Volume 1 (Human World): Chapter 10
Fu Ling completely ignored Jinyao’s explanation. She had grown up among the demon clan and harbored deep prejudices against the immortal clan. After her mother died at the hands of an immortal, her hatred only deepened. If Jinyao had not been her only remaining family, she would never have stayed in the immortal clan for so long.
She had been waiting for Jinyao to avenge Chaohui, but even after Feng Ran ascended, Jinyao had ruled the Heavenly Palace for eight hundred years without ever mentioning the matter. Furthermore, he treated Yu Feng and others with great respect. Now that Fuling was grown, she knew the demonic energy within her was being suppressed.
Unable to endure her hatred for her mother’s death any longer, she refused to remain a lowly immortal lady. Yan Yu had promised to remove her immortal energy, cleanse her immortal bones, and help her re-cultivate the demonic path. As long as she could one day become a god through cultivation, she could personally avenge her mother.
Fuling returned to the Heavenly Palace and retrieved Lady Chaohui’s relic, the Cloudfire Arrow, from Jinyao’s palace. Jinyao sensed her intentions and chased her all the way here. If Yan Yu had not suddenly appeared, she would have already been taken back to the Heavenly Palace by her father.
“Rebellious daughter, how dare you speak such madness! If you join Cold Spring Palace today, I will disown you!” Jinyao shouted in grief and anger upon hearing that Fuling wanted to strip away her immortal bones and abolish her inner core.
Though peace had returned between immortals and demons in recent years, they stayed out of each other’s affairs. Cold Spring Palace was notorious for its ruthless methods and was widely condemned by the Three Realms. If not for Yan Yu’s formidable power, Cold Spring Palace would have been eradicated by the Fox Demon Clan long ago.
“If you had given up your position as the ruler of the Heavenly Palace and taken Mother into seclusion earlier, how would I have lost her?” Fuling replied coldly, her long-standing hatred surpassing everything: “Since I’ve already lost my mother, what does it matter if I lose you as my father?”
She suddenly drew the Cloudfire Arrow from behind her and pointed it at the sky.
“I, Fuling, swear today that one day I will make all the immortals of the Heavenly Palace pay for my mother’s death. From now on, I belong to the demon clan and have nothing more to do with you, Jinyao!”
A fierce demon fire ignited on the Cloudfire Arrow, illuminating the peak of Purple Moon Mountain with her oath.
Jinyao trembled with rage, his lips quivering as he gripped the giant-toothed immortal sword, veins bulging in his hand. The sword’s energy surged with his furious divine energy. Influenced by this divine energy, purple lightning suddenly appeared on the barrier, signaling a warning and an expulsion.
Seeing the barrier activated, Yan Yu’s brows furrowed. Jinyao might not know, but Yan Yu was aware that Tianqi was in seclusion on Purple Moon Mountain. If Jinyao caused a disturbance that forced Tianqi out of seclusion, Cold Spring Palace would be in deep trouble.
Thinking of the upcoming struggle for the Demon Emperor’s throne in the Chongzi Hall seven years later, Yan Yu shivered, quickly stepping forward to shield Fuling. He spoke sternly.
“Lord Jinyao, Lady Fuling has sworn to sever her relationship with you. From now on, she is under my protection. If you have any grievances, come to Cold Spring Palace and challenge us there! This is Purple Moon Mountain; I will not entangle with you here!” With that, he grabbed Fuling’s hand and flew towards the Third Heaven.
The giant-toothed sword, imbued with surging divine energy, swiftly blocked their path. Yan Yu was forced back three steps by the impact, and Fuling, unable to withstand the divine energy, turned pale.
Jinyao stood in front of Yan Yu, his face dark with anger. Holding his giant-toothed sword, he shouted, “Yan Yu, you will not take my daughter today!”
Jinyao knew Yan Yu’s character all too well. Fuling was already extremely reclusive, and once she entered Cold Spring Palace and released her demonic energy, she would be doomed forever. He had only this one daughter, and today, no matter what, he would not let her go with Yan Yu.
“Jinyao, I have given you respect, but do not think I fear you!” Yan Yu, proud and competitive by nature, was incensed after taking a blow from the giant-toothed sword. Pushing Fuling behind him, he raised his hand, summoning the Jade Divine Halberd.
