UGB Chapter 245 is nothing more than the obsession of a few people.
Chapter 245 is nothing more than the obsession of a few people.
Xuan Qing sighed softly and said, "Brother Wei Yu, don't worry about it too much."
"Perhaps the sect leader and his senior uncles know more about this matter."
Wei Yu turned his head abruptly, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes: "Oh? The sect leader and the others know?"
"After all, our sect leader has already broken through the boundary and is a true master of breaking through boundaries. He knows many secrets of the myriad realms better than us cultivators who are trapped within the boundary." Xuan Qing said solemnly, with a hint of awe in his eyes.
A power that transcends boundaries!
Wei Yu was shocked. Although his soul was damaged, he knew what the words "breaking the boundary" meant.
For cultivators, breaking through realms is already difficult, let alone breaking through world barriers and becoming a realm-breaking powerhouse, which is absolutely a top existence among all the heavens and myriad worlds.
If such a person were to exist, they might truly know the secrets of the soul fragments, or even clues to the coordinates of their return home.
Thinking of this, Wei Yu's eagerness was instantly ignited, and he hurriedly asked, "Indeed, when will I be able to meet your master and your sect leader?"
He desperately wanted to find answers, whether it was the questions about the fragments of his soul or the hope of returning home, all of which he placed his hopes on the higher-ups of the Lingxu Sect.
Xuan Qing smiled, his tone becoming more relaxed: "If Brother Wei is already prepared, then we can go over now."
"Our sect leader and master don't usually have many trivial matters. They spend most of their time discussing matters in the main hall or in seclusion cultivating. They should all be here right now."
"Okay!" Wei Yu nodded in agreement almost without hesitation.
He couldn't wait any longer. Even though his injuries hadn't fully healed and his soul was still somewhat weak, he wanted to see the sect leader and elders of the Lingxu Sect immediately.
Seeing this, Xuanqing didn't delay any longer and gestured to Wei Yu, "Brother Wei Yu, please come with me."
With that, Xuan Qing turned around first and walked towards the main hall of the Lingxu Sect.
Wei Yu followed closely behind, his steps hurried, his eyes filled with anticipation and trepidation.
What I hope for is that I might get the answer I want from the powerful being who has broken through the boundaries; what I am apprehensive about is whether the other party will believe my identity and whether they will be willing to help me.
The two walked side by side along the cobblestone path toward the main hall of the Lingxu Sect.
Unlike the tranquil Qingxuan Pavilion, there were noticeably more disciples coming and going on the road leading to the main hall.
Most of these disciples were dressed in uniform blue Taoist robes. Some were hurrying along, while others were talking in hushed tones. They were all calm and respectful, clearly on their way to the main hall to discuss matters or report on sect affairs.
Upon seeing Xuanqing, they all stopped and bowed respectfully, saying, "Senior Brother Xuanqing!"
Xuan Qing nodded slightly in response, but continued walking briskly without pausing.
When they saw Wei Yu beside Xuan Qing, their eyes lit up with curiosity, and they couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
"That must be the friend Senior Brother Xuanqing brought back, right? His name is Wei Yu, isn't it?"
"He looks quite ordinary, so how could Senior Brother Xuanqing value him so much, even personally taking him to the main hall to meet the sect leader and elders?"
"Who knows? Maybe he has some special background. I heard that Senior Brother Xuanqing was saved by him when he went out on a mission this time."
"Oh? That powerful? His face is still very pale, he seems to have suffered a serious injury, he doesn't look that strong."
The surrounding chatter was not loud, but it clearly reached Wei Yu's ears.
But he didn't take it to heart; at this moment, all his thoughts were on the Lingxu Sect leader and elders he was about to meet.
He could feel the spiritual energy along the way becoming increasingly dense, and there was also a faint sense of oppressive power permeating the air.
This oppressive aura was not directed at him, but rather originated from the direction of the main hall of the Lingxu Sect. It carried the immense power of a realm-breaking expert, instilling a sense of awe in everyone.
