Chapter 9
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Chapter 9: So You’re the Immortal Heavenly Lord!
That picture was initially oppressive.
In a dull green hue, Jiang Jing’s throat, swollen to the point of no return, let out a barrage of hysterical screams.
The female cultivator trembled.
She tried to stand up again multiple times, but none of them were successful.
Is this the dark place filled with dead words?
For quite a long time, the female cultivator felt like her death was certain.
The turning point appeared at the moment when Bai Lian stood again.
“Really?”
The female cultivator widened her eyes.
Bai Lian used to be an Immortal Emperor who dominated three thousand realms, but the “monster” standing opposite her might very well be the Heavenly Lord’s will, which has been suppressed since ancient times!
The gap between the two is so great that it is difficult to measure.
Since ancient times, countless talented and stunning people have been stuck on the road to the Heavenly Lord.
In fact, the bigger pressure is still from the huge physical disparity.
Bai Lian is not short; her height definitely exceeds the average.
However, when she stood in front of “Jiang Jing,” she was like a grain of rice that was insignificant.
Countless black and green qi flew out of the depths of the void and swirled around her as she flew freely.
Those groups of qi were like a school of ferocious sharks, ready to pounce and devour her when she showed the slightest weakness.
“If it was me standing there…”
The female cultivator thought.
She shook her head vigorously.
No.
No way.
How could she possibly withstand such a level of impact?
If she were really put on the “stage,” it would only take two or three seconds for her trousers, socks, and shoes to get wet.
But Bai Lian is different.
The female cultivator saw Bai Lian close her eyes.
Just like the bells of fate were suddenly rung.
In the moment Bai Lian’s eyes closed, the world lost its color, and even the cacophony of sounds disappeared.
“…”
The female cultivator opened her mouth slightly.
What is this?
It was so quiet around that it gave people a sense of fear.
She clearly felt that time was slowing down.
She couldn’t make out what the fluttering black-green qi clusters were before, but now she could clearly see that they were distorted human faces!
Turning her head hurriedly, her gaze eventually settled between Bai Lian’s two breasts.
That is… a ball of white…
Light!
That’s light!
That is a milk-white light ball about three inches in radius!
It wasn’t glaring, which is why the female cultivator was able to see the purple teardrop wrapped in the light cluster.
That was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in this world.
It just floated there silently, like a warm, giant hand touching the world.
A hazy halo emanated from the teardrop, and all the evil spirits retreated to places beyond the halo’s reach.
“Is this also the power of the Great Tao?”
The female cultivator doesn’t understand.
She saw Bai Lian get swallowed up in a white light.
Her cold body gradually began to warm.
It didn’t last very long.
A moment.
The white light became less scorching and a bit more refreshing.
When the female cultivator saw Bai Lian, Bai Lian’s right hand was holding a flower that was even more splendid than a peach blossom.
She sidestepped, and she lightly waved her arms.
Therefore.
That flower flew away.
It flew away with the female cultivator’s gaze.
It dragged its long tail.
It passed through the white light beams, just as if it was passing through thick cloud layers, and in an instant, countless small white light points were lit up.
It isn’t actually flying very fast, and there was no formidable presence on it.
At first glance, most people would only regard it as an insignificant spark.
But even the little spark has a dream of becoming a raging fire one day.
One’s feelings are very small.
As long as it can evoke resonance from others, it can become a huge wave that can overturn the whole world!
The female cultivator saw a scene that was completely unexpected.
The black and green qi arrived.
The black and green qi shattered in the tremble.
Jiang Jing raised his hand.
Jiang Jing’s hand was quickly jerked away as if it had been struck by a hammer.
Nothing can stop that flower.
Last.
It flew slowly and languidly through the dark sky, following its own pace, towards the path at the intersection of two realms.
“Ah ah -”
The angry roar suddenly sounded.
It was like someone drilled through his ass; one cry was more sorrowful than the next.
