Chapter 106 Chapter 106 You are now a Ninth Realm Master
As Pei Zichen left, the barrier behind him began to vibrate.
Jiang Zhaoxue quickly put away the Yuanluo bow, turned around, and saw Gu Jun, Jiang Zhaoyue, Zhou Bugang and others landing.
She and Shen Yuqing set up interception arrays along the way. It was not difficult to break these arrays by force, but the array set by Shen Yuqing was involving his own life. Breaking the array by force was equivalent to taking his life. Gu Jun did not dare to advance rashly, but had to stop others.
After spending a long time, he finally arrived in front of the two of them, but Pei Zichen was nowhere to be seen.
Gu Jun instantly became furious and frowned at Shen Yuqing: "Where is he?!"
"Master," Shen Yuqing heard this and immediately stepped forward, protecting Jiang Zhaoxue behind him. He knelt before Gu Jun and said respectfully, "I just happened to see Pei Zichen surrounded. Unsure of the cause, I was eager to save him, so I joined forces with the other seniors. When we chased him here, we discovered he was practicing the Nine Netherworld Realm technique. Fortunately, Lady Jiang acted decisively and fired nine arrows in quick succession. The last one struck the rebellious disciple squarely, sending him crashing down the cliff. This disciple has committed a grave error. Master, please punish me!"
"Punishment?!" Gu Jun asked back through gritted teeth, but couldn't utter any curse words for a moment.
There are loopholes in this statement.
Not to mention that Shen Yuqing had fought against the Nine Netherworld Realm countless times, it was impossible for him not to realize that Pei Zichen was using the Nine Netherworld Realm's skills when he saw him.
Even if he didn't recognize him at the time, how could they not inform Shen Yuqing about such a big event as the Immortal Alliance's encirclement and suppression of Pei Zichen?
However, Shen Yuqing insisted that he knew nothing and took all the responsibility. He was the leader of the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion and the leader of the Immortal Alliance. Even if Gu Jun argued with him, he could not do it in front of everyone, otherwise the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion would be implicated.
So Gu Jun gritted his teeth and tried to clear Shen Yuqing from this matter, saying, "You bastard! Is now the time for you to be soft-hearted? If Pei Zichen returns to the Nine Nether Realm, it would be like letting a tiger return to the mountains. All disciples, obey my orders."
Gu Jun raised his hand and summoned them, then used his flying sword to explore the way down the mountain. Sensing his surroundings, he said coldly, "Seal off the borders of the Nine Nether Realm and search everywhere. Regardless of whether Pei Zichen is innocent or not, he is guilty of practicing the Nine Nether Realm techniques. And you," Gu Jun turned to look at Shen Yuqing and said through gritted teeth, "you indulged your disciples and disobeyed your elders. Return today and go to the Heavenly Fate Palace to receive your punishment!"
"yes."
Shen Yuqing seemed to have expected this and kowtowed respectfully.
"As for Miss Jiang——"
Gu Jun's gaze fell on Jiang Zhaoxue. Jiang Zhaoyue immediately stepped forward. Before he could say anything, he heard Jiang Zhaoxue say, "I'll go back to Lingjian Xian Pavilion with you."
Everyone was stunned when these words came out. Even Shen Yuqing looked up in astonishment, only to see Jiang Zhaoxue standing calmly there, smiling at Gu Jun, her eyes filled with coldness. "Didn't they say that Pavilion Master Shen and I are destined to be together? I'm sure the old ancestor won't let me go, so there's no need to waste words. Let's go back together, shall we? I just ask all the seniors to come with me," Jiang Zhaoxue glanced around and smiled. "My renewed bond with Ze Yuan is a happy occasion, so I still need all the seniors to witness it."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment after hearing this. After a long moment of hesitation, Zhou Bugang was the first to speak up. He said with a smile, "Brother Gujun, Jiang Nuwa does have some truth to it. Why don't we all go to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion and have a drink at the wedding?"
Xu Zichen raised his hand in greeting, followed Zhou Bugang, and said to Gu Jun, "Excuse me."
Gu Jun was surrounded by people. Seeing that the situation was unreversible, he simply nodded and said, "Everyone is willing to come. It will bring honor to Lingjian Immortal Pavilion. Please come."
With that, everyone followed Gu Jun to the teleportation array.
When they arrived at Lingjian Xian Pavilion, Gu Jun arranged for everyone to stay separately, and the Penglai group all stayed at Luoxia Peak.
After Shen Yuqing settled Jiang Zhaoyue, he brought Jiang Zhaoxue to his room. Jiang Zhaoxue saw his door and walked in. She looked around and saw that everything was the same as before. She raised her hand and brushed the long pillar in the room, laughing sarcastically: "It used to be so difficult to get to this room, but now Pavilion Master Shen took the initiative to lead me here. Why, does Pavilion Master Shen like women without any name or status?"
Shen Yuqing paused, clenched the whisk in his hand, and seemed to suppress his emotions. He whispered, "This is the only place in the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion that is not under the prying eyes of the Book of Destiny."
Jiang Zhaoxue was startled, and raised her eyes suspiciously, only to see Shen Yuqing continue to instruct her: "I'll go to Tianming Palace first. A maid will come over later to change your bedding. If you have anything to discuss with your brother, please ask him to come over. I'll stay in the guest room next door tonight, so just call me if you need anything."
"What's this about destined marriage?" Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly spoke when she saw him taking a step forward.
Shen Yuqing paused, then heard Jiang Zhaoxue standing behind him say calmly, "You and I have been married for two hundred years, and it wasn't destined to be our marriage before. Why did the Book of Destiny suddenly say that we are destined to be together after we broke our contract? Are you lying, or is the Book of Destiny..."
"The Book of Destiny won't lie!"
Shen Yuqing's tone became serious. He turned around and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue with a serious expression: "Since the establishment of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, the Book of Destiny has never made any false statements."
"Then this destined marriage just happened, and you thought I would believe it..."
"I asked for it." Shen Yuqing stared at Jiang Zhaoxue without hiding anything and said calmly, "I gave the Book of Destiny enough power to fulfill my wish."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned when she heard this. She looked Shen Yuqing up and down and couldn't help but ask, "What did you exchange?"
"That's my business now."
Shen Yuqing stared at the person in front of him and said seriously, "You just need to know that the Book of Destiny doesn't lie. You and I are destined to be together."
"In other words, you arranged this matter yourself."
Jiang Zhaoxue understood and laughed sarcastically, "If that's the case, why did you bring me to rescue Pei Zichen? Aren't you afraid that I'll actually become a Ninth Realm Life Master, and then all your plans will be in vain?"
Shen Yuqing didn't speak immediately. He held a whisk in his hand and looked at the person not far away.
Today she was wearing a white palace dress with gold patterns, a golden phoenix hairpin on her head, and peach blossom makeup, which made her look very healthy and even more radiant.
It's like a cluster of peach blossoms in full bloom on the branches, when the breeze blows, the flowers turn into a sea.
"That's what the Master said."
He suddenly spoke, and Jiang Zhaoxue's muscles tensed instantly. He heard him say in a hoarse voice, "Ever since I entered the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, he told me that I should pluck out all your claws and break your spine, so that you can stay by my side forever. But..."
But he couldn't do it.
From the beginning, he couldn't do it.
He scolded her for breaking the rules, but never actually taught her the rules.
He took his disciples to copy the cabinet rules for him night after night, and was punished in the Tianming Hall for saving Pei Zichen. He once thought that this was out of responsibility.
However, now that he saw the flowers blooming on the branches, he realized that it was because deep down, he loved this kind of person.
He was afraid that she would also learn the three thousand rules of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, have her spine broken by the Soul-beating Whip of the Destiny Hall, and eventually become the same person as him.
So he scolded her for being a devil and difficult to tame, but at the same time he didn't even let her copy the cabinet rules.
"I wish you were Jiang Zhaoxue."
As he spoke, his mind had never felt so clear. "It's true that I prayed for a destined marriage, but the person I prayed for was Jiang Zhaoxue, not a puppet whose spine I broke. I want to keep you by my side, that's me. I wish you a good life, that's also me. I'll fight to keep you, but I'll also give you what you want."
"But if I become a Ninth Realm Master, you won't be able to keep me."
"Then I won't stay."
Anyway, he couldn't hold on to that moment, and it was the end.
When the Book of Destiny asked him if he was willing to exchange his luck for this destined marriage, he was actually not so clear.
He was just in a daze, watching everything he had worked hard for since his youth become a black and white bubble in that instant, only she was vivid and bright in his eyes.
