Chapter 43 Daydreaming Beyond the Door
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The white crane feather snapped suddenly at the fingertips of Chen Jinshi.
A sinister force surged uncontrollably along the veins of the feather tube, crushing it into dust, accompanied by a cold sneer.
The crimson tiger lava erupted wildly, and the dust dissipated in the heat and sea breeze.
A tiny, mayfly-like particle, yet silently controlled, passed through the towering pillar of lava in a bizarre manner, soared over the labyrinth, and drifted back to the tranquil Zero Ring Garden.
The man in the white robe raised his fingertips and caught it.
Then his eyes showed surprise.
A chilling aura emanating from the Netherworld floated above this dust, along with a barely perceptible dampness. It was a very unique ice spirit, the ancient and unmelting Northern Ling Glacier, a piece that could only be found once every ten thousand miles.
"Beiling Ice Robe..."
That bird is so smart, how did he get it?
The surprise in the man's eyes deepened, and the pure white silk robe rustled as it rubbed against the fabric, its luxurious luster flowing like ice and water.
He continued to stare at the tiny specks of dust on his fingertips, gently rubbing them for a long time before finally letting out a silent smile.
Wooden bones.
So that's how it is...
The girl's spirit bones were not a manifestation, nor was her true form in this body.
The man's refined eyes revealed an almost obsessive appreciation as he sighed inwardly and repeatedly uttered the word "unique".
Even though you are in Langhuan, can your will really last for a hundred years and still be taken away by someone? How did you manage to let her escape the detection of the heavens and let her spirit bone grow quietly?
He needs to clear away the clouds and see the underlying issues.
Did you hide this power beneath the "wood"?
…
"This is the Northern Cold Ice Robe. It can stabilize the turbulent spiritual field when a person transcends the Heavenly Realm and breaks through the Profound Realm, ensuring that they can advance through the realm without pain," the system explained in Miaojue's mind.
The system's voice also carried a hint of lingering fear: "The situation just now was too dangerous! If the ice armor had arrived any later and forced its way through the sky, your spiritual bones wouldn't have been able to withstand it and would have melted away inch by inch."
Miaojue nodded, took a breath, and her almond-shaped eyes gradually cleared.
Ultimately, her true form is still the Tree of Marriage, and the Tree of Marriage originates from a predestined love tribulation. Without the protagonist's escalating suffering, it would be tantamount to forcing growth.
System: "It's just a pity that the Ice Robe can only be used once after it is fully absorbed into the body and integrated into the spiritual bones, and there should only be one in the entire continent. But it's okay! The solution to the heartbreak is to resonate with the destiny and love tribulation, so it won't be forced like this."
The secret was in my mind.
Her chest remained firmly against her back, allowing her to lean on it.
The scorching heat within the spirit bone was gradually suppressed by the cold, as if it were being placed in precious lukewarm water before the pillar of magma.
Miao Jue stared intently at her inner palace and discovered that every inch of her meridians was indeed covered with a thin, cicada-wing-like layer of ice-blue "clothing," while the sapling above her dantian was like falling snow, with a light frost-white outline against the green light.
Ancient ice spirits, cool and refreshing, settled all over my body.
"It will take a while to absorb..." The voice behind her was calm and steady, but her breath was still hot as it fell on her.
"Do not use the power of the spirit bone during this period."
"Okay." Miaojue nodded, turned to look at him, "Don't be angry anymore."
Those peach blossom eyes were filled with a sinister and fierce dark light, staring at the depths of Langhuan for a long time, as if they wanted to bite someone to death.
There are many speculations about this sudden move.
Her spiritual bones carried the power of time reversal. She was discovered by Langhuan when the Qilin regained its tail, and she directly attacked the Chosen One in the Azure Dragon Sea Mist. It was only a matter of time before Langhuan Immortal Court discovered her.
The more eager they are to destroy this power, the more they fear it or how scarce it is.
Miao Jue squinted at the vast maze before him. If each ring corresponded to a power of the Underworld Clan, was it possible that... the eleventh power was missing?
Otherwise, why not just destroy her spirit bones directly?
Now that we've discovered her, why not revert her to a state before she even grew up?
