Chapter 24 He'll Know When He Accompanies Her All the Way

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That's strange. He looks scared.

Ten years ago, the villains had already manipulated the male and female protagonists at will.

What could a villain be afraid of ten years from now?

Miaojue couldn't understand Chen Jinshi's reaction, but she could understand the male and female protagonists.

After being pushed off a cliff by the villain, the two chosen ones gained an unexpected cheat code at the bottom of the cliff—which is really not surprising at all!

When Dongfang Yaotian flew back to the mountain with Gong Yuqiu, he was both wicked and arrogant, and his spirit flowed freely.

"I never imagined there was such a reclusive master outside of Jade Void Immortal Mountain!"

Dongfang Yaotian stared intently at the Netherbone Blade in his hand. "That old man with the beard has been living in seclusion for years, yet he saw through the mystery of the Netherbone Blade in my hand at a glance. It turns out that although this blade is powerful, it is made from the most unpredictable bone among the ten Netherbone Clan members."

"This object possesses extremely domineering and terrifying power. It was carved from bone at its peak and carries a strong obsession, capable of destroying and devouring all the spiritual essence of the five elements. Wielding this blade will disrupt my mind, allowing me to overcome my intense suspicion and fighting spirit."

"Therefore, the old man told me to be wary of the people around me."

Miao Jue remained expressionless; who was he? It's so hard to guess.

She was practically shouting through a megaphone: "The villains are already ten years ahead, wake up!"

It must be said that the actions of Langhuan Immortal Court are indeed quite intriguing.

They wanted to give experience to those destined to undergo tribulations, but as immortals, they were not tainted by mortal karma, so they could only spare no effort to create extraordinary encounters and opportunities for them.

Giving it to Dongfang Yaotian was definitely the right choice.

Dongfang Yaotian stood on the cliff, his handsome face cold and aloof as he closed his eyes in thought for a moment before opening his sharp gaze.

His scrutinizing gaze swept over the expressionless Miao Jue, over the calm and lost Dao Jun in his white robes, and finally settled on Gong Yuqiu, whose eyes held both love and pain.

The person he needed to be wary of was his Qiu'er.

The secret: "…………" Wow.

In fact, Dongfang Yaotian had long suspected that Qiu'er was not someone who was obsessed with fame and fortune, but in the Wanzong Immortal Competition, she was so determined to compete with him for the championship, as if the prize of the Langhuan was something she had to have.

Dongfang Yaotian was no fool, and he could guess who was behind Gong Yuqiu—the Jade Void Sect's Queyang Immortal—and what he wanted to do.

Gong Yuqiu's eyes gradually lost their light. She knew she had a clear conscience towards Dongfang Yaotian, but she couldn't disobey her master's orders, so she couldn't tell him everything.

"Now that the Underworld Clan is lurking everywhere with ill intentions, are you sure you want to be so suspicious of me at a time when the common people are in trouble?"

Dongfang Yaotian gazed at her intently: "Good! Once we arrive at the Jade Void Sect, everything will be clear."

The secret is clear: the inevitable major heartbreak is the male and female protagonists returning to the Jade Void Sect for their Daoist ceremony. The numerous conflicts foreshadowed in the earlier stages finally erupt at this crucial moment because, with someone's instigation, the male protagonist suddenly sees the face of the Magpie Sun Immortal when he receives the Jade Void Love Ring.

At that glance, he saw a striking resemblance to his deceased sister, Dongfang Qian, causing a turmoil in the protagonist's mind. He suddenly recalled fragments buried in his childhood—it turned out that this Immortal Queyang was the person his father had always longed for, and this person was Gong Yuqiu's master.

He was shocked to realize that Gong Yuqiu's arrival in Tianyan Kingdom, her meeting with him, and her falling in love with him were all part of a conspiracy from the very beginning!