At first, the female cultivator was afraid, but now she had no fear.
She doesn’t know what principle this is.
But she thought that she understood Bai Lian, Yougui, and the flower at this moment, and also comprehend those twisted faces.
They hate, resent, rage, mourn…
All kinds of negative emotions come together like mental poison.
But they are now facing inclusion, protection, love, perseverance, and commitment…
All the beauty naturally melted together and eventually became the antidote that could repel all darkness.
The fight between the antidote and the poison apparently ended with the antidote having the last laugh!
Boom!
Suddenly, the path to the underworld shook violently.
“Hmm.”
Bai Lian, standing on the levitating stone slab, was swaying as well.
She exerted a lot of effort to steady herself.
Her eyes were blurred with fresh blood, and she had to use her hand to wipe it away forcefully.
When she raised her head again, the Soul Locking Flower had already successfully entered the path of the underworld.
That is not a place for living people.
That is the kingdom of the dead.
Everywhere there was an air of terror that could swallow up life force!
But…
“I trust you.”
Bai Lian murmured softly.
If there is no trust, there will be no light.
On the path to the underworld, the Soul Locking Flower has no fear at all.
It was drifting forward tenaciously.
Just like outside, nothing can stop it.
Half a while later, it finally arrived beside the Lord of the Hades Hall, who had already lost consciousness.
Time has nearly come to a complete halt at this moment.
In this bizarre world slowed down a million times, Bai Lian silently watches the Soul Locking Flower.
She seemed to see the beautiful figure turning back to look at her.
“I did it!”
Qianxue said this.
Yes.
Bai Lian nodded contentedly.
She had her left eye tightly shut and was nearly blind.
Fortunately, Qianhuan Real Eyes is far from ordinary, so she can see all this clearly.
It was just like seeing her daughter finally achieve her dream after going through many hardships.
She was genuinely pleased for Qianxue.
“Go!”
Bai Lian’s lips were twitching.
She had no more strength left, her voice couldn’t reach as far as before, but she believed Qianxue could hear her words.
“Thank you.”
Qianxue continued.
No.
Actually…
Bai Lian sighed sadly.
She came here to help Martial Sister Tong Yao find her father, but the result ended up going in a completely different direction.
Is this really good?
After she goes back, how should she speak to Martial Sister Tong Yao?
She already felt guilty in her heart, and now that guilt has become even deeper.
Apart from this, Bai Lian is left with a deep feeling of helplessness.
She wanted to change it all, but she didn’t have the ability.
She had already given her all.
Now she even finds it difficult to walk.
“Given all these things, why is it still like this?”
If she can’t even get past this step, what else can she do to save her master?
Bai Lian felt her heart suddenly drop.
She wants to lie down.
She wants to have a good sleep.
Even if she might never wake up again, but…
“To be a person who likes to meddle in others’ business is really tiring.”
So that’s why “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian” behaves so recklessly in the game.
Both of them will die.
That “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian” must have been very happy when she was alive.
Her strength quickly dissipated.
Just as Bai Lian was about to fall, a wave of warmth surged up from The Teardrop of the Moon Sea, which had already released most of its power.
A soft murmur suddenly sounded in her ear, as if it had traveled through countless centuries.
It’s Shifu.
Bai Lian tightly pressed her left eye socket.
You’re right.
It’s not time to go to sleep yet.
At least she got to see Qianxue and the Lord of the Hades Hall reunite with her own eyes, at least she got to bring the news to Martial Sister Tong Yao herself!
Bai Lian opened her Qianguan Real Eye wide.
Under her gaze, the Soul Locking Flower slowly fell on the chest of the Lord of the Hades Hall.
Buzz!
In a flash.
She doesn’t know if it’s an illusion or something else.
Bai Lian saw snow falling in the path of the underworld.
One piece, two pieces, millions of pieces…
Under the snowflakes, even the terrifying dark path to the underworld seemed to become softer.