Someone in the dark did everything they could to send her here, allowing her to bear the bones of time travel.
Chen Jinshi looked down at her condition, placed his fingertips on her neck for a moment to feel it, and saw that the ice had slowly seeped in. Then he slowly and nonchalantly curled the corners of his lips, "—I'm not angry."
Miao Jue glanced at the churning ashes behind him and whispered, "That white crane feather from earlier looks a lot like you."
Although her vision was blurry, she still tried to see clearly that it was composed of a clean and dust-free white ashes, carrying a holy aura, which was completely different from the evil and turbulent ashes of Chenjinshi.
Inside Langhuan, someone is imitating the power of Ming Shi.
A mad sense of destruction welled up in Chen Jinshi's eyes as he muttered to himself with great interest, "That old bastard Dongfang Qianye, all he's accomplished in this life..."
We've already discovered the special nature of her spiritual bones; we can't let that old geezer discover anything more.
He was certainly no weaker than his opponent, even with a body missing a piece of bone.
Chen Jinshi came up with a better idea: to kill all these people, inside and out.
"You see, this teaches us a lesson," the white-robed youth's beautiful eyes regained their vitality as he held the magic formula perfectly in his arms, glancing down at it. "What looks clean isn't necessarily clean, and what looks dark might be the purest. Of course, I don't mean anything by that—"
"..." Miaojue looked up and could see his beautifully shaped chin. She really wanted to pluck a handful of his dark feathers.
Even after the golden crow flew in that night, she didn't actually see what it looked like.
However, just now, when the spirit bone was passively impacting the Heavenly level, fragments of memories were still stirred up in her mind.
She vaguely remembered that at certain moments she had forgotten... she had seen him in person.
The golden crow flew desperately toward her, while she was held tightly by two hands, who were saying something.
It looks more like a sadomasochistic relationship!
"Miaomiao—are you alright? Little bird, watch over Miaomiao!"
The eighth sister, who was closer, shouted.
When the dust settles, look up at the sky.
Miaojue quickly poked her head out: "I'm fine, Eighth Sister. The Chosen Ones will break into the Tenth Ring later. We'll follow behind them—that way we won't need to attack the tiger bones in the lava, and we can collect them intact later."
A heart-wrenching moment is about to unfold.
“Okay—” Xianba scratched the end of his hair, winked and smiled, “Don’t be afraid, Miaomiao, once we’re inside, it’ll be our territory.”
Their ancestral land is, after all, their ancestral land.
The secret: "Hmm!"
At this moment, the male and female protagonists finally led the cultivators on the continent to form a long circle around the high pillar of lava.
The two chosen ones have completely embarked on the path of resisting the tyranny of the Celestial Court.
Behind them, the massive crowd was a spectacular sight, every pair of eyes shining as they stared at the mysterious Immortal Court that had broken through the clouds. Cultivators of different spiritual attributes looked toward different rings, greedily sensing the profound power of higher-level spiritual bones.
Dongfang Yaotian, completely oblivious, launched into a passionate tirade: "Langhuan Immortal Court, put away your arrogance! Do you really think this magma can stop us, the great mortals? How can you know that with united will, you should quickly set aside your barriers?"
Gong Yuqiu stood beside him, her gaze firm.
At this moment, it seemed that no one could change the great principle in her and Yaotian's hearts—universal justice.
The immortals within the Nine Rings were suffering terribly at this moment.
They leaned against the high wall, the intense heat of the outer layer of crimson tiger bone flames scorching the jade, plunging the entire Nine Rings into sweltering heat.
These immortals have lived year-round in a pleasant and comfortable fairyland, long forgetting what it feels like to be exposed to wind and sun. Some of them have wood-type Xuan bones, while others have water-type Xuan bones. Since becoming immortals, they have lived a comfortable and easy life for hundreds of years.
Unfortunately, the two people shouting outside had special identities, so they had to let the two chosen ones in.
But who would willingly enter the fiery hell of the Tenth Ring? The remains of Feng Si are filled with countless karmic grievances.
They spent a lot of effort suppressing the lingering spirits and blood within their bodies in their early years.
Several Xuan Gu immortals, with elegant and aloof postures, raised their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.
