This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 507 You actually treat me like a joke!
Thirty heavens, Jade Soars to the Heaven of Victory.

Empress Houtu occupies this realm. Due to rumors circulating outside that Sword Venerable Su Ran and Xiang Yuan have an affair, no one is competing with her for control, and they have tacitly accepted that this realm is under her rule.

Those who are not qualified dare not snatch, and those who are qualified will not snatch. It's simple and clear, just like the Heavenly Court.

Xiang Yuan has the method of cultivating in a small world and knows how to manage a realm. Su Ran Sword Venerable also knows this. Therefore, the arrangement of Yu Long Teng Sheng Tian is very similar to that of Tai Ji Meng Yi Tian. Both are the formula of earth supporting clouds and waves and sky hanging stars and rivers.

Among the cluster of sacred mountains, there is a solitary peak that stands out prominently.

There was no crystal palace on the mountain, only an ordinary little courtyard that puzzled people. They didn't know which fairy had been punished and made to sit facing the wall in solitude.

Those who know, know; they're just fishing here!

Considering that Shang Qingmeng has emerged from seclusion, the anglers are not limited to Su Ran Sword Master, so this scene is quite entertaining.

Sure enough, the fish followed the sound of amusement and came over.

Times have changed. In the past, fish would willingly walk into the net, and once they took the bait, their fate was not up to them.

Now, after a fish bites the hook, whether or not to lift the rod, who lifts the rod, and what happens after the rod is lifted are not up to the angler.

Snapped!
As usual, Xiang Yuan kicked open the door. Just as he closed it, he saw Qin Zhaorong skipping and hopping towards him, her eyes smiling and full of charm.

"Hey, what's with that laugh of yours? Did you drug yourself?"

Xiang Yuan was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure how to describe it; if she had to, she would...

She even flirtatiously asked me to drink some sugar water. (JPG)
No flirting allowed!
Xiang Yuan delivered a karate chop to Qin Zhaorong's head, making a thud before dodging to the side, thus rejecting her slippery attempt to throw herself into his arms.

Ah Ping is still watching; in the story, she and Xiang are having an affair.

As a junior sister, don't go too far. You need to be clear about your own strength. Do you think you're the master, the sect leader, or the senior sister?
No matter how useless Ah Ping is, she's not someone anyone can bully!
Thinking of this, Xiang Yuan stepped forward with his head held high, feeling extremely proud of himself for remaining chaste for Zi Ping in front of her. He silently gave himself a thumbs up, thinking how incredibly loyal he was.

Slipping on shoes, getting onto the couch, putting arms around each other's shoulders—these three actions flowed smoothly like clouds and water.

Judging from this scene alone, Qin Zhaorong wouldn't believe that the two of them were innocent.

Speaking of Qin Zhaorong, Xiang Yuan peeked out and saw that she had been struck by a knife and was lying on the ground with her buttocks sticking out, just like the Sword Master of the Door Crack. Clearly, she had inherited the Sword Master's mantle.

"Ah Ping, it's been so long, have you missed me?"

Xiang Yuan winked and then exclaimed in surprise, "Ah Ping, you're amazing! You've already reached the Integration Stage. If you take another step, you'll be struck by lightning. Your progress is incredibly fast, and ascension is just around the corner!"

"I'm already on the Thirty-Sixth Heaven, where else can I fly to?"

Ever since she met Xiang Yuan, Zi Ping has mastered the art of吐槽 (tu cao, a form of sarcastic commentary), and she kept complaining: "There's nothing to be proud of in the Fusion Stage. I work so hard, and yet You Rong can already reach the Fusion Stage..."

"Who does Senior Sister look down on? You Rong has never offended you."

Qin Zhaorong sat on the couch, covering her head. She tried to squeeze into Xiang Yuan's arms but failed. She then tried to hug Da Yao's arm instead.

It's impossible to cultivate immortality honestly. Qin Zhaorong worked hard for decades and only reached the Nascent Soul stage. After tasting the Great Elixir, her cultivation level jumped three levels, breaking through bottlenecks one after another, and she is now a Grandmaster of the Body Integration stage.

In the Qianyuan Realm before the world was transformed, such a being was extremely rare, establishing a sect and instantly becoming a top-tier power.

If you can cultivate immortality simply by lying down, why bother with effort, whether it's studying or seeking enlightenment? It's just too against human nature.