Was the flower so vivid before?
Bai Lian was momentarily distracted, even forgetting the pain in her body.
…
Twenty years!
In the flurry of snow, Qianxue’s eyes were softer than ever before, hidden in the Soul Locking Flower.
She now only hates herself for losing her hands, so much so that even the thought of embracing the Lord of the Hades Hall is a luxury.
But in the end, they all came together.
She was able to feel the warmth and breath of the Lord of the Hades Hall without reservation.
Therefore.
All the pain experienced between this seems insignificant now.
“We couldn’t be together when we were alive, but being together when we die isn’t so bad either.”
When the Soul Locking Flower emitted a light blue glow, Qianxue’s face lit up with a faint smile.
She raised her gaze slowly.
The sky was a deep gray, and snowflakes were falling.
The sky and earth were spinning round.
When she looked down again, her gaze traversed back to the afternoon of twenty-four years ago.
The same sky.
The same heavy snow.
The same person was lying on the mountain road she usually walked.
Their meeting began with a simple “Hello?”
She stood in the cold and desolate Snow Sea wearing a thick mink fur coat.
After a long period of confusion, she brought the Lord of the Hades Hall back to her own room.
The so-called fate was slowly unfolding at this moment.
In Qianxue’s opinion, the story is generally quite bland.
They have been together for several months.
During this period, they didn’t do anything extraordinary.
They were just talking about the past, the present, the future, themselves, and others.
It was as simple as that, her presence made her feel like she had found the most suitable person for her.
Basically, that’s how emotions are.
It’s not always a challenging journey to create a deep bond.
She trusted that the Lord of the Hades Hall wasn’t deceiving her feelings. By that point, the Lord had already prepared for Death’s arrival.
To remain by his side was the Snow Spirit Lord’s Dust Snow Curse, cast upon her with all her strength!
Few in this world could break such a spell.
Yet, he still managed to smile and share his dreams.
In her presence, he never showed any sign of suffering; only when alone would he quietly sigh.
This wasn’t what Qianxue had hoped for.
“I want to see her smile!”
“I want to see her smile sincerely!”
On a late autumn night, she quietly reached out to the soul of the Lord of the Hades Hall, a connection that might have been lost under the Dust Snow Curse’s suppression.
Using secret family treasures, she transferred the curse to herself, turning her own body into a vessel.
And that was it.
When the sun rose, the Lord of the Hades Hall was surprised to find himself restored to his former self.
Qianxue was finally able to witness a true smile from him, but at this moment, their paths were beginning to part.
No matter what, the Lord of the Hades Hall could not abandon his realm.
Snow fell.
After promising he would come back for her, the Lord of the Hades Hall left.
Qianxue waited eagerly, but that day never came.
Not long after giving birth to Tong Yao, she was hunted by her enemies.
To protect her child, she sealed off Tong Yao and led the enemies away.
In the end, though, her outcome was far from ideal.
She wasn’t killed completely but became a mountain spirit instead.
What difference did that make?
She could no longer leave the mountain.
Her freedom was gone, along with everything else she had.
Had it not been for the Hades Hall’s presence that morning, and her meeting with Bai Lian soon after, she might never have had the chance to see the Lord of the Hades Hall again in this life.
“Even though you left back then, I don’t blame you.”
Qianxue murmured softly.
The arrival of an enemy is always unexpected.
You can only blame fate for your misfortunes.
Yes.
Qianxue gazed down at the Lord of the Hades Hall.
It was time.
She couldn’t let Bai Lian wait much longer.
She didn’t want to see the Lord of the Hades Hall consumed by the path of the underworld, becoming the key to the underworld’s seal.
“You were destined to be a hero. Even if you didn’t become one, you shouldn’t be swallowed by shame…”
Now, the ice-blue light from the Soul Locking Flower became even more intense.
That brilliant light resembled a powerful dragon crossing a river, pushing back all the green light from the dark, foggy road.