"Immortal Qingyuan, the one who receives the mandate of heaven is of great significance. This time, I entrust it to you."
"No, no, I never try to steal credit or power. Such a good match is most suitable for Immortal Wuyou."
"How can this be allowed? The Nie family must come personally..."
The immortals were deferring to each other when a figure with flowing robes suddenly silenced them.
Everyone in the entire Nine Rings bowed their heads respectfully, silently thinking to themselves.
The Gongyu family has stepped forward. Although it wasn't that person, it seems that the matter of the Chosen One is indeed of great importance and cannot tolerate any mistakes. Therefore, they no longer need to go to the Tenth Ring.
The immortals watched the silent figure pass over the ninth ring, stroked their beards, and laughed as they talked about the mortals who had sprung up outside the tenth ring.
"I've received a lot of disgusting looks; it's just wishful thinking."
"By taking advantage of the scattered corners of the continent, they had great luck and many of them became celestial bones."
"But that's all there is to it—the heights a person can reach in their lifetime are already set from birth."
"So, we are immortals—"
...
Dust settled, and tossing the compass in his hand, he looked into the distance. "They're here."
Miao Jue's spiritual bones were still absorbing Bei Ling Bingyi's clothes. Upon hearing this, he straightened up, but was pressed back down by him.
A figure approached from afar. The area between the rings appeared to be a maze, but when one flew over it, it seemed to shrink to a mere foot, giving one a sense of ethereal eeriness.
"An immortal! It's an immortal!" a cultivator from the mainland exclaimed excitedly.
"Such a powerful ice spirit—"
"This...this is the Mystic Bone, this is the Immortal Bone!"
Miaojue blinked slightly, feeling a faint connection between the ice armor within her body and the ice spiritual power emanating from the person approaching from afar. It seemed that there was some intricate connection between them.
Chen Jinshi casually explained to Miaojue, "Do you know that there is a high-level law in the circulation of the five elements in this world that is rarely mentioned?"
"Fire, water, metal, wood, earth, with flame, ice, wind, thunder, and ashes as the highest... Under the same spirit bone level, the higher-ranking spirit attribute will suppress the lower-ranking one."
"That's why, in a real fight, Fuji's fighting power would be overshadowed by Feng Si."
Because the Crimson Tiger Flame is the highest level of the Qilin Flame.
Miao Jue found this explanation quite novel, and before she could ask for details, he wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear, "At the same time, the principle of mutual generation and restraint also exists at a higher level. For example, to deal with this Flame Spirit Magma, Water Spirit is no longer sufficient—"
The key is clear: "You need Ice Spirit."
He gently patted the top of her head, then his pale, cold fingertips naturally landed on her neck, feeling its temperature. "For example, you're a little ice person right now."
Miao Jue crossed her arms, pondering. The person who emerged from Lang Huan possessed the Ice Spirit Bone, yet she couldn't quell the magma. Miao Jue tried to sense the Northern Cold Ice Robe within her body; if she could borrow a wisp of ice spirit...
Chen Jinshi looked down for a long time, and seeing that she had no intention of asking for a warmer embrace, the burning ashes wings had no choice but to sheepishly gather around her.
At the other end of the magma pillar, Dongfang Yaotian met it head-on, and he faintly felt a call from afar.
But he will not yield. If he enters the Celestial Court, everyone must have an equal opportunity!
The ethereal immortal with the Ice Spirit Bone silently flew to the crowd. She was a female immortal in blue, with a cold and melancholy face, and an aura that was remarkably similar to Gong Yuqiu's.
Fuji paused slightly, then looked calmly at the person in front of him.
Dongfang Yaotian's eyes were wide open, and he was completely unaware.
He knew only that he would never bend his pride in the face of a true immortal. His chiseled face was resolute, and he spoke arrogantly: "Put down the magma that is blocking our way. Since immortals and humans live in the mortal world together, there is no need for such a distinction!"
He confidently turned to look at Gong Yuqiu and said matter-of-factly, "Qiu'er, you are of one mind with me too, aren't you—"
However, at this moment, Gong Yuqiu stared blankly at the blue-clad female immortal in the distance. After their eyes met, his water spirit bone seemed to resonate with his ice spirit bone, and a sense of bloodline from the same root clearly emerged.
