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Chapter 404

Chapater 404

“So, counting from the moment you returned to the Xuanhuang Realm from your Medicine King Sect, the time is right. Twenty-four years.”

Xiao Heng immediately realized it.

“But Daoist Linghu clearly said that the Medicine King Cauldron only spent a short time outside the realm before returning. How could such a short time have passed thousands of years here?” Zhang Haobo frowned deeply.

“A thousand-fold difference in the flow of time? Is that really possible?”

No one present could answer this question, and they all fell silent.

“Perhaps there is a way to figure out what happened back then.” After a moment, Linghu Chang, as if remembering something, suddenly said.

“When it fell towards the Xuanhuang Realm, the Medicine King Cauldron exhausted all its energy and eventually fell into silence.”

“But you just said that you were able to enter here through the sensing of the little Medicine King Cauldron.”

He looked at Xiao Heng: “Normally, the connection between Medicine King Cauldrons is one-way. That is, only the holder of the True Medicine King Cauldron can sense the location of the other little Medicine King Cauldrons.”

“Holding the little Medicine King Cauldron, but being able to sense the location of the True Cauldron. This often only happens when the Sect Master summons nearby sect cultivators.”

“This means that either the Sect Master has also awakened. Or, after all these years, the Medicine King Cauldron has recovered its energy and started to execute its orders automatically, seeking help from the outside world.”

“In any case, we must go inside the 【Life and Death Gate】 to check on the Sect Master’s situation.”

Linghu Chang said in a deep voice.

“Life and Death Gate? Is it the gray stone gate at the end of the corridor? We tried, but we couldn’t open it.” Su Xiaomei replied.

“Of course. The Life and Death Gate falls, separating life and death. Even Dao Integration cultivators can’t shake it even a little. If you could destroy it, that would be a big problem.” Linghu Chang said nonchalantly.

“You have a way?” Su Xiaomei said, a little unconvinced.

“Hmph.” Linghu Chang snorted coldly without speaking.

He flew towards the depths of the passage.

Su Xiaomei, the three of them exchanged glances and followed closely behind.

Before long, they arrived in front of the gray stone gate.

They saw that Linghu Chang had already sat down cross-legged, with the little Medicine King Cauldron appearing above his head, releasing a protective light shield.

And the surrounding ground was also shimmering with golden light, with many symbols engraved on it.

He then took out a talisman and stuck it on his forehead.

Twenty-four golden needles circled around him.

Four jade plaques were placed in front and behind him.

After taking these defensive measures, Linghu Chang politely said to Xiao Heng and the others: “Please, Daoist friends, provide me with protection.”

“I don’t know what you are showing off for.” Su Xiaomei mumbled.

Linghu Chang didn’t care, his eyes closed.

Then, an infant image that looked eight points similar to Linghu Chang himself suddenly emerged from his body.

“Greetings to all Daoist friends!”

The infant politely bowed to Xiao Heng and the others, looking extremely cute.

“This is…”

“Nascent Soul?”

Xiao Heng and the others were shocked.

Today’s cultivators have long abandoned the practice of “breaking the pill to form a Nascent Soul.”

Instead, they directly plunder various Subworlds and form Dharma to replace the Nascent Soul.

Seeing this legendary existence at this time, they were surprised but also a little curious.

After Linghu Chang’s Nascent Soul emerged, he didn’t immediately fly out of the protective barrier he had set up.

Instead, he took out a set of small, green wood armor and put it on.

After swallowing several pills, he finally turned into a stream of light and flew towards the gray stone gate.

When he was about to collide with the Life and Death Gate, green light suddenly surged from his Nascent Soul.

The stone gate was illuminated by the light, as if it was also stained, becoming somewhat vibrant.

Linghu Chang seized the opportunity and plunged into the green area of the stone gate.

After he disappeared, the stone gate returned to normal.

“Nascent Soul emerging, it’s truly amazing.” Su Xiaomei patted the stone gate, making a thumping sound.

She was still unable to enter, and she was a little regretful.

She turned her head and looked at Linghu Chang’s physical body, which was protected by numerous treasures in the center.

Her eyes twirled: “This guy has so many treasures.”

“You said, he has so many treasures on him alone.”

“Inside this Medicine King Cauldron, there are so many sleeping cultivators. How much will their treasures be?”

“Not to mention the numerous secret treasures of the Medicine King Sect.”

Su Xiaomei transmitted her voice.

“Senior Skull was right, it’s truly a great opportunity.” Zhang Haobo agreed.

“It’s a pity that our strength is not enough, otherwise…”

Xiao Heng didn’t respond.

He stared at the gray Life and Death Gate, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time slowly passed in the waiting.

One day, two days…

Linghu Chang, who had entered the gate, seemed to have disappeared, completely out of contact.

“Could something have happened to him?”

Xiao Heng and the others couldn’t help but feel a little worried.

Until five days later, the Life and Death Gate suddenly opened.

The Nascent Soul returned.

