Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

Chapter 788 788: 556: The Celestial Saint Who Longs for Death_2

This time, a 'Spirit Storage Box' crafted from the trunks of the World Tree of the Cosmic Realm was brought into existence by him from nothing.

Immediately, Little Chen Zhixing's body, which had become seventy percent ethereal, was struggling somewhat as he held the wooden box to the middle-aged man in front of him:

"Senior Celestial Saint, Senior Yimiao and Senior Huayu asked me to deliver the Longevity Pill to Qin Yi of your sect. At this moment, it should already be on its way back. This is a treasure I personally found in the Cosmic Realm, which should help with your condition, and I respectfully ask you to accept it."

"Is it also a Life-extending Pill?"

The Celestial Saint recognized the contents of the wooden box at a glance, but he did not reach out to receive it. Instead, he cheerfully extended his hand to pat Little Chen Zhixing's head: "Chen Zhixing, right? Hahaha, longevity is enough for me. In fact, I've lived long enough. If Huayu had agreed to take my place, my body should have been buried in the Sea Eye of the South Sea twelve hundred years ago. Unfortunately, he wasn't willing."

As Little Chen Zhixing was patted on the head: "???"

"Ten thousand years is already enough for me to wait until the day you grow up to take my place."

Chen Zhixing: "!!!"

This time, Little Chen Zhixing was truly astonished. When had he ever agreed to take the Celestial Saint's place?

The Celestial Profound Realm, this broken place – even dogs wouldn't want to stay here!

Why did this old man think Chen Zhixing would be willing to stay!

He quickly escaped the Celestial Saint's grasp, and without caring much, casually tossed the freshly condensed longevity giant medicine onto the table, then directly hid behind Mo Qingyue: "Senior Celestial, you are overthinking. I do not intend to remain in the Celestial Profound Realm for long, and perhaps I will soon leave it as well. So you should find someone else to take your place!"

Little Chen Zhixing swore to the heavens that he was serious this time.

However, he underestimated the protagonist, and even more underestimated the Celestial Saint before him.

After listening to his words, the Celestial Saint simply smiled at him, his gaze kindly.

After staring at him for about ten seconds, the Celestial Saint finally spoke:

"I didn't intend to keep you. I just hope you would leave a few Thought Incarnations in the Celestial Profound Realm. With your Great Divine Techniques of Thought-Born Genesis, coupled with the reinforcement of the Celestial Profound Realm's laws, you should be able to leave behind enough Dharma Bodies to take my place upon your departure. That is already sufficient."

"Huh?" Little Chen Zhixing popped his head out from behind Mo Qingyue's tight body: "Thought Incarnation, like what you are now?"

"Indeed." The smile on the Celestial Saint's face remained. His current status was virtually equivalent to the Thought Incarnation of a Five Elements Taoist Lord, but due to existing for too long, combined with a portion of the Celestial Profound Realm's Human Tao consciousness and World Consciousness erosion, the remaining consciousness in this shell had long been eroded clean, now he could be said to have the mentality of the former Celestial Saint, but in essence is a monster with Heavenly Dao and Human Tao mixed together.

And the persistence that remains within his body after his thoughts were devoured clean is: death!

Yet he cannot achieve it!!!

The Heavenly Dao doesn't permit it! The Human Tao doesn't permit it!

The Heavenly Dao requires a strong enough vessel to guard the Celestial Profound Realm, and the Human Tao also similarly needs a strong enough carrier to inherit the Celestial Saint's legacy!

Thus, there is the Celestial Saint who, though knowing he is already dead, still cannot find release, a monster that has persisted in the world for fifty thousand years.

Indeed.

Theoretically, when a True Spirit enters the Spirit Realm and the living dead are enlightened to their truth of having died, if they have the will to die, they will directly embrace true death.

Of course, if their remaining thoughts do not wish to die, they may continue to live in a state as living dead until they naturally exhaust their lifespan.

The Celestial Saint's status is the former!

But he cannot die.

And because of his current state, with the empowerment of the Heavenly Dao and Human Dao and his main body still infusing him with a part of the Five Elements Dao's essence in the Spirit Realm, it created the current Celestial Saint, who has been dead for fifty thousand years but can still think and act like a living person—a monster.