Cultivating immortals, learning the truth, future, ascension...
He feels tired.
He just wanted to fight with all his might and reach out for the only thing in his life that he had desperately longed for in his heart.
When he woke up, his destined marriage had already taken place, and his contract with the Book of Destiny had been signed. As long as he and Jiang Zhaoxue formed a Taoist couple contract again, all his luck would belong to the Book of Destiny.
This is the secret passed down from generation to generation in the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion for three thousand years.
According to legend, the luck of others belongs to oneself and no one else can take it away.
But the Book of Destiny can.
The luck offered voluntarily can be used by the Book of Destiny.
Luck is the foundation of a cultivator. A cultivator without luck will easily die in any accident.
This also means that after he marries Jiang Zhaoxue, he probably won't have much time left.
Do you regret it?
When he woke up, he was in a daze, feeling surprised, frightened and uneasy. He knelt in front of Gu Jun and told him that he was guilty, but he had no regrets.
She was the sand between his fingers, and he desperately wanted to keep her.
But she is also the early spring on his branch, I hope she will always bloom as before.
He kept these words to himself, and Jiang Zhaoxue frowned.
She looked at the young man in front of her, and seeing his tired eyes drooping, she said softly, "It's late, go to sleep."
Having said that, he turned around and went to the Tianming Palace alone.
Jiang Zhaoxue watched the young man walk away, and looked around him. He was surrounded by luck, but if you look closely, you can sense that the flow of luck is unstable.
Such luck...
She had seen it in Ye Wenzhi and Song Wuya.
When Jiang Zhaoxue saw this luck, he suddenly realized something and called out to Shen Yuqing: "Shen Zeyuan."
"What is it?"
Shen Yuqing turned around in the corridor. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him. After a long moment, she suddenly laughed, "I think you know my temper."
Shen Yuqing was a little bewildered, and then she saw Jiang Zhaoxue gently say, "I can't stand being wronged. Even if this is the second time we've been engaged, it's still our wedding. If it's too small, it would be a loss of face for me."
Shen Yuqing's eyes widened at these words. Jiang Zhaoxue raised her lips and said seriously, "I'll trouble you again. According to the last protocol, invite all the immortals to the side. The Book of Destiny will be brought to the palace to officiate our marriage and sign our Taoist Companionship Contract."
"You..." Shen Yuqing couldn't believe it, "You..."
"Why," Jiang Zhaoxue tilted her head, "you won't agree to this little condition?"
How could there be no response?
It was just a small request, even though he knew it was a fraud, but...but he subconsciously felt that it was what he should do.
Whether Jiang Zhaoxue mentioned it or not, this is what should be done.
He didn't want to think too much about it, and even felt that Jiang Zhaoxue was right. The biggest problem between them was that he had never believed her in the past.
He believed in Song Qingyin, his master, and Mu Jinyue, but he had never believed in her wholeheartedly. Now that he believed in her once, he deserved it even if he was deceived.
The moment this thought arose, any slight hesitation was swept away, leaving only the joy of Jiang Zhaoxue's agreement. He slowly smiled and said softly, "It's my duty. I'll take care of it. You can rest assured and recuperate."
Having said that, Shen Yuqing turned and left, heading towards the Tianming Hall.
As soon as Shen Yuqing left, Anan became anxious and flapped his wings, saying, "Master, what are you doing? You don't want to find a solution, but you still want to make a big fuss with him. Xiao Pei is so angry!!"
Jiang Zhaoxue listened to Anan's words without saying anything. The maid came in and changed her bedding and tea set. Jiang Zhaoxue silently opened the tea bowl and poured herself a cup of tea.
She tried her best to sense Pei Zichen's condition and location, but the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion seemed to be under a restriction, and she could not sense Pei Zichen. The only thing she could be sure of was that he should not have suffered a fatal injury.
If the life servant suffers a fatal injury, she will definitely be affected and feel the connection.
There was no fatal injury. Although Jiang Zhaoxue didn't know his current condition, he felt a little relieved and began to think about the current situation.
Seeing her silent and motionless, Anan couldn't help but pat her head with his wings: "Master!"
"Okay."
Jiang Zhaoxue raised his eyes and glared at it, then whispered, "Don't make a fuss, let me think about it."
"What are you thinking? Hurry up and write a letter to Xiao Pei to explain the situation. In this situation, working together is the most important thing!"
As he spoke, Anan went to the side and picked up a pen, placed it in front of Jiang Zhaoxue, and said anxiously: "Hurry, write!"
"Don't worry. If the letter can't be delivered, it must have fallen into Gujun's hands." Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at Anan, looked around, and analyzed, "The entire Lingjian Immortal Pavilion is only here. It's 'probably' safe."
"What should I do?" Anan complained, "You shouldn't have let him go!"
"If we don't let him go, he'll die." Jiang Zhaoxue pondered, "Gu Jun came here specifically for him tonight. He couldn't be unprepared. If he had the Book of Destiny to help him, he would have definitely died in this situation tonight."
"But he's the male lead." Anan said immediately, "You should have confidence in him!"
"He's not the hero anymore." Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at Anan. Anan was stunned, then listened to Jiang Zhaoxue calmly say, "Destiny has long changed."
The heroine Mu Jinyue is dead, how can this still be the book "My Solitary Path"?
If Mu Jinyue can die, why can't Pei Zichen?
If Pei Zichen didn't have the so-called protagonist halo, how could she put Pei Zichen in the situation tonight?
Even though Pei Zichen had the so-called protagonist aura, she didn't dare let him stay tonight.
She had gambled with the heavens countless times throughout her life, but this was the only game she didn't want to gamble on.
"You're being too harsh..." Anan muttered, "Xiao Pei is heartbroken."
"If he wasn't sad, why would he leave? He guessed from the beginning that Shen Yuqing had kidnapped me. If I told him that I didn't want to, how could he leave? And what I said was the truth," Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her eyes, "In the beginning, I really just felt sorry for him."
And after that, maybe it was love, but it was also a cautious love that was burdened with lies.
She herself couldn't tell whether she felt more pity, more guilt, or more love.
"If he stayed in the True Fairyland, I would be embarrassed. Especially..." Jiang Zhaoxue pursed her lips and said with difficulty, "If my father is desperate."
If they could work together to save her father and she could quickly advance to the ninth level of destiny master, then that would be fine.
But if Pei Zichen stayed, not to mention the danger that it would be for him, a demon cultivator from the Ninth Netherworld, to be in the True Immortal Realm, Penglai might not be willing to take him in. Even if he stayed despite all difficulties, once her father's medicine was ineffective, every time she looked at Pei Zichen would become torment.
It was wrong to take his life to become a Ninth Realm Life Master and save her father, but as a child, it was also painful to know that there was a way to save her father but not do it.
"Let him go first. The Nine Netherworld is more suitable for his training. It was in the Nine Netherworld that he achieved great success in the book. After I rescue my father and see that he doesn't look like a piece of fat meat, I will go find him."
"How long do we have to wait?"
Anan felt despair at this.
Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her eyes, as if she had already made a plan: "In two days."
Hearing this, Anan paused, then immediately realized something was wrong. He turned his head suspiciously and asked curiously, "Are you planning to do something?"
Jiang Zhaoxue saw that Anan had come to his senses and looked at him sideways.
Anan suddenly realized and said excitedly: "Oh, I know! You went back to Lingjian Immortal Pavilion and let Shen Yuqing and everyone watch the ceremony. This was all your plan!"
"I'm not going back to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. I simply don't want to embarrass my brother."
Jiang Zhaoxue told the truth.
Gu Jun spent so much effort to capture her, there is no way he would let her go.
Penglai should avoid being involved in Pei Zichen's matter if possible. She has already been a burden to Penglai too much, and Penglai cannot be troubled anymore.
"But Shen Yuqing just reminded me of something."
"What's up?"
"He said he exchanged his destined marriage for the Book of Destiny, and that he gave it enough power," Jiang Zhaoxue said calmly, taking a sip of tea. "But I see his spiritual power hasn't changed, and his luck has fluctuated. What do you think he exchanged for the Book of Destiny?"
"Luck..." Anan muttered, then realized, "But isn't luck something that cannot be used by others?"
Luck is the true power of heaven. The increase or decrease of each person's luck, apart from being innate, can only be achieved by changing one's behavior. Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue will increase it, while doing evil deeds and being unworthy of one's luck will naturally cause the luck to disappear.
In theory, it cannot be transferred, it can only be shared. For example, if you help someone with great luck, you will easily be infected by his luck and have good luck.