“You have intruded upon the sacred land of the demon clan and disturbed a true god in seclusion. If I kill you here on Purple Moon Mountain, even the immortal realm will have nothing to say!”
Jinyao could not hear Yan Yu’s words at this moment. Even if he did, even if Tianqi himself appeared, he would not let Fuling remove her immortal bones and become a pure demon.
With a cold, stern expression, Jinyao wielded the giant-toothed divine sword and charged at Yan Yu. The Jade Divine Halberd met the divine sword, and the two semi-god weapons clashed fiercely in the sky above Purple Moon Mountain. Divine energy surged, and the barrier around Purple Moon Mountain roared with warning.
It had been a long time since the immortal and demon clans had fought, especially at a god level. As soon as the two semi-god weapons clashed, those with profound spiritual energy across the Three Realms felt the intense divine energy colliding around Purple Moon Mountain.
At that moment, Zihan, who was being pampered by the old Dragon King in the East Sea, suddenly looked up, his expression drastically changing. Without even collecting the tribute, he transformed into a giant dragon and flew towards Purple Moon Mountain, roaring inwardly.
“Damn it! Who dares to fight on Purple Moon Mountain! If they disturb the true god refining the divine body of god Yue Mi, I’ll be skinned and flayed even if I turn into a newly hatched dragon!”
The battle atop Purple Moon Mountain lasted an entire day. Jinyao fought desperately, his golden crown long scattered, and Yan Yu, covered in wounds, was equally reckless. Both were consumed by a desire to kill, with Yan Yu aiming to cut down Jinyao with his divine halberd.
The forces of the immortals and demons clashed violently around Purple Moon Mountain, leaving the surrounding hundred miles in ruins. Only Purple Moon Mountain remained untouched, protected by its barrier.
“You old monster! You couldn’t protect your wife, you couldn’t keep your daughter, and now you want to take it out on me? How laughable!” Yan Yu roared, stabbing Jinyao in the shoulder with the halberd, creating a bloody hole. Spitting out blood, he laughed loudly. “Once your blood runs dry, I’ll hang your broken sword in Cold Spring Palace as my trophy!”
He ignored the many more wounds on his own body compared to Jinyao’s, focusing only on fighting fiercely and hurling taunts.
From a distance, Fuling watched Jinyao, covered in blood and in a sorry state. Her grip on the Cloudfire Arrow wavered, but then she released it. She had sworn a blood oath, severing all ties with Jinyao. If she softened now, she would be condemned to a life of insignificance in the Heavenly Palace.
After a day and night of fighting, Jinyao seemed to have aged ten years. He glanced once more at Fuling, who remained silent. With a sudden grunt, his body, holding the giant-toothed sword, turned transparent.
Yan Yu was momentarily stunned. At that moment, Jinyao’s body and the giant-toothed sword fused into one. The sword suddenly grew brighter and more powerful, charging at Yan Yu’s chest with incredible speed.
As long as he killed Yan Yu, the demon realm would no longer have Cold Spring Palace, and Fuling might be willing to return to the immortal realm and let go of her hatred.
A sigh echoed from within the giant-toothed sword. Jinyao closed his eyes, pouring all his divine energy into the final strike towards Yan Yu.
Even if it meant destroying his semi-god body to become immortal again, he would protect his daughter in his own way!
Jinyao, being tens of thousands of years older than Yan Yu, had the upper hand in a fight to the death, even though both were demi-gods. Yan Yu was no match for Jinyao when it came down to true combat. Jinyao’s all-out strike was something Yan Yu couldn’t withstand. Even if Yan Yu managed to endure it, his divine body would be severely damaged, making him no match for Chang Mei seven years later.
In a split second, almost without warning, Yan Yu suddenly dashed towards the barrier of Purple Moon Mountain.
Guided by Jinyao’s divine energy, the giant-toothed sword followed Yan Yu, heading straight for the true god’s barrier surrounded by purple lightning.
With a tremendous crash, whether by chance or fate, the divine energy of the giant-toothed sword struck the weakest point of the barrier, piercing through it and heading towards the Soul Suppression Tower within the main hall.