The closer Wei Yu got to the main hall, the more obvious the oppressive aura became. He could even feel that the power of homecoming within him was becoming somewhat restless.
Xuanqing seemed to notice Wei Yu's unusual behavior and turned to say, "Brother Wei Yu, there's no need to be nervous."
"Our sect leader is a kind and generous man. Although he is a powerful being who has broken through realms, he is not arrogant at all. Master and Uncle Lingyunzi are also gentle people who will not make things difficult for you."
Wei Yu nodded, took a deep breath, tried to calm the agitation in his heart, and circulated the power of homecoming within his body to resist the overwhelming pressure.
After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a magnificent palace appeared before them.
This palace is the main hall of the Lingxu Sect—the Lingxiao Palace.
The Lingxiao Palace is entirely constructed of white jade, standing over twenty feet tall. It features upturned eaves, carved beams and painted rafters, and lifelike dragon and phoenix patterns, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.
At the top of the palace, countless crystal-clear pearls are inlaid. When the sunlight shines on them, they refract a dazzling light, making it look like a fairyland.
At the palace gate stood two disciples dressed in silver Taoist robes. They were tall and straight, with sharp eyes and a powerful aura, clearly guards of the Lingxu Sect.
Upon seeing Xuan Qing, the two guard disciples immediately lowered their sharp gazes and bowed respectfully: "Senior Brother Xuan Qing!"
"I need to take my friend Wei Yu to see my sect leader and master. Please inform them." Xuan Qing's tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable air.
"Please wait a moment, senior brother, I will go and inform them right away!" one of the guard disciples said respectfully, turning around and quickly walking into the Lingxiao Palace.
Not long after, the guard came out and said to Xuan Qing and Wei Yu, "Senior Brother, the Sect Leader and Elders invite you two in."
"Alright." Xuan Qing nodded and said to Wei Yu, "Brother Wei Yu, please follow me."
Wei Yu took a deep breath, suppressing his nervousness and anticipation, and followed Xuan Qing into the Lingxiao Palace.
Upon entering the Lingxiao Palace, an even more powerful pressure swept over them, instantly enveloping the two of them.
Wei Yu felt a sudden heaviness throughout his body, his steps became unsteady, and the power of returning home within his body became even more difficult to circulate.
He suppressed his discomfort, raised his head, and looked into the interior of the Lingxiao Palace.
The interior of the Lingxiao Palace was incredibly spacious, with a floor paved with smooth white jade that reflected the radiance of the spiritual pearl atop the palace, making it appear exceptionally dazzling.
Directly in front of the main hall is a tall main seat, upon which sits an elderly man with white hair.
The old man wore a golden Taoist robe. His face was aged, but he was vigorous and his eyes were as deep as ancient wells. Wherever his gaze swept, he exuded an aura of dominance over the world.
His aura, seemingly calm, contained boundless power, as if the entire world was under his control.
Without asking, Wei Yu knew that this old man was none other than Lingxiaozi, the sect leader of Lingxu Sect and a powerful expert who had broken through realms.
On either side of the main seat, there was a secondary seat. On the left sat a middle-aged man in a blue Taoist robe. He had a refined appearance and a gentle demeanor. He was none other than Xuanqing's master, Lingxizi.
Seated on the right was a middle-aged woman, dressed in a pink Taoist robe. She was stunningly beautiful, with a cool and aloof demeanor and a hint of detachment in her eyes. She was Elder Ling Yunzi.
The three sat upright on the main seats, exuding a powerful and majestic aura, filling the entire Lingxiao Palace with a solemn atmosphere.
Xuan Qing led Wei Yu to the center of the main hall and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Xuan Qing greets Sect Leader Uncle-Master, Master, and Uncle-Master Ling Yunzi!"
