Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 352 - 67: Supreme Heaven Opening Talisman

"The God Sealing Register?" Fan Wubing paused and asked in confusion, "I am not a Confucian Dao cultivator, can I still hold the register?"

He Youyi laughed, "That Lord Rou once delivered a fortune to you. Do you remember?"

Fan Wubing recalled the situation at the time.

He remembered when he accepted all the destiny-related ailments of Sickness City from Lord Rou, Lord Rou said this: "Heaven above, disciple Routu asks for the great wish of fortune from my Dao for Fan Wubing. May he... be safe."

Lord Rou’s real name was Routu.

As Fan Wubing recalled these words, he trembled all over. He thought it was just a blessing, not expecting it to actually be delivering fortune.

He Youyi saw Fan Wubing’s bewildered expression and said gently, "Lord Rou cultivated the body of Taisui, and one day, without official ordination, he could still become a True God through the Supreme Divine Dao. Yet, he gave this fortune to you. You can take this register and close your eyes to feel."

Fan Wubing did as instructed, holding the register and closing his eyes to feel.

A magnificent golden road slowly appeared in his mind, flanked by various deities. The divine glows from their golden bodies dyed the entire sky. In this mystical moment, he felt a kind of recognition. Indescribable and vague, yet it undeniably existed.

"It is indeed true." Fan Wubing said with a complex expression, "I never thought Lord Rou would give such a fortune to me."

He Youyi joked, "Why not switch to the incense Dao? One day, you’ll surely become a True God."

Fan Wubing shook his head, "If that day comes, I hope to use this fortune to personally erect a golden body for Lord Rou and seal him as a True God. That, I think, would fulfill the cycle of fortune."

He Youyi was stunned and felt his mind ripple; this young man kept changing his views.

After a slight distraction, he said, "This register shall be yours to hold. In the future, whatever you encounter, whether sealing or demoting Gods, it all rests with you."

"I’ve heard that the qualification to seal Gods has always been strictly controlled by the Confucian school. Gift it to me like this, and it’s even a formal register..."

"I believe that someone who erects a golden body for others should at least possess qualities and integrity worthy of being called a God. Nowadays, many Confucians have heavenly cultivation, but few have the qualifications to become Gods. And in today’s world, there is much injustice," He Youyi said slightly forlorn, "I fear the time of chaos among demons is not far away."

Fan Wubing pondered for a moment and nodded, "Thanks to Mr. He’s trust and expectation, I can’t promise any great changes for the Divine Dao, but I will treat every use of this register seriously."

He Youyi laughed. His smile was genuine, truly happy from the heart, as if seeing the sun rising.

"One more thing, entrusted by Zhu Zixuan, to tell you." Speaking of Zhu Zixuan, He Youyi was somewhat helpless. He initially didn’t want to get involved, but couldn’t withstand the several requests of the troublesome Daoist.

"What does Daoist Zhu want?"

He Youyi explained it all in one go.

The matter wasn’t complicated.

The Wangxian Pavilion wanted to select a Human World Executor Dao. It originally planned to choose only from the Changsheng Continent, but later decided to include Little South Continent, giving it one slot to participate in the Executor Dao trials.

The so-called Human World Executor Dao is essentially selecting someone to represent them externally. When outside, their actions represent Wangxian Pavilion.

The twelve cities and five towers of the Daoist School each have their own Human World Executor Dao. The previous Human World Executor of Wangxian Pavilion was Zhu Zixuan; now that he’s retired, a new one must be chosen.

He Youyi particularly explained that the Human World Executor Dao of the Daoist School enjoys many benefits, including access to abundant resources for cultivating immortality and the Dao, along with a high status and the chance to attend meetings at the Celestial White Jade Capital—a greatly envied and desired opportunity.

He Youyi said, "With your abilities, the odds are in your favor!"

"Why doesn’t Wangxian Pavilion choose internally?"

"Because internally, including Zhu Zixuan, they only have thirteen people in total. Most are over five hundred years old, with only one under a hundred."

"..."

"What are your thoughts?"

Fan Wubing smiled, "I’ll pass."

He Youyi paused, momentarily unsure how to respond. Zhu Zixuan hadn’t told him what to do if Fan Wubing refused. They hadn’t even considered the possibility that Fan Wubing might refuse.

"This is..."

Fan Wubing’s eyes twinkled, "However, I can recommend someone."

"Who?"

Fan Wubing glanced at Fu Manman in the courtyard.

He Youyi realized and, after a slight distraction, laughed, "If it’s her, that might not be a bad choice."

"Man’Er, come in for a moment." Fan Wubing called out.

With strangers around, Fu Manman felt a bit embarrassed by the nickname "Man’Er", she came in, first shooting Fan Wubing a discreetly reproachful look to express her displeasure, then politely greeted He Youyi.

He Youyi recounted the situation.

Fu Manman was shocked, "Why me? Isn’t he more suitable?" She glanced at Fan Wubing.

Fan Wubing smiled and asked, "Don’t you want to?"

Fu Manman stopped. After a moment of reflection, she realized this was a rare opportunity for her. If she continued to be ordinary, she would only fall further and further behind Fan Wubing; catching even his shadow would become impossible, let alone traveling alongside him.

She took a deep breath and said firmly, "I will do my utmost."

He Youyi smiled warmly, "That’s good. The Executor Dao trials will begin at the start of March next year. Don’t be late."

With that, he left.

Fu Manman calculated and said earnestly, "Less than nine months left, I must hurry."

"Mm, I’ll support you."

"But why give the slot to me?" Fu Manman curiously leaned in, closely watching Fan Wubing’s eyes, trying to see through his intentions.

Fan Wubing’s reasoning was simple. He never really liked such disputes; previously, his strength was too weak, leaving him no choice. Now that he’s on his own path, he didn’t want to compromise anymore; he wanted to live freer.

And coincidentally, he vaguely sensed that Fu Manman was troubled.

The most direct sign was her increasing emphasis on intimacy. Many times, they had the chance for deeply affectionate moments, but she refused. Initially, Fan Wubing thought it was because she was growing more conservative.

But after thinking it over, he realized she probably felt the widening gap between them, lacking a sense of security.

So, she needed something to focus on, to stop overthinking and wasting energy.

"You take care of the kids; I need to cultivate seriously!" Fu Manman said earnestly.

Fan Wubing: "?"