At that moment, the soul fire within the tower had already reached its peak. Tianqi sat cross-legged in the fire, his eyes closed. Opposite him, on a jade platform, a divine body refined with the power of the demon god had already taken shape. A wisp of divine consciousness in Tianqi’s palm, seeming almost sentient, slowly floated towards the forehead of the newly formed divine body. It paused half an inch above the divine body’s forehead, emanating a sense of joy.
Tianqi, sensing a familiar presence in the tower, opened his eyes. Seeing the divine consciousness, a rare, serene smile appeared on his lips, which had been silent for millennia.
“Yue Mi, you finally…”
Before he could finish his soft sigh, a dominant divine energy suddenly struck the Soul Suppression Tower, breaking through the tower and heading straight for the newly formed divine body of Yue Mi.
Without a second thought, almost instinctively, Tianqi leaped towards the jade platform, shielding Yue Mi’s divine consciousness and body with his own.
With a thunderous boom, as the divine energy of the giant-toothed sword struck Tianqi’s body, the top of the Soul Suppression Tower exploded. Chaotic divine fire and the power of the demon god burst through the barrier of Purple Moon Mountain and shot into the sky. No one noticed that at the moment of the divine energy explosion, the eight divine woods outside the Soul Suppression Tower merged into one and were blasted out of Purple Moon Mountain, flying off to an unknown destination.
Jinyao and Yan Yu, who were locked in battle, were both thrown away by the divine energy surging from Purple Moon Mountain, falling towards opposite sides of the mountain.
Fuling bit her lip and flew towards where Yan Yu was falling, catching him.
Jinyao’s divine consciousness was directly impacted by the demon god’s power, forcing it out of the giant-toothed sword. With his eyes tightly shut, he and the giant-toothed sword fell towards the ground together.
Two powerful streams of immortal energy descended from the sky, barely catching the severely injured and unconscious Jinyao. Yu Feng and Yan Huo, glaring at Fuling and Yan Yu with burning anger, could only retreat a few steps with Jinyao in their arms.
On the other side of Purple Moon Mountain, Yan Yu and Fuling, looking at the scene before them, felt a chill in their hearts.
The barrier of Purple Moon Mountain was broken, and the entire mountain was ablaze with green divine fire. Within the fire stood a tall, green divine tower, emanating the boundless power of the demon god.
Even a fool could now see that Tianqi was on Purple Moon Mountain. The stunned crowd had no time to apologize before a furious dragon roar came from the east, spewing dragon fire towards Purple Moon Mountain.
“You bastards, who allowed you to trespass on Purple Moon Mountain!”
The raging dragon fire burned Yu Feng and Yan Yu’s people, leaving them blackened. The four of them looked at the massive dragon body covering half the sky and gasped, not daring to speak.
Tianqi’s divine beast was a purple dragon that had lived for over a hundred thousand years. Those in the lower three realms had only seen him as a smiling young man, never in his true form, revealing his divine energy.
No wonder, even among the lower three realms, this divine beast was not to be trifled with.
“Dragon Lord, Immortal Jinyao aggressively invaded our demon realm and caused havoc on Purple Moon Mountain. Forced into a life-and-death struggle, I had no choice but to fight back, inadvertently disturbing True God Tianqi’s seclusion.”
Yan Yu spoke first, covered in blood, looking utterly defeated, making his words appear truthful.
“Yan Yu, you have a way with words. Are you trying to blame everything on our lord, seeing that he is gravely injured and unconscious?” Yu Feng calmly addressed Zihan, bowing respectfully. “Dragon Lord, Yan Yu lured Immortal Jinyao’s only beloved daughter away from the immortal realm to join the demon clan. Jinyao, driven by his deep love for his daughter, acted out of desperation on Purple Moon Mountain…”
“Ridiculous! Fuling’s biological mother was originally from the Blood Mist Flower Demon Clan. You killed her mother, so whether she chooses to be an immortal or a demon is entirely up to her. How dare you accuse me of coercion! If your immortal clan can’t keep its people, don’t come here spewing lies in front of the Dragon Lord!”
