Chapter 307 A Love Tribulation That's Hard to Overcome (The End)
The little filth slept in his palm for three hundred years.
When he woke up, it had grown bigger and jumped onto his shoulder, saying happily, "I dreamt about you!"
"What did you dream about?" he asked.
"I dreamt that we lived together inside flowers, watched the stars together, and saw so many people." It enthusiastically described the scene in its dream to him, then rubbed its face, "It was so interesting!"
Master even touched noses with it, but for some reason it didn't quite look like touching noses, and it seemed a little embarrassed to say it.
"Do you remember what you ate?" he asked.
The little imp nodded: "I've eaten a lot of things, but I remember them all. The best thing was the fairy spirit that Little Immortal Lord gave me. I like it the most."
He pinched the small, filthy thing and asked, "Do you remember what you ate before the lightning started striking you?"
The little creature nodded vigorously: "Once, I happened to see the Little Immortal Lord passing by, so I secretly followed him, but he walked too fast and I could never catch up. Later, I fell asleep from exhaustion. When I woke up, I found that a civet had carried me back to its den. There were many white bones there, as well as many primordial spirits. I was too weak, so I had no choice but to swallow all the bones and eat all the civets. My stomach hurt for several days... Then lightning started chasing and striking me, which hurt me a lot. I even forgot that I was chasing the Little Immortal Lord."
“Those bones and primordial spirits—” He looked at the small, filthy thing and suspected something was wrong.
The little creature patted its belly and said, "It was digested a long time ago, that happened many years ago."
He took the little creature to the cave it had mentioned, and sure enough, he found some remnants of chaotic energy there. Chaos wanted to be born, but its core was sealed. It only secretly released a shell that could house it, waiting for the right moment. In order to avoid attracting attention, it chose a dirty and dark underground cave, maintaining its physical form by absorbing the remnants of souls and spirits brought back by the crane fox. But unexpectedly, it was swallowed by a little creature...
Yao Yan roughly deduced the whole story and asked, "Why do you insist on chasing after me—my little immortal lord?"
"That day was his ten-thousandth birthday, and I wanted to give him the biggest and most beautiful flower from the Seven Killings Tree," the little filthy creature said dejectedly. "Unfortunately, the flower was trampled by the crane fox."
Yao Yan was taken aback.
“Little Immortal Lord is really good. Although he sometimes thinks I’m dirty, he still gives me delicious fairy spirits. Those immortals value their fairy spirits so much that they wouldn’t just give any filthy creature to eat. And later in the Demon Forest, he stopped thinking I was dirty and even agreed to be my good friend.” The little filthy creature said, perched on his shoulder. “I like him the most.”
"And what about me?" Yao Yan poked its forehead.
“You are very good too, just as good as Yao Yan.” The little creature was unusually clever. “This is the first time someone has been willing to stay with me for so long. I like sleeping in your hands.”
Yao Yan remained silent for a long time before speaking: "I need to go down to the mortal realm to bring back the Chaos Core, but I need to first determine which world the Chaos Core has fallen into. The thing you ate in the cave was the container chosen by the Chaos Core. In this way, only you in the world can smelt the Chaos Core and even control the power inside. Are you... willing to go down to the mortal realm to bring the Chaos Core up for me?"
"Can you feed me every day?" the little filth asked.
"Yes." He patted its deflated belly again and gave it a piece of immortal spirit. "This is from the little immortal lord."
The little creature immediately perked up, jumping onto his wrist and searching around: "Is he here? Where is he?"
“He saw you were asleep, so he left again,” Yao Yan said.
The little creature sat down dejectedly: "If I could turn into a human, could I practice swordsmanship with the little immortal lord?"
It peeked at Changning practicing swordsmanship with Xiaoxianjun, and Xiaoxianjun seemed very happy.
"Um."
"Then I want to become human, so I can practice swordsmanship and walk on two legs," the little filth said.
"Can."
"I'm willing, please put me down quickly, I want to come back soon." It did not hesitate.
