Translator: Storm in a Teacup

  Qing Jun nodded slightly and looked up to the sky, “I can’t tell you what happened thirty thousand years ago. It’s forbidden. But the Nine-Petaled Lotus Heavenly Seizure Record was adapted from True Nine-Petaled Lotus Record by my master. The former seven Seizers seem dangerous, but still offer a glimpse of hope. Yet the last two Seizures are can hardly be mastered. Even if my master is a brilliant talent, he still failed to correct path towards the Eighth Seizure. He just grasped some vague awareness of where to find the Ninth Seizure.”


  Luo Jianqing stroked his bell necklace and stood up. He looked at Qing Jun, with sadness and grieve slowly hidden in his eyes. He made an obeisance to Qing Jun and said, “Several days ago, I met Sir Mo Qing, and he told me a lot of secrets.”


  After a short silence, Qing Jun laughed out, “I know, I saw him too, and that was my first time…… to see him.”


  Luo Jianqing said, “Sir, if you plan to help me when I cultivate the last Two Seizures, why do you show up now?”


  “I will disappear soon.” Qing Jun said calmly, “My consciousness can only show up once and doesn’t have any power. I can only help you with my understanding of my own realm and my master, nothing more. But now, you are giving up cultivating the Seizure of Life and Death, so I have to show up and encourage you.”


  Luo Jianqing sneered, “What are life and death? Right on the Feng Sheng Sea, you told me that neither the life and death of an individual nor of all the people in this world were the true life and death. Then what are life and death? My mind is not liberal enough to concern everyone in the world, and there are only few people in my mind. As long as my master is alive, my friends are alive, everyone I know keeps alive, then I don’t care about other people’s fate.”


  Qing Jun turned around and looked up at the sky, “If Mo Qiu comes back to life now, do you think he really gets another life?”


  Luo Jianqing frowned with a complex expression, “What do you mean?”


  “You are the only one who can keep him alive. It’s on you, not on him. You really believe that if he had escaped the disaster three days ago, if he hadn’t died for saving you, he could have been alive now?” Qing Jun flickered his sleeves, “Luo Jianqing, since you started to cultivate the Nine-Petaled Lotus Heavenly Seizure Record, you have no longer been bound by the law of nature. The path you’ve chosen is unique. For tens of thousands of years, no one, not a single person in this world has succeeded in transforming into deity. So, even if Mo Qiu reaches Da Sheng Period and prolongs five thousand years life, his fate will not change. Death will still descend on him five thousand years later.”


  “Neither the life and death of an individual nor of all the people in this world are the true life and death.”


  “The true life and death are to change the predestined fate of falling decreed by the nature of law! The true life and death are to reopen the path towards deity.”


  “When you cultivate the last Seizure of Nine-Petaled Lotus Heavenly Seizure Record, you will understand that falling into emptiness and parting forever are not the same as you think.”


  “The Fifth Seizure, Seizing Life and Death.”


  “This is the last Seizure of the law of nature to mortal lives!”


  “You cannot be afraid of it, and giving up is even more unacceptable!”


  “Luo Jianqing, let me ask you again, now do you understand what skills you are cultivating?”


  At this moment, Qing Jun’s elegant and delicate face was tinted with a trace of pressure. With stern eyes, he looked at that panicky, handsome cultivator. Those burning eyes seemed be to testing Luo Jianqing.

  After a long time, Luo Jianqing raised his eyes, “I’m cultivating the Nine-Petaled Lotus Heavenly Seizure Record. Sir Jiu Lian failed, but he paved a new path for me. From now on, I will carry forward his aspiration and seize the Heaven!”


  Instantly, towering power spread out from him, pressing the seawater for three thousand meters!

  Qing Jun’s eyes gradually softened. He gazed at Luo Jianqing with tender eyes, as if he was watching someone else inside Luo Jianqing. Then he raised his finger and tapped Luo Jianqing’s glabella.

  As he touched Luo Jianqing’s glabella, an indigo lotus jade lantern in the forbidden area of Yu Xiao Peak on the Tai Hua Mountain suddenly shined brightly. The lantern shed rays in all directions, and the scent of pill started to perfume the air. The forbidden area, isolated by a ward, was just like a wonderland.

  Luo Jianqing closed his eyes couldn’t help closing his eyes, while Qing Jun’s face got paler.

  The Fifth Seizure of Nine-Petaled Lotus Heavenly Seizure Record, Seizing Life and Death!

  This was the last Seizure of the law of nature to mortal lives. From now on, life would not be bound by the law of nature, flourishing freely.

  The overwhelming pill power poured into Luo Jianqing’s body from his glabella. His meridians were nourished by the warm power. It was not the power for strength or healing, but Luo Jianqing felt himself surrounded by warm water. His body was getting lighter, as if he were floating in the air, with a lot of rules between Earth and Heaven revolving around him.

  The night was pressing up against the dark Feng Shen Sea.

  On the small desolate island, a blood-stained young cultivator restored some color on his face, and the power in his body was surging. However, the graceful man in front of him became weaker, whose already vague figure seemed even more obscure.

  After a whole night, the first ray of sunshine shone on the seawater, glinting from the sea. Qing Jun withdrew his hand, while Luo Jianqing immediately sat down cross-legged, starting to cultivate. Now, Luo Jianqing was like a sword hiding its light, less sharp, but storing tremendous power.

  With hands on his back, Qing Jun walked to the seaside, and his body was about to disappear.

  He gazed at the rising sun in the distance for a long time. Then he turned around, looking at Luo Jianqing who was cultivating with closed eyes.

  “I bet he will make it; don’t you think so?”


  Only the lapping waves responded him.