Chapter 79

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Chapter 79: Celestial Path Appears

"Succeeded? That’s good. The author finally showed a bit of humanity."

Although unable to see the whole story, at least knowing that the book I had been chasing for so long finally reached a happy ending, nothing was more satisfying than this. Wen Yun’s face finally showed a relieved smile.

This smile seemed a bit peculiar to Ye Shubai as he thought back to the passage he had just read. The calmness he had regained was suddenly disrupted by swirling emotions.

The man’s voice was slightly hoarse from the recent emotional turmoil, "Do you usually… read these kinds of books?"

Remembering how Wen Yun always held the book with a mysterious smile since returning to the sect, he had thought those stories like "Corrupted Master XXX" were just strange tales, but he had never expected them to be master-disciple books. Thinking of the plot where the little disciple was infatuated with the master in the story, he felt his ears burning with embarrassment.

When Wen Yun was asked this question, her body stiffened, and she became more alert. She thought to herself that she wasn’t really a young girl of ten, but rather a mature woman of hundreds of years. Was there a problem with occasionally reading colorful literature?

Although Wen Yun wanted to keep up a good appearance in front of Ye Shubai, she realized he had already seen her in all kinds of situations. So, she decided to just be honest and admit it.

So, Wen Yun nodded and confessed without hesitation, "Yes, in our cultivation world, there is a rule against viewing… such content."

Just before saying those words, she chose a more subtle expression.

After careful consideration, Ye Shubai confirmed that the cultivation world was quite open-minded, accepting all kinds of relationships without judgment, especially within the Qingliu Sword Sect where most sword cultivators’ partners were swords themselves. So, making fun of others seemed pointless.

He nodded in agreement.

Since there was no explicit rule against it, Wen Yun felt at ease. She even boldly asked, "Since there isn’t a rule against it, can I have my book back? It gets boring on the boat, and I need something to pass the time."

But without a doubt, Ye Shubai refuted, "You’re still young, you can’t read that."

Wen Yun felt helpless, letting out a sigh and sitting down in silence.

Wen Yun had no idea what Ye Shubai was thinking. She was lost in thoughts about the dark and powerful Supreme Immortal in "Dream Immortal" penned by an author who didn’t care much for describing the male lead’s appearance, simply stating, "A Celestial Being whose form cannot be captured by words." This vague description only heightened her curiosity.

She never linked the darkened master with Ye Shubai, nor did she associate the innocent and lovely young apprentice with herself, as Wen Yun always thought of herself as mature, stable, and wise, far from the naive and sweet image.

Most importantly…she never saw herself and Ye Shubai as master and apprentice.

Aren’t they in a master-servant relationship?

In the dimly lit cell, with poor air circulation, all Ye Shubai could see was Wen Yun beside him. The sweet fragrance she carried became particularly clear, like a fully ripe and juicy berry in late spring, tangy and sweet, lingering in his nostrils.

He vividly remembered the box of incense that Wen Yun had been interested in at Wanbao Pavilion during the day. However, pretending to be a dandy at the time, she hesitated and didn’t buy it, only trying a sample on her wrist.

In his current situation, a simple thought suddenly came to Ye Shubai – when he returned to the coastal city from the outer sea, he must remember to buy that box of incense to give to her. There were no ulterior motives, just a simple belief that perhaps this gesture would make her happy, easing the tension of having her books confiscated.

He always held a pure and serene heart, free from worries in his early practice, and untroubled by strong enemies in his later years. His masters often praised him for his single-mindedness, saying that his path to greatness would be smooth and worry-free.

Little did he know that his worries were now surfacing.

Fearing that his unwelcome thoughts might upset her, and worried that his older age and disagreeable personality might make her dislike him, these small worries swirled in his mind, like a sudden spring breeze ruffling the quiet pond that had been calm for centuries.

So…

Thinking about this, he unconsciously pressed on the book in his arms, turned his head slightly, gazed at the source of his worries, but felt a burst of hot joy in his chest, making his fingertips hidden in his sleeves tremble.

It turns out, in her opinion, that wasn’t just a fantasy.

*

Inside the cabin, Wen Yun initially sat upright, occasionally checking Ye Shubai’s progress in reciting spells, but later leaned lazily against his back, not bothering to ask anymore.

