txolops Chapter 199 May I be reborn into a better family in my next life
Chapter 199 May I be reborn into a better family in my next life
Chapter 200 May I be reborn into a better family in my next life
Lu Jianghe stood suspended high in the sky, his black robe with wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, his aura as imposing as a mountain.
The highest cultivation level on the island is only at the mid-stage of Core Formation.
Such a person is certainly not worth drawing his sword against.
Lu Jianghe was neither a bloodthirsty person nor a so-called righteous person.
Heaven and earth have yin and yang, and the Dao is divided into righteous and demonic. This is the principle of the operation of the Great Dao, which has existed since ancient times.
Demonic cultivators have their own foundation and principles for survival, and as long as they don't cross that red line, he won't bother with them.
In the world of cultivators, the struggle for supremacy is a constant, with each cultivator relying on their own methods and life and death determined by fate.
However, the scene before them treats living female cultivators as objects, raising and trading them like livestock, engaging in the trade of furnaces that destroys lineage and morality, and cuts off people's path to enlightenment.
This is a complete departure from the very essence of "humanity".
How are these behaviors any different from those savage monsters who eat raw meat and drink blood, and regard humans as their prey?
Even more despicable.
While it is the natural instinct of demonic beasts to commit violence, for cultivators to do such evil deeds tramples on the bottom line of being a "human being".
What he hated most in his life was this kind of system that treated women's lives and spiritual paths as commodities to be traded, and that had scaled up and established rules for it.
"Buying and selling".
Individual cultivators who, due to evil practices, stray into demonic possession and forcibly seize their furnaces are merely committing individual evils, and will be dealt with by the karmic consequences of Heaven or by others.
However, to establish a stronghold and construct restrictions in such a blatant manner, turning this evil business into a bloody industry, is like a malignant tumor that erodes the foundation and fortune of the entire human cultivator community, leaving endless harm behind.
Besides these, there are also those evil heretics who readily use the blood sacrifice of ten thousand people to pave the way for one person's enlightenment.
For example, the "Five Sons United in Heart Demon" was refined by Qian Laomo, the Supreme Elder of the Yinluo Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty.
Lu Jianghe really wanted to see for himself.
But as long as he gets to meet her, he will never "miss" it.
The headquarters of the Reverse Star Alliance.
It was still that eerie cave deep underground, with a hundred-foot-tall bronze mirror suspended in mid-air.
The two rows of seats on the mirror now appear somewhat desolate.
On the demonic side, there are still several illusory figures of Nascent Soul cultivators who have not yet appeared.
The Six Paths Supreme Saint sat in the main seat, his figure, though an illusion, was as solid as a real body.
However, the main seat of the righteous path, along with the few seats belonging to the myriad methods below it, was completely empty.
Half an hour had passed since the incense stick that could "invite the gods" and anchor itself to the divine was lit.
This fragrance is mysterious. As long as one is within the inner sea of the Chaotic Star Sea, unless one is at a critical juncture of life and death and has their senses blocked, as long as one's mind is moved, a wisp of one's spirit will be drawn here.
If it still hasn't appeared by now, there are only a few possibilities: it refuses to respond, it has closed itself off from the secrets of heaven, or it has already perished.
While the death of a Nascent Soul cultivator is not entirely unheard of, it is extremely rare.
The fact that Wan Sangu, the leader of the righteous path, is absent along with all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wanfa Sect speaks volumes.
This is a blatant refusal to participate.
The phantom of the Six Paths Supreme Saint lightly touched the invisible tabletop with its fingertip.
Though there was no sound, an invisible chill instantly spread out.
The remaining Nascent Soul cultivators from both the righteous and demonic paths remained silent, their divine thoughts intertwining wildly in the shadows, filled with astonishment, suspicion, speculation, and schadenfreude.
In the row of demonic cultivators sat an old man.
He had a simple and unadorned appearance, with a touch of wild crane and leisurely clouds, like a hermit who ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddhist scriptures. His face was ruddy, and he held a string of wooden prayer beads in his hand, gently turning them.
This person was none other than Ye Pu, the leader of the Huangsha Sect.
He appeared dignified and kind, with an air of righteousness, but in reality, he practiced a wicked and self-serving technique called "acquired yin-yang cultivation," which is also known as the art of the bedroom.
Because of him, the smuggling and trafficking trade secretly operated by his men far exceeded the shady dealings of the Qingyang Sect.
They specifically targeted female Foundation Establishment cultivators from small cultivation families who had decent aptitude, especially those with outstanding looks.
This is completely different from the consensual transactions of the Miaoyin Sect.
At this moment, Ye Pu spoke, his voice as warm and mellow as his appearance. If one did not know his background, one would truly believe he was a Taoist master.
"Master Rokudo, is the matter of your Daoist friend's death true or false? Can the Holy Demon Island confirm this?"
His words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.
The shock caused several Nascent Soul stage cultivators from both the righteous and demonic paths present to look away, their gazes instantly focusing on this scene.