“You old demon Yan Yu…!” Yan Huo’s face flushed with anger, but he couldn’t come up with a rebuttal. The ancient grudges between the two tribes from thousands of years ago couldn’t easily be argued over.
“Old demon? I’m only a few thousand years old, still very young!”
“Silence!” The purple dragon guarding Purple Moon Mountain’s perimeter barked, cutting off their argument.
The dragon’s massive eyes coldly scanned over Yan Yu, Jinyao, and Yu Feng. Even Yan Yu, a demi-god, couldn’t help but feel a chill, let alone the others.
“The crimes of disturbing Purple Moon Mountain today will be dealt with later. Yan Yu, Yu Feng, convey my decree to the Three Realms: From today until the gates of Purple Moon Mountain reopen, no one—be they human, god, demon, or devil—is to trespass within a hundred miles of the mountain. Anyone who does will face my wrath of heavenly lightning and dragon fire!”
With anger and coldness in his voice, Zihan spat two streams of dragon fire, driving Yan Yu and Yu Feng’s forces out of Purple Moon Mountain.
Yan Yu, already gravely injured, was supported back to Cold Spring Palace by Fuling to recuperate. Yu Feng and the others, deeply concerned about Jinyao’s injuries and knowing they had angered the purple dragon, left for the Heavenly Palace without a word.
On the clouds, Yu Feng glanced back towards Purple Moon Mountain, feeling a vague sense of unease. The divine energy in the Soul Suppression Tower clearly belonged to True God Tianqi. Why hadn’t he appeared despite the commotion? Could something have happened?
Purple Moon Mountain returned to its usual calm. Zihan, in human form, stumbled into the Soul Suppression Tower. Even with his divine energy, it took considerable effort to enter the tower, now ravaged by the demon god’s power and chaotic soul fire. Once inside, the sight left him stunned.
Tianqi lay peacefully on the jade platform, holding Yue Mi’s body. Both had their eyes closed. Yue Mi’s faint divine consciousness was perfectly protected in Tianqi’s palm.
Zihan hurriedly checked Tianqi’s forehead, gasping in shock. Despite his tens of thousands of years, he unceremoniously sat down in disbelief.
He held Tianqi’s hand, trembling and rubbing it for a long time, finally confirming an astonishing fact.
Tian Qi’s divine consciousness contained not a single trace of consciousness.
The purple dragon transformed into a chubby kid, clutching Tianqi’s hand and crying loudly. After a long bout of sobbing, he finally re-established the barrier around Purple Moon Mountain, wiping away his tears and snot before heading to the ancient god realm for help.
In the Star Picking Pavilion, Xuan Yi watched everything unfold in Purple Moon Mountain through a water mirror, sipping leisurely from his wine gourd and sighing contentedly.
“The outside world is still exciting. Watching this is much more enjoyable than the scenes in Purgatory.”
Zhiyang frowned, his nose twitching as he glanced at the wine gourd in Xuan Yi’s hand, suspiciously asking, “Where did you get that wine?”
“This wine doesn’t smell like it came from the god realm, but it has a very old aroma. Such a long age could never be preserved in the human world.”
“This wine?”
Xuan Yi shook the wine gourd with a cheerful grin and said, “Last time, I was so moved by that little girl, Yue Mi, that I couldn’t stand it. Those three carts of wine left in Tianqi’s palace were just sitting there gathering dust, so I decided to drink them. Consider it a favor to me.”
There was a sound of a cup shattering on the floor in the Star Picking Pavilion, followed by Zhiyang’s furious roar.
“Those were Yue Mi’s heartfelt tokens from thousands of years! You bastard!”
Amid the banter and anger in the Star Picking Pavilion, time swiftly passed, and seven years flew by. During this period, Bai Shuo had grown up.
General Bai hoped for his youngest daughter to lead a peaceful and prosperous life, unaware that Bai Shuo had taken her mission to repay the kindness of cultivating immortality to heart. She did the same thing day after day with unwavering determination, and this dedication continued for seven years.
Seven years later, the General’s Mansion had become famous far and wide. People said that General Bai not only raised a virtuous and intelligent Crown Princess for the Eastern Palace but also brought up a renowned little charlatan.
