Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Chapter 1850: Chapter 1476: You can try, I am a good dragon Chapter 1850: Chapter 1476: You can try, I am a good dragon ps: It will take twenty minutes to check for typos.

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Returning to the Heavenly Note Sect, he gazed at the familiar living room and the Immortality Peach Tree in the courtyard, still laden with fruits.

There was a feeling as if he had been gone for ages.

Just before, he had been deceived at the Heavenly Faction and had gone overseas, causing trouble for the small girl and the others.

Then he had witnessed the establishment of the Supreme Immortal Court.

It felt like the world had expanded.

He had lived a somewhat bizarre life, but it was also a fresh experience.

However, after returning, this small place still felt grounding.

At least there was no need to ponder other matters, and there wasn't much danger.

Especially, there should be no schemes from Lord Chengyun left here.

He could peacefully tend to the spirit herbs and complete sect missions.

To be an ordinary fellow sect disciple.

Of course, he now held the position of top disciple.

His identity and status were quite high.

Even if his identity and status were not bad at the Heavenly Faction, they weren't as good as here.

After all, people always need a place to return to.

Even if one had wandered for a long time, they still longed for a place that could contain their uniqueness.

For Jiang Hao, the place he could return to was the Heavenly Note Sect, as well as this courtyard.

After coming back, the objects remained but the people had changed, which was a joyous matter.

As if his own reflection could be seen in them.

Therefore, he was not aimless, not lost, and could feel the real self.

With the increase of cultivation, the shift in mentality, the path taken growing distant, and the people encountered growing stronger,

it was easy to lose one's original intention.

A place full of memories and emotions becomes especially important.

“What are you thinking about?” Senior Sister Hong came into the courtyard and picked two peaches to ask.

Jiang Hao sat under the Immortal Peach Tree and began to brew tea, “I was thinking, if a person can't return to their 'hometown,' is it that they can't see the road they came by?

“If the road back is invisible, isn't the road ahead also blurred?

“Where one will end up in the end, they may not even see clearly.”

Caught off guard by her approach, Senior Sister Hong stood still, her eyes reflecting a touch of daze as she looked at Jiang Hao.

In the space of a breath, she recovered to normal, sat opposite Jiang Hao, offered the peach, and said, “Then what should one do? Should they go and find their own 'hometown,' or should they continue to move forward?”

Jiang Hao took the peach, wiped it, and said, “There's no need to search. 'Hometown' is just for recognizing oneself, understanding oneself, and letting oneself know who they are at this moment, and what they should do.

“It's not necessary to be fixated on returning.

“Being overly fixated makes it hard to let go, which could backfire.

“Putting the cart before the horse.

“'Hometown' should not be just a place; it can also be a house, or even a person.

“The main thing is whether it carries oneself.”

Senior Sister Hong looked at the person in front of her, bit a peach, and asked, “Do you think this peach is sweet or sour?”

Hearing this, Jiang Hao no longer spoke of whether to remember 'hometown'.

He just felt that being able to see the road that led him here allows him to know the points of the future; thus, even if the road ahead is untraveled, he would not be lost or helpless.

“What do you think, Senior, are my peaches sour or sweet?” Jiang Hao took out a peach and asked back.

Senior Sister Hong slightly raised her eyebrows and said, “Sour.”

Jiang Hao took a bite and was silent for a moment.

“Sour or sweet?” Senior Sister Hong pressed.

“Senior guessed right, sour,” Jiang Hao replied with a smile.

Senior Sister Hong looked at Jiang Hao, and after a long while, she smiled slightly.

Then she continued eating the peach in her hand.

Jiang Hao looked at the smile of the person in front of him, somewhat lost in thought.

He wasn't sure when it had started, but his own thoughts were influenced by enchantments.

Long ago, he had felt this way.

But the difference was too great, and having too many thoughts was tantamount to seeking death.

Now, it seemed unsafe as well.

He still couldn't see through that one injury.

Especially since he carried Senior Sister Hong's Tao Core, yet he could never be sure where the injury truly was.

He was still too weak.

After finishing the peach, Jiang Hao's heart calmed down.

He was not in a hurry; some things cannot be rushed.

Now, he needs to take it slowly.

Slowly feeling everything, slowly calming down, slowly watching the great conflicts of the world.

Observing the flavors of life, contemplating the longevity of all matters.

Maybe one day in the future, he could surpass everyone, cross beyond the sceneries seen by others, and probe into the unknown magnificence.

When he finally stands at the end, everything will resolve seamlessly.

Wisdom, mindset, schemes–he is far inferior to those powerful beings, not to mention Helpless Heaven who could layout the entire Supreme Immortal Court.

So, there was no need to mind their strategies. Just walk past them, climb to the pinnacle, and then look back.

Everything will be within grasp.

Controlling the universe.

Determining the fate of all things.

“Junior Brother, are you home?” Suddenly a voice came from outside.

Jiang Hao and Senior Sister Hong looked at each other.

With a touch of surprise.

It was the voice of Miao Tinglian.

They had just come back; how did she know?

So remarkable?

How did she know?

Before they could respond, the voice outside continued, “I'm coming in to pick some fruits if you're not home.”

Jiang Hao: “…”

So it was just a courtesy knock on the door.

Since she was coming in, there was no need for them to make a sound.

Senior Sister Hong simply continued drinking tea, sitting quietly.

As expected, two people walked into the courtyard from the entrance. It was Mu Qi and Miao Tinglian.

They continued their conversation as they walked, “Junior Brother and Senior Sister Hong have been out for a few years, do you think they will bring a child back?”

“That's unlikely,” Mu Qi replied earnestly. “You were pregnant with Zhenzhen for decades, so a few hundred years for them isn't even long.”

At this, Miao Tinglian suddenly realized, “That's true, I wonder if their child is a boy or a girl.

“Boys are better, after all, Junior Brother has to pass on the Spirit Herb Garden.

“I remember seeing Master visit the Spirit Herb Garden, and he was quite emotional, saying that the top disciple actually had to manage the Spirit Herb Garden; he might be planning to pass it on to his son.”