Extreme Yin is dead?!
It should be noted that the lineage of Jiyin Island is renowned in the demonic path, with many mid-Nascent Soul cultivators presiding over it throughout history, and it is even rumored that a powerful ancestor in the late Nascent Soul stage emerged six thousand years ago.
Even though Ji Yin himself was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, his cunning and treacherous nature made him an extremely difficult character to deal with among those of the same level, and his infamous reputation spread far and wide.
How could he possibly be dead?
A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.
"Furthermore, I've heard that the Void Heaven Cauldron has also been revived? Is this true or false? Is there any way to verify it?"
Not every Nascent Soul cultivator possesses a fragment of the Void Heaven Map during the opening of the Void Heaven Palace.
Even if they possessed it, apart from the Void Heaven Cauldron itself, there were very few things in the inner hall that could attract these Nascent Soul cultivators.
Unless one is nearing the end of their lifespan, there is little value in going in to pick the Longevity Fruit.
Given the unpredictable nature of the Void Heaven Palace, the rewards are hardly commensurate with the risks.
Among the Nascent Soul cultivators present, one or two clearly remembered that the previous leader of the White Cliff Mountain lineage had perished in the Void Heaven Palace.
It is said that the one who did this was none other than the Mysterious Bone Demon.
During that time of pulling the cauldron, a Heaven-Mending Pill popped out.
A battle between Nascent Soul cultivators erupted between the two sides.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, Nascent Soul stage monsters are unwilling to get involved.
Unless there are one or two rare spirit insects, it would be worthwhile for them to try pulling the cauldron and hoping for a lucky break.
But now, hearing the news that the Void Heaven Cauldron had been lifted up, the shock was far greater than that of Ji Yin's death.
Zheng Yunzhou, the leader of the Wooden Sword Pavilion, said with a hint of mockery, "You old lecher, where did you hear this news from?"
Nightshade seemed to be used to this vulgar name, his face remaining calm, but the wooden prayer beads in his hand were being twirled a little faster.
"During this trip to the Void Heaven Palace, one of my nephews was fortunate enough to escape unscathed."
Zheng Yunzhou pressed further, "So, can the deaths of Ji Yin and the appearance of the Void Heaven Cauldron be confirmed?"
Ye Pu shook his head slightly, the prayer beads pausing for a moment on his fingertips. "I'm about 60% sure. My nephew didn't see it with his own eyes; he mostly heard it from people in the same industry."
The question-and-answer session between the two, coupled with the absence of Wan Sangu, the leader of the righteous path, made the atmosphere in the room increasingly tense and strange.
These Nascent Soul stage monsters were all deep thinkers, and they were all secretly plotting their next move.
Just then, the solid, illusory figure of Ye Pu blurred and distorted without warning.
Immediately afterwards, he made a hand seal with one hand, closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he was rapidly deducing something.
A moment later, he opened his eyes. Although he tried his best to keep his expression calm, a hint of surprise and doubt flashed in his eyes.
A Nascent Soul cultivator beside him, whose figure was completely shrouded in blurry light and shadow, immediately sensed something amiss and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Ye, what is it?"
Ye Pu slowly withdrew his hand seals and said calmly, "It's nothing serious. It's just that one of my strongholds seems to have been targeted by someone. Just now, the wisp of my spirit that I left on the island to guard the core of the restriction lost contact."
Such fighting and killing, where you attack me today and I destroy you tomorrow, is commonplace.
The person didn't say anything, which was quite normal.
However, in the heart of Ye Pu, the leader of the Yellow Sand Sect, he was far from being as kind and calm as he appeared. His face seemed amiable, but in reality, he was extremely cautious and cunning.
In this turbulent time, the various changes have already caused him great distress.
Once you reach the Nascent Soul realm, any slight disturbance in your mind is not spontaneous; it is sensed in the unseen realm.
The sudden loss of contact with a base is never a good thing.
Moreover, there are only two strongholds in the entire Huangsha Sect that can accommodate his divided soul.
One is located within a thousand miles of the sect, while the other is hidden deep within the heart of the demonic path.
The latter location was chosen because of its convenient trade, stable celestial conditions, suitability for smuggling, and secrecy.
If even that place is being targeted—
Ye Pu's fingers, which were fiddling with the rosary beads, paused almost imperceptibly.
Losing a wisp of one's spirit is not a serious blow to a Nascent Soul cultivator, but the person in charge on the island was a trusted confidant whom he had personally cultivated and who was capable of handling affairs.
Just as Ye Pu's mind raced, the six illusory figures of supreme saints, who had remained silent in the main seat, their gazes slowly sweeping over the empty seats of the righteous path, finally spoke, their voices lightly chuckling: "Is the Myriad Dharmas Sect not prepared to attend today?"
There was silence in the righteous camp for a moment.
However, soon, a Nascent Soul cultivator with a blurry figure and a slightly aged voice spoke up: "Master Liudao, please allow me to explain."