Volume 1 (Human World): Chapter 10
Fu Ling completely ignored Jinyao’s explanation. She had grown up among the demon clan and harbored deep prejudices against the immortal clan. After her mother died at the hands of an immortal, her hatred only deepened. If Jinyao had not been her only remaining family, she would never have stayed in the immortal clan for so long.
She had been waiting for Jinyao to avenge Chaohui, but even after Feng Ran ascended, Jinyao had ruled the Heavenly Palace for eight hundred years without ever mentioning the matter. Furthermore, he treated Yu Feng and others with great respect. Now that Fuling was grown, she knew the demonic energy within her was being suppressed.
Unable to endure her hatred for her mother’s death any longer, she refused to remain a lowly immortal lady. Yan Yu had promised to remove her immortal energy, cleanse her immortal bones, and help her re-cultivate the demonic path. As long as she could one day become a god through cultivation, she could personally avenge her mother.
Fuling returned to the Heavenly Palace and retrieved Lady Chaohui’s relic, the Cloudfire Arrow, from Jinyao’s palace. Jinyao sensed her intentions and chased her all the way here. If Yan Yu had not suddenly appeared, she would have already been taken back to the Heavenly Palace by her father.
“Rebellious daughter, how dare you speak such madness! If you join Cold Spring Palace today, I will disown you!” Jinyao shouted in grief and anger upon hearing that Fuling wanted to strip away her immortal bones and abolish her inner core.
Though peace had returned between immortals and demons in recent years, they stayed out of each other’s affairs. Cold Spring Palace was notorious for its ruthless methods and was widely condemned by the Three Realms. If not for Yan Yu’s formidable power, Cold Spring Palace would have been eradicated by the Fox Demon Clan long ago.
“If you had given up your position as the ruler of the Heavenly Palace and taken Mother into seclusion earlier, how would I have lost her?” Fuling replied coldly, her long-standing hatred surpassing everything: “Since I’ve already lost my mother, what does it matter if I lose you as my father?”
She suddenly drew the Cloudfire Arrow from behind her and pointed it at the sky.
“I, Fuling, swear today that one day I will make all the immortals of the Heavenly Palace pay for my mother’s death. From now on, I belong to the demon clan and have nothing more to do with you, Jinyao!”
A fierce demon fire ignited on the Cloudfire Arrow, illuminating the peak of Purple Moon Mountain with her oath.
Jinyao trembled with rage, his lips quivering as he gripped the giant-toothed immortal sword, veins bulging in his hand. The sword’s energy surged with his furious divine energy. Influenced by this divine energy, purple lightning suddenly appeared on the barrier, signaling a warning and an expulsion.
Seeing the barrier activated, Yan Yu’s brows furrowed. Jinyao might not know, but Yan Yu was aware that Tianqi was in seclusion on Purple Moon Mountain. If Jinyao caused a disturbance that forced Tianqi out of seclusion, Cold Spring Palace would be in deep trouble.
Thinking of the upcoming struggle for the Demon Emperor’s throne in the Chongzi Hall seven years later, Yan Yu shivered, quickly stepping forward to shield Fuling. He spoke sternly.
“Lord Jinyao, Lady Fuling has sworn to sever her relationship with you. From now on, she is under my protection. If you have any grievances, come to Cold Spring Palace and challenge us there! This is Purple Moon Mountain; I will not entangle with you here!” With that, he grabbed Fuling’s hand and flew towards the Third Heaven.
The giant-toothed sword, imbued with surging divine energy, swiftly blocked their path. Yan Yu was forced back three steps by the impact, and Fuling, unable to withstand the divine energy, turned pale.
Jinyao stood in front of Yan Yu, his face dark with anger. Holding his giant-toothed sword, he shouted, “Yan Yu, you will not take my daughter today!”
Jinyao knew Yan Yu’s character all too well. Fuling was already extremely reclusive, and once she entered Cold Spring Palace and released her demonic energy, she would be doomed forever. He had only this one daughter, and today, no matter what, he would not let her go with Yan Yu.
“Jinyao, I have given you respect, but do not think I fear you!” Yan Yu, proud and competitive by nature, was incensed after taking a blow from the giant-toothed sword. Pushing Fuling behind him, he raised his hand, summoning the Jade Divine Halberd.
