Chapter 12: The Art of Ascension
"You guys have never experienced a gift package before, so you just packed me up and gave me to her. It's not that I'm incapable, okay?"
"Don't look at me with those creepy eyes. I am still very strong. If it weren't for external factors, I wouldn't have fallen to this point today."
The little sword spirit's tone as he tried to make amends for himself was so adorable that the three of them looked at each other but didn't expose her.
He Cen didn't know that the three men could hear it, and just by looking at their expressions, he thought they were just making it up in their own minds.
As a sword spirit, doesn't he have any dignity? He must come out and explain himself!
Besides, it was originally a question of redeeming points for capturing girls. Otherwise, how could the wise and brave Sword Spirit end up like that?
Although it was a bargain for this alien soul, he also left behind a bunch of rotten things.
That sword spirit brother has entered the reincarnation to find the real heroine, and now he has trouble protecting himself.
He couldn't let Ouyang Yinyin's strength increase, and he couldn't even repair his body. He could only nourish his soul first. Once his soul was stable and his strength was restored, he could leave his body and go against his master.
During this period, although Jun Chao and others were relatively friendly, no one could tell whether some of them were still coveting him. He Cen had to take care of these brothers while they were healing, and at the same time, he had to guard against them stealing his house. Just thinking about it made Jian Sheng feel exhausted.
After what happened today, Bei Qi and Bo Lou both knew about He Cen's existence. It would be impossible for them to pretend nothing happened and leave.
So the male fox spirit directly wanted to stay in Jun Chao's place without any negotiation.
"Baby, I can't do anything if you want to go with me now. It's my fault that I showed up too late and didn't get to know you first. But if you want to go with me in the future, you won't be able to stop me~"
Jun Chao frowned and looked at him, "Bei Qi, you're going too far!"
"You insist on staying here, isn't it to tell other people in the cultivation world that the Guichuan Sword is here?"
"Do you know how many people covet the Sword Spirit?"
Bei Qi sneered, "What else? Let you continue to raise the sword spirit alone? Jun Chao, you are thinking too well, aren't you?"
"The treasure will change hands in the future, and everyone will have to rely on their own abilities. Do you think you can monopolize the spirit sword?"
"I know your intentions very well. You just want to win the favor of the baby. Then you can let the Guichuan Sword recognize you as its master. What kind of beautiful dream are you dreaming of?"
Bo Lou on the side saw that Jun Chao and Bei Qi were in a good mood and laughed. They were all the same, so no one should blame anyone, okay?
He Cen was the only one caught in the middle, and he always felt that something was wrong with the direction of the movement...
"Um...why are you two fighting over me?"
"Brother, aren't we two grasshoppers on the same rope? How did I upgrade from a capture target to a target of competition? Isn't this right?"
"Why do you have to get the Guichuan Sword? What's in the sword? Why don't you three tell me what you want? We're brothers, so don't be polite!"
His heroic speech really shocked Jun Chao and Bei Qi. They both remained silent for a long time.
Bo Lou sneered, clearly looking down on the two men's hesitant and hypocritical behavior, "They want the art of ascension."
"Since you are the spirit of the divine sword and have lived for a long time, do you know anything about this?"
He Cen glanced at the three of them and said, "You three haven't even entered the Mahayana stage yet, and you're already thinking about ascending. Isn't it a bit too early?"
The three of them hesitated to speak, and after a long while, Tian Junchao spoke in a gentle voice, "You don't know, there hasn't been a cultivator who has successfully ascended to the upper realm for a long time. It is said that the road to ascending to the upper realm is blocked. If we still want to explore the great way, we must make plans early."
He Cen reviewed the memories he had received, and it was indeed true. The ladder leading to the upper realm in this world was broken, and cultivators who had cultivated to the Mahayana stage would not even be able to overcome the calamity and would fall.
Although a high realm can prolong a cultivator's lifespan, there will eventually be a time when the lifespan will run out.
You have all cultivated to become such powerful monks. If you don't pursue immortality or ascend to the higher realms, are you just going to sit there and wait for death?
How many monks who have entered the Mahayana stage are willing to do so?
Jun Chao, Bo Lou, Bei Qi, and Wen Qing who has not yet appeared, are all people with great talents and are willing to work hard. They will definitely be able to reach the threshold of the Mahayana period within a thousand years. Then what? Will they just wait in despair for the hopelessness of ascension and slowly die of old age?
It is indeed very painful to let a person who is full of vigor and vitality become stagnant and tired, and finally die of depression.
No wonder these people all want to get the sword spirit.
But He Cen searched his memory and it seemed that Lord Sword Spirit had never mentioned how to ascend. Isn't this making things difficult for him?
"If I say I don't know, you three won't kill me to silence me, will you?"
Bo Lou frowned, "I don't believe it, think about it again."
He Cen was speechless. "Hey, you, why don't you believe me when I tell you the truth? What can I do if the ladder is broken? Why don't you find a way to repair the ladder? If it's repaired, can't you enter the upper realm?"
After he finished speaking, the three people in the Yueyue Pavilion were stunned. Everyone was silent for a while, and Bei Qi finally spoke, "Baby, what you said makes sense!"
"But how do we build the ladder?"
He Cenfang thought for a while, "Hmm... I need to find some diagram or book that tells me how to move the bricks. I can build the ladder according to that diagram."
Bo Lou couldn't help asking, "What picture? What's the meaning? Please explain it more clearly."
He Cen was helpless when questioned, "Brother, I really don't know, I can't remember, you count how many years I have been out, how long I have been locked up in the forbidden land, I can still speak and not be depressed, it's already a good performance!"
"You don't even compliment me!"
He doesn't sound like a sword spirit who has been born for a long time. His tone sounds like that of a cute boy.
Jun Chao and Bei Qi laughed and said, "You're great! Thank you for showing me the way."
"If you know what you're looking for, remember to tell us."
He Cen jumped twice, "Don't worry, I won't let you down."
“But is ascension really that important?”
Bei Qi looked at him, "Don't you want to live forever?"
He Cen is a person living in this world, but he died when he was less than 20 years old in his previous life. A hundred years is just a moment for mortals, but for cultivators, it is just a blink of an eye.
He has been a sword spirit for less than a month, and he is longing for immortality.
Since he didn't quite understand it now, he spoke honestly, "I don't want to. What's so good about immortality? I heard that after ascending, the higher realms will assign jobs to you. I work hard to cultivate and then go to heaven to work. What's wrong with that?"
"If it's possible, it would be nice to be free. Although mortals are like ants and can be bullied, their fate is bound up in cause and effect, and their merits are immeasurable. Even if they ascend to heaven, they will still have to come back to save mortals in the future. It's actually quite troublesome if you think about it."
"But it's good that you have the desire to cultivate yourself. Don't slack off. It's still good to have a structured job. Try to get it, brothers."