Chapter 84: The Final Chapter - Let's Go Home for Dinner (Revised)

Nine days later, Xu Zangyu was like a dead dog.

He finally understood how formidable Meng Huan was, and even with his partially paralyzed body, he was determined to crush Meng Huan, who was kept by his bedside.

Only after destroying it with my own hands can I feel at ease.

But then a hand suddenly reached out from behind, pinched his waist, and pulled him back to the bed. Immediately afterward, a burning hot body pressed against him. Xu Cangyu stiffened slightly and subconsciously looked at the legs wrapped around him.

Thankfully, it's not a snake's tail.

The illusion was so real that Xu Zangyu was terrified for nine days straight.

“Junior brother, although your spiritual power has reached the Nascent Soul stage, your physique is still at the Golden Core stage. This must be because you have neglected to train your body. I am trying to help you out of kindness, so why do you always complain about being tired?”

A blush immediately appeared on her tense face, not from embarrassment, but from anger.

Xu Zangyu now wants to beat Chu Shu to death with a stick.

"I remember that the cultivation method of Tianyi Sect clearly warns disciples not to be greedy and to do everything in moderation. This is too decadent."

Chu Shu rolled over, supporting herself on one hand above Xu Cangyu. The redness in her eyes hadn't faded, and she was completely satisfied. She was only wearing a single garment, loosely tied, revealing the cleavage of her abdomen.

As for the outer robe, it was worn by Xu Zangyu, covering him completely.

Xu Zangyu's clothes were already tattered to shreds, and he was too embarrassed to look at them, so he could only wear Chu Shu's clothes. After all, it was better than nothing.

Chu Shu slid her hand down to Xu Cangyu's lower abdomen, and Xu Cangyu immediately got goosebumps. However, Chu Shu did not make any other excessive movements. "I have already passed on the dual cultivation method to you. How can it be considered indulgence? It is clearly cultivation."

Xu Zangyu was speechless. Chu Shu seemed to have found proof, tapping his lower abdomen with her fingertips, "Your dantian has clearly become much more stable."

Xu Zangyu had nothing to say.

“Cultivation is never easy. To achieve remarkable results, it takes more than a few days. Junior brother has become increasingly lax since leaving the sect. However, senior brother will keep a close eye on you.”

Xu Zangyu completely fell into depravity, and a year passed in this state of decadence.

Stepping against the wind, the immortals were ethereal and left no trace. Xu Zangyu wanted to keep a low profile, but he still scared the little demons half to death.

"Who let a Nascent Soul stage cultivator in? Isn't this a death sentence for us?"

"He won't conjure up some divine lightning and kill us, will he?"

"Where is the Ferryman? Where is the Ferryman?"

Soon the lesser demons discovered that their ferryman had also flown to the isolated island in the middle of the water, and then took the hand of that terrifying Nascent Soul stage cultivator. The lesser demons immediately realized that it was all over; their ferryman had been taken away, and who else could they rely on?

"What are you looking at?"

Xu Zangyu was looking at the sky in the direction of the human world. Although he had recovered his cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage, the tribulation of lightning had not yet arrived, so he could not be considered to have undergone a true transformation.

He could sense divine thunder lurking in the sky, watching him menacingly.

This might just be his illusion. The mental tension caused by the repeated tricks of Heaven meant that he could not feel at ease until he had passed the tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage.

"Let's see when my tribulation arrives."

Chu Shu held his hand tightly and chuckled softly, "Thunder tribulation cannot lead to the Yellow Springs Crossing. In this world, those who can reach the Nascent Soul stage must have good fortune in addition to talent. Although the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage is dangerous, I have never heard of any cultivator dying in the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage."

"In a few days, I will find some more magical treasures. Once I have enough, it won't be too late to undergo the tribulation."

Xu Zangyu asked hesitantly, "But wasn't that what you used to overcome your tribulation?"

That year, Chu Shu cultivated like a madman and was almost at the threshold of the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. The vicious monsters in the Yellow Springs Ferry hid here to avoid divine punishment. Chu Shu could not only convert the monsters' cultivation into his own, but also gain some of the favor of heaven because of his merits.

Sometimes, Xu Zangyu really gets angry at himself.

He thought Chu Shu had come to escape, but it turned out that Chu Shu had found a fishpond and was fishing there.

A gust of wind blew by, and the sky suddenly darkened. Chu Shu brushed a stray strand of hair from Xu Zangyu's forehead and said, "It's getting windy, let's go back."

Aside from cultivation, Chu Shu rarely went out. He preferred to stay in his room with Xu Cangyu, enjoying drinks around a fireplace, or reading, playing the zither, and practicing swordsmanship together – a uniquely tranquil time.

These kinds of days brought him peace of mind.

