Chapter 001 What's Going On

  Mirror Mountain

  As its name suggests, it is shaped like a mirror, elliptical in shape, with pleasant weather.

  The four seasons are distinct here, with trees that remain lush and vibrant year-round, but there are rarely people coming and going in this place.

  Firstly, this is a deep mountain and old forest in people's eyes. Who would want to live here for no reason?

  Secondly, the terrain here is treacherous, although it looks calm on the surface, there are hidden dangers everywhere, and it's hard to guard against them all. If you're not careful, you could lose your life at any moment.

  In the mountains, there are often wild beasts emerging. These animals are not those that have been trained in zoos, but are full of wildness. They live in the crisis-ridden deep mountains and lead a life of survival of the fittest.

  This is the law of nature, the strong are king.

  Modern people are accustomed to a fast-paced life with high speed and efficiency, they like fashion, pursue popularity, and also like to use high technology to make their lives better and more convenient.

  Deep mountains are the places they yearn for but will not choose to live in.

  However, it is in this deep mountain that a mysterious ancient martial arts family lives. They have lived in the Mirror Mountain for generations, cultivating immortality as their duty, and since their second ancestor attained enlightenment and ascended to immortality, later generations dared not slacken even slightly.

  "Yue'er, have you finished your homework today?" Leng Jingzi, the eighth generation heir, and current head of the Leng family. The familiar term of endearment was spoken in a cold tone, devoid of warmth or affection.

  "Yes, grandfather." The reply was brief and cold, with a hint of estrangement.

  Leng Xueyu had just walked out of the martial arts arena, wearing a black outfit and standing upright in front of Leng Jing. From childhood to adulthood, she had never seen a smile on his face, except for that one time.

  Since she was sensible, she knew that she was the hope of her family, carrying too many heavy shackles on her body. She lived unhappily, but she had no right to choose.

  Apart from day-to-day training, it's still training, there is no time that belongs to her.

  "Hmm." Leng Jing nodded, stroking his white beard, a pair of sharp eyes always gleaming with insight, no one could see through his thoughts.

  It's just that every time he looks at Leng Ziyue, his eyes are filled with a few more points of confusion, and the pained expression flashes by in an instant, disappearing too quickly to be caught, yet existing unmistakably.

  "If Grandfather hadn't ordered, Zhiyue would still be in the study room." Cold Zhiyue's calm and peaceful phoenix eyes gazed straight at the front, her height one head higher than hers. All of her time, except for when she was practicing martial arts, was spent in the study room.

  As the tenth generation successor of the Cold House, she must not only possess exceptional martial arts skills but also surpassing intelligence. Whether it's ancient classics or modern masterpieces, she must be well-versed in all of them.

  The Leng family has lived in the Mirror Mountain for generations, hidden deep within its heart. However, not every member of the Leng family is suited to practicing martial arts and achieving immortality. At the age of two, the clan leader personally selects those who are unsuitable for martial training and sends them to the city, dispersing them across various fields, allowing them to develop their unique skills.

  The chosen successor will live in Jing Shan before the age of ten and be personally taught martial arts by the tribe leader, then sent to the city after turning ten to learn fully modernized knowledge and come into contact with people outside the tribe.

  Leng Xueyu had to learn things that far exceeded what ordinary people could bear, although she was very tired, but she gritted her teeth and persisted, this was her fate.

  It was destined from the start.

  Others need more than a decade from primary school to university, but she completed all her studies in just five short years. It's not strange to call her a freak.

  "Yu'er, the blood lotus flowers by the creek should have bloomed, time really flies." Leng Jing stroked his long beard, saying thoughtfully.

  What is destined to come will still come, and what cannot be detained will always elude detention.

  Perhaps only rebirth can allow her to escape the suffering of reincarnation and truly attain enlightenment.

  The gears of fate have quietly sprouted, and she should return to her original place.

  Fifteen years, just a blink of an eye? He stood with his hands behind him, watching as the frail but straight-backed child walked further and further away from his line of sight. A glimmer of tears flashed in his calm eyes, he was powerless to change what was about to happen, fate could only be grasped by her own hands.

  "I'll bring back the Blood Lotus." Leng Xueyue turned around and left without looking back.

  Blood lotus flower, blooms once every fifteen years, appears in the world only once a thousand years.

  She is sixteen years old, and when she was one year old, her grandfather took her to the creek valley to cleanse her body, and the blood lotus appeared in the world. She became the successor of the family. For over a decade, they have placed all their hopes on her alone, expecting her to attain enlightenment and ascend to immortality, fulfilling the family's long-cherished wish.

  Her life trajectory changed from then on.

  Standing once again by the creek, Leng Ziyue gazed coldly at her reflection in the pool of water. It was a very young face, one that should have been full of youthful vitality. Yet, despite being only sixteen years old, she looked like a sixty-one-year-old who had experienced countless hardships and struggles.

  Leng Xue sat by the pool, her fingers tracing through the water, feeling cool and refreshing. She didn't know when it started, but she always had a recurring dream where she was crying, surrounded by blood, trying to break free from the bloody shackles that bound her, but couldn't.

  Every time she wakes up, her heart aches sharply.

  There is a lingering thought in her heart, making her always want to go and investigate everything that happened before.

  Looking at that blood, she didn't feel scared, but instead felt an unprecedented warmth, being surrounded by it, Leng Xueyu actually felt a sense of security and happiness.

  These, she had never said, were deeply buried in her heart.

  The corners of her mouth drew a faint, heart-wrenching smile. Who knew that her heart was burning with such fervor? Who knew what she yearned for? Who knew that if there were someone who truly understood her, she would shine with an entirely different radiance.

  She slowly stood up, gazing at the lotus flower in the pool that was shimmering with a bloody glow. It was so beautiful, so enchanting, as if it would absorb one's soul. No one could resist its fragrance. From afar, the layered petals seemed to still be carrying transparent blood beads, resembling human tears.

  A thread of melancholy, quietly growing in the depths of my heart.

  Suddenly, Leng Xue'er opened her eyes wide and looked at her own body involuntarily moving from the edge of the pool towards the Blood Lotus in the center. The water in the pool churned up huge waves, and she felt a sense of danger, struggling to break free from that sudden surge of power. With all her might, she was still unable to change even a little bit.

  Her body became lighter and lighter, the blood lotus in front of her enlarged, and something flashed quickly in the layer upon layer of petals, but it was not yet clear what it was.

  All I could see was a brilliant light all around, so bright that it was hard to keep my eyes open. My consciousness grew weaker and weaker until everything went black in front of me. Leng Xiu couldn't help but ask: "What's going on?"

  She indeed wanted to pick the Blood Lotus, but why hadn't she made any move yet, her body had already lost control and was flying towards the Blood Lotus at an incredible speed. Why did she feel that her body was in a state of being crushed with pain in that instant?

  What the hell is going on here……