That's not how you cultivate to become an immortal. You should follow your heart and give yourself a break!
Hearing Qin Zhaorong's rambling explanation, Xiang Yuan's face fell. He couldn't believe that Zhaorong was not only perfectly suited to the Path of Bliss, but also to the Path of Original Mind.

Huh, why are they all evil and heretical? Are they all so demonic women?

Xiang Yuan tried to pull his hand away, but the resistance was too great and he failed, so he stopped trying.

That is impossible!

I promised to remain chaste for Zi Ping, how could I let Qin Zhaorong run away in front of her? Even if I had Qin Zhaorong, it wouldn't do!
Xiang Yuan put on a serious face, telling Qin Zhaorong to show some respect, even if they were just friends, it was really too much to say that to her face.

"This is a tradition of our Sword Heart Sect, taught by the same master!"

"..." x2
The first sparring partner of Jianxinzhai was indeed quick-witted; with just one sentence, he silenced Xiang Yuan, and Zi Ping was also utterly speechless, once again questioning herself: when did Jianxinzhai become like this?

Qin Zhaorong continued to exert her strength, grabbing Xiang Yuan's arm and saying, "Besides, you're doing this not for yourself, but for Senior Sister Aping..."

She leaned over and blew a fragrant breeze into Xiang Yuan's ear, muttering that Zi Ping was a pervert who only liked her grandmaster, her senior brother-in-law, and her junior brother-in-law. Without this taboo relationship, Zi Ping would only feel bored.

"..." x2
Since it was Ziping who was abnormal, not himself, Xiang Yuan did not refute it, but exclaimed in amazement: "As expected of you, you are still so clever. You saw through Ziping's deep hiding."

"right!"

What a fart!
Zi Ping rolled her eyes, about to explain, when she suddenly realized that, given A Ping's current character and the plot development, there was no explanation other than that she was a pervert.

Ah Ping —

Zi Ping cried out in her heart, feeling so sorry for A Ping; she couldn't even defend her.

There's no other reason than that once things are cleared up, she'll be sitting at the same table as Qin Zhaorong, and then she won't have any more fun to do with it.

It's tough on A-Ping, so let's have Zi-Ping carry the burden. That's the only way.

Seeing that Zi Ping remained silent, only shaking her head and sighing, Qin Zhaorong felt even more that her senior sister was a pervert. She asked herself again and again, when did Jianxinzhai become like this?

Who cares, as long as it's entertaining.

Qin Zhaorong felt sad for a second, but quickly cheered up and asked Xiang Yuan how she could cultivate immortality like Zi Ping.

Her "living a carefree life" act is just a facade to deceive outsiders. She is very ambitious and strives to make a name for herself. If given a chance to have a profound awakening, she would gladly call her master "sister"!
"So you seemed quite happy about it, you kept smiling..."

Xiang Yuan ignored Qin Zhaorong and gave Zi Ping a look, signaling her to hurry up, as new fun was about to begin.

"Why don't you just do it yourself..."

Zi Ping pouted, and just as she touched Xiang Yuan's waistband, she frowned and transmitted her voice, "Le Zi, don't rush. I've suddenly entered the Integration Stage, and my realm is still a bit unstable. Can you help me consolidate it first?"

"Seriously? You're looking for entertainment but thinking about cultivation? Are you still my Ah Ping?"

Xiang Yuan looked surprised, but didn't refuse. He raised his hand and flicked his fingertips, releasing a wisp of golden blood mist, which he carefully injected into Zi Ping's body.

"Why is it only this little?"

"A lot."

"Wait a minute, why is your blood this color...?"

boom!
As the golden blood mist entered her body, Zi Ping felt as if she had fallen into a volcano, enveloped by boundless flames. Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted instantly.

This is what happens when you supplement too much.

Xiang Yuan placed one hand on Zi Ping's back to stabilize the intense effects of the medicine, and also sent some of the principles of heaven and earth to clear away the obstacles to Zi Ping's cultivation.

"Gudu!"

Qin Zhaorong was drooling with envy, her eyes wide with curiosity as she wondered why Xiang Yuan's blood was golden. Could it be that all immortals were like this?

Where there's a will, there's a way. Qin Zhaorong soon received the enhancement. A wisp of golden blood mist entered her body, and she fainted amidst the pain and pleasure.

