194: The Eternal Emperor, such is his true nature.

Wang Changsheng was an Ancient Great Emperor!

Although this Ancient Great Emperor did not hold the Mandate of Heaven and was not a Great Emperor of the current age, and his combat power was inferior to a Great Emperor of the current age, he was still not someone a Quasi-Emperor could compare to.

With such strength, he really did everything in the academy; he was called an Elder, but in reality, there was no difference between him and a servant.

The last time I saw him, he was guarding the Savage God Platform, and now he was directly cleaning up here.

He really had become a sweeping monk!

"Just because one's Cultivate is heaven-defying, does that mean one cannot sweep the floor or live an ordinary life here?"

Wang Changsheng did not stop the movement in his hands and asked in return.

"This Junior is simply puzzled. With Elder Wang's ability, you are capable of traversing the Five Domains and shaking the heavens. Why are you willing to hide in this place, accompanied only by a broom and fallen leaves, ignoring the affairs of the world?"

Qin Wushang spoke bluntly.

This time, Wang Changsheng stopped his sweeping and gently leaned the bamboo broom against an ancient tree nearby.

This simple action, however, faintly held a profound quality that harmonized with the rhythm of heaven and earth.

"Actually, this old man is not as strong as you say. I am just an old fellow who fears death, merely lingering on in a wasted existence."

Wang Changsheng smiled self-deprecatingly, his expression full of vicissitudes.

"Elder Wang, you are too modest."

Qin Wushang shook his head, his gaze clear.

"If an Ancient Great Emperor can be considered a coward, then I'm afraid there are few people with courage left in the Five Domains and Two Heavens."

His tone was calm, yet it was like a thunderclap.

In Wang Changsheng's turbid eyes, a bright light flashed suddenly. Although it was only for an instant, it caused the surrounding space to stagnate for a moment.

He looked deeply at Qin Wushang, his gaze as if trying to pierce through his Soul.

"You... are actually able to see through this old man's Cultivate?"

Wang Changsheng's voice was somewhat surprised.

"Even that Chu girl, who bears the national fortune and has keen perception, could not detect this old man's background."

"These eyes of yours... are they truly just Supreme Double Pupils?"

Qin Wushang met his gaze calmly and smiled slightly: "This Junior just guessed correctly by chance. Observing Elder Wang's extraordinary bearing and faint signs of transcendence, I made a bold guess."

"Looking at Elder Wang's reaction now, it seems I guessed correctly."

"By chance?"

Wang Changsheng shook his head, clearly not believing it.

"The heaven-peering ability and world-opening power of the Supreme Double Pupils cannot be covered up by you saying it was just by chance."

Qin Wushang: "..."

He felt somewhat helpless; this really wasn't seen through the Supreme Double Pupils!

It was the System interface...

Forget it, let the misunderstanding be.

Wang Changsheng did not speak again.

He walked with his hands behind his back, slowly pacing toward a stone staircase nearby that led to a pavilion higher up.

Qin Wushang understood and followed silently.

"The spirit of youth, being frivolous and arrogant, is naturally common."

Wang Changsheng said slowly, his voice echoing in the silent mountain forest, "But that which is too rigid is easily broken; if a tree stands taller than the forest, the wind will surely destroy it."

"Your talent is peerless, and you are blessed with Luck. You are a rare Prodigy throughout the ages, but a Prodigy, before truly growing up, is ultimately just a Prodigy, not a powerhouse."

"This Junior will remember Elder Wang's teachings."

Qin Wushang followed half a step behind, neither humble nor arrogant.

"However, if one is not frivolous or unrestrained in their youth, how can they be called a youth?"

"What this Junior does is not intentional arrogance, nor is it looking down on others; it is merely... such is my nature, acting according to the flow."

"What a 'such is my nature'!"

Wang Changsheng paused slightly, looked back at Qin Wushang, a trace of appreciation flashing in his eyes, which then turned into deeper emotion.

"Enough arrogance, enough pride! Like, truly like..."

He looked up at the vast firmament, his gaze seeming to pierce through the clouds to see the endlessly distant past.

"Thinking back to when this old man was young, wasn't I the same?"

