Chapter 1: Yantian (I) Are you willing to become a disciple of the Yantian Sect? ...
In the far north, the howling cold wind is mixed with the bone-chilling snow. Due to the severe cold, this place is rarely visited, but for the monks, this is nothing.
The heavy snow fell all night long, and Chi Wanyin also escaped on her sword all night long.
The morning light was dim not far away, but when she looked up, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn and covered in blood, and she couldn't even mobilize the spiritual energy to resist the cold.
Not far behind her, the monks who were ordered to kill her had surrounded her, holding magic weapons and setting up a formation like a dragnet. Not only them, but also Chi Wanyin knew that she had nowhere to escape.
"This evil woman is really good at escaping. We've been chasing her for a whole day and night, but now she can't escape." said a monk in the crowd.
Someone walking by reminded him, "Even though she's at the end of her rope, we shouldn't be careless. After all, this witch was hunted down by the Yantian Sect before, but she was able to escape alive."
Chi Wanyin's speed of flying the sword became slower and slower, until she exhausted her spiritual energy and fell into the snow, splashing a large amount of snow. The monks who were responsible for encircling her still approached very cautiously.
Although she was in a state of dejection at the moment, she only sneered and asked, "Where is Song Qingtang of Yantian Sect?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Could it be that she wanted to plead with her former senior sister?
Before anyone else could speak, a Yantian Sect disciple shouted angrily, "How dare you mention Sect Leader Song? If you hadn't injured her and defected from the sect, Sect Leader Song would have already achieved a breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation stage. You are a disgrace to the sect!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a female cultivator in white walked lightly from the crowd to her front, looking down at her with her usual indifferent expression.
Song Qingtang had a blank expression on his face. Seeing her in such a state of disgrace, he could only utter a sighing whisper, "Junior sister, why are you doing this?"
Seeing her draw the sword Shi Shui from her waist, Chi Wanyin let out a self-deprecating smile, "Senior Sister, you always look so high and mighty. How could you possibly understand us ants?"
What answered her was the sword of passing water that pierced her body, and blood splattered on the snow like blooming red plum blossoms.
Before Chi Wanyin lost consciousness, she could still vaguely hear voices celebrating her death.
Endless darkness was the scene she saw when she opened her eyes again. She didn't know where it ended, nor did she know how long she had been walking until she heard a slightly disembodied voice say to her, "You can't die here yet."
Suddenly, the world around her was spinning. When Chi Wanyin opened her eyes, she was still a little uncomfortable with the glaring sunlight.
The next moment, she squinted her eyes and saw the young man in splendid clothes ordering the servant beside him, "Beat him up and teach this stinky beggar a lesson."
Hearing such a familiar tone, Chi Wanyin naturally knew that he was talking about her.
As she swung her arms, Chi Wanyin noticed the fragility of this body. When did she become so weak? She couldn't help but think to herself.
However, although this body is weak, her experience in her previous life is enough to teach these mortals a lesson.
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Song Qingtang walked through the city and the alleys. Although she was carrying a sword, the people around her ignored it.
She stopped only when she reached an alley where the ground and cracks in the walls were covered with slippery moss.
Although he should have been out of place in this place, Song Qingtang still moved forward and walked to the end.
Several mortals in coarse clothes were lying in the ditch, and the young man in gorgeous clothes was stepped on by Chi Wanyin.
When Chi Wanyin saw Song Qingtang appear here, she was a little surprised. She wanted to call her "senior sister", but she held back.
In terms of appearance, Song Qingtang's face was naturally indescribably beautiful, but she always had no expression on her face, making her look as cold as ice.
Chi Wanyin finally understood why everything seemed so familiar. This was their first meeting, but... in her previous life, she was the one lying on the ground.
Chi Wanyin took her foot away from the young man in brocade clothes, not caring much about him running away. She only spoke to Song Qingtang in a tone that was indifferent but also a bit wary, "Who are you?"
Song Qingtang did not answer. She just summoned a light butterfly with one hand. The light butterfly flapped its wings and landed on Chi Wanyin's fingertips, and then dissipated like foam.
Only then did she slowly say, "I came here following the guidance of the Light Butterfly. You have a destiny with immortality, would you like to become a disciple of the Yantian Sect?"
Chi Wanyin chuckled when she heard this. Her face was dirty and her clothes were torn, but her eyes were as bright as stars.
"May I ask, Immortal, why do you practice Taoism?" She asked with a puzzled tone.
Song Qingtang looked at the little girl and said, "If you can ascend to become a god, you will be able to protect all living beings."
Chi Wanyin had already expected her to answer like this. After all, the leader of Yantian Sect commented on her senior sister that she was a decent person with a very good character, and was worthy of being the leader of the sect.
But how did she ask in her previous life? Chi Wanyin tried to recall slowly. At that time, she was starving, so she just asked, "Can I eat enough after becoming an immortal?"
Song Qingtang answered her with a very brief word "neng".