Although he was only a junior wizard, he had memorized even advanced spells, so what was the point of her checking his progress?

Fortunately, these boring days didn’t last long, as noise was heard coming from the distant cabin door.

"Quickly tie them up and bring them up, we still need to catch another group, who knows how much bounty we’ll get this time."

"Haha, our Red Leopard tribe caught a big family, the Demon Lord will surely reward us well, unlike their Water Tiger tribe… tsk, just two of them."

The mocked Water Tiger Clan caught Wen Yun and her friends. The leader, Thin Monkey, stood silently in front of the jeering Crimson Panther Clan demon cultivator, and said ominously, "The time to show my strength has not yet come. You can be arrogant for now."

"Haha, look at you, a weakling who can’t even stand firm in the wind, still daring to act tough in front of me?"

Thin Monkey chuckled, pushed through the crowd to enter the prison first. Without using any special powers, he casually gestured towards the two people in the cell after unlocking it, saying, "Come out."

To everyone’s surprise, the two people obediently stood up and followed him out!

Everyone was puzzled – each clan had talented individuals with awakened divine souls who could board the magic ship, and those skilled in controlling cultivators’ souls were highly sought after.

After tying up the captured cultivators with iron bars, the inquisitive demon cultivators with awakened divine souls couldn’t resist asking Thin Monkey questions.

Meanwhile, Wen Yun and Ye Shubai took the opportunity to observe the nearby terrain.

As the magic ship approached the center of the mist, the outline of a small island became clearer, with a towering stone staircase standing out, seemingly leading to the upper realm.

After about half an hour, the magic ship gradually docked, revealing the true appearance of the staircase that was partially hidden by the mist.

The old staircase looked weathered with age, as if it was once used by someone who dreamt of reaching the heavens. However, upon closer inspection, it was clear that the staircase was far from reaching the upper realms, thousands of feet short.

Wen Yun looked away, holding onto a chain that bound her to Ye Shubai. She walked among a group of people who seemed lost, thinking about how to safely lead them away. If they ended up fighting with the demon cultivators, these people would be in danger.

Suddenly, the black-clad guards at the edge of the island spotted them and hurried over, their faces tense. "You must leave the island at once!"

The leader of the demon cultivators looked puzzled. "Leave now? But we haven’t delivered these people to the Demon Lord yet…"

Though they were unsure of the Demon Lord’s intentions, offering these people could earn their tribe valuable magic crystals, so they were eager to do so.

"Another group was sent before you. The Demon Lord has been in seclusion on the stairway for three days, about to achieve a great breakthrough. You are no longer needed."

The demon cultivators, feeling frustrated, still tried to ask for a reward. "But what about these people…"

The black-clad guard replied casually, "Just take them far away and throw them into the sea, but do not disturb the Demon Lord."

This remark stopped the demon cultivators in their tracks. Feeling regret for being late, they roughly escorted the group of cultivators back to their ship, preparing to dispose of them.

When they first got off the boat, they were very happy, but now as they return to the magical boat, their faces look very sad.

Because these good wizards have inhaled too much Nightmare Fragrance, they now move like zombies, making it difficult for them to board the magical boat. The demon cultivator standing nearby cursed and pulled out his curved sword, ready to strike.

"Smack!"

The curved sword fell heavily to the ground. The demon cultivator, expressionless, dropped the sword, perhaps remembering the words of the guards in black on the island earlier, afraid of causing trouble, and finally followed the crowd down.

The guards on the island noticed this, but when they looked over and saw everything was normal, they paid no attention.

Wen Yun skillfully trapped the man’s soul, and together with Ye Shubai, they led him forward. There were so many people on the boat at the moment, surprisingly, no one noticed anything wrong.

She was actually a little nervous, to be honest, this was her first time attacking a soul directly. She had never practiced this before, and she had learned this skill from the demon cultivator. She didn’t expect it to go so smoothly the first time.

When the magical boat sailed back into the cover of the fog, the demon cultivators grumbled in their mouths, begrudgingly preparing to throw all the fat lambs they had caught into the sea to drown.

Thin Monkey was unwilling in his heart. He glared viciously at everyone, saying, "Wait, anyway, these good wizards are all going to die. Let me test my newly awakened talent on them first!"

