Chapter 2
Ji Tang was horrified and gasped for breath. He couldn't tell whether he was frightened or in pain.
Her heart was beating like a drum, causing pain in her chest.
The nightmare energy condensed in the dream now rose around the body like a flame from the underworld.
Her body was ravaged beyond recognition by thunder and magic. She was unable to use any strength and dared not move.
I didn’t expect that I couldn’t control my body in my dreams, and the same was true when I woke up.
The situation was critical on the day of the tribulation. Ji Tang sacrificed the only remaining Nightmare Soul Pill in his body and burned his soul as a price, and with the protection of his own magic weapon, he was able to save his life.
Now her soul was severely damaged, the Nightmare Soul Pill had disappeared, and only a trace of nightmare energy emanating from the Nightmare Soul Pill remained within her body. It was unknown how long it would take to restore her soul and recondense the Nightmare Soul Pill.
She was thousands of feet below the Nine Hells, her body becoming a climbing frame for vines.
The clothes on her body had long been shattered into pieces by the bombardment of thunder and magic. If it weren't for these vines, she would really be wearing clothes made of heaven and earth.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the hand of the Border Immortal pulling her outer robe in the dream.
Jitang's pale face turned black in an instant.
She stayed as she was for a long time before temporarily using vines as clothes, finding the magic circle she had drawn at the foot of the Nine Netherworld, and returning to the Nine Netherworld Abyss.
The Nine Nether Abyss is desolate, empty and silent, without a trace of life.
The cave where he had been in seclusion day and night was razed to the ground, not even a piece of debris was left.
Half of the big pit deep in the ground is still there, and the view is a scorched earth.
Jiu Ming Tower was where she used to live. Fortunately, it was far away from the retreat cave, so she was not implicated.
She arrived in front of Jiuming Tower and saw the door was wide open.
The wooden door was carved with intricate and exquisite fish and dragon patterns. The lower half was hung on the door frame, while the upper half was tilted crookedly to one side. The fish had no fins and the dragon had no tail, looking out of place.
The carved window frame was half open and the window paper was torn.
The building was completely looted.
Furniture was smashed and burned, books were scattered all over the floor, pages covered with dust and footprints, the words burned along with the pages. Some were splashed with water, the black ink spread out, and nothing could be seen clearly.
The drawer of the treasure chest that contained spiritual herbs and elixirs was empty, with only some useless bottles and jars lying around.
There wasn't even a decorative tassel on the magic weapon.
These people all claim to be from noble and upright families, and act with a noble and upright demeanor, but look at Jiu Ming Tower, what is the difference between them and robbers and bandits?
Ji Tang was very angry and walked inside quickly, thinking that out of sight, out of mind.
Things left outside cannot be kept, but the things she sealed in the camphor wood box with nightmare energy must be there, right?
She stood in front of the camphorwood boxes, looking at a row of all opened boxes, and almost laughed out of anger.
It had been too long, and there was no trace of nightmare energy or spiritual power left on the box. She didn't know whether the person who opened the box was from the Nightmare Clan or a human monk.
Jitang said nothing and turned back upstairs.
Her bedroom was upstairs, and it was smashed up just like the downstairs.
Her favorite jade bed was nowhere to be found. Perhaps because it was made of sacred jade, it had been divided up.
There was not a single piece of clothing made of refining materials left in the closet, only two ordinary cloth clothes.
She tore off the vines on her body and changed into cloth clothes, and then she felt a little more comfortable.
Jitang walked straight to the corner.
The nightmare energy that remained here dissipated, and the wooden boards sealed by the nightmare energy were also full of cracks.
She threw the broken board aside, cut her finger, and dropped a drop of evil spirit on it.
The lower wooden board quickly absorbed the drop of blood, and the board melted away, revealing the storage bag inside.
The nightmare energy can be broken, but the nightmare energy mixed with her blood is like an added insurance, and it is not so easy to break.
They would never have thought that there was a storage bag hidden here, and it was even more impossible for them to get her blood.
This is her last bit of property.
Ji Tang sat cross-legged, took out all the pills in the storage bag, swallowed them one by one, and began to practice qigong to heal his wounds.
She was seriously injured, and these pills were a drop in the bucket for her.
All her precious elixirs were used up when she was overcoming the tribulation. Now these can only be emergency measures, at most to make her feel better and stabilize the existing nightmare energy in her body.
After the pills were used up, she found the Rongyin Mirror from her magic weapon.
