Chapter 51 "I can... go to the Immortal Alliance with you..."
The sight of blood dripping onto his hands was utterly horrifying.
In an instant, the skin and flesh around the heart began to grow rapidly again, gradually covering the skin and flesh, and the emptiness of the heart was filled with something.
The heart is gone, replaced by a small, lush green blade of grass.
The herb she swallowed was completely different from the one Yun Xianqing had given her before. It wasn't pale gold, but emerald green, and its leaves were small, like strings of bells.
Only after this plant completely replaced her heart did the memories hidden within it finally come rushing back.
In the Immortal Demon Realm, there has always only been one immortal herb.
The other one was not some magical herb, but a demonic herb.
The immortal herb is gold, the demonic herb is green. One herb ends the secret realm, the other awaits its destined owner.
Now, it has finally found its destined owner.
A person of pure, unadulterated, half-immortal and half-demon blood.
The boy may have lied to her about many things, but there was one thing he didn't lie to her about.
She truly does possess demonic blood.
She got up and looked up at the dense crowd kneeling in the crowd. Her face was expressionless, then she walked up to a figure, extended her hand, and finally a slight smile appeared on her face.
She spoke softly and gently, as if nothing had happened: "May I have the pendant?"
The man raised his face and glanced at her.
Meng Chiwan looked at him silently, without any reaction, the smile on her lips remaining unchanged.
The face she saw was clearly that of the child she had met when she first arrived. That child had said she was a sacrifice and that he would eat her.
The child shrank back as he handed her the pendant, then lowered his head again, not daring to look at her.
Perhaps she really is that boy's child. The so-called young city lord?
She took the pendant and looked around. The dark mass of people were all spirits.
Kneeling at the back were Wen Lian Song and Jiang Yi, their eyes glazed over.
Meng Chiwan looked over, concealing all her emotions.
Then she raised her hand and crushed the water droplet pendant little by little until it turned into powder and fell down bit by bit.
As the form shattered, specks of light scattered from the water droplets, gradually enveloping the crowd before entering their bodies.
Starlight fell. A commotion began to rise around them.
Some people were still looking at Meng Chiwan, but their eyes were blank, clearly not remembering what had happened.
Finally, Wen Liansong's vision cleared. She saw Meng Chiwan in the distance, grabbed Jiang Yi, and ran towards Meng Chiwan.
Meng Chiwan stood in the crowd, looking extremely lonely.
As she watched Wen Liansong run towards her, she suddenly remembered the sword that had pierced her heart.
In fact, Yun Xianqing had once told her not to give away anything of hers. She herself had been bewitched, and had even begun to expect something eternal.
She approached him fearlessly and bravely, only to end up like this.
She finally understood that she shouldn't run to anyone first, but wait for him to come to her. She should never be led by the nose or controlled by others, but be the sole master of her own life.
Wen Liansong rushed towards her, looking extremely excited, leaving Jiang Yi aside, and patiently checked Meng Chiwan for anything amiss.
"You got the Soul Stone? You're amazing! Are you injured?" Wen Liansong asked her.
Meng Chiwan let her continue fiddling with it, a faint smile on her face: "I'm fine. So that thing is called a Soul Stone. A young man gave it to me."
Unable to explain to Wen Liansong where the Soul Stone came from, Meng Chiwan made up a reason on the spot.
"Where is the immortal lord beside you?" Wen Liansong asked, looking around at her.
Meng Chiwan remained completely calm, devoid of any emotion: "I don't know."
She didn't know where he went, why he killed her, or if she would ever see him again. In short, he was a stranger.
Perhaps he had already discovered she was a demon, and that's why he wanted to kill her.
If that's the reason, then it makes sense. Unfortunately, Meng Chiwan can't stand in his shoes to condemn herself.
If it weren't for this reason, she wouldn't have thought of it.
All she knew was that Yun Xianqing had personally nailed her to the red veil, to the warmth that surrounded her.
She was slowly suffocating in his tenderness. He didn't have to do anything to easily strangle her.
Thinking of this, she suddenly raised her sleeve and wiped her lips.
dirty.
So dirty.
Wen Liansong instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but seeing Meng Chiwan's calm demeanor, she didn't know what to say.
Perhaps they had a fight.
But if this couple quarrels, they should be able to make up quickly. Because in her opinion, Meng Chiwan truly loves that immortal lord very much.
"You should consume the immortal herb. The secret realm has lasted too long; it's time to end it." Meng Chiwan didn't continue the topic.
Wen Liansong nodded, glanced at Jiang Yi, met Jiang Yi's gaze, and then said, "Okay."
She took out the magic herb from her bosom, preparing to eat it.
Meng Chiwan stared at the immortal herb in a daze, then suddenly stopped her: "Wen Liansong..."
Wen Liansong stopped what she was doing and looked at her with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong? Chi Wan, you might as well just say what you want to say."
"Can I... go to the Immortal Alliance with you?" Meng Chiwan asked earnestly.
...
A light boat floats over the clouds, while the flowing water rushes to distant lands.
