Chapter 74 – Black Iron Shard Breaks the Seal, Villagers Hail the Celestial
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Yu Xian took a deep breath, his gaze regaining its firmness.
There was no reason to despair.
He hadn’t reached a dead end yet.
No matter how difficult the situation, it was still not as hopeless as when he was ten—lost alone in the mountains, falling off a cliff, breaking his arm, bloodied and bruised, staring into the endless wilderness in complete despair.
Even then, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and walked out step by step.
So now—what was there to fear?
The Bi-Ling Sword clearly couldn’t be used recklessly—if he damaged it, that would truly be a painful loss. But at the moment, it was still his best offensive magical weapon. For defense, his newly acquired Divine Spirit Shield, a fifth-grade artifact, was even better than the Five-Treasure Silver Dragon Armor.
Exhaling, Yu Xian shook his head, preparing to descend the mountain. He couldn’t deal with the barrier just yet. The sky was darkening, and in three hours, the real danger would arrive. He had to leave now and return tomorrow to slowly study the formation and break it eventually.
But just as he turned, a thought struck him—he remembered something in his storage pouch that was incredibly sturdy.
Scratching his head, Yu Xian decided to try it out. He reached into his pouch and took out the black iron shard.
He first spent half an hour carefully copying the Body Tempering Manual onto a silk scroll. Although he had already memorized it, this served as extra insurance in case he ever forgot it in the future.
Then, inhaling deeply, he approached the barrier once more, iron shard in hand—and smashed it forward!
Thunk.
A soft sound echoed. The barrier trembled slightly.
But the shard didn’t budge at all!
It completely ignored the cold backlash of the formation.
In fact, Yu Xian even felt a warmth coming from it.
His eyes gleamed. He began applying force!
The seemingly ordinary shard had become the sharpest weapon in the world—wherever he pushed it, the barrier rippled like water, and then—it pierced through!
“Open!”
Since it could pierce the barrier, there was no reason to hesitate!
Yu Xian roared and began slicing with the shard!
The entire formation twisted and trembled violently.
The cracks he made spread faster than the array could repair.
In the time it took to run a full circle around the cube, the barrier collapsed completely, vanishing in a puff of black mist.
Whoosh!
With the suppression gone, billowing demonic energy exploded from the black sphere, flooding the world, increasing the concentration of magic tenfold!
Yu Xian narrowed his eyes.
He knew—breaking the seal might have been a terrible mistake.
But he had no choice.
If anyone was to blame, it was Gu Hanfeng. It was Lu Dan. It was the Medicine King Valley, who had foolishly opened the Sky Demon Valley out of greed.
He just wanted to live.
Screech! Hahaha! Aaaaaah!
Piercing shrieks, eerie laughter, and miserable wails exploded through the air, echoing across the sky. With the barrier gone, the black shadows in the orb seemed ready to burst free and devour Yu Xian alive.
Ignoring the cold that chilled his entire body, he charged forward!
He leapt into the area previously sealed by the formation.
No calamity descended. No demons rushed out.
Yu Xian rushed straight to the Nascent Soul cultivator’s corpse, grabbed the storage pouch from its waist, and—without glancing at the other three Golden Core corpses—ran toward the teleportation array.
Not because he didn’t want those pouches.
But because he couldn’t afford greed.
Even lingering for one extra breath here could mean life or death.
Just picking up the Nascent Soul cultivator’s pouch was already risking everything.
The teleportation array wasn’t far.
In just three steps, Yu Xian reached it. Without hesitation, he threw dozens of mid-grade spirit stones into it, flooding it with spiritual energy.
He’d burned through a fortune, but it worked—the area around him cleared of demonic energy, and the complex eight-star formation began to glow and slowly spin.
It was activating!
It could send him away!
Joy flooded Yu Xian’s heart. He raised his foot to step into the array—
—when suddenly, a voice called out from behind.
A voice that made his entire body tremble.
That almost made him weep on the spot.
“Is that you, Xiao Xian? Xiao Xian, it’s mother…”
“Mother… is that… mother!?”
That voice…
He hadn’t heard it since he was ten.
Since before the Great Elm Tree reshaped his spirit root.
It was the voice he had dreamed of, wept over, longed for in his sleep.
He froze in place. Behind him, the voice called again.
“Xiao Xian, Mother is right here. Are you leaving already? Will you take Mother with you?”
Tears rolled down Yu Xian’s cheeks. He clenched his fists, his entire body trembling, his soul in torment.
He wanted to turn around.
Just one glance. That was all he wanted.
But he knew he must not!
Why?
Because the jade pendant on his chest was burning hot—hotter than ever before!
It was a parting gift from the Great Elm Tree, his true mother, a life-saving treasure meant to protect him.
And now it screamed in warning.
What was behind him… wasn’t real.
It was a demonic voice.
A temptation.
“Xiao Xian… Mother died from illness… but my soul was trapped here for seven years… won’t you rescue me? Won’t you even look back, my son…?”
The voice grew more sorrowful—like a grieving mother begging for help.
Yu Xian’s heart felt torn apart. He wept, tilted his head back, and roared to the skies:
“You dare impersonate my mother today? I swear, I’ll wipe out your entire kind one day!!”
With a resolute step, he stepped into the teleportation array!
“My son! I was your last hope! You’ve abandoned your mother’s soul! You killed me! You’ve killed me!!”
The screech turned demonic, stabbing into Yu Xian’s soul.
“AHHHH!!”
Blood sprayed from his mouth—but he didn’t look back.
He placed his second foot into the array.
The purple light flared to life.
The spirit stones were instantly drained, crumbling into dust.
With a flash, all sound vanished—leaving only Yu Xian’s final roar behind.
And yet…
With the barrier gone, the giant black orb began to churn violently. The shadows within it struggled more and more fiercely—ready to break free at any moment…
The world darkened.
The teleportation began.
The spinning and dizziness weren’t as extreme as the large teleportation array from before. And this time, it ended much faster—barely half an incense stick’s time.
Yu Xian suddenly felt himself falling.
He snapped back to alertness and immediately activated Soaring Cloud Technique to slow his descent.
The sky was clear. It was afternoon—nearing evening—but the sun had not yet set.
Yu Xian waved a hand—his Bi-Ling Sword circled him. The Divine Spirit Shield expanded and contracted, rotating protectively. With one hand forming seals, he stood ready for anything.
Only then did he finally look around to see where he had landed.
Where… am I?
“Immortal! The Immortal has arrived!!”
“The Immortal really came! The Immortal really came!!”
“Village Chief, your silver wasn’t spent in vain! The Rainmount Temple’s Immortal has arrived!!”
Just as Yu Xian began to examine his surroundings, a wave of cheering rose from below.
Startled, he looked down.
About ten meters below, dozens of villagers knelt on the ground, looking up at him with eyes full of awe and excitement.
“What are you all shouting for!? The Immortal is here to drive out the demons! Hurry up and bow!!”
An elder among them shouted, dropping to the ground in full prostration:
“We welcome the Immortal!!”
The others followed instantly, kneeling in unison:
“WE WELCOME THE IMMORTAL!!”
Hovering above them, Yu Xian slowly descended—his Soaring Cloud Technique holding steady at five zhang (about 15 meters) before touching down.
He hovered mid-air, gazing at the villagers below with a frown.
Where… exactly… have I ended up?