“But after bringing you up, I may not be able to separate you from the Chaos Core. Perhaps you will be sealed into the Divine Gate,” Yao Yan explained to him.
What is a seal?
"It will seal your consciousness, like you're locked in a small box, and you'll have to sleep for a very, very long time, without seeing anyone." He tried to explain it in simple terms.
"Will you wake me up?" The little creature began to feel afraid.
"Yes." He nodded.
It seemed a little relieved, and after sitting on his wrist for a while, it hesitated for a moment. "Then can you come down to the mortal realm to accompany me? I'm a little scared."
“I will go with you,” Yao Yan said.
"Alright, then you'd better come down to the mortal realm as soon as possible to become my disciple. And remember to wake me up early after you seal me away." It tugged at Yao Yan's sleeve. "Okay?"
"Um."
"Can I call you master now?" it asked him expectantly. "I've already promised to do so many things for you."
“…” Yao Yan fell silent again.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the little creature muttered to itself with its back to him, "Fine, I don't care if you don't want me to call you master. I don't care about any master. I wish the little immortal lord was my master. He's so powerful, he definitely wouldn't lock me in a little box to sleep. He also has delicious immortal spirits and would give me luminous pearls..."
"Scream." Yao Yan pinched its belly and turned it to face him. "The lower realm is not as simple as you think. I need to be prepared. I will take you down with me when the time comes."
He could use the excuse of undergoing a tribulation of love to take it down with him. It was clumsy and timid, and it certainly wouldn't be able to survive on its own as an unclean creature. Perhaps he could use some means to make it his companion, or another creature with a closer relationship.
"Master?" the little impurity tilted its head and called out to him.
“…Hmm.” Yao Yan patted its head. “Idiot.”
The little imp laughed happily, hugged his finger and said, "Master, you must come and keep me company often. I'm all alone here. It's scary when it rains and the wind blows after dark... Remember to bring more of Little Immortal Lord's spirits. Just tell him that his best friend wants to eat them."
This filth has always been insatiable. After determining the location of the Chaos Core, it originally intended to discard it, but instead, every now and then, it would sneak out of the Celestial Palace with many odds and ends and come to the tree to look for it.
As soon as he reaches out, the little impurities hidden in the flowers will cry out for their master and jump into his palm.
"Master!" The little imp sat on his lap, tiptoed, and rummaged through his storage jade pendant. "I can smell the fragrance of immortals!"
It was happily munching on a large piece of fairy spirit.
Yao Yan made a small bed for it using spirit clouds, but found that it would eat the bed when it fell asleep. So he replaced it with Northern Darkness Jade and put it in a small box made of nanmu wood. He also put the immortal spirits and spirit clouds of different flavors into many small bags to prevent the aura from leaking out and attracting other magical beasts. He told it to untie the rope and eat a small piece when it was hungry—but it always ate it all at once, so he had no choice but to come up with this method.
It is only allowed to eat its fill when Yao Yan comes to visit.
"Clothes." He made a small white outfit for the little filth.
The little creature was so excited that it stopped eating the fairy spirit, put on its clothes, and jumped around: "I have clothes!"
But he soon discovered that white clothes get dirty easily, and the little filth likes to crawl around everywhere. Wearing black clothes makes him blend in with the filth, so he had no choice but to use red.
It was like a cluster of tiny flames, circling around Yao Yan.
Every time Yao Yan came to see it, he felt relaxed. He didn't have to think about cultivation, nor did he worry about the future destruction of the Immortal Realm and the chaos of the Divine Gate. There were still ten thousand years before he could undergo the tribulation of love. He had already come up with a better way to avoid sealing this little filthy thing.
When it rains or the wind blows at night, he would come to the tree, put the shivering little creature in his front pocket, and then take it to see the sea of clouds above the lightning. He would tell it about his childhood. There were some things that the proud little immortal lord couldn't say to others, but now he was just a low-level immortal, and the other party was just a simple little creature, so he didn't feel any burden.
