There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 106: Worm in the Brain, Illusion of Immortality

Unexpectedly...

There really is Xia Family Manor.

Shaking his head lightly, Xia Ming slowly walked in.

This Xia Family Manor was laid out along a straight mountain path.

At the end of the mountain path was a low, pitch-black house.

As Xia Ming walked along the mountain path, his brows slowly furrowed.

Silent.

It's too quiet here.

Deadly silence.

At this moment, the cold moon gradually emerged from the dark clouds.

Looking up, Xia Ming's body trembled suddenly.

The mountain path leading up was actually filled with traces of blood!

And the source of the blood was that low house.

With the Cold Soul Sword hanging from his head and holding a sword-shaped talisman in his hand, Xia Ming approached slowly.

When he reached the front of the house, illuminated by the cold moonlight, Xia Ming saw the plaque hanging high up.

- [Xia Family Ancestral Hall]

Feeling the deathly silence inside, Xia Ming took a deep breath.

With a flick of his sword, the heavy doors of the ancestral hall slowly opened.

And in that instant, Xia Ming's pupils dilated to the extreme.

Inside the house, he saw mountains of corpses piled up on both sides.

All the people of Xia Family Manor were here.

A swift and clean strike to the throat.

Walking among the piles of corpses, Xia Ming slowly made his way towards the depths of the ancestral hall.

In the deepest part of the hall, Xia Ming saw several bodies that had been individually taken out.

An old man with white hair, a middle-aged couple, and a young couple in the corner.

Approaching the side of the old man with white hair first, Xia Ming saw the family genealogy tightly held in his hand.

On the genealogy, Xia Ming saw these small words.

[Xia Ming, born on the thirtieth day of the spring month, father Xia Sansi, mother Li, fourth generation in the family...]

Xia Sansi, Li... Looking at the middle-aged couple on the ground, Xia Ming furrowed his brows slowly.

"Xia Ming, is it such a coincidence in the world? Sharing the same name and surname as me?"

Putting down the genealogy, Xia Ming walked to the side of the young woman.

The woman was gentle and beautiful, but unfortunately, she was dead.

With a glance, Xia Ming saw a few small characters soaked in cinnabar inside the jade bracelet on the woman's hand.

"My apologies."

Whispering, Xia Ming carefully took off the jade bracelet from the woman's hand.

In the light, Xia Ming's left eye began to bleed again.

Inside the jade bracelet, he saw three small characters.

- [Gift from Xia Ming]

Hmm?

Was this woman Xia Ming's lover?

Carefully placing the jade bracelet back beside the woman, Xia Ming let out a long sigh.

Finally, Xia Ming looked at the burly man in the innermost part.

Flipping the man over, Xia Ming's body trembled suddenly as he looked at the familiar face.

Damn it!

This is Xia Laojiu!

How could this be Xia Laojiu!

Could it be that Zhao Jiu didn't deceive me? Just by the name Xia Ming, he found Xia Family Manor?

To get close to me, he disguised himself as Xia Laojiu!

But... but... how is this possible!

How could there be another Xia Ming in Xia Family Manor?

That Xia Ming is not me!

I... my current body is called Zhao Liuche!

Coincidence?

It must be a coincidence!

Same name, same surname! Zhao Jiu must have made a mistake!

Xia Ming is my name from my previous life! Now, I am Zhao Liuche!

Kneeling down with a thud, Xia Ming struggled and fell in front of the middle-aged couple.

He lit the candle in front of him and carefully examined the appearance of the couple.

The more he looked, the more they resembled! The more he looked, the more he struggled! The more he looked, the more afraid he became!

Similar eyebrows and eyes! Even the mouth!

Xia Ming felt a big hand tightly gripping his throat, making it hard for him to breathe, making it hard for him to take a breath!

Hot wax dripped on his hand, but Xia Ming didn't feel any pain.

Heh... heh...

Haha... hehe...

Strange sounds came from Xia Ming's throat. Amidst the surging thoughts, a terrifying idea gradually occupied his mind.

...

All along, he was Xia Ming, the young man who admired immortals from Xia Family Manor, and was later kidnapped and taken up the mountain.

That's the only reasonable explanation. He transmigrated, Xia Ming transmigrated, it's perfectly normal!

Zhao Liuche! Muchuan! They were all illusions created by Goldfinger!

It was probing my subconscious!

It was deceiving my brain, making me strive to survive!

After all, when I die, it dies too!

It is the worm parasitizing my mind!

A worm that fantasizes about becoming an immortal!

"Ascend to immortality, and you can leave me?!"

"When you saw that I liked Zhaixian, you created a difficult situation for me in Muchuan?!"

"When you saw that I envied the identity of a prince like Zhao Jiu, you created a background for me in the Zhao family?!"

"So the immortal is my real father, huh!! You scoundrel! I'll eat blood pills every day from now on!"

"Let's see how you can deceive me!"

Inside the silent ancestral hall, Xia Ming was mad like a demon.

He pointed at his own head and cursed loudly.

