Chapter 8
In Jitang's sight, the carved bed frame became blurred, and Su Jinzhou's profile was particularly clear.
As soon as she turned her eyes, she could see Su Jinzhou's long and thick eyelashes, casting a dark shadow under his eyes, trembling slightly, like the feathers of a bird about to spread its wings and fly.
His breathing was a little heavy, and his hands that were holding Jitang's shoulders were shaking.
Ji Tang guessed that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.
She really wanted to know what he was thinking.
The dream is always unsolved.
The Su Jinzhou she knew would never be like the one in her dream.
The two people's breathing inevitably intertwined, Ji Tang was completely covered in the black clothes, and the faint wood fragrance enveloped her. Her head was buzzing and she held her breath unconsciously.
The kiss was heavy and powerful, but it didn't go any further.
Su Jinzhou pushed the bed a little further away from Ji Tang. He wiped her dry lower lip with his other hand and looked at her without blinking: "Breathe."
Jitang breathed subconsciously.
There was a smile in Su Jinzhou's eyes, but it was slightly bitter.
He sat sideways next to Jitang, "I want it to be like this every night."
Jitang: “…”
"But I know this is wrong." Su Jinzhou looked at Ji Tang with tenderness and affection. "I want to see you, but if I let it go, sooner or later I will go crazy, and then I will never see you again."
Ji Tang was puzzled and looked at him.
Su Jinzhou lowered his head, and she couldn't see his expression clearly. She could only tell from his tense jaw that he was trying his best to endure, as if forcing himself to suppress and fight against something, and this process was obviously very difficult.
He raised his hand to his heart and said in a hoarse voice, "There is a demon here. I have to control it, but I don't want to kill it, but I can't let it continue to grow wildly..."
What?
Ji Tang was even more puzzled.
Su Jinzhou leaned against Jitang, leaning closer, his eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.
His eyes were red, "I may not be able to show up so often anymore."
Jitang's eyes lit up.
His gentle voice still lingered in my ears, but its content was unusually cold: "I already know who most of the people from that time were. I will kill them one by one."
Su Jinzhou's words were like the devil's whisper, making Ji Tang feel cold all over.
Who do you want to kill?
You are going to ascend to become an immortal, so you cannot commit the sin of killing!
Su Jinzhou lay beside Jitang and held Jitang's hand.
Ji Tang was still walking into the cold winter, his hands were full of coldness.
Su Jinzhou's eyes never left Jitang, "It's almost dawn. Wait for me..."
The words were not finished.
Jitang clenched his hands hard to grab something, but his hands were empty.
She maintained her meditation posture, looking at the darkness in the room and breathing deeply.
After three dreams, she was sure that this dream was not hers, but Su Jinzhou's.
When a nightmare enters a dream, it will not appear in its original appearance or shape, but will transform into the person the dream owner wants to see the most. This is how the dream owner practices by eating dreams, and nightmares are the best among them.
Some nightmares will directly change the dream or torture the dream owner in order to make the dream owner have a nightmare.
She had no idea who Su Jinzhou wanted to see.
Second... forget about interfering with the dream. She couldn't move or speak in the dream, she couldn't do anything. It was all in vain.
Ji Tang felt the increasing nightmare energy in his body.
Su Jinzhou's dream was not a pure sweet dream, nor was it a pure nightmare.
After eating the dream, the nightmare will gradually refine the dream into purity and turn it into nightmare energy.
But Su Jinzhou's dreams were all pure nightmare energy, which she didn't need to refine at all. It could directly merge with the nightmare energy in her body without her noticing any difference.
She had never encountered this situation before and didn't know the reason.
But compared to all this, she wanted to know who Su Jinzhou was going to kill. From what he said, it seemed like he was going to kill more than one person.
Does this have anything to do with his failure in overcoming the tribulation?
Given his current status, who would want to risk their life to provoke him?
Jitang was full of questions but couldn't get any answers.
If Su Jinzhou's sins of killing are too serious and damage his heart and morality, it will be a serious matter that will cut off his cultivation and prevent him from ascending to heaven.
Jitang finished his training and got out of bed.
We have to find a way to get into Qianli Yanbo.
She came to Xin Pavilion wearing a blue and white disciple uniform and saw Yang Xiaoluan was already there.
"Brother, I'm late."
Yang Xiaoluan poked his head out from behind the wooden frame and said, "It's just dawn. You're here too early."
Ji Tang walked over and asked, "Brother, why are you here so early?"
"I came here last night because I wanted to finish the work at hand." Yang Xiaoluan looked at her and smiled, "This dress fits me very well..."
He was suddenly startled, "Junior sister, are you in the late stage of enlightenment?"
Jitang responded: "Good luck."
Yang Xiaoluan couldn't believe it. "You must be incredibly lucky to be able to advance two levels in one night, right?"
He obviously didn't believe it. "Either your spiritual roots are too strong, or you took some magic medicine."
Ji Tang squatted beside Yang Xiaoluan and sorted the envelopes together. He made up an excuse: "I had some opportunities in Zhiyuan Mountain."
