Da Xuan Martial Saint Chapter 1494 - 717: One Pot of Wine, Putting the Past to Rest

"Hahaha, magnificent wine! Truly magnificent! I have sampled countless brews throughout my years, yet this is the first time I have encountered such a divine nectar. Since you have extended the invitation, young friend, it would be churlish of me to decline!"

Yu Jiujiang let out a boisterous laugh before seizing the wine bowl and draining its contents in a single, swift gulp.

The moment the liquid reached his stomach, his eyes snapped wide in sheer astonishment. In a mere heartbeat, a potent and comforting warmth erupted from within, surging through his entire frame.

This immense and overwhelming Yuan Qi acted instantly, mending every internal trauma he had sustained during his youth. It even went as far as forcefully refining his stagnant, decaying Blood Qi. His aging physique began to glow with a newfound, vibrant energy.

Stunned by the violent transformation occurring inside him, Yu Jiujiang remained frozen in place, momentarily bewildered.

As the internal fluctuations finally began to settle, Yu Jiujiang snapped back to his senses. He looked toward the pond, only to find that Chen Mu’s silhouette had vanished. Even the wine pot and the ceramic bowl—fashioned from the very earth—had dissolved back into dust.

"This..."

Yu Jiujiang was left in a state of utter confusion.

Had it not been for the undeniable and massive shifts within his own body, he would have dismissed the entire encounter as a hallucination!

As a steward of the Seven Profound Sect and a powerful practitioner of the Five Viscera Realm, he was a man of vast experience. Yet, in all his travels, he had never even heard of a spiritual wine possessing such miraculous properties.

Mending hidden wounds, extending one's lifespan, and purifying Blood Qi—these effects were so profound that a single drop would be considered a supreme treasure, let alone a full pot!

It was now blindingly obvious.

That young man was far more formidable than he had first estimated; he was likely a Grandmaster or perhaps even a legendary Blood Exchange expert of this world. However, the mystery remained: when had he ever crossed paths with such a figure? The fact that the youth had addressed him as "Senior" only served to deepen his confusion.

Yu Jiujiang sat in silence by the water for a long time, unable to solve the riddle, before eventually rising to his feet.

"No matter."

"Regardless of the reason, this is a blessing from the heavens. I never imagined that an old man like me would have the chance to return to the mortal world and seek out creation once more."

Though his hair remained as white as snow, Yu Jiujiang’s eyes now burned with a sharp, spirited light.

His old injuries were healed, and his Blood Qi was restored!

This meant he had effectively returned to the peak condition he enjoyed in his thirties or forties. He could once again immerse himself in the study of Martial Arts, refine his Five Viscera, and perhaps even strike at the gates of the Six Viscera to pursue the path of a Grandmaster!

He had believed that Yu Jiujiang’s journey in the martial world had reached its conclusion, yet remarkably, he had been given the chance to step back into the fray!

...

High above the Yu family estate.

Chen Mu stood solitary against the vault of heaven, his form invisible to all below.

He looked down at Yu Jiujiang, watching the man standing in the ancient courtyard as his martial will was rekindled. A soft smile touched Chen Mu's lips before he turned his gaze toward the endless blue of the sky.

Chen Mu understood that Yu Jiujiang’s deepest, buried desire was not merely the wealth of his family. While he saw the Yu family’s success as his responsibility, that was a duty accepted only when he felt too old and weak to make a name for himself in the world.

In his youth, as a steward of the Seven Profound Sect, Yu Jiujiang had once stood toe-to-toe with the geniuses of various Sects.

His heart's true longing was not to sit peacefully by a pond fishing, but to return to the martial world to seek out vengeance and settle old scores!

During the era of the original universe,

Chen Mu had been unable to grant this wish for Yu Jiujiang.

But here, within this isolated fragment of time and space, Chen Mu could fulfill that lifelong dream. His pot of spiritual wine was infused with the power of creation; it did not simply hand Yu Jiujiang power, but instead purged his lingering wounds and restored his failing Blood Qi.

Rather than bestowing invincible strength, giving Yu Jiujiang the opportunity to fight his way through the martial world once more was a far more meaningful gift.

Soon,

Chen Mu cleared these thoughts from his mind and swept his vision across the "small" Yu County City. He spotted many familiar faces, including Xiaohua, Xu Hongyu, and others.

"I haven't seen this version of Hongyu in many years. I wonder what she would think if she were here to see her past self... though, she wouldn't truly be seeing a different person, as her past self is fundamentally her."

Chen Mu watched Xu Hongyu on the roof of the City Defense Division. She wore a stern expression in her Flying Fish Suit while reviewing documents, and he couldn't help but smile to himself.

Even though this was a fragmented corner of time, separate from the primary universe, if the power of the Dao were to bridge the two, this place would merge back into the original timeline.

Even for commoners, the past and future selves are not distinct entities; they are one, casting a long shadow across the timeline. If the Xu Hongyu from the original universe were brought here, the consciousness of both versions would instantly intertwine and blend perfectly.

Only a Dao Venerable possesses a distinct separation in their presence on the timeline.

They have truly pulled their essence away from that long shadow, leaving behind a mere projection—a shadow with no link to their true essence, existing only as imagery that follows the path of past events.

"Truly, the nature of time is magnificent and strange."

Chen Mu looked at Xu Hongyu from afar, his eyes shimmering with the complex light of time and the resonance of the Dao.

As for the Chen Yue in this fragment of time, since he would eventually depart and she could not survive on her own afterward, he used the power of creation to grant her immortality. Within this small corner of time, he ensured that no living being would ever have the power to oppose her.