Later, he visited the little imp more and more frequently, and began to teach it some cultivation methods, how to store immortal spirits, and how to bypass the gates of the immortal palace to see the little immortal lord. Later, he took the little imp with him when he went to the Three Realms and Nine Provinces for training. The two of them ate and slept together, fought and caused trouble together, and occasionally teased the old-fashioned immortal who made the little immortal lord unhappy. Their days were rich and interesting.
Of course, they do argue occasionally.
For example, the little impure creature eats dirty things and refuses to spit them out; the little impure creature can never get enough of looking at the little immortal lord and always wants to run to the immortal palace; and the little impure creature, who is not very smart, suddenly discovers one day that his favorite master is his good friend, the little immortal lord Yaoyan.
They were already over 20,000 years old at that time, and in a few thousand years, Yao Yan would be able to descend to the mortal realm to undergo his love tribulation.
Yao Yan was so busy that day that he spent the whole day helping Ling Yin with official business, then Yao Shuo checked his swordsmanship and he sparred with his father for half a day. On the way back, he was also tested by Tiao Xu. Without even taking a break, he took Xian Ling and a bag of spiritual clouds to find his little filthy thing.
As a result, his immortal power was exhausted. When he was playing with the little filthy creature's cheek, the illusion disappeared, revealing the handsome face of the little immortal lord.
Both the person and the filth froze in place.
"Where is my... master?" The little impurity looked at the little immortal lord in confusion. Over the past few thousand years, it had become somewhat clever under Yao Yan's tutelage. After thinking for a moment, it exclaimed in shock, "The little immortal lord is my master. That's why my master was able to bring me so many of the little immortal lord's spirits and forbid me from bothering you all the time. You're lying to me."
Little Immortal Lord rarely experienced such an embarrassing moment. He looked at his apprentice, who was filled with shock and anger, and said, "I was just trying to conceal my identity so that no one would find out."
“But you lied to me,” the little creature said angrily. “Give me back my master.”
Although he liked Yaoyan the little immortal very much, his master had been with him for thousands of years. Compared to that, he had long since fallen in love with his good master the most. The little immortal could only stay in the beautiful immortal palace and busy himself around every day, but his master would teach him to cultivate, bring him delicious food, make him pretty little clothes and a little bed, and take him to play everywhere. When it rained or thundered, his master would put him in his arms!
“I am your master.” Yao Yan patted its little head. “I lied to you, and I apologize.”
The little creature burst into tears, clearly not wanting to accept it: "I want my master! Go away!"
It believed that the little immortal had eaten its master.
No matter how Yao Yan explained, it just didn't understand. Finally, the little immortal lord, feeling embarrassed and helpless, also became angry: "Then I'll leave!"
Then he left without looking back, and remained in a terrible mood all the way back to the Celestial Palace.
He told me long ago not to take such a stupid filth as an apprentice!
A few days later, another thunderstorm struck near the Demon Forest. By nightfall, the wind and rain were fierce. Yao Yan stood by the window, staring at the towering Seven Kill Tree in the distance for a long time. In the end, he couldn't hold back any longer. It wasn't that he had calmed down; he just wanted to see if that little filth had admitted his mistake.
He prepared a bag full of fairy spirits and a box of spirit clouds of various flavors. After thinking for a moment, he also found many fun little things in the storeroom and couldn't wait to step out of the door.
"Yaoyan, where are you going?" Ling Yin's voice suddenly came from the side.
"Mother." He paused for a moment, then bowed to Ling Yin. "I have to go out for a while."
"Did you secretly take that little filth under the Seven Killings Tree as your disciple?" Ling Yin's tone was slightly cold.
Yao Yan's heart sank, and he said, "That is indeed true, but I had a reason for taking it as my disciple, which is—"
"No need to explain," Ling Yin interrupted him hastily. "You can't take it as your apprentice."
"Why?" Yao Yan frowned unhappily.
“It is the container chosen by the Chaos Core. Once the Chaos Core is found, it will be sealed into the Divine Gate together,” Ling Yin said. “I suppose you already knew about this.”
“Mother, it’s just an ignorant little filth that has never done anything wrong. It only accidentally swallowed the container. I have found a solution. I will take it with me to the lower realm to undergo its tribulation, and I will still take it as my disciple and teach it. Then I will bring it back to the upper realm with me.”