Or perhaps a Guardian?

He doesn't mind either of these labels.

Similarly, he doesn't mind being exposed as a dead man, having been told he is an old undead thing, just like Chen Zhixing did earlier.

After all, he really is dead.

But he can't die....

Even more so, two thousand years ago, when the Wuyou Immortal Tomb just landed in the Celestial Profound, for the sake of escaping this state, the Celestial Saint genuinely planned to drag out the immortal corpse from the tomb and lie inside himself, thereby ending this half-dead life!

Indeed, back at the Wuyou Immortal Tomb, it wasn't that he was unaware of the dangers of the immortal corpse in the tomb; he just intended to die!

Yet....he didn't die.

Even if tainted with the immortal corpse's Corpse Evil Death Qi, Celestial Saint couldn't entirely die!

However, this also resulted in Celestial Saint's current weakened status.

Upon realizing this, Wang Chuan, one of the foundations of the Celestial Saint Palace, chose to guard the Wuyou Immortal Tomb. In part to manage the terrifying overflow from the tomb, and in another part to prevent the Celestial Saint from seeking death at the Wuyou Immortal Tomb again....

To this, the Celestial Saint also felt very helpless.

Having failed to die once, he no longer plans to attempt dying. In the Celestial Saint's eyes, Wang Chuan's actions are unnecessary.

The Celestial Saint's state is bizarre; although a part of him wishes to die, another part occupied by the Heavenly Dao and Human Dao makes him want to continue living.

Overall, it is about being indifferent to life and death, trying opportunities to die when they appear, but if failing, so be it.

The Celestial Saint isn't overly concerned.

Of course, compared to the residue of human nature like dying, choosing a successor is a unified obsession among the Heavenly Dao, Human Dao, Five Elements Taoist Lord, and even the remnants within this shell.

Initially, they favored Huayu, but Huayu did not comply.

Now they favor Chen Zhixing, but Chen Zhixing seems unwilling as well.

However, compared to Huayu, the Celestial Saint feels Chen Zhixing is negotiable.

After all, possessing Great Divine Techniques like Thought-Born Genesis, dividing a few thoughts to take his place is entirely a trivial matter for Chen Zhixing.

As for the thoughts being too weak to safeguard the Celestial Profound Realm?

The Celestial Saint expressed there is no need to worry about this.

As long as the framework of the origin is intact, once they succeed him, their power will amplify in an incredible manner.

Whether favored by the Heavenly Dao or inclined by the Human Tao, coupled with the backflow of the path they cultivate, will allow the strength of these Thought Incarnations to expand to the world's top in a very short time, just like the Celestial Saint himself.

An Eleventh Order of existence in the world, still holding the Celestial Saint Palace, invincible across the realm!

Even in these years, continuously dividing power to nurture the next generation in the Celestial Saint Palace, his overall strength remains in growth.

The only setback the Celestial Saint suffered over these years was the Corpse Evil from the immortal corpse in the Wuyou Immortal Tomb!

The Corpse Evil erosion dropped his rank from the Fifteenth Order to the Eleventh Order, nearly a millennium passed before he barely recovered to the current Twelfth Order.

This hints at how terrifying the immortal corpse is!

Regarding this, the Celestial Saint felt it regrettable.

Unfortunately, the immortal corpse wasn't strong enough. If it were competent enough to genuinely contaminate him, that would have been desirable. This way, he could lie inside that immortal's coffin and never have to endure this half-alive state.

Thoughts evanesced and returned.

Realizing his thoughts diminished just a little in this moment, the smile on Celestial Saint's face remained unchanged.

Looking at Chen Zhixing's figure hiding behind Mo Qingyue, he softly said:

"How about it, if you wish to divide out a few thoughts to take my place, then my current strength and status will all be yours."

The Celestial Saint thinks it's a good deal, Chen Zhixing should be able to accept it.

Unexpectedly, what responded was a sigh.

"Sigh....."

Upon the voice falling, a Void Rift suddenly appeared in this room, and subsequently, the silhouettes of Chen Zhixing and Yimiao emerged one after another from the Void Rift.

"Grandmaster Celestial, long time no see."