"Can he escape?" Ling'Er asked Lin Qianxuan.

"He can," Lin Qianxuan affirmed.

Guo Yan has somewhat luck on his side, not only surviving but also taking a step further.

...

Guo Yan has been chased for more than a month.

Who knows how far he has run.

Several Saints have been chasing him all over the place.

If it weren't for the Divine Iron being weightless and able to replenish his True Essence when it was depleted, and having learned a new Body Technique, along with the Secret Treasures reducing air resistance to increase escape speed, he would probably be dead.

However, his cultivation has advanced further during this chase, and it won't be long before he can shake off those Saints.

....

....

In Long City, Sheng Yong was punished by the Saint from the Taiyi Bureau.

The other party didn't obtain the Dao Treasures, and in anger directed it at him, using the excuse that he failed to notify them beforehand and made errors in assessment, thus docking his salary.

Now, the man who once captured a Flood Dragon must bow before power.

By the river, Sheng Yong looked at Lin Qianxuan who was still leisurely fishing, somewhat puzzled.

Even though the Dao Treasures had already been taken, why does Lin Qianxuan remain here fishing?

But at the same time, he was a bit envious.

Envious of Lin Qianxuan's leisure, free from worldly troubles.

"You just haven't seen what troubles me," Lin Qianxuan seemed to hear Sheng Yong's silent query, turned his head and said.

Sheng Yong was taken aback, then nodded, "Indeed, even Saints have things they cannot handle."

"Take this."

Lin Qianxuan reached into the fish basket, taking out a fish and handing it to Sheng Yong.

"What is this?"

Sheng Yong took the fish, and it transformed into a painting in his hands.

The painting depicted a "Giant Carrying Mountain Painting," seemingly containing profound mysteries.

He wanted to inquire Lin Qianxuan about the nature of this painting, but Lin Qianxuan merely waved his hand, concentrating on his fishing rod as if luring the fish.

Seeing no good opportunity to ask further, Sheng Yong interpreted Lin Qianxuan's actions as having deep meaning intrinsic to a master.

After bowing to Lin Qianxuan, he left.

Half a month later, an overwhelming aura emerged within Long City, signaling that someone had transcended and entered the Saint stage.

Sheng Yong returned to the riverbank, but there was no sign of Lin Qianxuan or Ling'Er.

...

"You're actually running into the enemy's lair!"

Lin Qianxuan found it sheer coincidence.

A while ago, he fished up an Immortal Artifact, and upon inspecting it with Spiritual Light, he learned that this Celestial Origin Realm was actually the homeland of one of the five Supremes.

The Immortal Artifact belonged to a top organization in this world, known as the Celestial Court.

The Celestial Court contained billions of Celestial Officials and Celestial Soldiers, millions of Celestial Officials, Twelve Celestial Monarchs, and a Divine Emperor.

All of them are Great Dao Realm entities.

And that Divine Emperor is precisely one of the five Supremes.

Now Lin Qianxuan found himself voluntarily arriving at someone else's home.

But interestingly, that Supreme has gone out searching for him now.

"Indeed, the most dangerous place is the safest place," Lin Qianxuan mused.

Then he cast out his line once more.

He was still in the kingdom of Xuan You.

However, he had transitioned from a big city to a small village.

After experiencing the bustle, he planned to let Ling'Er experience the simple and honest village life.

The hearts of the people in this place weren't as complicated.

Even if there was some scheming, most still retained a sense of moral boundaries.

"A big fish...."

At that moment, Ling'Er suddenly caught another fish, a hint of delight appearing on her face for catching this fish.

Freed from Earth's responsibilities, Ling'Er was truly starting to live a life of her own.

Not far from Lin Qianxuan, a girl about eleven or twelve stared at him, lost in thought.

She was a child from the village named Qiu Yao, who had gone through an experience not long ago.

Her good friend Yu Wen had been chosen by the Dao Alliance to join the Sect for cultivation, leaving her alone.

