Chapter 33

Chapter 33: Carriage Conversation, the Limit of the Xuanwu Kingdom’s Emperor Approaches

In the spacious carriage, Chen Changsheng quietly held a book and read it carefully.

Seeing this, Zuo Xinghe praised immediately, “Sir, you are knowledgeable beyond measure and still continue reading.”

“Such an attitude truly impresses me greatly.”

“This time heading to Chang’an, I should have arranged a high-level monster beast as your mount.”

“But considering the special circumstances, if it were too ostentatious, it might bring unnecessary trouble to you.”

“When we reach Chang’an, I will definitely host a welcoming banquet for you.”

Hearing these words, Chen Changsheng silently put down the book and said,

“If there is anything you want to ask, just ask.”

“Previously, I did not converse with you because I didn’t want to interfere in the matters of the Xuanwu Kingdom’s royal family.”

“Now that I have agreed to help you, I won’t be stingy either.”

“As the Crown Prince of the Xuanwu Kingdom, if you can’t solve such minor issues, wouldn’t that be somewhat laughable?”

Seeing his little thoughts exposed, Zuo Xinghe smiled without denying it.

Traveling by monster beast to Chang’an would take at most half a day.

However, doing so would greatly reduce the time he could spend alone with Chen Changsheng.

Ten years ago, when he was in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, Chen Changsheng saved him. That night, they chatted idly, which benefited him immensely.

After regaining his identity and seeking out Chen Changsheng again, Chen Changsheng never discussed anything with him again.

Now that the opportunity had come again, how could Zuo Xinghe easily let it go?

Thinking this, Zuo Xinghe organized his words and said,

“Sir, there is actually a question that has troubled me for a long time.”

“As everyone knows, human energy is limited, and so are cultivators.”

“But Sir not only has excellent cultivation, but also excels in alchemy, array formations, medicine, feng shui, and many other things.”

“How did Sir manage to learn all these things and master them one by one?”

Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng clicked his tongue and said,

“How old are you this year?”

“Xinghe is exactly one hundred years old this year.”

“At your age of one hundred, having such cultivation is indeed considered quite talented.”

“You’ve just turned one hundred, which means you have lived for a hundred years since birth.”

“The first twenty years can be considered as you being young and naive, so you didn’t learn much.”

“But what did you do in the remaining eighty years?”

“One year has three hundred and sixty-five days, so eighty years is more than twenty thousand days, which is a rather long period of time.”

“Eighty years, for ordinary people, could very well be a lifetime.”

“But unlike ordinary people, a cultivator’s eighty years are more valuable than those of ordinary people.”

“Ordinary people are always wasted by diseases, hunger, fatigue, and other factors.”

“But cultivators are not affected by these, they can practice abstaining from food and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to live.”

“Diseases that ordinary people suffer from will not affect cultivators, and cultivators can meditate to replace sleep.”

“So, what did you gain in all these years?”

Facing Chen Changsheng’s question, Zuo Xinghe seriously pondered for a while before saying,

“In these eighty years, I gained cultivation, power, and a beautiful Daoist partner.”

“To sum up, besides these, what else?”

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“In a day, there are twelve hours. Did you spend all your time on these matters?”

“If I am correct, apart from spending time on these three aspects, you also spent some time on other things.”

“For example, traveling, enjoying life, competing, and so on, which also took up most of your time.”

“You are not a genius, nor do you have a powerful master.”

“I merely picked up the time you discarded, nothing more.”

“Body cultivation starts with heart cultivation. Without a sufficient state of mind, how can one sing high praises on the path of cultivation?”

After listening, Zuo Xinghe sighed deeply, and his admiration for Chen Changsheng grew even stronger.

“‘Just this much,’ Sir’s words alone are enough to make all cultivators feel ashamed.”

“With such great talent, the Xuanwu Kingdom wishes to treat you as a national hero. What do you think, Sir?”

Facing Zuo Xinghe’s olive branch once again, Chen Changsheng smiled and waved his hand and said,

“Just forget about it, my mind is not set on this.”

“Also, the fact that you spent such a huge cost to invite me out of retirement indicates that the situation in Chang’an is already very bleak.”

“How long can your father the emperor live?”

Upon hearing this, Zuo Xinghe sighed and said, “The emperor is the strongest ruler in the history of the Xuanwu Kingdom.”

“But no matter how high his cultivation and divine powers are, the emperor ultimately cannot overcome the celestial five decays.”

“Now, the emperor’s time is less than a moment away.”

“A short while ago, the emperor issued an edict: whoever can find the dragon’s lair will inherit the throne of the Xuanwu Kingdom.”

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng frowned and said,

“Emperor Zuo has lived for two thousand three hundred years so far. I believe the Xuanwu Kingdom must have tried every method to extend his lifespan.”

“If the emperor is so urgently searching for a burial site, I think he is looking for a place that can reverse a lifetime, not a dragon’s lair.”

“Such a place is not easy to find.”

Seeing Chen Changsheng directly explain the hidden message, Zuo Xinghe laughed bitterly.

“If this place were easy to find, then I wouldn’t have come to invite Sir out of seclusion.”

“My brothers have found experts to help them. I really don’t have confidence in winning against them.”

“Out of necessity, I came to disturb Sir’s meditation.”

“But I wonder, Sir, how confident are you in this matter?”

“Ten percent is too much to say, but fifty to sixty percent is possible.”

Zuo Xinghe: ???

The moment these words were spoken, Zuo Xinghe was instantly stunned.

He had visited countless hermits in the Xuanwu Kingdom, but their responses were mostly uncertain or half confident.

How could Chen Changsheng suddenly say fifty to sixty percent confidence?

If he didn’t know Chen Changsheng’s character, Zuo Xinghe would think Chen was boasting.

“Sir, do you really have such confidence?”

“I have the confidence to find that place, but finding it doesn’t mean success.”

“Whether it succeeds depends on how much the Xuanwu Kingdom is willing to pay.”

“Also, don’t blame me for not warning you. Reversing a lifetime is something that anyone near the end of their lifespan wants.”

“But few people can actually achieve it. You should advise your father to give up this idea.”

Facing Chen Changsheng’s advice, Zuo Xinghe wore a bitter smile.

Of course, he knew this principle, but could his father’s will be changed by others?