Chapter 295 - Chapter 295: Chapter 287: Mysterious Valley

Chapter 295: Chapter 287: Mysterious Valley

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“Perhaps there is some opportunity hidden in that valley. If there is, please feel free to take it for yourself.”

“I’ve only told you about this unusual place, so you don’t need to worry about someone else getting there first.”

“But if there’s nothing to be found, I’m afraid I can only apologize for making you take a trip in vain.”

As he spoke, Lin Cong took out a thin piece of paper from his storage bag and handed it to He Song.

He Song accepted the paper.

He lowered his head and looked at it.

A realization came over him.

On this thin piece of paper, there was a simple map drawn.

The destination marked on it was a valley located a hundred miles away from Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.

The topography and features around the valley were all depicted in detail, appearing vivid and lifelike.

He Song even saw many notes and drawings on the paper.

From the handwriting, they seemed to be Lin Cong’s various discoveries and frustrated observations made during his exploration.

After committing all the information on the map to memory, He Song nodded, then stowed the map away in his storage bag.

“This is a trivial matter. No potential opportunity can compare to the friendship between us.”

“Let’s not discuss this today. I’m just curious as to where you plan to take your group of people.”

“The cities in the mortal world that I’ve seen seem pretty good.”

He Song didn’t take Lin Cong’s cherished opportunity too seriously.

After all, it was nothing more than an unusual place discovered by a Qi Refining stage cultivator.

Whether there was an opportunity or not in the valley remained a question.

If it happened to be a hidden cave mansion of a Foundation Establishment Realm Master and he rashly ventured in, it might cause some trouble.

Or perhaps there was some hidden danger that had not been triggered yet.

Or maybe there was some other mystery in that valley.

Given He Song’s cautious nature, he wouldn’t explore such a place without absolute certainty.

Under such circumstances, He Song naturally lost interest in the records on the map.

Even though Lin Cong had investigated the area many times, each time coming up empty-handed but facing no danger,

He Song remained steadfast in his belief.

Such places, while possibly containing opportunities, might also harbor hidden dangers.

“I plan to take them further away.”

“Further away, the chances of encountering cultivators will be lower, and they’re less likely to bring disaster upon themselves.”

“Anyway, no matter how life treats them in the future, as long as someone is alive and has your Transmission Jade Slip, they’ll always have a chance to return here.” “But who knows how far they’ll be able to go in the Cultivation World.”

“Sigh. ‘

With a sigh, Lin Cong looked at He Song, a hint of wistfulness in his eyes.

He then bowed his hands and said,

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to see that day.”

“But you, my friend, may very well live to see it.”

“However, I wonder if by that time you’ll have aged like me.”

“Still… I can’t help but envy you for successfully breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, which grants you a lifespan of two hundred years.”

He Song could see envy in Lin Cong’s eyes as he looked at him.

After all, there was a limit to a person’s lifespan.

Just like Lin Cong.

Establishment Realm by using the Vein Protection Elixir when he was approaching sixty years old.

Unfortunately, Meng Guan succeeded through a desperate attempt, while Lin Cong ultimately failed, just missing the Foundation Establishment Realm.

In doing so, their paths took drastically different turns.

After Meng Guan successfully established his foundation, he joined the Thick Earth Sect, became one of its elders, and even brought He Song and Wei Fan into the sect together.

After Lin Cong’s failed attempt, he returned to the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion disillusioned, married and had children, and spent his remaining years in peace, until now.

After successfully establishing his foundation, Meng Guan extended his lifespan to two hundred years and has now reached the Late Foundation Establishment Stage, striving towards the Golden Core Path.

After failing to establish his foundation, the now over one hundred and ten-year-old Lin Cong only has a few years left to live and is already preparing for his eventual death.

One became a powerful Foundation Establishment Realm master with a greatly increased lifespan and high status,

while the other forever remained at the Qi Refining stage of Great Perfection, watching his lifespan slowly dwindle away.

A side-by-side comparison illustrated the tremendous impact the Foundation Establishment stage had on a person’s life.

Envy.

It was inevitable.

Claiming not to be envious would only be self-deception.

Amidst Lin Cong’s envious gaze, He Song’s expression remained unchanged, but he quietly sighed in his heart.

This matter had been settled decades ago.

Dwelling on it now was futile.

He Song quickly changed the subject and didn’t want to discuss it further with Lin Cong.

Instead, he asked about where Lin Cong and his family were planning to go.

