Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

Chapter 642: Chapter 483: Ascended, Qiluo_2

"Ahem, these young people nowadays...." Finally, a True Monarch from the Immortal Ascension Sacred Lands couldn’t withstand it anymore. While exchanging words with another True Monarch beside him, he reminded: "Qiluo, since we are venturing out together to hunt for treasure, we must collaborate sincerely. Otherwise, once we leave the Celestial Profound Realm and are without the Sect’s protection, individual power will ultimately be unable to prevail against the ever-looming threats from all sides."

"Ci Lake, you are absolutely right."

"Necessary caution is essential, but do not be excessive. If a fellow cultivator falls into danger, you must help when needed. Otherwise, what is the point of this alliance? Don’t you agree with me?"

"Brother, your words are wise, Qiluo has learned much."

"Alright then, let’s proceed with this approach during this venture into the Cosmic World."

"I shall adhere to Brother’s instructions."

Having said this, the female cultivator named Qiluo glanced subtly at Chen Zhixing, who was conversing quietly with Bai Yu nearby, her smiling eyes full of meaning.

Chen Zhixing: "..."

Had he seen it correctly, this Qiluo intended to bed him!

The intent was so blatant; it was no longer a hint but a glaring declaration!

In contrast, Bai Yu, who also realized this, turned her head and glared back as though her territory had been violated like a lioness.

"Qiluo, I remember you have already bonded as a dao companion with Chang Ge within the sect, right? How is it that this time Chang Ge was actually okay with letting you venture into the Cosmic World alone, without accompanying you?"

"Bai Yu, your memory indeed fails! I became dao companions with Master Chang Ge three hundred years ago, and we separated in the Ancestral Hall two hundred and sixty years ago, and now Master Chang Ge no longer shields Qiluo."

Separated in the Ancestral Hall.

Well then, this Qiluo True Monarch is a divorced lady.

Sounds even more alluring!

Chen Zhixing’s thoughts drifted, though only in drift.

If he had to, like Bai Yu, divide a portion of his Tao Practice to Qiluo, this is simply an impossible scenario.

Of course, leveraging this ambiguous relationship to garner some benefits might still be feasible.

Uh....maybe?

Watching Bai Yu spar with words against Qiluo, Chen Zhixing suddenly felt this possibility became even less likely.

...

Don’t think just because a Longevity True Monarch isn’t human anymore.

Even though that is true, they need to maintain abundant humanity to withstand the lengthy passage of time’s erosion on themselves. For most Longevity True Monarchs, their ’humanity’ may even surpass ordinary humans abundantly.

Perhaps during the years of great disaster, you could see mortals dumping newborn babies into ditches. Even after performing such acts, they continue to live numb as though nothing happened.

But for these Longevity True Monarchs, not only their own children, even if an acquaintance passes, they would grieve for a considerable time, and often do many things that normal people might find incomprehensible.

Among these, the most interesting example is this Qiluo True Monarch from the Immortal Ascension Sacred Lands.

She was taken in by the Immortal Ascension Sacred Lands since childhood, and through the sect’s support, practiced all the way to the Longevity Realm as a model for female cultivators, but such a pitifully born female cultivator’s cultivation path naturally wasn’t smooth sailing.

For seventeen hundred years, she had married eight times!

Except for the last one, Chang Ge True Monarch from the Immortal Ascension Sacred Lands, the other seven were loved ones who supported her before she attained Longevity, and they have all since passed away.

Perhaps Qiluo’s ability to cultivate to her current level somewhat borrowed from the remnants of her preceding husbands’ legacies, but it is quite remarkable that this female Longevity True Monarch within the Immortal Ascension Sacred Lands built tombs for all her six husbands, and the six tombs are side by side. During festivals or whenever she feels moved, Qiluo would also visit the grave only to pour her heart out to her departed husbands.....

Only to say.....

There was indeed a reason why Chang Ge True Monarch separated from her!

Of course, this characteristic of hers should not become a fault of Qiluo, only saying that her pastime cannot be accepted by most people.

But from a cultivator’s perspective, Qiluo’s mentality is what many Longevity Realm colleagues greatly envy.

Because Qiluo’s humanity is maintained well, exceptionally well indeed.

Discussing with Longevity cultivators of her age, at two thousand, such cultivators often lose interest in exploring the unknown and only want to live within the bounds of what they know, repeating an already wearying, unchanged daily routine.

Their relatives have long passed.

Their friends also died amidst time.

Among familiar ones, except for a few rare colleagues, others are like stalks in a wheat field, one batch withering after another.

A Longevity True Monarch in this stage, though appearing ’normal enough’ when interacting with others, truly knows themselves; they are completely rotten.

Like clay figures, or like fleshly machines.

Handling all matters, only picking analogous cases from past experiences, then processing according to those cases, but if one day they encounter something never faced before, they may either ’lag’ for a moment before angrily killing the ones who caused their issue, or they’ll bypass the issue, acting as though nothing happened.

In one of Qiluo’s graveyard chats with her former husbands, she described Chang Ge True Monarch as a person frozen in time past, and marrying him turned her life into a daily numb and repetitive existence, sparking a fear within her because she didn’t know whether with her lived a living person or merely a familiar yet hollow shell.

More terrifying to Qiluo was another question buried deeply in her heart.

This True Monarch long lost to himself still becomes the Golden Life she once revered after falling to the Spirit Realm.

So, what truly defines Golden Life?

Is he still ’him’?

Similarly terrifying for Qiluo, she dreads one day becoming a shape just like that, so she started to find ways to nurture her humanity.

For instance, this adventure into the Cosmic World.

Indeed.

For Qiluo, the importance of what treasures this exploration of the Ancient God Realm might yield is secondary; what truly entices her instead is the journey itself, for she feels this process can become another anchor for her invaluable humanity.

In comparison, Qiluo genuinely envies Bai Yu.

Being able to have encountered an ’interesting apprentice’ during the millennia transition when relatives and friends begin to decay, and this apprentice has now attained Longevity, capable of accompanying her through future long ages, preserving part of her humanity.

Someone capable of quarreling, even at times prompting her to blush, a feeling supposedly alien to those in the Longevity Realm.

As for Qiluo herself.

Though she too had gone through many rebirths, every time the people she met, let alone attaining Longevity, even reaching Nirvana Realm which holds millennial longevity, posed quite an insurmountable barrier, teasingly keeping at arm’s length. No matter how well they got along previously, upon uncovering her real identity, it quickly represented a distancing from her.

Indeed, how could small Divine Travel, True Martial Realm cultivators dare, or be able to become good friends with a True Monarch of Longevity Realm?

Even though Qiluo is willing to satisfy their demands time and time again, this distance born of differing realms remains inevitable.

And this, in itself, is also a form of humanity.

"Humanity, ah...."

Before the Void Rift, Qiluo took one last look at the Celestial Profound Realm behind her, then softly chuckled as she stepped into the Star Sect.

"Fellow daoists, Qiluo first explores the other side; please don’t keep Qiluo waiting for long."

Meanwhile.

The Cosmic World.

Another sound of a female’s melodious voice, akin to a oriole, echoed within the Nine-Ring Heaven and Earth.

"Compared to siphoning the essence from this barely sustained world, I rather hope to witness its demise firsthand. After all, compared to the eternal flaw, the moment of life’s destruction is the most beautiful eternity."