The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 196 - 142: Before Leaving

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In Kyoto, the members of Group 7, already impatient from waiting, watched the rolling, steaming magma with utter boredom.

"Boss, what do you think Grandmaster went to do? He’s been gone for several hours now!" Ling Shan, rubbing his bald head, looked puzzled.

Ling Ran glanced at Xuanqingzi, who had just arrived at Jingguo Shrine, and said, "Shanzi, stop pacing around in front of me, you’re making my head spin!"

Just as he said this, a sudden opening appeared beside them, and Li Qingming, dressed casually in Nike sportswear, walked out with a relaxed expression.

"Hey, kids are still here, huh!"

"What?"

The crowd almost fainted from anger, feeling deeply wronged by this senior of Yuxu Palace! Wasn’t it you who told us to wait here?

Ling Ran, helpless, shook his head and gave Li Qingming a bow, "Grandmaster, may I ask if your trip was successful?"

Li Qingming waved his hand nonchalantly, "It’s all small matters, everything has been completely resolved! Little Japan will no longer pose a threat to Hua Xia from now on!"

Ling Shan, astonished, said, "Grandmaster, with Little Japan in this state, of course, it won’t be a threat to our Hua Xia!"

Ling Ran wished he could strangle Ling Shan; what Grandmaster says goes, who needs a junior like you to point fingers?

Li Qingming was taken aback, looked at everyone else who was equally puzzled, and burst out laughing, "I’ve wiped out all the dwarfish cultivators of Little Japan’s cultivation world, why would I fear them swarming out?"

Hearing this, the crowd was shocked, and Ling Shan yet again took the lead, dumbfounded, "Damn, Grandmaster! You’re too fierce!"

...

When Li Qingming and others returned to Hua Xia from Kyoto, it was already late at night. The tranquil and serene Dragon Capital Ancient City, under the moonlight that was like water, appeared even more profound and mysterious.

After sending off the members of Group 7, Li Qingming walked leisurely towards his villa. In the early summer, trees in the neighborhood were reviving and birds and insects chirped clearly. Li Qingming enjoyed this comfortable life, which seemed to have distanced him from conflicts and killings. However, this enjoyment was short-lived; under the hazy street lights, the lamp next to the villa seemed to have lit up.

Li Qingming slightly used his Divine Thought to unlock the door, too lazy to pull out the keys. Since returning to this world, this had become a habit.

The lights in the living room on the first floor were brightly lit, and two similarly tall figures were pacing back and forth in the room. The ashtray on the coffee table was filled with half-smoked cigarette butts, and the tea that had been sipped was already cold.

Even before entering the villa, Li Qingming had already scanned the anxious waiting Luo Hong father and son with his Primordial Spirit Divine Thought.

"Click!"

Gently pushing open the door and seeing the two figures in front of him, even the heart of Saint Li Qingming couldn’t help but overflow with emotion.

"Ah, Brother Ming! You’re finally back, I was so worried about you! The things you talked about on the phone, I couldn’t understand. So, I immediately drove over to find you, but by the time I got here, the villa was already empty! Where did you go today?" Fatty Luo vigorously shook Li Qingming’s shoulders, his bloodshot eyes showing relief.

"Yes, Brother Ming! Shu Cheng called me hurriedly this morning, and the two of us rushed over! Where did you go?" Luo Hong extinguished the cigarette in his hand, his aged face looking more tired.

"I went to Japan!" Li Qingming smiled faintly, his heart filled with warmth.

"What?" Fatty Luo was terrified, hurriedly placing his hand on Li Qingming’s forehead, saying, "There’s no fever! Even if you asked someone to go to Japan on your behalf, it’s not possible to make a round trip in one day? Just applying for a passport and visa takes at least two months. Not to mention the time wasted on the journey, it’s impossible to make a round trip in one day! Brother Ming, are you mentally unwell again?"

Brushing away Fatty Luo’s hand, Li Qingming, about to return to the Primordial World, thought some things were better spoken out loud. If Luo Hong father and son were willing, they could totally achieve immortality through cultivation!

With this thought, Li Qingming said earnestly, "Uncle Luo, Xiao Pang! Do you believe that there are immortals in this world?"

Luo Hong father and son looked at each other and said in unison, "Brother Ming (Brother Ming), are you sure you don’t have a fever?"

Amusedly glancing at Luo Hong and his son, Li Qingming floated ethereally in the spacious villa hall, drifting around before landing in front of the pair once more.

At this moment, Luo Hong and his son were already stupefied, blankly staring into the vast villa hall with wide eyes.

Seeing the dumbfounded look on their faces, Li Qingming did not disturb them. He knew that his display just now had been too shocking for ordinary people and required some time to digest and accept.

Time quietly slipped away, and it was unknown how long had passed. Suddenly, Luo Hong and his son exclaimed in surprise, then gazed at Li Qingming with a look of unfamiliarity and fear, instinctively stepping back a few steps.

Li Qingming smiled slightly, and his voice softly chided, "Hey, if not now, then when will you awaken?"

This sound, ringing like the chime of bells and drums, exploded like thunder in Luo Hong and his son’s ears.

