# Chapter 1691 - Warmth
"Uncle, I'm here to find Master." After the youth entered the Heavenly Court, his timid voice made Li Tian want to tear his hair out.
How did he become an uncle? This was a huge blow to him. He had always considered himself dashing and romantic, passing through countless flowers without a single leaf touching him, possessing both handsomeness and elegance—yet today someone had called him old.
A group of people burst into laughter.
Inside the Heavenly Court headquarters, exotic flowers bloomed everywhere, sacred grasses covered the ground, waterfalls and springs cascaded down the mountains, and floating islands hung in the sky. Clouds steamed with rosy hues, and immortal mist swirled thickly.
Beneath the stone cliffs, purple qi rose in billows, orchids and irises grew side by side, qilins appeared and disappeared. High in the sky, luan birds flew past, their long tail feathers like rainbows. Even azure dragons dove through the clouds, their roars stirring the wind and clouds.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Little Pine lowered his head weakly in apology, a blush appearing on his handsome face.
Li Tian didn't want to hear it. "Am I really that old? Call me Junior Uncle, don't call me Uncle."
"Isn't it the same?" Little Pine was confused.
"It's clearly different, alright?" Li Tian was going crazy.
"So cute, in your past life you must have been a girl." Huahua walked over, looking at the youth Little Pine and laughing heartily.
"You must have been a boy in your past life." Little Pine smiled shyly.
Huahua's laughter abruptly stopped. That sounded so strange—was he a girl in this life? That's what it seemed to imply.
"Is it really Senior Brother Little Pine?" Zhang Qingyang and Long Yuxuan ran over, extremely excited. After so many years apart, they had rushed over as soon as they heard the news.
"It's me." Little Pine's voice was soft. He looked just like a child, nothing like a group's senior brother.
"It really is that one from back then..." After being put in his place, Huahua's eyes went wide as he stared at this youth who radiated spirituality and was unnaturally beautiful. He wanted to say—was this really that cute, adorable little purple squirrel from back then? When they left Earth back then, he had naturally seen him—he was his second senior brother.
*Clang!*
Sparks flew everywhere. The Dragon Horse pressed one hoof down on Huahua's shiny bald head with a resounding clang. Huahua yelped in pain, hopping and shouting, but seeing it was the Dragon Horse, he really had no temper.
This was a troublemaker. Offend him, and you wouldn't get any peace for half a month. Although Huahua wasn't a good person either, going up against someone on the level of a master was still a bit much for him.
At this moment, Black Emperor also came forward, even less restrained. One big black claw shoved Huahua's bald head aside as he stared at Little Pine with astonishment.
"There really are such people in the mortal world—dust doesn't cling, the Immortal Platform is like a mirror, always consistent." Black Emperor muttered mysteriously, staring at Little Pine with wide eyes.
Everyone could feel the power of Little Pine's divine soul. Opening their heavenly eyes, they could perceive that between his brows was pure and flawless, like a piece of crystal.
The Human Demon arrived and spoke: "There are some people. A hundred years is like a single day to them. They automatically cut away the noise of the mortal world, and time leaves no traces on their consciousness platform. Even if they cultivate until they sit in meditation and pass away, they retain the pure nature of a newborn."
The Human Demon's words naturally stirred everyone.
In the cultivation world, there was a saying: after living through long years, cultivators should self-sever—cut away the mortal world, cut away complex and distracting disturbances, letting the Immortal Platform return to tranquility, the Dao heart unified, returning to the nature of a newborn. This could extend life and dissolve the erosion of time.
This wasn't a transformation of the physical body, but a rebirth of the primordial spirit, always keeping the Immortal Platform pure, not entangled by love, hate, grudges, and other worldly affairs, leaving only a heart seeking the Dao.
It was said that many who had lived a second life had experienced this.
How old was Little Pine? To be like this, to have reached this step, was astonishing. He had never lost such a simple heart, always remaining this way.