"Yesterday you mentioned that the sword technique could be improved, and I suddenly had some inspiration."

Xu Zangyu's interest was piqued. "What is Senior Brother's idea..."

The two turned around side by side, and suddenly heard the terrified screams of the little demons:

"The sky is broken! How could the sky be broken?!"

A bright ray of sunlight shone down from the gloomy sky, illuminating the dark corner of Huangquan Ferry where people barely survived.

A hand tore through space, and Xu Zangyu saw a familiar person—Wen Qianchu.

No, it's not just him.

Behind that figure was an even colder, more silent face. A sharp blade pierced the wound, tearing a long, narrow gash.

Xiao Mingxin walked in, carrying a sword, his body shivering in the cold wind. The bright light shone on Xu Cangyu, but he couldn't help but take a step back.

"Junior brother."

Xu Zangyu's pupils suddenly contracted, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, and the rotten seeds in his heart sprouted again, giving rise to fear that tightly bound him. The suffocating feeling that he could not escape made his heart burst forth with intense hatred.

"Why, why is it you again? Why won't you let me go?"

Xiao Mingxin's sword strike did not cleave through the light of day, but rather shady clouds that once again enveloped him.

Xiao Mingxin was startled by his gaze. "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

He searched for Xu Zangyu for a year and collaborated with Wen Qianchu to break through the spatial barrier, but now Xu Zangyu looks at him as if he were an enemy.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone sensed something was wrong. A terrifying pressure suddenly descended, an irresistible divine lightning that completely cleaved open the narrow gap that could only accommodate one person.

At this moment, the genius was truly broken.

Xu Zangyu looked up and, unsurprisingly, saw the tribulation clouds in the sky. They were moving slowly, not out of pity for him, but to accumulate and brew an even more terrifying power.

The divine lightning in the sky is so strong that it takes one person to hug it. Is the tribulation lightning during the Nascent Soul stage like this?

Nobody knows.

But this is clearly more than ten times more terrifying than the Nascent Soul Tribulation. No, absolutely not.

Xu Zangyu's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted at Xiao Mingxin:

“Xiao Mingxin, I didn’t steal anything from you. What I got was my own good fortune.”

"Do you think that just because you're the main character, everything should be yours?"

No, I'm going to take it anyway.

At the end of his rope, Xu Cangyu roared like a trapped beast, his words deafening. Xiao Mingxin suddenly seemed to understand something, and he and Wen Qianchu immediately sealed the torn space. However, the power of the divine thunder was something the two of them could not resist.

Although Chu Shu was so angry that she wanted to stab Xiao Mingxin, she could only help plug the spatial rift for the time being.

Xu Zangyu was in despair. At this moment, he was like a wild beast trapped on a deserted island, with both his path forward and backward cut off, and he could only wait for punishment to come.

Something suddenly flew over, and when he reached out and grabbed it, it was a copper coin.

He turned his head abruptly, and there stood a man on the shore, the Taoist priest who had divined his fate a year ago, quietly watching him.

Xu Zangyu remembered the brocade pouch he had almost forgotten about after throwing it into his Qiankun bag. At first, he just thought he had been tricked and didn't care. But now a thought suddenly appeared in his mind: this might be the only thing that could save his life.

Xu Zangyu took out the brocade pouch, opened the small box, and found a pair of Gu worms inside.

It wasn't a pair; the mother Gu seemed to have given birth to several offspring Gu.

Perhaps influenced by his previous life, Xu Zangyu has read many books on Gu-related matters in this life. The one in his box is a love Gu. Both the person who casts the Gu and the person who is cast it will develop an inseparable attachment to each other after consuming it.

However, Xu Zangyu always regarded this thing as an evil object.

Because the offspring gu is controlled by the mother gu, if the mother gu dies, the offspring gu will inevitably die in despair.

Those skilled in Gu poison in the southern border region prefer to call this thing the "Shared Fate Gu," because their lives are intertwined, and if one is harmed, both are harmed.

To be honest, Xu Zangyu didn't want to be entangled with anyone in this endless feud. He loathed the feeling that once he made a choice, he would never be able to get rid of it for the rest of his life, but now he had no choice.

The divine lightning struck, tearing the repaired gaps apart once more. A gust of wind blew the group apart, as if trying to sever them from Xu Zangyu.

Xiao Mingxin's snake whip coiled around Xu Cangyu's body, tightening its grip unwillingly. He felt something being stuffed into Xu Cangyu's mouth by his fingers. It was a living creature that, once inside his body, clung to his chest and refused to leave.

This thing was definitely not a good one, yet it inexplicably made him feel at ease.

"Senior Brother, you hate me, don't you?"

Xu Zangyu untied the whip from his waist; at this moment, he was the only one left on the deserted island.

