There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 119 Zhao Liuche, Are You Here Again?

Chapter 119: Zhao Liuche, you're here again?

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Finally, it's done.

Chen Dazhuang stared blankly at Xia Ming in front of him, and even Chen Xiazizi beside him slowly narrowed his gray and white blind eyes.

Good! Good! What a bold and audacious young man! You dare to play tricks on me?

Suppressing his anger, Chen Xiazizi asked in a low voice, "You're saying that by shouting the word 'condense,' the core Thunder Ring will be formed?"

"Are you trying to deceive me, kid!? Tell me in detail, what preparations have you made!?"

Facing Chen Xiazizi's questioning, Xia Ming looked innocent and said, "Great Master, I swear I didn't lie to you. As for preparations... it's the same as usual, bathing, burning incense, arranging the formation, cultivating Qi, focusing on the Dantian..."

"Yin Seventeen! If you say that again, I won't give you a chance to observe the monument!"

Looking at Chen Xiazizi's pale eyes, Xia Ming's gaze also gradually focused, his left eye tightened, exuding a majestic aura.

At the moment when the energy ring lit up, Chen Dazhuang's body trembled violently.

That tremor deep in his soul made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Is this the Thunder God's Eye?

It really lives up to its reputation!

During this silence, Xia Ming spoke again.

"Great Master Chen, every word Yin Seventeen said is true. If you insist on asking for an explanation, all I can say is, perhaps I'm missing an eye? Or maybe, Yin Seventeen is exceptionally talented and blessed by the heavens?"

With his lifeless gray eyes fixed on Xia Ming, and after experiencing the pressure of the Thunder God's Eye up close, Chen Xiazizi's desire grew stronger.

He was determined to obtain this technique!

Thinking of this, Chen Xiazizi's tone softened a bit.

"Yin Seventeen, my young friend, we are fellow disciples, branches of the same tree! How can I not believe you?"

"Here's the deal, Yin young friend. I have heard that you have a great love for spiritual swords. I happen to have a broken sword here. Don't be fooled by its condition, although it's damaged, it can still be considered a Third Grade Spirit Weapon."

"I'm willing to exchange this sword for one more favor from you, young friend. I wonder if you're willing to agree, my dear?"

A Third Grade Spirit Sword... I definitely won't miss out on it!

Quietly watching the blind Chen in front of him, Xia Ming knew that this guy would finally reveal his true colors.

"It's fine to speak, Senior."

"Young friend, my eyes were injured many years ago and can only perceive things through my divine consciousness. The Thunder God's Eye is a marvelous item. Could you let me experience it firsthand, young friend?"

Xia Ming frowned and then asked, "May I ask, Senior, what would be considered experiencing it firsthand?"

"It's simple. I've heard that the Thunder God's Eye contains the power of thunder, swift as lightning, and exceptionally fierce. Young friend, why not target me..."

"No! Old man! Let me do it!"

Upon hearing Chen's words, Chen Dazhuang immediately stood up to argue.

"Shut up! This is between me and Young Friend Yin. Why are you interfering? Besides, I am at the Core Formation Late Stage! Do you really think I'm just a clay figurine?"

...

"Have you made up your mind, Senior Chen?"

"Young Friend Yin, make your move!"

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming directly activated the Thunder God's Eye, gathering power for an attack. The ninth thunder ring dimmed and disappeared. In a flash of lightning, there was no movement, as if the ox had entered the sea.

Xia Ming laughed, Chen smiled, and Chen Dazhuang felt a chill run down his spine, his hair standing on end.

"Dazhuang! Take Young Friend Yin to the back mountain to observe the stele!"

"Old man, you?!"

"What could I possibly have to do? Hurry up and go!"

"Thank you, Senior, for your guidance."

...

After Xia Ming left, Chen quickly took out the jade thread talisman from his bosom. He touched the broken spiderweb-like lines on the talisman and clenched his fist tightly.

"Damn it! Core Formation Mid Stage?!"

