klisemfg Chapter 1916
Chapter 1916
Chen Xuan gazed at the woman in the ice coffin, pondered for a moment, and then smiled:
"She is Yun Yao, a senior of the demonic path—the true witch from the star of our homeland, eighty or ninety thousand years ago. Back then, she was besieged and killed by several cultivators in order to seize an ancient opportunity, and eventually sank to the bottom of the sea and has been lying dormant ever since. I brought her out by chance."
He gently traced the ice coffin wall with his fingertips, a trace of emotion flashing in his eyes: "If it weren't for her, I would have long since fallen into your Illusionary Demon and Heart Demon Paths on that Void Arena, and I wouldn't have such a stable Dao Heart now."
Back when he was on Xuanxiao Star, Chen Xuan used the illusory demonic intent that naturally dissipated from Yun Yao's divine body to temper his Dao heart. He endured thousands and tens of thousands of impacts, and his Dao heart almost collapsed several times. But each time he survived, his Dao heart grew stronger, and now he is several levels above his peers.
"Try to sense her aura and see if it affects your cultivation of the three paths of demonic cultivation." Chen Xuan took Qiu Zixian's hand and led her to the ice coffin.
Qiu Zixian closed her eyes and was instantly enveloped by a rich, illusory demonic aura—an aura several times more profound than her own cultivation, carrying an ancient and chilling demonic charm that made the demonic runes around her slightly hot.
She suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with surprise: "She specializes in the path of illusion and demonic arts, and her mastery is so profound! For me, this is simply the best opportunity for enlightenment. You actually possess such a hidden opportunity in the demonic path?"
"I thought I could awaken her after breaking through to the Void Realm, but I tried several times and it didn't work. I can only wait until she transcends tribulation and becomes an immortal in the future." Chen Xuan waved his hand to close the ice coffin lid and pulled Qiu Zixian into the inner room.
The interior is small, only seven or eight square meters, and the furnishings are simple yet cozy.
A bed covered with a green bamboo mat, a wooden table carved with star patterns, several yellowed ancient books on the bookshelf, and some cinnabar and yellow paper for drawing talismans in the corner—all items that Chen Xuan was used to before he embarked on the path of immortality, exuding a touch of worldly life.
"Is this where you used to live?" Qiu Zixian reached out and touched the ancient books on the bookshelf, her fingertips brushing against the rough pages, her eyes full of curiosity.
"This was once my home. After I embarked on the path of immortality, I rarely secluded myself here anymore." Chen Xuan looked at her and said gently, "If you are willing, you can stay here to cultivate in the future—Yun Yao's body is in the outer room, and you can go there to comprehend her Illusionary Demon Dao at any time."
As he spoke, he flipped his hand and took out a piece of pure white jade talisman, handing it to Qiu Zixian: "This is a pass to the Northern Underworld Immortal Mansion. With it, you can freely enter and exit the mansion without waiting for my guidance."
Qiu Zixian took the jade talisman, her fingertips touching the warm, smooth jade, but her eyes reddened slightly.
She looked up at Chen Xuan, her voice choked with emotion: "Chen Xuan, I always feel like my life is a dream... Before, no matter what hardships I encountered, I always had to bear them alone, but now, you have pushed all the opportunities in front of me, and even paved the way out for me."
Chen Xuan reached out and pulled her into his arms, his gaze fixed on the starry sky outside the window—the night deepened, the stars grew brighter, casting dappled light through the windowpanes. "Perhaps this is our karmic entanglement. Maybe I owed you a debt in my past life, and this is how I'm repaying it?"
"You're so good at saying nice things." Qiu Zixian buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled but with a hint of dependence.
"First, focus on absorbing the immortal mansion inheritance that your master passed on to you, and then combine it with Yun Yao's Illusionary Demon Dao to comprehend it." Chen Xuan gently stroked her long hair and said softly, "Forty years from now, after I've finished dealing with things outside, I'll come in and accompany you in seclusion to comprehend the Dao."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Zixian looked up at him with a hint of worry in her eyes: "But a hundred years is too short a time. Can I really catch up with Xia Jiuyou?"
Chen Xuan pinched her cheek and teased, "What's wrong? We've only been settled for a few days, and you're already indulging in a life of pleasure? Losing confidence?"
“It’s not that I lack confidence.” Qiu Zixian shook her head seriously, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. “Before, my mind was full of hatred. I only wanted to destroy Xia Jiuyou’s Dao Heart and make her taste the suffering I had endured. But after meeting you, I realized that I’m more afraid of losing you than taking revenge on her—if I lose, I will never see you again.”