although his Master was very good to him, he had already begun to affect his cultivation.

Under his gaze, Han Jue turned into a glow and dissipated. Then, the thunderclouds parted, and a pillar of light shot down, absorbing the glow.

Then, this pillar of light suddenly fell upon Peerless Jiang. It was so fast that Peerless Jiang didn't have time to dodge.

Peerless Jiang felt the fortune of the Heavenly Dao.

His Master wasn't joking; he had truly sacrificed himself to help him.

Everything happened too fast, and Peerless Jiang couldn't help but be dazed.

Yesterday, they were still discussing what wild game on the mountain tasted good.

He didn't expect to be separated by death today.

Peerless Jiang smiled. "This old man is definitely messing with me. I'll surely meet him again in the next life."

He thought no more of it, moved to a different place, and prepared to pass away.

Decades later.

The ten-year-old Peerless Jiang sat at the entrance of a courtyard, watching the crowded street, lost in thought and appearing soul-absent.

A woman returned from buying vegetables. Seeing him sitting at the door, she smiled and said, "Young Master, what are you thinking about again?"

Peerless Jiang snapped out of it and smiled. "Nothing, just thinking about what to eat tonight."

"I'll cook fish for you tonight."

"Thank you, Auntie."

After the woman entered the courtyard, Peerless Jiang continued to daze.

"Why haven't you come yet…"

…Time flew by.

Thirty thousand years passed.

Reincarnated and an adult once more, Peerless Jiang set out alone on a journey to the ends of the earth.

As he walked out of the town where he had lived for twenty years, he saw an old man under an old tree not far away, sitting cross-legged with a pipe in his mouth.

Peerless Jiang's expression shifted, and he walked over cautiously.

Could it be him?

He came again?

The old man opened one eye to glance at him and grinned. "Young Master, do you want to Cultivate? I have the Pangu Body Refining Technique, the Divine Might Heavenly Sage Invincible Great Art, and the Xuandu Spirit Refining Manual. Which one do you want? The price is negotiable!"

He pulled out Secret Manuals from his clothes one by one.

Peerless Jiang froze for a moment, then shook his head with a bitter smile and turned to leave.

The old man cursed under his breath and put the manuals away again.

Peerless Jiang walked toward the main road.

He murmured to himself, "Why is it like this… I clearly didn't like him that much, I even found him annoying…"

"Perhaps it's because no one has ever accompanied me for so long. No matter how many times Reincarnation cycles, he would always try his best to find me."

"It turns out he wasn't plotting against me or using me. He really just treated me as his Disciple; he really cared for me."

Peerless Jiang's gaze became determined.

He was no Mortal; he wouldn't immerse himself in sorrow.

In that case!

He would Cultivate for his Master's sake as well. One day, he would attain Sainthood, or even surpass the Saints. As long as he was strong enough, he would eventually be able to resurrect this Master.

"When that day comes, I will be the Master and you will be the Disciple. I will protect you!"