Both father and son shuddered, with Fatty Luo being the first to react, leaping three feet high in amazement—an incredible display of agility for someone so large and robust.

"Damn, we struck gold! Brother Ming, are you really a celestial being?" The reality was right in front of their eyes; despite any doubts, they were quickly cast aside by Fatty Luo.

Li Qingming chuckled and nodded, "What celestial beings or not, even celestial beings are creatures forged through cultivation! Uncle Luo, if you wish, you too can become celestial beings!"

Fatty Luo, exceedingly excited, said, "Really, Brother Ming? Do Buddha and Bodhisattva Guanyin truly exist?"

Li Qingming nodded slightly, "Buddha was originally a disciple of Jie Sect, a foremost disciple under Tongtian Sect Leader, who after his divine enthronement was turned into a Buddha by old Confucian thinkers to lead the Small Mahayana Buddhism in the west. As for Bodhisattva Guanyin, she was originally a disciple named Ci Hang Daoist under Chan Sect’s Primordial Venerable, and due to some secret reasons, she was forced to leave the sect for the west."

Luo Hong and his son were utterly astounded, and it took a while for Luo Hong to recover, thinking secretly: "I watched him grow up; he never dealt with anything ghostly or bizarre. Where did this knowledge of celestial and Taoist skills come from? Could he be possessed?" Thinking this, Luo Hong felt a chill run down his spine.

Seemingly noticing the fear and confusion in Luo Hong’s eyes, Li Qingming said, "Uncle Luo, do you remember the car accident three years ago? That day..."

By the time Li Qingming had finished narrating this bizarre tale, it was already deep into the night.

From beginning to end, Luo Hong and his son did not utter a single word, never dreaming that things only read in novels could actually happen around them. Fortunately, this father and son duo, not being ordinary people and having weathered many storms, were quite open-minded about the wonders of the world.

"Brother Ming, are you saying you want us to cultivate?" Luo Hong hesitated for a moment, then asked Li Qingming.

"Uncle Luo, Fatty Luo and I grew up together, closer than brothers. In this world, you two are my only family. Of course, I hope that many years later, you both can still live healthy and happy lives." In this world, Li Qingming cared only for Luo Hong and his son; as for others, let them be—it might sound heartless, but isn’t everyone in this world only looking out for themselves?

Fatty Luo did not concern himself with so much. In his heart, Li Qingming was now omnipotent! Oh my, Saint Zhunti was incredibly powerful! To think that Li Qingming had actually defeated him outright; how violent that must have been!

"Brother Ming, are you planning on returning to the Primordial World?" Fatty Luo asked.

"Yes! That world still holds my family and friends, my brothers and sisters! Moreover, that old fellow Zhunti from the Primordial World still owes me some debts!" Mentioning this, a fierce light flashed in Li Qingming’s eyes, and his overwhelming aura flickered before disappearing.

After a silence, Fatty Luo said, "Brother Ming, do we not need to go to the Primordial World then?"

A hint of sadness flickered across Li Qingming’s eyes as he replied, "The situation in that world is complicated. Although under my protection, you can embark on the path of cultivation and achieve immortality, you are, after all, not from that world. Under the Heavenly Dao, there are no records of you. It might be inappropriate, so..."

"Hahaha, don’t worry, Brother Ming! Just being able to cultivate is enough for us. Besides, in this world, Shu Cheng is about to get married, and there’s also the huge company to manage. There’s too much we can’t let go of!" Luo Hong, the robust man from Dongbei, suddenly burst into a hearty laughter.

"Brother Ming, we will live well and wait for your return!" For the first time, Fatty Luo’s normally jovial face became solemn.

In the following days, Li Qingming stayed in the villa, wholeheartedly guiding the Luo father and son in their cultivation. Interestingly enough, both Luo Hong and his son turned out to possess part of the Witch Tribe’s earth element and the Demon Race’s bear lineage. No wonder father and son both had towering statures and robust strength. Even Fatty Luo, discounting his slightly bulging stomach, was strong as a bull.

Thus, when one is willing to teach and two are eager to learn, in just half a month under the relentless barrage of elixirs, Arrays, and Space Laws from Li Qingming, the Luo father and son attained the body of Heavenly Immortals. This was because Li Qingming deliberately asked them to solidify their foundation; otherwise, with a Saint exhausting all resources, not only becoming a Heavenly Immortal but even reaching Taiyi would not be out of the question.

During this half-month, the government had sent members from Group 7 multiple times to persuade Li Qingming to serve the country. Haha, what a joke! Not to mention that Li Qingming would soon be leaving this world, even if he were to stay permanently, he would not be enamored with this thriving mundane world. Discussing the Heavenly Dao with Primordial, occasionally guiding his disciples in their cultivation—wouldn’t that be far more delightful than worldly affairs? Thus, each time, Li Qingming did not hesitate to refuse.

Half a month later, Fatty Luo and Wang Ziyuan held their wedding ceremony at the Dragon Restaurant in Dragon City. The guests were relatives and friends from both families and personnel from the company. Although the wedding was not grand, it was filled with joy and laughter.

After attending this wedding, Li Qingming headed straight for the Chaotic Void beyond All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds. (To be continued. If you like this work, please feel free to vote and recommend at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation.)