Chapter 86: It seems the master and disciple unearthed their own tombstone while digging their own grave. ...

The Super Pollution Control Bureau's special plane, shrouded in the modern pollution of the capital, flew westward through the stratosphere, then passed through the pristine, ancient clouds of L City, and came to rest beneath a clear, azure sky.

Jiu Su lagged behind, being the last to jump off the private jet, her brows furrowed without any attempt to conceal it.

This is probably an innate trait of the white snake—he is afraid of dirt and prefers to stay in clean places. Although the clouds and sky in L City are cleaner than those in the capital, the surface and cityscape are really hard to compliment; they are old and poorly maintained, making it almost impossible to find a place to stand.

In this respect, it's far inferior to the capital. Besides, this is still an airport within the Super Airport Management Bureau, which is an official institution. If it's still in such a dirty and chaotic state, what must the outside be like?

Shu Qing wasn't as picky as him. Seeing his blatant disdain, she couldn't help but chuckle. She could only squeeze his hand and say, "L City is now called an 'old, young, remote, and poor area.' Its economy isn't as developed as the capital or H City, so the presentation isn't great. Mission comes first, so you'll have to bear with it."

Jiu Su listened to her advice and reluctantly hummed in agreement. He used a thin layer of demonic power to wrap his clothes and shoes, effectively isolating them from the mud and unknown debris on the ground. He even wrapped Shu Qing's shoes tightly as well.

Only after getting into the Supermarket Management Bureau's special vehicle did he remove this "barrier," gazing at the scenery rushing past the window and recalling what this place used to be like.

In the past—the past when Kunlun Immortal Capital still existed—this place wasn't like this.

Although it wasn't particularly prosperous back then, it was located in a remote area protected by the spiritual energy of the Kunlun Mountains. It was far from the bustling metropolises where ancient immortals gathered at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains, but it was still one of the main transportation routes for ordinary people to enter Kunlun. Pedestrians came and went, shops lined the streets, and ancient Kunlun artifacts could be seen everywhere, like the entrance to a paradise.

Now, with the changing times, the immortals above the clouds are no more, and the "entrance to paradise" under our feet has been reduced to a poor and remote place, left behind by the capital and other big cities like H City, and left with nothing but dust.

Even if people reminisce about that prosperous era of immortals, they are mourning the former kingdom of immortals above the clouds, and they don't even get a share of the mourning.

Even a demon like Jiu Su felt so much melancholy about the vicissitudes of life; Shu Qing, who once considered Xiandu her home, naturally had even more thoughts as she looked at the scenery before her. However, her soul had long been steeped in modern life, making her more accepting of the current situation in the western region than Jiu Su, so she remained silent.

At this moment, the special vehicle had reached its limit. The ancient Kunlun ruins had become an ice field and were located high in the mountains. There were no rest areas or gas stations nearby, so the special vehicles used by the Supermarket Management Bureau could not drive in at all. They had to turn back.

The action team switched to their third mode of transportation—a small flying vehicle developed by the Super Management Bureau based on the ancient Kunlun legend of "flying on a sword." It was used by two people per team, powered by the demons of the Special Operations Department using their demonic power, supplemented by solar energy, and could fly even without fuel.

Jiu Su naturally grabbed Shu Qing, and the two of them occupied a small flying vehicle together.

"The ancient Kunlun ruins cover a vast area. Let's start the search from here and split up," Director Yang instructed. "Once we find any trace of Xie Heng and Minister Jin, we must immediately share the information on the communication channel. Do not act rashly."

After saying that, he gave Jiu Su a special look: "Especially you."

Jiu Su ignored him, started the small flying vehicle, and flew away with Shu Qing.

Shu Qing was responsible for scanning the surrounding environment with the scanner on the aircraft. She regained her memories and abilities from her previous life, and her divine sense spread out like a tide through the scanner, covering half a mountain peak within her perception range. As far as she could see, her teammates had become tiny black dots, scattered in all directions.

After scanning the area and finding nothing, Shu Qing pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go directly to Kunlun Palace."

Jiu Su was silent for a moment, then asked, "How do I get to Kunlun Palace?"

Oh right, I forgot he hasn't been to Kunlun Xiandu a few times. He's quite familiar with Liuxia Peak, but now that Kunlun is a glacier, it's really difficult to expect him to recognize Kunlun Palace here.

Shu Qing handed the scanner to him, then used her spiritual energy to take control of the aircraft and headed straight for Kunlun Palace.

At first, even Shu Qing felt somewhat unsure. There was no trace of the old scenery beneath her feet to indicate where she was or whether she was heading in the right direction. She could only rely on her own sense of direction, and fortunately, with just that little bit of direction, she became more and more confident and familiar with the path as she walked.

What is ingrained in a person's soul during childhood will likely stay with them for life—even if it is now the next life.

This is, after all, the place where she grew up, the road she traveled on her cloud raft countless times, her old hometown.

