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Chapter 486: Chapter 486

True Person Qinghui... she, she ascended to immortality!

Right before the eyes of everyone in the capital.

Accompanied by the grand and spectacular celestial phenomena that day, no matter how unbelievable, True Person Qinghui attaining the Dao and ascending had already become the consensus of all present.

Thunderclaps passed, spiritual rain fell, a celestial ladder appeared...

Some said they glimpsed the majestic and ethereal immortal palaces, others swore with high-flown talk that they saw mighty heavenly soldiers clad in full armor, and there were those who claimed to have personally witnessed the Thunder God and Lightning Mother welcoming the True Person to the upper realm.

Along with folk ballads being continuously sung among the people, some even spoke of the immortal title the True Person received after becoming an immortal.

In short, opinions varied widely, but no one could fully describe the shock brought by that day.

Farmers in the fields eagerly put down their hoes, officials who witnessed this phenomenon all set aside their tasks, and everyone involuntarily widened their eyes. There were also clever individuals who, recalling the opportunity left behind when the True Person entered the Dao years ago, hurriedly ordered horses to be harnessed and quickened their pace, rushing towards Xuanzhen Temple.

And at that time, the area around Xuanzhen Temple was already packed with people.

Even after everyone left, they were still excited, feeling it was not enough. Those who missed out due to a slow reaction were filled with even deeper regret.

For a time, not only Xuanzhen Temple, but all the major taverns and small inns throughout the capital were packed to the brim. Storytellers everywhere, wielding their long clappers, were practically dancing with excitement, full of passion and fervor.

Starting from the capital, Daoist temples sprang up like bamboo shoots after rain all over the country. Recalling how the True Person earlier entered the Dao through painting, with literary grace and elegance, the common people spontaneously revered her as the Painting Sage. From that year onward, she received the incense offerings and worship of thousands of disciples.

For several whole months, even during the scorching summer, this craze sweeping the entire capital showed no sign of fading.

However, what truly drove the common people wild was still to come. On the day the True Person ascended, the plants and trees around Xuanzhen Temple grew wildly, naturally benefiting the nearby fields and villages.

Early in the third month, the early rice had just been planted, and it was not yet harvest time, but now they had already reaped a considerable yield.

Some with bigger ambitions even took advantage of others' inattention to quietly take some away.

Yet the pleasant surprise came later. Even though most were bought at high prices by high officials and even the current emperor, who would have thought that a year later, the experienced farmers would be astonished to discover that, perhaps blessed by the immortal's lingering grace, the yield from these seeds had actually increased by more than double.

"This... this is the immortal's grace!"

"Thank you for the immortal's gift!"

"Thank the Sage for his mercy!"

In this era, immortals were originally revered, especially since a mortal had established a path and become a sage. Now, it even involved their own interests.

Thus, the Sage temples, originally with flourishing incense offerings everywhere, became even more popular and bustling.

Inside Xuanzhen Temple, the paintings left behind by An Ning earlier were revered as sage relics. The junior disciples like Lingshu who remained all stood tall and straight. While diligently guarding the temple every day, they were also not the least bit weak towards those who came to pay respects and make requests.

What a joke! So what if they were high officials and nobles? They were still disciples who had served an immortal!

Of course, the facts were indeed so. Due to the majesty of the already ascended Immortal Venerable, no matter how many desires there were, Xuanzhen Temple remained a pure land.

Apart from the visibly boosted confidence, the young Daoist disciples still happily read poetry and painted every day, occasionally even sparring in skill with the talented scholars and ladies who came by.

Now, the literary path flourished greatly. With the precedent of the True Person attaining the Dao, everyone in the world took pride in literary talent. Families with even a little background, or those with some spare money, would be laughed to death if they didn't send their daughters to learn to read and write.

What? Girls shouldn't be too prominent? Where did that outdated idea come from? Hah, isn't this disrespectful to the immortal?

Publishing poems under the name of a father, brother, or husband? Hmph, let's ask who doesn't know that before the Sage ascended, she most despised those who plagiarized, encroached on others' achievements, and were merely famous in name.

In short, as An Ning's reputation as the Painting Sage grew stronger, for a time, talented and graceful young girls and married women became the most dazzling stars at major banquets in the capital.

At the Xie residence, Tutor Xie, now over sixty and having regained her health and vitality, picked up her brush again. Accompanied by Tutor Yang, she traveled to various places over the next few decades, leaving behind countless beautiful paintings passed down and recited by later generations.

Perhaps because her mind was broad and open, Third Miss Xie, who had been quite famous from a young age, actually improved her painting skills even further in her old age.

If earlier there were still people secretly coveting or even contemplating the legacy left by the True Person, then now...

Earlier, although the True Person had attained the Dao, she was ultimately still within the human category. But a properly attained immortal, an Immortal Venerable revered by all the people, was already separated by a chasm. Who would dare offend her?

Aren't they afraid of bringing disaster upon their descendants, or even having to be oxen or horses for others in the next life? Or taking a trip to the Avīci Hell after death?

Because of this taboo, even many years after An Ning's departure, Tutor Xie's family was still revered.

As for the Old Xiao Family group in Stone Village, Sifang County, they did want to raise the banner of being the immortal's nephews and grandnephews. Unfortunately, back then, who didn't know the True Person had made a clear statement?

She had completely severed all karma with the Old Xiao Family.

Especially seeing that Old Man Xiao passed away, and even the True Person's birth parents, the couple Xiao Lao Er, died earlier, the Sage still in the mortal world never showed up, let alone left any legacy.

According to villagers, it was said that before that couple died, they kept muttering something about "Second Ya"!

Compared to Lady Yang, who regained her vitality overnight, who still didn't understand the key point here? They couldn't help but follow the trend and curse a couple of times: blind and unable to recognize a true immortal, missing the opportunity for the whole family to attain the Dao.