"You! You! Just you wait! One day, I will fully activate the Blood Wheel Heaven's Gate and then cut off my head. I want to see what kind of ghost you really are!"

"I am not Xia Ming! But because of me, they died! Zhao Jiu!! You deserve to die!"

Knocking over the candlestick, Xia Ming knelt on the ground and kowtowed four times.

Step by step, he walked out of the Xia family ancestral hall, and behind Xia Ming, a sea of fire had already formed.

Taking a deep look at the spreading sea of blood-red fire, Xia Ming plunged into the endless wilderness.

In a secluded small hill, Xia Ming dug a small cave and threw himself into it.

Xia Ming was lucky.

Because the great observer who should have been searching for him had stopped at Longshouyuan.

There were three reasons why the great observer stopped.

First: Zhao Jiu was found, and his grand illusion was shattered into two pieces. His injuries were extremely miserable.

Second: The actions of the great observer provoked a fierce counterattack from the Western Dragon Clan. The conflict became more intense, and with new and old grudges combined, some old folks in the depths of the wasteland had already begun to stir.

Third: Immortals had arrived. An immortal came from the extreme southern wilderness.

When the immortals arrived, the cultivators welcomed them.

The great observer formed a formation at Longshouyuan, and even the third-generation prince descended with his physical body. The great observer's side was full of sincerity.

In the expectant eyes of the cultivators, the immortal arrived.

One moment he was in the extreme southern wilderness, and the next moment, he had already arrived at Longshouyuan.

A corner of the night wove his robe, under the envelopment of the pitch-black night, the cultivators couldn't see anything.

He didn't look like a person, but rather like a wisp of black smoke.

But it was this faintly discernible figure that made the cultivators unable to muster any resistance.

His aura seemed to connect with the heavens in this realm!

In awe, the great observer bowed respectfully.

"Immortal is immortal, the Great Dao is eternal."

Seeing the immortal, the third prince Zhao San slowly stood up.

As he stood up, a golden sun seemed to rise over the entire Longshouyuan, and the golden blood surged and almost obscured the sky!

With a burning gaze, Zhao San stared unwaveringly at the immortal in front of him.

"Great Observer Immortal Continent, Third Prince of the Third Generation, pays respects to the immortal. May I ask for the immortal's name?"

Seeing Zhao San slowly approaching, the humanoid black mist immediately spoke.

"It's better for the prince to sit and talk. This old man is peaceful, far from being an immortal. I am just a humble cultivator from Luo Xian Ridge."

"I, an old man with a weak body, cannot withstand the immense vitality of the Crown Prince..."

Upon hearing the three words "Luo Xian Ridge," the audience of cultivators turned their attention.

Immortals can die, and naturally, they can grow old.

If the management of Xianzhou is poor, then the immortal body will decline.

Once the immortal body dies, the immortal soul becomes rootless and transient, and death becomes inevitable.

If one wishes to live longer, they must find a place to nurture their soul.

And that Luo Xian Ridge is an extremely special existence in the extreme southern wilderness, said to be even further south than Xizi Cangzhou.

"I wonder, why has the Tai Ping Immortal come from afar? What is the matter?"

Sitting upright in the center, Zhao San's eyes showed no trace of awe.

Indeed, there was no need for awe, unless the Tai Ping Immortal used the Immortal Law, otherwise, Zhao San would not fear him.

"I wonder, why has the Crown Prince come to Xizi? What is the matter?"

"Personal matters."

"I wonder when will the Crown Prince leave?"

"I will choose a day to depart."

Upon hearing Zhao San's words, Tai Ping let out a long sigh.

The younger generation is formidable.

But...there will always be a younger generation.

Tai Ping sends off the younger generation every year, and many of them don't even live long enough to see his departure.

Looking at Zhao San in front of him, Tai Ping's tone was very calm.

"Crown Prince, it would be better for you to return early. Xizi is not Da Guan. The heavens here belong to all living beings. Zhao San of the Zhao family...isn't it good to be alive?"

Before Tai Ping finished speaking, a cold gaze suddenly shot out from under his black robe.

Arriving fast, leaving fast.

By the time the cultivators regained their senses, the immortal had already left.

At this moment, Crown Prince Zhao San also fell into a deathly silence.

Just now, Zhao San felt that Tai Ping could kill him with a single thought!

That feeling couldn't be wrong!

Is it the Immortal Law?

Tai Ping, Tai Ping...

Muttering these two words, the third generation slowly closed his eyes.

It seems that Xizi Cangzhou is still the bottom line for those old fellows.

"Tomorrow, we will set off for Da Guan."

"We will follow the Crown Prince's orders!"

...

The cultivators of Da Guan left, leaving behind a mess.

The upper-level cultivators of Xizi were almost wiped out. Under the instructions of Da Guan, more than thirty sects were directly reorganized into three sects.

Tianhe, Dihe, Renhe.

Among them, the Renhe Sect is the smallest, with its sect master being a cultivator named Haiguo, and the deputy sect master being a lucky individual named Huchangqing.

(End of this chapter)