"Hoo~"
The heart began to beat strongly again.
Consciousness started to awaken.
Chen Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes.
"I'm awake?"
"Has the new great era arrived?"
"I never thought sleeping like this would be so simple..."
"It has indeed been a long time..."
Chen Jiuyang felt incredibly relaxed. Before his slumber, the entanglement of many karmic threads had always made him rush his actions.
The Yin-extreme luck, which flourished and then declined, had almost plunged him into mortal danger again.
Now, he felt that most of the karmic threads on his body had been smoothed out, and the Yin-extreme luck had completely vanished.
"How long have I slept?"
Chen Jiuyang was curious.
Getting up from the Divine Spring, he found the scabbard of the Yan Sheng Blade covered in dust.
Chen Jiuyang softly called out, "Yan Sheng."
"Blade Master." Yan Sheng's voice was very weak, as if on the verge of perishing.
Chen Jiuyang smiled gently, "You've suffered, old friend." He raised his hand and gripped the hilt, and a surge of power immediately began to nourish the Yan Sheng Blade.
"Rest well and be nourished for now."
Chen Jiuyang left the Divine Spring and his first priority was to check on his loved ones.
Returning to his home in Canlao Village.
His parents, Yao Zixuan, Lin Yuexian, Ji Lengyue, Qiu Yihan, Yun Jingbai, Qin Rouyu, Chen Yating, Chen Nianxuan, Chen Jile, Chen Xingran, Chen Han, Yao Deyun, Chen Biandao, Fang Bahua, Deng Zun, and others were still intact, wrapped in the Emperor's Flow Divine Nectar.
He breathed a shallow sigh of relief.
The Human King Sword 'Sun Moon', inserted in front of the door, remained as sharp and cold as ever.
Chen Jiuyang respectfully cupped his fists and bowed to 'Sun Moon', "Thank you for your hard work, senior."
The 'Sun Moon' sword vibrated gently, "It is nothing. I am a half-ancestor artifact, and there are still humans in the mortal world who worship me. It has no effect."
"Since you are awake, it is time to leave Canlao Village and see the mortal world. During your slumber, the human race in the mortal world has not had a good time. I am not entirely sure what happened."
Chen Jiuyang's expression flickered, "If there is no one in this era with whom I share karmic ties, I cannot be brought out of Canlao Village."
The 'Sun Moon' sword said, "Not quite. Generation after generation, humans have worshipped and sacrificed to me. I can share this power with you, and you will be able to move freely in the mortal world."
Chen Jiuyang's expression was astonished. At his level of cultivation, it was not easy to elicit a change in his expression.
The 'Sun Moon' sword continued, "Previously, there were too many enlightened beings here, so I could not transmit this information to you, fearing it would be intercepted."
Chen Jiuyang nodded slowly, "Alright. After I tour Canlao Village and check on the situation of Village Chief 'Eight Difficulties' and the others, I will head to the mortal world."
He arrived at the First Village. This ancient village, which Chen Jiuyang remembered as having many mortals, was now filled with tombstones, overgrown with weeds, and devoid of any living soul.
On the city wall, Village Chief 'Eight Difficulties', still appearing as a young girl, was drinking from a wine gourd. Seeing Chen Jiuyang arrive, she said, "Your strength has truly improved rapidly. You only woke up a few days after me."
Chen Jiuyang cupped his fists and bowed, "Greetings, old Village Chief."
"What are these tombstones?"
'Eight Difficulties' showed no change in her expression as she drank, saying, "These are the descendants of mortals born in Canlao Village. Their innate talents were all devoured by this method. Even the Emperor's Flow Divine Nectar could not seal them. After we fell into slumber, they would not fall into slumber, but simply experience birth, aging, sickness, and death. I have seen this many times."
"This time, there should also be some fools who have unfrozen their mortal descendants and are multiplying."
"Heh heh heh, don't you do that, or you'll truly be cutting off your roots."
"Go and do whatever you need to do."
This old Village Chief, who had lived for an unknown number of years, was not as calm in her heart as she appeared.
Seeing that the old Village Chief was safe and sound, Chen Jiuyang knew that Canlao Village had not changed.
After all, even the armless old Sword Emperor Qin Shujian, who could transform himself into a sword to blast open a corner of the immortal realm, treated the old Village Chief with courtesy.
Therefore, Chen Jiuyang could be at ease.
He walked through the mountains, rivers, and streams within Canlao Village. All were the bones of ancient primordial species, but he could sense that at the bottom of the river, there were some creatures in the form of eggs and ovules with signs of life, which would soon be born.
He glanced again at his slumbering loved ones and couldn't help but sigh softly, "In a little more time, I will be able to unseal you."
Then, holding the Human King Sword, he slowly walked towards the forbidden area of Canlao Village.
When he reached the edge of the forest and could see the outside world, he indeed felt no oppressive feeling from the mortal realm.
Having become the master of the Human King Sword by chance back then, he never expected such a benefit.
"After a great dream, how many years have passed in the world?"
Eight thousand eight hundred years ago, he was too hurried, with many matters weighing on his mind. Apart from keeping Yao Zixuan by his side, he had not properly resolved many karmic ties.
Now that he had awakened from his great dream, how many old acquaintances were still in the world?
His eyes were filled with a sense of age.
How much had this mortal world changed?
He would return to Qingzhu Town to see first.
Chen Jiuyang's figure flickered, and he vanished from the spot.
Hmm?
Chen Jiuyang could sense his Qingzhu Spiritual Domain, so he could instantly descend into it.
Before his eyes...
The Qingzhu River was still there.
But the entire town was no longer appropriate.
Looking around, there were dense modern skyscrapers and cement brick houses. The Qingzhu Spiritual Domain was more like a large city with a large population.
And the courtyard where he used to live had long been razed to the ground, replaced by a three-story cement building with the words "Museum" on it.
This...
Chen Jiuyang couldn't help but be stunned, "How is this possible..."
He had entered Canlao Village eight thousand eight hundred years ago.
And now, a new great era was about to begin.
At least tens of thousands of years had passed. Was China still using things from tens of thousands of years ago?
What had happened in between?
Just as he was about to spread his divine sense to inquire, he noticed that the Qingzhu Spiritual Domain, which was once as spiritually rich as liquid, could now only be described as 'barely rich'.
Besides him, who else could have devoured the spiritual energy of the Qingzhu Spiritual Domain?
He thought of the forty-eight marquises of Feng Province and the couple Yan Hongming and his wife.
Could it be them, or their descendants?
The mysterious Qingzhu Spiritual Immortal was no longer here either.
Chen Jiuyang stood in place, his expression momentarily dazed.
Judging by his eyes alone, most of them were low-level martial artists, with a very small number of immortal cultivators.
It seemed like universal martial arts and cultivation?
How long had it been since the last great era?
This seemed like an interesting era.
At this moment, the Human King Sword 'Sun Moon' transmitted a message, "There is a problem with the Guardian system. I need to go into slumber for a while. Sword Master, you need to accept the luck of this era."
"How do I accept the luck of this era?"
"Naturally, by interacting with people of this era and creating karma. If you don't want too much karma, then open a martial arts school and teach some basic fist and foot techniques."
Chen Jiuyang nodded slowly, "That would be good."
It was perfect, as he also wanted to understand the current China.