Yang Xiaoluan: "I think so. However, opportunities are opportunities, and improving your cultivation still requires steady progress. Although you have reached the late stage of enlightenment, if you advance too quickly, your foundation will definitely be unstable. Don't take it lightly."
Before the Golden Core Stage, cultivators can rely entirely on chance, or barter with spirit stones and magical treasures of equal value, in exchange for the advanced elixirs they need.
It takes others decades or even hundreds of years to advance one level, but elixirs can easily save a long time and allow cultivators to quickly improve their levels.
But disadvantages come with it.
A cultivator who relies on elixirs to improve himself must have an unstable foundation. If he does not consolidate his foundation in time, he may never be able to improve again in his lifetime. Even worse, he may die because he cannot bear the pressure brought by the jump.
To advance in cultivation, one needs to improve both spiritual power and the soul at the same time.
For example, Jitang’s Nightmare Clan improves both their nightmare energy and their primordial spirit at the same time.
Nightmare Qi is a form of cultivation. Only when one’s cultivation reaches the Golden Core Stage can one produce the Nightmare Soul Pill.
The primordial spirit is the elevation of the state of mind and enlightenment.
Both are indispensable and complement each other to achieve the great goal.
Ji Tang did not get any good luck. She was already at the Tribulation Crossing Stage. Although she was injured and regressed, if she wanted to cultivate back, it would be much faster than a cultivator who started from the beginning.
Jitang tied up a pile of envelopes and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for the reminder."
Yang Xiaoluan waved his hand, "Don't be polite with me." He placed several stacks of envelopes in front of Jitang, "These have been divided according to the peaks. You should send them to the respective peaks, and make sure not to send them to the wrong cave."
Jitang put these into the storage bag.
Yang Xiaoluan: "If you can't finish the delivery, go again in the afternoon. Remember to come back for lunch."
A cultivator can only practice fasting completely when he reaches the Golden Elixir stage. Before that, he still needs to eat, but the food will mostly be light.
Jitang agreed.
She used the Xin Pavilion token to pass through the inner gate and flew to the peaks on her sword.
When she had put most of the letters in the storage bag, she came to Qianli Yanbo again.
Night is the best camouflage for sneaking in, and it is more difficult to sneak in during the day.
So Ji Tang simply didn't hide and appeared openly outside Qianli Yanbo's protective shield.
Her body crashed into the protective shield and she fell onto the flying sword with a cry of "ouch".
The thousands of miles of sea and water in the daytime are shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.
The protective shield rippled away and soon returned to calm.
She said to herself, "Strange...why can't I get in?"
This was said to Su Jinzhou.
She wasn't sure if Su Jinzhou noticed what she said, but the show still had to go on.
If Su Jinzhou wanted to see, he could see everything that happened on her side.
She couldn't cut corners, lest she arouse suspicion.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the vast sea of smoke.
Ji Tang stood up with his sword in hand, puzzled: "Why is there no one here? This letter cannot be delayed..."
She took out the Xin Pavilion token and flew towards the protective shield again on her sword.
The token of Xin Pavilion is not omnipotent.
There are many sacred peaks along the line of Emperor Xuanzong.
Some spiritual peaks can be entered and exited with the Xin Pavilion token - these spiritual peaks have new disciples.
Some sacred peaks, such as Qianli Yanbo, are the territories of the Immortal Lords. Forget the Xin Pavilion token; even other peak masters must first obtain Su Jinzhou's approval before entering.
Seeing that Ji Tang was about to hit the protective shield again, Su Jinzhou's voice, enhanced by spiritual power, came out from within the thousand-mile smoke and waves, "Leave quickly."
Cold and indifferent.
If other disciples who don't know Qianli Yanbo heard this, they would think that the masters of cultivation there are unfathomable and would be discouraged.
But Ji Tang didn't. Not only did she not leave, she came up with another plan when one failed. She bowed to the inside and said loudly: "Sorry to interrupt your practice, senior. I am a disciple of Xin Pavilion and I have come to deliver a letter!"
She bowed and waited for a long time before Su Jinzhou said, "There are no new disciples here."
After he finished speaking, the protective shield suddenly lit up, and Ji Tang was instantly ejected far away.
Her body was suspended in mid-air, and if she hadn't been holding on to the flying sword, she would have fallen.
After a long night on the boat, Ji Tang had no choice but to take a risk.
She exuded a dark purple nightmare aura, and with the Myriad Hidden Cover, she obscured her unique aura from the nightmare aura. She turned back to the flying sword and said, "Then I will take my leave."
When the flying sword was about to leave, a suction force suddenly grabbed her and dragged her straight into the vast sea of smoke.
Ji Tang's flying sword fell and was quickly obscured by the sea of clouds.
She was pulled to the main peak by a huge suction force, and her continuous screams echoed in the silent and quiet sea of smoke.
The suction disappeared and she fell to the ground from mid-air.
This time he fell hard and Ji Tang groaned.
When she raised her head, although she was grinning, she still gave a flattering smile.
Su Jinzhou walked out of the cave and stood in front of her.
The black clothes were blown up by the wind.
She gradually looked up and saw his bloodshot eyes, and was shocked.
Su Jinzhou lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on her.
"The Nightmare Clan."
