Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 1040 He Songling, Confined for Two Hundred Years

"Is it true?"

Even though he already knew the purpose of this whole thing, Ding Shian was still incredibly excited and couldn't contain himself when He Songling actually said that he could become an immortal.

Even the most steadfast heart, capable of countless reincarnations, could not suppress that excitement.

"Of course, what kind of talent do you think my old master had? In the entire history of extraordinary people who have cultivated, he could be ranked in the top 100, or even very close to the top 50 or top 40."

He Songling sighed and gazed at the sky, using his power to control the world to recreate Zuo Ruotong, who had ascended to heaven with triple Qi transformation, in the sky above his own world. That ethereal, otherworldly aura captivated Ding Shian, who was seeing him for the first time, making even his grandmaster fall for him.

"It's a pity my teacher didn't encounter a good method earlier. If he had been able to cultivate my sixth level of Reverse Life earlier, he might have become an immortal in his fifties or sixties. As for Xiao Ding, your talent is even stronger than your grandmaster's. You know what I mean?"

"understand!"

Ding Shian immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to the illusory figure of Zuo Ruotong in the sky, saying, "Master, rest assured, Ding Shian will live up to your expectations and will surely surpass the Celestial Master to achieve the Innate Realm!"

"when!"

He Songling slapped Ding Shian on the back of the head and started cursing:

"You spineless idiot, I've spent so much effort reshaping your talent and making you my personal disciple, all for the sake of becoming an immortal? If that's all you've got, then quit. Don't go out and say you're my personal disciple, He Songling. I can't bear that embarrassment."

"Uh……"

Ding Shian's eyes immediately turned into beady pupils.

Who knows you! Becoming an immortal has always been the ultimate goal of all cultivators, but who knew that you now don't even respect ordinary immortals.

"Stupid!"

In He Songling's world, especially now that he is using the power of the world, Ding Shian's thoughts cannot be hidden from him even without him actively activating mind-reading.

Then he slapped her on the back of the head again, angrily saying, "Have you gone mad from all the reincarnations? What did I tell you before you came in? I told you to strive to reach my level. Putting aside other things, at least it proves that my realm can be replicated."

You don't necessarily need to train another disciple to reach my level. Just let things develop naturally, and education will improve generation after generation. Eventually, even immortals at my level will be mass-produced, though they'll only be of average appearance. That's the meaning of teaching; that's the inheritance and development of civilization, understand?

He Songling was not the kind of foolish immortal who, after becoming a patriarch, would make sure that future generations could never catch up with him.

His idea is very similar to Zuo Ruotong's: if future generations can surpass me, my unprecedented highest level will become commonplace and a key to junior high school entrance exams after several or even a dozen generations. That would be truly good.

Anyway, I'll be long dead by then, and my name will be forever etched on the monument.

He Songling thought selfishly that he would absolutely not want to lose the title of the strongest deity in history right now.

If you can't show off while you're alive, what's the difference between you and someone who's already dead?
"Oh, okay..." What else could Ding Shian say? With a master like this, he couldn't say anything.

He Songling demonstrated several techniques to Ding Shian: the Three Corpse Technique of the Three Demon Sect, the Fire Escape Technique of the Fire Virtue Sect, the Vajra Indestructible Body and the Seventy-Two Arts of Shaolin, and the Tai Chi True Meaning of Wudang. He let Ding Shian learn these techniques here first. With his current talent level, he finally didn't need He Songling to guide him step by step like a mother hen.

As for He Songling, he was going out to see his wife.

Even if He Songling didn't have to follow Ding Shian's reincarnations the whole time, he still had to monitor the beginning of each of his lives, so he had to sit here and not move. Ding Shian reincarnated for one or two hundred lifetimes, and He Songling squatted here for one or two hundred lifetimes.

Even if each incarnation only requires care until the age of one, that still takes a hundred or two hundred years.

He Songling's total conscious time, including his previous life, was no more than sixty years.

He hadn't seen his wife for over a hundred years, and he couldn't wait to see her again.

"Oh my wife!"

He Songling leaped out of thin air and pounced on Lu Huizhong, causing Lu Jin, Na Ruhu, and Tu Junfang, who were listening to the lecture nearby, to suddenly turn into beady eyes.

"Get lost."

He Songling had no desire to waste words with anyone today, and with a wave of his hand, he sent them flying. It didn't matter where they flew; he could determine their location later by calculating their fates, and then simply use the Anywhere Door to find them.

"My dear wife, I've missed you so much!" He Songling hugged Lu Huizhong and kissed her.

As they continued their culinary journey, the two entered He Songling's world, where they were in a luxurious house, constantly doing things that were forbidden to be written down.

Regardless of the passage of time, it took two or three years before He Songling finally stopped.

"Serves you right." Lu Huizhong stroked He Songling's hair and mocked him, "That's why you suddenly wanted to take on such a disciple."

"Who knew he was so bad? I figured I could just easily fool that tiger. It's just taking down Zhang Zhiwei, it's not that difficult."

He Songling felt a little wronged. He had indeed miscalculated. Defeating Zhang Zhiwei was a very simple matter for him, and helping someone else defeat Zhang Zhiwei was not difficult either.

This isn't because Zhang Zhiwei lacks talent; ultimately, it's because his ancestor, Zhang Daoling, used the Celestial Master's Degree to lock in a person's potential. Even with a potential limit of 100, and facing immense hardship, Zhang Zhiwei, with his exceptional talent—a figure who ranks among the best in history—could only reach 99 and never improve further.

As for me? I can reach 90 just by taking the elevator. If you have a little talent, with some guidance and a bit of effort, reaching common Pinduoduo discount numbers like 99.95 or 99.68 is a piece of cake.

So it wasn't that defeating Zhang Zhiwei was easy; it was simply that He Songling had changed the course of events in the cultivation world. Just like in "In the Name of the People," it wasn't Gao Yuliang and Qi Tongwei who were defeated, but Sha Ruijin.

So He Songling didn't think much of it. Ding Shian, that tiger-like man, could easily defeat Zhang Zhiwei now, right? He accepted the job. Only after accepting it did he realize it was a huge trap.

Although He Songling's character was despicable, he could not be considered a "villain" in the standard sense. This kid, Xiao Ding, had kowtowed to him, and while he didn't expect to lead him to some great path, he couldn't let his path, which was similar to his own, go to waste.

In the end, he had become trapped in his own web, confining himself for one or two hundred years. He Songling never expected that he would break free from the seventy years that Zhang Boduan had confined him, only to confine himself for more than a hundred years.

(End of this chapter)