There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 65: Master! Don't do this! I'm scared!

Not long after the black shadow disappeared, the blood-red sky that enveloped the cherry blossom tree gradually dissipated.

An indescribable sense of sorrow, like flowing water, spread in all directions.

That was the sorrow of the Sakura Dragon.

With wide-open eyes, the Sakura Dragon could feel its life mercilessly slipping away.

It tried to call out, but it couldn't make a sound anymore.

How much it wished, how much it longed to see that girl again.

Dragon tears welled up, helpless to change fate.

The Sakura Dragon died.

The cold moon hung in the sky, and the earth was covered in frost.

The jade wheel condensed its brilliance, penetrating to the bone without dispersing.

At the end of the horizon, Mu Chuan, wearing a dark blue long dress, slowly approached.

She was like an immortal banished from the world, untainted by impurities.

She was truly too aloof, even colder than the cold moon in the sky.

Her delicate jade feet hung in the air, shining like pure white jade under the cold moonlight.

Her skin was as smooth as ice, her bones as pure as jade.

It must be so.

Covering a thousand miles in one step, shrinking the Earth to an inch.

In an instant, Mu Chuan arrived under the cherry blossom tree.

She saw the Sakura Dragon lying on the ground, lifeless.

Moonlight shone, cherry blossoms fell like rain, petals withering one by one.

Bending down, Mu Chuan gently stroked the Sakura Dragon's head.

Mu Chuan quietly looked at the Sakura Dragon in front of her, she felt no sadness, or perhaps, she couldn't feel sadness.

In the end, the Sakura Dragon turned into a flurry of cherry blossoms carried by the wind.

Only a sparkling dragon tear remained in Mu Chuan's hand.

Clutching the condensed dragon tear, Mu Chuan habitually squatted under the cherry blossom tree.

But this time, there was no Sakura Dragon accompanying her.

"Sakura..."

With this call, a terrifying wave instantly swept through the entire West Zicao Continent.

Countless faint sounds echoed in Mu Chuan's ears, and in the end, everything returned to calm.

And Mu Chuan's clear eyes slowly looked towards the endless Tianye in the north.

Her gaze followed the vast Bai Cang River upstream.

Finally tracing back to the end of the Bai Cang River...

Above the clouds, there was an endless expanse of Mountain and Sea!

The heavenly light was exquisite!

The creation was divine!

Every inch of land there was shining with brilliant light.

That was the Great Guan Immortal Continent.

Mu Chuan quietly watched, as quiet as still water.

Emotions would not dissipate, they would only intensify until they brewed madness.

The terrifying atmosphere spread little by little, and those wild beasts dwelling in the depths of the West Zicao Continent couldn't bear it anymore.

Staying here, they couldn't even breathe, and they would suffocate sooner or later.

So, they began to move towards the upstream of the Bai Cang River.

...

Inside the Great River territory, it has been quite turbulent these days.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that blood has flowed like rivers.

On one side, the Hai brothers spared no expense to kill their former master, Hai Guo.

Rather kill by mistake than let go!

Once they discovered cultivators who might be colluding with Hai Guo, they would use severe torture to extract confessions.

Using the three clans as a threat, anyone who dared to resist would be annihilated.

But even so, there were still people who were determined to go with Hai Guo.

Such rebellious behavior from the cultivators naturally attracted even bloodier suppression!

In just a few days, the Hai brothers wiped out twelve cities at the foot of the mountain.

In the end, it was the disciples of the Bamboo Sword Sect who accused them, and only the mortals were spared from disaster.

On the other side, Jiang Chong led the Jiang family in search of He Niansheng's whereabouts.

That He Niansheng was quite cunning.

Even though Jiang Chong did his best, he was still half a step behind He Niansheng.

As they chased, the cultivators felt that something was off.

They didn't seem to be capturing He Niansheng, but rather being led around by him.

