"Oh, isn't this Immortal Venerable Jinyun!" Demon Lord Luan Hua strode up to Immortal Venerable Jinyun. "He even brought his disciple with him."
The Demon Lord's hand reached towards Li Mingke's face again, and she instinctively dodged. In the blink of an eye, all she could see was her master's back.
"What brings the Demon Lord here?" Immortal Venerable Jinyun asked, blocking her way.
"Aren't you talking about Oujiu Palace? I'm here for Oujiu Palace." He sat down arrogantly in the position of the Palace Master of Liyue Palace. The Palace Master of Liyue Palace rolled her eyes in anger, but she was no match for him and had no way to fight back.
"Oh? The Demon Lord is also interested in my palace theft? I thought the Demon Lord was only focused on finding someone and didn't care about worldly affairs!" Jinyun Immortal Venerable's gaze turned slightly cold.
"Jinyun!" Demon Lord Luan Hua's aura suddenly changed. "Watch your words!"
"Ha!" Immortal Venerable Jinyun was not afraid of him and used his own aura to confront him.
The pressure from the strongest being in the Demon Realm and the head of the Immortal Sect had a significant impact on others. Those with strong cultivation could resist it, while some with weaker cultivation were already paralyzed on the ground.
Li Mingke also coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Could mere aura alone achieve this level? She expressed her amazement at the absolute power.
Jinyun Immortal, who was focused on the stalemate with the Demon Lord, noticed the small bloodstains at his feet and saw that his little disciple behind him was about to collapse. He immediately withdrew his aura and hugged the person tightly.
Demon Lord Luan Hua raised an eyebrow at Li Mingke, who was nearly unconscious, and said, "Jinyun, the disciple you took in is really useless!"
Jinyun Immortal ignored him, took out a pill, and put it into Li Mingke's mouth.
The metallic taste of blood in her mouth instantly dissipated, and a feeling of warmth welled up in her chest. She opened her eyes, "Master..."
"Don't talk, take a deep breath."
Following her master's instructions, Li Mingke gradually regained her breathing. She broke free from her master's embrace and steadied herself.
"Demon Lord, just state your purpose. Our immortal sect is not afraid of you, but we do not wish for war to break out again and for countless lives to be lost," Jinyun Immortal Venerable said coldly.
"You make it sound so easy. Back then, in that great war between immortals and demons, if it weren't for you..."
"Demon Lord!"
"You don't want to listen? Ha, how ridiculous!"
The two were locked in a stalemate once again.
After a while, the Demon Lord relaxed. "Weren't you going to the Palace of the Stranger? Since Immortal Venerable Jinyun is unwilling, why didn't you come to me? Is he the only one who can break that restriction?"
Upon hearing that the Demon Lord was interested, some people's expressions changed. "If the Demon Lord is willing to lend a hand, that would be even better. We are just afraid that the Demon Lord is unwilling."
"Why wouldn't I want to? But let's make it clear beforehand: whoever breaks the restriction, gets to keep everything in the palace."
"This..." Some people who were initially happy suddenly looked sullen.
They just wanted to find free labor to help them break the seal, and besides, if the Demon Lord ate the meat, they could at least get some soup, right? But the Demon Lord's words clearly meant he wouldn't leave them even a scrap.
"You're not happy? I could have opened this barrier by myself; you were all just holding me back," Demon Lord Luan Hua said nonchalantly.
“We don’t necessarily have to be with the Demon Lord. We can find a way to lift the restriction ourselves!” someone said.
"Exactly!" someone immediately echoed.
"Alright! I'll go by myself then, you all just watch!" He stepped down from his seat as the palace master. "This gathering is really boring," he muttered to himself.
"I'm leaving now. You'll see an empty womb, hahahaha!" He laughed loudly as he went out.
"Demon Lord... what brings you here?" Li Mingke was dumbfounded.
"That's just how he is; his thought process is different from normal people," Jinyun Immortal Venerable said calmly, taking a sip of tea.
