Chapter 175 Time Chaos: Master and Disciple Meet on the Ancient Battlefield
The ancient battlefield was in complete chaos. People fought against each other, and against remnants of souls.
Lou Shuhe entered the ancient battlefield and, relying on her own strength, managed to avoid danger step by step until she found Qi Zibo and Wen Zhiling, who had been separated from the group. The two had entered the ancient battlefield relatively early, and later became separated again after reuniting with the others from the Immortal Cloud Sect. When Lou Shuhe found them, Qi Zibo was healing Wen Zhiling's injuries, and there were no remnant souls around them, indicating that the area had been cleared.
Qi Zibo, focused on healing his wounds, didn't notice anyone. It was Wen Zhiling, who was sitting on the ground, who was the first to notice Lou Shuhe.
"Old Ancestor Lou?!" Wen Zhiling thought she was seeing things or hallucinating, but when she released her divine sense, she realized that it was actually him!
"Who?" Qi Zibo thought he was hallucinating. "Madam, are you hallucinating again? I'll get you some calming pills. Who knows how long it will take to get out of this hellish place? There are countless remnant souls inside, and they all want to stop us from leaving. We can't possibly clear out all the remnant souls from the ancient battlefield before we have a chance to get out."
Wen Zhiling: "Turn around."
"Turn around, there's something behind you?" Qi Zibo turned around, then jumped up on the spot. "Ah! Master?! Am I hallucinating too?!" Qi Zibo exclaimed in horror.
Lou Shuhe's eyes hurt at the sight of this shameful thing. When Song Yin was around, she could remain somewhat composed, maintaining the responsibility and demeanor expected of a master and sect elder. But without Song Yin, the shameful thing immediately reverted to its original state.
Lou Shuhe ignored him and went inside to help treat Wen Zhiling's injuries. "How did you get so badly injured?"
Wen Zhiling: "Clearing out some mindless remnant souls. They were trapped in the ancient battlefield for countless years and were high-level cultivators before they died, so they are quite difficult to deal with."
Lou Shuhe: "Thank you for your hard work."
Wen Zhiling: "Why would our ancestor come to the ancient battlefield?"
Lou Shuhe examined Wen Zhiling and found that her cultivation had improved, reaching the late stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm. Looking at her own disciple, her cultivation had also improved significantly, reaching the late stage of the Integration Realm.
Lou Shuhe: "Knowing you were in danger, I came in to look for an opportunity to ascend."
Surviving in dangerous environments can better unleash a cultivator's potential; the two people in front of us whose cultivation has greatly improved are living examples.
Wen Zhiling: "Ancestor, you've already reached the late stage of Mahayana? Congratulations, Ancestor!"
After chatting for a while, Qi Zibo gradually realized, "Is it really my master?"
Lou Shuhe looked at her apprentice: "Otherwise what?"
Wen Zhiling: "Ancestor, is everything alright in the sect? How are Yinyin and Yuzhu, those two children?"
Lou Shuhe: "The two of them are very enthusiastic about being elders, especially Yinyin. That girl has completely transformed Danque Peak. Not only has she taken in many ordinary alchemy disciples, but she has also taken in ordinary sword cultivator disciples. Now, when the inner sect mentions Danque Peak, they all say that it's the peak that has taken in both alchemy and sword cultivators. Oh, and she also took in a personal disciple named Chu Tang, who is still in the Qi Refining stage in the outer sect."
Wen Zhiling and Qi Zibo listened intently. They had been on the ancient battlefield for far too long, almost several decades. They couldn't believe how much had changed in those few decades; even Yinyin had taken on disciples.
Qi Zibo: "Tsk tsk tsk, I'm a grandmaster now."
Lou Shuhe: "As far as I know, Shen Yuzhu also tried to recruit disciples, but he failed. The other party was specifically targeting him. In the end, Elder Liu of the sect's Discipline Hall personally took action and wiped out all of Shen's direct descendants."
Shen Yuzhu's story was quite complicated. She recounted the key points from beginning to end, and then continued, "Since then, I've seen Shen Yuzhu change a lot. He's still choosing a personal disciple, but he's become much more cautious, and he hasn't found a suitable one yet."
Qi Zibo: "Sigh, it's only been a few decades, but it feels like the children have all grown up and matured a lot."
Lou Shuhe stopped her treatment and carefully examined the two people. They were indeed the same people. She said, "You must have misremembered the time. More than a hundred years have passed. Yinyin is now at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and Shen Yuzhu could break through to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm at any time."
The two were taken aback. "We both thought it would be decades."
Lou Shuhe: "How long ago was it before you met Fellow Daoist Lian and the others from the sect?"
“A few dozen days ago, we said we were going to clean up the mindless remnants of souls here,” Qi Zibo said.