In seconds, both the Soul Locking Flower and the Lord of the Hades Hall were engulfed.
“This is!”
Bai Lian’s eyes widened.
She felt an incredibly cold presence.
Under the influence of that aura, her Qianhuan Real Eyes began to tremble slightly.
She understood.
That was the Dust Snow Curse left behind by the former Snow Spirit Lord!
Initially sealed in the Soul Locking Flower, the curse began to reveal its full, terrifying nature after Qianxue broke the seal.
Even at his peak, the Lord of the Hades Hall could not withstand the erosion of the Dust Snow Curse, let alone in his current weakened state.
Bai Lian watched as he and the Soul Locking Flower slowly faded under the ice-blue light.
“I…”
Bai Lian’s face grew tense.
Her hands fell in despair.
She could do nothing.
Her body was too fragile; stepping into the underworld would tear her apart from the drifting Netherworld aura.
All she could do was watch.
She saw “Jiang Jing” rushing toward the dark path with an angry roar.
But the Dust Snow Curse, left by the former Snow Spirit Lord, wasn’t just any ordinary curse.
As soon as “Jiang Jing” came in contact with the ice-blue light, he shrieked and recoiled.
“Ah ah—”
His left arm, blackened and frozen, turned into a solid ice block.
Amid crackling sounds, the arm shattered into countless pieces.
“Jiang Jing” didn’t give up.
Having narrowly escaped that hell, how could he accept being consumed again?
He pressed on, but the result was the same.
His arms kept breaking and reforming, until his body shrank, yet he still couldn’t make progress.
“Futile. Even a god cannot resist the erosion of the Dust Snow Curse, empowered by the laws.”
After all, this was the Dust Snow Curse, wielded by the power of the Qianhuan Real Eyes.
Qianxue shook her head slightly.
Half of the Soul Locking Flower had dissipated. Without it, she would be scattered into nothingness.
She longed for one last glimpse of the Lord of the Hades Hall.
But when she turned her gaze, she froze.
What bright eyes!
That…
“Qianxue.”
A faint, almost imperceptible voice echoed, causing Qianxue’s soul to tremble violently.
The Lord of the Hades Hall gently lifted the Soul Locking Flower.
His eyes radiated an unprecedented tenderness.
“I can’t see you, but I can feel you right here.”
Yes.
I am here.
Qianxue remained silent.
Had she still had her body, she might have cried out.
But this… was enough.
“Sorry,” the Lord of the Hades Hall said, tears welling in his eyes, “I’ve been searching for you, but no matter how hard I look, I can’t find you. I’m sorry…”
Qianxue shook her head.
The past was the past, and there was no need to dwell on the unpleasant.
Let’s cherish this final moment together.
After about ten seconds, the Soul Locking Flower, the size of Bai Lian’s palm, shattered.
The Lord of the Hades Hall’s body was completely consumed by the Dust Snow Curse.
Their souls were exposed.
“It’s over.”
Bai Lian sighed.
At this point, even if the Dust Snow Curse vanished, the underworld’s aura was enough to destroy their souls.
Bai Lian raised her right hand to cover her ★ and her Qianhuan Real Eyes.
She couldn’t bear to witness the parting scene.
But…
In the end, she had to separate her fingers.
Through the gaps in her fingers, she saw the scene clearly.
A powerful force from the underworld pulled Jiang Jing’s massive body, twisting and turning.
He tried to flee, but couldn’t escape the pull.
Soon, a sickly green shadow was wrenched from his body.
“Ah—”
The shrill cry was swallowed by the abyss, and the green silhouette vanished.
But at that moment, Bai Lian heard a dull, distant thud in her ears.
“Nothing can keep me in the underworld. I will rise again and slay all living beings!”
“?”
Bai Lian was puzzled.
Wait.
This isn’t the time for such thoughts.
She quickly turned her attention.