In the past, Jiang Zhaoxue always believed this until she met Ye Wenzhi. This good man for seven generations had his luck taken away because he helped Zhuang Yan harm the people in the city. However, because she saved people and Ye Wenzhi believed in her, Ye Wenzhi's luck was transferred to her.
Song Wuya did the same thing later.
After the luck of these two people was transferred to her, she realized that luck can be transferred.
"Anan, have you noticed a commonality?"
Jiang Zhaoxue murmured, and Anan was puzzled: "Huh?"
"In fact, since we returned to the Tracing Light Mirror and met Ye Wenzhi, Song Wuya, Li Xiuji, and now Shen Yuqing, there seems to be someone standing behind each of them. That person is trying every possible way to make them lose the power to possess destiny."
Zhuang Yan tricked Ye Wenzhi into doing evil;
Song Wuya was forced by Concubine Zhao to sacrifice two cities;
Li Xiuji was tortured by difficulties throughout his life, but he never broke the bottom line in the end;
And now Shen Yuqing...
Exchanging with the Book of Destiny to destroy other people's lives, isn't that a form of evil?
Do evil and offer sacrifices voluntarily.
How is this different from Ye Wenzhi and Song Wuya back then?
"Assuming my theory is correct, it means that luck can be plundered. To plunder luck, the first thing to do is to make the person lose the right to possess this great luck, and the second is to make the other party voluntarily offer up the luck. If I hadn't been there, Ye Wenzhi and Song Wuya's luck might have been given to that person. Then who do you think that person is?"
"In short..." Anan stuttered, "It can't be the Book of Destiny, right?"
"Why not?"
Jiang Zhaoxue stroked his teacup and asked himself, "Is it because he is a divine artifact left by the Creator God that records the fate of the world? Because it doesn't even have a spirit, it has no emotions and is only responsible for displaying the fate written by the God?"
This question stumped Anan, but Jiang Zhaoxue continued to reason, "What if it has its own thoughts? Shen Yuqing can exchange power with it, which means they can communicate. If it's just a divine weapon without emotions and spirit, how can they do it?"
As Jiang Zhaoxue spoke, his thoughts gradually became clearer: "But if it has a spirit, a spirit with feelings, is what it says necessarily true? It said that fate can save the True Fairyland, that Shen Yuqing and I are destined to be together, is that still true?"
"I see!"
Anan immediately understood Jiang Zhaoxue's reasoning: "If we can prove that the Book of Destiny has a spirit, then it proves that it has selfish motives, and what it says may not come true."
"The most important thing," Jiang Zhaoxue pondered, a cold look in his eyes, "if the Book of Destiny could really plunder luck, it's impossible for him to have only targeted a few people for so many years. This means that it is the place where the most luck is stored. The luck of the True Immortal Realm is dwindling. Instead of seeking out some divine artifact, destiny, marriage, or ninth-level destiny master, it's better to just kill the Book of Destiny."
"How?"
Anan was curious.
Jiang Zhaoxue thought about it, raised his hand and conjured up the Yuanluo Bow.
Yuan Luogong lay flat on her palm pretending to be dead. Jiang Zhaoxue flicked him and reminded him, "It's no use pretending to be dead. I know you are awake."
"Oh my great aunt!"
The Yuan Luo weapon spirit leaped out of the Yuan Luo bow and asked anxiously, "What do you want to do?"
"I want to ask you something." Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at him, "Can you damage the Book of Destiny?"
This question stumped Yuan Luogong, who hesitated, "I can... hurt you, but... I'm worried something might happen to you if I hurt you."
"Hmm?" Jiang Zhaoxue was puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"The Book of Destiny is a creation of the Divine Sovereign's heart. It has no spirit and relies entirely on the divine artifact's own power to operate in this world. Under normal circumstances, it cannot attack others. This is a restriction set by the Divine Sovereign. However, if anyone attempts to attack it, it is against the will of heaven. The Book of Destiny can break through the Divine Sovereign's restrictions and fight back. Its power is comparable to that of the Divine Sovereign. Even if you and Pei Zichen join forces, you are no more than ants in front of it. If you hurt it, you will surely die."
"But if I can injure him, the power stored in his magical weapon will leak out, right?"
Jiang Zhaoxue asked, and Yuan Luo nodded.
"Of course. Before it activated its power, it was just an ordinary divine weapon. All you need to do is scratch its divine core, and its power will leak out."
"Including luck?"
"Including luck."
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue understood what was going on. She was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "I understand."
"No," Yuan Luo was a little confused and asked, "What do you understand?"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say anything, she just turned her head and looked out the window.
It had rained in the middle of the night, but the sky had already cleared up outside. A damp breeze wafted through the window. She quietly gazed at the night mountain silhouettes and drank the last sip of cold tea in her cup. She sent a message to Jiang Zhaoyue, asking him to have a good rest and come back tomorrow to discuss other matters. Then she got up and went into the clean room, whispering, "Go to bed."
After a quick wash, she returned to bed, and the moment she lay down, she felt fatigue coming over her.
However, she couldn't sleep. She stared at the dark sky with her eyes wide open. Anan beside her whispered, "Master, what are you thinking about?"
"I was wondering..." Jiang Zhaoxue murmured, "Where is Pei Zichen?"
Where is he.
Is he seriously injured?
But when she thought about Pei Zichen's abilities, she knew that there should be no problem.
As long as he escapes from the encirclement of the Immortal Alliance, no one in this vast world will be able to do anything to him.
As long as she pulls the Book of Destiny down from the altar, and the words in the Book of Destiny are no longer the golden rule, he will be safe.
Jiang Zhaoxue's mind was in a mess and he fell asleep in a daze.
When she woke up the next day, Jiang Zhaoyue came to see her early.
Jiang Zhaoxue beckoned Jiang Zhaoyue to come in and sit down. Jiang Zhaoyue glanced at the furnishings in the room, his face displeased, and said in a cold voice, "Why don't you go to the lobby?"
"You feel the flow of spiritual energy here."
Jiang Zhaoxue reminded Jiang Zhaoyue, and Jiang Zhaoyue frowned when he heard it. He sensed it for a moment and then realized that in the entire space where spiritual power was flowing, there was a "black hole" with no spiritual power active at all.
Luck, spiritual power... any power has avoided this room.
Jiang Zhaoyue was a little surprised. Jiang Zhaoxue set up another emergency barrier, covered the Mountain and River Bell, and smiled as she pushed the teacup to Jiang Zhaoyue. She said patiently, "This is the only place in the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion that is not visible to the Book of Destiny."
Jiang Zhaoyue listened to Jiang Zhaoxue talking about the Book of Destiny and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you talking about this?"
"Brother," Jiang Zhaoxue said slowly, as if recalling the past, "When did the True Immortal Realm start to obey the Book of Destiny?"
"Because all the sects that didn't heed the advice of the Book of Destiny are gone."
Jiang Zhaoyue spoke calmly as he recounted a past event known to everyone over the past three thousand years: "Back then, the Book of Destiny foretold that the True Immortal Realm would be struck by a great calamity, hence its appearance. Over the past three thousand years, most of the sects that didn't heed its warnings have vanished. Those that remain are mostly those that prospered by adhering to the Book of Destiny. Even if it's out of gratitude, one should still listen to it."
"So you didn't rush to see me last night."
Jiang Zhaoxue bleeds, and Jiang Zhaoyue falls silent.
After going through so many things last night, he should have come to Jiang Zhaoxue immediately to discuss how to deal with it. However, he did not rush to come, which already showed his attitude.
"Penglai..." Jiang Zhaoyue said in a hoarse voice, rarely showing a dejected look, "Penglai... needs father."
Jiang Pingsheng is the pillar of Penglai. Before Jiang Zhaoyue fully grows up, with Jiang Pingsheng around, others dare not rashly invade Penglai.
No matter how hard Jiang Zhaoyue tried, he was only a few hundred years old and only in the Mahayana stage. Although he was considered top-notch in the entire cultivation world, he was too immature to face the behemoths like the other five sects.
However, for Jiang Zhaoyue, exchanging Jiang Zhaoxue's marriage for the stability of Penglai is also a humiliation.
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and nodded, "I think so too."
"Yaoyao..." Jiang Zhaoyue said with embarrassment, "Wait for me..."
"So I think it's better to treat the root cause than to treat the symptoms, brother," Jiang Zhaoxue reached out and gently held Jiang Zhaoyue's hand, saying seriously, "Send all the life-saving elixirs in Penglai to me."
"what you up to?"