"Enough." Ling Yin's eyes turned cold. "You're too young to understand the seriousness of this matter."
“Mother, I know.” Yao Yan looked up and met its gaze. “I will save everyone.”
"Shut up." Ling Yin's face was pale. "When did you find out about this?"
“I saw all the preparations you and Father made from the day I returned from the Demon Forest,” Yao Yan said. “But I can do better. Heaven may be ruthless, but it always leaves a glimmer of hope. I can do it.”
“This matter has nothing to do with you,” Ling Yin said sternly. “Go back, and do not step out of your bedchamber without my permission.”
“Mother, I am no longer a child who is hundreds of years old,” Yao Yan said calmly. “You cannot imprison me, and I will not allow you to dispose of my disciple at will.”
"Your father and I have truly spoiled you to the point of being lawless." Ling Yin was unusually angry. "Are you going to defy us for the sake of some filth?"
"I'm just stating the facts." Yao Yan bowed respectfully. "I suppose Mother only just discovered that I know it, otherwise she wouldn't have rushed over so hastily."
Having been exposed, Ling Yin was unable to tell him the truth, and only said, "You don't need to concern yourself with this matter anymore."
"What if I insist on interfering?" Yao Yan raised his head, refusing to yield an inch.
"Then give it a try." Ling Yin glanced at him, then turned and left.
Yao Yan was born into a life of ease and favoritism. He was exceptionally talented and was taught by the number one person in the Immortal Realm. He was extremely arrogant by nature. Even after witnessing the omens of the Immortal Realm's destruction, he still dared to defy the Heavenly Dao and unify the Immortal Realm. In his eyes, his father and mother were too sentimental and tolerant of the Three Realms and the Nine Provinces. His so-called saving of everyone was not out of concern for the common people, but because he had long regarded these people as his possessions. He only needed the existence of all living beings in his power.
He enjoys the pleasure of wielding power and being all-powerful, and he also enjoys being carefree with filthy creatures. These two things are not contradictory to him, and besides, he is confident that he can have the best of both worlds.
But Ling Yin soon taught him a lesson.
That day, a storm raged around the Seven Killings Tree, and lightning flashed and thunder roared throughout the Nine Heavens. The little imp had prepared the most beautiful Seven Killings flowers, intending to go to the Nine Heavens to reconcile with his master, the Little Immortal Lord. However, he was blocked by a group of guards who suddenly appeared. He tried desperately to escape, but to no avail, and was casually thrown down to the lower realm. Meanwhile, Yao Yan, alone with his sword, fought sixteen immortals from Lingyin Immortal Palace and Yao Shuo Immortal Palace. He stood at the entrance of Yao Yan Palace, covered in wounds, but ultimately could not take a single step out. The Little Immortal Lord collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, and the immortal spirit hanging from his waist scattered all over the ground.
He was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep for three thousand years.
He opened his eyes and saw Kong Xuan, who told him that it was time for him to undergo a tribulation of love.
On that day, if it weren't for the timely appearance of the High God Ling Yin, the awakened Little Immortal Lord Yao Yan would have almost killed Immortal Lord Kong Xuan of the Si Ming Palace.
Ling Yin told him that the little filth had long been banished to the mortal realm and was now undergoing tribulation in some unknown world. When the time was right, it would be able to transcend tribulation and become an immortal, and there would be a day when they would reunite.
“But you had already planned to use it as a container to seal the Chaos Core. Even if it becomes an immortal, it still cannot survive.” After Yao Yan finished speaking, Ling Yin remained silent for a long time.
She asked, "Why are you so concerned about this little filth?"
"He is my disciple." After much thought, the little immortal found the most convincing reason, but did not reveal his true thoughts.
He didn't actually know why, but with Little Filth around, even just watching the flowers fall from the Seven Killings Tree made him happy.
He thought he had to find it because he had promised to bring it back.