The small aircraft landed steadily in front of a towering mountain peak. The mountain pierced straight into the clouds, and in the past, if one looked down from the palace on this mountaintop, one could see an endless sea of ​​clouds.

At the time, they called it "Sea of ​​Moments" because the sea of ​​clouds, surging with spiritual energy, was constantly changing, sometimes turbulent and rolling, sometimes calm and still, sometimes like a high mountain, sometimes like a greyhound, and all its forms lasted only for a moment, hence the name.

However, after the spiritual energy was completely exhausted, the Sea of ​​Moments ceased to exist, and the peaks of the Immortal Capital could no longer maintain their former extraordinary heights, all experiencing varying degrees of collapse or even destruction.

Now, the main peak that once ruled over the immortal capital has collapsed beyond recognition, yet it still stands majestically high, unconquered by modern travelers or technology.

"Nobody's here." Jiu Su scanned the Kunlun Palace ruins from top to bottom, finding nothing. "Are you sure?"

Shu Qing piloted the small aircraft upwards, "Yes, it must be here."

Setting aside differences in stance, Jiu Su trusted her almost without reservation and immediately began to explore again.

Suddenly, he spotted a crater on the mountaintop. The crater was half-collapsed and buried by rocks, blending in with its surroundings like a conspicuous tentacle.

However, there was a subtle spatial fluctuation nearby, a very weak and intermittent tremor, so much so that he didn't even notice it when he glanced over it just now.

“Space?” Shu Qing pondered and said, “Kunlun Palace used to have some arrays that folded space, which was for convenience... but I don’t know exactly how many there were, where the entrances were, or what was inside.”

Jiu Su replied simply, "You'll know when you go and see."

He took over driving from Shu Qing and sped to the icicle.

Thanks to Xie Heng, the icicle had been split open, revealing what lay beneath. Shu Qing only needed to glance at it to recognize what it was.

“This is a spatial entrance I recognize.” She said with an inscrutable expression, “Back then… after the war, to commemorate that great battle, my master… Zhiheng erected this monument in front of Kunlun Palace. The names of those who died in that great battle are engraved here. The space inside is like a shrine.”

Her palm surged with energy, and the ice on the surface of the stone tablet crumbled away, revealing all the names. At the very bottom of the tablet, the words "Xiashan Junshu" were clearly engraved.

Shu Qing: "..."

It's like digging up your own grave and finding your own tombstone.

She sneered, but Jiu Su read the inscription from beginning to end and said calmly, "The fact that your name is engraved here shows that the bond between you and your master is not as fake as the peace treaty between the Immortal Capital and the Demon Clan. Congratulations."

As he spoke, he began to pry open the slight spatial fluctuation. He failed, and then a chill rushed up without warning, as if he intended to tear off the ceiling of the "ancestral hall" inside.

Shu Qing quickly pressed him down, giving him a look that was hard to describe.

These words sound sarcastic, but they actually contain a kind of comfort—Zhiheng is like a father to her, and no matter what the final outcome is, it's better for Zhiheng to still have some old feelings for her than to have none at all.

What was meant to be a comforting remark became so harsh through his mouth; I wonder if it's a racial trait of snake demons.

As for the emotional outbursts and unrequited love involved, Shu Qing knew that it was purely Jiu Su's personal inclination.

"Why is your first reaction to people still the same?" Shu Qing used her spiritual energy to touch the entrance to the space. The entrance was like a fingerprint lock, and unlike Jiu Su's stubborn attempt to pry it open earlier, it opened obediently on its own, and an aura belonging to the ancient Kunlun Mountains leaked out from it.

“My name is here because you wouldn’t have died if I hadn’t been here. As the MVP of this war between the Immortal Capital and the Demon Clan, if I died and my name couldn’t even be on this monument, it would be tantamount to openly admitting that I had broken ties with the Immortal Capital, to admitting that the Immortal Capital had done something that even I couldn’t tolerate, and to admitting that the Immortal Capital had openly self-destructed.”

The hidden space of the ancient Kunlun Mountains slowly opened, revealing two familiar figures standing inside. They turned around at the sound.

The shrines in the immortal capital are completely different from those in the human world. There are no spirit tablets or shrines inside; instead, there is a magnificent and dazzling starry sky.

Each victim is like a star hanging high above, coldly watching the reunion of the last two ancient immortals after seventeen hundred years.

"Even if it's just to cover up some secrets, my name must be here. It has absolutely nothing to do with any bullshit master-disciple relationship—Silly Little Red, do you think we ruthless ancient immortals are the same as you single-minded monsters? Who said I care about any incense offerings?"

Shu Qing smiled, but her eyes were icy cold. Standing at the entrance of this space, separated by two eras, she coldly cast her gaze at that familiar figure. "I don't care, and neither do others. Am I wrong, Master?"

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Author's Note: MVP: The player who performs best in the match.