Chapter 311 – How long can I live?  

After a long time, Ye Xiaochen smiled, “Even if it is the tombstone for me, at least currently I am not dead.”

“When I become immortal and gain thousands of years, what would matter even if someone erects a tombstone for me.”

Ye Xiaochen shook his head.

He soon got rid of the previous thought.

Looking outside, it was almost dawn.

He put on his clothes and began to work on the farm.

Although he was now a cultivator, he still likes to sleep every day.

In his opinion, sleep was an essential part of life, which could provide deep rest for the body and mind.

Just cultivating all the time would have an impact on the progress of cultivation.

It was necessary to cultivate and relax.

Now the farm was very large, the immortal lands were laid out in perfect order.

Ye Xiaochen also has even opened up ordinary fields to the cultivation of ordinary plants.

Of course, even the ordinary plants were extraordinary.

There were a lot of super plants Ye Xiaochen cultivated on the farm.

When Ye Xiaochen finished taking care of the whole farm’s immortal plants, the day had started.

The others came out.

After breakfast, Ye Xiaochen gathered them all together and began to explain some knowledge of planting.

Now, they were in the way of planting and could be regarded as official immortal planters, and were able enough to take charge.

Of course, this was inseparable from Ye Xiaochen’s cultivation.

This was also the strength of Shennong. Not only in planting, but training immortal planters was also easier.

After the lecture, Ye Xiaochen began to arrange the work for the day.

Then he directly went to Thunder Wind valley in the cultivation world and continued to cultivate demon plants.

Time passed quickly, and half a month passed.

During this period, Wang Xinyi announced her retirement from the music industry, so she had more time to accompany Ye Xiaochen.

Learning Wang Xinyi’s retirement, countless fans were sad. Major entertainment media posted that this was a huge loss to the entertainment industry.

No matter what the outside world said, it didn’t have any influence on Ye Xiaochen and Wang Xinyi.

Preparations for the wedding were also in intense progress, but Ye Xiaochen and Wang Xinyi seemed to just feel ordinary.

Ye Xiaochen now only feels that he has a girlfriend.

It was really nice to be able to stay together for a long time.

Different from the calm of the secular world, the storms were surging in the cultivation world.

After the attack by the missiles and nuclear bomb, many sects were destroyed. However, the inner strength of the cultivation world was still there. The sects untied and launched retaliatory attacks on Chinese bases.

In one of the attacks, more than 20 Nascent soul cultivators were mobilized. This kind of line up was luxurious and terrifying to the extreme.

It was definitely going earth shattering-battle.

The Chinese base was extremely well built, and it could be said it has become a real war fortress.

Many air defense weapons were deployed.

However, this attack of the cultivation world almost breached the base.

At that time, Ye Xiaochen was watching the war from a distance.

More than 20 Nascent soul cultivators and hundreds of Golden core cultivators, this was definitely a force that could destroy a country.

One by one, barriers, watchtowers, and air defense positions were removed by the cultivators.

They almost reached the core area.

However, the allied forces of the cultivation world also suffered a great deal. Countless rockets, anti-aircraft guns, missiles, and all kinds of machine guns were used, creating a net of death. The earth of a hundred miles was turned over.

It was precisely because of the Chinese military’s long range attacks the cultivators suffered. Although the cultivators could also launch long-range attacks, it was still limited to a certain distance.

For example, Nascent soul cultivators could cast a spell tens of kilometers away, but the modern weapons could easily surpass it.

Due to this, the cultivation army was unable to get close; getting close was also a big danger.

Although their strong attacks almost broke through the defensive line of fire, the cultivation world also suffered heavy losses. Even a few Nascent Soul cultivators fell and many golden core cultivators.

After the war, a truce was called between the two sides.

It couldn’t be helped, the loss on both sides was too great.

The Chinese base was full of holes, heavy casualties, and had losses of large equipment.

Fortunately, a huge experimental underground base has been built to preserve the large equipment like the particle accelerator.

After watching the war, Ye Xiaochen sighed. Although the cultivation world was powerful, modern military strength was not inferior!

Especially in positional warfare, perhaps the modern military has more advantages.

Of course, once the army was dispersed, they would be much less powerful in the face of the high-end combat power of the cultivation world.

Ye Xiaochen estimates that the upcoming battle between the cultivators and the secular military would be a protracted war.

Moreover, he could see the Chinese officials’ plan. They were going to eat step by step.

At night.

The dream came again.

It has been going on for half a month.

During this time, Ye Xiaochen became very tired.

Naturally, due to his current cultivation, he could still hold up and would not be as depressed as he was before.

It was still the same valley.

Same tombs.

The same old man.

It repeated every day.

However, today, Ye Xiacohen finally noticed that the old man’s movement had made some progress.

On the tombstone of the empty tomb, the characters were finally carved out.

Tomb of Sixth generation Shennong Yao Chen.

Yaochen?

Who is Yaochen?

I’m not Yaochen?

He immediately seemed to think of something and suddenly understood.

Yaochen… if you add the day character to the side, it becomes Xiaochen.

(TN: 堯辰 -Yao Chen 日-day, if you add the ‘day’ character beside ‘Yao’ character, it will become Xiao i.e, 曉晨-Xiaochen)

In other words, it was still me.

Just, why did the old man not write my true name and wrote Yao Chen?

After carving the tombstone, the old man suddenly took out a ruler and measured it against Ye Xiaochen.

“What, what are you doing?”

Ye Xiaochen couldn’t help asking.

“Of course I am measuring your height so that I can make a custom-made coffin for you.”

The old man gave an obvious look.

Ye Xiaochen’s head was full of black lines, I haven’t died yet!

He forced himself to stop punching the old man in the face, and then asked, “old man my name is Ye Xiaochen, not Yaochen. You wrote the wrong name.”

“Wrong? It’s impossible, you are Yaochen.”

The old man said firmly.

Ye Xiaochen was confused.

“Old man, you are saying I am Yaochen, then why did I die?”

Ye Xiaochen asked curiously.

The old man looked at ey Xiaochen and said, “As long as you live, you will obviously die one day. If you don’t die now it doesn’t mean you won’t die in the future. Even if you are an immortal saint, one day you will die.”

Ye Xiaochen was shocked.

“Old man, How long do you think I can live?”

Ye Xiacohen hurriedly asked a question again.

“How do I know when you’ll die?. I cannot decide, I am not the Yama king, even the king Yama cannot decide your life and death.”

The old man looked at Ye Xiaochen strangely, shook his head then turned and walked away.