The King of Tianyan Kingdom possesses an important item belonging to the Immortal Queyang, and also knows her most important secret. Gong Yuqiu was sent to Tianyan Kingdom from the very beginning to cover up that secret that was detrimental to her master—so she directly murdered his father.

The grand ceremony for the couple's union turned into a bloody mess, dealing the deepest and heaviest blow to their hearts, which led to them cutting down trees multiple times.

Miao Jue slowly clenched his fist.

The young man in white beside him vaguely recalled what he had done.

...First, he killed Dongfang Yaotian's father and framed Gong Yuqiu. Then, he used the Mo Yao Jade Ring to set up his father's identity and background. Next, he arranged for Gong Yuqiu's master to appear. He further used the knife bone to incite Dongfang Yaotian's killing intent. Finally, he made Gong Yuqiu choose between him and his master, torturing him and causing him to die repeatedly.

The chosen one has caused at least ten conflicts because of this.

And each time, a deep scar was left on the marriage tree.

Dust settled, and the fingertips hanging from the clean cuffs of his sleeves trembled. He looked dazed, and his face was ashen.

It's okay, nothing has happened yet, and she won't know.

He would never let them touch a single branch again.

Chen Jinshi thought to himself, but his white robes still swayed precariously.

Miaojue secretly observed him and discovered that he was even weaker than when he was always pale. If she didn't know that the more vulnerable a villain appeared, the more evil he was, she would have loved to give him a good beating.

The carriage was restored and set off again. Dongfang Yaotian was so preoccupied with his suspicions about the female lead that he completely forgot to consider the most important question: who had pushed them both off the cliff?

Chen Jinshi sat back in the carriage, no longer chatting with Miaojue. The quietness was so unusual that even the Yingyu in his sleeve was not used to it, and a fish head quietly emerged.

The dark, round fish eyes met Miaojue's slightly blinking eyes.

The Yingyu blinked, flapped its two fins for a while, pointed at Chen Jinshi, and then shook its head as if it were scolding him.

Miao Jue couldn't help but laugh and nodded very aptly.

Even though I don't understand fish language, I can say whatever I want to him.

The snail laughed excitedly, its mouth pecking at the air. Since Miaomiao, they had never had a human friend. Its long tail couldn't resist coiling around Chen Jinshi's wrist, its whole body wanting to extend out, but was pressed back down by cold fingertips.

Looking up, his peach blossom eyes looked listless.

But at some point, they all sensed that he had reached his peak. The youngest boy among them had finally grown into the one who would lead the future of the entire clan.

Even the snails around him had no idea how he did it.

Jin Shi, who had reached full maturity, did not seem happy; instead, he became even more panicked.

Yingyu twisted in dissatisfaction and asked him with the unique intuition among the Netherworld Clan, "What's wrong with you?" She had already told him not to have his bones and blood removed, and no one else would agree.

Chen Jinshi secretly glanced at the girl who was leaning against the window looking at the distant Jade Void Mountain, and asked him in a low voice while holding Gui Liu's fish head, "I should be considered kind usually, right?"

He now smiles often, has a friendly expression, never insults others, and makes people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze.

Overall, he seems like a good person.

"What are you talking about?" Yingyu's round, black eyes were filled with doubt. "Why are you asking about something that has nothing to do with you?"

Dust settled, his face expressionless.

They stuffed him back into their sleeves and sealed his mouth full of ashes.

He collapsed onto the couch in despair and remained motionless.

…

Entering the Jade Void Sect requires passing through seven levels, each of which requires a higher level of Jade Seal.

The spiritual energy here is extremely abundant; even on the outer mountains, spiritual clouds already blanket the area. Upon entering the inner mountains, no buildings or palaces are visible. Instead, one sees mountains shrouded in mist, with a clear stream meandering through the valleys like a jade ribbon, where celestial birds dwell and fishermen live in contentment.

The highest peak is called Wenxian Mountain, which rises vertically into the clouds and is surrounded by seven layers of flowing clouds, each layer representing a different realm, just like the heavens.

