Chapter 3

  A blue figure descended from the sky, with a radiant glow all around, and his long black hair flying wildly in the wind. It was indeed the immortal wearing a blue robe.

  This immortal is the main god of Tiantai Mountain and is revered by all in the immortal realm as Xuan Yi Shang Xian.

  Xuanyi looked fine, but the corners of his mouth were stained with a hint of blood, making his pale face even paler. His eyes were cold and calm, gazing at the red-robed man with a seemingly indifferent expression, as if he didn't care about the sarcasm in his words.

  "Ji Zi Qiao has been dead for five hundred years, and all encounters in the world are just fleeting moments, why must the Demon King hold a grudge?"

  The man in red robes sighed, "You've shaken off everyone else, and you still won't call out my name?"

  “……”

  "You look like this, and there's not much difference from 500 years ago. You were depressed back then, thinking it was the suffering of the mortal world, believing that ascending to immortality would bring eternal joy? I'm telling you, it's not necessarily so!"

  This remark piqued Xuan Yi's interest, and he said slowly: "Oh? What do you mean by that?"

  "Hum, the absurdity and ignorance of the immortal realm is the first among the three realms. You have been in charge of Mount TianTai for over a hundred years, holding power in your hands. Haven't you ever seen the struggles for power in the immortal realm that led to massacres in the mortal world?"

  Xuan Yi did not think so, "The heart of an immortal is evil, and it naturally becomes a demon. Exorcising demons to protect the Tao, isn't that exactly what I should be doing today?"

  The man in red was infuriated by his nonchalant demeanor, and after a moment's thought, he said, "Then you must be here to kill me today?"

  "It's not that I want to kill you, it's just that heaven and earth cannot coexist"

  "Hah, you're quite bold! You think it's easy to kill me? If I were to die unfortunately, what about your precious disciple? Don't you care about your divine position and sacred duties? What about the reputation of the Wu Yue Bai surname?"

  "How can you know who will win and who will lose if you don't give it a try?"

  "How can you be so stubborn? Do you really think that with the power of the Demon Realm, I can break into the You Mountains and find the Immortal Treasury?", The red-robed man suddenly looked towards Xuan Yi's back, "Ah, girl, do you know?"

  Xuan Yi's heart skipped a beat, and before he could react, the red-robed man suddenly leapt up, his staff emitting a brilliant red glow as it came crashing down towards him through the air!

  One immortal and one demon started fighting again.

  The heavens were in turmoil, and the deer-like arrows had shrunk back their branches. Unintentionally, he caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a pink dress flashing by in the distance.

  Xuan Yi used the two powers of water and fire as his weapons, and he was evenly matched with the red-robed man. After hundreds of rounds, he suddenly pulled out a jade hairpin from his hair and shot up into the sky. His right hand grasped at the air, and the clouds quickly gathered towards him, guided by the jade hairpin.

  The man in red robes was shocked and instinctively wanted to avoid him, but for some reason he turned his head and took another look.

  At this moment of hesitation, Xuan Yi's right arm swung down, and the moment his palm opened, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder struck down. Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the entire Mount Su suddenly shook violently, as if it was about to shatter into pieces.

  Mount Heng did not shatter, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Formation trapped the red-robed man in mid-air, his struggling movements grew smaller and smaller, as if he was on the verge of death.

  Just wait for the final blow!

  Xuan Yi suddenly activated such a huge array, consuming his immortal energy. At this moment, his breath was also unstable. The outcome of the battle depended on this moment, he didn't dare to relax, concentrating his mind and reciting the final spell.

  The man in red robes was suffering extremely, his entire body covered in fresh blood. He glared with wide eyes, as if a surge of resentment was about to burst through the thunderous array.

  "Zi Qiao, must it really come to this between you and me?"

  "Do you know why I'm doing this?"

  Without getting an answer, the final law array was activated. Xuan Yi's hands formed a seal and he pushed it towards the center of the thunder array with force.

  "Destroy!"

  With a loud shout, the Jade Dragon Heavenly Thunder transformed into a sharp blade, piercing through the red-robed man's body, disappearing into thin air and then returning again, waiting to strike down from his head, and everything would be settled.

