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He tried every possible way to lead them there, and with such an old-fashioned statement, they decided to check it out for themselves.
A group of people followed him into the courtyard, where apart from him, there was a Child. The Child was quite lively; although not chattering away, his bright eyes scanned everyone with curiosity. With a beaming smile, he took out a lot of delicious snacks. If they hadn't repeatedly said they had enough, the Child would have run back and forth several more times.
Huo Qi quietly reminded them that the little rabbit demon had been overly stimulated into early enlightenment, behaving like a child and relying entirely on others' rigid teachings. Huo Qi sniffed the air again; perhaps he had consumed quite a few elixirs. He seemed amusing and clever, but someone hoped he would remain that way. If the master did not wish for it, this little rabbit demon would lose his stability and end up with no good outcome.
Sang Qingxiao whispered back that Huo Shu was impressive; he hadn’t noticed it at all. Huo Qi expressed his concern, warning them to be cautious and not to be deceived by appearances. This old one had been fooled for a thousand years; how could he truly be calm? After all, he was just a little rabbit.
Sang Qingxiao nodded obediently, acknowledging that he wouldn’t easily trust him but wanted to ask about some issues related to the Upper Realm.
“Are you also aspiring to be among the elite of the Upper Realm?” Qi Xiaomian grasped Sang Qingxiao's and Huo Qi's hands, sharing the past of the Cursed Dragon with them. The Upper Realm was filled with cunning individuals; if they could avoid going there, they should. Even if they had to go, they needed to plan ahead and proceed with caution.
“I don’t want to live a life of being careful and submissive,” he added firmly, “so I naturally won’t go.”
However, Misha was destined to become an Auspicious Beast and ascend. From what they learned from the Cursed Dragon and Elder Tong, the passage to the Upper Realm had long been problematic. After so many years without contact, Elder Tong couldn’t leave; it seemed impossible for him to ascend.
“Do you remember Misha’s master Wulian?”
He had achieved Parinirvana and ascended decades ago, creating a sensation across the continent with his One Hundred and Eight Shas success. Surely this Ascend wasn’t fake? Before him, there were dozens of others who had also ascended through Buddha Cultivation.
Could it be that this continent still had other Ascend channels only known to Buddha Cultivation?
Qi Xiaomian denied this notion. Zhu Teng’s memories indicated that among the Gods who were swept down together back then was indeed someone from Buddha Cultivation with a high status; they must have known about such opportunities.
If Buddha Cultivation had Ascend channels, why would they need to pay such a high price and spend so much time leaving?
The heavenly path rewards Ascend without conflicting with whether one leaves or not, Huo Qi frowned as he spoke. The truth of One Hundred and Eight Shas could mean Wulian’s Ascend failure might also be true; yet where was he now? So many years had passed; it was very likely that he had met with misfortune.
Sang Qingxiao expressed his worries: once the thunder tribulation ended and Misha did not ascend, he would think of Wulian even faster than they would. By then, Misha would go mad! “I have a feeling that Elder Tong might have answers; we should resolve this before the thunder tribulation concludes.”
With one thought leading to enlightenment or demonic transformation, having one Cursed Dragon already posed enough destruction; adding another well-conditioned Qilin would be too much for this continent to bear.
At that moment, Elder Tong returned carrying a jar of wine. As he opened it, an enticing aroma wafted through the air; upon closer inspection, there was an underlying hint of intoxication.
“This wine is brewed from over a hundred kinds of herbs,” he explained. “After sealing it up, I buried it for over three hundred years. Every year I nourish it with Spell energy; all impurities have been removed—it's excellent for healing.”
Elder Tong poured another cup for each person, tilted his head back to drink, and showed them the empty cup, indicating that he had not tampered with anything.
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