Chapter 130 After ascending to immortality, her earthly ties were thus severed...
On the day Yu Siran buried the fish herself, it was drizzling, but she didn't shed a single tear.
She seemed to have lost all emotions; it was rare to see any expression on her face. Those once lively, animal-like round eyes had become like two stagnant pools of water.
Having stayed by Yu Siran's side for so long, Zhiwei inevitably developed some of the mindset of a father raising a daughter. The child's current state was already heartbreaking enough, and she couldn't bear to suffer any more harm.
So when Yu Siran and Qingyuan met that day, Zhiwei immediately became wary, wishing she could cut this wicked thing down with a single stroke to prevent him from causing trouble in the future.
"Senior Sister Silk Dyeing!"
Walking through the city of mortals, upon hearing this title again, Yu Siran couldn't help but stiffen. She turned around and saw a young cultivator walking quickly towards her.
Yu Siran recognized him; he was her father's last disciple, and his name seemed to be Qingyuan.
Qingyuan was very happy to see Yu Siran. Without waiting for Yu Siran to ask any questions, he recounted his recent situation over the past two years.
"That day, when Master failed his tribulation, Elder Xiyuan's men suddenly started fighting with us. No one was on guard against our fellow disciples, and many of my fellow disciples died at their hands. I was shot through the heart with an arrow, but no one knew that my heart was actually on the right side. I was lucky to survive."
Yu Siran listened quietly without reacting; in truth, she didn't care at all what Qingyuan had been through. It wasn't until Qingyuan mentioned that after escaping from Xuanxiao Sect, he secretly returned the following year that Yu Siran became slightly interested, her dark eyes turning to Qingyuan.
"Xuanxiao Sect has completely fallen. When I returned, I couldn't even recognize it. Most of the vegetation on the mountain had withered and died, and there were no more spirit beasts in the Yuling Garden. The sect's disciples were either dead or scattered. Only a few disciples who served Xiyuan closely were still occasionally out and about, but they spent most of their time in Xiyuan's residence, rarely venturing out."
"So Elder Xiyuan is still alive." Yu Siran suddenly spoke, but only with this soft sigh.
"Yes, but he has been in seclusion for many years, cutting off all contact with the immortal sects. No one even knows if he is still alive."
The two were former fellow disciples, and they shared a meal, which was paid for by Yu Siran. Zhiwei glanced coldly at Qingyuan, thinking that this person could finally get lost, but Qingyuan dawdled and refused to say goodbye.
Finally, blushing, he said to Yu Siran, "Senior Sister Siran, I... can I travel the world with you?"
Zhiwei almost drew his sword and killed him on the spot.
This person is shameless; they actually kept pestering him!
Qingyuan lowered his eyes, his expression sad and gloomy. "Before I became a disciple of my master, I had no family. I regarded the sect as my home, my master and mistress as my own parents, and my fellow disciples as my own brothers and sisters. I just never expected that the sect would suffer such a great change. My master and mistress are gone, and my fellow disciples are all gone. I am all alone again."
Zhiwei felt extremely disgusted upon hearing this, thinking to herself: "Then you're just a jinx; whoever messes with you will be doomed."
"Now that I have finally met Senior Sister Si Ran, this is fate! I am so happy, it's like reuniting with a family member, and I really can't bear to part with you. If you don't mind, I am willing to follow you and serve you, to take good care of you on behalf of Master and Mistress, and on behalf of Senior Sister Si Shu!" Qing Yuan's gaze was fervent and sincere, and by the end, his eyes were even filled with tears.
Reject him! Reject him! Reject him!!! Who wants your help?!
Zhiwei kept repeating it to herself, hoping that Yu Siran could sense it.
Unfortunately, Yu Siran didn't say anything, neither refusing nor agreeing. But Qingyuan was thick-skinned enough to keep following Yu Siran around, serving her every need every day. Over time, Yu Siran got used to it.
