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The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 1383 - 1396: Evil King Chases His Wife (15)
At first glance, the beams of light absorbed into the body seem beneficial.
It’s true, but those energies slowly transform one’s body, gradually directing it toward that of an ordinary person, making it unable to accommodate Spiritual Energy.
Moreover, those energies deplete a large amount of Spiritual Energy from the world, like a shriveled sponge, rendering this realm barren and dry.
Demon beasts and demon plants with awakened Spiritual Wisdom slowly lose their intelligence, turning into ordinary animals and plants acting on instinct.
The Secret Realms vanish one by one into the world.
Nowadays, most people in the Cultivation World appear to be at the Qi Refinement first or second layer, and his master at the Qi Refining Tenth Layer can still earn a respectful nod as a senior when going out.
Xiao Ran knows that what troubles his master most is being born in the wrong era.
And also his resentment towards Su Li, the Witch.
But Xiao Ran always felt that his master’s extremist thoughts were wrong.
No matter how innocent he was, he knew that grand righteous arguments could be twisted to demand someone to selflessly sacrifice themselves.
Even ants strive to live; does that make them sinners just because they want to survive?
These thoughts have lingered in Xiao Ran’s heart, yet he dared not voice them.
His master wouldn’t be pleased to hear them.
Xiao Ran sighed, softly tapped on the door, and waited for an answer from inside before pushing it open and entering.
His master’s cultivation to the Qi Refining Tenth Layer was not accidental; it was due to persistence.
Since he was three years old, he has never stopped cultivating. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
In this regard, Xiao Ran admires him. He himself could not achieve such a thing.
His master, unable to sense the presence of Spiritual Energy, found that the Spiritual Energy he absorbed scattered quickly, yet his enthusiasm for cultivation only grew stronger.
But Xiao Ran feels his master is likely engaging in a futile effort.
The dispersal of Spiritual Energy in the world is accelerating; soon, even the last remnants of Spiritual Energy may vanish.
In any case, he cannot feel the presence of Spiritual Energy in the air; his scant cultivation has dwindled to almost nothing.
Such is the great trend of the Heavenly Dao, beyond human control.
Xiao Ran feels that sometimes people need to accept their fate.
He looked at his master, sitting silently, newly sprouted white hairs at the temples, pondering for a long time, biting his lip, hesitating, wanting to speak but then holding back.
"If you have something to say, just speak. Don’t twist and turn like that," his master huffed, still not looking up, "Speak, have you come up with some nonsense again?"
Xiao Ran shook his head quickly, mustered the courage of a hero facing death, and said, "You told me to speak; promise you won’t hit me or scold me."
Not waiting for his master to react, Xiao Ran closed his eyes and said resolutely, "Let’s move to the Mortal World to live."
"The last descendant of the Divine Calculation Sect, Little God Stick, returned yesterday from the Mortal World, enthusiastically telling me how great it is there. It’s perfect for living, and even without Spiritual Energy they can still fly and hide swiftly...it’s truly amazing."
Xiao Ran didn’t want to say that, his master always recites the glory of the Cultivation World—like Sword Flight, Traveling thousands of miles in one breath, Sweeping Dust Technique... a single spell would resolve all issues. Anyway, he hadn’t seen it; it was all from his master’s words.
All he knows is that their current lifestyle is indeed too poor.
Cooking and boiling water require chopping firewood and fetching water; going out to buy groceries means climbing mountains and walking paths, the muddy mountain road is hard to navigate.
Summer is unbearably hot, winter brings worrying cold; to learn news from the outside, one has to go to town to buy a Cultivation Newspaper.
It’s said that a hundred years ago, cultivators used Magic Artifacts to communicate, relaying messages unmarred across vast distances.
Unfortunately, now with Spiritual Energy scarce, activating communication Magic Artifacts is impossible.
Life is hard...
Since hearing Little God Stick’s experiences in the Mortal World, Xiao Ran feels his life has been too difficult.
Little God Stick says that ordinary people in the Mortal World, without cultivation, can send messages across distances.
Furthermore, they have cooling devices in summer, heating in winter, and the buildings are tall and grand, roads filled with various strange vehicles, moving swiftly.
Thinking about it makes Xiao Ran realize the happiness of people in the Mortal World is many times greater than theirs.
This time, Little God Stick returned ready to pack up, completely settling in the Mortal World and never coming back.
It’s said not only Little God Stick plans this, others sects move even quicker, having already moved their entire sect there.
Only his master remains, stubbornly resisting the Mortal World like ants.
Saying these words, Xiao Ran braces for reproach and scolding.
He closes his eyes, puffs up his chest, waiting long for an answer.
With faint doubt, Xiao Ran opens his eyes, seeing his master’s shoulders slumped, sighing quietly.
Could it be the old man was too deeply stirred?
Thinking about it, Xiao Ran perceives that perhaps such difficult, austere days aren’t too bad.
"Since you wish it, then let’s move over there."
Xiao Ran didn’t expect his master to be so agreeable this time.
The child’s thoughts are fully displayed on his face.
"My cultivation has dwindled again; when I thoroughly become an ordinary person, I’ll join you, just two or three months away."
Xiao Ran was shocked, alarmed and cried out with concern, "Master...."
"Indeed, Xiao Ran should live a better life."
"Master...." Tears streamed down Xiao Ran’s face, "Otherwise, we shouldn’t leave."
In less than two or three months, the Cultivation World became a place devoid of Spiritual Energy, and the barrier between the Mortal World and Cultivation World dissolved.
Thus, the once tranquil Cultivation World welcomed lively teams of pioneers.
Finally, Xiao Ran witnessed the extraordinary power possessed by mortals.
Without Spiritual Energy, relying solely on intellect, mortals were nonetheless extraordinary.
The Shen Zhou Continent, vast and boundless, was rapidly transformed by those ordinary people.
Towering skyscrapers rooted themselves in the Shen Zhou Continent, various peculiar objects enriched people’s lives and entertainment.
All are products of mortal wisdom.
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Extra (1)
Far off in the Upper Realm, Jiang Chao Ancestor of the Beast Taming Sect, long since ascended, suddenly felt a wave of unease during meditation.
Squinting slightly, he attuned himself and recognized that when he ascended years ago, he left a treasured artifact in the sect as its guardian.
Just now, all the unease was due to the telepathic connection with the Artifact Spirit, sensing its plea for help.
Now, Jiang Chao Ancestor couldn’t sit still, abruptly standing up.
Yet, no matter his calculations, he couldn’t discern what had gone awry in the sect.
Soon, his heart clenched sharply, and the Artifact Spirit could no longer be contacted; Jiang Chao’s premonitions grew worse.
However, the conduit between the Upper Realm and Lower Realm is severed; repairing the Ascension Ladder is no simple task.