Li Mingke: "..."
With the Demon Lord gone, everyone's attention turned to Immortal Venerable Jinyun.
"Immortal Venerable Jinyun, you must lead the people of the Immortal Sect!" The Palace Master of Liyue Palace threw herself at Immortal Venerable Jinyun's feet, tears streaming down her face.
They can't count on the Demon Lord, so they can only rely on the Immortal Lord.
"We beg Immortal Venerable Jinyun to lead the people of the Immortal Sect!" Someone took the lead, and the others immediately knelt down in worship.
As Jinyun Immortal looked down at the crowd bowing to him, the scene seemed to overlap with that day many years ago, and his eyes gradually lost focus.
...
"Master, you absolutely cannot marry that woman!"
"Your bloodline is noble, while she is nothing more than a conduit to provide you with your heart's blood!"
"We must not let her become a stumbling block on your path to ascension!"
Everyone was against him.
They lost her, yet they knelt before him, shamelessly claiming it was for his own good, and begged for his forgiveness.
A layer of blood mist gradually clouded his vision.
...
"Master!"
She kept tugging at his sleeve with her little hand.
Li Mingke was initially startled by the mass of people kneeling in the dark. While she was still in shock, she felt the temperature around her getting lower and lower, and the one emanating the cold air was her master.
What happened to Master?
Jinyun Immortal stood motionless, his hands gradually clenching into fists, and his body began to tremble slightly.
Although Li Mingke didn't know what had happened, she still felt that things were not good, so she grabbed Jinyun Immortal Venerable's sleeve.
And Jinyun Immortal Venerable was indeed awakened by this sentence, pulled out of the mire of memories.
He gently stroked Li Mingke's hair. "It's alright." Seeing the worried look on Li Mingke's face, he smiled.
Everyone wanted something from him, everyone stood against him, and he only had one disciple by his side.
He took a deep breath.
"……good."
The arrival of the Demon Lord disrupted the gathering, and the planned song and dance performances were not carried out.
The Palace Master of Liyue Palace arranged for everyone to rest. Li Mingke stayed in a room not far from Jinyun Immortal Venerable. Because her master had someone visiting, she went out for a stroll by herself.
No wonder this gathering was held in Qingshan; it is indeed a beautiful and pleasant place.
She walked through the woods, enjoying the tranquility of nature.
"Is that... Fellow Daoist Li?"
A gentle, girlish voice sounded from behind.
Li Mingke turned around and saw the girl who had been sitting next to her at the banquet.
She immediately clasped her hands in greeting and said, "Indeed, may I ask how to address you, fellow immortal?"
"My name is Miaoyinzi, and I am a disciple of the Zhaixing Pavilion."
The girl was dressed in purple, with large, intricately carved silver earrings hanging down to her shoulders, jingling as she moved.
Disciple of the Star-Picking Pavilion?
As far as Li Mingke knew, only the disciples personally taught by the Pavilion Master of Zhaixing Pavilion were qualified to use "Zi" as the end of their names.
Miao Yinzi seemed to see through Li Mingke's thoughts and chuckled, "Shenjizi is my master, and I am his only disciple of this generation."
Li Mingke's pupils trembled slightly.
Shenjizi!
Who in the immortal sects doesn't know Shenjizi! He's a powerful figure who can converse with the Heavenly Dao!
And the girl in front of them was actually Shenjizi's only disciple!
Li Mingke's expression became more solemn, and his attitude more humble.
Miao Yinzi smiled and said, "Fellow Immortal Li, there's no need for that. Although I am a disciple of Tianjizi, you are also a disciple of Jinyun Immortal Venerable, the head of the Immortal Sect. We are all of the same generation."
"I dare not, I am new to the path of immortality, I should still address you as Senior Miaoyinzi." She clasped her hands in a fist salute again.
"Oh dear, why bother with all this formality?" Miao Yinzi waved her hand. "I have a connection with Fellow Daoist Li. Would you be willing to let me tell your fortune?"
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