Seeing her lost in thought, Song Qingtang opened his mouth to say something else, but heard Chi Wanyin say, "Okay, I'll go with you."
She stretched out her hands towards Song Qingtang. Her hands were not clean enough and there was black mud between her nails, but they were not stained with blood yet.
When Song Qingtang took Chi Wanyin's hand, there was no trace of emotion on his face.
On the contrary, Chi Wanyin shivered slightly from the cold. Seeing her like this, Song Qingtang withdrew the spiritual power that protected her body and said, "I forgot that mortals cannot touch this spiritual energy."
She has ice spiritual roots, so naturally she practices ice magic.
After releasing the spiritual energy, Song Qingtang took Chi Wanyin to the inn. "It's getting late today, it's not suitable to travel quickly. Let's stay at the inn for one night first."
She paused again, as if she had just remembered, "By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"
"My name is Chi Wanyin." Although her clothes were ragged, her voice was pleasant.
"Great things come late, great sounds are rare. This is a good name." Song Qingtang seemed to understand something.
Listening to words that sounded like words from her previous life, Chi Wanyin was in a trance for a moment, but it was fleeting.
"Do you still remember your birth date?" Song Qingtang suddenly asked.
Chi Wanyin shook her head. She didn't remember. Seeing this, Song Qingtang said, "Since I met you today, let's celebrate today as your birthday."
Chi Wanyin just nodded woodenly.
The two walked all the way to the inn. Song Qingtang asked for a room upstairs and asked the waiter to bring hot water.
Chi Wanyin knew that the hot water was probably for her. She didn't know if her senior sister had mysophobia, but even if she didn't, she should still like cleanliness.
Song Qingtang found another set of clothes in the storage bag and said, "You can change into them after you take a bath."
Chi Wanyin hesitated for a moment before taking the clothes, "Thank you... Immortal." She was not paying attention just now and wanted to call her senior sister again.
Seeing her timid appearance, Song Qingtang couldn't help but slow down his tone, "Although you haven't entered yet, you will also be a disciple of Yantian Sect in the future. For now, just call me Senior Sister."
"Yes, thank you, senior sister." Chi Wanyin replied obediently.
Chi Wanyin's hair was still wet after taking a shower. If it were in the past, she could just cast a spell, but she was still a mortal now. Seeing her walk out from behind the screen, Song Qingtang took out a soft silk handkerchief from the storage bag and dried her hair.
Chi Wanyin leaned in her senior sister's arms. It turned out that she and her senior sister had such an intimate moment. The things that happened in her previous life happened so long ago that she had forgotten them.
When she was almost healed, Chi Wanyin suddenly asked her, "Senior Sister, if I do something bad, will you kill me?"
Song Qingtang looked at Chi Wanyin in his arms. She was so thin that even the dress she put on looked very loose.
"If you do something wrong, the Discipline Hall will handle it." Her voice was still a little cold. "Besides, I won't kill you."
Seeing her trembling, Song Qingtang knew that he might have frightened her, so he comforted her, "Don't be afraid, the Yantian Sect has clear rewards and punishments, and the Sect Master is a very reasonable person. The Discipline Hall will not take action easily."
Chi Wanyin laughed inwardly when she heard this. The Discipline Hall would not act rashly. After all, in her previous life, she almost killed Song Qingtang, and the Discipline Hall destroyed her spiritual roots.
Seeing that she seemed to be comforted, Song Qingtang felt relieved, thinking that coaxing a child was not as difficult as she had imagined?
After the two of them had dinner, Chi Wanyin lay on the couch, thinking about why she came back to this time after her death. In fact, she didn’t understand why she hated Song Qingtang so much in her previous life?
It was as if she was being controlled. Thinking of this, she was suddenly shocked. Everything in her previous life seemed to be going according to plan. She almost killed Song Qingtang and had her spiritual roots pulled out by the Discipline Hall. Then, in order to escape and protect herself, she chose to practice magic and eventually died in the far north.
At this point, Chi Wanyin no longer hated Song Qingtang. In her previous life as a demon cultivator, she had indeed killed many people, and her death was just what she deserved. Besides, after dying once, she would naturally take many things less seriously.
Song Qingtang was originally meditating. Seeing Chi Wanyin lying on the couch in a trance, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Chi Wanyin looked at her, and that look reminded her of the raccoon cat slave she raised when she was a mortal. "Senior Sister... I'm scared. Can you stay with me?"
Song Qingtang sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but comfort himself that children were like this. He stopped meditating and walked towards her, asking her to hold his hand. "Don't be afraid, Senior Sister is here."
So, Chi Wanyin slept all night, and they held hands all night. Song Qingtang sat beside the couch all night without looking tired at all. Chi Wanyin only woke up when the waiter knocked on the door and brought breakfast.
During breakfast, Song Qingtang just watched Chi Wanyin eat, which made her curious, "So you don't have to eat after becoming an immortal?"