“You have intruded upon the sacred land of the demon clan and disturbed a true god in seclusion. If I kill you here on Purple Moon Mountain, even the immortal realm will have nothing to say!”
Jinyao could not hear Yan Yu’s words at this moment. Even if he did, even if Tianqi himself appeared, he would not let Fuling remove her immortal bones and become a pure demon.
With a cold, stern expression, Jinyao wielded the giant-toothed divine sword and charged at Yan Yu. The Jade Divine Halberd met the divine sword, and the two semi-god weapons clashed fiercely in the sky above Purple Moon Mountain. Divine energy surged, and the barrier around Purple Moon Mountain roared with warning.
It had been a long time since the immortal and demon clans had fought, especially at a god level. As soon as the two semi-god weapons clashed, those with profound spiritual energy across the Three Realms felt the intense divine energy colliding around Purple Moon Mountain.
At that moment, Zihan, who was being pampered by the old Dragon King in the East Sea, suddenly looked up, his expression drastically changing. Without even collecting the tribute, he transformed into a giant dragon and flew towards Purple Moon Mountain, roaring inwardly.
“Damn it! Who dares to fight on Purple Moon Mountain! If they disturb the true god refining the divine body of god Yue Mi, I’ll be skinned and flayed even if I turn into a newly hatched dragon!”
The battle atop Purple Moon Mountain lasted an entire day. Jinyao fought desperately, his golden crown long scattered, and Yan Yu, covered in wounds, was equally reckless. Both were consumed by a desire to kill, with Yan Yu aiming to cut down Jinyao with his divine halberd.
The forces of the immortals and demons clashed violently around Purple Moon Mountain, leaving the surrounding hundred miles in ruins. Only Purple Moon Mountain remained untouched, protected by its barrier.
“You old monster! You couldn’t protect your wife, you couldn’t keep your daughter, and now you want to take it out on me? How laughable!” Yan Yu roared, stabbing Jinyao in the shoulder with the halberd, creating a bloody hole. Spitting out blood, he laughed loudly. “Once your blood runs dry, I’ll hang your broken sword in Cold Spring Palace as my trophy!”
He ignored the many more wounds on his own body compared to Jinyao’s, focusing only on fighting fiercely and hurling taunts.
From a distance, Fuling watched Jinyao, covered in blood and in a sorry state. Her grip on the Cloudfire Arrow wavered, but then she released it. She had sworn a blood oath, severing all ties with Jinyao. If she softened now, she would be condemned to a life of insignificance in the Heavenly Palace.
After a day and night of fighting, Jinyao seemed to have aged ten years. He glanced once more at Fuling, who remained silent. With a sudden grunt, his body, holding the giant-toothed sword, turned transparent.
Yan Yu was momentarily stunned. At that moment, Jinyao’s body and the giant-toothed sword fused into one. The sword suddenly grew brighter and more powerful, charging at Yan Yu’s chest with incredible speed.
As long as he killed Yan Yu, the demon realm would no longer have Cold Spring Palace, and Fuling might be willing to return to the immortal realm and let go of her hatred.
A sigh echoed from within the giant-toothed sword. Jinyao closed his eyes, pouring all his divine energy into the final strike towards Yan Yu.
Even if it meant destroying his semi-god body to become immortal again, he would protect his daughter in his own way!
Jinyao, being tens of thousands of years older than Yan Yu, had the upper hand in a fight to the death, even though both were demi-gods. Yan Yu was no match for Jinyao when it came down to true combat. Jinyao’s all-out strike was something Yan Yu couldn’t withstand. Even if Yan Yu managed to endure it, his divine body would be severely damaged, making him no match for Chang Mei seven years later.
In a split second, almost without warning, Yan Yu suddenly dashed towards the barrier of Purple Moon Mountain.
Guided by Jinyao’s divine energy, the giant-toothed sword followed Yan Yu, heading straight for the true god’s barrier surrounded by purple lightning.
With a tremendous crash, whether by chance or fate, the divine energy of the giant-toothed sword struck the weakest point of the barrier, piercing through it and heading towards the Soul Suppression Tower within the main hall.
