Above the Great Dao-Chapter 1442 - 670: Filing a Complaint (Part 2)

In his Sea of Consciousness, thunder was born, erasing all memories of the Sutra of Eternal Freedom.

Zhong Wuwang, supporting himself on his knees, almost collapsed, heaving heavy breaths, and glared fiercely at Chen Shi, "Chen! I'm not afraid of you, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist!"

Chen Shi smiled, went forward to help him up, and said, "I know you'll definitely give in someday, fearing you'll fall and become another Great Freedom Ming King. That's why I kindly advise you."

Zhong Wuwang snorted, pushed away his hand, "No need for your fake pleasantries!"

He straightened his back, his expression turning stern, "You also copied this scripture and gave it to the Great World Venerable. How can you be sure the Great World Venerable can resist?"

Chen Shi laughed, "I don't gamble on human nature."

Zhong Wuwang sneered, "Yet you still passed the Sutra of Eternal Freedom to the Great World Venerable. If he examines this cultivation technique, facing the tribulation, he'd inevitably attempt cultivation! Would you dare to kill the Great World Venerable? If not, you are just a cowardly rogue, afraid of the strong!"

Chen Shi smiled and said, "Does the Great World Venerable dare to cultivate the Sutra of Eternal Freedom I gave him?"

Zhong Wuwang was slightly startled.

At this moment, Venerable Ananda also arrived outside the Dapeng Mansion, inadvertently overhearing their conversation, and stopped in his tracks, leaning in to listen.

Chen Shi's laughter was heard, "The ancient scroll I presented, even the Great Freedom Ming King couldn't see any flaw. This scroll finished off the Great Freedom Ming King. How does the Great World Venerable know I didn't manipulate the scripture I gave him?"

Zhong Wuwang exclaimed, "Would you dare tamper with the scripture you handed to the Great World Venerable?"

Outside, cold sweat appeared on Venerable Ananda's forehead.

Chen Shi laughed, "Not dare. But does the Great World Venerable dare trust it?"

Zhong Wuwang exhaled a murky breath, "Even the Great Freedom Ming King thought you wouldn't tamper, yet he died."

Venerable Ananda had a dark expression, staying silent.

Chen Shi said, "Even if I don't tamper, the Great World Venerable wouldn't trust it. Moreover, I've tampered."

Venerable Ananda wished he could rush in now, grab Chen Shi and lift him into the air, demanding whether he really tampered or not?

"But how do you know, when I asked you and your master to find flaws in the cultivation technique, that I passed the true Sutra of Eternal Freedom to you?"

Chen Shi laughed, "How do you know I didn't tamper with it then?"

Outside the mansion, in the bird's nest on the Bodhi Divine Tree, the old monk Yun Cheng, who was meditating to sacrifice and refine the Flask of Yin and Yang Essence, stood up, eyes widened in surprised uncertainty.

The conversation between the two inside the mansion naturally didn't elude him. He was listening while refining treasures, not thinking much of it, but Chen Shi's words almost made his skin crawl.

Chen Shi continued, "Your master Yun Cheng acted very composed; he disdained cultivating this technique and certainly forgot it early on. In this, he is far wiser than you."

"Country bumpkin villain!" the old monk Yun Cheng cursed inwardly, hurriedly searching his Sea of Consciousness for memories of the Sutra of Eternal Freedom.

He indeed considered using this technique for tribulation crossing if ever encountering an insurmountable tribulation upon reaching Daluo.

Chen Shi's words directly extinguished such thoughts.

"This young man is remarkable; his ranking as number one on the Immortal Slaying List is far more valuable than mine!" Yun Cheng admired secretly.

Chen Shi's voice came through, "Furthermore, I see this cultivation technique as merely the lower volume, which was passed by its creator to disciples for harvest during tribulation crossing. While the master of the technique lives, how do you know they won't come to harvest you?"

Venerable Ananda, upon hearing this, completely abandoned the idea of forcing Chen Shi to write another copy of the Sutra of Eternal Freedom, and turned away.

In the bird's nest, the old monk also erased all memory of the technique and continued to honestly refine the Flask of Yin and Yang Essence.

Zhong Wuwang said, "But in your Sea of Consciousness, there remains a copy of the Sutra of Eternal Freedom. Can you guarantee you won't cultivate it facing tribulation?"

"No."

Chen Shi shook his head, "But my Harmonization Land in the Dark Sea's West Bull New Continent might not face any tribulation."

Zhong Wuwang remained silent for a while, then said, "You may have already been tainted by the Outer Dao. No, you are definitely tainted!"