Now she felt slightly lonely.

Lin Qianxuan showed no intention of interacting with her, but Ling'Er extended her hand.

"For you."

Ling'Er offered the fish she held.

Qiu Yao shook her head, saying, "Sister, I can't accept it...."

"Take it, and you can meet him," Ling'Er said.

Qiu Yao was moved.

The fish in her hand transformed into a drop of divine nectar, merging into her body and disappeared. At that moment, she felt an earth-shattering change within herself.

After a while, she moved her body and felt considerably stronger than before.

She had been taught basic knowledge within the village, understood many things, and so bowed to Ling'Er in thanks.

Once Qiu Yao left, Lin Qianxuan looked at Ling'Er, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

She was generally dismissive towards strangers.

In her heart, she only had the responsibility to safeguard Earth, ignoring humanity outside of it.

This time, she actively approached the child and gifted a drop of nectar that transformed her Root Bone.

"Why?" Lin Qianxuan asked, puzzled.

"Learned from you," Ling'Er replied.

Lin Qianxuan laughed.

While waiting for the fish, he had played his moves many times.

Relying on the [Eyes of the Muddled Heaven] and [Spiritual Enlightenment]'s assistance, he easily manipulated karma and influenced the fate of living beings.

At the same time, it was through this process that he better understood his Dao Fruit.

These talents undoubtedly contained absolute conceptual elements.

They extended from his Dao Fruit.

Lin Qianxuan thought if he couldn't use the fishing rod effectively, he might consider further developing his Dao Fruit to achieve the same goal.

Three days later, Qiu Yao left, heading for cultivation at the Dao Alliance.

"Boom~!"

Thunder struck, at the creekside, Lin Qianxuan and Ling'Er wore raincoats, still fishing.

The villagers had grown accustomed to the scene.

No one intervened with them, merely perceiving them as mysterious beings.

Lin Qianxuan exhaled, transforming mist into clouds, causing rain to morph into the True Dragon's spiritual rain, while surrounding grass and trees began growing rapidly at a visible rate.

Suddenly, Ling'Er leaned on his shoulder.

Lin Qianxuan smiled and adjusted his position to make her more comfortable.

Her posture while fishing became much more relaxed.

She was no longer fixated on catching a big fish.

She let the hook float in the Mirror Sea, just like Lin Qianxuan.

Unbeknownst to them, it resonated with the realm of this Dao Fruit.

Responsibility, purpose, obsession... in front of this fishing rod, all could be temporarily set aside.

Lin Qianxuan's gaze fell on the Misty Qi.

A new Sound Talisman had already formed.

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The Human Dao hovered in the void, observing Earth's beings, aiding warriors in defending against external foes, studying and executing the responsibility of protecting civilization.

This was the mission it was endowed with upon its birth.

It had seen a lot, and it had observed a lot.

Suddenly one day, the Dragon Head said to it, "How about taking a two-day break?"

"I am not human, I don't need a break," the Human Dao replied.

"But you are the Human Dao," the Dragon Head smiled and said. "The Human Dao is the summary of human civilization, and in human civilization, vacations cannot be omitted."

Then it was forced to take a break.

But on the break, it didn't know what to do.

It just watched quietly until the vacation ended.

"Your vacation seems to have gone quite well," the Dragon Head said.

"I had nothing to do, a vacation is meaningless to me," the Human Dao responded.

"Meaningless, that is the greatest meaning, as long as you feel like doing something," the Dragon Head said.

The Dragon Head hoped the Human Dao would not just be a tool.

A tool cannot safeguard the abstract concept of civilization well, a tool just rigidly follows a template and concept.

It should have its own understanding of human civilization, so it can correct it when it goes off the path.

Upon hearing this, the Human Dao flickered.

It had observed many human behaviors, understood human philosophical knowledge, and witnessed numerous things deemed meaningless.

In fact, from a cosmic scale, human civilization perhaps is also meaningless.