Just when they finally found He Niansheng's trail, those wild beasts appeared again.

In order to deal with those wild beasts, the Sword River Sect had to reduce the number of pursuers.

Xiu Shi is young, they won't be able to catch He Nian Sheng anymore.

...

On the day he took the Blood Pill, Xia Ming also suffered greatly.

Savoring the aftertaste of the Blood Pill, Xia Ming thought about many things.

He thought about the jade slip that Jiang Chong gave him, which mentioned the Qing Dan Supreme Method of enhancing brain function through pill refinement!

At first, Xia Ming thought he was trying to sow discord, but now that he thought about it... What if that guy was telling the truth?

The secluded senior disciple, the hidden Spirit Root aptitude, and the three-word illness...

Is the master trying to take my brain?!

Do they want me to refine pills with my brain?!

Sss...

Thinking of this, Xia Ming took a sharp breath.

Recalling He Nian Sheng's overly concerned behavior, Xia Ming became more and more afraid.

A Core Formation cultivator showing such concern for a Qi Refining disciple?

Could it be that I am He Nian Sheng's illegitimate child?

How is that possible?!

Sss...

Fear, growing fear.

How did I only realize now... Could it be that I took the wrong medicine before?

That Blood Pill... seems to enhance my thinking and reasoning abilities.

Amidst the shock, Xia Ming also discovered a bright spot.

The Blood Pill seems to be a good thing.

Fortunately, he remembered the pill formula.

Having figured all this out, Xia Ming faced his master again with mixed emotions.

He Nian Sheng also noticed this, thinking that this kid was throwing another tantrum.

The Immortal's Descent should start taking effect soon, and this kid will only become more foolish.

He Nian Sheng decided to stop refining pills and began guiding Xia Ming in his Qi Refining cultivation.

In front of He Nian Sheng, Xia Ming didn't dare to use the Qi Refining technique of boiling water.

With caution, Xia Ming discovered that the meditation technique used by ordinary cultivators also worked for his body.

However, the speed of his Qi Refining was truly lacking, not even half the speed of boiling water Qi Refining.

The technique refined by Goldfinger is truly domineering!

Seeing that Xia Ming was still somewhat restrained, He Nian Sheng taught him sword control, talisman usage, medicine identification... It was only a step away from telling stories.

But the more He Nian Sheng did this, the more Xia Ming felt terrified.

Master... Please don't do this... I'm really scared!

Wuwuwu...

Naturally, He Nian Sheng couldn't hear Xia Ming's inner thoughts. He continued to treat Xia Ming as he pleased.

He even tempted Xia Ming with a black jade book, causing Xia Ming to tremble at the sight of it.

Decapitation meal?

Damn it.

How could Xia Ming not know the value of that black jade book?

Master He discovered the method of refining inner pills from that book, achieving fame as the Qing Dan Master.

But in Goldfinger's eyes, that jade book was a "Guide to Mobile Energy Transportation"!

For cultivators, the Gold Core is energy!

Xia Ming even felt that Master He's path had become narrow.

You can already take out your Gold Core, so you want to use it for pill refinement?

How pathetic!

Can't you use it for barbecuing?

Spit!

No, wait!

Can't you hang it up? Hang it in the sky?

Thinking of this, Xia Ming looked up at the sun in the sky.

Something feels... increasingly wrong...

Could it be... someone's Gold Core?

Swallowing his saliva a few times, Xia Ming felt scared by his own wild thoughts.

At this moment, Xia Ming's mind was filled with intense collisions of inspiration.

Cognitive ability, reasoning ability, skyrocketing.

This feeling...

Comparable to Sherlock Holmes.

And Xia Ming also knew that all of this was brought about by that Blood Pill.

The Blood Pill temporarily paralyzed his Goldfinger, but it brought about a terrifying burst of inspiration.

Blood Pill, Goldfinger?

Can you have both fish and bear's paw?

(End of this chapter)