Chen Shi laughed heartily, "Every expert researches the Outer Dao. So does the Great World Venerable. If Ling Mountain cannot overcome tribulation, the Great World Venerable might just use the power of the Dark Sea to counter the tribulation. Er Niu, farewell."

Zhong Wuwang saw him off, the two arriving outside the mansion.

Chen Shi clasped hands towards the bird's nest, "Dao Brother, Mr. Chen bids farewell."

The old monk Yun Cheng looked down, stood and returned the salute, "Forgive me for not escorting you. Daoist Chen, if I encounter difficulties with Yin Yang Qi in the future, I hope you won't hesitate to give guidance."

Chen Shi, with a solemn face, said, "Rest assured, Dao Brother, Mr. Chen ought to."

The old monk Yun Cheng sighed in relief.

Zhong Wuwang escorted Chen Shi out of Ling Mountain and arrived at the nearest Heavenly River Crossing.

Chen Shi said, "Part ways after sending a friend a thousand miles, Er Niu, you should go back, no need to see me off."

Zhong Wuwang asked, "King Li wants to kill you; even the Heavenly King and Laozi can't save you. Why return to the Heavenly Court?"

Chen Shi shook his head, "The Black Pot is still in the Heavenly Court, so I must return once."

Zhong Wuwang said, "King Li won't stop at one failed scheme; you'll survive this time but might not next time. Leaving the Heavenly Court early is the way to protect yourself."

Chen Shi stopped, turned around to look at Zhong Wuwang, "Er Niu, did you ascend to the Earth Immortal Realm for self-preservation?"

Zhong Wuwang laughed heartily, shaking his head, "True King, why say this? We are immortals, ascending to the Earth Immortal Realm is naturally in pursuit of freedom."

Chen Shi smiled, "I'm the same. If ascending leads to being trapped and unable to save my life, I might as well return to be the True King at home."

Zhong Wuwang was silent for a moment and reluctantly said, "Chen True King, you can still go back, but I can't anymore. In West Bull New Continent, besides you, only one disciple of mine is familiar; West Bull New Continent, I won't go back."

He turned to leave, his voice coming from afar.

"In the Earth Immortal Realm, there are many similar immortals like me. They've been away from home too long, and most people they knew are deceased. For them, home is no longer a place with familiar faces. They cannot return anymore."

He waved his hand, "Even if the Earth Immortal Realm's world is harsh, we must persevere and survive! Chen True King, until we meet again!"

Chen Shi waved back, boarded the Star Shuttle, and embarked on the path back to the Heavenly Court.

On the Star Shuttle, his mind was filled with thoughts.

He can still return; his roots in West Bull New Continent are intact.

In West Bull New Continent, he has parents, a wife, friends, and numerous acquaintances.

But most immortals in this world, like Zhong Wuwang, can no longer return. They are adrift in the Earth Immortal Realm, like rootless duckweed, relying on the shelter of large powers, being oppressed and exploited.

Neither the Immortal Court nor the Heavenly Court, nor even the Western Heaven, truly noticed these people.

They just consumed batch after batch of resources, knowing someone will ascend to replace the obsolescent immortals.

Looking at the flowing light outside the Star Shuttle, he remained silent.

After several days, the Star Shuttle arrived at the Heavenly River Crossing in the Heavenly Court, and Chen Shi disembarked, departing the crossing and passing through the Western Heaven Swing.

In the Western Heaven Swing, King Li returned injured but achieved great merit; he's a diligent person, and shortly after recuperating, he went back to oversee the army at the Western Heaven Swing, observing the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals drill.

"Has Chen Shi's primordial spirit been summoned?" At intervals, King Li would summon the Divine General to inquire.

"Has Chen Shi's primordial spirit been summoned yet?"

Frequently asking, the Divine General grew weary but dared not show anger, answering, "Heavenly King, not yet."

At such times, King Li would appear dispirited, languidly saying, "Then continue to shake the Soul Summoning Banner."

That day, King Li just asked the Divine General, who replied, "Heavenly King, not yet."

"Then continue to shake the Soul Summoning Banner," King Li said listlessly.

The Divine General acknowledged the command, and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped, staring directly behind King Li.

Perplexed, King Li turned, seemingly having seen a ghost, utterly astonished.

Only to see Chen Shi approaching from the Western Heaven Swing towards the Commanding Platform, holding a stick of incense, chanting.

"Dear mother, your Crown Prince is being bullied," King Li faintly heard Chen Shi's voice.