Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 1471 Breaking Through the Darkness to See New Light

The soil on the ground was slowly turned over, and a large ochre-colored urn rose from the ground and was placed on the ground to the side.

Cracks quickly appeared on the surface of the large urn, and pieces peeled off out of thin air with cracking sounds.

As a large pool of yellowish liquid flowed onto the ground, a pale-faced "person" covered in a thick layer of gelatinous medicine was revealed inside.

This person's limbs were severed, but tubes were inserted into his mouth and nose to connect him to the outside and maintain basic breathing.

Those in positions of authority typically use this to determine whether those below them are alive or dead.

Chen Chuan walked to the front, and from that barely recognizable resolute face, one could recognize that the other person was Chen Bitong.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and his bodily functions were at their lowest point, making him appear like a candle flickering in the wind. Yet, one could sense a tenacious willpower supporting this broken body, maintaining the last vestiges of life.

Huo Zhuifeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw it.

After a quick glance, Chen Chuan had a pretty good understanding of Chen Bitong's physical condition.

Fighters are usually very resilient and can recover on their own by relying on their mutated tissues as long as they have enough nutrition.

However, due to the prolonged lack of high-energy nutrition, the mutated tissues in the latter's body have almost atrophied, and if the mutated tissues lack nutrition for a long time, they will erode the body.

If it weren't for the inhibitor that might have been in the pills used to prolong his life, he might already be dead. Even so, the situation is not optimistic; apart from vital organs, the rest of his body has been filled with abnormally growing, mutated tissue.

If nutrients are added now, they will be greedily absorbed by these mutated tissues first, which will only hasten the person's death. The mutated tissues, which are almost integrated with the flesh and bones, must be dealt with first.

He then reached out and touched Chen Bitong's forehead, his body shimmering with platinum-gold spiritual fire.

After it was reflected into Chen Bitong's body, the excess mutated tissue was quickly dissolved and peeled away, while a gentle energy drawn by his spirit began to slowly repair his battered body.

After a dozen seconds, Chen Bitong's previously faint breathing gradually became heavier, and his heartbeat also began to become stronger.

Chen Chuan lowered his fingers. Chen Bitong had been pulled back from the brink of death. With sufficient nutrition and a period of recuperation, he would gradually recover.

But physical injuries are easier to heal than mental ones...

After a while, Chen Bitong's eyelids twitched as he tried to open his eyes. At first, he only squinted, but he quickly adjusted to the light and opened them fully.

The moment Chen Chuan's eyes met his, he saw the still resolute and bright gaze and knew that he had not gone mad.

He said, "Teacher Chen, how are you feeling?"

Chen Bitong looked at him, moved his lips, but couldn't make a sound at first, as if he had forgotten how to speak.

After a while, he said in a difficult, somewhat awkward and weak voice, "Did it... succeed?"

Chen Chuan knew he was asking about the scattered pure substances, and he nodded, saying, "Teacher Chen, it's a success."

At this moment, he looked at Chen Bitong and paid attention to the latter's condition. As a fighter, he was able to hold on until now, which he believed was mainly due to his own tenacious willpower and the fact that he couldn't let go of some things he cared about.

He feared that Chen Bitong might give up everything after hearing the news, but fortunately, Chen Bitong's eyes brightened even more after hearing it.

Huo Zhuifeng watched from the side, deeply moved. The idea that someone could endure the torture of being in a vat for so many years was only theoretical; most people would have gone mad long ago.

Just look at the people buried here, and you'll know how Chen Bitong managed to hold on until now, even though he knew there was no hope left.
After saying that, Chen Bitong seemed to regain some of his former senses, and he said in a dry voice, "...How long has it been?"

Chen Chuanchuan said, "Today is January 6th, the 99th year of the Jianzhi era. It has been exactly four years since Teacher Chen was imprisoned."

"It's been four years."

Chen Bitong was momentarily dazed. He asked, "Campus Chen, how did you find me?"

Nourished by the gentle energy drawn by Chen Chuan, the functions of various parts of his body began to gradually recover.

Chen Chuan said, "The old imperial family has been destroyed. I learned about your whereabouts, Teacher Chen, from Gai Shuhe."

A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Bitong's eyes. The old imperial family had been destroyed? Four years? Had only four years passed?
Huo Zhuifeng said, "Instructor Chen, don't doubt it. A lot has happened in the past four years. You can adjust your body first and then slowly understand."

Chen Chuan said, "Teacher Chen, let me take you back for treatment first." He put his hand on Chen Bitong's shoulder.

Huo Zhuifeng then turned his gaze to the side and said, "You two go first. I'll go see those two and see who they are." With that, he walked over to an open space.

After he left, Chen Bitong asked, "Xiao Jin... is he alright?" Chen Chuan replied, "Don't worry, Teacher Chen, he's fine. He's now a student at Wuyi Academy. Recently, the main academy held a national league, which he also participated in. Teacher Chen should be able to see his match."