After a moment, Linghu Chang’s body swayed slightly as he slowly stood up, his face filled with sadness.

“Daoist Linghu, what happened?” Zhang Haobo asked.

“Follow me.” Linghu Chang put away his protection and entered the stone gate.

The three of them thought for a moment, increased their vigilance, and followed in.

It was as if they had suddenly arrived in the endless void, with countless stars twinkling in the background in the distance.

“The Sect Master, a thousand years ago, in order to protect us, has already ascended.”

At this time, Linghu Chang’s voice came, filled with sorrow.

“This is the scene recorded by the Medicine King Cauldron back then.”

The scene around Xiao Heng and the others quickly moved from stillness.

Countless streams of light were stretched out, forming strange curves.

And below, a huge, hazy ball of light was moving away from them.

A sigh sounded.

“Xuanhuang Realm…”

Another old voice appeared: “Sect Master, you don’t need to feel guilty, a great calamity is about to come, we have no fault in escaping to seek a glimmer of hope.”

“Even so, the Xuanhuang Realm is after all our homeland…”

“The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Our Medicine King Sect is nothing more than a small sect, we can’t even take care of ourselves, how can we still care about others. Dealing with the calamity and saving the Xuanhuang Realm is still left to the Ten Immortal Sects.” The old voice clearly had dissatisfaction with the Ten Immortal Sects.

“Old Huang… forget it, let’s not talk about this.” Liu Ruchun paused, but then brought up another matter.

“Speaking of which, the Ten Immortal Sects’ attitude this time is really a little strange. According to their usual way of doing things, hearing that we are going to flee as a whole sect, they would definitely come out to reprimand us. But I don’t know why, this time they didn’t stop us at all.”

Old Huang said nonchalantly: “When disaster strikes, everyone flies for themselves. There are more than just our Medicine King Sect who are fleeing. Maybe there are too many, they can’t manage them all.”

Liu Ruchun remained silent.

After a moment, Old Huang said excitedly again: “But outsiders will never think that we, the Medicine King Sect, have a 【Dao Mark】 of another cultivation realm.”

“Relying on the Dao Mark’s guidance, we can cross the endless void and go to a new world.”

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    I thought heavenly doctor is liu ruchen but he is already dead
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    Li fan gonna be like - thank you meme_6
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    **Chapter 404 – The Medicine King Cauldron’s Past**

    “So, from the moment your Medicine King Sect returned to the Xuanhuang Realm, the timeline matches—twenty-four years.”

    Xiao Heng suddenly realized the implication.

    “But Fellow Cultivator Linghu clearly said that the Cauldron had only spent a short while beyond the realm before returning. How could only a few decades pass there, while thousands of years passed for us?” Zhang Haobo frowned deeply.

    “Could the flow of time differ by a thousandfold? Is that even possible?”

    None among them could answer. Silence fell, heavy and uncertain.

    After a while, Linghu Chang seemed to recall something. “Perhaps… there is a way to uncover what truly happened back then.”

    “When the Medicine King Cauldron fell toward the Xuanhuang Realm, it exhausted all its energy and finally went dormant.”

    “But you just said we were able to enter this place by following the resonance of the small Cauldron.”

    He turned toward Xiao Heng. “Under normal circumstances, the resonance between the small cauldrons and the true Cauldron is one-way. Only the holder of the true Medicine King Cauldron can sense the positions of the smaller ones.”

    “For someone holding a small Cauldron to sense the true Cauldron’s location—such a thing occurs only when the Sect Master gathers nearby sect cultivators.”

    “This means that either the Sect Master has already awakened, or, after all these years, the Cauldron has recovered its energy and begun to execute its command autonomously, sending out a call for aid.”

    “In any case,” Linghu Chang said gravely, “we must go to the Gate of Life and Death and check on the Sect Master’s condition.”

    “The Gate of Life and Death? You mean that grey stone door at the end of the corridor? We’ve tried—it cannot be opened,” Su Xiaomei replied.

    “Of course not,” Linghu Chang said. “Once the Gate of Life and Death falls, it severs the boundary between life and death itself. Even a Dao Integration cultivator could not shake it. If you had managed to damage it, that would have been the true disaster.”

    “You have a way, then?” Su Xiaomei asked, her tone a little defiant.

    “Hmph.” Linghu Chang merely snorted without answering and flew toward the depths of the passage.

    Su Xiaomei and the others exchanged a glance and followed closely.

    Before long, they reached the grey stone door.

    Linghu Chang was already seated cross-legged before it, the small Medicine King Cauldron floating above his head, radiating a protective light. Around him, the ground shimmered with golden sigils carved in a precise circular array.

    He placed a talisman on his forehead, twenty-four golden needles encircling him, four jade plaques set in cardinal positions around his body.

    After completing his defenses, Linghu Chang bowed slightly. “Fellow cultivators, I must trouble you to guard me while I work.”

    Su Xiaomei muttered under her breath, “What’s he showing off for?”

    Linghu Chang ignored her, closing his eyes.