Jiang Zhaoyue had a feeling something was wrong and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue in astonishment.
Jiang Zhaoxue smiled but didn't answer. She just patted his hand and said seriously, "Just get ready. And by the way, please help me find out about Pei Zichen's situation and confirm whether he has gone to the Nine Netherworld Realm."
"No."
Jiang Zhaoyue shook his head and immediately said, "The news I got last night is that he was discovered near Penglai by the Immortal Alliance's spiritual detectives."
The Immortal Alliance's spiritual detectives are the Immortal Alliance's eyes stationed in every place, responsible for transmitting intelligence to the Immortal Alliance.
Being discovered in Penglai in such a short time meant that he had used the talisman she gave him and no longer had any other means to rely on.
This made Jiang Zhaoxue feel nervous.
Jiang Zhaoyue could see that she was preoccupied with Pei Zichen, so he gently soothed her, "Don't worry, he's incredibly skilled, and I can't even tell his depth. When we surrounded him that day, he didn't even draw his sword. As long as he doesn't run into the hands of those old monsters, no one outside can do anything to him."
Jiang Zhaoxue knew that what Jiang Zhaoyue said was true, so he nodded and suppressed his worry.
After the brother and sister discussed for a while, Jiang Zhaoyue got up and left. Jiang Zhaoxue began to lock herself in the room, waiting obediently for the contract.
The act of forming a covenant was not a small matter, but it was not a marriage after all, and everyone was afraid that something might happen if they delayed, so within a few days, the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion was ready.
The night before, Shen Yuqing brought a wedding dress for Jiang Zhaoxue to try on. Jiang Zhaoxue put on the red dress and sat in front of the mirror. Looking at Shen Yuqing in the mirror choosing a hair crown for her, she couldn't help but feel a little irritated. She said in a cold voice, "This isn't the first time we're getting married. If I wear wedding clothes again, I'm afraid it will make people laugh at me, right?"
"Since we've invited hundreds of families to the ceremony, it's natural to have a grand ceremony," Shen Yuqing seemed to have prepared her speech long ago. As she selected a hairpin for her, she replied softly, "If you and I both think this is a second marriage, and we don't treat it with caution, then it's a bit unreasonable to invite people from thousands of miles away."
This made sense. Jiang Zhaoxue didn't want to argue with him any further. She just stared at the two of them in the mirror, confirming the process: "Finally, when we make the contract, do we have to do it in front of the Book of Destiny?"
"yes."
Shen Yuqing seemed completely unaware of the unusual situation, immersed in this ceremony of compensation. She said softly, "I have requested the Book of Destiny. When the time comes, I will use it to help you and Pei Zichen break the contract of the Fate Servant, and then we will seal the contract."
Jiang Zhaoxue felt relieved when he heard this.
What she was most worried about was the impact of the Life Servant Contract on Pei Zichen. She had been trying to find a solution, but now that Shen Yuqing had taken the initiative, she felt relieved. Recalling how he had been determined to inherit the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, she subconsciously made things difficult for him, mocking him, "Will you return to Penglai with me then?"
Shen Yuqing paused, and Jiang Zhaoxue then remembered that he had just helped. Feeling that there was no need to argue, he immediately said, "Oh, I was just saying it..."
"Yes."
Shen Yuqing spoke with certainty. He looked up at himself and Jiang Zhaoxue in the mirror and said softly, "When the time comes, Ah Xue will take me back."
He looked too serious. Jiang Zhaoxue looked up warily but didn't reply.
Her eyes fell on the whip marks on his arm through his sleeve. She had seen those scars before.
She had often seen the soul-beating whip from the Destiny Hall on him when he was young.
Saving Pei Zichen was such a big thing that it was impossible for Gu Jun to ignore it. At this moment, when she looked at the soul-beating whip and his pale face, she could vaguely see some of his youth.
She remained silent. Shen Yuqing selected a gold hairpin for her, confirmed the itinerary for tomorrow, and then said goodbye to Jiang Zhaoxue.
The next day, Jiang Zhaoxue woke up early and heard the sounds of cranes and phoenixes outside. There were lights and decorations everywhere, and maids came in one after another and helped her put on her dress.
It was a rainy day, but in the early morning Shen Yuqing drove away the rain with his sword and the sky cleared up.
Jiang Zhaoxue put on his formal dress, got on the crane sedan chair, and headed to the front mountain.
There were many guests gathered in the front mountain. Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her eyes and looked at them. It felt like it was just like two hundred years ago. But at that time, she remembered that she was nervous, happy and excited, her heart was churning, and she kept thinking about what Shen Yuqing looked like today.
However, at this moment, she was calm and just calmly checked the things she brought today.
She transformed the Yuanluo bow into a dagger and placed it in her sleeve. She also carried the protective talismans and magical instruments with her, and placed all the life-saving pills where they could be most easily reached...
"The Book of Destiny isn't a weapon of death. If you don't damage it, it won't be able to attack. The core where it stores energy is on the right side of the page. Get close to it and stab me into the right page. I'll make as many cuts as I can."
Yuan Luo was unusually calm, his tone filled with helplessness: "But the moment you make a move, it will strike back. I don't know how long you and I can hold out."
"How about asking Xiao Pei for help?"
Anan listened to the two of them discussing in his mind, but he still didn't give up. He hurriedly said to Jiang Zhaoxue, "Let's find a way to escape first, then go find Xiao Pei, and together we can break into the Destiny Hall and steal the Destiny Book!"
"Don't!" Yuan Luo immediately became excited upon hearing this and said hurriedly, "One person can make the destructor core. He'll die after doing it anyway. Leave the male master to me. I still have a chance to revive!"
As long as the master is alive, the spirit of the weapon will always keep a glimmer of hope with the master.
Jiang Zhaoxue heard Yuan Luo's plan, glanced at him calmly, and said, "If you are so afraid of death, why are you still working with me?"
“Is this my choice?”
Yuan Luo looked at her strangely. Jiang Zhaoxue thought for a moment and nodded, "Indeed, I can't. But don't worry."
Jiang Zhaoxue took out the Qiankun Lottery and shook it hard. Seeing the "good luck" on it, Jiang Zhaoxue smiled and said, "We should be fine. I just hope Pei Zichen will be fine."
Jiang Zhaoxue looked into the distance, his expression slightly lighter: "He's safe and sound."
As they spoke, the crane sedan chair landed in front of the main hall on the front mountain. Hundreds of birds sang in harmony, fairies danced gracefully, and colorful ribbons fluttered. Accompanied by the jeers of the people around them, Jiang Zhaoxue saw a white hand covered in sword-like calluses reach out in front of her. With suppressed joy and bitterness, she whispered, "Axue, hold me up."
The Lingjian Immortal Pavilion was bustling with activity, and when the entire mountain was covered in red, Pei Zichen was lying under a tree, covered in blood, dreaming in a daze.
In the dream, he seemed to be walking on a long road. It was raining all the time. He walked alone and walked and walked. When he was so cold that his bones ached, someone held his hand.
The man's hand was very warm. The moment he held his, he no longer felt the pain. Instead, he was surrounded by sounds. At first, it was the sound of storytelling, which was sporadic and difficult to hear clearly.
Behind them, there were rising and falling voices, accompanied by the gurgling sound of water, and unclear shouts: "I will save you!"
The cry of "I'll save you" pierced through the space, and the world spun around him. He looked back and suddenly found that he seemed to have returned to the night when he was twenty-one, the first time he got drunk with her.
They sat on the mountain, the wind was clear and the moon was bright. Jiang Zhaoxue sat beside him, looking at him with a smile.
He asked in a low voice: "Master's wife...can I stay like this with you forever?"
"OK."
Jiang Zhaoxue's voice echoed in the dream. She reached out and held his hand, saying seriously, "We will be together forever."
The moment the sound fell, an arrow pierced through the dream and Pei Zichen suddenly woke up.
The drizzle fell on his face, piercing his heart like needles. He stared blankly at the dark sky, and then he reacted belatedly.
It's been five days.
Five days had passed since Jiang Zhaoxue shot the fatal arrow at him.
Five days ago, the Immortal Alliance had issued a wanted order for him everywhere, blaming him for all the intrusions into the Nine Netherworld Realm, saying that it was he who opened the Nine Netherworld Realm barrier, causing the people to suffer.
During the period when the Nine Netherworld Realm invaded, many disciples of the Immortal Alliance died. When their anger was at its peak, each family organized a hunting expedition and chased him everywhere.
Pei Zichen didn't want to kill anyone, so he would run away every time someone came, or use the Lingxu fan to open a formation and trap them in a maze.