Xiang Yuan and Zi Ping had practiced dual cultivation of their primordial spirits, making the process very convenient. However, they couldn't act recklessly with Qin Zhaorong. They had to use their authority to summon the appropriate laws of heaven and earth...

During the process, Xiang Yuan sensed something and understood the Heavenly Emperor's method of mass-creating gods. This technique had great potential in other Heavenly Courts; the Queen Mother and Buddha of the Heavenly God Realm were created this way. However, in the Qianyuan Realm, it was forbidden, and if it got out, it would be detrimental to uniting the shareholders.

Today, the Heavenly Emperor can create gods in bulk; tomorrow, they won't even dare to imagine what the Heavenly Emperor wants to do!
Rebellion! We must rebel!

No, the Heavenly Emperor is like a boat that cannot be crossed; he must purge the court of corrupt officials!
After a brief moment of enlightenment, Xiang Yuan withdrew his hands, looked at the two beauties in his arms, their breaths sweet as orchids, and with a thought, made Sword Master Su Ran realize that the fish had taken the bait.

No white hand reached out.

Xiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked over quietly and saw Sword Master Su Ran sitting cross-legged on the high platform, his clear eyes wide with anticipation.

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You little rascal, you've always been peeping like this, haven't you?

Xiang Yuan was utterly speechless. He asked himself again and again, "When did Jianxinzhai become like this?"

Zi Ping and Qin Zhaorong were still unconscious, so Xiang Yuan couldn't really do anything to them. He sat cross-legged on one side, patted his bottom, stood up, and said while putting on his shoes, "That's enough for today. You two should cultivate well and we'll meet again another day."

As soon as she finished speaking, a slender, pale hand reached out, grabbed Xiang Yuan's hair, and lifted him into the small cave.

On the high platform, the Sword Master Su Ran looked Xiang Yuan up and down suspiciously: "You did this on purpose. You are the Heavenly Emperor, you can sense my open and aboveboard gaze, right?"

“In our Qianyuan Realm, such behavior is not considered upright and honorable.”

Xiang Yuan looked disgusted. He had the lights off, how could the Sword Master be so shameless as to leave the door crack open?

"Say what you will, since you are the Heavenly Emperor, your words are law, you can turn black into white, and even if I am right, I will be wrong." Sword Venerable Su Ran shook his head and sighed, the fair and just Qianyuan Realm is gone forever.

She pretended for only a couple of seconds before her face fell, revealing her displeasure: "What's wrong with You Rong? Why are you seducing the new girl again?"

"Sword Master, do you want to listen to what you're saying?"

Xiang Yuan's lips twitched, admitting that his eloquence was only good for showing off outside. In the Sword Heart Pavilion, he couldn't out-argue Qin Zhaorong, nor was he as good as Shang Qingmeng, and he was no match for the Door Fence Sword Master.

We can only bully the honest Ah Ping!

"I know what I'm saying. I saw it clearly just now. You patted You Rong's butt."

"Don't spread rumors, I'm just patting my own backside."

Xiang Yuan complained bitterly that Su Ran Sword Master had nothing better to do than stir up trouble everywhere, completely disregarding the lives of others just so he could have some fun.

In the past, Xiang Yuan had no choice but to endure it, but now...

Hehe, the good fortune of the Pure Dye Sword Master has arrived!

Unaware that Xiang Yuan was plotting against her, Su Ran, engrossed in her amusement, winked and asked Guanyin Bodhisattva, "What's going on with that woman? Are you having an affair with her? Don't rush to deny it. You two were too innocent before, so there must be something wrong."

The biggest problem is that there's no problem!

Xiang Yuan shrugged and used the same tactics he used against Xiao Lingyue, explaining that Wu Yan didn't care, which immediately dispelled Su Ran Sword Master's doubts.

Those who unconditionally trust the protagonist are all villains. To expand on this, only enemies and opponents are worthy of trust.

Upon hearing that Bai Wuyan believed his innocence, Su Ran Sword Venerable immediately believed it without any hesitation or doubt. He muttered, "That old hag is so ignorant. Even if she is innocent, she can still take the opportunity to throw a tantrum. She doesn't even understand such a simple principle. It serves her right that I got to taste the benefits of her elixir of immortality."

Xiang Yuan nodded, and while washing himself in the water, he said to Su Ran Sword Master, "You are absolutely right. That's why I, Xiang, have come here specifically to cultivate with you, because I am attracted by your beauty."

