Chapter 991: Chapter 991

"Two sixes, could they be fake?" Yun Jianchu sighed and offered the immortal garment. Cinian, who was compassionate and did not discriminate against them like others, had lost fairly and willingly. Holding the light yet splendid immortal garment, Cinian was still in a daze. Finally, after being urged by Siheng, he put the immortal garment on.

Since the original owner of the immortal garment had completely perished and no trace of his presence remained in the world, the garment had become ownerless. Naturally, Cinian had no trouble putting it on. This kind of immortal garment changed according to his will. First, it was an undergarment, then a yellow middle garment, and finally a resplendent red kasaya! Especially under the sunlight, it was almost blinding to everyone! In just two words, magnificent! Moreover, after Cinian put it on, he stood more upright, and his appearance seemed to have become younger by a few years.

Even an old man has a heart for beauty. Cinian happily spun around a few times, admiring his new garment and said cheerfully, "This immortal garment is truly wonderful!" It was of appropriate thickness, neither too light nor too heavy, and he even felt as if his body had gained a bit more strength. Everyone offered their congratulations. Cinian was even more delighted.

After all this trouble, Nanli was not tired, but since this place was Keyang’s immortal residence, she did not want to stay longer. "I’ll leave first," she said. Siheng was puzzled: "Why don’t you take me with you?" The barrier here had been broken, and the spiritual energy would completely dissipate in about a month, leaving it worthless.

Nanli blinked and lectured him, "It seems you’re used to the good life. Even if the Spirit Tree withers, the spiritual energy stays within the barrier, and the spiritual herbs continue to grow. Now that the spiritual energy is gone, they will wither soon too. You need to pick them all before they wither." "Me?" Siheng was momentarily silent. Having been a prince even in his reincarnation in the Human World, he had never done anything like picking herbs.

Nanli touched her belly and said, "Yes, you." Siheng met his wife’s gaze and had no choice but to agree, "Alright, I’ll take care of it." Hearing his words, Nanli left first with a Transfer Talisman, feeling relieved.

However, the others did not follow. After all, there were several mountains in this valley, and it would be too much work for Siheng to pick herbs alone, so they volunteered to help. Moreover, Yun Yubai was proficient in talisman techniques and drew more than a dozen Puppet Talismans to assist.

However, picking herbs required precision, and these puppets needed to contain some of his memories to know exactly how to pick herbs, so they consumed a considerable amount of spiritual energy. With his current cultivation, more than ten talismans were almost his limit. Seeing this, Siheng couldn’t help but say, "In the days to come, you must focus on your cultivation. A’Li’s cultivation wasn’t as high as yours before, but she could draw dozens of talismans at a time."

Yun Yubai quickly accepted the advice: "I understand." Given his current situation, he needed to become strong enough to protect others and couldn’t always rely on Siheng.

Yun Jianchu, on the other hand, thought her son was great at everything. When they reached another mountain, she said, "Xiao Bai, don’t listen to him. You’re already amazing! How many people in the world can compare with Nanli now? Even Little Heng might not be able to draw talismans better than Nanli."

Yun Yubai gave a wry smile: "Mother, you don’t have to worry about me being discouraged. I should be diligent and can’t be as careless as I used to be." Yun Jianchu felt a sense of relief: "You really have grown up..."

Each pair had their own mountain to dig on. Naturally, Crimson Nine Lands was with Chu Yang. Siheng was with Cinian.

However, Cinian, having just received his new garment, kept adjusting and looking down at it along the way. Even when he saw medicinal herbs, he was afraid that the dirt would soil his new clothes. Siheng helplessly said, "Zen Master Cinian, this is an immortal garment. Even if your own blood gets on it, it can clean itself automatically."

"Is... is that so?" Cinian touched his bald head. "Ah, it’s because I’ve never seen or worn anything good before, I didn’t know." With that, he felt relieved and acted more freely. However, he kept muttering along the way that the Heavenly Dao had been kind to him, and he was grateful.

Siheng, with his keen hearing, couldn’t bear to listen to his muttering any longer. He then remembered something and took out an object from his Qiankun Bag. He felt somewhat guilty and said, "When I fought with Shang Jue earlier, the Sky Plough Pearl was damaged by her. Zen Master Cinian, I’m really sorry."

Cinian’s body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head. The Sky Plough Pearl in Siheng’s hand was severely damaged, with a large crack winding across the bead and other signs of shattering. The bead had also lost its former luster, indicating that the Sky Plough Pearl could no longer be used.

His heart felt blocked and extremely uncomfortable, and then he thumped to his knees. "Heaven! Could it be that you are compensating me?!" "This is the ancestral immortal instrument of the Divine Buddha Sect. Now that it’s damaged , how can I face my ancestors?" "I am guilty! I am guilty!!"

The Buddha’s Light of the Divine Buddha Sect could no longer be cultivated, and now with the loss of the Sky Plough Pearl, it was a devastating blow to the Divine Buddha Sect!

Siheng was startled and quickly said, "Zen Master Cinian, please rest assured, I will definitely find a way to repair the Sky Plough Pearl." Cinian’s sorrow was only temporary. He sighed with resentment a few times, then wiped the corners of his eyes and calmed down, saying, "It was an honor for the Sky Plough Pearl and the Divine Buddha Sect that the Celestial Sovereign used it to defeat Shang Jue. It’s best if it can be repaired, but if it can’t... it’s okay. The Celestial Sovereign need not feel guilty."

Siheng admired Cinian’s magnanimity and said, "Zen Master, rest assured, I will do my best." Cinian shook his head gently, "Now that you have reached the Celestial Sovereign realm, the Immortal World has not reappeared, Keyang has perished, and there may be only one immortal in the world. If you want to find a way, you will have to learn, and you won’t have time. Let’s put the matter of the Sky Plough Pearl aside for now and focus on Nanli and the child. That is the most important thing at present."

These words were like a warm current in winter, enveloping Siheng’s entire body. He smiled, a smile that seemed to turn all the splendid colors of the world into black and white, gathering all the light onto himself. "Thank you, Zen Master. I will arrange it properly."

Cinian was so captivated that he couldn’t help but mutter, "If the Celestial Sovereign is this handsome, then Princess Xingmian must be a top beauty." Siheng said, "Shang Jue and the others say I look like my mother, but I don’t know how much I resemble her. I have never seen her since I was a child."

"Not even a painting was left behind?" Cinian was puzzled. "None," Siheng replied calmly. "Moreover, since I was old enough to understand, my father never mentioned my mother to me."

His daily life consisted only of cultivation, nothing else. That was why his personality had always been cold and distant until he met A’Li. Cinian said, "Perhaps the old venerable master knew the details about Princess Xingmian, so he was deliberately cautious. Celestial Sovereign, don’t take it too much to heart."

Siheng nodded. However, on the neighboring mountain, there were unwelcome guests. He left Cinian there to continue picking and immediately went to the neighboring mountain to see what was going on. In the dense forest, a group of cultivators was using everything they had learned to catch chickens.