As expected of the number one sect in the world, the powerful figures who are stationed in the Seventh Heaven are all legendary figures.

Miao Jue watched in surprise, thinking to herself that it was no wonder that disciples from all sects looked down on Dongfang Yaotian after he left. She had originally thought it was a typical male protagonist's story of getting his face slapped, but now it seemed that Tianyan Kingdom was indeed just a very small place.

Miao Jue, who came from Changming Mountain Village, also expressed his astonishment at her lack of worldly experience.

The carriage slowly entered the mountain road, and a silver streak of light swept across the mountaintop first.

After startling a few birds, they calmly continued to perch on the branches.

On the day Xianba crippled Wen Changshan at Guwu Peak, she also met Queyang Xian. She originally wanted to strip the woman of all her wood-type spiritual bones, but the woman calmly made a deal with her.

“If you harm me today, I may not die,” Queyang said calmly, “but within the entire Jade Void Sect, only I know where the person you are looking for is.”

"If I have nothing to do and return to my clan, I will tell you Zhu Jiu's location."

She honed her teeth, not trusting the woman, but she was certain that she wouldn't find Zhu Jiu if she infiltrated the Jade Void Sect.

Even though she was in the forbidden area of ​​the Crimson Cloud Sect after the great war a hundred years ago, she knew that the Jade Void Sect had obtained the most flesh and blood of the Netherworld Clan, and the strength of the entire sect had increased ten thousand times.

Even if Queyang's Nether Bone is damaged, it doesn't mean she has lost all her magic power; she can still perish together with Queyang.

Queyang smiled and told her, "I can return Zhu Jiu's bones, because I no longer need them."

She found the perfect alternative.

That child...

Finally, Xianba left three holes in Queyang's arm, and took her hostage as they entered the Jade Void Sect. After obtaining the location, they quickly left, leaving behind a trapping immortal formation floating in the air.

Queyang was slowly surrounded by dozens of disciples, his gaze still calm as he looked at Xianba, his expression even bordering on pity... pity?

Humans, especially those who have become demigods through their own efforts, are the most hateful of all.

Xianba transformed himself into a wisp of silvery mist, carrying the special jade seal on Queyang's body, and ventured all the way to the secluded back mountain of the Jade Void Sect. They traversed eighteen mountains, and beyond the Cold-Sheltering Pool lay a bamboo forest, far from human habitation, devoid even of birds and insects, like a forgotten land.

When Xianba finally found the place, he discovered that it was not a bamboo forest at all, but rather a huge cage made of bamboo strips, upside down on the withered yellow ground.

Xianba paused, and the velvet mist stopped in place, as if floating in hesitation.

Zhu Jiu has the worst temper and the sullenest face among them, which can be seen from the young Jin Shi he brought out.

A hundred years ago, his homeland was ravaged by disaster. Zhu Jiu almost died in battle before Chi Hu Feng Si. He was the proudest of them all, but he could never support his backbone again.

Xianba transformed into human form on the spot, took a deep breath, and slowly passed through the bamboo cage that was sharp and difficult to hold.

The faint scent of wood spirit in the air was almost imperceptible, but it was still the scent she remembered.

A gaunt giant panda lay on the ground, breathing weakly. Its entire back was completely flattened. Hearing the sound, it turned its head to the other side, and its voice was fierce.

"Where's that kid?"

Xianba pursed his lips, took a few light steps forward, pulled out a fire-resistant cloth bag from his bosom, and gently knelt beside the graying head. "That kid is no longer a kid—this is what he asked me to give you."

The giant panda paused, then laboriously rubbed its head back off the ground. Its dark eye circles drooped so much they seemed to melt away. It sniffed the air, its nose twitching, and began to gasp violently, still cursing, "Who told him to...who told him to pull his own bones—"

Xianba couldn't bear to look and looked away: "Queyang's bones are already ruined, she needs to find new bones now. Langhuan has already made a move, the Tongtian Encirclement and Capture, actually to change the situation of the Underworld Clan being held in the hands of the mainland. The current situation is no different from a hundred years ago, you..." Panda raised his dark eyes and looked out of the dimly lit bamboo prison, and suddenly asked in a deep voice.

