Chapter 102: Meng Tianzheng—Give Me an Environment Where I Can Become an Immortal, and I Can Kill You With a Raise of My Hand!
"Ah…"
Chen Xin opened his mouth, wanting to shout, but he discovered his throat seemed blocked by something, leaving him in utter despair.
Hope was clearly right in front of him.
The road home was right beneath his feet.
Yet he did not even possess the qualification to take the first step.
"I, Chen Xin, have cultivated the sword all my life… Could it be that in the end I can only grow old and die in these servants' quarters?"
At last, Chen Xin collapsed weakly onto his knees in the snow, both hands gripping his sword tightly.
In this forgotten corner where no one paid attention, this once-legendary figure of the Sword Dao began to cry bitterly.
The surrounding wind and snow grew even heavier.
Together with the distant scolding of outer sect disciples, his hunched figure was gradually buried beneath it all.
...
Meanwhile, the Three Thousand Provinces.
Hehuan Sect.
This was a sect built upon a sea of pink clouds. A sweet fragrance that muddled the mind filled the air, and everywhere there were sounds of indulgence and decadence.
The Hehuan Sect was a famous evil sect of the Upper Realm, renowned for its dual cultivation and harvesting techniques.
At this moment, within the outer sect, inside a delicate pavilion filled with restrictive formations—
A woman with a graceful figure and peerless beauty sat cross-legged upon a bed of cold jade.
Faint blood essence lingered around her body. This was a sign that she had just broken through to the early stage of the Blood Transformation Realm.
Hu Liena.
Compared to Dai Mubai and Chen Xin's miserable situations, she had relied on her innate charm talent and exceptional intelligence to barely gain a foothold within this dangerous Hehuan Sect.
But she knew very well that her current situation was no different from dancing on the edge of a blade.
The upper echelons of the Hehuan Sect had long set their sights on her physique.
If she had not deliberately displayed extremely high cultivation talent and lied about cultivating an ancient charm technique that required preserving her virgin yin to reach perfection, she would have already become a cauldron for those old monsters to harvest from.
"Huu…"
Hu Liena slowly opened her eyes.
Within those fox-like eyes was a calculation far beyond her age.
"Early Blood Transformation Realm… still too slow."
"If I don't break through again soon, that outer sect elder probably won't have the patience anymore."
After saying that, Hu Liena raised her head and looked at the seemingly magnificent pink cloud sea outside the window, which in truth resembled a cage.
Her heart was filled with urgency.
However, at that moment—
"By decree of the Primordial Immortal Court!"
"Today… we settle accounts with the Upper Realm!!"
This great Dao voice rolled in like thunder, like a clear stream instantly tearing through the suffocating debauchery of the Hehuan Sect and resounding directly within Hu Liena's sea of consciousness.
"Primordial…?!"
Hearing this, Hu Liena's delicate body trembled violently, and those bewitching eyes that could captivate all beings suddenly shone with terrifying brightness.
"It's them!"
"It must be them!"
She was far too familiar with that name.
In this strange and terrifying world, it was the only pillar supporting her spirit.
"Settling accounts with the Upper Realm… what a domineering spirit!"
"It seems the Primordial Immortal Court has sent an extraordinary figure!"
Thinking of this, Hu Liena immediately stood up and quickly walked toward the window.
At this moment, the entire Hehuan Sect had fallen into chaos because of that voice.
The elders and disciples who had been indulging themselves were all thrown into panic. Even the sect's protective grand formation rippled slightly under the impact of that terrifying Dao sound.
"An opportunity!"
Hu Liena instantly caught that fleeting flaw.
She did not lose her rationality like Dai Mubai.
Nor did she wallow in despair like Chen Xin.
She was a fox.
The most cunning kind of fox.
"With the sect in chaos, the eyes monitoring me will definitely scatter."
Hu Liena took a deep breath and quickly took out a concealment talisman she had long prepared from her robes.
This was a life-saving item she had exchanged from a greedy outer sect steward, using all the resources she had accumulated during this time.
"If I don't leave now, when will I?!"
With that, she slapped the talisman onto herself.
Her figure instantly became blurred.
Taking advantage of the moment when the guardian elders outside were staring suspiciously at the sky, Hu Liena silently pushed open the window like a ghost.
Then, following a route she had rehearsed countless times in her mind, she quietly slipped toward the back-mountain forbidden ground where the Hehuan Sect's defenses were weakest.
"Teacher, wait for me!"
"As long as I escape the Hehuan Sect… as long as I find the Primordial Immortal Court…"
"I, Hu Liena, will definitely carve out a place for myself in this Upper Realm!"
…
Elsewhere, Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Tianshen Academy (Heavenly God Academy)
Deep within a magnificent academy floating above the Nine Heavens, an old man wearing battle armor suddenly opened his eyes.
The Great Elder, Meng Tianzheng!
Listening to the rolling Dao voice echoing between heaven and earth and hearing the words "settling accounts with the Upper Realm," this old man, who had spent his entire life fighting to protect the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, could not help but shed tears.
"Good! Good! Good!"
"What a 'settling of accounts with the Upper Realm'!"
As he spoke, Meng Tianzheng rose to his feet. His aura trembled violently, shaking the entire Tianshen Academy.
"These shameless old dogs! Arrogant and domineering all year round, only daring to bully their own!
"In the past, the Kunpeng fought a bloody battle against the Immortal Kings of the foreign realm to protect this world. Dragging its broken body back, it was ambushed by these despicable villains and killed through a joint attack!
"This is a disgrace that has plagued the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths for countless ages!"