Being stared at by so many people, Little Pine's face naturally reddened, making many people want to pinch him—they really found him a bit cute.
The first to extend a demonic claw was Huahua, but he was unlucky—the Dragon Horse stepped on him with a hoof and said, "Call him Senior Brother. You're just the third."
"Amitabha, damn it, Horse Uncle, your words are really too careless." Huahua was furious.
"Child, may I take a look?" the Human Demon spoke.
"Sure, Old Uncle." Little Pine was defenseless, pure by nature, but he could also sense who was friendly toward him and who was dangerous.
The Human Demon made his move. Little Pine's Immortal Platform blazed with light like fire, clearly manifesting. People could see that the bright and clean Immortal Platform was truly crystalline. All worldly affairs faded away on their own, leaving no traces.
"Senior Brother, you won't forget us, will you? You don't even leave traces," Huahua asked in surprise.
"No, I remember everything. Back when we left Earth, you were crying with a bare bottom, tears streaming down your face, covered in tears," Little Pine said seriously.
Awkward!
Huahua was greatly embarrassed and quickly interrupted, not letting him continue.
Everyone burst into laughter. Huahua's face was bright red as he awkwardly retreated, not wanting to be mocked by this group.
"How strange. There's a peculiar fluctuation that automatically wipes his Immortal Platform, making his Dao heart ethereal and untouched by the mundane. This power keeps his nature and sea of consciousness unchanged." The Human Demon spoke after observing for a long time.
Everyone was shaken. Little Pine was truly mysterious.
"This situation might be related to his nature and the various techniques he cultivates," Black Emperor mused. Having followed Emperor Wu Shi, he definitely had the right to speak.
When Little Pine revealed his Purple-Golden Pagoda, everyone was dumbfounded. Seeing that within the nine-story Dao Pagoda, each level had a seated figure chanting scriptures, they completely lost their composure.
Indeed, the Human Demon and Black Emperor successively confirmed that it was greatly connected to these scriptures. Among them might be remnants of the Emperor Venerable's scriptures!
Moreover, most of these scripture chapters focused on the Immortal Platform volume, combined with Little Pine's originally pure nature, creating such a self-guarding, infinitely bright and clean newborn.
He would forget all worldly trivialities, but the people related to him would forever remain in his heart.
"Little Pine Pine is very cute." At this moment, from behind the crowd came a two or three-year-old little girl. She looked up, blinking her bright big eyes at Little Pine.
Everyone turned around and all smiled, their eyes full of affection. Little Nannan had arrived, delicate as jade and carved from powder. She was the most beloved little princess of the Heavenly Court, seriously making her evaluation. Her little face was rosy, like a big apple that made people want to take a bite.
The atmosphere here was filled with warmth. Everyone felt great fondness for this youth. He was truly simple and honest. This unique way of cultivation inspired many people.
A pure and flawless newborn, a shy youth, a powerful Quasi-Emperor—all these were concentrated in him, instantly making his bearing stunning. Everyone knew that his future prospects were limitless!
He was a piece of unpolished jade. Black Emperor drooled profusely, but no matter how he tricked and deceived, he couldn't shake Little Pine's fundamental heart. The youth's sincere words every time made Black Emperor's old face blush. For the first time, he found he couldn't get a word in edgewise, nowhere to start.
Little Pine's arrival greatly boosted the Heavenly Court's morale. Especially since he brought a peerless expert, who now stood not far away. Even though the Heavenly Court had many strong experts, they were extremely wary of that person.
Even Old Man Human Demon paced around, circling him and looking again and again. For the first time in a long while, he lost his appetite for an entire day and turned to go hunting in the starry sky.
When they learned of this person's origins, the Heavenly Court fell silent, then immediately boiled over. This was a heavenly prodigy who had once been able to battle the Green Emperor, the only supreme expert on the Imperial Path back then who could fight the Green Emperor with full force. Just thinking about it was shocking.