Maybe after billions of years, it will perish.

And during this time, this small patch of land holds no significance to the universe.

It pondered, what is its meaning?

To protect human civilization?

That's the mission it was given after its birth, it is also a part of civilization, indeed, that is part of its meaning.

But seemingly, not entirely.....

It contemplated, and the Dragon Head did not disturb it, just leaving it like that.

This seemed to be just an interlude, after some time, it resumed its usual operations.

Until suddenly one day, it witnessed a Town Guardian who created it die unexpectedly.

For the first time, it felt an emotion called sadness.

With emotion, it seemed to have understood what "meaning" is.

To follow one's emotions and do what one wants to do.

This was its interpretation of meaning.

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[Meaning: Having a sense of existence, allowing you to comprehend life. (Probability of obtaining high-level fish catch increased by 50%.)]

The heavy rain was still falling, yet there were not that many waves in the Mirror Sea.

However, the number of big fish had doubled.

But at this moment, Lin Qianxuan's heart was no longer stirred by such waves.

He was already very calm.

Whether it was the plan to pursue Ling'Er or the obsession with surpassing the five Supremes, all were set aside.

Letting events happen naturally, going with the flow.

Time passed, in a blink, five years had gone by.

Ling'Er still looked like a young girl, but she had developed more expressions.

She would be annoyed if a hooked big fish got away, be delighted if she caught a big fish, and would set down the rod to quietly savor the food Lin Qianxuan made.

Qiu Yao and Yu Wen returned to the village once.

Their relationship seemed to have deepened.

It was a case of lovers eventually becoming a family.

Out of curiosity, Lin Qianxuan peeked into their future destiny.

It turned out well this time, the two successfully stayed together until old age, with Qiu Yao eventually buried by Yu Wen.

Much better than the end of a few others he had seen.

Those few had no good end, which made Lin Qianxuan now disinclined to use the [Eyes of the Muddled Heaven] to peek into others' futures.

But the [Eyes of the Muddled Heaven] ultimately only predict the greatest possibility, it is not unchangeable.

With a slight shift in causality, that future might no longer come true.

Of course, to interfere and change it, one must be able to transcend beyond this possibility.

Just like Lin Qianxuan's "String of Destiny," only he, who transcends destiny, can interfere with destiny.

After two more years of fishing, Lin Qianxuan and Ling'Er changed their fishing spot again.

They arrived at the side of the Spirit Lake of the Feixia Sect.

Now their status was as Honored Guest Elders of the Feixia Sect.

By the Spirit Lake was a female disciple named Xi Meng, only fifteen years old, who often came to fetch water to water the herbs, coming and going frequently, she got to know both Lin Qianxuan and Ling'Er, often coming to join them for food and drink.

She had a high perception talent and was taken as a disciple by Elder Liu, who was in charge of alchemy in the herb field, holding a relatively special and leisurely position in the sect.

"Elder Lin, Sister Ling'Er, I'm here again,"

Xi Meng, with light steps, reached the lakeside and sat down beside the two.

Lin Qianxuan took a fruit from the fish basket and handed it to her, which she received without hesitation and began to bite into.

"Delicious, thank you Elder Lin," Xi Meng said with a smile.

"Weren't you learning to refine a new pill?" Lin Qianxuan asked casually.

"I learned it," Xi Meng said, "It didn't take more than two days."

"Then you're quite talented," Lin Qianxuan nodded.

"Of course," Xi Meng said with hands on her hips.

After chatting and playing for a while, she left again.

Ling'Er watched her back, a little lost, because she saw the causality around Xi Meng.

Lin Qianxuan saw deeper than Ling'Er, a friend's death, sect destruction, everything valued disappeared overnight, then struggling cultivation for hundreds of years, intending revenge, only to find the enemies long gone...

She only had these two years of good days left.

The remaining time was all struggle and pain.

Lin Qianxuan had seen a lot of suffering through his peering, and every time, he would intervene, and this time was no exception.

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