"I thought the Mandate of Heaven was with me, viewing the heroes of the world as nothing... Alas, fate plays tricks on people; the Mandate of Heaven... is ultimately difficult to defy."

A long sigh expressed endless regret and vicissitudes.

In his era, the Mandate of Heaven did not manifest, so he could not prove the Realm of a Great Emperor of the current age, could not hold the Mandate of Heaven, and could only achieve the Dao in an alternative way.

Now, he has sunk into this Mortal World, completely disappearing from the torrent of the era.

Watching the academy Disciples Cultivate!

Watching the self-proclaimed extraordinary Prodigies fight!

It's not that he is interested in such trivial matters, but that he is recalling his own past through them.

Seeing the shadow of his own childhood in them!

"Elder Wang, with your current Realm and Lifespan, this is the time to climb to new peaks and explore the Dao. How can you be dejected because of past events?"

"At your age, it is the time to venture forth!"

Qin Wushang advised, "You have already stood at the pinnacle of this world. You should exert your remaining strength to knock on the Immortal Gate, become the first person to open the immortal path, and achieve an eternal, indestructible legend!"

"Immortal Ascension? Heh..."

Wang Changsheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, his expression full of bitterness and confusion.

"The immortal path is ethereal; where is the gate? This old man bears the name 'Changsheng', has walked the Mortal World for over twenty thousand years, seen all the changes in the world, and understood ten thousand volumes of classics, yet I have not even touched a trace of the true meaning of an immortal."

His tone became low and ethereal.

"Before entering the Emperor Realm, looking at an immortal was like a frog at the bottom of a well looking up at the moon in the sky, feeling that although it was unreachable, there would eventually be a day to reach it."

"Upon stepping into this Realm, thinking oneself was transcendent, looking at the immortal again was like a mayfly looking up at the vast blue sky, only then realizing how small one was and how vast the road ahead was."

"It is no longer a matter of being unreachable, but... nowhere to start, nowhere to seek."

The Ancient Great Emperor, yet trapped by the name of longevity, could not seek the true immortal, and could not obtain true longevity.

His father once said that his life lacked longevity, so he used his name to fill this gap.

It was true that his life lacked longevity, and using it as a name could not grant longevity or achieve immortality.

"Since the immortal path exists in the world, leaving behind legends and records, then it proves this path is feasible."

Qin Wushang's expression was calm as he continued: "Feeling that it cannot be touched is just because one is not standing high enough, seeing far enough, or has not accumulated enough."

"The path is under one's feet, and also in one's heart."

Wang Changsheng heard this, remained silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Perhaps... you are right."

The two had now ascended to an ancient pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Outside the pavilion, the sea of clouds churned, and inside, a cool breeze brushed their faces.

Qin Wushang waved his hand, and a set of white jade wine utensils appeared on the stone table, along with a wine pot that faintly had spiritual light flowing on it.

It was the wine immortal pot.

He slowly poured a cup for each of them.

The wine was crystal clear, yet faintly glimmered with a strange blood color, emitting a rich essence.

"Living creature blood wine..."

Wang Changsheng looked at the wine in the cup, then glanced at the wine pot, and said calmly: "Brewed with the essence blood and Soul of living creatures, this wine pot of yours is truly an extraordinary Demonic Weapon."

"Elder Wang has a sharp eye."

Qin Wushang raised his cup and smiled: "To be able to see through the reality of this pot at a glance, you, Elder, are even more extraordinary."

Wang Changsheng did not say any more, but with a slight movement of his consciousness, the blood wine in the cup turned into a thin red line, flew into the air, and accurately landed in his mouth.

He closed his eyes, tasted it carefully, and a complex expression appeared on his face.

"Elder Wang, when you were young, you had also entered the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm, right?"

Qin Wushang put down his wine cup and asked.

"Correct."

Wang Changsheng opened his eyes and nodded: "That was a long time ago. Why, are you interested in that place?"

"Indeed."

Qin Wushang said solemnly: "It is rumored that within the Secret Realm, there are not only massive amounts of dao seed, but also the ethereal immortal seeds."

"This Junior is about to enter it. Although I have some confidence, I know very little about the Secret Realm itself."

"May I ask Elder Wang, what kind of place is that Ancient Desolate Secret Realm... exactly? What are the Opportunities and dangers within?"