I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 2169: Chapter 1010: (Part 2)

But her boyfriend is so powerful, he should be able to protect her well, right?

Maybe not, that guy is rumored to be a scumbag, and now he’s in a high position of power, he probably abandoned Qing Nu long ago…

As Gu Changfeng indulged in wild imagination, he was pushed by Qing Nu in a wheelchair, brought to a detached little courtyard. In front of the gate was a garden, next to it a small river, beyond the river lay Yu Wood City’s iconic green forest. The environment was beautiful, the air clean, though the Spiritual Energy was a bit thin.

This was the best spot in the sanatorium, Gu Changfeng figured it must be arranged for him to have exclusive care.

After all, he was someone who had practiced the Devour God Technique, if he were to interact with outsiders and accidentally pass on this Forbidden Technique, it would be a dereliction of duty on the part of the Hall of Orthodox Law.

“Mr. Gu, from now on, Little Chen will be your professional caregiver, and these two gentlemen will also take turns coming over to assist Little Chen in taking care of your remaining life.”

The elderly head nurse gave a brief introduction to the sanatorium, then pointed to Qing Nu and the two cultivators sent by the Department of Law Enforcement to oversee Gu Changfeng.

“Thank you.”

After hearing this, Gu Changfeng expressed his gratitude with great politeness.

At his age, he no longer had any temper.

“Can I watch TV?”

Noticing the screen hanging on the wall, Gu Changfeng couldn’t help but ask, as he had been in prison for over a hundred years, only having read some outdated newspapers.

Regarding the changes in the Immortal Gate over the years, he only remembered those major events.

For instance, the rotation of officeholders, the outbreak of wars, new Nascent Soul Superiors, the significant breakthroughs in Void Dao research, new Spirit Transformation cultivators, new Three Great Hall Masters, and so on.

Among these subjects, many involved another person Gu Changfeng was familiar with, Chen Mobai.

This young man whom he once regarded as nothing more than a brash youngster had somehow climbed the ranks to become one of the Three Great Hall Masters of the Immortal Gate.

This made Gu Changfeng lament that back in those days, he really underestimated him.

Such a brilliant talent, and he somehow didn’t notice at all.

If he had known about his talent earlier, he should have entrusted Qing Nu to him after meeting Lan Haitian back then.

Reflecting on the past, besides the tedious years in the cell, what Gu Changfeng remembered most was the impression of Qing Nu and Chen Mobai from his days running a pharmacy.

“Yes, you can.”

As Qing Nu spoke, she picked up the remote and turned on the TV on the wall, the content airing was none other than the latest headlines of the Immortal Gate.

[Led by the Orthodox Law Hall Master, a project involving four top universities, Patching Heaven, Dance Instruments, Jumang, and Tian Shu, is currently under way. Yuan Xu Superior has officially held a press conference to make the announcement.]

[The relevant departments of the Hall of Orthodox Law and Xianwu Hall are currently pushing forward new forestry regulations based on proposals submitted by the four universities, with Kaiyuan Hall closely following the developments.]

[If this project succeeds, the Immortal Gate will have a viable path for all to break through to the Spirit Transformation Stage.]

[As revealed at the conference, the project was proposed and spearheaded by the Orthodox Law Hall Master, who assembled the research team…]

Watching the content of the news segment, Gu Changfeng couldn’t help but widen his eyes.

What’s going on?

In just a hundred years, has the Immortal Gate progressed this much?

They’ve even started to set up research for a universal path to Spirit Transformation, and it’s that young man leading it!

Seeing Chen Mobai in a suit on the screen, Gu Changfeng couldn’t help but sigh again, as the Yangtze River’s waves push forward, new generations replace the old.

For many years, from Nascent Soul to Divinity Transformation, more often than not, it depended on the cultivator’s personal Talent, with no Elixir to rely on.

If this project could succeed, the Immortal Gate might consistently maintain a number of three or four Deity Transformation True Monarchs.

Perhaps in the years to come, the first cultivator to practice Cultivating Void on the Earth Element Star might appear.

After watching today’s news on TV, Gu Changfeng began rewatching previous episodes, one after another, unnoticed, as the sky gradually darkened.

The two cultivators from the Department of Law Enforcement constructed a residence with a Wooden House Talisman on a piece of open ground outside; one rested while the other stood guard.

“It’s time for you to take your medicine and rest.”

Checking the time, Qing Nu handed a glass of water and a few pills to Gu Changfeng, who obediently took them.

Even though his Spiritual Power was dissipating, Gu Changfeng had managed to maintain a well-trained physique in prison, except his legs could no longer move, his sculptured hands were still very steady.

After taking his medicine, Gu Changfeng also obediently went to rest.

Day after day, night after night.

Qing Nu cared for Gu Changfeng during the last moments of his life, just as she would care for her own father.

One day, as Gu Changfeng was watching the news reel of thirty-six years, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his entire aura suddenly downcast to an almost inaudible level.

Qing Nu immediately came to his side, placing a few red pills in his mouth.

“Cough cough cough… so this is what dying feels like…”

After taking the medicine, Gu Changfeng’s face, as crumpled as tree bark, suddenly became ruddy. This was the phenomenon of the final resurgence.

“Do you have any last wishes?”

Qing Nu asked, her eyes slightly red.

“Last wishes? My parents, relatives, and elders have long passed away, I never married, and I’m alone. I only ever had a disciple once. I wonder how she’s doing now?”

Gu Changfeng lay in his wheelchair, his voice barely a whisper, full of regret.