At that moment, the soul fire within the tower had already reached its peak. Tianqi sat cross-legged in the fire, his eyes closed. Opposite him, on a jade platform, a divine body refined with the power of the demon god had already taken shape. A wisp of divine consciousness in Tianqi’s palm, seeming almost sentient, slowly floated towards the forehead of the newly formed divine body. It paused half an inch above the divine body’s forehead, emanating a sense of joy.
Tianqi, sensing a familiar presence in the tower, opened his eyes. Seeing the divine consciousness, a rare, serene smile appeared on his lips, which had been silent for millennia.
“Yue Mi, you finally…”
Before he could finish his soft sigh, a dominant divine energy suddenly struck the Soul Suppression Tower, breaking through the tower and heading straight for the newly formed divine body of Yue Mi.
Without a second thought, almost instinctively, Tianqi leaped towards the jade platform, shielding Yue Mi’s divine consciousness and body with his own.
With a thunderous boom, as the divine energy of the giant-toothed sword struck Tianqi’s body, the top of the Soul Suppression Tower exploded. Chaotic divine fire and the power of the demon god burst through the barrier of Purple Moon Mountain and shot into the sky. No one noticed that at the moment of the divine energy explosion, the eight divine woods outside the Soul Suppression Tower merged into one and were blasted out of Purple Moon Mountain, flying off to an unknown destination.
Jinyao and Yan Yu, who were locked in battle, were both thrown away by the divine energy surging from Purple Moon Mountain, falling towards opposite sides of the mountain.
Fuling bit her lip and flew towards where Yan Yu was falling, catching him.
Jinyao’s divine consciousness was directly impacted by the demon god’s power, forcing it out of the giant-toothed sword. With his eyes tightly shut, he and the giant-toothed sword fell towards the ground together.
Two powerful streams of immortal energy descended from the sky, barely catching the severely injured and unconscious Jinyao. Yu Feng and Yan Huo, glaring at Fuling and Yan Yu with burning anger, could only retreat a few steps with Jinyao in their arms.
On the other side of Purple Moon Mountain, Yan Yu and Fuling, looking at the scene before them, felt a chill in their hearts.
The barrier of Purple Moon Mountain was broken, and the entire mountain was ablaze with green divine fire. Within the fire stood a tall, green divine tower, emanating the boundless power of the demon god.
Even a fool could now see that Tianqi was on Purple Moon Mountain. The stunned crowd had no time to apologize before a furious dragon roar came from the east, spewing dragon fire towards Purple Moon Mountain.
“You bastards, who allowed you to trespass on Purple Moon Mountain!”
The raging dragon fire burned Yu Feng and Yan Yu’s people, leaving them blackened. The four of them looked at the massive dragon body covering half the sky and gasped, not daring to speak.
Tianqi’s divine beast was a purple dragon that had lived for over a hundred thousand years. Those in the lower three realms had only seen him as a smiling young man, never in his true form, revealing his divine energy.
No wonder, even among the lower three realms, this divine beast was not to be trifled with.
“Dragon Lord, Immortal Jinyao aggressively invaded our demon realm and caused havoc on Purple Moon Mountain. Forced into a life-and-death struggle, I had no choice but to fight back, inadvertently disturbing True God Tianqi’s seclusion.”
Yan Yu spoke first, covered in blood, looking utterly defeated, making his words appear truthful.
“Yan Yu, you have a way with words. Are you trying to blame everything on our lord, seeing that he is gravely injured and unconscious?” Yu Feng calmly addressed Zihan, bowing respectfully. “Dragon Lord, Yan Yu lured Immortal Jinyao’s only beloved daughter away from the immortal realm to join the demon clan. Jinyao, driven by his deep love for his daughter, acted out of desperation on Purple Moon Mountain…”
“Ridiculous! Fuling’s biological mother was originally from the Blood Mist Flower Demon Clan. You killed her mother, so whether she chooses to be an immortal or a demon is entirely up to her. How dare you accuse me of coercion! If your immortal clan can’t keep its people, don’t come here spewing lies in front of the Dragon Lord!”