In the ice-blue light, Qianxue and the Lord of the Hades Hall hadn’t disappeared yet.
Not only did they remain, but after swaying in the “waves” for a while, they finally leaned together.
They embraced tightly.
“!”
Qianxue gazed deeply into the Lord of the Hades Hall’s eyes.
Twenty-three years.
It was both a reunion… and a farewell.
Tens of thousands of flowers bloomed.
It shouldn’t end like this!
Bai Lian screamed from the depths of her heart.
Surely, there’s something she could do!
Yes.
The Qianhuan Real Eyes.
The Dust Snow Curse wasn’t fully activated through the power of Qianhuan Real Eyes.
If she tried again, surely…
At that moment, a system task appeared before her.
[Task 1: Use Qianhuan Real Eyes to restrict the Dust Snow Curse (Reward: Cultivation breakthrough to the Mahayana Stage).]
[Task 2: Do Nothing (Reward: Soft Skill +2)]
Bai Lian took one glance and knew that Task 1 was impossible for her.
“Am I still too weak?”
She forced a wry smile.
In the end, she could only watch helplessly.
Bai Lian knew she would remember this moment for many years—this would likely become her new nightmare.
But as she whispered to herself, the Teardrop of the Moon Sea, floating on her chest, suddenly stirred.
“Hey!”
Bai Lian reached out to grab it but found nothing.
The teardrop flew uncontrollably toward the underworld’s path.
Before she could comprehend what was happening, the soft, white light shot like an arrow through the ice-blue “cage” of the Dust Snow Curse.
Qianxue and the Lord of the Hades Hall were enveloped in its glow.
In just a second, the teardrop returned to Bai Lian’s chest, trailing its long little tail behind it.
“…”
Bai Lian stared in awe at the slowly rotating purple teardrop.
After a moment, she reached out and held it in her hand.
She felt its warmth.
The same warmth she had felt from her master!
Holding this tear felt as if she was holding her master’s hand.
Warmth flowed through her, sinking deep into her heart.
“Master.”
Bai Lian whispered her name.
Her master was always like this.
No matter how many times she faced hardship, her master might not speak aloud, but always found a way to help her from behind the scenes.
“How can I repay her?”
Bai Lian thought to herself.
Perhaps the only way to repay was with her own body.
At that moment, she wished she could fly straight to Qiongming Peak and hug her master tightly, like a spoiled child—preferably resting her head against her chest.
She was deeply moved.
She picked up the Teardrop of the Moon Sea and took out a Heavenly Surveillance Talisman.
As the monster was dragged back into the underworld, the palace seemed to tremble as though it would collapse.
She had to leave immediately, or the falling rocks might crush her.
But just as she held the Heavenly Surveillance Talisman, a loud laugh echoed.
“Ha ha!”
“!”
Bai Lian’s expression shifted.
It was Jiang Jing!
He wasn’t dead yet!
“Ha ha!”
More hearty laughter filled the air.
Bai Lian saw Jiang Jing emerge from the rubble, his body scarred, yet smiling as if he had seen through everything.
Yes, Jiang Jing had indeed “seen through” everything.
“I understand! I understand completely!”
Though controlled by the monster moments ago, his consciousness had remained intact. He could feel every movement of Bai Lian, every breath she took.
Jiang Jing laughed, bending with glee.
“I’m sure of it now—Thousands of Flowers! Ha ha! Only one person in the entire Immortal World can perform this technique. I mistook you for the Witch Queen! I underestimated you!”
Before Bai Lian could act, Jiang Jing shouted again, “I’m doomed, but you won’t fare any better. I’ll tell Yue Wuyang the truth. Just wait for Xianyuan Emperor to send his forces to execute you!”
With those words, a terrifying red light exploded from his body.
The light engulfed Bai Lian’s face, sweeping away into the distance.
Oh no!
Bai Lian’s expression changed dramatically.
She could barely turn, but there was no stopping what was happening before her eyes.