The two traveled together through the mortal world. Whenever they encountered demons and monsters causing chaos and harm to humanity, Yu Siran would intervene without hesitation. Over the years, she had diligently cultivated her skills, and although she was young, her cultivation was already quite formidable, and she had almost never been defeated.
Qingyuan often expressed his guilt to Yu Siran, feeling that his cultivation was insufficient to be a good help to her. After expressing his guilt, he would immediately pledge his loyalty, saying that he would definitely cultivate diligently, strive to achieve great cultivation as soon as possible, and return to Xuanxiao Sect with Yu Siran to avenge their master by killing Elder Xiyuan!
To improve, one needs a suitable cultivation method. However, Qingyuan had only just begun his training when Yu Lanshan had an accident, so he didn't have time to access any secret manuals. Over the years, he has only learned bits and pieces here and there, and his cultivation methods are completely unsystematic.
So, under his persistent prompting, Yu Siran began to teach him the techniques, becoming his half-master. And as it turned out, Yu Lanshan's judgment was correct; Qingyuan did indeed have exceptional talent and innate ability. Once he came into contact with the core secrets of the Xuanxiao Sect, his cultivation began to advance by leaps and bounds.
Zhiwei saw this and was anxious. She kept trying to warn Yu Siran, implying that Qingyuan was a villain and not someone to be trusted.
Yu Siran showed little interest in anything. The rare and precious materials, talismans, and spirit stones that her sister had stuffed into her Qiankun bag were treasures in Yu Qingyuan's eyes, but to her, they were nothing.
In her heart, she had already lost the most precious treasure in the world, so there was nothing left for her to lose.
She allowed Qingyuan to squander her cultivation resources and let his cultivation gradually catch up with hers, but there was one thing she would never compromise on: eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path in the mortal realm.
In Qingyuan's view, sometimes the demons and monsters he encountered were troublesome to fight, and the materials they carried were worthless. He would end up with injuries and would also have to use up his spiritual medicines and materials, making it a completely unprofitable business.
But Yu Siran never cared about these things. Back then, she and her sister accompanied Black Panther on his chivalrous journey in the human world, accumulating incense offerings for him. That memory was the most beautiful time of her life.
She felt that as long as she retraced the path her sister had taken, it would be as if her sister was always by her side, making her heart feel less empty and aching.
So whenever she helped a local area eliminate pests and received their enthusiastic thanks, she would whisper to herself: Sister, look, we've done another good deed, and the name of the Black Panther Immortal is going to become even more famous!
Qingyuan initially thought that he was older than Yu Siran and could easily control her. At first, he thought he had succeeded. However, as he got to know Yu Siran better, he realized that she was someone he could not control at all.
This made him always wary of Yu Siran, so he only complained about her during the first few demon-slaying attempts. Once he realized that she would not change her mind because of him, he stopped mentioning it.
As time passed and year after year went by, Yu Siran shed her girlish naiveté and blossomed into a beauty no less stunning than her older sister.
Qingyuan's gaze toward Yu Siran began to change. One day, while drunk, he finally mustered the courage to confess his feelings.
But he met Yu Siran's dark eyes, which remained completely calm.
"Oh? But haven't you always liked your older sister?"
Qingyuan felt as if he had been doused with cold water, and his drunkenness subsided considerably. However, he still forced a smile and awkwardly said, "Yes, I did have feelings for Senior Sister Sishu back then, but the dead cannot be brought back to life. Siran, my feelings for Senior Sister Sishu were just kept quietly in my heart back then; they were just a beautiful thought. But it's different with you. We've been together day and night, sharing joys and sorrows. Don't you have any feelings for me?"
As he spoke, he reached out to grab Yu Siran's hand, but suddenly felt a chill and caught a glimpse of a bright flash coming from the corner of his eye. He quickly withdrew his hand, barely dodging the blade that was about to strike.
Qingyuan thought that Yu Siran had made the knife, causing a great embarrassment, but he didn't show it. However, for a long time, he always looked embarrassed when facing Yu Siran.