Song Qingtang just shook his head and said, "You can take the fasting pill, but it doesn't taste very good."
Chi Wanyin frowned and said, "How boring! Even if I become an immortal, I still have to enjoy these mundane foods. Otherwise, what's the point of living?"
Song Qingtang laughed. She was not as timid as she was yesterday.
After breakfast, the two of them set off from the inn. Taking into account that Chi Wanyin was still a mortal, Song Qingtang decided to take her on a fairy boat to Yantian Sect.
The immortal boat was anchored above the sea of clouds, its entire body shining brightly due to the protection of the formation. There were carvings of dragons and phoenixes playing on it, and in the middle was a huge April snow tree, like a beautiful jade tree.
When Chi Wanyin was sitting on the fairy boat, the city she had been to before now looked like a small dot, and she suddenly realized something.
Seeing her acting so naturally, Song Qingtang said, "Once you join the Yantian Sect, you must sever your worldly ties, and your ordinary identity will become a thing of the past."
"Senior Sister too?" Chi Wanyin asked curiously.
Song Qingtang said without hesitation, "Of course, if you want to seek the Tao, no matter how noble your worldly status is, you should give it up."
Chi Wanyin was silent. Song Qingtang in his previous life also wanted to do the same.
In just two hours, the immortal boat arrived at the city under the jurisdiction of Yantian Sect. Any further ahead was not a place the immortal boat could pass through.
The two of them got off the fairy boat and saw a staircase towering into the clouds in front of them.
Song Qingtang still held Chi Wanyin's hand and walked up the stairs step by step.
Chi Wanyin knew that mortals were not allowed to step on the steps of Yantian Sect. If a mortal wanted to go up, he needed to be guided by a cultivator.
Everything in Yantian Sect seemed familiar and unfamiliar to her. After all, she had never set foot in Yantian Sect since she started practicing magic.
Song Qingtang held her hand as they walked up these three thousand steps, just like in their previous life.
It was not until she saw the Jade Gate with the three words "Yan Tian Zong" engraved on it that Chi Wanyin knew that she had come to this place again, a place that was once filled with all the unbearable memories.
Song Qingtang noticed that Chi Wanyin's hands were trembling slightly, and knew that she must be a little nervous as it was her first time at the Immortal Gate.
She immediately comforted him, "Don't worry, take a good rest for a day and take the test tomorrow."
The so-called small test is a test for new disciples. The elders in the sect will also watch. If there is someone who suits their eyes, it is not impossible to accept him as a disciple directly.
Song Qingtang sent people to the guest room of Yantian Sect. With gurgling water and lush vegetation, it was obviously a first-class quiet and elegant place.
"There are still some matters that need to be dealt with in the sect, so I won't disturb you from resting." Song Qingtang said goodbye.
Chi Wanyin walked into the room alone. The petite fairy servant was waiting for her instructions, but Chi Wanyin just waved her hand and asked her to leave.
The last time she first arrived at Yantian Sect, she was indeed very nervous, but this time since she already knew the outcome, there was nothing to worry about.
She lay on the bed in the guest room and had no dreams all night.
On the second day, Song Qingtang came to find her again and took her to the place where she had to take the introductory test, which was a square paved with white marble.
The elders of the Yantian Sect sat high up in the stands, led by their leader, Master Huaiyu. A pretty woman sat at the bottom, chuckling, "I wonder what these new disciples are like. If there are any promising alchemists out there, please don't compete with me."
Lu Qiyue, who was always solemn, frowned slightly, "Junior Sister Ye, how can you be so presumptuous in front of the Sect Master?"
Ye Tinghe didn't take it seriously. Seeing that Master Huaiyu didn't seem to mind, she became bolder and said, "Senior Sister Lu is a talisman practitioner, so she naturally doesn't understand the troubles of medicine practitioners."
Lu Qiyue originally wanted to argue with her, but when she saw Ling Yuyang shaking his head at her, she had to stop talking.
Another elder, Su Yin, also stepped out to smooth things over. "Well, let's see if there are any good candidates this term."
But when Ye Tinghe saw the little girl Song Qingtang was holding, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Is this the child that the Sect Leader asked Qingtang to bring back?"
At this time, Master Huaiyu spoke up, "I think she has a destiny to be an immortal, but even I can't predict what will happen next."
Tan Miaoyin was surprised and said, "There are actually things that the master cannot predict." You know, Master Huaiyu has already stepped into the realm of transformation for many years. She is extremely good at divination and is known to be able to decide life and death with just a word.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tinghe stopped laughing and said seriously, "Senior Sister, could it be..."
Master Huaiyu looked at the disciples in the field, his tone somewhat vague, "Perhaps after my death, there will be a catastrophe in the world of cultivation, but I still can't figure out how to break the deadlock."
The four people present all had different expressions. On the one hand, Master Huaiyu mentioned her approaching death so calmly. On the other hand, it seemed that she had already chosen her successor.
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