There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 43: The Existence of Immortals

Jiang Chong loved listening to stories when he was a child.

He especially enjoyed hearing stories about the Great View Immortal Island.

From a very young age, Jiang Chong knew that his ancestors came from there.

Oh, the Great View Immortal Island, even though Jiang Chong had never been there, he still yearned for that land.

He always felt... that's where he belonged.

Jiang Chong asked his father and his grandfather why they were in the West Cangzhou.

His father told him they were pioneers, fearless and determined.

West Cangzhou would be the place where they would make their achievements.

His grandfather, on the other hand, told him they had made mistakes and were exiled here by the immortals.

As for what mistakes they made, his grandfather refused to say.

When pressed for answers, the old man would say that time was long, and no one could remember anymore.

Immortals, oh, immortals.

The people below the mountain called them immortal lords.

So, Jiang Chong told his grandfather that they were also immortals.

His grandfather just smiled and patted his head.

Silly child, we are not immortals.

If you dare to call yourself an immortal in the Great View Immortal Island, you might be annihilated by the Three Ancestors.

So, Jiang Chong asked again.

Are there real immortals in the world? Where are they?

His grandfather told him that there were immortals, and they were in the Great View Immortal Island.

To be precise, it was because of the existence of immortals that the Great View Immortal Island came into being.

The bodies of immortals reside in the immortal island, protecting the people and lasting for thousands of years.

The souls of immortals ascend to the Immortal World, enduring like the sun and moon.

And the name "Great View" represents the rule of the immortals.

What is the Great View?

Magnificent and splendid, colorful.

Everything that people see is contained within it.

Endless wonders, endless imagination.

...

Inside the Great View Immortal Island, there are endless wonders.

Magical Dao techniques, magnificent scenery, colorful lives.

Even the cultivators there can live for a very long time.

It is like a paradise.

Every time Jiang Chong heard this, he would open his eyes wide and curiously ask:

Grandfather, how do we go to the Great View Immortal Island?

Upon hearing Jiang Chong's question, the elderly man couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Go back?

Where can we go back to?

We can't go back anymore...

Patting Jiang Chong's head, the old man slowly said:

"Child, the Great View Immortal Island is above the Bai Cang River..."

"How do we get there?"

The Bai Cang River is the Milky Way, as the name suggests.

The water of the Milky Way comes from the sky, and the water of the Bai Cang River comes from the celestial dome.

The strong winds at high altitudes make it impossible for even Nascent Soul cultivators to trace its source.

Could it be... the Great View Immortal Island is in the sky?

Although his grandfather's words were absurd, Jiang Chong still believed them.

Because all the sects in the West Cangzhou are distributed along the Bai Cang River.

The closer to the upper reaches of the Bai Cang River, the more abundant the spiritual energy, and the stronger the sects become.

And Jiang Chong knew more.

He knew that the greatest opportunities in the West Cangzhou were in the Bai Cang River.

Cultivators often obtain inheritances or mysterious techniques from the Bai Cang River.

Unbelievable and unimaginable.

It must be that only the Great View Immortal Island can nurture such miracles.

Although Jiang Chong had not had such encounters, others had.

Like Qingdan He Niansheng.

Jiang Chong knew that He Niansheng had obtained something incredible from the Bai Cang River.

Something that turned a cultivator with no alchemy experience into a grand alchemist.

Jiang Chong also knew that the former sect master of the Great River Sect, Hai Lao, had once had a long conversation with He Niansheng throughout the night.

He is not doing it for the Great River Sect, nor for his two sons, but for himself.

He wants to ask He Nian Sheng to refine a medicine for him.

A medicine for prolonging life.

Unfortunately, it seems that he did not get his wish.

On his deathbed, the old sect master met with the heads of the various families in private.

At that time, Jiang Xiong had already died, and Jiang Chong was in charge of the Jiang family.

That night, the candlelight flickered.

The old sect master and Jiang Chong sat facing each other.

"I know you hate him."

"Reporting to the sect master, Jiang Chong dares not."

"Jiang Chong, Jiang Chong, whether you hate him or not, cough cough..."

The deep eyes of the old sect master, like the dark night, devour people's desires.

In Jiang Chong's shocked gaze, the old sect master slowly said,

"Jiang Chong, remember well that He Nian Sheng can use humans as pills to prolong life."

...

When Jiang Liang knelt in the snow and said that the servant Xia Ming had a hidden spirit root.

Jiang Chong's long silent heart became extremely hot again.

He remembered what the old sect master had said to him.

He Nian Sheng, using humans as pills to prolong life.

Jiang Chong knew that even if Xia Ming did not have a hidden spirit root, he was still an extremely special existence.

If he guessed correctly, Xia Ming was probably the pill prepared by He Nian Sheng for himself.

He Nian Sheng wanted to prolong his life?

Hmph!

He was dreaming!

The Life Extending Pill must belong to the Jiang family.

And He Nian Sheng must die!

...

The strong wind blew against his temples, and Jiang Chong's mind became clear. His eyes were filled with a chilling killing intent.

The clouds shifted, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Chong had arrived at the river's water palace.

Looking down from high above, the deep pool resembled a black pupil embedded in the river bend.

The river water was deep, and one couldn't see the bottom with just one glance, which made people feel fearful.

With one hand holding a blood-colored sphere and the other wielding a dark long sword, Jiang Chong stared at the deep pool below with vigilance in his eyes.

He could feel a terrifying aura lurking beneath the profound water palace.

While gazing into the abyss, something in the abyss was also peering at him.

Gently shaking the blood-colored sphere in his right hand, suddenly, a mournful wail resounded in Jiang Chong's ears.

Ripples appeared on the blood sphere, and one by one, resentful faces emerged.

Among them, the larger faces were those of cultivators.

...

Immortal! Damn immortal! You deserve to die!

Mother! I want to find my mother! Mother, where are you?

The flowers are afraid...

Who do you think you are to kill me! You won't have a good death!

Elder! Why! Why!

Is this how I die? I'm not willing!

Die, die, die!

You're the one who should die!

...

Ignoring the resentful curses in his ears, Jiang Chong's gaze remained fixed on the dark abyss.

Jiang Chong's right hand trembled again, and the voices quieted down. The blood-colored sphere quietly dropped clusters of red blood droplets.

As the blood droplets fell into the deep pool, the blood dispersed instantly.

As the blood spread, a Water Dragon Whirlwind rose from the depths of the pool.

In an instant, the layer of blood water was all sucked into the deep black pool.

In Jiang Chong's gaze, a pair of blood pupils quickly surfaced.

Under the blood pupils was an endless black body.

But just as Jiang Chong was about to flee, the figure of the ink-blooded dragon suddenly stopped.

One person and one beast stared at each other through the thin water curtain.

Huh?

He actually held back?

Something's not right...

Looking at the huge blood pupils beneath the water's surface, Jiang Chong furrowed his brows deeply.

(End of this chapter)