Chapter Thirty: Su Zhen (Volume End)

  Xu Xian looked back on the road he had traveled, Jin Hua was already far away, but this trip wasn't boring after all.

  I checked the taskbar and, yeah, Teacher Li's invitation is done, but there's no reward. Why is that? The reward was supposed to be in the travel expenses, but now it's all gone to the Ning family. However, I triggered a hidden task, saving Nie Xiaoqian, and got a Qinghong sword, a Yuan Gong Jian Tu book, and a female ghost. It's really a rich harvest, especially that ghost, just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes!

  Killed some monsters, didn't drop anything, but got a bit of experience.

  What, you ask if killing ghosts will increase experience?

  Of course, what I've been practicing is the "Star宿传习录" which has gone even further! Moreover, I've also learned a new skill - True Sun Fire! However, I'm still on the path of cultivating my Qi and transforming it into Spirit, but I haven't even managed to cultivate my Yang Spirit yet, so for now, I can only barely be considered as having cultivated my Yin Spirit.

  "Alright, this isn't a game," Xian sighed to himself. Two close calls with death, especially with that lively female ghost by his side, made him realize that this wasn't a game. But if it were an otome game, would he have already conquered another beauty? Ugh, this really isn't a game.

  Xu Xian's mind was a jumble of thoughts as he stepped through the city gate of Hangzhou, Xiao Qian had already hidden herself in that ancient jade, following the throngs of people, she made her way straight to the Kai Tian Academy.

  Above the surging white clouds, if someone gazes out from here, Xu Xian's figure is like a drop of water merging into the crowd, not stirring up even half a ripple. This boundless red dust is where worldly people go. Eating, drinking, living, traveling, sorrow, joy, parting, meeting, laughter, anger, scolding - all are within it.

  Looking afar to the southwest, the distant mountains of Shu are faintly visible. Yet there is one place where all the peaks rise steeply and form a city wall-like shape - this is indeed the secluded Qingcheng Mountain range. Pushing aside the white clouds that have been entwining the green peaks for years, a quiet lake appears, with a thin layer of mist still floating on its surface. In the clear shallow part of the lake, a white chain coils around it, swallowing and spitting out a white inner elixir.

  The sky suddenly rolled up thick dark clouds, with a loud noise, and arrived in an instant. At this time when there should be no thunder, a dull thunder sounded.

  Dark clouds and purple lightning, with a fierce momentum from the sky, but not like ordinary lightning that shoots out electricity, but accurately hits the rising white inner elixir. However, the thin fog on the Moon Pool Lake did not disperse, and the white mist continued to rise, gathering above the inner elixir. Every time the lightning flashed, it dispersed a little, but every time it dispersed, it quickly re-gathered. The thunder echoed through the valley, initially with intervals, but later became continuous. The speed of the white mist gathering slowed down more and more.

  In the blink of an eye, dark clouds pressed lower and lower, but thunderbolts became less frequent. Electric snakes darted about in the sea of clouds, while thunder dragons danced wildly. A dull rumbling sound echoed through the air, yet no rain fell. The entire valley trembled with fear.

  In the lake water, that one white chain seemed to know the last moment, the white misty air was tumbling, and the whole lake water seemed to be boiling, shaking and surging. The white mist above the inner elixir seemed like a canopy.

  For a moment, heaven and earth held their breath.

  The valley was dark under the gloomy clouds as if it were deep night, with only occasional flashes of lightning from the clouds bringing a fleeting glimpse of light.

  Suddenly, a ray of light pierced through the sky, shaking heaven and earth. The light made one's eyes lose their sight, the sound made one's ears lose their hearing.

  There was only a continuous humming vibration echoing.

  On the lake surface, the fog dispersed, but that one inner elixir shone with a vast white light, and electric light entwined on its surface. The white chain in the water leapt up and swallowed the inner elixir into its belly.

  This calamity has finally passed, and even with her 1,700 years of bitter cultivation, she can't help but feel jubilant in her heart. She swims back and forth in the lake water of Moon Pool Lake. With a flick of her tail, the stone pillars by the lake scatter, and with a swim of her body, the grass and trees lean and fall.

  Coiling up a huge stone pillar, borrowing power to shed a layer of dragon clothes. When jumping down from the stone pillar again, a stunningly beautiful woman with no clothes on stood by the lake. Her face still had a faint smile.

  She adjusted her dress, her figure was slender and elegant, her skin as smooth as jade, and she felt even more satisfied.

  With a wave of his hand and a spin of his body, the soft white clothes danced with him, like an immortal figure in the swirling mist.

  In fact, after 1,700 years of cultivation and overcoming numerous tribulations, she was now only one step away from the Immortal Path.

  With a slight pinch of her jade finger, she slightly frowned and already knew that the Guanyin Bodhisattva of Nanhai would soon appear victorious over the not-too-distant Emei Jinding. In the way of numerology, she had some pride in herself, and a smile also appeared on her face.

  At this moment, she smiled, how could she understand that the person destined for her had long been standing on the shore of West Lake, looking out and waiting for a long time.

  Ten years of cultivation can lead to the same boat crossing, a hundred years of cultivation can lead to sharing a pillow. But what she cultivated for a thousand years, was it the happiness of the mortal world or the calamity of the immortal path?

  By the West Lake, in the Knowing Fish Pavilion, the autumn sun shone lazily, and Xu Xian also leaned lazily against the railing with the sun. Next to him, Nie Xiaoqian pointed at the scenery by the lake, laughing non-stop, with a hint of melancholy on her face. Although the scenery of West Lake was not as beautiful as it was in spring and summer, having not seen it for decades, Xiaoqian still felt excited beyond words.

  Xu Xian felt a faint sense of peace and confidence in his heart, thinking that he could also bring such happiness to the woman.

  He had a premonition that the person he was waiting for was just nearby.

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  The Dreamer: This chapter is a bit short, but it won't affect the normal update. There are still two more updates today, so please don't worry.