She suddenly felt dazed, as if she had suddenly left the past behind and realized with absolute clarity that the mother of the Jade Void Sect was not her mother. She had suffered for many years with hatred for her mother, and now her real mother was ahead of her.
If she follows this female fairy, she can return to her home...
With a wave of her wide sleeves, the blue-clad fairy created a frozen entrance amidst the crimson tiger's lava.
Dongfang Yaotian scoffed coldly, "Do you think we would abandon the people behind us and only care about our own future? Let's do it—"
Gong Yuqiu, however, walked blankly toward the entrance.
Dongfang Yaotian was stunned, then suddenly flew into a rage: "Qiu'er, you?! You've succumbed to the power of the immortals?!"
System notification: "Abusive moments have occurred."
Miao Jue seized the opportunity and suddenly unleashed the spiritual power accumulated in his palm from the Beiling Ice Robe, precisely enveloping Bu Er Xianba and the others, outlining a light frost-like garment amidst the rock heat.
Chen Jinshi looked down at her in surprise.
How did she manage to do that in such a short time?
Frost clung to the wooden frame, and the girl's profile bloomed like a frost-covered tree, her breath filled with the refreshing scent of wood.
His eyes widened in amazement as he grasped her palm, casually releasing something from the ashes in the air. "So you won't let me use my own spirit bone, so you'll use something else? You haven't fully absorbed it yet..."
A frosty white "thread" floated in the air from his fingertips.
Like hair, like thread.
Chen Jinshi smiled and took her hand, whispering, "One door isn't enough, look."
At the same moment, countless cultivators rushed toward the narrow entrance.
"The Immortal Sect! That's the Immortal Sect!"
"A hundred years have passed, a hundred years have passed, hahaha! It's a pity my father and my grandfather couldn't see it—"
"If Prince Dongfang isn't going, then let me go first—"
"Let me go first, I'm closer!"
The spiritual energy within the jade ring possessed an intense attraction; the air was filled with... filled with... the very essence of their coveted blood and bones!
Countless people surged toward the blue-clad female immortal with ferocious excitement. The female immortal frowned, waved her hand, and intended to pull out two chosen ones from the crowd.
But she suddenly paused, looking up in a certain direction.
The icy, frosty white silk threads refracted light, rapidly extending across the sea surface, forming a semicircle, and quickly connecting the two ends.
In the end, it subtly surrounded the entire ten rings!
Dust settled, and he quietly peeked at the secret, telling her, "This is the only thing you'll ever have."
The patriarch who led them to Bei Ling Bingyi was also to guide them through the Crimson Tiger's Tomb. He had only just realized, while holding the secret formula, that Wei Yi had already planned everything.
The secret was unparalleled; the only one, the ancestor of the Underworld, even if her power was just a single strand of hair…
The Netherworld race reacted swiftly, instantly circling around in unison.
The blue-clad female immortal's cold features twitched slightly, and she raised her hand to break it, but the ice spirit wave was instantly melted by a Qilin fire the moment it was released.
The man with golden eyes and long hair slowly landed and spoke gently, "Don't stop her."
The Fire Qilin, which had been imprisoned at the bottom of the sea for a hundred years, finally made its move, and all the Netherworld race stood in front of Chen Jinshi and Miao Jue.
Finally, the Frosty White Line was completely smoothed out.
The sea surface suddenly froze over!
The ice rose like mountains along the sea surface, transforming into a continuous glacier, before collapsing towards the magma column—
When ice and fire collide, humid heat immediately fills the sea, hissing and crackling like a quarrel that has been absent for a century.
Finally, the glacier embraced the magma, like a warm hug, and slowly pressed down—
The immortals of the Nine Rings were still gently waving their jade fans when suddenly the sky above them darkened.
Looking up, a colossal pillar of magma collapsed horizontally across the entire Langhuan. "W-What is this?!"
The ice and fire are magnificent.
The walls of the maze collapsed.
Chen Jinshi, holding the secret formula, exclaimed, "Look, there's no way out!"
The cultivators from the mainland stared blankly at this once-in-a-millennium spectacle, and after a moment of silence, they burst inside.