After this incident, he finally learned to be humble and discreet, becoming much more composed and quiet. He also stopped liking to wear red clothes, because it always reminded him of the little filth that was still nowhere to be found.
It took him a long time to finally find the little impurity about to undergo tribulation in a small world. At that time, he was fighting alongside Yao Shuo. Even though he was on the battlefield, he couldn't wait a moment. Blood stained his white clothes, but he still saw the little impurity, which had grown much larger, raise its head and reach out its hand to him forcefully.
Seeing that it was about to fail its tribulation, Yao Yan would rather pass through the lightning tribulation than not release its primordial spirit to bring it up. However, it was almost struck by the Heavenly Dao and its soul was scattered. It only managed to protect the primordial spirit of the little filthy creature. It then hid the remains of a snow beast in the creature's body and used its shark scales to brand a scar on the arm of its primordial spirit to seal its memories before sinking it into the seabed somewhere in the lower realm.
Yao Shuo rebuked him sternly.
Yao Yan bowed his head to listen to the instruction, but couldn't wait to return—he had already determined where the little filth was, and coincidentally, perhaps because the chaotic core and the container were attracted to each other, it was the small world where the chaotic core was located.
But instead of rushing down to the mortal realm, he began making arrangements in the upper realm. He considered countless feasible methods, constantly overturning and re-evaluating them. These included Tiaoxu and Kongxuan, who didn't want him to successfully overcome his tribulation of love; the immortal bones of the little impurity he had taken beforehand; the immortal pool that could nourish the soul; the Mihua Realm that could buffer chaos; the Soul-Binding Nails placed at the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness in case he didn't want to regain his memories; the spiritual realm imprisoned in the veins of the Divine Land of Sentiment; the Mingyin General with whom he had made a deal; the mermaid scales that could pinpoint the location of the impurity; and even, to avoid being noticed by Tiaoxu, he found an inconspicuous cultivator through the temple in Changning and received a divine decree regarding the construction of a road to heaven from the Chaos Core...
He endured for a long time, but in the end he could not resist and took advantage of the loophole in the divine descent to enter the dream of the little filthy creature that had taken human form in the far south.
In the dream, it was still a lump of filth, but it had grown much larger. Its mind was still not very bright, and it chattered around him. Perhaps it had caught a whiff of the immortal aura on him, and it opened its big mouth, wanting to swallow him whole.
Then Yao Yan drew his sword and gave it a good beating, making the person beg for mercy in the dream.
"Call me Master." He stood in front of the little creature, dressed in white, and touched its head accurately.
The little creature grew larger and its temper worsened. Tears welled in its eyes as it lay on the ground, snarling, "Shout! Master! Master! Master!"
It was so noisy that Yao Yan pinched its mouth shut.
He originally only wanted to take a look, but he couldn't resist and used a magical artifact that could observe the lower realm, which perfectly reflected the little monster in the far south that loved to eat evil spirits.
It finally took human form, resembling a seven or eight-year-old child, wearing clothes torn and haphazardly tangled together, taken from a corpse. It carried a leg bone on its back as a weapon, and its hair was haphazardly tied with gold pendants and jade hairpins picked up from the corpse. It also had bells hanging around its neck. It probably couldn't wear such elaborate things when it was a minor filth. Such a small child always dressed itself up in a flamboyant way.
While handling official business, Yao Yan would also keep an eye on him living alone in the far south. At night, he would enter his dreams and have the little filthy creature in his dreams take human form and teach him how to dress and comb his hair.
Seven- or eight-year-old children are the most unruly, and so is this little imp. He looked at the magnificent celestial palace in amazement, and was washed clean by Yao Yan in the bath tub. Then he was dressed in a beautiful red robe. Yao Yan carefully combed out his hair, which was knotted up by his primordial spirit, and tied it into two child buns, imitating the appearance of the children in the celestial palace. He tied red ribbons, and two earrings made of luminous pearls shone brightly. The red tassels hung down to his shoulders.