Lou Shuhe: "Wrong, the time is all wrong." She quickly realized this and looked around. The blood-red sky seemed to press down on people, making it hard to breathe. "Time is chaotic in the ancient battlefield. After I came in, it took me seven or eight years just to find you. None of us know how much time has passed in the outside world."
The ancient battlefield is an independent space with only one entrance to the outside world. The book records that this space was separated by human intervention, or some accounts say it was separated by the Heavenly Dao, like an independent secret realm. The location after entering the ancient battlefield is random. Lou Shuhe repeatedly cast divinations after entering, and it took her many years to finally find Qi Zibo and the others.
All three of them realized the seriousness of the problem.
Just then, a spatial fluctuation came from the sky above where they were located.
All three recognized the fluctuation: "Someone else has intruded into the ancient battlefield."
"I wonder which sect or which group they are from this time. I might as well come in and ask how much time has passed outside."
As soon as the words were spoken, the three saw two people fall from the sky and land steadily several hundred meters away.
Qi Zibo: "I'll go check on the situation."
The two who had just landed on the ancient battlefield were marveling at the scene before them.
Song Yin: "The sky really is red. It feels so oppressive here."
Shi Heming held the map drawn by Song Yin, which Song Yin had drawn multiple times when they were at Danque Peak. He said, "We still don't know where we are now, and we don't know what the destination the map points to is."
Song Yin: "As the saying goes, since we're already here, it wouldn't make sense if the map I painstakingly created didn't contain any treasure."
Shi Heming's eyes suddenly sharpened. "Someone's coming."
The Qingyang Sword appeared instantly in her hand, and Song Yin looked to the left.
When the two sides met, they were both completely bewildered.
Song Yin: "..."
Shi Heming: "..."
Qi Zibo: "..."
Qi Zibo rushed over, only to find two familiar faces.
"Master?" Song Yin did not sheath her sword, but instead looked to confirm whether the person in front of her was really Qi Zibo.
Qi Zibo hesitated, as if he wanted to speak.
Good news: Someone did get in.
Bad news: It was his apprentice and Shi Heming who came in.
Qi Zibo gritted his teeth: "What kind of place is this? Is this where you should be? Why don't you stay in the sect and instead run off to dangerous places?"
Listening to his rambling, Song Yin sighed inwardly: Ah! It's that familiar feeling! He really is my old (crossed out) master!
Shi Heming: "Elder Qi, please calm down. We came in for a reason."
Both of them could tell that Qi Zibo was muttering to himself, but what he really meant was that the place was dangerous and they weren't safe there.
Qi Zibo got even more excited, "Hmph, I'm not an elder now, this Elder Song is the elder. Shi Heming is such a good person, it's one thing for you to come, but you even brought him in."
Shi Heming: "It was my own choice to follow Yinyin, so it's not Yinyin's fault."
Qi Zibo, whose plan had been foiled: "..."
This kid is hopeless.
Song Yin silently sheathed her sword: "Hehe."
Qi Zibo looked at the two of them with annoyance: "Alright, come with me first."
Lou Shuhe and Wen Zhiling remained where they were. With Lou Shuhe joining them, Wen Zhiling's injuries had almost healed.
Wen Zhiling: "Thank you for healing my wounds, Ancestor."
Lou Shuhe: "No need to thank me. Qi Zibo treated you almost completely before. You will recover even without me."
Wen Zhiling got up from the ground. "I don't know who came."
Lou Shuhe: "No rush, you'll know soon."
The two noticed that three people were approaching, and Lou Shuhe said, "Here they come."
Qi Zibo walked in front, with Song Yin and Shi Heming following behind.
Seeing this, Wen Zhiling asked Qi Zibo, "Who are these two people behind you...?"
Qi Zibo: ?
He turned around and saw two ordinary-looking and unfamiliar faces.
Qi Zibo was speechless. "You two take off your disguises, or I'll beat you up."
Could this tone be from someone you know?
Thus, Lou Shuhe and Wen Zhiling saw the two strangers in front of them turn into the two most familiar faces.
Lou Shuhe: "..."
Wen Zhiling: "..."
Song Yin waved: "Hi, Master, hello Master's wife."
Silence is the ancient battlefield tonight.
Song Yin and Shi Heming sat obediently side by side on the rock, while the three elders sat imposingly opposite them.
"Tell me, why did you come to the Valley Battlefield? I remember telling you not to come before I left," Lou Shuhe asked first.
Song Yin: "I've come to find, to find treasure, yes, to find treasure, hahaha."
Lou Shuhe: "Besides divine souls and spiritual veins, what other treasures could there be on the ancient battlefield? What illusion makes you think there are treasures on the ancient battlefield?"
Song Yin smiled awkwardly but politely :D
You're so dense, think of something already!