"Why don't you come in now that you're here?"

There was silence outside the bamboo grove. After a moment, the ashes transformed into countless fluttering feathers, piercing through the bamboo strips and landing as a young man in white.

The panda's face was expressionless, but it probably gave a brief laugh, which revealed some of the bear's natural憨厚 (honest and simple) nature, and its black ears twitched.

That brat is really tall.

Jin Shi lowered his eyes, half-knelt down, and placed his fingertips on the bear paw, which was much thinner than he remembered. "...Just treat it as bamboo and chew it."

If you eat his bones, he can make him a new one.

Xianba turned her head away; she couldn't stand any of them.

The jet-black snail slipped from the white sleeve and gently wrapped around the bear's paw without saying a word.

Including Ling Qi, who is still on the move and ready to respond at any time, the sixth, eighth, ninth... tenth.

It's been many years since a day like this has happened.

They all knew that when Jin Shi reached his peak, the rise of the Underworld Clan was already clearly visible. The two families they were very familiar with, the Langhuan Immortal Court, could no longer sit alone on the high platform. The entire continent was their enemy, and they had to use their own broken flesh and blood to fight against their own power.

But nothing is more important than being together.

Zhu Jiu, supporting his limp bear-like body, slowly leaned against a wooden stake. He never touched his broken bone, but after looking around at them for a moment, he suddenly asked.

"What about Miaomiao?"

The Underworld Clan lasted for ten generations before its ancestral stone lost all hope of survival.

To them, the little human girl who suddenly fell from the sky was their tenth person.

Chen Jinshi's fingertips trembled slightly, and he casually looked away.

"I'm about to find her."

Once the Chosen One's Daoist Couple Ceremony is completed, his destiny will be sealed.

He also wants to find all his people, one by one.

In the end, Chen Jinshi did not force the bone to Zhu Jiu. After all, he knew Zhu Jiu's personality all too well. For many years when he was a child, the young bird would clumsily and childishly imitate him, pretending to be cool and not care about anything.

The white-robed figure turned and turned to ashes, which filled the sacred fairyland of the Jade Void Sect like a rain before destruction.

…Actually, he cared terribly.

Ever since he suddenly lost everything overnight many years ago, he has had only one goal.

Take everyone home.

…

The Daoist Couple Ceremony is being arranged in an orderly manner.

Miao Jue didn't encounter any powerful figures like the Magpie Yang Immortal after entering with the male and female protagonists. Instead, she was placed in the disciple quarters of the Third Heaven, just like Chen Jinshi.

Gong Yuqiu was originally a disciple of the Fifth Heaven, but she insisted on going down to the Third Heaven to be with them, showing great compassion.

After Miao Jue entered the Jade Void Sect, Immortal Queyang did not make any move, nor did she take any action.

She secretly devised a plan in her mind.

The female lead's senior brother, Mei Zichen, had come a few times. Each time, he would look at the secret manual with a hint of something in his eyes, but then, as if remembering something, he would leave without saying a word.

Miao Jue observed that the Jade Void Sect was indeed special. In comparison, the disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect showed a very obvious convergence, with the most prominent being those with golden spirit bones, and their spells and offensive techniques refined from metal and stone being the most advanced; while the Jade Void Sect had high-level spirit bones of all attributes.

Earth-level spiritual bones were already everywhere in the Third Heaven, and by the time the female protagonist reached the Fifth Heaven, there were already various Heaven-level spiritual bones of the Five Elements.

Does this mean that the land of Yuxu Sect is blessed with outstanding people and resources? No.