The Six Paths Supreme Saint smiled. "Why not?"
These words, spoken so casually, only made the righteous people even more uneasy.
You should know that the person sitting in front of you is a demon who can ruthlessly refine even his own blood relatives.
The calmer and more composed he appeared, the less people could guess what he was thinking.
The veteran Nascent Soul cultivator continued, "As far as I know, Wan Tianming, the sect leader of the Myriad Laws Sect, personally went to the Void Heaven Palace. He must have witnessed the earth-shattering events that occurred within the palace. He is probably discussing countermeasures within the sect at this moment. His absence from the meeting may be due to this."
These words not only clarified the reason for Wanfamen's absence, but also expressed that there was a reason for it, and that it was not a deliberate act of neglect.
This can be seen as providing a way out for the Six Paths Supreme Saint and also offering some leeway for the righteous faction.
After all, if even this little bit of face is not given, and the righteous path completely abandons them, what need is there for the Reverse Star Alliance to continue existing?
The Six Paths Supreme Saint chuckled and said, "I see. In that case, let's call this meeting a day."
Everyone knows that beneath this calm surface lies a deep, still abyss; the more undisturbed the surface, the more treacherous the hidden dangers.
As soon as he said this, regardless of whether he meant it sincerely or not, the Nascent Soul stage monsters in the righteous faction couldn't help but relax slightly and secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Everyone knew perfectly well that the explanation given earlier was merely a half-hearted attempt to appease them.
However, Liu Dao neither reacted on the spot nor investigated further, thus giving both sides a way out.
However, this brief period of relaxation was followed by deeper doubts and vigilance.
These ancient monsters, who have lived for hundreds of years, are all cunning and shrewd.
They each made up their minds that they would use all means to find out the real reason for the absence of the Wanfa Sect as soon as possible, especially the true attitude of Wan Sangu, the leader of the righteous path.
After all, the absence of the other leader and his entire core faction from the core meeting of the Reverse Star Alliance, which was initiated by one leader, is inexplicable unless there has been a major upheaval or they are in seclusion for life and death.
Behind this must have been a change significant enough to overturn the current situation.
It is unknown who disappeared first, triggering a chain reaction. The figures belonging to the righteous side vanished without a trace in a very short time.
The seats suddenly became empty, leaving only the members of the demonic path looking at each other in bewilderment.
The Six Paths did not respond to the matter of Ji Yin's death.
But that silent silence itself is the clearest answer.
It seems that Ji Yin's death is a foregone conclusion.
However, could the mention of the Void Heaven Cauldron actually be true?
Meanwhile, the Three Yang Old Demons of Qingyang Sect were also absent this time.
This posture made it seem as if he already knew a lot about the inside story, to the point that he completely disregarded the dignity of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Lu Jianghe concealed all his aura and his figure quietly floated down from the air, as light as a leaf falling in the wind, landing on a hilltop of moderate size.
The restrictions that would deter even Nascent Soul cultivators were rendered useless to him, as if he were in an empty place.
Without using divine sense to explore, but only looking at it with the naked eye, the interior of the island did not resemble a demon cave, but rather a peaceful and tranquil small inland area.
In the distance, flocks of cranes danced gracefully, and further still, layer upon layer of mountains rose, with a magnificent city standing atop the highest peak, appearing and disappearing amidst the swirling clouds and mist.
This place is hundreds of miles away from the mountain where he stood.
Within Lu Jianghe's sleeve, the imprisoned soul of a Core Formation cultivator mustered its courage and asked in a trembling voice, "Senior, do you still stand by your word? I have led you to Holy Demon Island as promised. I beg you—I beg you to spare my remnant soul and grant me a chance to possess another body—I—I will be eternally grateful and will serve you faithfully in the future—"
Lu Jianghe simply smiled silently, without saying a word.
To be treated like a beast of burden?
Ha, he even finds women around him a burden, let alone leaving a noisy man around.
Seeing that this unfathomable senior had no response to his pleas and didn't even bother to say a perfunctory word, the last bit of hope in the soul's heart was completely extinguished, and it instantly felt utterly hopeless.
He trembled, his voice filled with desperate pleading: "What do you want, senior? If the previous vows are invalid, fine, but please, just give me a quick death—"
Lu Jianghe asked with a slight smile, "How long have you been doing that kind of thing?"
Upon hearing this, the soul was overjoyed, as if grasping at a straw, and hurriedly replied, "Reporting to Senior! This junior has only just come into contact with this, and I can swear on my Dao heart that it was absolutely not my own intention, nor was it because someone instructed me. I have orders from above, how dare I disobey!"
Lu Jianghe nodded slightly, his tone still completely calm: "In that case, let's try to be reborn into a good family in the next life."
After speaking, he simply flicked his sleeve lightly.
The soul, which had been violently fluctuating with its defense just moments before, was extinguished like a candle flickering in the wind, turning into nothingness without even uttering a wail.