Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1308 707: Return to the Da Chun Realm, Karma Fears for Immortals and Buddhas; Mortals Dread the Consequences

Amidst the throng, a strikingly handsome young man, clad in purple robes, effortlessly navigated the street, his steps unhurried as he absorbed the hushed conversations of those around him.

The city, at this particular moment, was adorned with festive decorations, as if poised for a grand celebration. Teams of City Patrol frequently traversed the thoroughfares, and a colossal white Barrier enveloped the sky above, conveying an atmosphere of intense vigilance.

Zhao Sheng's gaze subtly shifted. While he meandered through the city without apparent purpose, he displayed no immediate desire to reunite with his wife and children, despite his Divine Thought having long since pinpointed their incredibly familiar auras.

"I've heard that the City Lord's position has already been pre-determined. The chosen individual is none other than the Divine Monarch's biological son," an elderly man in yellow robes confided softly to a companion.

"Mr. Ren, after all, possesses remarkable standing. Given the Divine Monarch's favor, his ascension to the City Lord's seat is only fitting. Furthermore, for once, our family's ancestors are in rare accord. Who would dare contend with Mr. Ren for this esteemed position?!" interjected another middle-aged man, his complexion rosy.

"Indeed! Thanks to the Divine Monarch's benevolent protection, our Chen family has flourished increasingly over the past century. I've heard that, besides the Sili Family, our family's strength ranks among the foremost of the ancient clans," a proud individual boasted, his words instantly attracting envious glances from a group of lesser clans.

"Hehe, have you heard? The Chen Family's Qi Fortune is burgeoning. I fear they will soon produce another Divinity Transformation True Monarch!" a foreign Cultivator remarked with a hint of envy.

"Hmm, which Chen Family Ancestor are you referring to? The Black Evil Old Immortal, or the Bai Mei Immortal Child?"

"Hehe, this is something I managed to unearth; are you eager to know?... I've heard the hundred-flavor banquet at Dingxiang Building is an absolute must-try!"

"Come, come, is it not merely a hundred-flavor banquet? I can certainly afford that!"

As they conversed, two Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators chuckled and proceeded towards a magnificent eight-story restaurant situated nearby.

Zhao Sheng silently assimilated the city's discussions, gradually forming a comprehensive understanding of the Chen family's evolution over the preceding three hundred years.

One could assert that the Chen Family's current standing was best encapsulated by the phrase "overflowing riches, boiling oil," demonstrating immense momentum and soaring prestige, rivaling even the Sili Clan and subtly surpassing the other Three Tribulation Ancient Clans—a fact universally acknowledged throughout the Da Chun Realm.

"Oh... they've arrived!" At that precise moment, an exclamation pierced the air.

The street abruptly stirred with commotion; all conversations ceased as everyone lifted their heads to gaze skyward.

Zhao Sheng, too, paused, standing before a shop, his eyes directed towards the heavens.

There, akin to a newly risen sun or a sudden burst of daylight, a blinding golden radiance manifested.

From the colossal, sun-obscuring tree canopy, a vast, seven-colored rainbow bridge, thousands of feet wide, slowly descended, spanning half the sky and extending towards the city. Even higher, the clouds shimmered with brilliant hues, gathering in a multitude of colorful formations.

Soon thereafter, a melodious tune unexpectedly emanated from above, as nine Golden Winged Dapeng Birds drew a massive white jade Magic Platform, mountain-sized in scale, racing down from the rainbow bridge's end. Their wingbeats resonated like thunder, roaring into the clouds.

Behind the Magic Platform, hundreds of Immortal Birds and Strange Beasts followed, bearing remarkable, deeply Cultivated individuals upon their backs.

Standing upon the Magic Platform was a colossal bronze statue, a thousand feet tall, incredibly lifelike, its features and demeanor an exact replica of Zhao Sheng.

Presently, at the forefront of the white jade Magic Platform, stood a tall elder adorned with a crown and a magnificent Daoist robe, bearing an eight-part resemblance to Zhao Sheng, his face radiating pride.

Zhao Sheng cast a glance at him, feeling a touch of displeasure, and was on the verge of departing when his gaze settled upon two individuals positioned behind the elder.

Among them, a woman exuded dignity and grace, her bearing noble and glorious, clad in an Azure Mist Phoenix Robe, an attire easily associated with the Sili Family.

Beside her, the middle-aged man possessed an ordinary appearance and a restrained aura, yet was, unexpectedly, a high-ranking Nascent Soul Ancestor.