  But Xuan Yi raised his arm to stop the Lei Jian's destructive momentum, looking at the red-robed man standing on the ground, swaying unsteadily. He walked up to him and finally called out softly: "Tao Tie"

  Covering her chest with her hands, she stared at him in disbelief!

  "You, you've finally agreed to call me by my name?"

  A flicker of disturbance flashed through Xuan Yi's eyes, and he let out a soft sigh. "You have endless joy and freedom in the Demon Realm, yet you've made such an absurd move. Is it not for a false obsession that you're provoking war between the Immortal and Demon Realms? As of today, the Immortal Realm won't forgive you, and the Demon Realm can no longer tolerate you."

  "Since the Five Evils' master was born, I wasn't unaware that it was your doing, but time and again I let you off, not thinking that in the end you wouldn't be able to return from your misguided path. Do you know that at the moment when the Immortal's Treasury was destroyed, our friendship of many years had already come to an end?"

  "Unwilling to give up, he roared in anger, 'All this is for you, I think you're not free in the immortal realm. Let me go, don't be a god anymore, and I won't be a demon king either. Accompany you to the Great Wilderness, to the Boundless, ride the crane and drive the clouds, live a truly carefree life, how about it?'"

  Xuan Yi's eyes lost all their sorrow and his expression returned to its usual coldness. He opened his mouth slightly and said, "It's not good."

  "You defy the will of heaven and kill me on your own accord. Do you think those gods will let you off? By then, I'm afraid your fate will be even more miserable than mine."

  "This is the last mercy I can give you, as for what will happen to me, you won't be able to see it anyway, no need to worry"

  A brilliant red light flashed across Zhou's body, and he suddenly struck at Xuan Yi. His staff pierced through his body in an instant!

  Hmph!

  Yu Zhan grabbed Xuan Yi's collar and burst into a mad laugh.

  Xuan Yi's body shook violently, almost falling over. He struggled to prop himself up, gazing indifferently at the staff that had pierced his heart, its dark energy swirling with the greedy obsession of the Demon God's resentment.

  He grasped the staff and suddenly exerted his strength, pulling it out in one swift motion and hurling it far into the clouds.

  The staff shattered, and fresh blood spurted out, splashing all over Lu Jing's body.

  The demon god stared at Lu Jian, suddenly tears streaming down his face. "In those years, I made a hairpin with the only remaining spiritual mushroom and phoenix tail feather in the world and gave it to you, saying that it would keep your black hair from growing old. In fact, I had hoped that one day it could revive you from death and save your life. I didn't expect you to abandon it in the wilderness, not even leaving a last thought behind. Do you know how much I wanted to set you free?"

  Xuan Yi's face was pale and bloodless, his breathing weak. He closed his eyes, "Fine, it's as you wished."

  Xiangxiang frantically covered up Xuan Yi's wound and shouted "I don't want such a wish, I don't want it!"

  Xuanyi suddenly opened his eyes and pushed him down with one hand.

  Soar into the air! The right arm that had been raised high swung down fiercely! "You can't help but obey me!"

  The Nine Heavens Thunder Blade pierced through the glutton's spiritual aperture, and the man who was just proudly standing there had now turned into dust.

  With a wave of his sleeve, it turned into dust.

  Xuan Yi stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the dense clouds that were slowly dispersing on the horizon. After a long time, he closed his eyes and let out a very light sigh.

  At this time, a woman in pink clothes rushed over from somewhere and held him up at once.

  "How are you, sir?"

  "Bright Pearl?"

  "I'm your servant, master, let me help you back"

  Xuan Yi's eyes gazed quietly at her, as if trying to see through her beautiful face to the unknown true heart that had never been revealed.

  A sigh

  "Never mind," he brushed aside Mingzhu's hand, not waiting for her reaction. His left hand lightly swept across her forehead, and his large sleeve fluttered by, as if a sparkling dust flew out from between her eyebrows, but it only lasted an instant before dispersing into the air and vanishing.

  Mingzhu seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, staring blankly at the immortal who was right in front of her, "Who are you?"

  Stranger

  The immortal ascended on the crane and departed; heaven and earth returned to their quietude.

  "Ow!" was all that Lu Jing thought when he regained consciousness, his entire body aching from head to toe, as if he had been nibbled by goats and trampled flat.

