lcionline Chapter 1867
Chapter 1867
"I'd like to see if Qiu Zixian can make any breakthroughs in the three paths of demonic cultivation by following you. Among my peers, you are the first to dare to threaten me, Xia Jiuyou, like this."
She looked up toward the direction of the Heartless Realm, a hint of fighting spirit flashing in her eyes. "The Heartless Holy Land, huh? The ranking battle ninety-eight years later, let's see what gives you the confidence to be so arrogant."
The next morning, the first rays of dawn shone through the glass windows of the immortal's chamber and fell on Qiu Zixian's face.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings resting on a petal, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her consciousness was still lingering on the siege at the Immortal Ancient Divine Mine yesterday—the killing moves of the sixteen Celestial Gods and Immortals, the icy chill of Xia Jiuyou forcibly taking over her consciousness, all flashing through her mind.
She subconsciously channeled her demonic energy, her hands forming a killing seal, her knuckles turning white from the force, when she turned her head and met a pair of calm and gentle eyes.
Chen Xuan was sitting cross-legged by the bed, meditating, his body surrounded by a faint crimson-gold divine power. When he saw her wake up, he stopped his meditation. His voice was hoarse from just waking up, but he was very relieved: "You woke up so quickly?"
Qiu Zixian was stunned for a moment, then slowly withdrew her killing technique, and demonic energy flowed gently around her.
She looked at Chen Xuan, her eyes full of confusion: "How...how did I get here? Yesterday, those people surrounded and killed me, and Xia Jiuyou even possessed my body..."
She tried hard to recall what happened next, but the memory of that period when her consciousness was invaded was blank; she only remembered the intense stabbing pain at the end.
Chen Xuan smiled, flipped his hand, and took out a palm-sized, pitch-black immortal mansion, along with more than a dozen magical treasures whose auras were concealed, and handed them to her:
“These are the things those people offered as an ‘apology’ yesterday, and your old hideout has also been brought back to you.”
Qiu Zixian took it, and the moment her fingertips touched one of the black banners, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"This is the Three Hundred Million Soul Banner? That old bastard from the Divine Banner Sect actually gave you this natal magic treasure?"
The banner was faintly entwined with countless phantoms, and although it was sealed, it still exuded a chilling aura. She had fought with the elder of the Divine Banner Sect several times and knew the power of this Soul Banner. At this moment, her fingertips trembled slightly as she held the banner.
She didn't press for details about what happened yesterday—if it were the old her, she would have definitely dug deep into the matter, but now, she only cared about whether the person in front of her was alright, and nothing else mattered.
"Snapped--"
A jade talisman shattered in Chen Xuan's palm, a pale green halo flashing past.
He leaned down and gently kissed Qiu Zixian's forehead, the kiss carrying the coolness of the morning: "Zi Mang crushed the talisman; it's time to pack up and set off."
Qiu Zixian's cheeks flushed crimson instantly, like ripe fruit. She nodded emphatically, her voice barely audible: "Okay."
When the two walked out of the small building hand in hand, Zi Mang had been waiting at the entrance of the cave for a long time.
He crossed his arms, looking at Qiu Zixian's eyes filled with dependence on Chen Xuan, and couldn't help but click his tongue twice.
The once aloof and ruthless witch is now like a well-behaved little girl, her eyes glued to Chen Xuan, and she even unconsciously follows his steps when she walks, which is truly unbelievable.
"Brother Chen Xuan, did you have a peaceful night?" Zi Mang raised an eyebrow, his tone full of mockery.
Without a second thought, Chen Xuan blurted out, "Fighting is awesome!"
Qiu Zixian's cheeks flushed even more—Zi Mang had no idea about the battle at the Divine Mine yesterday, and hearing these words from him would inevitably lead him to misinterpret the situation. She quietly reached out and gently pinched the soft flesh on Chen Xuan's waist with her fingertips, scolding him, "Don't talk nonsense again."
Chen Xuan and Zi Mang laughed out loud at the same time. The morning sunlight shone on the three of them, dispelling the tension of yesterday.
"Let's go, let's set off immediately." Zi Mang's smile faded, but in her heart, her admiration for Chen Xuan grew even stronger.
With a femme fatale like Qiu Zixian, bearing the face of the Holy Maiden Xia Jiuyou, accompanying him through the long night, Chen Xuan was able to remain unmoved. This level of Dao heart is probably among the best of the younger generation in the Ten Great Holy Lands.
The three flew away from the core star of the Purple Mansion and arrived in the outer void.
Zi Mang stopped and looked at Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian, her tone solemn:
“You are not disciples of the Purple Mansion Holy Land. If you wish to use the sect’s large teleportation array, you will have to temporarily reside in my personal immortal abode.”
Chen Xuan nodded in understanding—he had already used his Heartless Holy Land Guidance Token at the Immortal Fate Conference in the Xuanxiao World.
Qiu Zixian's identity is more sensitive. Although she has severed her karmic ties with Xia Jiuyou, she will still be feared by the cultivators of the Holy Land, so she cannot openly use the teleportation array of the Purple Mansion Holy Land.
Qiu Zixian secretly sent a telepathic message to Chen Xuan, reminding him to be careful not to enter other people's immortal abodes casually.
Chen Xuan squeezed her hand to reassure her—both morally and logically, Zi Mang had no reason to harm him; on the contrary, forming a good relationship would benefit both parties.
Seeing Chen Xuan lead her into the Immortal Abode without hesitation, Zi Mang felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
He knew that Chen Xuan trusted him completely and hadn't even asked him to make a heavenly oath.
Although the core disciples of the Holy Land are bound by oaths, compared to the star-like Xuanxiao World, the binding force of the Heavenly Dao oaths is weakened by more than a factor of 5.
Of course, the strictest rule is still that one must not betray one's master.
However, taking outsiders to leave for training using the sect's teleportation array is already in a gray area of the rules, and Chen Xuan's trust made him even more certain that this person was worth getting to know better.
Zi Mang's personal immortal abode was not large, but it was decorated elegantly—pavilions, towers, spiritual fields and immortal plants, and only a few servants and maids, exuding tranquility everywhere.
Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian spent their days together, occasionally discussing the Dao and watching the immortal grains grow in the spiritual fields. Their days were exceptionally peaceful.
Just three days later, a voice from the purple light came from the outside world, carrying a hint of lightness: "Brother Chen Xuan, as expected, we have arrived at the Realm of Heartless Love!"
"There is no need to resist, I will guide you out now."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle force of a mustard seed array enveloped the two of them.
The light enveloped them like flowing water, and the scene before them suddenly changed.
When the light faded, Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian found themselves standing in an unfamiliar void. The air was filled with a clear, refreshing spiritual energy that was completely different from that of the Purple Mansion Realm. The distant stars glowed with a pale blue light, indicating that they were in another realm.
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