Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 228 A Fool Who Lives as Long as Heaven and Earth
At this moment, Feng Baobao had already been pulled and persuaded out of the inner area by Xu San and the zookeeper. She was still holding the bamboo shoot that hadn't been given away, with an expression that said, "I didn't do anything wrong."

Fu Bao, still shaken, clutched its cubs and bamboo shoots, keeping a safe distance. Every now and then, it would cautiously glance in the direction Feng Bao had left, letting out a pitiful whimper.

Feng Baobao, standing outside the glass, seemed to sense something. She suddenly turned her head, her empty and clear gaze accurately capturing Han Yun not far away.

Their eyes met briefly in mid-air.

Feng Baobao tilted her head, a faint hint of doubt flashing across her face, but it quickly disappeared, as if she had only seen an insignificant stranger.

She was quickly pulled by Xu San towards another exhibition hall, muttering things like, "Fu Bao is so stingy," and "Bring better bamboo shoots next time."

Han Yun withdrew his gaze, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

“Feng Baobao…Xu San…”

Han Yun had just seen Feng Baobao's "structure" very clearly through his Heavenly Eye.

There was a rumor that Feng Baobao was resurrected by the Eight Extraordinary Skills, and that Feng Baobao's "inhuman" qualities were actually the product of the combined effect of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

This rumor is not wrong.

More than seventy years ago, Wu Gensheng lost his beloved daughter, Feng Baobao. In order to revive her, he gathered thirty-six thieves at the Twenty-Four Festivals Valley, eight of whom mastered eight extraordinary skills.

Afterwards, Wugensheng once again gathered the possessors of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, intending to defy fate.

The Feng Hou Qi Men and Da Luo Dong Guan reversed time and space, locking in the moment of Feng Baobao's death. The Ju Ling Shu Jiang summoned back her soul, the Shen Ji Bai Lian and Shuang Quan Shou reshaped her body, the Liu Ku Xian Zei absorbed her life force, and the Qi Ti Yuan Liu and Tong Tian Lu endowed her with Qi energy.

This makes him a kind of "immortal body," an immortal being who has forgotten the past.

She possesses the qualities of an immortal, but lacks the abilities of one. Or rather, Feng Baobao's body itself is a vast treasure created by the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, but she does not have the key to unlock it.

As Lü Zu said:

He who understands destiny is deluded by his ancestral nature, much like a person without a fine mirror to reflect their own appearance. He may live as long as heaven and earth, yet remain a fool; he has no control over his possessions and wealth.

Feng Baobao is that fool.

However, it's not that Feng Baobao has no control over her "family wealth." For example, she is proficient in material manipulation and power observation without any training, possesses boundless Qi, and her enormous life force can make her immune to certain soul attacks.

Similar to the Taoist concept of the "innocent child," an ideal state in Taoism, as pure as a newborn infant, without distinction between good and evil, acting solely on instinct.

However, this "innocence" is artificial, not natural. Although it is a shortcut, it can endow Feng Baobao with extremely strong learning abilities, such as being able to pick locks and even having some hacking skills.

But in the end, it wasn't a truly innocent heart.

While approaching the Way, a childlike heart observes people and their own hearts, witnessing the myriad aspects of the world. As the heart grows, the person remains unharmed, untouched by worldly dust and grime, yet still as bright and new as a precious mirror.

Feng Baobao is fundamentally unable to cultivate her own character; she is almost forcibly frozen at a certain "moment" to achieve a childlike state of mind. The difference between the two is like heaven and earth.

If this cannot be corrected, Feng Baobao's future is essentially over.

It's like a broken bridge to heaven; if it can't be reconnected, you can only stop moving forward. But once it's connected, the road ahead will be smooth, because she has been in the Pseudo-Innocent Realm for decades and understands the Dao better than ordinary people.

Han Yun looked at Feng Baobao as if she were looking at a meticulously crafted "porcelain doll"—beautiful, but impractical.

Han Yun could actually create such a "pseudo-immortal body" by any means necessary, but it was ultimately not the right path, and Han Yun would not pursue this false immortality. He was originally a Taiyi Sanshu practitioner, capable of following the path of Tao or retreating to a life of freedom and ease. In other words, he looked down on Feng Baobao's immortality and disdained to imitate it.

"Pity!"

Han Yun muttered to himself, then said to the dean, "Alright, we've finished talking about business. Take me to see Yuanbao, just a glimpse from afar will suffice."

"Okay, okay, Director Han, this way please."

The dean quickly bowed and led the way, secretly relieved that this big shot seemed to really only be there to "go through the back door" and not to take their treasure away immediately.

He led Han Yun toward the more interior nursery.

There, a red panda that looked more agile than the average cub was chewing on a small bamboo shoot, its bright black eyes seeming to hold more curiosity and curiosity than its brothers and sisters.

Han Yun stood outside the observation window and watched quietly for a while. His third eye was not activated. He was just looking at the little national treasure that might join Nadutong in the future from the perspective of an ordinary person.

"Grow up well," he said softly, then turned and left.

Behind them, Yuanbao, the little panda in the nursery, seemed to sense something. He stopped grinding his teeth, raised his little head, and looked blankly out the window in the direction where someone had just stood, blinking his big black eyes.

Accompanied by the dean, Han Yun slowly walked out of the observation area of ​​the nursery.

Meanwhile, Xu San was half-persuading and half-dragging Feng Baobao away from the panda enclosure, muttering to himself, "Baobao, just calm down. Look how scared you've made Abao. He's almost traumatized. Let's go see the other pandas..."

Feng Baobao was still holding the delicate dried bamboo shoot she hadn't given away, her expression as calm as ever, with a touch of natural bewilderment, seemingly completely unaware of anything inappropriate about her actions just now.

She let Xu San pull her along, but her gaze wandered aimlessly around her.

At a corner of the corridor, the two groups of people met face to face.

Han Yun and Feng Baobao passed each other by.

There were no words, no nods, and even the exchange of glances was fleeting, lasting only a moment before they averted their gazes.

Han Yun remained calm and continued walking straight towards the exit without stopping. The dean quickly nodded to Xu San and hurried to follow Han Yun.

Xu San pulled Feng Baobao a short distance away, but Feng Baobao suddenly stopped, turned around sharply, looked in the direction Han Yun had left, and subconsciously raised her hand to scratch her cheek. A rare, almost imperceptible ripple appeared in her empty eyes.

"What's wrong, baby?"

Xu San followed her gaze and saw the back of a well-dressed, distinguished-looking stranger disappear around the corner of the corridor.

Feng Baobao tilted her head, her brows slightly furrowed, as if trying to grasp an extremely vague feeling. She raised her finger, pointing in the direction Han Yun had disappeared, her tone carrying a rare hint of hesitation and confusion:

"Xu San, that person... that person just now..."

What happened to him? Do you know him?

Xu San became alert and adjusted his glasses. It's rare to see a baby react like this.

(End of this chapter)