The Journey to Heaven

Cultivation

"Sister... It's a hard rock I got from the deer's fall, but it's different from what it used to be."

"Hm... Yes this is different, usually the stone obtained is white or clear black, but this stone has a little green color in it."

"Of course it'll be different"

"Oh is it really Uncle Yang, can you explain why?"

Looking at Huozhan's big eyes, Yang Jian began to explain. "The hard rock you hold is called the demonic core..."

Basically, demonic beasts have demonic cores. Level 1 to three demonic beasts had black or white cores that depended on what they ate.

Usually the black core is found in those who eat other demonic beasts and the white core is those who eat plants or animals that are not demonic beasts.

There are also several other cases that can determine the color of the demonic core, essentially the color of the demonic core determines the energy state of the demonic beast.

The white color meant that the demonic beast's energy was pure, and the black color symbolized its heterogeneous energy as it was mixed with the energy of other demonic beasts.

"And as for the green color on this core, it happened because the demonic beast from the core had already entered level 4, and that color would become even more obvious when it exceeded level 4 and so on."

Hearing the explanation from Yang Jian, the two nodded in understanding.

Currently the four of them were heading for the exit from the qilin peak.

"Is the road so far?" Yin Jing asked tiredly, right now his wound had healed though not completely, but the problem was that his strength was still far from his peak strength.

"I also don't know for sure Uncle Yin, me and brother are only here every new year so we don't really remember that."

Hearing Yin Jing's exhausted voice, Yang Jian glanced at WuChang who had since walked leisurely without the slightest fatigue.

This made him even more convinced that the two children had special bodies, like him and his brother.

Experiencing an exhausting journey was new to both of them, because since becoming a cultivator they had never walked so far.

Although they have to travel a long distance, they will definitely ride their mount in the form of an artifact or a beast.

"We're almost there."

"Oh... How do you know brother."

"I can feel it."

Not long after the two brothers spoke, a thin screen blocked their path was spotted.

"Hm... Brother, I don't remember anything like this before?"

"Indeed there's nothing like this here, it looks like it's there after we got home from that town about 3 years ago."

Hearing WuChang and Huozhan's talk, Yang Jian started to worry before walking towards the thin screen.

Poking his hand at the screen, Yang Jian felt a powerful qi energy. Pulling back his hand, he turned to Yin Jing at the back.

"It looks like we can't get out of here by force, even with the peak of our strength."

"But... Who actually put up this screen, is that their grandfather?"

"If it's their grandfather who he really is, the only person stronger than us I know is him, is..."

"Yang Jian why are you so panicked!."

"What's panic?"

"Right, if we can't get out then why."

"Haha... Wouldn't it be better if outsiders judged us dead, at least if we were to die, the war in the outside world would stop even if only for a short while."

"And the best of all is that we can live in seclusion in peace, after hundreds of exhausting years."

Hearing the explanation from his brother, Yang Jian calmed down and realized his current state was not bad but the best.

Eventually the four of them traveled again, but the goal this time was in the direction they would stay for a short while.

...

Upon their arrival home, a combination of 2 adult men and 2 small children were currently building a house for Yang Jian and Yin Jing.

The two decided not to stay in WuChang and Huozhan's house, as it would be troublesome when they wanted to do something that required calm.

"Ha... Finally done, too."

"Uncle-uncle rest, I'll go get a fresh drink."

"Oh brother! I want my drink sweet."

"Why don't you make it yourself."

"Hehehe..."

Seeing the warm interactions of the two, Yang Jian began to recall his relationship with Yin Jing first, when they were still children away from the bloody world of cultivation.

"What are you thinking about Yang Jian?"

"I was thinking about when we were kids."

"Huh why are you thinking of something as useless as that."

The two glanced at each other, and started to smile.

"What do you want to talk about Yin Jing."

"Of course those two kids, just because we can't leave doesn't mean we can't train them."

Contemplating what the brothers said, Yang Jian nodded and agreed.

"Alright we'll teach them the cultivations, but not now."

"Today is too tiring, how we do it tomorrow."

"What could make uncle both smile happily like that."

WuChang who had just come with a drink, was curious what happened to these two adults.

Seeing his drink coming Huozhan instantly threw away what he was working on, and ran towards WuChang.

The four of them began to enjoy fresh drinks on a sunny day, and for Yang Jian and Yin Jing this was probably the happiest time for them since becoming cultivators.

...

Night in which some living beings rest and others begin to interact in the silence of the night.

A child sitting alone with an instrument in his lap, the sound of melody, together with the moonlight creates harmony.

"Heaven, two days have passed since my promise, the first day they came and the second day they were happy, were you the one who sent them."

"When I said I'd play with you, would they be the beginning of this game."

"Since the beginning of the world is just a game you make, and this game has only one ending: death."

"You make us live and you make us die, none of us ask to live or die."

"What exactly is your purpose, whether this is just for your pleasure or looking for someone who deserves to be by your side."

"Heaven. if everything I face is destiny then I will live it until this story ends."

...

Roarrs...

"I grew curious after hearing that voice a second time."

"Yang Jian. You still haven't changed even after living hundreds of years."

"What do you mean by that phrase Yin Jing."

"What I mean, you think, the voice must have come from a powerful being and here you're curious, wouldn't it be better if it never came here."

"You who should be ashamed of Yin Jing, even after becoming one of the strongest people, you are still a coward."

"Huh thou art the fool, not even being able to distinguish alert with fear."

"Yin Jing's..." "Yang Jian's..."

"Good morning uncle-uncle!"

"Hmm... What are you two doing?"

Hearing the voice of the little boy, Yang Jian and Yin Jing who were about to start their fights, instantly fell silent and turned towards the direction of the voice with their best smiles.

"Ehem ahem's... Huozhan, is it time for breakfast."

Blinking his eyes a few times, Huozhan replied in a carefree voice.

"Hehehe, of course, breakfast is ready, there's no way I'll ever forget it again."

"Thank you for bothering you, and Huozhan can you tell your brother not to go after eating?"

"No going? well even if I don't know what it is for, I'll do it."

Seeing Huozhan walk out the door, the two began to improve their appearance.

...

"Sister from yesterday talked about painting, what exactly are you painting?"

"Hmm why are you asking, if you want to know you can see it directly," WuChang said slowly.

Huozhan was speechless at WuChang's invitation, for her where her brother left his own impression.

The last time Huozhan visited her sister's room was when she was 6 years old, the place was too creepy for an innocent child like her.

Her sister's room contained only art instruments such as musical instruments, painting tools, as well as some paintings and calligraphy which were all boring.

Recalling his worst childhood experience, Huozhan shuddered and promised to never go there again.

"Haha... Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"Not really uncle, let's start this morning's meal."

...

Four people stood in the bright morning sun.

Yang Jian and Yin Jing had agreed to train the two children, even they were ready to make WuChang and Huozhan their disciples.

"We call you to talk about something."

"My brother and I will train you to become cultivators," Yang Jian explained.

"Before we proceed, is there anything you ask."

Huozhan only shook her head hearing the statement, whereas WuChang raised his hand.

"Why do we have to train under you, and the important thing is we can't even get out."

Hearing her brother's sentence, Huozhan who shook her head immediately nodded in agreement.

Yang Jian and Yin Jing instantly fell silent, those who normally refused to become teachers, now had to convince the little ones to become their disciples.

"WuChang... look at it.., just think of this cultivation as a way of spending time, and also as a way we pay rent for living here," Yin Jing said slowly.

Nodding WuChang finally agreed after hearing Yin Jing's reply.

Yang Jian was pleased with WuChang's agreement, "well then we'll just start now."