Miaojue tilted her head back, looking at the Wenxian Mountain that stretched straight to the sky and reached seven layers of clouds, which resembled a throat that swallowed layer by layer.

…This only shows that they eat an exceptionally large amount of Netherworld creatures here.

Miao Jue became increasingly curious about the Underworld Clan.

She used to live in that ordinary little mountain village, surrounded by ordinary people, so she naturally had no contact with the most ferocious and powerful beings in the world; later, she became a tree, and all she heard and saw were the generous condemnations from the perspectives of the male and female protagonists.

But why, when she returned to ten years ago from the magic trick, all she saw was the history of the Underworld Clan being beaten for a hundred years, and she never heard of the history of how they slaughtered the common people and wreaked havoc on all sides?

It's as if the Netherworld race is shrouded in a blood-red gloom, appearing from afar as a terrifying and monstrous figure reaching to the heavens. But upon closer inspection, it seems to be riddled with bloody holes.

"What are you thinking about?" A familiar, clear voice came from outside the dormitory.

Miaojue knew who it was without even turning around. She shook her neck and said, "I'm wondering how two people with conflicting identities could end up together."

The Dao Couple Ceremony is about to begin, but Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu are still arguing wildly—even the system doesn't remind them of these everyday moments of torment!

That should suit the villain's tastes perfectly.

Chen Jinshi paused for a moment with a strange expression, then said, "Does it really matter if we have different identities?"

“Of course it’s important,” Miao Jue said, clapping her hands as she tried to walk past him. “If you’re not the same kind of people, forcing each other together will just be bullying each other.”

This perfect couple had a huge fight and even broke up over how to write their introduction at the Dao Couple Ceremony, and the villain's intervention was a thoroughly satisfying act of kicking them when they were down.

Dust settled, long eyelashes drooped slightly, fingertips tapped anxiously, as if pondering something other than the secret formula.

He remained anxious for a while, then looked up and laughed again.

He raised his arm and braced it against the door, blocking Miaojue's path, his voice close and soft, "But for some people, status is very important."

For example, if Queyang wants to undergo a complete bone replacement, he needs the bones of his closest relatives, using the new bones that are thicker than blood, to quell the decades-long disturbances of the Nether Bone within his body.

Chen Jinshi's gaze was both cold and tender, his long eyes meticulously tracing the expression of the person before him, as if trying to see through her physical form into her soul.

Dongfang Qian... Only if you are Dongfang Qian can you be fused together with your bones.

For centuries, people have tacitly agreed to use the bones of the dead to create immortal bodies, believing it to be a shortcut to heaven.

But they didn't know that the spirit bone was not just a set of bones.

The element “bone” encompasses metal, wood, water, fire, ice, thunder, wind, and flame, and the number of people belonging to this element is countless.

"Spirit" is unique. Because it is a person's soul, a self that is unique within the three realms.

Therefore, what torments those who devour the Nether Bone, causing them repeated addiction and consuming their very essence, is not the taste of the Netherworld flesh and blood, but rather the indomitable roars and howls of the souls swallowed into their bodies.

The souls of others are difficult to merge with, which is why Queyang wanted to leave behind a bloodline for himself. However, he did not expect that the children born to people who are born without spiritual bones are almost impossible to grow spiritual bones.

But now, this girl has grown earth-level spiritual bones.

This is precisely the Wood Spirit Bone that Queyang Immortal has been dreaming of, longing for, and needing the most.

But--

Chen Jinshi lowered his eyelashes and looked at her closely, a smile spreading across his lips little by little, like ashes falling into water and burning beneath the ice.

If you are not Dongfang Qian, your soul will resist her, carrying your very bones with it.

Resist her call, resist her merging.

Miaojue raised her head and met the complex emotions in Chen Jinshi's dark eyes, which were almost impossible to decipher—whether it was anticipation or panic.

He's really strange.

The bells of the Daoist Couple Ceremony have already been rang down from the Seventh Heaven.

The cranes flew around the mountain; the auspicious time had arrived.

