Peerless God Emperor

It was hard for them to believe that such an inconspicuous figure with a broken arm was actually a hidden expert. Just by sitting there without moving, he was able to easily force back several High Rank of Monarch Stage characters.    

"What just happened?" someone asked.    

"He failed in seeking the Dao, but was instead taught a lesson." Some of the people in the know explained in a low voice.    

They saw what happened, and the person with the severed arm had already rejected them twice, but those people didn't listen at all. They even wanted to force the figure with the severed arm, but they never would have thought that the difference in strength between the two of them was this great.    

He couldn't even withstand a single palm from the other party, yet he still wanted to use force. This was truly laughable.    

"Who's that armed man?" Such a terrifying character would definitely have a great reputation.    

However, no one replied to that person's words. None of them knew where the figure with the severed arm came from. It was as if, just as he had said before, he was merely a nameless individual among all the living beings.    

"Cough, cough." The few buddhist cultivators coughed out blood as they got up from the ground. They looked at the figure with a broken arm, who was still sitting there quietly. Their eyes were filled with fear; not only was he proficient in the buddhist way, but his strength was also terrifying?    

"Let's go!" A few people awkwardly left the area as they spoke.    

The crowd stared meaningfully at the man with the severed arm before dispersing. What happened just now was merely an interlude to them. Although the Southern Firmament City was calm, it didn't mean that there wouldn't be any battles.    

Qin Xuan's gaze flickered. He raised his foot and walked in a certain direction. After a moment, he stood in front of the figure with a broken arm.    

With the strength of the crippled figure, he naturally sensed Qin Xuan's existence. However, he did not have any reaction. He slightly lowered his head as if he was asleep.    

However, Qin Xuan did not disturb the figure with the broken arm. He also sat down and did not say a word, making others not know what he was planning to do.    

The two of them sat like this for an unknown amount of time. Suddenly, the figure with a broken arm opened his mouth and asked, "What are you doing here?"    

"Just like those people." Just like those people, please. Qin Xuan replied.    

"Since you seek the Dao, why didn't you speak up?" The armed man asked again.    

"My request lies in my heart. If senior is willing to preach, then naturally, I will preach. If senior is unwilling, then my fate will be the same as the others. So, why do you need to ask?" Qin Xuan asked.    

Hearing Qin Xuan's answer, the figure with the broken arm remained silent for a moment. Then, he said, "Everyone needs to cultivate different dao. My dao, you can't do it. Let's go."    

"Senior's path is to comprehend the hardships of the human world. This path is indeed something that no ordinary person can endure. This junior admits that he cannot even cultivate." Qin Xuan nodded. He had cultivated to this day, and although he had experienced many difficulties and struggled at the border of life and death, he would not be able to practice the art of losing an arm.    

At the very least, he was unable to sever his love for girls. He had his parents, his wife, his friends, and even his teachers. These were all things he could not part with.    

The figure with the severed arm stared at Qin Xuan, seemingly surprised by Qin Xuan's reply. He then asked, "Since you know you can't fix it, why are you sitting here?"    

"Although I can't cultivate it, there are three thousand great Daos in the world. In fact, they all come from the same place. I would like to ask senior if you have ever wavered because of the way you cultivate this Dao?" Qin Xuan asked as he looked at the figure with a broken arm. This was the first time he met an ascetic. He was curious as to how the monk held on.    

Hearing Qin Xuan's question, the figure with the broken arm became silent again. This time, it took even longer.    

It was as if Qin Xuan's question had troubled him.    

"In the life of a human, there are many hardships. Face them with a smile, don't complain. Relax, do whatever you want, do whatever you want. All you have to do is wait a hundred years for the flower to bloom." The man with the severed arm suddenly spoke out. His tone became much gentler than before.    

It was as if these words were not only an answer to Qin Xuan's question, but also an answer to his own heart.    

Qin Xuan seemed to be deep in thought. He could understand the first part, but the last two sentences were very profound, which made him very confused.    

He couldn't help but look at the severed arm figure and ask, "One hundred years later, how do you explain the timing of that flower's blooming?"    

A hundred years is just an empty finger. Maybe ten years, maybe ten. As for that flower, it's the flower of the great Dao. The armed man replied.    

After the explanation from the armed man, Qin Xuan immediately understood what was going on.    

No matter how difficult and difficult life was, all one had to do was smile and face it all. They had to let go of their worries and let nature take its course. Sooner or later, the flower of the Great Dao would bloom for them.    

This was the dao that the one-armed man believed in, and it was also the power that supported him to persevere.    

Qin Xuan looked at the figure with the severed arm and a trace of admiration appeared in his heart.    

With his strength, he could have reborn an arm long ago, but he didn't do so. He was willing to face the world in this manner, and it could be seen that his state of mind had reached a realm of transcendence. He had no desire, and did not care about the opinions of the people; he only pursued the freedom of his heart.    

"Senior's state of mind is extraordinary, junior admires you." Qin Xuan cupped his hands towards the figure with the severed arm. Such an extraordinary character was indeed worthy of respect.    

"Almsgiver is too kind. It's easier said than done." The figure with the severed arm forced a smile. Although he had persisted on his path, he had still yet to comprehend the Dao. From this, it could be seen that his heart had yet to achieve true transcendence.    

Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed as he heard this. He seemed to be able to understand the thoughts of the man with the broken arm. He smiled and said, "I believe that one day, Senior will be able to make the flower bloom!"    

"Let the flower bloom?" The figure with the severed arm mumbled, as a glint of light flickered in his cloudy eyes. He then raised his head to look at Qin Xuan and spoke, "Thank you for your blessings, Sir."    

"Master will continue to cultivate." Qin Xuan bade farewell to the figure with the severed arm. After which, he stood up and left. After having a conversation with this person, his heart was filled with benefits.    

The man with the severed arm looked at Qin Xuan's back as he left. There seemed to be an unfathomable depth in his eyes. Not long after, he also stood up and disappeared into the crowd.