Ji Tang gathered his thoughts, climbed up using his hands and feet, and saluted: "Immortal Lord!"
She took out the Xin Pavilion token and said, "This is actually the Immortal Venerable's sacred peak. I got lost and went to the wrong place."
Su Jinzhou didn't seem to hear what she said. He was only concerned about her identity. "Now that the Nightmare Clan has disappeared from the world, how did you enter the Suxuan Sect, and who allowed you to join the sect?"
Four hundred years have passed, and Ji Tang still has no idea about the Nightmare Clan's situation.
She raised her eyes cautiously, met Su Jinzhou's cold gaze, then immediately lowered her head and said, "I followed you to Suxuan Sect. Senior Sun Qichou asked me to stay in Xin Pavilion of Qingbai Tower."
She sold Sun Qichou without any psychological burden.
Silence spreads.
Ji Tang couldn't stand the silence, so he simply looked up and said, "I came back from Zhiyuan Mountain with the Immortal Venerable. Do you still remember—"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong spiritual power attacked him, and Ji Tang was knocked to the ground without any ability to fight back.
Her throat tasted fishy and sweet, her hands tightly grasped a handful of grass, and her whole body was in pain.
She knew that Su Jinzhou was just making a random attack, which would have been no different from tickling in the past.
But now she can't use the power of her soul. In front of Su Jinzhou, her cultivation level in the late stage of Kaiguang is easier than stepping on an ant to death.
"After Lord Nightmare passed away, the Nightmare Clan has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years, yet you came to my sect without any concealment, and tried every means to enter my Thousand Miles of Misty Waves."
With every word Su Jinzhou spoke, his eyes grew colder, "Are you planning to follow Xuanzong or the thousand-mile smoke wave?"
Jitang gripped the grass even tighter.
What does it mean that the Nightmare Clan has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years?
She still doesn't know why the famous and righteous sects all came to Jiu Mingyuan to kill her.
The Nightmare Clan is now unable to show up in the world. Is it related to her?
Jitang has a lot of thoughts.
"I don't know." Ji Tang lowered his head, hiding the expression in his eyes, "...disciple doesn't know."
There were so many things she didn't know.
Everything is strange and unpredictable.
Another spiritual power fell on his body, and Ji Tang spat out a mouthful of blood. She even pulled out a piece of grass.
"I come from Tiaotiao Village, at the foot of Jiumingyuan Mountain."
The spiritual power came down on his head, and Ji Tang was knocked into the air and then fell heavily.
Every word written by Su Jinzhou was stained with blood: "There has never been a distant village at the foot of the Jiumingyuan Mountain."
Ji Tang was shocked.
How did he know there wasn't one?!
Ji Tang kept coughing, and blood foam splattered all over his chin.
She managed to stand up, "Little one..."
She no longer calls herself a disciple.
"I was going to Zhiyuan City to search for dreams for food, but I accidentally followed a disciple of the Qianjian Sect to Zhiyuan Mountain. I was later captured by the Qianjian Sect disciples and used as a sacrifice to the 'ghosts and gods'. It was the two monks Lang Yu and Tan Wen who saved me."
She raised her sleeve to wipe away the blood, and the blue-white disciple uniform suddenly became more dirty and bloodstained.
"I was going to escape once the matter was settled, but the Immortal Venerable suddenly appeared on Zhiyuan Mountain, saying he wanted to find the Nightmare Venerable's magic weapon."
"I followed you after I heard about the Nightmare Master's magical weapon. Since Suxuan Sect hadn't yet recruited disciples, I took advantage of the kindness of two cultivators, Lang Yu and Tan Wen, and found a job with Senior Sun."
"...I want to find an opportunity to stay in Suxuan Sect and go to Qianliyanbo to find the Qingyu Jingxin Bell."
Ji Tang had used the Green Jade Meditation Bell, and the magic weapon bore the aura of her nightmare.
The nightmare aura of the Nightmare Lord is what all members of the Nightmare Clan want.
Absorbing the nightmare energy of the Nightmare Lord is equivalent to absorbing the pure cultivation of a high level.
Even if the low-level Nightmare Clan absorbs hundreds or thousands of dreams, they still cannot reach such a concentration. What's more, they don't have to work hard to digest the dreams, and can benefit greatly from directly absorbing them.
Like nightmare energy and spiritual power, although it is impossible to tell who the user is, there are many channels to find the source of nightmare energy or spiritual power, such as the nightmare energy of the Nightmare Lord on the Green Jade Meditation Bell. For the Nightmare Clan, the breath of the Nightmare Lord is very easy to recognize - because it is strong enough and unique.
The excuse she made was impeccable.
The spiritual power above his head did not appear again.
Ji Tang breathed a sigh of relief, barely perceptible.
"Immortal Venerable, the Nightmare Venerable's nightmare aura is too tempting for us. I was momentarily bewildered... I still have another magical weapon from the Nightmare Venerable. I will present it to you. Please spare my life!"
Jitang begged while cursing in his heart.
Everyone knows that she, the Nightmare Lord, holds a grudge. She has memorized these two spiritual powers from Su Jinzhou and will return them sooner or later!
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