Chapter 662 – The Fate of a Plant

Chapter 662 – The destiny of a blade of grass

The twigs were horrified and struggled desperately.

“Don’t eat me ah, if you want to eat, eat those lotus flowers that you just took out, they can also cure injuries.”

“They have incomplete laws, how can they be compared to you?”

The twig was regretful in its heart, if it had known, it would have stayed in the dantian and peacefully sucked in the purple qi without squeaking.

The Taiji Diagram had sucked away 90% of the purple qi, but there was always 10% left for it.

Seeing that the twig was annoyed, Xu Chuniang shook her head and smiled, collecting it into her dantian.

“No more fooling around with you, it’s time to get down to business.”

She left the cave and leapt to the top of Little Witch Mountain in a single step, her gaze tracing over the flowers and rocks of Little Witch Mountain and finally resting on Little Orange and Little White.

Life has its flaws, cultivation is to make up for the missing laws, and to transcend the mortal and transform the saint with one’s person.

Without being able to take the step to transform into a god, making more preparations would be futile.

Relying on external objects to survive the tribulation, even if one barely survives the tribulation, one’s lifelong achievements will stop here.

Xu Chuniang smiled and shook her head, all these years she had been hesitant to take that step, it was because she was caught up in the moment and had fallen short.

Because she was worried that she wouldn’t be able to survive the thunder tribulation, she wanted to seek a foolproof method to protect herself.

But in this world, there was never a foolproof method.

Preparing for the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation with a defective body was just a waste of time.

Glancing at Little Witch Mountain once more, Xu Chunniang’s figure disappeared from its original location and vanished towards the depths of the mountain.

Thousands of miles away from the Easy Sect, deep in the mountains, where spiritual qi was scarce, people were rare, and even flying birds and beasts were rare to see.

Xu Chuniang’s divine sense swept through the neighborhood and nodded in satisfaction.

Transiting here would not be disturbed by the outside world.

The twig sensed her thoughts and, startled, scurried out of the dantian.

“You you you, you’re planning to cross the tribulation here?”

“Wasn’t it you who told me that making more preparations would be useless?”

The twig’s jaw dropped, “Then you don’t need to rush so much, right?”

Xu Chuniang shook her head, “You and enter my Yuan Shen to take a look.”

The little twig was skeptical and disappeared into her Yuan Shen, and after seeing a newborn purple puddle inside, she couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

“This is the …… Purple Mansion Sea of Consciousness? When did it appear, just now there was clearly nothing!”

The Purple Mansion, the residence of Immortals as well, was one of the signs of breaking through the God Transformation Stage.

“Just a short while ago, the Purple Mansion was born when I felt an unprecedented sense of peace.”

After feeling the wonders of the Violet Mansion, Xu Chuniang continued, “Once the Violet Mansion is born, it is irreversible, the only way is to follow the trend.”

The twig only felt a rush of headache, and had a bad premonition.

This time, the leaves that it had worked so hard to grow might actually be unprotected.

“That’s the Five Nine Thunder Tribulation ah, the first thunder can kill a YuanYing cultivator, can you be sure?”

Xu Chuniang looked to the sky, the blue sky was as clear as a wash, white clouds, not to mention the tribulation thunder, there was not even a bit of haze.

“How will I know if I don’t try?”

The twig cried without tears, like a frosted eggplant, “Then when you pull my leaves in a while, be gentle!”

After saying that, the twig looked resigned and silently shrunk back to the dantian.

Xu Chuniang slightly hooked her lips, her divine sense falling onto the YuanYing in her dantian.

After the Purple Mansion in the Yuan Shen manifested, the Yuan Ying in her body also had a tendency to melt.

The outermost circle, which had gradually become blurred, transformed into the essence of the YuanYing and dripped down into the dantian.

“Tick!” Xu Chuniang revolved the Tai Shang Easy Heart Sutra, turning this drop of Yuan Ying Essence into a cloud of purple qi, which was slowly incorporated into the Violet Mansion via the Spiritual Veins.

The Violet Mansion in the Yuan Shen, which was originally only the size of a small puddle, rose slightly by a hair after absorbing this mass of violet qi.

Refining essence and transforming qi disperses the YuanYing, and refining qi and transforming God returns to the Violet Mansion.

The only way to complete the step of refining Qi and transforming God was to refine all the essence of the YuanYing and incorporate it into the Violet Mansion.

“Tick, tick ……”

As time passed, the YuanYing in the Dantian was getting smaller and smaller, while the Purple Mansion in the YuanShen, was getting bigger and bigger, transforming from a tiny puddle into a lake.

After the divine sense fell into the Purple Mansion, there was a metaphysical feeling, as if one could hear the white clouds in the high sky flowing by silently, and see the sun, moon, and stars constantly exchanging and changing.

A thought rose and fell, all things were empty, and all things were free and easy.

In a flash, Xu Chuniang was as if she was in the high sky, and was constantly floating towards a higher place.

I don’t know how long she floated, but the surroundings suddenly fell into silence and darkness.

It turned out that without realizing it, she was already in the Heavenly Beyond.

In the Outer Heaven, it was so quiet that it seemed as if even time had frozen, with no direction and no purpose.

Xu Chuniang looked around, curiously surveying everything around her as she drifted toward the unknown ahead.

I don’t know how long she had been wandering, but a blue fire suddenly appeared, coming from far and near, carrying a piercing chill.

Xu Chuniang was about to dodge when the blue firelight struck her, freezing her into a trance.

Smashed by this blue firelight, she fell hard from the Heavenly Beyond, all the way back to the ground, and then smashed into the dirt.

All sides were covered with hard dirt, and Xu Chuniang, buried in the dirt, was squeezed very hard.

In the past, the dirt that she could break open with the movement of her fingers was now like a huge mountain, ruthlessly pressing down on her body, making her unable to move.

After trying several times but failing to break through the soil, Xu Chunniang had no choice but to withdraw her hand, intending to try other methods.

She thought of seeds, and no matter how deep they were buried, seeds could break through the soil and grow vigorously.

If she could grow like a seed, this bit of dirt wouldn’t be able to restrict her!
In this strange state, Xu Chuniang completely forgot about her identity, and single-mindedly acted as a seed.

She ignored the uncomfortable feeling of being squeezed, breathing hard and imagining herself growing.

The soil pressing down on her loosened a lot without her realizing it.

Finally, one morning, the germinating seed broke through the ground and saw a ray of sunlight.

Xu Chuniang greedily breathed in the fresh air, her chest filled with the joy of new life, her body swaying joyfully with the breeze.

She forgot everything, only remembering that she was a seed that had now become a blade of grass.

Spring and fall, the new grass on the ground has been very lush, she held up the broad blades of the wind waving, like the king of the land.

Autumn wind is very merciless, sweeping across the land, inadvertently stained the blades of this grass.

Swept away by the autumn wind, Xu Chuniang was as weak as if she had been seriously ill.

She tried to grow as she had before, but she was powerless and could only watch herself weaken day by day.

In the underworld, there seemed to be a certain voice saying that this was the destiny of a blade of grass, from taking root and sprouting, to withering and fading.

She is a grass, should accept the fate of withering.

Is that so?

Xu Chuniang was not too willing, why should she accept the fate of withering as a blade of grass?

She liked the sunshine and the breeze, the rain that fell from time to time, and the soil beneath her.

She did not accept this so-called destiny, and the established death.

Xu Chuniang waved the yellowed leaves on her body, flailing against the cold wind of late fall, she did not believe in fate!

(End of chapter)