“You old demon Yan Yu…!” Yan Huo’s face flushed with anger, but he couldn’t come up with a rebuttal. The ancient grudges between the two tribes from thousands of years ago couldn’t easily be argued over.
“Old demon? I’m only a few thousand years old, still very young!”
“Silence!” The purple dragon guarding Purple Moon Mountain’s perimeter barked, cutting off their argument.
The dragon’s massive eyes coldly scanned over Yan Yu, Jinyao, and Yu Feng. Even Yan Yu, a demi-god, couldn’t help but feel a chill, let alone the others.
“The crimes of disturbing Purple Moon Mountain today will be dealt with later. Yan Yu, Yu Feng, convey my decree to the Three Realms: From today until the gates of Purple Moon Mountain reopen, no one—be they human, god, demon, or devil—is to trespass within a hundred miles of the mountain. Anyone who does will face my wrath of heavenly lightning and dragon fire!”
With anger and coldness in his voice, Zihan spat two streams of dragon fire, driving Yan Yu and Yu Feng’s forces out of Purple Moon Mountain.
Yan Yu, already gravely injured, was supported back to Cold Spring Palace by Fuling to recuperate. Yu Feng and the others, deeply concerned about Jinyao’s injuries and knowing they had angered the purple dragon, left for the Heavenly Palace without a word.
On the clouds, Yu Feng glanced back towards Purple Moon Mountain, feeling a vague sense of unease. The divine energy in the Soul Suppression Tower clearly belonged to True God Tianqi. Why hadn’t he appeared despite the commotion? Could something have happened?
Purple Moon Mountain returned to its usual calm. Zihan, in human form, stumbled into the Soul Suppression Tower. Even with his divine energy, it took considerable effort to enter the tower, now ravaged by the demon god’s power and chaotic soul fire. Once inside, the sight left him stunned.
Tianqi lay peacefully on the jade platform, holding Yue Mi’s body. Both had their eyes closed. Yue Mi’s faint divine consciousness was perfectly protected in Tianqi’s palm.
Zihan hurriedly checked Tianqi’s forehead, gasping in shock. Despite his tens of thousands of years, he unceremoniously sat down in disbelief.
He held Tianqi’s hand, trembling and rubbing it for a long time, finally confirming an astonishing fact.
Tian Qi’s divine consciousness contained not a single trace of consciousness.
The purple dragon transformed into a chubby kid, clutching Tianqi’s hand and crying loudly. After a long bout of sobbing, he finally re-established the barrier around Purple Moon Mountain, wiping away his tears and snot before heading to the ancient god realm for help.
In the Star Picking Pavilion, Xuan Yi watched everything unfold in Purple Moon Mountain through a water mirror, sipping leisurely from his wine gourd and sighing contentedly.
“The outside world is still exciting. Watching this is much more enjoyable than the scenes in Purgatory.”
Zhiyang frowned, his nose twitching as he glanced at the wine gourd in Xuan Yi’s hand, suspiciously asking, “Where did you get that wine?”
“This wine doesn’t smell like it came from the god realm, but it has a very old aroma. Such a long age could never be preserved in the human world.”
“This wine?”
Xuan Yi shook the wine gourd with a cheerful grin and said, “Last time, I was so moved by that little girl, Yue Mi, that I couldn’t stand it. Those three carts of wine left in Tianqi’s palace were just sitting there gathering dust, so I decided to drink them. Consider it a favor to me.”
There was a sound of a cup shattering on the floor in the Star Picking Pavilion, followed by Zhiyang’s furious roar.
“Those were Yue Mi’s heartfelt tokens from thousands of years! You bastard!”
Amid the banter and anger in the Star Picking Pavilion, time swiftly passed, and seven years flew by. During this period, Bai Shuo had grown up.
General Bai hoped for his youngest daughter to lead a peaceful and prosperous life, unaware that Bai Shuo had taken her mission to repay the kindness of cultivating immortality to heart. She did the same thing day after day with unwavering determination, and this dedication continued for seven years.
Seven years later, the General’s Mansion had become famous far and wide. People said that General Bai not only raised a virtuous and intelligent Crown Princess for the Eastern Palace but also brought up a renowned little charlatan.