As the Crimson Tiger Lava melted, many immortals with conflicting spiritual attributes were immediately severely injured, and the air was filled with the rich, sweet scent of blood...
When the immortal sects are gone, who will be human, and who will be immortal?
Mainland cultivators swarmed into the Nine Rings like locusts, and the immortals of the Outer Rings were not going to sit idly by. The food chain was overturned on this day, and they finally began to devour each other.
The homeland has been transformed into a bloody hell.
...
Dust gathered the secrets and crossed the boundary, pointing at the secrets with great interest: "Tsk tsk tsk, look who's more like an animal."
"Wow, it's been cut open."
"The technique was mediocre."
This feeling was far better than crushing people into a bloody mist with his own hands, but unfortunately they didn't have much time to linger there and appreciate it.
Miaojue looked down for a moment, then stopped looking; everything was cause and effect, karma. She now increasingly wanted to see Weiyi and ask her about the whole story.
Fuji sighed softly and turned to search for the only aura.
Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu, who were thrown in by the impact, raised their hands and looked around in shock. After a moment of stunned silence, they began to try to stop the attack.
"What are you doing?!"
"Stop! Stop now!"
"Stop fighting!"
Their worldviews collapsed again in a short time, and they leaned against each other in despair, only to find that they still only had each other for company.
Miao Jue heard the system notification sound. He hadn't expected to pass this difficult part so easily!
I felt so relaxed for the first time, but for some reason, I felt a little uneasy.
Bei Ling Bingyi is about to completely merge with the Wood Spirit. The Wood Spirit Tree beneath the ice robe is circulating. As long as the difficult parts are overcome, her spirit bones may be upgraded again.
But Miaojue suddenly sensed a kind of spying, as if waiting for the moment when her spiritual bones would grow.
First, the white-feathered crane appeared, then the gaze followed him like a shadow—something's not right—
She subconsciously looked to her side, and the young man in white paused at the same time.
Dust settled down, snapping out of his frenzied revenge. His gaze suddenly turned toward Zero Ring, then toward the two Chosen Ones.
Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu embraced tightly, signifying that they had overcome another tribulation of fate and love.
But the difference now is that they are inside Langhuan.
The destiny marks on the two resonated clearly, connecting them to the tree far away on the continent—
The origin of her time-traveling spirit bones lies here.
The marriage tree must not be discovered.
Dust vanished in an instant, turning to ashes. The next second, he grabbed the female protagonist and tossed her beside the severely injured blue-clad fairy. The following second, he returned behind the male protagonist, the Nether Bone Blade gleaming in his hand, and plunged it into the blue-clad fairy's back.
All of this happened so fast that the master couldn't react in time.
Then I heard the system freeze; I couldn't pass the torture point, and it got even more torture-inducing.
Only then did Chen Jinshi return to her side with peace of mind.
Miaojue looked up at him for a long time, and finally exclaimed in amazement, "You are truly a master of sadomasochism."
After a pause, Chen Jinshi paused, wanting to say that what he knew wasn't sadomasochism, but rather—
But what it was, he couldn't say.
Miao Jue wrapped his arms around her. Bei Lingbing's clothes had completely melted away, and her inner garment was soaked. He covered her head with his outer garment, leaving only her head exposed, and tucked it into the crook of his arm.
Miaojue blinked, her cheeks and neck damp with her white skin. "So, what are you talking about, the more serious things I've done?"
As if finally finding an outlet from her anxiety, Chen Jinshi immediately spoke in a serious tone: "Are you thinking about that kind of thing again? Can you think about it less? I..."
The key: "What is it? I'm just thinking about it."
Chen Jinshi lowered his eyes and saw her lips slightly parted. He thought of a whole bunch of things and his back trembled.
His gaze, like a bird that had circled in a circle, finally trembled as it returned to her. "Then don't just think about it..."
Miaojue finally couldn't help but laugh.
Standing on my homeland, now unrecognizable, yet the people before me are still the same as before.
After all these years, at least I've returned home.
She smiled, her eyes crinkling like crescent moons, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling like stars. Chen Jinshi was stunned, and it took him a long time to cover his chest.
"...Stop laughing."
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