How to Cultivate as a Loose Cultivator

Demons are born from demons, humans are born from humans. But Meng Wanwan was born from her father.

On the path of cultivation, there are Body Refining, Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishm...

Chapter 118 The Truth (2)

This transformed the Han family, a lowly mortal ruling family, into a powerful and feared immortal cultivation family.

"There's something else, which I'm afraid you don't know."

Bai Yuan laughed and said, "The ancestor of the Han family was someone without spiritual roots."

When Meng Wanwan and the others left the Bai family, they didn't know how to face the world.

This is fucking...

What are all these things?!

After a long silence, Meng Xiuyi said, "Actually, this is not surprising. The Han family's ancestor was Zhu Ting's father. It's not surprising that the Han family's ancestor knew about the creation of spiritual roots out of thin air. After all, we can guess that there was Xun Lingsu."

Shangguan Liuyue: "I am just... shocked by this person's scheming. You know, in my memory, I know nothing about these things. But if I were to sort them out, they would all make sense."

"In the end, this is nothing more than the story of an ambitious person who used any means necessary to rise to power."

"

With the body of a mortal, he tricked Zhu Ting's mother into giving birth to Zhu Ting, and then obtained the secret of spiritual roots from Zhu Ting's mother or Zhu Haishan.

It's easy to imagine that this person must have developed a spiritual root later on. Among the many rumors in Shangguan Liuyue's memories, it was mentioned that the Han family and the Baili family formed a marriage alliance, exchanging things they needed.

What the Han family needed was cultivation techniques, while what the Baili family received was Zhuting as part of their dowry.

It's possible that the Han family also wanted to obtain what Zhu Ting had acquired after opening the Scroll of the Heavens, but whether they ultimately obtained it remains to be seen.

In Shangguan Liuyue's memory, it was always the Baili family that persecuted Zhu Ting and Baili Qing. As for the Han family, they were probably already preparing for a peaceful development back then.

Later, something happened that forced Baili Qing to become a demon, which in turn triggered a war between gods and demons...

Perhaps this is the truth of history.

Meng Wanwan disagreed. She said quietly, "The truth may be even more cruel. Haven't you noticed that in the war between gods and demons, we know that the demon was Baili Qing? But who is the god?"

It was as if they had deliberately forgotten about it; no one mentioned it.

Meng Wanwan continued, "Legend has it that during the great war between gods and demons, the Hundred Flowers Forest and the Shangguan family did not participate in the battle because they had connections with that demon. This suggests that the god was not Hundred Flowers Zhenzhen."

"If it's not her, then who could it be?"

Helian Xiao blinked: "I have a bold guess."

Meng Wanwan looked at him and said, "I think you shouldn't make wild guesses."

Helian Xiao vigorously rubbed Meng Wanwan's head: "Little girl, won't you let me speak?"

Meng Wanwan gave a soft hum: "Because I know what you're guessing."

Shangguan Liuyue had been silent until now, when she finally spoke softly.

"Are you all guessing that Zhu Ting is that god?"

The seal of the Spirit Valley Sect, and the ability to make plants reproduce... are not things that an ordinary cultivator could accomplish.

Wasn't this already a suspicion?

Why are they afraid to admit it?

Meng Wanwan sighed.

It's not that I'm afraid to admit it, but if I keep thinking about it this way, all I can think of is the conflict between Baili Qing and Zhu Ting.

Was the war between gods and demons really a battle between the two of them?

For some reason, Meng Wanwan didn't believe it.

No one expected that this trip to the Bai family would yield so much information.

They all suspected that perhaps the only remaining information in the world was contained here.

The group was filled with emotion and were pondering their next steps.

A roaring sound came from behind.

They hurriedly turned around and saw that the originally small Bai family ancestral hall had now been reduced to a flat ground.

“There are no living people left,” Shangguan Liuyue said.

This inevitably reminded them of the last words Bai Yuan said to them before he left.

She said, "The Baili family's current state is all retribution. After my death, the Baili family's sins should be cleansed. But there is one thing we cannot settle with that person, because we have all forgotten. So, I will use my own methods to do one last thing for you."

"The road ahead is unknown, but I hope that you will all have a smooth journey, achieve your goals, solve the mystery, and restore a bright and clear world."

Meng Wanwan stared blankly at the Bai family ancestral hall that had vanished without a trace, speechless for a long time.

Meng Xiuyi gently patted her shoulder: "What are you thinking about?"

Meng Wanwan looked up at him and shook her head slightly.

"I think the reason why the Baili family is suffering now is nothing more than Baili Chuan's momentary greed. The price is really too heavy."

Shangguan Liuyue scoffed, "They're just stupid and don't even realize it. They've been completely fooled by the Han family. Alright, stop lamenting. The Buddhist worship ceremony is about to begin. Do you want to go and take a look?"

His eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

"Actually, the 'god' in the war between gods and demons is not forgotten. This Buddhist worship ceremony is prepared for him. However, it is rumored that this god is a Buddhist cultivator."

Meng Wanwan asked Shangguan Liuyue, "Do you have any memory of Buddhist cultivation?"

Shangguan Liuyue happily flicked her forehead: "You're so smart. In my memory, there aren't any powerful Buddhist cultivators in our Nine Realms Continent."

Everyone understood.

Shangguan Liuyue smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go and see how this Buddhist worship ceremony is held."

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The Han family.

In a magnificent courtyard, a girl of about ten years old sat at a table, elegantly holding a chess piece and gently placing it onto the chessboard.

A young man sat opposite her, intently studying the chessboard. After a long while, he sighed helplessly, shook his head, and laughed, "Alas, I've lost, I've lost."

The girl smiled faintly and said, "Father gave birth to two more children today than yesterday."

The man looked at the serene-faced girl before him with heartache and sighed softly, "Good girl... alas, it's a pity you were born into the Han family, yet you have no spiritual root..."

The girl smiled, but the smile lacked girlish charm; instead, it carried a chilling depth.

“Father, the road is made by walking it yourself. I am only ten years old this year, and I have plenty of opportunities. There is no need to worry.”

The man nodded, feeling both heartache for his daughter's understanding nature and regret for her health condition.

After telling her to get plenty of rest, I left.

After he left, the smile on the girl's face gradually faded.

She sat in the chair, leaning back slightly, her fingers tapping the chessboard one by one.

"Lost?" she said softly, her tone neither arrogant nor impatient, as if she had strategized her entire life.

She picked up a chess piece, gently placed it aside, and after a long while, she slowly nodded.

"There is a way. Hmm... how about I give you a big gift?"