Chen Bitong revealed a complicated look in his eyes and said, "Student Chen, please don't talk to him yet."

Chen Chuan nodded, deciding not to tell Chen Xiaojin yet, as it might affect his condition. He also felt it would be safer for the father and son to meet after Chen Bi had reconciled.

Although Chen Bitong has lost his hands and feet, there are now many technologies that can make him like an ordinary person again, and it is even possible for him to regain his strength, so there is no need to worry too much about that.

He said, "Teacher Chen, I'll take you away." After he finished speaking, a ray of platinum light flowed from his palm onto Chen Bitong's body, and then the two of them slowly rose from the ground.

When Chen Bitong saw this, he was even more surprised. The fact that someone could use such an ability undoubtedly indicated Chen Chuan's current identity.

Fighter!
He couldn't help but glance at Chen Chuan; it seemed that a lot had really happened in the past four years.

Then he felt the scenery around him suddenly become blurry. Because he had overexerted himself so much, he had been holding on by sheer willpower. Now that his mind was relaxed, his eyelids felt heavy, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Chuan led him out of the fusion area and headed back to Anbei Road. Although the central city of Haixi Road had medical facilities, the entire Haixi Road had not yet been integrated into the skyline, so it was not suitable to arrange a trip there.

Anbei Road is located north of Zhongjing, behind the Youdu army, making it easier to keep an eye on it.

Upon reaching the vicinity of the airship outside the city, a professional medical team was already on board to receive the person and transport them to the central city.

Chen Chuan contacted the hospital director in the central city to inquire about techniques for limb rehabilitation.

The other party stated that using an implant is the most convenient option and can basically guarantee consistency with the original limb. If one does not wish to use an implant, there are currently medications available to promote limb regeneration.

The treatment costs are slightly higher and take longer, usually five or six years to be fully cured. If this is not an option, regenerative transplantation can be used, which is faster, taking at most one or two years, but at a higher cost.

Chen Chuan understood the importance of a fighter's original limbs, so he instructed the other party to execute the last option.

After sending Chen Bitong to the medical treatment center in the central city, he specifically assigned a staff member to follow up on the matter.

After everything was arranged properly, he returned to the area where they had intermarried and went back to the front line.

Everything is normal on the front lines of Youdu. The Dongxuan Temple fighters who participated in the war have been returning one after another.

Previously, the World Ring had been subjected to frequent incursions, but perhaps knowing that the old imperial family had been overthrown, the frequency of these incursions gradually decreased, and the overall pressure was no longer so great.

Now, only a few fighters sent by the military remain on the front lines.

Now that the war is completely coming to an end and military resistance in various places has been basically eliminated, Chen Chuan felt that he could hand over this matter by the end of the month at the latest.

At this moment, the package from the Heavenly Secrets Sect finally arrived.

Upon receiving the letter, Chen Chuan examined it and realized it was written by Master Longxian himself. It answered some of his questions and confirmed that the descriptions of the "Immortal Abode" he had heard were accurate.

He was simply reminded that if he were to use the Immortal Abode, it would be best not to use one that someone else had used before. Returning the "Immortal Seed" would be acceptable, but it should not be relied upon as the main structure.

He then added that the cultivation of the extraordinary and divine forms does not necessarily require the aid of a celestial abode, so this aspect may differ from that of the human form.

Long Xian said he consulted the Celestial Master about this, and the Celestial Master said that everything Chen Chuan had heard must have come from an ancient deity. He could consider accepting the external items given by the deity, such as the precious materials for the immortal dwelling, but if he wanted to achieve something in cultivation, he must not follow the path given by the deity.

Upon reading this, Chen Chuan nodded in approval. As expected of a Celestial Master, he could discern from just a few words that the question Chen Chuan was seeking guidance from an ancient deity.

Regarding the methods of cultivation, he remembered Master Lu's admonition that day: do not seek them externally, but rather introspect and ask yourself questions.

In fact, what Master She told him was the same, only he was given some of the external conditions he needed, but he didn't mention a word about how to cultivate.

His understanding is that the appearance of a person has its own unique characteristics, which is an extremely self-cultivation. Everyone has their own path, and outsiders cannot offer any partial help.

So don't say that Qiu Tongjun didn't say anything extra at the time; even if he had, he wouldn't have listened.

The answer in the letter basically resolved his doubts, and he could now confidently dismantle the "Immortal Abode" and return it to the "Immortal Seed".

Just as he was thinking, he felt a fluctuation in the field. He turned his gaze and saw that after so much time of fighting and wearing down, Hong Fu had gradually gained the upper hand. That touch of red finally swallowed the last wisp of crystal-clear mist.

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(End of this chapter)