Wei Yu quickly composed himself, bowed slightly to the three of them, and said respectfully, "Junior Wei Yu greets Sect Leader Lingxiaozi, Elder Lingxizi, and Elder Lingyunzi."
Although he was a sentinel from his home planet, tasked with leading wanderers home, he still had to maintain respect in the face of these three powerful beings.
The sect leader, Lingxiaozi, did not speak, but quietly observed Wei Yu with his deep eyes, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate his body and see into the depths of his soul.
Wei Yu felt extremely uncomfortable, as if all his secrets had been seen through by the other party.
He suppressed his discomfort and met the gaze of Master Lingxiaozi without flinching.
After a moment, Elder Ling Xizi spoke first, her tone tinged with doubt, her gaze falling on Wei Yu: "You are the sentinel Xuan Qing mentioned?"
"Xuanqing said, 'Do you have a way to return to Earth?'"
As soon as she finished speaking, Elder Lingyunzi looked at Wei Yu with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Clearly, she was also full of doubts about the unfamiliar terms "Earth" and "Sentinel".
Wei Yu knew that they had not received any information about the sentries, nor did they know of their existence.
After all, the Sentinels are the guardians of the mother planet, existing only in the minds of the mother planet and the wanderers of the myriad worlds. This Kunlun Ruins secret realm is extremely far from the mother planet, so it's normal that they don't know about it.
Moreover, he could also sense that these three powerful beings, despite their formidable strength, seemed to be trapped in this world and unable to leave.
Sure enough, the next second, Elder Ling Xizi added, "We have cultivated here for many years, but we have never been able to leave this world. We know very little about the myriad worlds outside."
"It wasn't until later, when outsiders accidentally wandered into this place, that we learned that this world is called Kunlun Ruins, a vast secret realm among the myriad worlds."
Wei Yu nodded, understanding dawning on him; so that's how it is.
Elder Ling Xizi continued, "Over the years, the Kunlun Ruins Secret Realm has automatically brought many transmigrators from other worlds back to our Lingxu Sect."
"We took pity on them and kept them in the sect, teaching them cultivation techniques, hoping they could find a place to settle down and make a living here."
"However, many of these transmigrators lack the talent for cultivation and are unable to cultivate, so they can only remain mortals."
"Currently, within our Lingxu Sect, there are still many mortals who are unable to cultivate, and they all live in the mortal towns within the sect."
At this point, Elder Lingxizi's tone carried a hint of emotion.
Wei Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Elder, were all those transmigrators also from Earth?"
Elder Lingxi shook her head: "Not entirely. Some come from Earth, and some come from other small worlds. There are all sorts of them."
"However, the majority of them were transmigrators from Earth."
Wei Yu's doubts deepened even further.
Since the Lingxu Sect has so many transmigrators from Earth, why haven't I sensed any fluctuations in soul fragments?
Could it be that the attachment of soul fragments really has nothing to do with the transmigrator's identity?
Suppressing his doubts, Wei Yu raised his head, looked firmly at the three powerful figures, and slowly said, "Yes, I am a Sentinel, and I do indeed have a way to return to Earth."
"However, my soul is shattered and I am severely injured. I am temporarily unable to determine the coordinates to return to Earth and therefore cannot open the passage home."
He did not hide his injuries, nor did he exaggerate his abilities; he truthfully described his current situation.
He knew that in front of a powerful being who had broken through boundaries, any attempt to conceal or exaggerate would be futile and would only make the other party look down on him.
Upon hearing Wei Yu's words, Sect Leader Lingxiaozi, Elder Lingxizi, and Elder Lingyunzi exchanged glances.
However, to Wei Yu's utter surprise, the three men showed no emotion whatsoever, neither delight nor doubt, as if they had heard something trivial.
This left Wei Yu completely dumbfounded.
You should know that returning to Earth is the greatest obsession of all time travelers from Earth!
He had assumed that these transmigrators and cultivators trapped in the Kunlun Ruins Secret Realm, unable to leave this world, would be incredibly excited to hear that there was a way to return to Earth, and would do everything in their power to help him.