But doing so would consume a lot of mana. His previous injuries had not healed, and he had not rested for several days and nights. He was already exhausted after running for so long. He fell down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep, not caring whether he woke up or not.
Now that he woke up, he took out the medicine, bit the gauze, tore open his clothes, and lowered his head to apply the medicine to himself.
Just as he opened his clothes, he heard the sound of dead branches being stepped on next to him. Pei Zichen raised his hand to press his neck bone, looked up with cold eyes, and saw a woman in red coming out from behind the tree. She looked at him with some worry and said softly, "Master."
Seeing the person coming, Pei Zichen restrained his breath, shifted his gaze away, pretending that he saw nothing, and continued to give himself medicine.
"My Lord!" Silla Yi was a little angry when she saw Pei Zichen ignored her. She gritted her teeth and said, "Today is the ceremony for Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing to form a bond. Since they have reconciled, what on earth are you still doing here?"
Pei Zichen lowered his head and said nothing, sprinkling the powder on the wound. Silla stepped forward a few steps and said anxiously, "Master, Jiang Zhaoxue has never thought of separating from Shen Yuqing. She is with you only for other purposes. If you really want her, why not go back with me now? After you have completely refined the five divine weapons, you will be the only one in the world. Then I will follow you to attack the True Immortal Realm. As the master of the three realms, Jiang Zhaoxue will be easily within your grasp..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Zichen's sword had already arrived. With a "ding" sound, it hit Silla's neck. With his dead eyes, he said calmly: "I don't kill people from the True Fairyland because I know that the lady loves the True Fairyland. But it doesn't mean I won't kill people."
The sword cut through Silla's skin, but no blood was left.
Silla stared at Pei Zichen intently, secretly clenched her fists, as if she had thought of something, and gritted her teeth and said, “The master also favors her so much, but does the master know what she has in mind?”
"It's none of your business."
Pei Zichen put away his sword and turned around, not wanting to argue with her. However, Silla Yi followed closely and said anxiously, "Master, she doesn't love you. This is not the way she likes people. Two hundred years ago, I saw how she liked Shen Yuqing. She definitely doesn't love you."
Pei Zichen didn't say anything, he just held the sword in his hand without saying a word.
He knew, how could he not know.
Why was he so worried and anxious? Because he could feel more clearly than anyone else the thin layer of paper between him and Jiang Zhaoxue.
But so what?
The world is vast, and he has nowhere to go except Jiang Zhaoxue. From the moment he summoned his god from the cliff, his life has always been about what Jiang Zhaoxue wants and doesn't want, not what he chooses or doesn't choose.
He walked forward in a daze, not knowing where he should go. He just walked forward instinctively. Silla Yi followed behind him, looking at the direction he was heading, and couldn't help but become anxious: "She has been nice to you from the beginning because she has her eyes on the Heavenly Secret Jade. Don't you know? She stayed by your side and followed you because she hoped to get the Heavenly Secret Jade and unlock the heart contract..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Zichen paused and turned around sharply: "A covenant?"
Silla was stunned for a moment, then she realized what she had said, but it was too late to take it back. Pei Zichen stared at her and continued to ask: "What is a concentric contract?"
"The Heart Contract is a secret technique of Penglai." Silla gritted her teeth and said simply, "It is often used between fellow demon cultivators in Penglai. The person who gives the Heart Contract will unconditionally share all fatal injuries of the other person. If the other person dies, the person who gives the Heart Contract will die first."
Hearing this, Pei Zichen's pupils tightened, and Xin Luoyi said carefully: "Back then in the Cangming Sea, Shen Yuqing was on the verge of death, and she used the Heart Contract to save him. From then on, her life and death were bound to Shen Yuqing. Shen Yuqing actually didn't want to marry her, but because of this Heart Contract, Penglai put pressure on the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, and he had to marry her, so he ignored her for two hundred years. Two hundred years later, she had a quarrel with Shen Yuqing, and she wanted the Tianji Lingyu to let her become a Ninth Realm Destiny Master and break the Heart Contract. She doesn't love you!"
Silla Yi spoke earnestly: “Jiang Zhaoxue loves someone with all her heart and soul, and all her kindness to you is just pity for a tool. She even hurt you and killed you, and the starting point was Shen Yuqing. She gave all her love and hatred to this person. You don’t have to insist on staying in the True Fairyland. Only by snatching can you get the person back.”
“But…” Pei Zichen listened to Silla Yi’s words and slowly reacted, “She wants to leave.”
She wanted the Heavenly Secret Jade, not what she said about becoming a Ninth Realm Master of Destiny and reversing the fate of the True Immortal Realm.
Her reason was simply to break the bond and leave Shen Yuqing.
"Soul Locking Formation..." Pei Zichen murmured, "What will happen after it is activated?"
"Ordinary magical weapons absorb all the spiritual energy of the person being cast." Lingxu listened and explained the formation related to the spiritual weapon, and sighed, "But if it is a divine weapon, it means death."
"So what do you think is more terrifying: death, or reaching the pinnacle of success and then failing at the last moment to become a mortal?"
"Mayflies live in a single day and die in a single night; cicadas live for seven years. For a human being to have a few decades to observe the world is already a great blessing. If one can still reach the highest heights, or even fall short at the last moment, with such a magnificent life, why would one need to choose between death and death?"
The conversation in the dungeon when Jiang Zhaoxue's identity was unknown rang out, and Pei Zichen slowly understood.
She wanted the Heavenly Secret Jade. She thought the Soul Locking Formation only wanted his spiritual power, but she couldn't bear to kill him, so she let him choose for himself.
He chose to live, even if his spiritual power was sucked away, and to live as a mortal.
So she tried every possible way just to keep him alive, but in the end, she probably realized that the artifact wanted his life.
So she gave up the Tianji Lingyu.
Realizing this, Pei Zichen felt something surging up from his heart, sour and painful.
She had worked so hard for so long, planning and fighting all the way, but in the end, she still gave up.
Two hundred years ago, she made a pact of solidarity for Shen Yuqing, putting herself in danger.
Two hundred years later, she gave up the opportunity to become a Ninth Realm Master for him and put herself in danger.
She always gave one thing or another, whether it was love or pity, but in the end, she gave up what she wanted to save his life.
Thinking of this, Pei Zichen couldn't help laughing, but as he laughed, he felt tears welling up in his eyes.
She still cared about him after all.
Be it pity or love, he ultimately holds a place in her heart.
But he is not Shen Yuqing.
His life was insignificant, and he wanted to give her everything she wanted in this world.
She was the one who stole the artifact and she was the one who walked the path. He knew how much she wanted to become a Ninth Realm Master of Life and how much she longed for freedom. How could he let her give up everything that was within her reach and that she deserved for him?
"Silla clothes," Pei Zichen looked up at the woman who had been waiting for him hopefully, smiled and nodded, "Thank you."
Silla was stunned, and before she could react, Pei Zichen had already flown away on his sword.
When she realized what Pei Zichen had done, Xin Luoyi hurriedly said, "No! Master, Lingjian Immortal Pavilion has laid a net, you can't go—"
However, Pei Zichen had already disappeared without a trace. He left so quickly that Silla Yi couldn't stop him.
After Pei Zichen left, several demon cultivators walked out from the surrounding area and asked anxiously, "Sir, if the master goes to the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion now, what should we do if something goes wrong?"
"Move everyone over here," Xin Luoyi gritted her teeth and stared at Pei Zichen's direction, "wait for an opportunity to act, if the situation is really critical."
Silla Yi said, blinking, revealing a bit of innocence: “I can only, offend the master.”
When Pei Zichen rushed to the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion, Jiang Zhaoxue had already gotten out of the sedan chair.
Shen Yuqing helped her out of the sedan chair and walked forward.
The red carpet extends all the way inside, and at the end is a round stage.
Gu Jun stood in the center of the stage, still smiling as usual, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Jiang Zhaoxue glanced around and was quite satisfied to see all the prominent figures in the immortal world. Then he asked softly, "Where is the Book of Destiny?"
"The master will bring it out later."
Shen Yuqing explained in a low voice. Seeing that she almost stepped on the auspicious stones scattered on the red carpet, he immediately reminded her: "Be careful."
Jiang Zhaoxue responded, raised her eyes and walked forward, walking onto the round platform. Gu Jun smiled and nodded, greeting Jiang Zhaoxue: "My lady, you have worked hard."