  "It won't really be eaten by a goat, will it? I'm not edible"

  Lu Jing was worried, recently he didn't know what's wrong with him, easily getting dizzy and fainting, feeling like he's going to die.

  She was drowsy and about to fall asleep when she suddenly thought of something, "I wonder how that immortal brother is doing, sigh!"

  It's impossible to sleep now, Lu Jian struggled to open his eyes.

  Wait! Eyes?!?!

  "Did I used to have eyes? Did I used to have eyelids? No, that's not right, I seem to remember being a blade of grass, shouldn't I not have had eyelids?"

  She was lost in thought, looking around and found herself still in the mountain valley where she lived, the grass and trees had recovered a bit, slightly covering the charred ground.

  "How long have I slept...", she suddenly caught sight of a pair of human feet, slender and small, with five toes each, just from this angle...

  She thought of stretching out her branches to take a closer look, but unexpectedly saw two hands and a green skirt again. She was so frightened that her whole body trembled, but her feet moved slightly along with it.

  "What?!?!?! Oh no?!?!?! What's going on?!?!?! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

  Then, the grass and wood spirits who had just gone through the great war between immortals and demons finally saw a ridiculous scene:

  A barefoot girl in a green skirt is running wildly with her hair disheveled in the mountain valley!

  "Don't follow me! Don't follow me! Who lifted me up to the top of their head?! I must be having a nightmare, save me ahhhhhhh!"

  Plop!

  The girl fell into the mountain stream, which was quite deep and had a rapid current. In the blink of an eye, she was swept away and disappeared without a trace.

  "Alas!" The spirits of grass and trees all sighed in unison.

  This sigh was so loud that it still lingered in Lu Jian's mind three days later.

  "This time I'm going to die, who is this scoundrel that has caught me?"

  "Alas!"

  This sigh seemed to sound right next to her ear.

  "Doctor, how is it?" was a young man's voice

  "Been underwater for too long, I'm afraid something's wrong."

  "Is an old man speaking? Who is drowning?" Ka Chuan thought so, and suddenly felt someone grasping his own branches.

  "Huh?!" Lu Jian's whole body felt a numbness.

  "Also, I'd like to trouble you further. This young girl looks quite young, if she were to just fade away like this, it would be too cruel."

  "Please rest assured, Fourth Master, I will do my best."

  Duanmu Chengyang sent the doctor away and sat back beside the bed, personally wringing out a towel to wipe the young woman's face.

  A few days ago, a strong wind and rain caused a landslide on Mount Yun. He came to take a look, but unexpectedly, he had been circling around the foot of the mountain for several days without being able to climb up. Today, by a stream, he saw a body - it's hard to say whether she was dead or alive, as her hands and feet seemed to be moving. If she were alive, where would this girl come from in such a remote wilderness? She looked like she was only fifteen years old, maybe even younger. Her facial features still had a childish look, and the fabric of her clothes was very good, not something an ordinary family could afford.

  But why would a young lady from a wealthy family be here?

  "It must be a fairy!"

  Duanmu Xiangyang had always been fond of seeking immortals and asking about the Tao, especially interested in ghosts and monsters. He walked up to it, broke off a branch, and poked at it, but there was no response.

  Plucking up the courage to take a peek, there is still a breath of life left.

  "She's still alive!" He didn't care about investigating what had just happened and immediately carried the girl down the mountain to treat her at home.

  He grew up in a town at the foot of Mount Tai, where stories of immortals were widely spread in his hometown. In recent years, the Yellow River has changed its course, and people have suffered greatly, saying that disasters are endless. If one can become an immortal, not only can they escape their own suffering, but also save innocent civilians, which is a great achievement.

  So he had always wanted to become an immortal since he was young. He was the fourth son in his family, with three older brothers and a sister above him, and a younger sister below him, so he didn't need to take over the family business at all, and his family let him do as he pleased. Five years ago, he happened to meet an immortal who was willing to accept him as a disciple, so he moved out and lived with his master, learning immortal magic. Unexpectedly, without any warning, this spring, his master suddenly left behind a note and departed.

  He couldn't help but let out a deep sigh, "Alas!"