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Chapter 350 - 350 220 Year After Year The Frog in the Well_2


350: Chapter 220 Year After Year, The Frog in the Well_2 350: Chapter 220 Year After Year, The Frog in the Well_2 “Why aren’t you speaking?”


The black and white cat landed, its body suddenly enlarging, becoming like a tiger as it approached with the graceful steps of a cat.


“You’re not a bad person, are you?”


Jiang Jucai couldn’t help but take a half step back, sweating from his forehead, already planning to run.


“Kitty, what did I tell you?”


A slightly cold voice sounded, and the large tiger shrank back into a small black and white cat.


At this moment, the somewhat dilapidated door slowly opened, and a Daoist dressed in coarse blue cloth emerged.


“People shouldn’t be eaten.”


“Kitty didn’t want to eat!


Just wanted to grab and show the Immortal, he looks just like the Immortal, how rare!”


“There are bipeds everywhere outside.”


“Really!


The outside must be nice.”


Like a snake, Kitty swiftly climbed onto Gu Wen’s shoulder and stuck out its tender tongue to lick its paw.


“Later, Kitty will catch many people and keep them in the Grotto Heaven.”


“You can’t catch people either.”


“Then how can Kitty have the human treasure?”


“People aren’t treasures.”


Gu Wen felt somewhat helpless, finding the education of the young quite troublesome.


Innate Divine Beasts lacked the concept of good and evil, and as the family heirloom was still in its youth and unable to distinguish right from wrong, its thinking wasn’t bloodthirsty; it just thought humans were the best treasure because Gu Wen was human.


Like how a puppy buries things.


He turned his gaze to Jiang Jucai, who knelt on both knees, his imperial body bowing with forehead touching ground, saying, “Uncle, I’ve finally met you.”


Gu Wen noted the grey in the other’s hair, no longer the silver-armored, white steed figure of yesteryears.


Any initial resistance he had was swept away by the memories of the past.


A sense of solitude and clarity washed over him, as if only now had time begun to flow.


“What you seek, I know, but you lack the qualifications for cultivation.”


Jiang Jucai’s body shuddered slightly as he knelt, then settled back to calmness, saying earnestly, “Since father’s death, uncle, you are the only elder I have left.


Now, after thirty years of a prosperous era, I’ve come especially today to share this joy with you.”


“Even without longevity, nephew would like to ask if the Jiang family has ever failed to live up to your expectations?”


The Jiang family’s rise to power wasn’t entirely legitimate; they had fought their way through with Gu Wen’s assistance, even the final quelling of the unrest was achieved punch by punch by Chi Yu Zi.


To the common folk, the Jiang family’s revered status due to divine guardianship was seen as ordained by heaven, and the Five Spirits Valley only further elevated their prestige.


But the fate of the Great Daxia did not rest with the scholar-officials or the common people, but solely with Gu Wen.


Gu Wen shook his head, initially without opinion, but seeing such frankness from Jiang Jucai stirred his thoughts.


“If there are eighty years of prosperity in this world, I can grant you longevity.”


Prosperity was rare; creating a foundation from nothing was easy, but maintaining it for decades more was difficult.


If Jiang Jucai truly could steadfastly uphold a golden age, his resolve would be sufficient for cultivation.


Jiang Jucai looked up, taking something with both hands, his voice unable to hide his excitement, “Thank you, Mr.


Wen.”


Afterward, Gu Wen invited him into the courtyard, where they chatted casually for half a day before a gust of wind carried Jiang Jucai thirty miles away.


—————–


The thirty-fifth year of the Great Daxia.


Gu Wen was fifty years old, with thirty years left until his Fate Diagram’s deadline.


Yu Hua descended from the heavens, bringing letters from old friends.


Jiang Fugui and Xiao Yunyi were in seclusion, Lu Chan’s whereabouts were unknown, Chi Yu Zi was as always, and there was news of Hee Huan.


Following was a piece of less favorable news; the human-demon conflicts had never ceased since ancient times, but for the past few millennia, they stayed within a small scope.


But with the Sanqing Daoist Sect moving to the frontier, the conflict suddenly escalated, with a front stretching thousands of miles, and countless cultivators and demons battling at every moment.


Minor battles every three days, major battles every six, with the deaths of True Monarchs and Demon Kings not uncommon.


Among them, the Azure Dragon clan stood out, with Ao Heng overshadowing his peers, with only The Three Pure Ones and Chi Yu Zi able to contend with him.


As the Heavenly Venerate Demon Saint level beings hadn’t yet intervened, those emerging from Immortal Land who had been silent for decades had become the strongest regular forces of war.


The top five prodigies on the list were invincible among their peers.


Gu Wen was somewhat surprised that Chi Yu Zi could already contend with Ao Heng; that girl never mentioned herself in letters, and unassumingly, she had become a central pillar of the Human Race.


“Ao Heng, although he has private contact with us without initiating slaughter, doesn’t hesitate to challenge us openly.


Also, with The Three Pure Ones making a mistake in cultivation, temporarily, no one can suppress his audacity.”


Yu Hua sighed, “If you were here, the younger generation of our race wouldn’t be so suppressed that they couldn’t lift their heads.”


Gu Wen shook his head, “Chan Xi and the others just lack time.


Give them a few more years, they will be able to turn the situation around.”


—————–


The fortieth year of the Great Daxia.


Yu Hua brought letters from old friends; this time, most of the content revolved around the human-demon war.


The Three Pure Daoist, combining the power of their three bodies, defeated Ao Heng, greatly boosting the Human Race’s morale.


Chi Yu Zi’s letter was brief as usual [when will you come out and drink with me], indicating to Gu Wen that her sense of taste had returned.


Jiang Fugui was promoted to a managerial role after his contributions and reached Foundation Establishment in cultivation.


Hee Huan got to know an heir from a Righteous sect, a lady acclaimed as the most talented in Wenkui Continent.


Hee Huan was somewhat moved but restrained his pursuit due to having concubines, and opted to maintain a relationship as Fellow Daoists.


Xiao Yunyi also faced his own springtime; he was ardently pursued by a favored daughter of a Sword Dao Sect, but unlike Hee Huan, he was greatly troubled.


The statement ‘I am older than her grandfather’ in the letter almost made Gu Wen burst out laughing.


Yu Hua said quietly, “Is it that funny?


I should be older than your birth mother.”


Gu Wen immediately refrained from laughing and in his reply, rebuked Xiao Yunyi’s hypocritical behavior.


If you like someone, admit it; if not, just reject them.


Why bother with age!