He drew his fearless sword, laughing maniacally, as if he had everything under control:

"If you want to kill me, then I'll take the protagonist down with me."

Thunder roared across the sky, as if enraged, and a purple light shot down, sweeping in with a fierce wind. The lesser demons who hadn't run away were not spared and were caught in the attack.

The crowd could barely see the person in the center of the purple lightning; they could only smell the strong stench of blood and a faint wisp of spiritual light emanating from the little demon.

No one spoke; under the divine might, only screams could be heard around them.

After an unknown amount of time, the world finally calmed down. Nearly half of the demons on the Yellow Springs Ferry had died or been injured. Limbs and torsos were everywhere, and the blood on the River Styx was layered upon layer, almost turning it into a sea of ​​blood. The stench was nauseating.

The final bolt of divine lightning struck the white-bearded Taoist, shattering his disguise and revealing eight fox tails behind him.

It was another old acquaintance, You Fengchun.

He knelt on the ground, his back bent by the divine lightning. He coughed, swayed as he stood up, and chuckled softly as he removed his hand from his face.

Two streaks of blood slid down his eye sockets; You Fengchun had gone blind.

If a divine lightning bolt can cause such a reaction, what about Xu Zangyu?

Xu Zangyu was nowhere to be seen amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Chu Shu stumbled over, wading through the stench of blood, searching through the mountain of corpses and flesh, repeatedly calling out Xu Zangyu's name.

Her voice trembled, filled with uncontrollable fear.

You Fengchun took out the little fox from his arms, which had been silent for a long time. With a gentle touch, the little fox came back to life, jumped onto his shoulder, and looked at the deserted island with its narrow eyes.

He knew he would go blind, and sure enough, it happened.

A skilled diviner does not concern himself with cause and effect, but only witnesses cause and effect.

As a diviner, he has repeatedly violated taboos; it's only a matter of time before he goes blind.

He vaguely sensed that Xu Cangyu was facing a life-threatening tribulation. Although he couldn't pinpoint the exact cause, he could glean ways to break free from it from other people. Today, he had trapped himself in his own web, a warning from the heavens.

However, a pair of eyes can be exchanged for a life, right?

Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. Today, there are those who risk their lives to defy fate. With such a lively scene, why don't they join the fray?

The little fox in his arms could not be saved by You Fengchun. Ordinary foxes are not lucky, and even if he used magic pills, it would be difficult to save it.

You Fengchun borrowed its shell, and from then on, he had eyes again.

The group frantically searched through the mountain of corpses, each covered in blood. Finally, they found a corner of Xu Cangyu's clothing.

The group frantically pulled the person out, but dared not touch him.

Xu Zangyu was covered in blood, and the Fearless Sword lay motionless beside him, just like its master.

You Fengchun wiped the blood off his body and found that his hands were clenched tightly, and his fox-like eyes blinked as if in confusion.

He gently opened Xu Zangyu's palm, his fox-like eyes suddenly narrowed, and the faint smile that seemed to hold him in complete control shattered instantly.

It's a mother Gu!

Xu Zangyu did not eat the mother Gu!

Everyone present was shrewd; they could tell from You Fengchun's reaction that something was wrong.

“This is a symbiotic poison. He gave it to you, but didn’t eat it himself,” You Fengchun said to Xiao Mingxin.

Is it truly impossible to defy fate?

You Fengchun didn't understand why Xu Zangyu didn't choose him. Xiao Mingxin was exceptionally lucky, and binding himself to Xiao Mingxin was his best way out.

Xiao Mingxin felt as if his heart was being gnawed away at little by little, the pain so intense that he could barely breathe.

For a moment, there was an eerie silence.

This nightmare was so sudden and so terrifying that almost no one could react in time.

A soft laugh suddenly rang out.

"Now is not the time to mourn."

You Fengchun could not hide his surprise, but Xu Zangyu smiled.

"The Way of Heaven is not omniscient."

As expected, they were afraid the protagonist would die, which is why they showed mercy.

He got up from the ground, put the mother Gu back into the box, and his eyes flickered slightly when he saw the two bloodstains on You Fengchun's face. "Thanks to your brilliant plan, it should be returned to its rightful owner now."

You Fengchun didn't take it, saying, "Keep it."

Xu Zangyu tossed the sword back into his storage bag, picked it up, and strode away. Looking back and seeing that the others hadn't followed, he laughed:

"What are you still standing there for? Go home and eat."

You Fengchun followed, and the fox jumped into Xu Cangyu's arms, staring at him with its eyes. "You really scared me to death! Xiao Mingxin is so lucky, why didn't you drag him down with you?"

"Maybe... I can't do it."

You Fengchun was so angry that he almost got killed, and you're still concerned about how tough Xiao Mingxin's life is, whether he'll be struck down by the Heavenly Dao?