Jiang Zhaoxue saluted without saying anything. Gu Jun turned to look at the crowd and said loudly, "I have invited you all here today for a great cause. You should have been aware that the True Immortal Realm's spiritual energy has been increasingly depleted in recent years, especially in the past half month. Since the Nine Nether Realm's barrier was damaged, the spiritual energy has been depleting at a rate over a hundred times faster than in the previous ten years. At this rate, the True Immortal Realm will be destroyed in less than three months!"
When these words came out, some disciples who were unaware of the situation were shocked. However, the higher-ups of the various sects had already accepted it and their faces remained expressionless.
"Half a month ago, I consulted the Book of Destiny and learned three methods to save the realm. The first is to find a Ninth Realm Master, the second is to obtain five divine artifacts to reverse destiny, and the third is the appearance of a destined marriage favored by Heaven. Over the past few days, we have been trying each of these three methods one by one. Becoming a Ninth Realm Master is not a one-day job. Although we have tried to recapture the five divine artifacts, as they have not truly recognized their master, we cannot reverse destiny. Fortunately, three days ago, after my disciple Yuqing and Jiang Nujun divorced due to a misunderstanding, the Book of Destiny discovered that this was a destined marriage. So, under my strong persuasion, the two reconciled and agreed to form a pact again to restore the fortune of the True Immortal Realm and save the people from disaster. I dare not keep such a happy event to myself. I think it is better to share the joy than to rejoice alone. I specially invite all sects to come and witness the grand ceremony of the pact."
"You are too polite, Old Ancestor Gujun."
Someone in the guest room said loudly: "Such a happy event, of course we have to come."
Everyone was talking at once. Jiang Zhaoxue's face was cold and she said calmly, "We can start now."
Gu Jun heard what was said and turned back with a smile: "Of course."
As he spoke, Gu Jun raised his hands and formed a seal. A magical light shone on the ground. Jiang Zhaoxue stared at him closely, listening to him shout, "All disciples, listen to my command and respectfully welcome the Book of Destiny!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Yuqing was the first to kneel down respectfully, followed by the disciples of Lingjian Xian Pavilion and other sects who believed in the Book of Destiny and stood up and knelt on the ground.
All the guests in the hall knelt down, and even those who didn't kneel would bow their heads under pressure.
Only Jiang Zhaoxue stood there calmly. When Gu Jun looked at her coldly, she pretended to lower her head.
After Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her head, Gu Jun raised his hand and slashed. The spiritual energy in the air vibrated instantly, and the Book of Destiny was like a golden phoenix, spreading its wings in the sky.
Golden light splashed everywhere, spiritual energy surged out, and everyone looked up, intoxicated by the pure spiritual energy.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked coldly at the Book of Destiny high up in the air, calculating the distance between her and it.
Gu Jun didn't know what she was planning. He turned to look at her and explained the process: "Lady Jiang, Yuqing will now petition the Book of Destiny. After he does, you will step forward and drop a drop of blood into the Book of Destiny. This will seal the contract between you and my disciple."
When Jiang Zhaoxue heard that she had to step forward and drip blood into the Book of Destiny, she knew that this was her best chance, and it was only at this moment that she could get closest to the Book of Destiny.
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, seemingly very obedient, and said, "Yes."
As they were talking, a transparent spherical barrier appeared upside down on the platform, isolating their words. Only they could hear the sounds outside, while others outside the barrier could not hear them.
Gu Jun first bowed to the Book of Destiny, muttered something, and then said to Shen Yuqing, "Zeyuan, please step forward."
Shen Yuqing obediently walked to the Book of Destiny, took the golden dagger that had been placed on the high platform beside him, and listened to Gu Jun say, "Petition."
"I have two wishes."
As soon as Shen Yuqing opened his mouth, Gu Jun frowned. Just as he was about to speak to stop her, Shen Yuqing had already cut her finger and dripped blood onto it. She said calmly, "I wish that the contract between me, Jiang Zhaoxue, and Pei Zichen's servant will be severed."
As he was speaking, Jiang Zhaoxue saw a huge vortex appear on the Book of Destiny, and the spiritual power around Shen Yuqing suddenly became violent, rushing towards the Book of Destiny like a madman.
Jiang Zhaoxue immediately looked at Gu Jun beside him and asked coldly, "What's wrong with him?"
"He is using his spiritual power to offer to the Book of Destiny so that it can sever your life servant contract."
Gu Jun's face looked extremely ugly, but the matter of offering sacrifices to the Book of Destiny obviously could not be stopped once it had begun. Gu Jun could only watch Shen Yuqing's face grow paler and paler until finally, when Jiang Zhaoxue clearly felt that he had lost at least 20% of his cultivation, the Book of Destiny finally returned to calm.
That was the moment when the Book of Destiny calmed down. Jiang Zhaoxue felt something loosen in her heart, and she felt Shen Yuqing looking at her.
There seemed to be a lot of noise outside. Jiang Zhaoxue felt a sense of emptiness in her heart, as if the life servant contract between her and Pei Zichen seemed to have disappeared silently.
She was stunned for a moment. Shen Yuqing stared into her eyes for a long time. Seeing that she didn't even glance at him, he lowered his eyes, turned his head, and continued, "My second wish is to ask the Book of Destiny to bear witness. I wish to become a Taoist couple with Jiang Zhaoxue, the female monarch of Penglai. Heaven and earth shall bear witness, and the Book of Destiny shall serve as the contract."
As he spoke, a second bloody mark was cut open, and blood dripped onto the Book of Destiny.
This time the petition was exceptionally simple. After the blood fell, the Book of Destiny showed no reaction. Shen Yuqing turned to look at Jiang Zhaoxue, walked down the stairs, handed the dagger to Jiang Zhaoxue, and whispered, "Go."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, took the dagger, took a deep breath, and walked forward.
Although he had made a lot of mental preparations, when he really reached this moment and faced this divine artifact that was as long-lived as the sky, Jiang Zhaoxue still felt like looking up at a mountain or sinking into the deep sea.
She walked slowly up, holding a golden dagger in one hand and secretly holding Yuan Luo, which had turned into a dagger, in the other.
The Book of Destiny was shining with golden light high up, as if a pair of eyes were looking down at her from above. Jiang Zhaoxue's hands were covered in cold sweat, her heart was pounding, and she couldn't help but wonder if the sweat would affect her knife.
Then I thought about what would happen to her after this knife.
What will happen to her parents and her brother?
Pei Zichen, what will happen?
However, she did not dare to think too deeply about these things. She knew that this was the only way out, to use the luck accumulated in the Book of Destiny to change the situation of the decline of luck in the True Immortal Realm.
Pei Zichen can only have a chance of survival if he seriously injures the Book of Destiny or forces out the spirit in it and breaks the myth of the Book of Destiny.
Shen Yuqing is the prey of the Book of Destiny, and the other prey that the Book of Destiny has been chasing is Pei Zichen.
She could no longer let this monster toy with all living beings, and she would never let this monster hurt those around her again.
She was afraid of death, but what she was afraid of was a meaningless death.
If she could kill this damn book, she actually felt that she wouldn't be so scared.
But her hands couldn't stop shaking, and her breathing became uncontrollable and rapid. She went up step by step, and the noise outside became louder and louder.
Everyone noticed something was amiss and turned to look outside the hall. Shen Yuqing frowned. Just as Jiang Zhaoxue stepped onto the last step and was about to reach for the Book of Destiny, a sudden thunderclap erupted from outside the hall. Demonic energy swept in like a hurricane, sweeping across the sky. Gu Jun immediately stood before the Book of Destiny, sending it soaring high and far away. Guan Xiushu was the first to stand up and said hurriedly, "I'll go take a look."
As soon as Guan Xiushu moved, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then immediately followed him out.
Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing looked at each other, and Shen Yuqing whispered, "I'll go take a look first."
"I'm going too."
Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at the Book of Destiny hanging high behind him and knew that he had missed the opportunity.
The breath of the person who came was from the Nine Netherworld. Now, who else from the Nine Netherworld is left in the True Immortal Realm?
Jiang Zhaoxue had some guesses in her mind, her heart pounding. She followed Shen Yuqing and rushed out of the hall. She saw thunder roaring down from the ladder outside the mountain gate in the distance. In the thunder, there seemed to be a young man with a demonic aura. He was kneeling on the steps, spreading his sleeves, folding his hands on his forehead, and kowtowing towards Jiang Zhaoxue and Shen Yuqing who were high above.
The young man's white clothes were stained with blood, his long hair was scattered on his side, there was a blood-colored divine seal on his forehead that flickered, and demonic energy surrounded his body.