The closer you get to the Immortal Alliance, the louder the waterfall sounds, and the water vapor rises up.
Wen Liansong stood aside and explained to her, "This waterfall was formed when our first sect leader swept it with a whisk a thousand years ago. It is the largest waterfall in the world, and its flow is inexhaustible. It is called the Unending Waterfall. If you want to enter the Immortal Alliance, you must first pass through the waterfall and experience its baptism. It is a kind of ritual for us members of the Immortal Alliance."
Meng Chiwan nodded obediently.
"If you want to join the Immortal Alliance, you must first pass the trials. If you pass, you can become an outer disciple, and then participate in the triennial disciple selection. The winners can become inner disciples under the elders. You're quite lucky; the disciple selection will be held soon," Wen Liansong continued.
Meng Chiwan listened attentively, then suddenly asked her, "What kind of place is Lingjiang Palace? What sect or faction does it belong to?"
Wen Liansong looked at her in surprise: "You actually know about Lingjiang Palace?"
Meng Chiwan looked at her with a puzzled expression.
She then explained, "Actually, Lingjiang Palace was quite a large sect in its early years, but it gradually declined during the Chunyi era. I was surprised that you knew about Lingjiang Palace because it hasn't been open to the public for many years."
"You haven't taken on a single disciple?" Meng Chiwan asked.
"What if I want to go to Lingjiang Palace?" Meng Chiwan lowered her head and pondered for a while before asking.
"Why do you want to go to Lingjiang Palace?" Wen Liansong asked in return.
Meng Chiwan said, word by word, "There is a mystery that has not been solved, and an old friend asked me to go and take a look."
“Even if it’s difficult. There’s been no news from Lingjiang Palace for many years. Even during the Immortal Sect Grand Competition, no Lingjiang Palace disciple has ever been seen. If you want to go, you’ll probably have to wait for an opportunity. What if it reappears someday?” Wen Liansong sighed and explained to her.
Meng Chiwan nodded and said nothing more, only gazing at the ceaseless waterfall, lost in thought.
Then, as the light boat passed through the Unceasing Waterfall, the water soaked her all over, and she felt a long-lost sense of joy.
Perhaps it's the exhilaration of embarking on the path to immortality. Or perhaps it's the joy of escaping one's former life.
Indeed, it was an excellent ceremony.
"Wen Liansong, have you really never heard of Yun Xianqing's name?" Meng Chiwan was soaked to the bone, and looked rather pitiful and pathetic.
“No. Unless, he is that immortal lord. But how could that be?” Wen Liansong thought for a moment, then shook her head.
"That immortal lord?"
Seeing her genuine curiosity, Wen Liansong said, "Immortal Lord Qingyi. It's been quite some time since I've heard of him. I wonder where he's gone. But that immortal lord often goes into seclusion, so it's not uncommon for him to disappear for a year or two."
"Does nobody know his name?"
"Of course there is, but he is relatively...mysterious, so compared to other powerful figures in the cultivation world, his name is less known. Therefore, when you ask me about Yun Xianqing, I can't think of anything in my mind, so I can only guess."
Meng Chiwan then stopped asking questions.
Wen Liansong led her into the Immortal Alliance, but unfortunately Meng Chiwan was not a disciple of the Immortal Alliance and could not enter the inner sect with Wen Liansong, so she had to stop at the outer sect.
The recruiting Immortal Alliance disciples told her that she had to pass a trial before she could join the Immortal Alliance.
Meng Chiwan was quite confident about the trial. The knowledge and techniques Yun Xianqing had taught her should be enough for her to handle the introductory trial.
Moreover, she looked down at her heart, feeling the pulse of the demonic herb within.
Absorbing the demonic herb has further boosted her cultivation level. After her adventures in the Immortal Demon Realm, Jia Zhu is now at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.
She didn't need to worry about her demonic energy being discovered. From the moment she swallowed the demonic herb and dug out her heart, the Demonic Heart became one with her.
The demonic herb, however, can purify all demonic energy and transform it into spiritual energy. This is why the demonic herb requires a hybrid of immortal and demonic blood to absorb.
Therefore, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Meng Chiwan's path to immortality should be smooth and unobstructed.
The trial began on the second day. Meng Chiwan first rested at the temporary accommodations provided by the Immortal Alliance.
Wen Liansong did visit her later, bringing her all sorts of elixirs and magical treasures, which Meng Chiwan accepted with a smile without any hesitation.
It was night. Meng Chiwan couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
The rich spiritual energy made her uneasy.
What's even more unsettling is that indelible memory.
Even though she acted nonchalant, only she knew the pain in her heart.
Unable to sleep peacefully.
I can feel a sharp pain in my chest as soon as I lie down.
How did she manage to endure it back then? She asked herself.
She experienced nightmares and woke up several times. Each time she opened her eyes, finally, a light shone in her dark pupils.
We must get revenge. We absolutely must get revenge.
Is Yun Xianqing really the same Qingyi Immortal Lord?
Author's note: From this point on, the female protagonist's growth will become very rapid, and she will unleash a time-traveling technique.
I've been updating for four days straight, I'm completely exhausted...
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