Xu Zangyu's feelings for Xiao Mingxin were despicable. He could not bear that what he had worked so hard to obtain would eventually become Xiao Mingxin's, and he could not bear that it was Xiao Mingxin who ultimately pushed him to the executioner's block.

Even if it was unintentional, it still filled him with despair.

He and Xiao Mingxin should have been enemies, and he should have died at Xiao Mingxin's hands.

But he didn't want it to be Xiao Mingxin.

While the odds of winning by gambling with Xiao Mingxin's life were high, Xu Cangyu still gave up at the last moment.

The only thing he wanted to deceive was the will of Heaven.

He stopped and suddenly asked Xiao Mingxin, "Do you hate me?"

Before he could answer, she said, "Even if you hate, it doesn't matter."

Xiao Mingxin walked up to Xu Cangyu in a daze, grabbed his hand, and said, "Junior brother, don't hate me. I didn't know you were about to suffer a tribulation."

Chu Shu shook the gilded fan in her hand again and again, then threw the seductive fox in Xu Zangyu's arms to You Fengchun, "Do you know that you almost killed him? Why didn't I kill you at the disciples' assembly?"

Xu Cangyu placed his hand on Xiao Mingxin's chest, "The emotions obtained by controlling a person's mind with love poison are like a dream. Senior Brother, I don't want to lie to you anymore."

Whether it was hatred or love for Xiao Mingxin, these feelings were never faked.

Xiao Mingxin stopped Xu Cangyu's actions and whispered, "What if I'm willing?"

He pulled Xu Zangyu's hand down and asked, "You've never taken anything from me. Those things were originally yours, including mine."

Xu Zangyu remained silent for a long time before suddenly saying, "Is it possible that you were the one who should have eliminated the disaster and transcended the tribulation to become a god in Black Mountain, and that in the end... Chu Shu should have been the one with you?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Shu and Xiao Mingxin were both stunned, exchanged glances, and then disgustedly looked away.

Xiao Mingxin looked at him with a troubled expression: "Junior brother, why would you think that?"

Covered in dirty blood, Chu Shu hadn't felt nauseous before, but now she was about to burst. She cursed, "I think you've been struck by lightning."

Only You Fengchun smiled broadly: "I agree with this idea; a talented man deserves a beautiful woman—"

The gilded fan was pressed against his neck. "You were so busy dealing with Xiao Mingxin that you forgot to deal with you."

You Fengchun coughed weakly, his frail body almost blown over by the wind. Xu Cangyu quickly took Chu Shu's fan away, his eyes full of guilt, "Don't be impulsive, he's still injured."

You Fengchun's injury was of course because of him, so Xu Zangyu felt guilty. He took out a thick cloak from his Qiankun bag, afraid that You Fengchun would get cold.

Chu Shu took one look and laughed in anger.

This was a thick cloak he had found and made for Xu Zangyu from the feathers of various spirit beasts. Before Xu Zangyu even had a chance to wear it, You Fengchun had already taken advantage of it.

He's almost at the Divine Transformation stage, what's with the weakness?

She didn't even wipe the blood off her face, clearly intending to make Xu Zangyu feel guilty so she could seize any opportunity to attack him.

He suddenly understood why wives always hated mistresses and were always shouting for their revenge. He now really wanted to rip You Fengchun's fox skin off.

Although Xiao Mingxin looked unwell, she didn't react like Chu Shu. Instead, she took Xu Cangyu's other hand and said, "Let's go home for dinner."

Wow, how generous!

Chu Shu's face was almost contorted.

Why are there so many mistresses in the world? And those who act like wives while being mistresses are even more detestable.

"You guys, hurry up and catch up."

Fortunately, Xu Zangyu hadn't forgotten him. Seeing that he hadn't followed, she waited for him. Chu Shu gritted his teeth and followed, saying, "I'm here."

"I'll definitely take a good shower when I get back. But let me make this clear: there are no spare rooms in my house, so you'll have to find somewhere else to stay."

You Fengchun: "A brother's heart cannot be contained."

Xu Zangyu: "If we keep arguing like this, nobody will eat."

The scene fell silent instantly.

Wen Qianchu took a long time to catch up, but she didn't know whether she was doing it in the name of her master or as a visitor.

Now that Xu Zangyu is safe and sound, it is the best possible outcome.

Wen Qianchu disdained competing with juniors. Xu Zangyu was, after all, his disciple, and he would ultimately have to ask his master's opinion on who Xu Zangyu would choose as his Daoist partner.

The past is long and the road ahead is still far; who knows what the future holds?

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Author's Note: This concludes the main text. Details will be added in the epilogue [laughing] (Don't worry, it's not finished yet; the general details will be included in the epilogue).