Chapter 439: Chapter 438: The Supreme Path

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Li Qingshan thought to himself, “Would the lady among the sea of flowers be Hua Yun?”

Li Qingshan felt a bit anxious. After searching for so long, now that he was close to the answer, he felt both hopeful and fearful.

If this wasn’t her, he would have to continue searching.

Walking through the sea of flowers, Li Qingshan approached the girl. When he was not far from her, he called out, “Hua Yun!”

The girl slowly turned around, and a stunningly beautiful face appeared before Li Qingshan. She was truly a beauty beyond compare.

When she turned, the flowers seemed to pale in comparison. Her eyes shone brightly as she looked at Li Qingshan with a hint of confusion.

“Who are you?” the girl asked.

“Li Qingshan!” he said, taking a deep breath.

“Never heard of you,” the girl said after thinking carefully and shaking her head.

“Are you Hua Yun?” Li Qingshan asked, feeling his heart sink.

“Yes, I am,” the girl nodded, admitting it openly.

“Do you remember you have a younger sister named Hua Xiangrong?” Li Qingshan continued to ask.

“Yes, I have a sister. She was born among the flowers,” the girl named Hua Yun nodded and looked at Li Qingshan with a curious expression.

“Born among the flowers…” Li Qingshan frowned. This didn’t seem right. Hua Yun and Hua Xiangrong were biological sisters, and she had acknowledged Hua Xiangrong, so why didn’t she recognize him?

The twenty-year agreement was still there.

Li Qingshan looked at the girl in front of him in bewilderment.

The girl asked him, “How did you get here?”

“There’s a monk named Fayin on Mount Sumeru who sent me here,” Li Qingshan replied truthfully.

“Little Monk Fayin? He’s become an Emperor?” Hua Yun exclaimed, sounding delighted.

Li Qingshan’s expression became tense.

Monk Fayin, who had lived for millions of years and whose strength was unfathomable, was referred to as “Little Monk Fayin” by Hua Yun.

This wasn’t right.

Li Qingshan pulled himself out of his joy of finding Hua Yun and realized that there was something wrong with this space and time.

“Father, the time here is from millions of years ago,” said the Big Clock seriously.

“The space here is also not right. It’s not from the current era,” added Space Girl.

“Are you saying this is an era from a long time ago?” Li Qingshan asked internally.

“That’s right. This place seems to be fixed. It has always been maintained at this time.” The Big Clock nodded. Since it had broken free from the constraints of being a realization magic treasure, its sentience had grown and it was now about ten years old, understanding many things.

In the Immortal Plane, it was normal for fast-developing individuals to get married and have children at ten, become famous at thirteen or fourteen, and cause a sensation at eighteen.

Li Qingshan was shocked and said, “So, this is a space and time that has been fixed and left here.”

“That seems to be the case,” Space Girl said, propping her chin with her hand and looking curiously at this space. It was new to her, and while she usually lacked spirit, she was interested in spatial matters and wasn’t slacking off.

“So this girl named Hua Yun should be Amitabha’s sister, the Flower Immortal Hua Yun,” Li Qingshan understood, but still found it strange. Was there really no connection between this Flower Immortal and the Hua Yun of later generations?

“What are you daydreaming about?” Hua Yun suddenly asked Li Qingshan softly.

Li Qingshan snapped out of it and shook his head, saying, “Nothing. How long have you been here?”

This question made Hua Yun ponder.

How long had she been here?

She seemed to have been here for a very long time…

How long had it been?

After thinking for a while without an answer, Hua Yun shook her head, looking pitiful as she bit her red lip and said, “I don’t know…”

Li Qingshan wanted to ask more, but in the next second, he heard Monk Fayin’s voice in his ear: “Benefactor, please come out.”

Li Qingshan’s primordial spirit left this world uncontrollably.

In the last moment before he left, he saw the lonely Hua Yun among the flowers, frowning and looking at the gradually disappearing Li Qingshan with a desolate expression, looking very pitiful like an abandoned kitten.

Boom!

The world spun, and Li Qingshan’s Emperor primordial spirit returned to his body. He looked around; it was still the same mountain peak, the same steps, and the same old monk, who was calmly looking at Li Qingshan.

“Was that girl just now Amitabha’s sister, the Flower Immortal?” Li Qingshan immediately asked.

Monk Fayin nodded and said, “Yes, she is.”

“She was from the same era as Amitabha, so how is she still alive? And, senior, how long have you lived?” Li Qingshan was full of questions. These things were like a tangled mess, and he was eager to clear them up.

Monk Fayin started walking up the stone steps. Midway up the mountain, there was a small temple, which was the monk’s abode.

It was very simple, with a main hall and two side rooms. The main hall enshrined a statue of Amitabha, and there was nothing else.

“You asked why the Flower Immortal is still alive,” Monk Fayin looked at Li Qingshan and said calmly. “In fact, she perished millions of years ago.”

“Then why just now?” Li Qingshan asked in confusion.

“You mean she seemed perfectly normal, right?” Monk Fayin sat down in front of the temple and asked.

Li Qingshan nodded.

“The space and time she is in are fixed, repeating endlessly. That wasn’t her true form, just a wisp of her consciousness.”

“I heard you were looking for Hua Yun, so I let you in to see if it was the same person. If it was, it would mean that the Flower Immortal had been reincarnated, and my guardianship was effective,” Monk Fayin explained, then looked at Li Qingshan expectantly.

“I don’t know if it was, but it felt quite similar,” Li Qingshan said seriously.

Such coincidences didn’t exist in this world.

The Flower Immortal was named Hua Yun and had a sister named Hua Xiangrong.

The only difference was that Hua Xiangrong was born among the flowers.

The Hua Yun and Hua Xiangrong Li Qingshan knew were biological sisters.

“Senior, since you are guarding the Flower Immortal, you must have lived for more than a million years, right?” Li Qingshan asked curiously.

“I have lived just over a million years in this lifetime,” Monk Fayin said softly.

“This lifetime…” Li Qingshan was stunned.

“Cultivators defy the heavens. Some can live a second life, some a third. Each life is extremely difficult, with exponentially increasing difficulty.”

“And I have lived four lives!” Monk Fayin raised his hand and said seriously.

“Four lives…” Li Qingshan gasped. If each life was counted as two million years, Monk Fayin had lived for eight million years.

No, he had just lived a million years in this life.

That would be seven million years.

An ancient being.

Li Qingshan looked at Monk Fayin in astonishment and asked, “Do you plan to live a fifth life?”

Monk Fayin shook his head and said, “The Supreme Path is about to reappear. I won’t live to see a fifth life.”

“The Supreme Path?” Li Qingshan asked, puzzled.