"Zhao Zhongyou?! How could it be him! How could the Zhao Family be involved in the Chen Family's affairs? Could it be..." Zhao Sheng furrowed his brows, somewhat taken aback.

That middle-aged man had once been a rising star of the Ximeng Zhao Family, one of the Nascent Soul seedlings upon whom he had placed great hopes.

Now that this individual had successfully broken through to Nascent Soul, not to mention aligning himself with Chen Ren, something significant must have transpired; otherwise, the Zhao Family descendant would not have transgressed the rules he had established long ago.

Just as Zhao Sheng was experiencing this shock, the white jade Magic Platform reached the city's upper sky, revealing the bronze statue's full grandeur!

As the bronze statue appeared, the entire Suspended City erupted in cheers, their volume akin to mountains and oceans.

Witnessing this, Zhao Sheng comprehended the elevated status he held in the hearts of the Chen Family Members.

Despite his aversion to such a deity-making campaign, he had to concede the remarkable methods employed by the Chen Family Nascent Soul Ancestors.

Observing countless individuals worship him like a Divine Spirit, Zhao Sheng felt disquieted, losing interest in further observation. His figure gradually dissolved amidst the crowd's mountainous cheers, vanishing...

No one realized he had, for a brief moment, returned. Even his old wife, Chen Ying, did not have the opportunity to see her husband again.

For Zhao Sheng, Ascending to the Spirit Realm was akin to severing the Mortal World's ties of Cause and Effect; thus, a meeting held less significance than a memory!

This was not due to a lack of compassion, but rather his desire to avoid inflicting irreparable catastrophe upon his wife and children in the Lower Realm.

As his cultivation deepened, the bonds of Cause and Effect entangling him grew increasingly burdensome.

Now, even a minor "Cause and Effect" inadvertently involving his wife, children, and descendants could almost guarantee utter disaster!

Zhao Sheng had always judged his past and future adversaries with the utmost ill will. Should they detect his silent vigil over his Lower Realm wife, children, and descendants, the repercussions... would be unimaginable.

Therefore, the optimal course of action for him was to avoid contact with Chen Ying, Chen Zhi, Chen Ren, and the others.

Zhao Sheng consistently trusted his spiritual sense, which repeatedly warned him that he was already entangled in several significant, ultimately irreconcilable Causes and Effects.

After confirming his family's well-being, Zhao Sheng did not linger in the Chen Family's Floating City. He performed only a small act, discreetly placing a Carrying Dao Treasure inside Ancestor Zheng Jue's cave mansion before departing.

Three hundred years had elapsed, and Ancestor Zheng Jue had attained the Half-step Divinity Transformation Realm; he was now merely a single opportunity away from breaking through and achieving the God Transformation Realm.

Zhao Sheng acted on an impulse, hoping for another Divinity Transformation True Monarch to emerge within the Chen family, thereby sustaining the family's fortune for centuries to come.

Subsequently, he left a Carrying Dao Treasure with the Ximeng Zhao Family. If properly utilized, the Zhao Family might produce a Divinity Transformation True Monarch within a few hundred years.

This was merely a small, insignificant effort Zhao Sheng could undertake; any further actions might invite interference from this realm's Heavenly Dao, giving rise to additional Causes and Effects.

...

Outer Sea, Lichen Island.

Three hundred years had passed, and this spirit island, once a secluded overseas haven, had now regained its former tranquility. The number of ascetics hidden and cultivating in seclusion on the island was on the rise, and by this point, each of the eighteen spirit peaks beyond the main peak had found its own master.

Lichen Island's main peak towered over ten thousand feet high, its summit perpetually shrouded in clouds, perpetually steaming with colorful glows, and its Treasure Light ascended into the sky. An imposing and magnificent Jade Palace was constructed at the peak, encircled by eighteen high peaks, reminiscent of stars orbiting the moon.

Behind the main peak lay the location of the Cross-border Transmission Array.

On that particular day, a tall figure materialized out of thin air upon the vast platform dotted with Crystal Array Pillars.

Zhao Sheng gazed at the sixty-four crystal-clear Array Pillars before him, his eyes betraying a hint of reminiscence.

Suddenly, the three Nascent Soul Ancestors guarding the Great Array's periphery noticed an unknown intruder trespassing the Forbidden Land. Their faces instantly contorted, and they prepared to summon their Mana and jointly attack the trespasser.

Yet, in the very next moment, an unimaginably immense pressure descended from the sky, instantly rendering the three Nascent Soul Ancestors completely immobile, unable to stir even a single finger.

All three Nascent Soul Cultivators were gripped by profound terror, their hearts suddenly overwhelmed with an incomparable sense of awe.