Chapter 22: Chapter 22: The Subtle Scent of Jasmine_1

A flower blooms at both ends, each expressing a branch.

While Mao Ruxue was hiding under her blanket, praying to the gods and Buddha for protection, Chen Chang’an was also cultivating.

The Great Wheel Demon-Banishing Spell, a cultivation technique that reaches seven realms.

In the distant past, this was the Divine Skill cultivated by an incredibly powerful Great Buddha of the Netherworld when he entered the Demon Path with his Buddha body.

With this Divine Skill, the Great Netherworld Buddha used to run rampant and fearless in that era, daring to be the enemy of the world!

Alone, he could keep the Netherworld Sea at bay, and no one dared to come out of the Blood Sea of the Netherworld.

This now means that Chen Chang’an’s body has been imbued with yet another cultivation technique that reaches as deep as seven realms!

"Not bad."

Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Chang’an nodded his head.

He was very satisfied with this gain.

A Southern Sea Purple Lotus in exchange for a cultivation technique that advanced to the seventh realm — There’s nothing to be unsatisfied about this.

It was just a pity that it couldn’t be duplicated.

After running the Great Wheel Demon-Banishing Spell several times, Chen Chang’an finally stopped cultivating.

"Alright, that’s enough for today. We’ll deal with the rest tomorrow."

After finishing his cultivation, Chen Chang’an was preparing to sleep.

To sleep early and rise early has always been his habit these years.

The night passed without a word.

Early the next day, as soon as Chen Chang’an woke up, he saw Mao Ruxue standing at his door, with two big panda-like eyes.

"Hmm? Junior Sister, what happened to you?"

It was indeed rare to see Mao Ruxue looking like this.

"Wuuwuu, Brother, last night’s weather was so scary."

"I was so frightened."

The moment she saw Chen Chang’an, tears of hurt started streaming down Mao Ruxue’s face.

Who could understand the helplessness she felt last night!

Thunderstorms, so scary you know?

Then, Mao Ruxue asked:

"Brother, can I also move in and live with you in the library from now on?"

Last night’s weather?

Upon hearing Mao Ruxue, Chen Chang’an seemed to understand something.

It seems like she must have been influenced by him last night.

Immediately, Chen Chang’an felt a little guilty.

After hearing what Mao Ruxue said, he touched his nose and acted as if nothing had happened.

"Of course, Junior Sister, if you are scared alone you can move in with me."

"But, are you sure you really want to?"

Saying this, Chen Chang’an pointed towards the inside of the library.

There was nothing inside but books, and the only vacant room has been lived in by Chen Chang’an for ten years.

"No, I’d rather not."

Seeing where Chen Chang’an was pointing, Mao Ruxue immediately shook her head.

She was just saying, if she really had to move in, she would not agree at all.

The atmosphere of the library in the Dao Mountain was almost like a confinement room, she feels she might go mad if she were to stay there.

However, this incident served as a wake-up call for Chen Chang’an.

The five formations he had set before might not be enough, he would have to find time to put up a few more.

"Brother, I have a question that I’m quite curious about."

Mao Ruxue suddenly asked.

"What question? Go ahead."

Chen Chang’an nodded, picked up the tea at his side and took a sip.

"All these years, have you been doing...that...with your hand?"

"Pff~!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Chang’an directly spat out the tea in his mouth.

"Hey girl, it’s not right to blurt out such stuff."

"I did not blurt it out!"

Mao Ruxue shook her head and said,

"Brother, stop making excuses, I have smelled it."

"A faint, poor-quality jasmine fragrance."

Mao Ruxue was not just talking nonsense.

Just as she entered the courtyard, she smelled it,

In some rooms of the library today, there was a scent similar to poor-quality jasmine fragrance.

This scent, although she had not seen it before, she had heard of it.

Poor-quality jasmine.

After finishing, Mao Ruxue blinked her big eyes and chuckled,

"Brother, don’t be shy, it’s not a big deal."

"My mother even told me to use my hand if necessary."

"Although what you’re doing is a bit excessive, you’re a man, and I understand."

Chen Chang’an: "..........."

Suddenly, he felt a bit regretful about taking this girl under his wing.

She’s smart and capable, no doubt.

But what the hell is going on in that head of hers?

And her mother told her to use her hands when necessary. What the hell is that about?