After being cleaned, the child was incredibly cute. He must have slept among the snow beast's bones for a long time, because his skin was as white as a snowball. This little snowball was quite restless; once he got to know him, he would always climb all over him, hug his neck and want to go out to play, tug at his sleeve to eat sweet spirit clouds, and want to go to his storeroom to find his favorite little toys. He couldn't concentrate on practicing his sword, and when he was caught secretly eating fruit under his table, he would cry...
For the little impure thing, the primordial spirit entering the upper realm is just a dream. After waking up, it usually forgets most of it. Only in the dream does it have a complete memory, but Yao Yan still enjoys it.
"Master, when are you coming to the far south to find me? I've been waiting for you for so long." The little imp sat on his lap, hugged the fairy spirit that was almost bigger than its own head, took a bite with relish, and leaned against him to yawn.
"Wait a little longer." Yao Yan pinched his soft little face, and seeing him pout, added, "Soon."
The little imp put down her beloved fairy spirit, turned around and rushed into his arms, hugging him tightly with her little hands.
Yao Yan's chest was quickly soaked with a small patch of clothing. He lifted the little creature's head and saw that the child's eyes were red from crying. He raised his hand to wipe away the little spirit's tears and said, "This is the first time I've ever seen someone's spirit shed tears."
“I want to see you.” The little creature cried sadly. “I only remember you in my dreams. When I wake up, I can only remember you teaching me swordsmanship. I can’t see your face clearly. Ah Bai said that I was just dreaming and that I didn’t have a master at all.”
"Who is Ah Bai?" Yao Yan continued to wipe his tears.
“Ah Bai is my sword.” He sniffed. “Master, I’m all alone in the far south. When the ghost tide comes, there’s thunder. It’s dark and loud. I’m scared, so I can only hold Ah Bai. Ah Bai said that other children have parents, but I don’t want parents. I just want my master. Please come find me.”
He cried very sadly. Yao Yan held the child and comforted him for a long time. Then he took him to see the flowers under the Seven Killings Tree and said, "Soon, just wait a little longer, and I will come to find you."
The little creature, held in his arms, took the flower he offered, smelled it, and then tried to bite it, only to spit it out after it tasted so bitter.
"It doesn't taste good." He nestled listlessly in Yao Yan's arms. "Master, I want to stay in this dream forever so I can see you every day."
“Continuing like this will damage your primordial spirit.” Yao Yan handed him the immortal spirit. “You must listen to me and cultivate diligently.”
"Oh." The little imp was mostly well-behaved, doing whatever his master said. He fell asleep in Yao Yan's arms, watching the flowers.
When he woke up again, he was back in the desolate and extremely difficult place. He was still dressed in tattered clothes, without parents or a master. He had forgotten most of what happened in his dream, only remembering his master's instructions to cultivate diligently.
Yao Yan watched as the child got up, carried the bone on his back, found a river, knelt by the river to wash his face, and clumsily used a twig to comb his hair. He should remember some things, but not all of them. He didn't know how to comb a boy's hair into a bun, so he tied his hair into a crooked ponytail, just like his master in the dream. Then he took off his dirty clothes and washed them clean. He also started taking a bath. His master in the dream was always fragrant and clean, so he had to be clean too, otherwise his master wouldn't like him when he came looking for him.
The little imp, who had taken human form, was waiting very diligently and earnestly for his master, firmly believing that his master would come to find him soon.
In his dream, Yao Yan took him to many places and taught him many cultivation methods, making his days rich and colorful.
"You've grown taller." Yao Yan looked at the child who was taller than his waist: "After this autumn, you will be thirty-two thousand and sixteen years old."
“I’m ten years old,” the little filth corrected him earnestly. “The ghost tide came ten times in total.”
"Okay." Yao Yan patted his head.
"Master, when will you come to find me?" The little imp lay on his back, trying to reach the candlestick on the table.
Yao Yan picked it up and handed it to him. After thinking for a moment, he said, "When you turn sixteen."
His preparations for descending to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation are almost complete. His love tribulation has been postponed for nearly two thousand years. If he descends to the mortal realm, no one can say anything.