Xiang Yuan's amuse-seeking nature is far less exaggerated than that of Jianxinzhai. He came to find Su Ran Sword Master's amusement mainly to get revenge on the other party for always treating him as a joke.

The main reason was to invite Sword Master Su Ran to deduce the small world.

The enhancement of Qianyuan Realm has reached its current limit. Xiang Yuan is not the Heavenly Emperor and cannot be blessed by Heaven. Under these circumstances, the fundamental solution is to deduce his own small world and make himself stronger.

One day, his little world will become real, and he himself will become the will of Heaven...

That's a bit of an exaggeration; it only exists in theory.

Xiang Yuan plunged into the water, trying to stay calm and stop overthinking.

Before even surfacing, a figure in pure white descended, arms outstretched, shoulders touching, hearts entwined. "..." x2
Xiang Yuan: (One`)
Plain-Dyed Sword Master: (ω)
"Sword Master, are you out of your mind?"

Xiang Yuan was astonished: "You're someone who's here to have fun, you should know very well that if you get too close, you'll become the fun yourself."

As he reminded the Sword Master Su Ran, he raised his hand and placed it on her slender waist, grasping her delicate waist with his fingertips. He felt her soft, graceful movements, the lightness and intensity of her touch perfectly balanced.

"I've been having a good time for a while now..."

Thinking of Shang Qingmeng, Sword Master Su Ran shook her head repeatedly. If she had known things would develop to this point, she wouldn't have let her disciple do it in the first place. She also blamed herself for being so weak-willed, unable to resist the temptations of the laws of nature. If only she had been a little more patient back then, well, she would have survived!

Having made two wrong choices in a row, Su Ran Sword Master was unable to hold his head up in front of his disciple. Helpless and with no other options, he simply gave up and let Xiang Yuan deal with Shang Qingmeng.

Say whatever you want, as long as the traitor doesn't block the door.

As for his performance today...

The Sword Master of Plain Dye embraced Xiang Yuan, his primordial spirit surging in, diligently deducing the small world for him.

Faintly, Xiang Yuan heard a "thank you".

It wasn't a misperception; Sword Master Su Ran did indeed thank him.

Noticing Sword Master Su Ran's hesitant expression of gratitude, Xiang Yuan was quite blunt, saying directly, "Sword Master, your voice was too soft. I almost didn't hear you. Speak clearly, what exactly are you thanking me for?"

If it's a divine position, Xiang Yuan can only say that Sword Master Su Ran is overthinking it.

He bestowed the divine position of Empress Houtu upon Sword Venerable Su Ran, not to be impartial or show favoritism, but because he had always stood by the White Palace Lady. Even if the White Palace Lady was a wicked woman, and the one who controlled reincarnation only wanted to fulfill the ambitions of the Queen Mother of the West, he would still aid and abet her.

There was nothing he could do; the rich woman was so good to him!

The reason why the Sword Master Su Ran was granted a divine position sufficient to rival the Queen Mother of the West was because the timing was not right. The Qianyuan Realm was beset by internal and external troubles, and until things were completely stable, the White Palace Master should not harbor any ambitions.

When a person dies, no ambition can be realized.

The Sword Master Su Ran silently merged the two small worlds into one. After deducing for a long time, he said, "This is not the first time I have served as a god in the Heavenly Court. I have not retained much of the memories of the Six Paths Goddess, but I have retained most of the memories of the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor in my previous life."

In her previous life, also in the Upper Realm of Qianyuan, the Heavenly Emperor found the Sword Venerable Su Ran, adopted her as his goddaughter, and taught her the methods of the Small World. Her divine position was the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.

The reason for this sudden idea is simple: Su Ran Sword Venerable is a being of reincarnation, and by controlling her, one can control reincarnation in the future.

The power of the Six Paths Goddess can be seen from the Yellow Spring Mother Tree, the Gate of Jambudvipa, and the Ancient Mirror of Reincarnation. Both the Heavenly Court and the Demon Realm are searching for those destined for reincarnation.

At that time, Su Ran Sword Venerable was roughly equivalent to Chan'er, and the Heavenly Emperor was roughly equivalent to Jinse. Although the Heavenly Emperor did not pursue Su Ran Sword Venerable, nor did he openly clamor to sleep with her man, he directly killed her and sent her to the Qianyuan Realm for reincarnation when the Heavenly Court was no match for the Demon Realm.