Yet, his kowtow was a standard immortal gesture, graceful and elegant, with no faults to be found. It was as if he had been perfectly sculpted, measured with a ruler.
"Pei Zichen?!" Guan Xiushu was the first to react. "How dare you come here?!"
These words caused a huge uproar. Everyone confirmed the identity of the person and started to discuss it in low voices.
"Pei Zichen? What is he doing here?"
"Didn't the Immortal Alliance issue a wanted order? He's been on the run for so many days, why is he back today?"
"Is it because of Lady Penglai?" someone speculated. "I heard he has a close relationship with Lady Jiang, and today is the ceremony for the pact between Lady Penglai and Pavilion Master Shen..."
"Then why is he kneeling here?" someone asked curiously, "Is he doing this to annoy his master?"
There was a lot of discussion around. After the thunder dissipated, Pei Zichen looked up, panting, and looked up.
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't tell who he was looking at. He seemed to be looking at Shen Yuqing, but also seemed to be looking at her. She wanted to send a message to ask him the purpose of his visit, but there were five Mahayana cultivators who were far superior to her. She didn't dare to speak rashly. She could only put away Yuanluo, use Jiang Zhaoyue's talisman to conceal the fluctuations of her spiritual power, and began to draw the formation.
He naturally sensed Jiang Zhaoyue's talisman. Jiang Zhaoyue immediately looked at her and warned her with his eyes not to act rashly.
Jiang Zhaoxue was in a state of confusion, and knew that if he took action for Pei Zichen at this moment, Penglai would be implicated.
She didn't dare to say anything for a moment, only to hear Gu Jun's voice coming from behind her, saying coldly: "Pei Zichen, why are you here today?"
"Disciple Pei Zichen has been nurtured by the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion for seven years, and protected by their benefactor for seven years. However, the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, indifferent to right and wrong, has accused me of colluding with the Nine Netherworld Realm to open the barrier, murdering my friend at the Judgment Platform, and turning a blind eye to the true culprit, forcing me to wander through time and space. Fortunately, I was rescued by the Penglai Female Monarch. Although forced to cultivate the Nine Netherworld Realm techniques due to life-or-death circumstances, I was inspired by the Female Monarch and devoted myself to the Dao. Now, they have again accused me of colluding with demonic cultivators, forcing me into a desperate situation, and threatening the Female Monarch with destiny. As the saying goes, one should follow the Dao, not the monarch; one should follow righteousness, not the father. Pei Zichen cannot follow such an unjust and unkind master, such an unrighteous and unjust teacher. Therefore, I, Pei, have come here today to ask for two favors."
Pei Zichen raised his hands in front of him, looked up at the crowd above, and said firmly and calmly: "Please, I will remove my name from the sword monument and sever the karmic relationship between master and disciple with my respected master Shen Yuqing. We will have no further connection."
"Second invitation," Pei Zichen looked up at the sky and said coldly, "Go against fate and sever your marriage."
"presumptuous!"
Upon hearing this, Guan Xiushu shouted, "The Book of Destiny governs destiny. The two of them are destined to be together. How can you, a mere god, change that?"
"Can it be?" Pei Zichen laughed, "Just give it a try and you'll know. God is above all..."
Pei Zichen raised his voice calmly, folding his hands before his forehead. A white-clothed spirit emerged from his body, drawing its sword. Dark clouds billowed in the sky. Pei Zichen bowed respectfully to the ground and spoke firmly, "I, Pei Zichen, an unworthy disciple of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion, request to be removed from the sword monument. I bow to thank my master for his kindness!"
The moment the sound fell, thunder roared and hit Pei Zichen again!
The clone that separated from his body swung a sword forward, splitting the sky and the earth!
A transparent ice wall seemed to appear in front of him, and as his clone stabbed into it with a sword, it shattered into pieces.
In the moment of shattering, the vast sea of stars and the vast universe were revealed, and in the sea of stars, countless lifelines were entangled, gradually revealing themselves to people.
"The realm of cause and effect!" someone exclaimed, "He split the realm of cause and effect!"
The realm of cause and effect is a place that only fortune tellers can glimpse. It is the foundation behind everything and can be said to be the place where the laws of heaven exist.
The cause and effect of everyone's destiny in this world exists here alone.
Pei Zichen's sword actually split open this place that had only existed in myths, revealing countless lifelines hanging inside.
All these lifelines are concentrated at a core point of light, and within that point of light lies a book without words.
Seeing the book, Gu Jun was shocked. He raised his hand and flew out with a sword, saying anxiously: "The life line is connected to the Book of Destiny, stop him!"
As soon as Gu Jun opened his mouth, everyone knew his true intentions. Shui Chenyuan shouted urgently, "If the Book of Destiny is destroyed, the Way of Heaven will no longer exist, and our world will be in danger!"
“Stop him!!”
As everyone shouted, countless magical lights and sword intentions poured down and followed Pei Zichen as he rushed towards the realm of cause and effect.
Jiang Zhaoxue was so anxious that she opened the formation immediately, but she felt a sudden force coming and freezing her in place.
She opened her eyes in fear and heard a familiar voice, as if it came from another time and space. It gently hugged her from behind and begged, "Don't go."
"No……"
Jiang Zhaoxue began to tremble all over and could not move. She looked at the young man in the distance and walked forward step by step.
Climbing the ladder to heaven is the last test when the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion opens to recruit disciples. The three thousand steps are used to temper one's character. Only those who can climb the three thousand steps can finally reach the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion and carve their names on the sword monument of the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion.
This is where all the disciples of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion come from. Therefore, if they want to leave, they must climb over these three thousand heavenly steps and be struck by five thunders in order to completely erase their names from the sword monument and sever their karmic connection with the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion.
She just looked at him.
Watching the thunder rumble down from the sky, watching his clone fight alone against hundreds of immortal sects in the world of cause and effect.
Everyone was chasing and blocking him in the world of cause and effect, but he was not at all inferior.
He seemed to know that this was the last battle, so he tried his best without holding back.
The Yin Zhixian roared everywhere, the Lingxu fan set up formations everywhere, and the Zhanshen Sword was unscrupulous. She faced the Xingyun Sect, the Tiandi Dao Sect's formations, the Baiyin Pavilion's sound killing technique, and the Tianjian Sect's Lingjian Xian Pavilion's full-scale encirclement. With her own strength, she rushed towards the line of fate between her and Shen Yuqing amid the murderous intentions of the immortals.
He killed as he walked, the realm of cause and effect hung high in the air, blood flowed out from the realm of cause and effect, spreading all the way down, flowing over the long bluestone bricks of the steps to immortality, winding into a river.
The young man's white clothes in the blood were soaked in blood little by little and slowly turned red, as if he was wearing a wedding dress.
One kills, one kneels, one is a demon, the other is a fairy.
In this bloody place, she seemed to see the Demon Lord of the Nine Netherworld in the book, but when she knocked, it seemed that she still saw that child.
Pei Zichen.
Her Pei Shicang.
When he was ten years old, he tried his best to climb up the Lingjian Immortal Pavilion.
She didn't care at all at that time. She just wanted to accept a disciple for Shen Yuqing. Her eyes fell on him only because he was the one crawling in front.
The child was dressed in rags and was as thin as a stick.
Now this young man has a handsome face, elegant posture, and his every move is the most perfect example of immortality. But when he raises his eyes, he seems to be no different from before.
"God bless you, disciple Pei Zichen, I request to be removed from the sword monument."
"God bless you, disciple Pei Zichen, I request to be removed from the sword monument."
He knelt and kowtowed, and blood flowed up his clothes, soaking them little by little, making them look like a wedding dress.
Finally, Jiang Zhaoxue heard Gu Jun's voice from above, and he shouted, "Pei Zichen! They are destined to be together. This is fate, and it is beyond your power to stop. You can't break the rope of marriage!"
Then, Pei Zichen's gentle and cold voice echoed through the heavens and the earth, his calmness tinged with determination: "My sword was born for justice and exists for the Lady. Today, justice is gone, the Lady is humiliated, and I don't draw my sword. What is my purpose in existence?"
"Since I have a sword, I can slay destiny!"
The moment the sound fell, the young man from the world of cause and effect suddenly stood up and raised his sword. With the power of heaven and earth, he swung the sword down, violently knocking away Shen Yuqing who was blocking in front of him, and slashed heavily into the line of marriage!
The moment he cut into the marriage line, all the space was distorted, and the spiritual energy in the Book of Destiny suddenly exploded, rushing towards Pei Zichen with the power to destroy the world!
That power transformed everything into pure white light. Jiang Zhaoxue could see nothing and could only scream sharply: "Pei Zichen!!"
