Chapter 208 True Monarch Qichen
At 11 p.m., Chu Xiaxia packed her backpack and dragged her tired body off the night shift.
On her way home, Chu Xiaoxia passed through a small alley.
Although the alley was dimly lit, there was always a small stall selling wontons and meat dumplings at the end of the alley.
The old lady lit a lamp, and the steaming aroma filled the air, creating a warm and comforting atmosphere.
So even though the alley was dark, Chu Xiaxia wasn't very scared. She knew that at the end of the alley, there was a bowl of hot wontons and an old lady's kind face waiting for her.
She left with hope.
The moon was bright and the stars were few that night.
As she walked, Chu Xiaxia suddenly felt a sense of being watched, like a persistent, unbearable affliction.
The leaves on the trees on both sides of the alley rustled softly. Chu Xiaxia pricked up her ears and heard footsteps behind her.
Her hair stood on end, and cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.
Chu Xiaoxia nervously and cautiously turned her head slowly.
A man's figure was following behind.
A chill ran through her, and she quickened her pace.
Footsteps immediately followed behind.
Faster, faster...
Once he sees the old lady's stall, the man will probably know better than to leave.
Fifty meters ahead, a dim yellow halo floated in the night, and she could even smell the aroma of lard and scallions.
But the footsteps behind her grew closer and closer, so close that she could hear the man's panting.
"Grandma!"
The moment she cried out, a sweaty hand covered her mouth.
The man's chest pressed against her back, and his other hand tightened around her waist.
"Help--"
The sound escaped vaguely from Chu Xiaoxia's throat.
The old woman looked up at the sound, her cloudy eyes suddenly narrowing under the light.
Chu Xiaoxia scratched several bloody marks on the back of the other person's hand with her fingernails.
The old lady stood up shakily, still holding the long spoon used for serving wontons in her hand.
Chu Xiaoxia's tears welled up.
She was afraid, afraid that the old lady would really rush over.
How could a hunched old man possibly defeat a fierce, strong young man?
Yet she desperately hoped that the dim lamp, the steaming bowl of wontons, and the ever-smiling old woman would, as always, become her support in the darkness.
The man's fingers dug into her flesh, dragging her deeper into the darkness.
"Grandma...run..."
The old lady suddenly moved.
She didn't run away.
She ran over.
She rushed over, phone in hand, the glowing screen still on.
A sharp glint flashed in the man's eyes.
That old woman who doesn't know her own mortality...
"May the True Lord Qichen manifest his power and bestow upon me the sword of wisdom to slay the wicked!"
The old lady shouted as she rushed over, phone in hand.
The man was taken aback at first, then let out a sneer through his nose.
Crazy woman.
He tightened his grip on Chu Xiaxia's arm, contemplating whether or not to kick this reckless old woman.
Chu Xiaoxia's eyes widened, and she frantically scratched at the man.
Don't hurt the old lady!
Suddenly, the screen of the old lady's phone burst out with a blinding white light.
The light seemed to have a physical form, flowing and extending in the old woman's palm.
When the light disappeared, what the old woman held in her hand was a sword that gleamed coldly!
The old lady's aura had changed drastically.
With the sword of wisdom in hand, sword intent surged, and the sword techniques and mental formulas bestowed by True Lord Qichen flooded his mind.
Understanding happens in an instant.
The old woman's hunched back suddenly straightened, her white hair flew in the sword energy, and a cold starlight shone in her cloudy eyes.
She swung her sword, striking the man with pinpoint accuracy.
The man released Chu Xiaxia and instinctively assumed a fighting stance.
He stared at the sword in the old woman's hand, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
Is this some kind of ghost?
No, it must be some kind of magic trick...
The sword moved.
So what if you have a sword?
He possesses absolute power!
The old woman's face was full of wrinkles and her teeth were sparse. She probably couldn't even hold a sword properly. He could snatch the sword away with a single move!
The old lady was as solid as a rock.
A simple diagonal slash, yet it carried immense force.
The man raised his hand to block, but let out a scream that was not human the moment he came into contact with the sword light.
There was no blood, no wounds, but the pain was excruciating.
The man collapsed to the ground as if his spine had been removed.
Chu Xiaoxia watched in stunned silence.
After flashing, the wisdom sword in the old lady's hand transformed back into an ordinary smartphone for the elderly.
She put her phone back in her pocket.
He reached out to Chu Xiaxia and pulled her up.
Chu Xiaoxia's pupils still trembled slightly from shock, and she opened and closed her lips several times before finally managing to utter a sound.
"Grandma, thank you... What was that just now...?"
"Girl, it's all thanks to the fact that I always kept the True Lord Qichen's live broadcast room on my desk when I was setting up my stall that I was able to borrow a bit of the True Lord's magic power to protect you."
"Qichen Zhenjun's live stream?!"
Chu Xiaoxia gasped, the resounding name instantly bringing her to her senses.
Speaking of True Lord Qichen, he is truly a legend.
The previous incarnation of True Lord Qichen was a metaphysical streamer who only recently gained access to the internet a thousand years ago.
She burst onto the scene in the live streaming industry.
During that period, her live stream room was always packed with viewers, with eight million fans eagerly awaiting her streams, and at its peak, as many as twenty million people were watching online simultaneously.
His accurate predictions and flawless divinations quickly made him famous.
Since she started broadcasting, many petty people have actually restrained their behavior.
Those who habitually commit evil deeds in the shadows were terrified that her words would expose their secrets, and their crime rate plummeted.
However, at the height of her success, she suddenly deleted her account.
That night, countless fans wailed in despair.
Without their ability to distinguish right from wrong, redress grievances, and communicate with the living and the dead, will the world return to chaos?
Coincidentally, on the same night, lightning and thunder struck Jinglan Mountain, lasting all night long.
The elderly people in Qixia Village at the foot of the mountain all say that a master is undergoing a tribulation.
When the thunderclouds dispersed, auspicious clouds filled the sky.
Flowers bloom all over the mountains and fields regardless of the season, creating a scene resembling a fairyland.
With both pieces of evidence corroborated, the fans suddenly realized the truth.
It turns out that my beloved broadcasting platform didn't just shut down, it ascended to a higher level!
Such an upright and capable person deserves to become an immortal.
Although it is regrettable that we can no longer hear her expose the injustices of the world, I cannot help but feel proud that she has ascended to the ranks of immortals.
Of course, some people scoffed, believing it was just a publicity stunt.
They eagerly awaited the farcical comeback, mocking the so-called "ascended immortal" as nothing more than a marketing gimmick.
Meanwhile, the villains hiding in the shadows finally breathed a sigh of relief.
No one can see through their shady dealings anymore.
But soon, a mysterious urban legend began to circulate in the live streaming community.
Rumor has it that occasionally someone will stumble upon a live stream room called "Red Dust Immortal Lamp" on the app.
The scene depicts a quiet and elegant courtyard, with a pear tree in full bloom, its blossoms as white as snow.
A quaint little tea table sits under the tree, a copper coin compass is quietly displayed, and a bright lamp emits a warm glow.
Strangely, the anchor was never seen in the shot.
Only the rustling of leaves in the breeze and the occasional petal falling onto the coffee table could be heard.
Strangers who wandered in mistook it for a sleep aid livestream, until...
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