Thinking of those past events, Meng Tianzheng's hair and beard flared with rage.
"Since someone has taken the lead in reckoning with them, how can this old bone of mine stand by and watch?"
"Today, I shall accompany the Primordial Immortal Court and slaughter to my heart's content!"
With that—
A pillar of golden light shot into the sky.
Meng Tianzheng, Great Elder of the Tianshen Academy, tore apart the void on the spot and rushed toward Qingyun Province, one of the Three Thousand Provinces.
...
Wang Family, Immortal Aristocratic Family.
Deep underground, a figure sitting cross-legged in darkness slowly awakened because of those words.
He looked young, yet carried an indescribable sense of age.
Wang Changsheng.
One of the supreme-level powerhouses of the Upper Realm. His age was terrifying, and a true immortal had once appeared within his clan.
"Primordial Immortal Court… reckoning…"
After opening his eyes, Wang Changsheng murmured softly.
Within his aged pupils, sword intent from the Chaos-Calming Art began to evolve.
"Even people from that place have intervened."
"It seems this sky is finally about to change."
...
Upper Realm, Tian Province.
City of Heaven.
This was an ancient divine city floating above the Nine Heavens, built entirely from a divine material known as Flying Immortal Stone.
Auspicious radiance and white mist surrounded it year-round, resembling an immortal paradise.
This was the ancestral land of one of the Upper Realm's most glorious royal clans:
The Celestial Clan.
At this moment, after the Daoist boy's thunderous voice echoed across the heavens—
At the very peak of the City of Heaven, within an ancient cave dwelling filled with traces of time, a terrifying aura slowly awakened.
"Today… settle accounts with the Upper Realm?"
Deep inside the cave, a gaunt old man sat upon a strange, blood-colored stone.
He was far too old.
His hair was sparse and yellow, his skin like the cracked bark of an ancient tree. Thick death qi surrounded his body.
He already had one foot inside the coffin.
Yet, when that rolling Dao voice spread across the Three Thousand Provinces, two beams of golden light suddenly burst from his cloudy eyes, piercing through the void and staring directly toward Qingyun Province.
The Old Celestial.
The ancient ancestor of the Celestial Clan. One of the six Celestials who once dominated the ancient era, and the only remaining foundation of the clan.
"The Primordial Immortal Court… that legendary forbidden lineage actually still has someone alive?"
"And appearing in this world?"
The Old Celestial slowly stood up.
The surrounding void shattered inch by inch with his movements, unable to bear the weight of his terrifying physical body.
"Of the six Celestials, five have already fallen. I have clung to life until now only to ensure my clan's survival."
"Now that chaos is about to erupt, those few true immortals have even descended in their true bodies…"
Thinking of this, the Old Celestial lightly tapped the void with his dried fingers as he calculated.
"That Daoist boy may be strong and appear capable, but in the end, it is only a Dao Incarnation."
"Those four, however, are genuine remnant immortals. They represent the pinnacle of immortal Dao."
"Though incomplete, they still embody the will of this world."
"To use humans to slay immortals?"
"Such a thing has never happened since ancient times!"
"The Immortal Palace has a very high chance of winning this game."
At that moment, the Old Celestial's aura suddenly changed.
The decayed blood qi within his body began to burn violently, transforming into a golden sacred brilliance.
This was the sign of the Celestial Clan's imperial blood awakening!
"The Primordial Immortal Court acts too tyrannically, seeking to reckon with the Upper Realm."
"How can my Celestial Clan remain uninvolved?"
"If we must choose a side, we stand with the side that will win."
"Someone come!"
"Bring me the clan's ancestral battle armor!"
"Follow your ancestor to war and lend the true immortals a hand!"
...
Meanwhile, above Qingyun Province.
Four remnant immortals had descended in their true forms.
Immortal qi surged as they sealed the ten directions of heaven and earth.
Yet, they did not attack immediately.
Instead, they continued persuading with bitter patience.
"Fellow Daoist, why must it be like this?"
The remnant immortal from Sword Valley held a broken sword.
Though his sword qi was sharp, a trace of fear shone in his eyes.
After sighing lightly, he spoke in a tone of false compassion:
"Cultivation is not easy. Being able to condense such a Dao Incarnation is even rarer."
"If war begins, it will only end with mutual destruction."
"Though we bear Dao injuries, we once stood within the realm of immortality."
"If we fight to the death, even with backing, your Dao Incarnation will likely be destroyed."
"Is it worth sacrificing your great Dao prospects for the affairs of a lower realm?"
Hearing this, the remnant immortal from the Demon Dragon Sect added sinisterly:
"Indeed. Why not each take a step back? Return to the Primordial Immortal Court, and we will no longer pursue the matter of Qingyun Sect. How about that?"
Though it sounded like persuasion, in truth—
They were afraid.
They had lived too long.
The older they became, the more they feared death.
Their past Dao injuries had still not healed. Every action consumed their origin and lifespan.
If they truly fought this unfathomable Daoist boy, even if they won, two or three of the four would likely perish!
"Hahahaha!"
Yet, the Daoist boy burst into laughter, his face full of mockery.
"If you're afraid of death, just say so."
"Why dress it up so grandly?"
"Take a step back? You think you're worthy?"
"Dogs."
"You—!!!"
Seeing their supposed goodwill rejected and publicly insulted, the four remnant immortals immediately lost their composure and erupted in anger.
"You refuse the wine of respect and insist on drinking the wine of punishment!"
"In that case, we'll send you to reincarnation!"
End of Chapter