Novel11 Chapter 1804: Long Talk by Candle
Chapter 1804: Long Talk by Candle
Jiao'er's eyes regained their usual depth and calm as she looked at Zhang Xuan: "What exactly is going on with your immortal path?"
She had wanted to ask this question for a long time.
In the last great battle, the nascent path to immortality appeared, triggering the dragon coffin and ultimately helping her refine the Great Dao and achieve the status of a Golden Immortal.
Its mystery and power far exceed ordinary understanding.
Zhang Xuan also became serious, knowing that this matter could no longer be hidden, nor was there any need to hide it any longer.
After a moment's thought, he began to briefly recount his experience of severing all phenomena, the birth of the rudimentary immortal path within his inner world, the fusion with the broken immortal path within the dragon coffin, and the integration of the Ancient Dao Diagram, the Sacred Ancient Dao Diagram, and even the Immortal Gate Mark into the immortal path, thus ruling over all paths.
"Integrate the ancient Dao treasures into one path, and forge an unparalleled immortal foundation for yourself..." After listening, Jiao'er remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking.
"This path is unprecedented and full of variables. The cause and effect you mentioned in order to fill the gap in the Heavenly Dao probably lies here. This Immortal Path may originally be a remnant connecting all the eras of the heavens, pursuing the ultimate Dao, which you unintentionally inherited."
She looked at Zhang Xuan with a rare solemnity in her eyes: "Husband, once this path is opened, there is no turning back. In the final battle, survivors and remnants from all eras will inevitably flock to this immortal path that may contain the key to breaking the deadlock, and may even... fight for or destroy it at all costs."
Zhang Xuan nodded: "I understand. This is why we must intercept the wisp of immortal energy from the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils and delay the exposure of the secrets of the Immortal Path as much as possible. As for Old Slick... I hope everything goes smoothly."
The atmosphere became even more somber when the final battle was mentioned.
Jiao'er's gaze involuntarily fell on her still flat stomach. A faint, soft light flashed in her icy blue eyes, but it was quickly replaced by worry.
“Our child,” she said softly, “is destined to be born in a chaotic and dangerous era. He will carry the blood of both the ancient ice dragon and the new human race, and will also inherit the Dao imprints of both of us. In the future, this may be a talent, or it may be… original sin.”
Zhang Xuan understood her concerns.
The ultimate battle that settles accounts across four eras, the divide between the great principles, and the opposition of stances can all become mountains weighing down on children.
He reached out and gently placed his hand on Jiao'er's hand.
It felt cool and smooth to the touch, but he could feel the other person tremble slightly without pulling away.
“There’s no need to worry too much,” Zhang Xuan said calmly. “Our child will not be anyone’s bargaining chip, nor will he be the focus of any conflict. I will pave the way for him.”
"If in the future there are any fools who want to use the child's bloodline or background to their advantage, whether they are from ancient clans or cultivators from other eras, they will have to ask the sword in our hands first!"
A powerful aura belonging to the late stage of True Immortal, mixed with the vast Daoist charm of the Immortal Path, rose from Zhang Xuan's body.
Although not as powerful as a Golden Immortal, it is still awe-inspiring and inviolable.
As Jiao'er felt the warmth of Zhang Xuan's palm and the determination in his words, her frozen heart softened slightly.
“You’re right.” Jiao’er’s voice was still clear and cold, but less chilling. “The child is ours, and we will protect the future together. As for the ultimate battle… that’s a distant matter. Perhaps, the birth of this child is itself a variable, an opportunity to connect different eras and bloodlines.”
The two turned their attention back to the more pressing crisis—the Three Pure Immortal Realms and the Abyss of the Beginning Demon.
"If the Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Evils' Immortal Path is intercepted, how long can he buy us time?" Zhang Xuan asked.
Jiao'er pondered, "If successful, it will take at least several thousand years, or even ten thousand years..."
Zhang Xuan nodded: "We must make good use of this gained time to improve the overall combat strength of the Nine Domains. We have resources, we have secret realms, and we are also organizing cultivation techniques. The key is how to quickly cultivate more high-level cultivators, especially True Immortals."
He looked at Jiao'er: "Jiao'er, you are now a Golden Immortal, and your understanding of the Great Dao far surpasses ours. I wonder if you could set up a lecture hall to regularly lecture to promising cultivators from the Nine Regions?"
Jiao'er frowned slightly.
She prefers quiet and doesn't like to interact with too many people.
But seeing Zhang Xuan's expectant eyes, and thinking that this concerned the survival of the Nine Realms and the safety of their future children, he finally nodded slightly: "Yes, but the number must be limited, and they must be people with excellent character and aptitude."
Zhang Xuan was overjoyed: "Of course! In this way, the path of cultivation for cultivators in the Nine Domains will be greatly broadened!"
"In addition," Jiao'er added, "Although my Ancient Ice Dragon Clan is not good at alchemy or weapon crafting, we have considerable experience in tempering bloodlines, cultivating spirit beasts, and harnessing the power of ice. I can compile some simplified methods suitable for cultivation by humans or other races, or methods for cultivating ice-type spirit beasts and planting cold-attribute spirit plants to enrich the cultural heritage of the Nine Realms."
"That's great!" Zhang Xuan's eyes shone even brighter.
Even a simplified version or scrap of a Golden Immortal-level inheritance is a priceless treasure to the Nine Realms!
“You are better at governing the Nine Domains Alliance. I only need to provide military support when necessary,” Jiao’er said.
The two complement each other perfectly, making them the ideal match.
After discussing external threats and countermeasures, the topic returned to the internal workings of the Nine Realms.
Zhang Xuan said, "What the Nine Realms need is unity and common development. My idea is to further deepen the alliance."
"How to deepen this understanding?"
“Establish the Nine Domains Elders Council.” Zhang Xuan clearly had a plan in mind. “It will be composed of one representative from each of the nine domains, who will jointly discuss and decide on major affairs of the nine domains. The Nine Domains Elders Council will be led by the Immortal Gourd Realm and will reward each domain with contribution points for its contributions in resisting foreign enemies, providing resources, cultivating talents, and innovating various arts. Contribution points will be directly linked to resource allocation and access to secret realms.”
"In addition, the regular Nine Realms Dao Discussion Ceremony will truly advance the Nine Realms from a loose alliance into a closer community."
Jiao'er listened quietly, a hint of appreciation flashing in her icy blue eyes.
Zhang Xuan is not only strong, but also meticulous.
These measures are indeed more conducive to long-term development.
“Okay.” She succinctly expressed her support. “You can discuss the specific details with You Wuyai and the others. If anyone disagrees, I can step in.”
With the support of his Golden Immortal Daoist partner, Zhang Xuan felt much more confident in implementing any policy.
The two talked about everything from the general situation of the world to the internal affairs of the Nine Domains, and then about their cultivation experiences, occasionally touching on some lighthearted topics.
Although Zhang Xuan did most of the talking and Jiao'er listened, occasionally giving brief responses, the atmosphere was very natural and harmonious.
What the future holds remains to be seen.
But at least, they have joined hands and stood at the starting line.
Time flies, and in the secret stronghold of the Blood Bone Plains of the Abyss of the Primordial Demon, Old Oil Head has been in seclusion for a full fifty years.
For fifty years, under the control of the demonic fetus, the Gray Bone Alliance has followed the old fox's orders to lie low and shrink, and has become increasingly discreet and secretive in its actions.
Trade activities have decreased sharply, but thanks to the foundation laid in the early years and careful management, they still maintain a considerable influence in Bloodbone Plains and continue to gather intelligence on the entrance to the Sea of Ten Thousand Evils.