Simply mentioning a blank scroll would definitely draw criticism, so I needed to come up with another excuse.
Excuses! Excuses! Excuses!
Under the gaze of the three people, Song Yin frantically racked her brains.
The atmosphere was a bit strange, so Shi Heming decided to take out the map first, and then stand up and say that he was the one who wanted to come.
Shi Heming had just taken out the map and stood up when he said, "It's me—"
Song Yin quickly replied, "It's because I deciphered the portrait of our ancestor. I now have a clue about the task you entrusted to me, and all the clues point to the ancient battlefield. I contacted our ancestor immediately after receiving the clues, but we couldn't reach him through the ordinary communication stones on the ancient battlefield, so I had no choice but to come."
He spoke so fast it was as if the words were burning his tongue.
Qi Zibo turned to his master and asked, "Master, what task did you assign her?"
Lou Shuhe ignored Qi Zibo's question and asked Song Yin directly, "Really?"
Song Yin: "That's right, I also saw a portrait of the patriarch, but unfortunately there was only one, so I didn't bring it with me."
The portrait and the blank scroll seemed completely unrelated, their only commonality being that they could be opened using the same magic. It was thanks to her quick wit that she connected the two.
Song Yin: "I also obtained a map, the one that Shi Heming has. Of course, this one was drawn by myself. The original map is with me. If you are curious, Grandmaster, I can take it out and show it to you."
Now that you have reasons and evidence, you should believe me, right?
"No need, I think the one Shi Heming has is enough." Lou Shuhe took the map, unfolded it and examined it. It did indeed depict ancient battlefields, and she had been to several of them.
Qi Zibo and Wen Zhiling stood on either side of Lou Shuhe, both looking at the map.
Wen Zhiling pointed to a point on the map, "This is where we are now. According to the instructions on the map, the destination doesn't seem to be far from here."
Lou Shuhe returned the map with a complicated expression, saying, "Let's let it go this time."
Qi Zibo: "Master, you haven't told us what the mission is yet."
“Uh…” Lou Shuhe considered it again and again, and said, “It’s still not convenient for you to know about this.”
With a snap, one could hear the sound of Qi Zibo's heart breaking.
Lou Shuhe: "Are you two going to the destination indicated on the map?"
“Yes,” Song Yin readily agreed.
“In that case, I’ll set off with you, since this mission is also related to me,” Lou Shuhe said. “I’ll plan a safe route, otherwise we might encounter attacks from remnant souls along the way.”
Song Yin: "That's wonderful, thank you, Grandmaster!"
Since everyone was there, Qi Zibo and Wen Zhiling also joined in, saying they could help if needed.
Song Yin never expected that her treasure-hunting duo would turn into a five-person team.
Song Yin and Shi Heming deliberately lagged behind the others, hiding behind them to whisper to each other.
Seeing this, the three people in front of them didn't bother to listen to their whispers.
Shi Heming transmitted his voice: "What if they find out that you have nothing to do with the mission after we arrive at the destination?" He knew all too well the purpose of their trip.
Song Yin transmitted her voice: "Don't worry, don't be afraid. My mission is rather special. It's normal if I can't complete it, and I won't be scolded by my master."
It's normal that she couldn't complete a task that no one has been able to finish for thousands of years. Besides, she accidentally revealed the secret of the portrait, allowing the portrait to show its true face, which is already a merit.
The five of them traversed the ancient forbidden land, during which time Song Yin and the others learned about the chaotic timeline of the ancient battlefield. Song Yin also told Lou Shuhe how many years had passed since she left.
With Lou Shuhe by their side, Song Yin and her group had a smooth journey.
About twenty days later, Song Yin arrived at her destination.
Wen Zhiling stared intently and said, "Having been on the ancient battlefield for so long, this is the first time I've ever known there are buildings inside."
The building resembles a temple, but it is in a state of disrepair, with a leaky roof and damaged walls.
Lou Shuhe: "It's strange. I thought it would take many years, but it's been less than a month."
The light grew dimmer, and darkness was about to engulf the area.
Song Yin looked up: "There was night on the ancient battlefield?"
“We’ve been inside for many years, and there has never been darkness; the sky has always been blood red.” Qi Zibo looked up at the sky as well.
The red sky was turning dark red, gradually transforming into black. In this ancient battlefield, where there were no living beings except for the cultivators who had entered, several eerie crows flew out from the dilapidated buildings before them and quickly blended into the darkening environment.
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Author's Note: Congratulations to the three generations of Danque Peak for meeting on the ancient battlefield! [fireworks]
Song Yin: Although I lied to my master, it was a white lie. [Pity]
Heaven's Way: Rest assured, it's not a lie. (Hiding his merits and fame) [Sunglasses]
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[Empty bowl]
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