Many lazy demon cultivators weren’t interested in throwing people into the sea, but one of them was curious and watched Thin Monkey show off his skills.

He didn’t really know how to control people, so to avoid embarrassment, he decided to use Wen Yun and Ye Shubai as experiments. He pointed at them and said, "You, jump into the water."

Wen Yun and Ye Shubai, who were standing in the crowd, obediently followed the command and walked towards the edge of the ship, ready to jump into the sea.

The demon cultivators were amazed and nodded in approval, "Impressive! If you continue like this, who knows how powerful you’ll become in the future?"

Before Thin Monkey could enjoy his success, Wen Yun suddenly changed her posture and moved forward in a different way!

Without any visible movement, she simply flicked her sleeve lightly, and a golden-red piglet dashed out from a pile of miscellaneous items on the bow of the ship, transforming into a magnificent giant wand in Wen Yun’s hand like a breeze.

The golden powers flowed from Wen Yun’s palm into the wand, unaffected by the mist from the sea but instead enhanced by it, instantly creating chilling ice crystals on the deck.

"Frozen Land."

This all happened in just a moment.

Originally fierce demon cultivators turned into ice sculptures before they could even scream, while none of the captives behind Wen Yun were affected.

Ye Shubai casually knocked down these ice sculptures into the sea and chuckled, "Your magic control is getting stronger."

Wen Yun accepted the compliment with a smile, skillfully guiding the magic boat into the mist, finally docking it near a hidden cluster of reefs.

"Alright, once we have settled them, we need to hurry back to deal with Mo You."

As Wen Yun spoke, the little fire dragon deftly emerged from the magic wand, carrying two space bags and the wooden sword that Ye Shubai had also left in the pile of items.

"Thank you." Ye Shubai took the space bags and the sword. What Wen Yun said was true, with the little fire dragon around, nothing would be lost.

When he visited Shen Xinghai earlier, he had lent Wen Yun the piece of rotting wood. This time, she was preparing to use the same piece of wood to return to Foggy Island with Ye Shubai, making it easier to hide their tracks and plan for surprise attacks.

However, when Wen Yun opened the space bag, she discovered…

Why were there hundreds of extra space bags inside her space bag? Was it an endless nesting doll?

The little dragon casually turned its chubby head and whistled to hide its nervousness.

Wen Yun glared at it and said firmly, "I’ll help you fix this problem after I deal with this issue!"

After speaking, Wen Yun stepped on decaying wood on the sea and called out to Ye Shubai, "Little Bai, we need to hurry. The sea is rough now. If you can’t stand steady, hold onto me!"

Ye Shubai stood behind her, softly responded, and placed his hands gently on Wen Yun’s arms, feeling a bit awkward.

Wen Yun was not concerned about what he thought. She just wanted to hurry back to Foggy Island. If she didn’t sense wrong earlier, a powerful force from the top of the ladder had appeared. Mo You’s soul rules might reach perfection!

If that’s true…

He can possess anyone at will and his soul never dies. Who can be his match!

Wen Yun walked through the mist, with Ye Shubai close by her side as the piece of decaying wood was short. They stood close together, soaked by the waves, they finally reached the edge of Foggy Island.

Without the mist hiding it, the immense pressure from the powerful force became more evident.

Wen Yun held the magic wand tightly in her left hand, and tightly held Ye Shubai’s hand with her right hand, wanting to focus her energy on protecting him.

Because they had enhanced mental strength from practicing magic, they could endure the pain, unlike the dark-clothed guards on the distant island who were struggling on the ground, groaning, enduring the piercing pain and pressure from their souls.

The laws of nature, this is the most powerful force in the world, and it is said that only the gods can control it.

Wen Yun’s heart skipped a beat, could it be that Mo You had truly mastered the laws of the soul?

"The path is clear! Let the journey to immortality begin!"

A loud and excited roar echoed from the ladder to the sky.

"Open!"

The last word reverberated with a lingering echo that filled the heavens and the earth.

Wen Yun gazed up at the dark sky, her eyes gradually becoming serious.

She saw a golden beam of light coming down from the sky.

The path to immortality has truly appeared.