Before he could finish speaking, a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Chen's mouth.

"This method really targets the soul... He, a mere Foundation Building cultivator, can unleash such power. If I were to learn this method..."

"Then Hong Lie would have to kneel and beg me to become the sect master?!"

...

While Chen was lost in his thoughts, Xia Ming followed Chen Dazhuang to the back mountain of the Blazing Fire Valley.

It was hard to imagine that behind the scorching Blazing Fire Valley was a deep and profound cold pool.

The water in the pool was pitch black, with a chilling aura. Above the black pool, several intersecting black iron chains hung.

"To be honest, Elder Yin, the tempering and reshaping of all the Spirit Weapons in the Blazing Fire Valley rely on this deep pool! Please wait a moment, Elder Yin. I will bring the stele up for you."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Dazhuang's arms suddenly swelled up, his muscles like a coiling dragon, his biceps like pillars.

At the moment when the iron chains tightened, a huge stone stele slowly rose from the water.

The stele was dark black, unusually heavy, with a color like ink jade, grand and majestic.

But what was extremely regrettable was...

It was broken.

This stone stele had lost its crucial lower half.

After the stele rose, Chen Dazhuang tightened the iron chains around the stone beast's mouth nearby.

Taking a deep breath, he then slowly said:

"Elder Yin, you stay here and watch. Don't get close, that stone stele is the eye of the Fiery Valley Formation. Once you get close, even immortals won't be able to save you, and your bones will be destroyed... Elder Yin, take your time to comprehend it. Dazhuang won't disturb you. I'll come to pick you up in an hour."

Hearing Chen Dazhuang's words, Xia Ming suddenly felt a toothache.

Damn, this blind old man from the Fiery Valley is really stingy!

Not allowing a close look is one thing, but he even set a time limit?

Is he really afraid that I'll figure something out?

Although Xia Ming had a toothache, he still had manners.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chen, for your help."

Chen Dazhuang bowed and left, and Xia Ming slowly examined the black stele.

There were no words on the black stele, only an ancient portrait engraved on it, weathered by the merciless passage of time.

Now, only a vague outline could be seen.

It seemed to be a person, yet not like a person.

His abdomen was torn open...

No!

It seemed more like a wide-open mouth!

In shock, Xia Ming used his Thunder God's Eye to examine the stele again.

The Thunder God's Eye gave Xia Ming a fresh perspective, similar to an X-ray scan.

There was nothing strange inside the stele.

When he scanned the broken part of the stele, Xia Ming's expression suddenly changed. Despite the passage of time, Xia Ming still saw the neat cut mark.

This stele... seemed to have been cut by a sword.

Without thinking too much, Xia Ming seized the time to comprehend the Dao Rhyme.

Opening his right eye wide, he stared blankly for a long time, and Xia Ming was dumbfounded.

Huh?

What's going on?

Could it be that it's been too long?

The Dao Rhyme is gone? Did the old blind man deceive me?

Just when Xia Ming was doubting his life, a small hand slowly reached into his hand, bit by bit, until finally, their fingers interlocked, perfectly fitting together.

Xia Ming and Muchuan had both become infatuated with this feeling, but Xia Ming kept it hidden in his heart and would never speak it out loud.

How could he say it? That he had fallen in love with an imaginary person?

Looking back at Muchuan beside him, Xia Ming slowly said, "Muchuan, can you help me see what's on it?"

With long eyelashes fluttering, Muchuan stared at Xia Ming's eyes and refused his request for the first time.

"Xia Ming, I can't help you. The more you see, the faster you sink, and even elixirs won't be able to save you."

"But Muchuan... I really need this."

Imitating Xia Ming's appearance, Muchuan sighed deeply.

Ah...

Then, to Xia Ming's shocked gaze, Muchuan hugged him tightly.

Immediately after, Xia Ming felt his vision start to sway.

Everything around him distorted, but the person in his arms remained steadfast.

"Xia Ming, look closely..."