    A moment later, a small figure—an infant bearing eight parts of his likeness—emerged from his body.

    “Greetings, fellow cultivators,” the infant said in an elegant, almost scholarly tone, bowing with remarkable grace.

    “This is—”

    “A Nascent Soul?”

    Xiao Heng and the others were astonished.

    In their era, the ancient method of “shattering the core to form the Nascent Soul” had long been abandoned. Cultivators now seized various cave heavens, forming domains of power in place of the old Nascent Soul path.

    To witness such a legendary existence with their own eyes stirred both wonder and curiosity.

    Linghu Chang’s Nascent Soul did not immediately leave the protection of his formation. Instead, it donned a set of delicate greenwood armor and swallowed several pills before transforming into a streak of light that flew straight toward the grey stone door.

    Just before it made contact, the Nascent Soul shone with a brilliant green radiance. The light spilled across the stone, and the lifeless grey surface seemed to quicken with a faint pulse of vitality.

    Taking the chance, the Nascent Soul plunged into the glowing green portion of the door and vanished.

    As soon as he disappeared, the door returned to its dull, lifeless hue.

    “How wondrous—his Nascent Soul can truly leave the body,” Su Xiaomei said, rapping her knuckles against the door with a dull *thud*. Despite her efforts, it remained unyielding.

    She sighed, then turned her gaze toward Linghu Chang’s physical body, which sat motionless amidst a fortress of protective treasures. Her eyes gleamed with mischief.

    “This man carries quite a trove of treasures,” she murmured through a sound transmission. “If one person has this much, imagine how many riches lie hidden among the sleeping disciples in the Cauldron—and that’s not even counting the sect’s secret vaults.”

    Zhang Haobo agreed quietly. “The Skull Elder was right—it truly is a great opportunity.”

    “If only we had more strength…”

    Xiao Heng did not respond. He kept his gaze fixed on the Gate of Life and Death, deep in thought.

    Time trickled by as they waited.

    One day. Two days.

    Linghu Chang showed no sign of returning. It was as if he had been swallowed by the Gate itself.

    “Could something have happened to him?”

    Worry began to creep into their faces.

    Only after five days did the Gate of Life and Death finally thunder open. The Nascent Soul returned, merging back into Linghu Chang’s body.

    He wavered, then slowly stood. His face was heavy with sorrow.

    “Fellow Cultivator Linghu, what has happened?” Zhang Haobo asked.

    “Come with me,” Linghu Chang said softly. Retracting his protective treasures, he stepped through the stone door.

    After a brief hesitation, the three followed with heightened vigilance.

    In an instant, it felt as though they had entered an endless void. In the far distance, countless stars glittered against the dark.

    “The Sect Master… ascended a thousand years ago, giving his life to protect us.”

    Linghu Chang’s voice trembled with grief.

    “What you are seeing now,” he continued, “is a memory recorded by the Medicine King Cauldron itself.”

    The scene around them began to move. Streaks of light stretched into brilliant arcs, while below them, an enormous, indistinct sphere of light receded farther and farther away.

    A soft sigh echoed in the air.

    “The Xuanhuang Realm…”

    Then another voice, old and weary, spoke. “Sect Master, you need not grieve. The great tribulation draws near. To flee and seek a thread of survival is no sin.”

    “Perhaps,” the Sect Master replied, “but the Xuanhuang Realm is still our home…”

    “The greater the power, the greater the burden,” the elder said. “Our Medicine King Sect is but a small and humble order. We can barely preserve ourselves—how could we shoulder the fate of the realm? The task of salvation should fall to the Ten Immortal Sects.” His tone carried a hint of bitterness toward those lofty sects.

    “Elder Huang… never mind,” said Liu Ruchen after a pause. “Let us speak of something else.”

    “Now that you mention it,” Elder Huang said, “the Ten Immortal Sects have acted oddly this time. Normally, if they learned we were preparing to flee the realm, they would have come to chastise us. Yet this time, they said nothing at all.”

    “Perhaps,” he continued with a dry chuckle, “the catastrophe has driven them to save themselves. We are hardly the only sect fleeing into the void—maybe there are simply too many for them to care.”

    Liu Ruchen fell silent.

    After a long pause, Elder Huang’s voice brightened with excitement. “But they will never guess that within our Medicine King Sect lies a *Dao Marker*—a guide to another cultivation world.”

    “With its guidance, we can cross the boundless void and reach a new realm.”

    *(End of Chapter 404)*
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    “Greetings to all Daoist friends!”

    The infant politely bowed to Xiao Heng and the others, looking extremely cute.

    “This is…”

    “Nascent Soul?”

    Xiao Heng and the others were shocked.

    Today’s cultivators have long abandoned the practice of “breaking the pill to form a Nascent Soul.”

    Instead, they directly plunder various Subworlds and form Dharma to replace the Nascent Soul.


    What a fun reaction! cheerful
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    The dao mark seems to me like something the MC will eventually find oru2x
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    Nah why did I think the mc will find this one day
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    Ohoho
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