The little creature was overjoyed, jumping and skipping around him: "Master, you have to hurry! Remember to bring me delicious fairy spirits, beautiful gems, my little wristband, this candlestick, and my luminous pearl too..."
He spoke at length without stopping, recounting things that Yao Yan had prepared for him in the Immortal Palace, but which he could only use when his primordial spirit ascended, and which he had long coveted for a long time.
"Okay." Yao Yan pinched his cheek. "Tell me if you want anything else, and I'll bring it to you."
The little creature said, "I want a name, Master. I don't want to be called Little Fool."
Yao Yan smiled, a rare occurrence for him.
The little creature stared in disbelief, then shyly buried itself in his arms, muttering, "Master, please."
"Okay." Yao Yan patted his little head.
He naturally wanted to give the little creature a name, but he didn't have time to do so back then. He had already prepared a name, but he wanted to give it to it when he met it in person. Otherwise, calling it in his dreams now might cause a lot of unnecessary trouble and cause the little creature a lot of problems.
He had many things to do when he descended to the mortal realm: he had to overcome the tribulation of love, bring back the Chaos Core, force Tiaoxu to return the fortune he had stolen, and prepare how to completely destroy Chaos... Each and every one of these things seemed to be ahead of seeing the little filthy creature.
But no matter which one it is, they are all closely related to filth.
#VALUE! He had spent too much time on his schemes in the Upper Realm, and had no real intention of engaging in romance. In his view, it was a complete waste of time, and such unnecessary things were not worth his energy. So, he manipulated things between Xiao Huiwu and the Siming Mansion, taking advantage of Tiaoxu and Kongxuan's weakness that they didn't want him to live, and forcibly bound the love tribulation to Xiao Huiwu. In this way, he could both conceal his intentions and use the love tribulation to bring the Chaos Core to the Upper Realm, and also undergo the love tribulation while bringing the Chaos Core. In this way, the Chaos Core would be completely integrated into Xiao Huiwu's body, rather than just being used as a container. At that time, he could use Xiao Huiwu's immortal bones and the Formless Wood to open the divine gate, drawing the immortal power of all the immortals and chaos into Xiao Huiwu's body. The two would dissipate and dissolve within the container, and he only needed to protect Xiao Huiwu's primordial spirit...
Although it was a risky move, it was better than the little imp being permanently sealed at the Divine Gate. As for the arduous preparations and the danger of losing everything with a single misstep, he didn't care at all. In his plan, even the worst-case scenario would only result in the little imp being temporarily sealed at the Divine Gate, and he had already prepared a solution.
In any case, he will unify the three realms, and the Nine Provinces and the Upper Heaven will be his possessions.
There's no need to mention these things to a little impure creature that knows nothing. It just needs to happily wait for its master to come and take it away.
Yao Yan thought this way, and he did this way.
One day, however, he suddenly realized that he could no longer enter the little filth's dream, and the little filth's figure was no longer in the mirror. Even the magic weapon he used to locate the small world below had stopped working.
It turned out that the small world below was affected by the Chaos Core, and its spiritual energy was becoming increasingly thin, making it impossible to connect with the upper realm. At the same time, the Three Realms were in chaos and the Nine Provinces were in turmoil, and the immortal power in the upper realm was also fluctuating. If he went down to the lower realm at this time, he could not guarantee that he would be reincarnated into that small world, let alone bring back the little filth and the Chaos Core.
So he once again went to war with Yao Shuo, and this war lasted for more than a thousand years. As a result, the entire Three Realms and Nine Provinces trembled at the mere mention of Yao Yan Immortal Lord's name. He never showed any mercy and was far more ruthless than his father, Yao Shuo. The war, which was originally supposed to last for nearly ten thousand years, was shortened to a thousand years.
Even so, it has been a long time since he promised the little filth.
On the day the war ended, he summoned Yong'an. As he expected, the love tribulation still fell on the little filthy thing.
The stench of blood on his body had not yet dissipated, causing the Azure Dragon and Phoenix in the back garden to become restless, and the Glazed Forest was impacted by the blood demon, its sound echoing through the sky.