Time hadn't completely erased him. It had left his corpse behind. Although he was no longer the person he once was, his unmatched physical body remained.
Now, he was muddled and confused, having given birth to some intelligence, but still unable to clearly see his own Dao. Only by staying by Little Pine's side could he calm down. Otherwise, he was a killing machine, an invincible Death God.
"Little Pine is too strong, actually attracting such a talent. I think the Underworld must be in turmoil. They must be going crazy with heartache."
Inside the Heavenly Court, hearty laughter rang out. Everyone was incredibly excited and very happy.
The news naturally shocked the eight desolates. Cultivators everywhere in the universe were discussing it. Now many people knew that the Heavenly Court had another child of heaven-gifted talent, Ye Fan's second disciple, a Quasi-Emperor.
One sect with three Quasi-Emperors—in the future, it might become four Quasi-Emperors, five Quasi-Emperors...
Everyone was shocked!
This was almost comparable to the era when the Great Emperor and Ancient Emperor were alive. Only when their children coexisted with their fathers would such a situation occur—one sect with several Quasi-Emperors.
And such an occurrence was destined to be the most glorious peak of that clan.
Now, the Heavenly Court had already set foot on this path. In the future, it might fall into their hands. As long as a peerless expert appeared who could match the Undying Heavenly Queen and the Woodcutter Old Man, then no one would dare to offend the Heavenly Court. The general trend would be complete!
"Gu Xin'ao, the strongest battle slave who could fight the Green Emperor, has left like this?!" Terrifying roars came from within the Underworld.
It wasn't just the Yama Hall like this. The Nether Emperor Hall and the Prison Suppression Hall were the same, filled with storms and tempests. The giants of the Underworld were enraged.
Gu Xin'ao was the strongest battle slave they had obtained over these tens of thousands of years. Once awakened, he could be cultivated into an invincible butcher's blade. Wherever the blade pointed, who could contend?
"The Underworld truly declines with each generation. If this continues, we might as well devour all the nether spirits and be done with it. What's the use of nurturing immortal divine corpses? Everything is useless!"
The giants of the Underworld were furious to the point of bursting their lungs. They wished they could awaken the sleeping Supreme Beings, bloodwash the starry sky, and then destroy the world. This time was truly too humiliating. They had worked for nothing—tens of thousands of nether soldier armies had turned to ashes, benefiting others for nothing, and they had lost an invincible War God just like that!
This was a disgrace. Spread around, it would become a joke.
Who were they? They were the Underworld, which had made even the Heavenly Court collapse and caused the gods to suffer bitterly. Everyone in the world trembled at the mention of them. Yet now, they had been slapped and stepped on, their faces swollen like pig heads.
Inside the Underworld, black demon clouds churned, blood-colored lightning danced, and torrents of blood rain poured down, terrifying and boundless.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Court was filled with laughter and joy. The only regret was that Ye Fan wasn't there. Everyone had come out to meet Little Pine. Ji Ziyue had also arrived, carrying Little Zi in her arms.
"Greetings, Master's Wife." Little Pine performed a grand bow seriously.
"Your master always talks about you, but he didn't dare to go over, afraid the flames of war would burn to his hometown. I've finally met you." Ji Ziyue also liked Little Pine very much, smiling as she helped him up.
"Big brother wears purple clothes. I'm called Little Zi, the same." One-year-old Little Zi woke up, speaking unclearly like a porcelain doll, reaching out her little hands to Little Pine and saying, "Hold me."
"Senior Brother, you really have a way with children. When I wanted to hold Little Zi back then, she absolutely refused, scratching my bald head directly." Huahua said indignantly.
When Little Pine picked up Little Zi, the little girl wasn't shy at all. Like climbing a tree, she stretched her arms and kicked her legs, saying, "Big brother smells good."
And with a smack, she bit Little Pine, leaving a lot of drool. She was soft and tender, and this scene made everyone laugh together.