Chapter 688 - 210: [Reincarnation Tribulation]
Chapter 210: [Reincarnation’s Trials]
Seeing Lin Qingquan’s reaction, Chen Yan understood in his heart: he asked the right person.
Chen Yan simply leaned back on the sofa, his body slouching there.
Lin Qingquan frowned at Chen Yan: "You mean if I tell you, you won’t leave?"
"Yes." Chen Yan almost had the words ’shameless’ written on his forehead.
"..."
Lin Qingquan was silent for a while, slowly putting down the teapot in his hand: "Why did you suddenly think of asking about this?"
"Curious."
"I don’t believe you."
"I’m thinking of changing careers to become an online fiction writer, just gathering some material from you."
Lin Qingquan sighed, rubbed his forehead: "Speak properly."
"If I speak properly, will you tell me?" Chen Yan perked up.
Lin Qingquan remained silent for a while, then said softly: "Why do you always like to ask these life-threatening questions..."
Chen Yan felt a tremor in his heart: "You... seem to know something?"
Lin Qingquan looked distressed, glanced around, and lowered his voice: "That one in your house, I can’t afford to provoke her."
Chen Yan’s expression changed!
"That one in my house..."
"Shh!" Lin Qingquan’s face turned pale, he coughed loudly and then slowly said: "The matter you are asking about, my disciple once learned a thing or two, I have been in seclusion to heal recently, you might as well go find my disciple, he will teach you slowly."
Chen Yan looked at Lin Qingquan, this Old Deng was winking at him, with eyes full of pleading.
Alright!
Chen Yan knew Lin Qingquan was not willing to say — or did not dare to say.
Chen Yan could only get up and take his leave.
As he was about to leave, Lin Qingquan followed behind him, silently bowing repeatedly towards him.
After Chen Yan left, he directly climbed over the wall to return to his own courtyard, and Lin Qingquan had already slammed the door shut, dashing to the room upstairs. With a flick of his hand, a gourd appeared in his palm.
Old Deng blew into the gourd, and immediately all the cabinets in the room opened in unison, with clothes for changing, various toiletries, and personal items flying backward, turning into streams of light and entering the gourd.
Lin Qingquan watched, suddenly slapped his forehead, rushed to the window, opened it, and clapped his hands in the direction of the courtyard below.
The paper puppet girl downstairs suddenly froze, then transformed into paper sheets amidst the stream of light, flying upwards to be absorbed into the gourd.
"Damn, this cause and effect is too great, I really can’t get involved!"
Lin Qingquan muttered to himself, as he walked downstairs, he glanced at the washbasin in the study...
"No, no, can’t get involved in this cause and effect! Even Old Huang can’t protect me..."
Lin Qingquan dashed downstairs, once he ran out of the courtyard, he turned into a bird and soared into the sky...
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Chen Yan caught his superior at Ouyang’s restaurant.
Even though they hadn’t seen each other for some days, Ouyang’s restaurant still looked like it was on the verge of closing.
However, the waiter in the hall had changed. The new waiter was noticeably less attractive and slightly older.
When Chen Yan walked into the shop, he saw Ouyang sitting in the empty hall by a window-side table, with a pot of wine and a pack of garlic-flavored peanuts, drinking alone.
Chen Yan walked over, first sitting opposite Ouyang. Ouyang raised his eyelids: "What, already completed this quarter’s KPI?"
The guy was wearing a chef’s white jacket, his face shiny with grease.
Chen Yan shook his head: "I haven’t finished this quarter’s tasks yet, came to ask you something."
"Ask away!"
Ouyang smiled generously, patting the peanut shells with both hands: "What’s confusing you?"
"What’s the deal with reincarnation?" Chen Yan asked directly.
Ouyang was taken aback, looking at Chen Yan in confusion: "Why are you asking about this? It has nothing to do with your tasks, right?"
"Just curious."
Chen Yan remained calm, grabbed a handful of peanuts, peeled one unhurriedly, and tossed it into his mouth.
Ouyang didn’t think much of it, casually said: "Why are you curious about this stuff? Reincarnation can’t possibly exist in this world — it’s more plausible in the Domain Realm. Cultivators in this world can’t reach the realm needed for reincarnation."
"I said I’m curious, just treating it as a bizarre tale." Chen Yan said, taking an empty wine cup from the table and pouring himself a drink.
"...Alright then." Ouyang nodded: "Since it’s just idle talk, let me chat with you."
He squinted his eyes, thinking for a moment: "Actually... the concept of reincarnation isn’t very accurate, but I don’t really know what more accurate word to use.
However, even in the Domain Realm, it’s something out of legends, something only the top-notch Great Power above Saints can achieve. It’s like a damn myth."
Chen Yan’s expression remained steady, and he slowly asked: "How so?"
"The realm above Venerable is the Saint Tier, where cultivators have merged their Life Chart and fortune into the Heavenly Dao. In a sense, they can be said to be part of the Heavenly Dao.
Although not truly immortal, it’s almost the same.
To kill a Saint, merely destroying his flesh is insufficient, one must also erase the mark he left on the Heavenly Dao.
Otherwise, even if you kill him, he can resurrect himself using the mark left in the Heavenly Dao."
Chen Yan peeled another peanut: "What does that have to do with reincarnation?"
"I’m trying to tell you that Venerable Saints can evade death, unless faced with methods that can erase the Heavenly Dao mark, Saints can be resurrected."
"And then?"
"And then?" Ouyang smiled lightly, sipping his wine: "Being killed is passive, and once Venerable Saints have this near-death immunity... that ability is no longer limited to just evading death."