According to Lin Cong,

he would soon be taking his family members to the mortal world, far away from Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.

In this way, he could maximize the protection of his descendants.

He Song naturally understood this and fully agreed with Lin Cong’s idea.

No matter what Lin Cong left behind for his descendants or what he would do for them before his death, He Song didn’t care.

The things Lin Cong did and left behind were no different from other cultivators.

There were many cultivators in the world, and even more who had descendants like Lin Cong.

Naturally, He Song didn’t hold out much hope for the descendants of Lin Cong’s line to step into the Cultivation World once again.

It was common for a family to end its bloodline in the mortal world.

Lin Cong must have known this.

As for He Song, he was only acquainted with Lin Cong, and this was just the first time he met his descendants.

Moreover, all of Lin Cong’s descendants were ordinary people, and none of them attracted He Song’s attention.

In this way, when He Song left and Lin Cong died, the fate of these people would have nothing to do with He Song anymore.

As for whether Lin Cong’s descendants would rise again with the help of the

Transmission Jade Slip given by He Song,

no one could predict the future.

Even He Song only wanted to give Lin Cong a bit of hope when giving the Transmission Jade Slip.

After saying goodbye to Lin Cong, he would hurry back to Heaven Power Immortal City and continue his seclusive cultivation, striving to break through to the Late Foundation Establishment Stage as soon as possible.

Lin Cong naturally understood all of this.

That was why he didn’t ask He Song to take care of his descendants.

After all, He Song was only acquainted with him, and was a stranger to his descendants.

A Foundation Establishment Master who could visit him before his death and give a gift that might enable his descendants to step on the path of immortality was already very kind.

Lin Cong would not even think about asking for more.

He was not a greedy person.

He had even told He Song about the hidden place that he had been searching for a long time without finding anything to repay He Song’s kindness.

Wasn’t that the purpose?

In the end, although Lin Cong was getting old, he still knew his limits.

He knew what could be done and what could not.

For the next few days, the two of them continued to sit and drink tea, but their conversation became more relaxed.

Just like decades ago when they drank happily in the Osmanthus Pavilion.

A few days later, when Lin Cong led his family out of the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion, He Song took the opportunity to say goodbye to him outside the Immortal Pavilion.

He Song was not worried about Lin Cong’s and his family’s whereabouts.

With Lin Cong’s current strength at the Qi Refining great perfection, he could not be threatened by anyone not only in the mortal world but also in the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.

Even though Lin Cong was getting old,

He Song hadn’t forgotten the origin of that strong aura he sensed when he first met Lin Cong.

Lin Cong was a loose cultivator, and to successfully cultivate to the Qi Refining great perfection, he must have fought his way through countless bloody battles.

A cultivator who emerged from countless bloody battles could instantly determine the winner if an ordinary cultivator dared to provoke him.

Perhaps Lin Cong’s hands would be stained with another life.

Rather than worrying about the safety of Lin Cong and his family, it’s better to worry about the safety of those who engaged in robbery cultivation.

With this thought in mind, after bidding farewell to Lin Cong, He Song moved, displayed the Mountain Wind Riding Skill, and left.

When he could no longer see the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion and the figures of Lin Cong and his family,

He Song stopped at a hidden corner.

He took out the map that Lin Cong had given him a few days ago from his storage bag.

There might be something unusual in the valley recorded on this map.

After several days of pondering, He Song finally decided to give it a try before leaving. Of course, it was just a try.

It was not realistic to expect He Song to risk his life to explore an area for an opportunity that might not even exist.

Because the valley recorded on the map was only more than a hundred miles away from the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion,

He Song started his action immediately after determining the location of the valley.

First, He Song covered his surroundings with divine sense and searched for a long time around the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.

Several days later, he finally found the existence of an evil cultivator by chance.

As He Song had been covering his surroundings with divine sense and continuously sensing the movements of the cultivators around him,

within the coverage of his divine sense, an area with a radius of seven or eight miles was completely under his observation.

Under the cover of divine sense, no one in this large area could escape He Song’s detection.

Of course, in order not to arouse the vigilance of others, He Song didn’t directly use his divine sense to detect, but used it to sense the surroundings and achieve the purpose of monitoring others.

According to He Song’s experience of living in the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion for a long time, there must be evil cultivators around the Immortal Pavilion.

And now, what He Song was looking for were evil cultivators.

After several days of searching, He Song finally found an evil cultivator today..