Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

Chapter 786 555: Living Dead_2

"It's not like that, you know. Before you were discovered by the Celestial Saint Palace, I already knew you would come. I just never thought that the you who came to see me would look so... well, so adorably cute."

As she said this, Mo Qingyue reached out, intending to give Chen Zhixing's cheek a little pinch.

Interestingly, this time Chen Zhixing didn't dodge, and he endured it while Mo Qingyue managed to pinch him.

This made Mo Qingyue even more surprised, and then she looked at him with a playful smile and said:

"Oh Zhixing, it's said that nothing happens for no reason at the Sanbao Hall. What is it that you're asking of me this time, sister?"

"Uhmm...." Little Chen Zhixing blushed at her words, remembering that whenever he came to the Celestial Saint Palace to see Mo Qingyue, it was indeed because he had a request.

The younger he was, the thinner his skin!

Obviously, if it were his main body, he could brush it off with a casual word, but this little Chen Zhixing turned red, showing a great deal of embarrassment.

Then.

"No, Sister Qingyue, it was your master, Mo Zhen True Monarch, who said you missed me, so I came to see you after hearing that."

"Ha, does that mean if my master hadn't said anything, you wouldn't have come to see me?"

".... Sister Qingyue!" Little Chen Zhixing had a pleading look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Mo Qingyue chuckled lightly and didn't tease him further, though she found this Chen Zhixing very fun to tease.

Then, with a joking tone, Mo Qingyue said something with a hint of sincerity.

"Oh, by the way, you've met my master. I heard from him that he's planning to 'sell' me to you in exchange for some Innate Life Extension Pills to extend his life. I wonder if you've agreed to this deal or not?"

"What?" Little Chen Zhixing's mouth dropped open; can such words even be said?

"What do you mean by 'what'?" Mo Qingyue frowned, "Did you agree or not? Give me a straightforward answer. This kind of thing is just a formality for you and me. I don't mind, so why are you so shy?"

"No... no, I didn't?"

Instinctively, the little Chen Zhixing wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, then with somewhat guilty wide eyes, he said, "Sister Qingyue, I'm still a kid. You can't lay your hands on me!"

"Hmm?" Mo Qingyue glared at him, "In the Celestial Profound Realm, when have marriage matters ever cared about age differences? Never mind being over eighty years apart, I've even seen newborns promised to those hundreds or thousands of years old!"

"Ah! Right!"

It seemed like the expression on Mo Qingyue's face frightened him. Little Chen Zhixing hastily changed the subject, "Sister Qingyue, speaking of which, considering your face, I'm obviously going to give your master the life-extending pill he wants. But you must also see... given his condition, would taking the pill make any difference to him?"

While saying this, Chen Zhixing theatrically wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as if truly frightened by Mo Qingyue.

And before Mo Qingyue could respond, his hand suddenly reached into his chest, and to her astonishment, he pulled out a wooden box containing a pill from where his heart should be and stuffed it into Mo Qingyue's hand.

"Here, I'm giving you the life-extending pill now. It's not that I'm stingy and don't want to give it. I'm just talking normally!"

"..."

Mo Qingyue was speechless, thinking that if he were truly normal, he wouldn't say such things!

Thinking this to herself, Mo Qingyue blushed a bit, pretended to carelessly put away the pill in her hand, and didn't ask about the effect of the pill from Chen Zhixing, directly stating:

"Hmm, my master Mo Zhen is already dead. When he took me as his disciple, the elders back home had already told me about this, and from the definition of our Celestial Saint Palace, Longevity True Monarch Mo Zhen died fifteen hundred years ago."

"I knew something was off when I first saw him, as if a talking dead man appeared before me." Little Chen Zhixing's face showed some fright, then he angrily glared at Mo Qingyue in front of him, "You all know he's already gone, so why does your Celestial Saint Palace still let him out to scare people!"

"You know, I know, and a lot of knowledgeable people know, but my master himself doesn't know, and neither do most people in the world." Saying this, Mo Qingyue seemed amused, detaching from her previous shyness, and explained to little Chen Zhixing, "The world at large doesn't think my master is dead. Even he doesn't think so. During this time, he took six disciples, including me. How can anyone say he's dead?"

"So, you even exploit the dead?" Little Chen Zhixing asked, mouth agape.

"Don't be surprised; if you and I ever face such a day, we'll also be used by our descendants in the same way."

Mo Qingyue didn't see anything wrong with this.

Is Mo Zhen dead?

Dead indeed.

All humanity lost, True Spirit entered the Spirit Realm. The Mo Zhen who now stands before people is merely a shell with Mo Zhen's memory, Tao Practice, and appearance. Although it seems no different from normal folks, spending time with him will reveal various inconsistencies.

To put it this way, ordinary people might not understand.

Alright, using another analogy, Mo Zhen without the True Spirit is akin to a super robot with the powerful processing capabilities and insights of the Longevity Realm. Perhaps he can maintain behavior similar to a normal person, but comparing the two reveals a substantial gap.

No learning ability, confronted with matters, only able to analyze and handle things based on past accumulated experiences, and when encountering some unforeseen events, he might even stall, instinctively ignoring these matters to continue following his own logic.

Without the True Spirit, Mo Zhen will forever linger in the past with absolutely no future.

Of course, considering the massive memory and cognitive processing speed of a Longevity Realm True Monarch, to most ordinary people, this sort of 'death' is no different from being alive.

So, fourteen hundred years after Mo Zhen's death, he could still take Mo Qingyue as his disciple.

So, fifteen hundred years after his death, he could still visit Chen Zhixing to propose marriage for his disciple, Mo Qingyue.

Furthermore, he knew how to seek benefits for himself, wanting to consume life-extending pills to extend his own life, completely unaware that he was already a dead man.

This condition is quite common in the Three Great Sacred Lands. Among those elders who have been in seclusion for years, over eighty percent are in this half-dead state.

After all, maintaining humanity is a task far more challenging than cultivation. Compared to these cultivators who can't even enter the Fourth Order of Longevity, hoping to retain their humanity at four or five thousand years old is an inherently impossible task!

Of course, in reality, this state of being a "living dead" is a blessing for the Three Great Sacred Lands and even for the entire Sister Tianxuan.

Being already dead and lacking innovative capability ensures they operate according to past logic without ever harboring ambitions or desires. There's no worry about them developing anything like 'drive' or 'ambition.'

Generally, they would be thrown into back corners for seclusion until their strength is needed, at which point they'd be 'awakened' to help out.

For tasks like 'rear-guard' or 'sacrifice,' entrusting them to these living dead, they would exert every effort to complete them. With no fear of death, due to their long-standing state, their cognitive logic makes the most basic judgments.

To die for the Sect is utterly natural in their logic.

So.

A group extremely efficient and powerful with resource consumption only a fifth that of a typical cultivator's. Who could bear to dispose of them outright rather than continue their employment?

No matter the stance, it's utterly impractical.....