Yu Siran, however, did not take this matter to heart at all and continued to cultivate frantically every day.
Finally, her cultivation reached the late Nascent Soul stage, and she also heard that Elder Xiyuan was about to face the tribulation lightning of the Deity Transformation stage.
She felt it was time to return to the Xuanxiao Sect and avenge her blood relatives.
The saying goes, "Take advantage of someone's illness to kill them."
Yu Siran followed suit, launching an attack while Xi Yuan was undergoing his tribulation, and easily inflicted severe damage on him.
Xi Yuan knelt under Yu Siran's knife, wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a stray dog.
"Silk dye, Silk dye! You at least called me 'Uncle-Master' back then. I was also misled back then, blinded by greed, and made a terrible mistake. You, you spare my life, and I'm willing to offer you a supreme treasure that can guarantee your smooth ascension during your tribulation!"
Yu Siran ignored his sophistry and raised her Ghost-Slaying Blade to cut off Elder Xiyuan's head.
However, someone was one step ahead of her.
A sudden, sharp pain shot through her back; Qingyuan had pierced her through from behind with a sword!
Having been with Yu Siran for so many years, Qingyuan naturally knew where her weakness lay. He killed her almost effortlessly after she had fought Elder Xiyuan to exhaustion.
He swiftly sheathed his sword and then pressed the tip against Elder Xiyuan's face.
"What is this supreme treasure you speak of? Is it real?" Qing Yuan asked in a deep voice. "Dare to utter a single word of nonsense, and I will instantly annihilate your soul!"
“It really is! It’s a divine herb!” Elder Xiyuan exclaimed. “For so many years, I have been secretly offering sacrifices to the new deity. He was grateful for my loyal service and bestowed this upon me as a special reward!”
"Alright, as long as you give me this magical herb, I will naturally spare your life. But if you dare to play any tricks, I will send you to see the King of Hell immediately!"
Elder Xiyuan was at his wit's end. During his tribulation, Yu Siran forcibly interrupted him, severely damaging his spiritual veins. His cultivation in this life was hopeless, and keeping this immortal herb was useless. He might as well exchange it for another life, so he could only tremblingly take out the immortal herb.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the immortal herb sprouted, Qingyuan swiftly beheaded Elder Xiyuan, then took the herb and left without even glancing at Yu Siran.
Yu Siran never expected that after she died, she would not go to the ghost realm to report, but would directly ascend to become a god.
She was confused about what had happened until she saw in the mortal world the places where she had exorcised demons, where memorial tablets and statues of her were enshrined everywhere.
While she was alive, she was already worshipped as a god, so after she died, she became a ghost and ascended to heaven.
Yu Siran couldn't help but recall the question she had asked her sister many years ago: If a living person is worshipped, will they become a great immortal? At that time, she spoke without thinking and didn't understand anything, unaware of the mysteries of heaven and earth, and that everything was predetermined in the dark.
The Demon-Slaying Blade still followed her, but Yu Siran always felt that something familiar was missing.
Having wandered the world for many years, and having been spurned by the stigma her mother suffered before her death, Yu Siran knew the hardships of being a woman. So, before reporting to the Heavenly Court, she simply transformed into a man and became the Immortal Lord Zhu Jing.
Male immortals live a more relaxed life than female immortals, with fewer criticisms and constraints.
On this day, Yu Siran was walking in the mortal world when she suddenly caught sight of a magnificent sedan chair. Inside, a young girl had a bright smile and a proud expression.
I heard that she is the eldest princess of Yunchi Kingdom, who loves to keep male concubines.
I've heard that she was extravagant and licentious, sleeping with several men every night, and even male immortals were not spared.
I heard...
Yu Siran stood in the crowd, amidst countless "hearsay" stories, gazing at the girl, lost in thought for a long time.
Later, she eventually found a male deity who was said to have been taken in by the Princess, and entrusted him with her sword, asking him to pass it on to the Princess.
From then on, her worldly ties were considered severed.
[Volume 6: The Past of the Immortal Sect - End]
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