Qingyun Mountain.
Mo Cloud Cave.
Sun Changsheng took out the millennium Spiritual Wine, having pilfered quite a bit from the Emperor Lord Palace.
“Big brother, today was truly exhilarating! Remembering the past years when we sought immortality and were rejected everywhere, enduring all kinds of humiliation, it all finally burst forth…”
He proceeded to recount how he had shattered the gates of the Heavenly Court and stomped Lingxiao into pieces.
The Ox Demon’s eyes widened upon hearing this. Approaching a breakthrough and often in seclusion these recent years, he hadn’t imagined Sun Changsheng would cause such a commotion. He hurriedly asked,
“What exactly happened?”
“Big brother, a few years ago, the Heavenly Emperor discussed with me…”
Sun Changsheng didn’t hold anything back, recounting in painstaking detail how he conspired with the Heavenly Emperor to severely wound the three immortals, slaughtering ninety percent of the deities in Heavenly Court.
The Ox Demon asked, “So the Heavenly Emperor now completely controls the Heavenly Court?”“More or less.”
Sun Changsheng said, “The three immortals were severely injured. They either fight to the death to cultivate new deities and cut off any chance of ascension, or they proceed to the higher realms to break through to True Immortal status and extend their lives.”
“As expected of the reincarnation of the Blood Devil Child, causing such a stir…”
The Ox Demon’s mouth twitched as he made the excuse of offering incense and worship to the Heavenly Master, passing the message to Zhou Yi.
Such drastic changes had far-reaching effects, so much so that even Mysterious Primordial Mountain, tucked away in a remote corner, would be impacted.
Having confirmed his status as an immortal and with no crisis looming, Sun Changsheng joyously drank with the Ox Demon. Suddenly, he felt a chill down his spine and sneezed several times.
“Who the hell is cursing Grandpa Sun?”
…
Mysterious Primordial Mountain.
Zhou Yi’s mental peace had been shattered after thousands of years, and he cursed for several hours before stopping.
“To think, one can be minding their own business at home, and trouble can come falling from the sky. I simply thought that fellow had a steadfast heart in seeking the Dao, and he had a good nature. How could I have known he was the reincarnation of the Blood Devil Child?”
“What were the Repairing Heaven Sect’s immortals doing? The great demon escaped, and not a single piece of news was sent out…”
The more Zhou Yi thought about it, the angrier he became, his mind unable to settle down, so he sent a message to his master suggesting he journey down the mountain to travel.
The reason was ready at hand: his core formation had not been successful for decades, causing his heart to be troubled, so he decided to wander about in search of a core formation opportunity.
Ling Weizi received the message and directly soared to the mountain peak using his escape light, taking out his life-bound magic treasure flying sword: “Our sect is now so poor that we are scraping the bottom of the barrel. This flying sword is for your protection. Remember, when you go down the mountain, do not provoke the righteous gods!”
The Heavenly Court had ruled over Dongsheng Divine Continent for a thousand years, and ghosts and demons disappeared from sight; cultivators were forbidden from fighting and killing each other, so there was not much to worry about regarding danger.
“Thank you, Master!”
Zhou Yi bid farewell to his senior apprentice sister and transformed into a wandering Taoist roaming the streets, heading down the mountain.
…
Ten years later.
Chongshan County.
As night fell.
Spring Breeze Building.
Warblers and swallows, shades of red and green.
The young ladies waived their handkerchiefs, greeting the passing guests.
“Sir, come and have fun!”
On the second floor, in a private room.
Zhou Yi leaned back on the soft couch, attended by four or five girls – one pouring a cup of wine, another feeding him a grape.
“This is life! What rubbish about secluded cultivation; do I cultivate for suffering? If it were not for life and death crisis, I would rather not cultivate or meditate, and just lose myself in this bustling world!”
Since descending from Mysterious Primordial Mountain, he had been celebrating the restoration of his Dao heart for ten years.
When he first arrived, the place was called Yihong Courtyard. Zhou Yi spent five thousand taels of silver to change its signboard, just for the sake of liking what he saw.
“A long, long time ago…”
Zhou Yi told an interesting tale. The girls who came around kept playfully scolding him, saying he was naughty.
At that time.
Madam Hua, the matron, swayed her hips as she entered the room, bowing her body and said, “Young master, it’s time to renew your silver.”
Zhou Yi reached into his sleeve, about to produce several gold lumps to extend his stay for another year when he suddenly sensed a stream of Yin Sha demonic energy entering the county town.
“Demonic energy? This is quite a rarity…”
It had been hundreds of years since a demonic cultivator had appeared, let alone one who was blatantly announcing their presence; it was as if they were telling the deities of Chongshan County: I’ve come to offer up my merits!
Zhou Yi touched his sleeve, then suddenly put on a distressed face and said, “Eh! My silver has all been spent. Could I possibly get some credit?”
The girls around him changed their expressions upon hearing this, subtly moving half a foot away.
Madam Hua, who had just been servile, instantly stood up straight, her expression a mix of humor and skepticism as she asked, “Young master, you have spent tens of thousands here. It’s fine if you owe for a few days, but when will you have someone deliver the silver?”
Zhou Yi shrugged his shoulders, “Nobody will deliver it; I’ll pay it back after I earn some money…”
A moment later.
A few burly men escorted Zhou Yi out of the Spring Breeze Building.
“Truly heartless and faithless. I thought I might stay a while longer based on my looks without spending money!”
Zhou Yi shook his head and sighed. With a flicker, he transformed from a handsome young master into an old Taoist with a white beard, carrying a divining Long Banner.
Following the direction of the demonic energy, he arrived outside a large residence.
Yu Residence!
It was now dark.
Two lanterns hung outside the front gate, illuminating the nearby road.
When they heard the knocking, the old gatekeeper opened a crack in the door and saw a Taoist with white hair and beard. Knowing that the master of the house revered Taoism, he greeted him respectfully.
“May I ask what brings the immortal here?”
Zhou Yi said, “Just go and report that an old acquaintance from Mysterious Primordial Mountain has arrived.”
A moment later.
The main gate opened, and Yu’s master came out to welcome him with several sons, ready to kowtow.
“There’s no need for such formalities.”
Zhou Yi’s words were law, and everyone felt supported by mana.
The master of the Yu family no longer had doubts and said respectfully, “Please, come inside, ancestor.”
Within the main hall.
Zhou Yi naturally took the seat of honor and observed the Yu family. None had a Spirit Root, so he waved his hand, and a Jade Talisman fell into the master’s hand.
“I’m entrusted by my brother to look after his kin. Should the Yu family face any troubles in the future, you can seek help from Mysterious Primordial Mountain.”
“Thank you, ancestor.”
This time the master of the Yu family led the others in a formal bow, feeling no obstruction, which immediately brought joy to their faces, evidently pleased that their family had been acknowledged by the immortal kin of the old ancestor.
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