Then came Yan Xuanhe and the current Su Ran Sword Master.

However, the Heavenly Emperor ultimately underestimated those who reincarnate. Yan Xuanhe successfully reincarnated, but the Sword Venerable Su Ran was slow to arrive. Only after Yan Xuanhe passed away did the Sword Venerable Su Ran arrive late, thus avoiding the Heavenly Emperor's preparations.

With the ascension of the Qianyuan Realm and the return of the Heavenly Court, Su Ran Sword Venerable was somewhat unsettled. Only after obtaining the divine position of Empress Houtu did he finally feel at ease.

Xiang Yuan demonstrated his sincerity, kept his promise, and had no intention of controlling the cycle of reincarnation, nor did he act arrogantly towards her just because he was the Heavenly Emperor.

That's why I said thank you.

After listening to Sword Master Su Ran's heartfelt words, Xiang Yuan fell silent, and after a long while, he summarized it in one sentence.

The Heavenly Emperor is a real scoundrel!
Thanks to the diligent deductions of Sword Master Su Ran, Xiang Yuan's small world made great progress. The two embraced each other's primordial spirits and cultivated for several days.

Xiang Yuan slowly opened her eyes. Because Su Ran Sword Master did not smirk, her stunningly beautiful face was impeccable, and because her eyes were lightly closed, her temperament was also impeccable.

Her hair cascaded like a waterfall, her eyebrows resembled distant, dark mountains, her skin was like solidified cream, her lips were naturally red, and her expression was serene, with a touch of gentleness beneath her cool demeanor. She possessed a pure and ethereal beauty that could eclipse the world.

Xiang Yuan was briefly amazed for half a second before quickly snapping out of his reverie.

It's all an illusion. The real Su Ran Sword Master is just a little crooked-mouthed. He's not worthy of such a beauty; he'd rather treat her as a bad friend...

What a mean friend!

Sword Master Su Ran waited in place for a moment. Seeing that Xiang Yuan did not move for a long time, she opened her eyes, her small mouth twisted: "Are you even a man? I've done this to you, aren't you going to give me any response?"

"Yes, I gave it to them!"

"where?"

"Look at my expression."

A look of disgust.JPG
Sword Master Su Ran flew into a rage and slashed at Xiang Yuan's back several times. Since he couldn't break through his defenses, he became even angrier as he continued to scratch and claw.

Her intuition told her that Bai Wuyan would definitely be able to break through her defenses.

After a struggle, Xiang Yuan didn't give any response. Su Ran Sword Master was extremely frustrated and muttered, "What exactly is there about me that old hag that I'm inferior to? With her arrogant nature, you must have been humiliated by her countless times..."

At this point, her eyes lit up, suspecting that Xiang Yuan, this pretty boy, just enjoyed being humiliated by strong women.

See, this is why Xiang dislikes you.

Xiang Yuan patted his butt, telling Sword Venerable Su Ran to behave, and said irritably, "The White Palace Master is not a riddle person. No matter what I ask, she will tell me the truth. Sword Venerable, you are not. When we first met, you not only came up with all sorts of ideas, but you also didn't have the Seed of Tomorrow's Emperor, keeping me in the dark for a long time."

Not only that, they also judge people based on limited perspectives and underestimate them!

"Isn't this how all reputable sects operate?"

"..."

That makes sense!

No, why do you all from Jianxinzhai speak in a way that leaves no room for argument?
Xiang Yuan was convinced in her heart, but disagreed aloud: "You see, if it were the White House Chief, she definitely wouldn't refute me at this time; she would only feel sorry for me."

"Ha ha……"

Su Ran Sword Master laughed directly. She didn't deny that the old woman felt sorry for the young man, nor did she deny that the old woman wouldn't refute her, because the old woman wasn't a talkative person, but was better at taking action.

Slow to speak but quick to act, good at practice, and has strong hands-on skills!
"I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore..."

Xiang Yuan leaped out of the water with Su Ran Sword Master in his arms, picked up the neatly folded clothes and put them on. He turned his head and got a glimpse of people through the crack in the door.

Su Ran Sword Master had no way to sever the seven emotions and six desires, and his sense of shame was also very worrying. He imitated Bai Wuyan's cold expression and said arrogantly, "What are you still standing there for? Serve me to change my clothes."

"..."

Have you two really never been involved with lesbians?