Before Yao Shuo and Ling Yin could react, he descended to the mortal realm with his sword in hand, without even having time to check on the little filth's current situation.
As he approached the lower realm, he sealed a portion of his memories and placed it around his neck, melting half a shark scale inside. The other half remained inside the little filth creature's body. This way, whenever the little filth creature got close, he could confirm that the other party was the person he was looking for. However, in order to complete the act and deceive the people of the Fate Bureau, he still mixed in some true and false clues, such as killing his wife to prove his path and overcome the tribulation of love, and becoming master and disciple with the tribulation of love... He was confident that he would eventually be able to deduce the truth.
Not to mention he wouldn't stoop to killing his wife to prove his faith.
Later, he lost all his memories and was reincarnated as Jiang Gu. In the ghost tide of the far south, he slowly opened his eyes and let out his first cry.
He forgot the upper realm, forgot everything about being Yao Yan, and forgot the little filth under the Seven Killings Tree. He went from being a high-ranking immortal lord in the Nine Heavens to an ordinary mortal with five spiritual roots. He experienced life and death, tasted all the hardships of the world, and fought his way to survive. He went from the desolate southern land to the scheming Jiang family, becoming ruthless and unscrupulous, forgetting his past.
Until he accepted the Jiang family's mission to hunt down the Divine Kite Shark.
That day, Jiaolong City was bustling with activity. He sat in the carriage, playing with the companion ring of the Divine Kite Shark, looking down at the little Wu Tuo beside him, who was acting cute and rolling around, but he was bored.
A sharp, burning pain shot through her neck. The curtain made of dragon silk was lifted by a corner in the wind. A red-clad youth carrying a sword, passing by, inadvertently raised his head amidst the noisy crowd. His eyes reflected the bright, dazzling sunlight outside.
Later, the main hall of Yanghua Sect was bustling with noise, and the azaleas on Touchun Peak were in full bloom. The golden paper kites were burned into countless crimson petals. He was annoyed and indifferent, and looked down at the smiling boy in the crowd.
'Wei Feng, would you be willing to become my disciple?'
After many twists and turns, and by a series of unforeseen circumstances, he finally fulfilled his promise in the year Wei Feng turned sixteen.
'Master, you must come find me quickly!'
'good. '
From then on, they were entangled in a vicious cycle, unable to escape their predicament.
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The fluttering petals coalesced into dazzling starlight, as if still carrying a faint lingering fragrance. Jiang Gu turned his head and met Wei Feng's smiling eyes, bright and clear as ever.
"So that's how it is." When Wei Feng recalled their first encounter, he felt as if it were all a dream.
"It's a pity it's too late." Jiang Gu tilted his head, held the back of his neck, and kissed him gently yet forcefully.
Wei Feng wrapped his arms around his waist, their noses touching. He suddenly recalled a dream he had long ago when he was still a little filth, lying in Jiang Gu's palm, and chuckled softly.
"What are you laughing at?" Advisor Jiang asked.
"So it wasn't a nose-bumping incident after all," Wei Feng murmured.
"What?" Jiang Gu gently kissed the tip of his nose.
Wei Feng untied the belt made of shark scales around his waist, spread his wings and pulled Jiang Gu into his arms. In the dazzling starlight and endless darkness, he and Jiang Gu became one.
As his consciousness gradually faded, he was content: "Master, we can finally be together forever."
Jiang Gu's eyes welled up with a moist blush, and he raised his hand to touch his face before kissing him again.
He made thorough preparations, scheming against everyone, even the Heavenly Dao, believing he had everything under control and was infallible, but he overlooked only himself.
The so-called tribulations of love are hard to overcome because no matter how much scheming and plotting one has, it still cannot overcome the four words "willingness".
"Linming, you don't need to wait for me this time."
Wei Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and his fading consciousness suddenly returned. He hugged Jiang Gu tightly, but unexpectedly found himself holding nothing. In the endless darkness, only countless stars remained. An invisible hand covered his back and pushed him away without a word.
He turned around hastily, only to see the closed divine gate vanish into the world.
"Master!!!"
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