The Rongyin Treasure Mirror was obtained by her a hundred years ago. By activating it with nightmare energy or spiritual power and infusing it with some spiritual power, it can change the appearance and voice according to the user's thoughts. It can also conceal the nightmare energy so that no one can recognize her appearance. Even if others know that she is from the Nightmare Clan, they will not associate her with the Nightmare Lord.
She activated the Rongyin Mirror and transformed herself into a country girl dressed in cloth.
In the past, she lived alone in Jiu Ming Yuan. Her only hobby besides cultivation was growing flowers and vegetables. If she went down the mountain with this identity, it would not attract attention easily, and it would not be exposed if she talked about it.
She had no idea what the world was like now, so she could only go down the mountain and slowly find out.
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Jiu Mingyuan is located in Chenwuzhou, bordering Dongqi Kingdom, but it is not within the territory of Dongqi Kingdom. It is a territory opened up by Jitang.
The peaks of Jiu Ming Yuan are towering into the clouds, with cliffs thousands of feet high. For ordinary people without cultivation, it is a barrier that they cannot cross in their lifetime.
She appeared in the forest at the bottom of Jiumingyuan Mountain through a magic circle, startling the birds in the trees. They flapped their wings and flew away, shaking off a few new leaves from the branches.
As the sky gradually darkened, she took out a flying sword from her storage bag, flew out of the forest at a low altitude, and followed the dirt road, intending to find a small town within the borders of Dongqi Country to stay for the night.
This place is still far away from the main city, and the gates of the outer small town close early at night. When she arrived, she just caught up with the last wave of people entering the city.
The two soldiers guarding the city gate held spears in their hands and looked straight ahead.
There were also a few soldiers wandering in the procession entering the city, occasionally checking the people's packages.
Monks were considered superior to the common people, and when the soldiers saw Jitang coming down from the flying sword, they went straight to meet him.
He clasped his fists and asked, "Is this monk passing through or entering the city?"
Ji Tang retracted his flying sword and clasped his fists, saying, "Go into the city, thank you for your patience."
"You're welcome. May I ask if anything major has happened in our small town recently? Quite a few masters of cultivation have come here in the past few days."
Ji Tang had just come down from the Jiu Ming Abyss and knew nothing, so he shook his head.
The soldier assumed she didn't want to talk, so he stepped aside and said, "Please enter the city."
She went to the teahouse first when she entered the city. It was a good place to get information.
Ji Tang ordered a pot of tea and asked the waiter, "I heard from the city guards that many monks have entered the city in the past few days. Do you know why they came here?"
The waiter wiped the table for Jitang and said with a nod and a bow, "We are common people. When we ask the masters, they don't bother to pay attention to us. We just heard that they said they were going up the mountain in the next few days, but we don't know what they were going to do there."
Jitang threw the few copper coins he had to him, and the waiter left happily.
She didn't get any news, so she left the teahouse and found a nearby inn to stay in.
The inn was overcrowded, with only two or three vacant rooms left at the end of the corridor in a bad location.
She went into her room to meditate and heal her wounds, intending to spend the night like that.
The nightmare energy circulated in her body according to the internal martial arts technique she practiced, the Nightmare Yuan Yan Shang Jue. With each cycle, the nightmare energy became more condensed.
When the nightmare energy is full and reaches the Golden Core stage, she can use the nightmare energy to condense the Nightmare Soul Pill again.
The night deepens.
Ji Tang noticed something was wrong and opened his eyes again, only to find that he was no longer in the inn room.
This bedroom is much larger than the one in the inn. Candles are burning on the octagonal table and the wooden shelves in the four corners of the room. The carved furniture looks old and emits a faint wood fragrance.
She is not familiar with the room, but she is familiar with the bed.
The mahogany bed is hollowed out and inlaid with jade, and the jade is carved with images of waves.
A soft brocade quilt and a jade pillow leaning against it.
The plain blue satin bed curtains were embroidered with silver cloud and thunder patterns, and were tied with a royal blue rope on each side. The outer layer of tulle hung on both sides, with tassels hanging down.
A man approached from behind and held her in his arms.
Then her right shoulder dropped slightly, and the other person put his chin on her shoulder.
The hot breath he exhaled swept across Ji Tang's neck, making her shrink instinctively, but her body could not move.
Behind again!
Ji Tang was so stiff that he couldn't breathe properly.
She unknowingly entered the dream of the Border Immortal.
Su Jinzhou was hugging her, and from the wide sleeves one could tell that he was still wearing a black robe, with golden patterns flickering in the candlelight.