Xiang Yuan shrugged, thinking that he hadn't lost out, and that the plot would indeed require it, so he tossed aside a few white clothes next to him and took a light robe to drape over Su Ran Sword Master's shoulders.

"That's not how you wear clothes. Do you even know how?"

As Su Ran Sword Venerable was complaining, a sudden killing intent swept over her, startling her so much that she shivered and stiffly turned her head to see Shang Qingmeng, who was radiating murderous aura.

"Gudu!"

Why was Shang Qingmeng here, and how was she able to deceive his senses? Su Ran Sword Master understood after a moment's thought. He looked up at Xiang Yuan's innocent-looking face and was immediately enraged.

Oh dear, you actually made fun of me and even dug a pit for me to fall into!

People are always happy when they are having fun.

Xiang Yuan didn't think there was anything wrong with it. When Su Ran Sword Venerable tricked him, he laughed more unrestrainedly than anyone else.

He swallowed hard, his face showing the panic of being caught in the act: "Qingmeng, let me explain, it was Sword Master who seduced me!"

"what?"

Sword Master Su Ran was even angrier. He grabbed Xiang Yuan and used a suicidal attack: "You were the one who said that Qing Meng wasn't here and that we could have an affair today. Now you're blaming me for it all. You... how can you face the child in my belly?"

Wow, you're going all out!

boom!
A dazzling sword light swept in, slashing towards the disheveled adulterous couple.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Celestial Realm.

The earth is vast and boundless, the sky is a white void, and the celestial palace is hidden in the sea of ​​clouds. It is magnificent and majestic, covering the sky with its awe-inspiring presence. The heavenly gate stands tall, having endured the vicissitudes of time and spanning the ages.

Beyond the Nine Heavens lies the Three Realms.

There are no sun, moon, or stars here, no mountains or rivers, only the endless void where all paths converge, where a divine platform formed from the 'Dao' floats—the Nine Extremes Dao Platform.

It floats above nothingness, as if the center of gravity of the entire universe has converged here.

Nine rings of stars surround the altar, each representing a principle of the Heavenly Dao, such as birth and death, yin and yang, or cause and effect. They rotate slowly, like the wheel of fate, controlling the operation of all laws.

On the platform, two figures sat facing each other, holding black and white pieces, playing a game of yin and yang.

The one holding the white piece was clad in a black robe from the Nine Heavens, exuding supreme majesty between his brows. In terms of appearance, he bore a striking resemblance to Broken Sampan, Senior Jiang, and several other shameless individuals.

The ruler of the Celestial Realm, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, and the one to whom Heaven's Mandate rests—the Heavenly Emperor.

Sitting opposite him was a golden nugget, about three zhang in size.

With his eyes slightly closed and a compassionate expression, he wore a golden Buddhist robe and had a golden Buddhist seal between his brows. He exuded authority without anger and brilliance without moving. Although he did not utter a word, he bathed the entire altar in peace and tranquility.

The Lord of Mount Ling, the Enlightened One revered by all Buddhas—Buddha.

With each move, the laws of nature surrounding the altar will move in accordance with the game's momentum, changing the world and all living beings with a single thought.

"Buddha was ultimately merciful; you've lost this round again."

"The Great Celestial Venerable's chess skills are unparalleled; how could this humble monk possibly be a match for him..."

“Buddha brought order to the three realms for me. With your skill, you shouldn’t have stopped here. You have too much compassion in your heart and can’t let go.”

"This humble monk has learned a great deal."

"..."

The Heavenly Emperor seemed to want to say something more. Sensing the anomaly in the heavens and earth, he curled his lips into a confident smile: "There is a realm called Qianyuan, which is already in my possession. Buddha, you may accompany me and see what kind of style that false emperor has."

"Since the Great Celestial Venerable has invited me, how could this humble monk dare to disobey?"

The Buddha's face showed an expression of suffering: "This humble monk dares to beg the Great Heavenly Venerable to have mercy on the hardships faced by all living beings..."

"Hahaha, Buddha is joking. Although the Qianyuan Realm is already within my grasp, it is not without its own means. On this journey, I will need Buddha's assistance!"

"This humble monk is willing to offer his meager magical power..."

The Buddha looked towards the outer realms, nodded slightly, and amidst his compassion and suffering, a glimmer of wisdom appeared: "Help the Great Heavenly Venerable capture the false emperor of the lower realm."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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