——“My disciple Gong Yuqiu, Tianyan Dongfang Yaotian”.

The serene voice of the Immortal Queyang seemed to come from the heavens, and the entire Wenxian Mountain seemed to be singing in harmony with her.

The instant the voice appeared, Chen Jinshi clearly saw that the pair of almond-shaped eyes, which were always clear and lively, lost their light and became blank and docile.

His fingers, which were hanging by his side, suddenly clenched.

I couldn't tell if I was disappointed or relieved.

Chen Jinshi curled his lips into a smile, circling around Dongfang Qian again and again, waving his palm in front of her eyes several times, "Can't you hear me? Can you still see me?"

"Really...can't hear me?"

However, those beautiful eyes remained empty, like a soulless shell supported only by bones.

Chen Jinshi's smile seemed like schadenfreude, but he couldn't even sit down, and he was restless whether walking or standing.

Like a bird with no branch to perch on.

—"On the 22nd day of the third month of the year Yi Si, I inquired about immortality in the seventh heaven of Yu Xu..."

The voice of the Magpie Immortal rang out once more.

Miao Jue seemed to have received a command, and slowly walked out of the disciples' quarters, step by step, following the sound, up the thousands of stone steps connecting the seven heavens.

Along the mountain road, red candles burn for miles, and a young girl's lonely figure stands against the backdrop of towering mountains.

Chen Jinshi watched her climb the steps one by one.

They were left completely ignorant and lifeless, destined to be disemboweled.

That has nothing to do with him anymore.

yes.

Even if Dongfang Qian were to die today, at the Dao Couple Ceremony, or at the hands of Gong Yuqiu's master, the number of fateful love tribulations he would create would increase countless more.

“Yes, her death was worthwhile…” Chen Jinshi stood rooted to the spot, watching her figure gradually shrink away with a blank expression, but his eyes grew increasingly terrified.

She was already certain that if she was summoned by Queyang today and her blood and bones were fused, then she would be Dongfang Qian.

But he couldn't help but follow them.

The tall, elegant young man in white walked up the mountain path and caught up with the girl in a few steps.

The red candles covering the mountain could not illuminate her bright eyes, leaving only dull obedience.

"...Dongfang Qian".

He rushed ahead of her and climbed the steps backwards.

"Dongfang Qian!"

Even if she remained lucid for a moment throughout, she didn't utter a single word from her soul.

He would know that she was a soul from another world.

She didn't want to be dissected and have her bones fused together.

"Aren't you usually very capable? Don't you have many ideas? Do you know what lies ahead?" Chen Jinshi almost gritted his teeth, for some reason recalling the helpless events of many years ago.

His fingertips gripped the compass tightly, and that desolate sense of loss washed over him again. "—You really want to die, don't you? Then why didn't you tell me sooner? It would have been easier for me to kill you than for anyone else."

The secret was kept unspoken.

From the third heaven, we ascend to the fifth heaven.

Passing through five heavens, heading towards the highest point.

He escorted her all the way.

"Today we become Daoist partners..."

The voice of the Magpie Yang Immortal grew closer and closer, even carrying a hint of incongruous excitement.

Chen Jinshi stopped in her tracks and was eventually led to a dark cauldron, the traces of which were indistinguishable as to whether they were from burning or dried bloodstains.

The inscription in the Golden Wood Wild Seal script on the top of the cauldron signifies the success of this spiritual bone summoning guided by blood ties.

His fingertips were icy cold, his shoulders trembled, and he slowly smiled.

He seemed to be laughing at himself.

Why did he have even a tiny bit of lingering attachment to her, believing that she might be—

"Why did you follow me?"

The girl turned around, looking at him with a puzzled expression and clear, bright eyes.

In the dim light, her eyes were crystal clear, reflecting the moment of astonishment as fate struck him.

Chen Jinshi's expression vanished completely.

It felt like being violently bombarded while standing still.