This girl really can say anything!

"You cheeky girl, what the hell have you been blabbing about all day?"

Chen Chang’an irritably prodded Mao Ruxue’s head.

By now, he’d finally realized that the little junior sister he’d taken in had an extremely open-minded way of thinking.

But she could do without these baseless assumptions.

"Turn your head and look over there, isn’t there a jasmine garden?"

Having scolded Mao Ruxue, Chen Chang’an signaled for her to look towards a place outside the courtyard.

Over there, a dazzling array of jasmine flowers were blooming across the entire yard.

Some were stunning, while others were of poor quality.

The scent of the lesser quality jasmine flowers was emanating from there.

"Oh, Elder Brother, I realize my mistake."

Mao Ruxue finally understood her misunderstanding after seeing the garden.

"But, Elder Brother, you’ve never really used your hands, have you?"

"Pfft!"

Chen Chang’an once again choked on his tea. They couldn’t carry this conversation any further!

"Junior sister, let’s get back to the point. Why did you come looking for me so early in the morning?"

"Did you encounter any problems in your cultivation?"

Chen Chang’an decided to change the topic, fearing this girl would joke him to death!

Hearing Chen Chang’an’s words, Mao Ruxue suddenly remembered her reason for her visit:

"Oh, right, Elder Brother, now that you’ve mentioned it, I remember. I came to ask you something."

"Elder Brother, the manuscript you gave me yesterday has been incredibly useful. Does it contain some powerful Divine Skills?"

"You mean the commentary on ’The True Understanding of the Primordial Spirit’?"

Chen Chang’an asked, then continued:

"I don’t know if it contains any powerful Divine Skills; it’s what Old Man Yang gave me before he died."

"He told me that the cultivation technique is our precious heritage from one of Daozang Mountain’s ancestors. It’s very helpful in cultivation, so he wanted me to pass it along."

"Since you’ve just joined us and I didn’t have any good gifts for you, I decided to give it to you."

What Chen Chang’an said was true.

The manuscript of ’The True Understanding of the Primordial Spirit’ was given to him by his master, Yang Han, before his death, with hopes for its continuation.

As for whether it is the legacy left by Daozang Mountain’s ancient ancestor, Chen Chang’an had made this up.

Because, in fact, this cultivation technique is just one of the unremarkable techniques from Tianshui Sect.

All disciples can learn it.

Chen Chang’an had also studied ’The True Understanding of the Primordial Spirit.’

Indeed, it can be considered a good cultivation technique, and it’s also full of annotations.

Unfortunately, it’s useless for him.

Lately, in order to make it more interesting,

He slightly modified it while transcribing, adding some of his own understanding along with something from his previous existence—the elementary school radio calisthenics, and "Radiant Colors," into it!

He had slightly altered the way to cultivate this technique.

He didn’t know if the modified technique had any effect,

But Chen Chang’an can guarantee.

After one set of "Radiant Colors", it could definitely improve physical fitness. This was absolutely true!

It was personally tested and proven effective!

Hadn’t his body been in great shape despite his long-term immobility for over ten years?

Even the loss of a kidney could not affect him. He could still live for another fifty years!

So it was called ’The True Understanding of the Primordial Spirit’?’

"Oh, I see."

Listening to Chen Chang’an, Mao Ruxue’s doubts were immediately cleared.

She thought so! How could an uncultivated person like her elder brother annotate such a powerful cultivation method? So that’s how it is.

This was not "Divine Descent of the Holy Spirit," but a quite ordinary "True Understanding of the Primordial Spirit."

However, even though her doubts were resolved,

Mao Ruxue still felt that something was off.

But she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong.

"By the way, Elder Brother, I noticed that you’ve cleaned up the house when we were eating. Are you planning to leave the mountain?"

Mao Ruxue suddenly noticed the immaculate state of the room behind Chen Chang’an and curiously asked.

"Hmm, I’ve had some inspiration recently and I feel like going off the mountain for a bit."

Chen Chang’an nodded.

Truth be told, he wasn’t intending to go for a mere stroll, but was actually planning to attend the ’Centenary Gathering’ mentioned by Black Impermanence earlier.

The ’Centenary Gathering’ of the Heavenly Dao Sea can be considered the most high-end event in Wuxiang realm.

As Emperor Song, it’s necessary for him to attend!

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