He folded his arms, and Jitang's back pressed tightly against his chest.
Ji Tang felt him slowly lower his head, burying his face in her neck, and a soft sigh sounded in her ears.
She heard a sense of relief and joy.
What is he worried about?
He is the Border Immortal.
Before Border Immortal Venerable cultivated immortality, he was spotted by the traveling True Man Wu Shu, now the leader of Su Xuan Sect, because of his extraordinary talent. He was introduced to the path of cultivating immortality, and he then became True Man Wu Shu's disciple.
When he first entered the sect to cultivate spiritual power, he stood out among his peers and often took the lead.
When he formed the golden elixir, most of his peers were still in the consecration and fusion stages. Su Jinzhou's name became famous throughout the world of cultivation. For a time, no one could match him and he was unrivaled in fame.
Afterwards, he left everyone else far behind and cultivated his skills to the Mahayana stage, becoming the cultivator with the greatest potential to ascend to the immortal world in thousands of years. He was called the Border Immortal by everyone.
After several hundred years, he crossed the tribulation period and could survive the thunder tribulation of ascension, earlier than Jitang.
Logically speaking, he should have successfully overcome the tribulation and ascended to the immortal realm by now.
Ji Tang didn't know why she fell into the dream, nor was she sure whether it was her own dream or Su Jinzhou's dream.
If it were her own...
Ji Tang was struck by lightning.
How could she, a dignified Nightmare Lord, have such a dream?!
"Is it cold?"
Ji Tang's attention was called back by Su Jinzhou. She was speechless and was taken to sink into the soft bed, resting her head on Su Jinzhou's arm.
He pulled the quilt over them both.
"The wind in early spring is still cold, you have to stay closer to me." Su Jinzhou said, and hugged her closer.
Ji Tang was already in his arms, and now his face was almost touching his chest. If he was any closer, he would be wrapped in his robe.
Su Jinzhou also has a woody fragrance on his body. This fragrance is originally cold and light, but because it can only be smelled when you get close, the cold and light fragrance adds a layer of indescribable meaning.
Ji Tang stared at the patterns on his outer robe, unable to make any expression, but his heart felt like it was being roasted on fire.
This was not her dream, it couldn't be her dream, it definitely wasn't her dream!
Su Jinzhou stepped back a little, bent down, and touched Jitang's forehead with his lips.
This is not her...
Jitang was boiling with anger.
Even if she is the Border Immortal Lord, she will be severely beaten once she is able to move!
After a night of sleep, the boats separated as soon as they touched each other, and Ji Tang breathed a sigh of relief.
But before she could finish her breath, he slowly moved down and kissed her eyes.
She had kept her eyes tightly closed from the beginning. If the frequency of her pupils vibrating was any faster, the Border Immortal's slightly raised mouth would have been shaken back by her.
A muffled laugh came from above my head.
Ji Tang suddenly opened his eyes and met Su Jinzhou's smiling eyes.
"I've never seen you so nervous." He kissed her cheek again and deliberately looked at her wide eyes. His gaze stopped on Ji Tang's peach-pink lips. His smile faded, but his eyes deepened.
Immortal Lord!
It's late at night, why not just stop talking?
The Immortal Venerable half-closed his eyes, his gaze drooping. He did not lift Ji Tang's chin, but lowered his body and approached her from bottom to top.
Ji Tang held his breath, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.
Su Jinzhou's breath sprayed on her skin, and the two of them were getting closer and closer.
Jitang stepped back hard and his body moved suddenly.
Then his back hit the wooden bed rails with such force that the bed creaked under the weight, swayed from side to side, and fell down at an angle - two legs of the bed were broken.
She slid down the bed to the floor, looked at the simple room, and knew that she had woken up from her dream.
My heart was still beating fast and my body felt numb.
There was a knock on the door.
The waiter asked from outside the door: "Sir, what happened?"
Jitang quickly stood up, straightened his hair, and walked to open the door.
The waiter saw the shabby wooden bed in the room and felt distressed. "Hey, sir, what happened?"
Ji Tang: "Something went wrong during my training. Please put the bed on my account and change the room for me."
She had no copper coins left, so she could only see if she could exchange them for magic weapons when the time came.
Upon hearing this, the waiter hurriedly said, "So you are an expert! I will go and clean up the room for you right away! Do you want breakfast brought upstairs or can you eat downstairs?"
Jitang looked towards the window frame and realized that it was already daybreak.
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