In an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to return to nothingness, and all the laws disappeared at that moment. Only fine and dense raindrops fell on Jiang Zhaoxue's face, causing her to feel so painful that she was in a daze.
When her eyes gradually brightened, the surrounding Lingjian Immortal Pavilion was in chaos, with mountains collapsing and the earth cracking, and the monks were fleeing in all directions. Pei Zichen had already fallen in a pool of blood, but he was still crawling.
Just like when I was young, I climbed hard until I reached the last step.
The moment she saw Pei Zichen, she ignored everything and rushed forward like crazy.
She didn't know when the restraints on her body were released. She ran in the rain with her skirt lifted, stepping in the water, drawing a formation as she went down in a panic.
She didn't even have time to shout his name before she rushed to him. When the young man was about to struggle to stand up, she knelt down and hugged him!
The Qiankun Lottery spun frantically, and spiritual energy poured into Pei Zichen's body. Jiang Zhaoxue cried out with tears in her eyes, "The laws of nature are unpredictable. I gamble my life on the heavens. May the best be best, and I will be resurrected!"
The Qiankun Lucky Sign keeps turning, and spiritual energy keeps pouring in.
However, this bit of spiritual energy was like a stream flowing into the sea. Once it entered his body, it disappeared without a trace.
His tendons and veins were completely broken, everything inside him was broken, his internal organs, his golden elixir, his sea of consciousness, everything was shattered into one piece.
With such injuries, even the Golden Immortal was powerless, and no one could answer her.
Jiang Zhaoxue knew it in his heart, but he refused to give up. He continued to pour spiritual energy into his body, urging the formation to force the Qiankun sign to come out, and roared: "Brother! Medicine! Give me the medicine!"
"Jiang Zhaoxue."
He spoke hoarsely, first calling out her full name.
Not the master's wife.
Not a female monarch.
He knelt on three thousand steps and finally stood in front of her and called out her name.
"Jiang Zhaoxue."
"I'm here, hold on, Pei Zichen, hold on, you can't leave me... hold on..."
Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes were blurred, and she only knew to pour her spiritual power into his body and hold him tightly.
Pei Zichen felt tears dripping onto his neck, but was afraid it was an illusion. However, he still thought that whether it was pity or love, she must be feeling sorry for him.
From the first time they met, she decided to spare his life in the water dungeon and locked him in a spirit formation, accompanied him as he fell off a cliff, carried him on her back on the snowy mountains, coaxed him to survive, sacrificed her five senses and wandered through time and space in exchange for her life, fulfilled his wish in the secret realm, and lied to him that she loved him...
She has always felt sorry for him.
"Jiang Zhaoxue..." Thinking of this, Pei Zichen smiled contentedly and whispered, "That answer... I don't want it..."
"What's the answer?" Jiang Zhaoxue choked with fear. "Don't say anything yet. We can talk later. Find a way. You're the hero. You won't die. Find a way. Lingxu! Yuanluo! Anan! Brother! Find a way!! Find a way!"
"My Lady," Pei Zichen raised his hand tremblingly and placed it on her back. He closed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "You are now a Ninth Realm Life Master."
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned, and at that moment, Pei Zichen suddenly pulled her into his arms with strength from nowhere!
The Soul Locking Formation suddenly opened at that moment, and the Heavenly Jade slammed into Jiang Zhaoxue's heart. The moment the spiritual power exploded in Jiang Zhaoxue's body, Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly understood something and struggled frantically: "No——!!!"
However, there was no turning back once the Soul Locking Formation was activated. She only felt pain along with spiritual power spreading through her tendons and veins, while this young man held her tightly, no matter how she struggled and cursed, he just held her.
Blood and tears mixed together, and the bloody clothes and formal dresses were intertwined, as if they were wedding gowns, entangled in the blood and rain.
The pain from the explosion of spiritual power lasted for a long time. Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't tell where the pain came from. He just cried loudly in the man's arms, in the foreseeable future.
Until everything slowly calmed down, she heard his last words: "I leave my Heart and Life Sword to you, Yaoyao... I didn't kill anyone, take me back to Penglai."
The moment the sound fell, the Qiankun sticks fell down and the jade sticks scattered all over the ground.
The arms that were around her back dropped at the same time. He finally lost all his strength and fell to the side, falling completely into Jiang Zhaoxue's arms.
People around slowly gathered around and looked at the distraught Jiang Zhaoxue, no one dared to speak for a moment.
The scene of Pei Zichen's bloody battle with the immortals just now was still vivid in everyone's mind. Everyone was uneasy, as if they were afraid that Pei Zichen would suddenly wake up again.
After struggling for a long time, a disciple trembled and said, "Penglai Lady, he is a demon who colluded with the Nine Netherworld Realm and attempted to disrupt the Heavenly Dao. If you still care about Penglai's reputation, you should quickly separate from him and stop acting like a child, lest you tarnish Penglai's reputation!"
"Shut up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li You slapped him through the air. Gu Jun raised his hand and slid it away, saying coldly, "Master Jiang, this disciple is right. This is the corpse of a demon after all. If it is not destroyed, something bad may happen, Lady Jiang."
Gu Jun stared at Jiang Zhaoxue coldly, as if observing something, and ordered, "Hand him over now, and I will give you a chance to live for Penglai's sake."
"A way out?"
Jiang Zhaoxue laughed when he heard this and said in a hoarse voice: "Heavenly Dao? Demon?"
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue raised his eyes and stared at Gu Jun: "The Heavenly Dao you are talking about, is it the Heavenly Dao in the Book of Destiny?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed slightly. Jiang Zhaoxue hugged Pei Zichen and asked curiously, "It is said that the destiny in the Book of Destiny cannot be violated, but now it has been violated - what will happen?"
No one dared to speak, but they all sensed something.
Jiang Zhaoxue laughed, a bit crazily. "The spiritual energy has reversed! After violating the Book of Destiny, the spiritual energy has reversed! Is this what you call destiny?! Hahahaha... And the devil... who did this devil kill?"
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue turned to look at the sword in Pei Zichen's hand.
When she saw the sword, she couldn't help but burst into tears and trembled as she said, "His sword...is not sharpened."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
All of Pei Zichen's sword moves are based on the God-Slaying Sword. If the God-Slaying Sword is not sharpened, it means that all his swords are unsharpened and cannot kill people.
Realizing this, everyone looked around and found that their fellow disciples seemed to be there.
Although the ground was covered in blood and there were wounded everywhere, there were no real dead.
In this great battle, the only casualty was this "devil".
"He didn't sharpen the blade..."
Jiang Zhaoxue said, crying and laughing: "He still wants to go back to Penglai, he still wants to be a good person. He is afraid that if he really kills someone, he will not be able to return to Penglai... He hasn't sharpened the blade! Hahahaha... He hasn't sharpened the blade!!"
As Jiang Zhaoxue spoke, the surroundings surged with wind and clouds, and spiritual energy gathered. She hugged Pei Zichen, looking like a madman, crying and laughing and cursing: "He's an idiot, he actually believes in the teachings of the pavilion rules, he actually believes in the way of a gentleman. He risked his life for you, and he killed the most demons in the Nine Nether Realm, and you still dare to call him a demon?!"
"You're just bullying him for being kind, bullying him for being a gentleman, bullying him for caring about the friendship of fellow disciples—fine, fine, since you're bullying him like this, then I'll do it!"
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at Gu Jun who was not far away, and slowly stood up. Killing intent came over him like an overwhelming force. At that moment, Gu Jun felt as if all his destiny and luck seemed to be sealed. His heart trembled, and for the first time he felt death so close. In fear, he quickly summoned his flying sword and watched Jiang Zhaoxue raise her finger and point it at him.
"Heaven has called," Jiang Zhaoxue said the moment, the laws of the world seemed to turn into chains and pounced towards Gu Jun. Jiang Zhaoxue raised his hand and pressed, and the spiritual power instantly exploded, soaring into the sky. The pressure of the Nine Realms swept away wildly. Gu Jun used all his strength and flew towards Jiang Zhaoxue with a sword, accompanied by Jiang Zhaoxue's loud shout:
"Gujun, die!!"
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The author has something to say: Many of the lines have not been laid out before, so it is a bit difficult to write here.
Originally, I wanted to kill Gu Jun and cripple Shen Yuqing in this chapter, but the number of words was too long.
Let us welcome the Nine Realms Master Jiang Zhaoxue to go on a killing spree in the next chapter, and the return of Demon Lord Xiao Pei [scatter flowers]
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