But the three powerful figures before him were unusually calm, so calm that he found it hard to believe.
Sect Leader Lingxiaozi glanced at Wei Yu, his tone calm and without any ripples: "You should recuperate in the sect first."
"Once you have the ability to determine the coordinates of your homecoming and open the path home, then we can talk about other things."
After saying that, he waved his hand at Xuan Qing and said in a calm tone, "Xuan Qing, take him away."
"Yes, Master Uncle!" Xuan Qing bowed respectfully, asked no further questions, and turned to Wei Yu, saying, "Brother Wei Yu, please follow me."
Wei Yu was still in a daze, his mind blank. He subconsciously followed Xuan Qing and walked towards the outside of Lingxiao Palace.
He only slowly came back to his senses when the gates of the Lingxiao Palace slowly closed behind him with a soft creak.
He stopped and turned to look at the closed hall doors, his face filled with confusion and bewilderment, his tone tinged with uncertainty: "Brother Xuanqing, are you puzzled?"
"Why are your master and sect leader so calm and indifferent, knowing they can return home?"
He simply couldn't understand why the three powerful figures were so indifferent to such an important matter as returning to Earth.
Xuan Qing had anticipated Wei Yu's question. He stopped, turned around, looked at Wei Yu, and smiled gently: "Brother Wei Yu, you really did ask that."
Wei Yu nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with urgency: "Yes, why is that? Isn't returning home everyone's obsession?"
Xuan Qing sighed softly, his tone tinged with both感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing regret and relief): "Brother Wei Yu, you must have been wandering through the myriad realms for quite some time now, haven't you?"
Wei Yu nodded: "That's right. After my soul shattered, the fragments of my soul were scattered throughout the myriad worlds. I have been wandering ever since, searching for the fragments, searching for the hope of returning home."
"Then you should have heard the saying—'Cultivation knows no time, a hundred years can be spent in seclusion.'" Xuan Qing spoke slowly, his tone calm, yet carrying a sense of world-weariness.
Wei Yu paused for a moment, then nodded: "I've heard of it, but what does that have to do with returning home?"
"It's very important." Xuan Qing looked at Wei Yu and slowly explained, "When we cultivators go into seclusion, it can easily last for decades or even centuries."
"People like my master have profound cultivation. They can go into seclusion for hundreds or even thousands of years at a time."
"And our sect leader, my senior uncle, is a powerful being who has broken through realms. The time he spends in seclusion is measured in tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years, or even in epochs!"
"For us cultivators, decades or even centuries on Earth are but a blink of an eye, or even less than the time we spend in the illusionary realm of our inner demons when we break through to a higher realm."
"Think about it, if a person has lived for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer, would he still care about those few decades on Earth?"
Wei Yu fell silent; he had never thought of it from this perspective before.
He wandered the world, always holding onto the longing to return home, because he still remembered everything about Earth and his mission.
Xuanqing looked at the silent Wei Yu and continued, "Returning home is just a desire for some people, not for everyone."
"Those who have just transmigrated here and still miss Earth may be determined to return home."
"But for most people who have lived here for a long time, even thousands or tens of thousands of years, returning home is no longer their pursuit."
As he spoke, Xuan Qing raised his head, looking down towards the direction below the Lingxiao Palace, his tone softening slightly: "Look, the mortal towns below the main hall, those mortals who cannot cultivate, are the best example."
Following the direction Xuanqing pointed, Wei Yu saw a small town below the Lingxiao Palace. The houses were arranged in a neat and orderly fashion, with wisps of smoke rising from the chimneys. People could be vaguely seen walking on the streets, creating a peaceful and tranquil scene.
"Although they cannot cultivate and cannot live forever, under the influence of their sect leader and master, they all have long lives," Xuan Qing's voice slowly drifted over.
"In fact, the words 'dying of old age' only exist in their memories now."