The daily life of a max-level immortal cultivator

Chapter 229 This Absurd World

"Woah woah -"

"Ah Huan, look! It's our child! Our child has taken human form!"

"Really? Our Han'er has taken human form?"

Lu Huan, who had rushed over, was overjoyed and helped his frail wife look at the embryo in the center of the winding pool in the distance, which was gathering spiritual energy and emitting light. It was the sign of the immortal fetus taking shape.

Flocks of birds flew in all directions, and congratulations came from all directions.

As the surrounding light faded, the celestial embryo smoothly took human form.

After the two gods, they were born with immortal bodies and were among the Golden Immortals.

However, because the Moon God Lord injured his primordial spirit thousands of years ago, he has been weak ever since, and the immortal fetus was born without a soul and a spirit.

The God of Fate determines one's destiny. After taking human form, one must be reincarnated through the six realms until the missing soul and spirit are replenished. Only then can one return to the upper realm, regain the status of a Golden Immortal, and slowly cultivate to become a god.

Huan, along with the Divine Lord and the Divine Lord Xiyue, were extremely reluctant to part, but they had no choice but to follow the decree of the God of Fate.

However, with the six realms of reincarnation and countless beings in the world, there are too many uncontrollable factors. How can we ensure that their children can successfully overcome the tribulation and replenish their soul and spirit?

So they came up with a plan: to create a world suitable for their children, and then everything would be under control.

Once their child's soul is complete, that world will be the first gift they give her.

However, the birth of any world requires a foundation; it cannot be created out of thin air, otherwise it will only create a "dead thing" that cannot survive.

With the birth of a world, the laws and principles of nature will also arise, and all living things will evolve and develop accordingly.

Therefore, they had no choice but to seal away the newly formed child again and search for a "core" that could create a small world for many years.

Persistence pays off; they found that "thing" in the myriad worlds and successfully began their creation journey.

Thus, a small world created by two gods was born.

They wait for that world to evolve and develop to a suitable point before releasing their child from the seal and placing her inside, allowing her to continuously experience the cycle of life and death to replenish her soul.

In order not to interfere with the child's reincarnation, they have always restrained their longing and feelings for the child, but there are always times when they can't restrain themselves.

Over the course of more than six thousand years, they also secretly descended to her side two or three times in their clones, becoming her parents, friends, or even strangers she only met once.

They dared not linger, always leaving her alone after a brief meeting.

Now, they have a premonition that their child will soon return, and after more than 6,000 years of separation, their family will finally be reunited.

"Huan Yu, Divine Lord, Xi Yue, a new batch of Earth Immortals have been sent over. They have all chosen Tonghan Divine Palace. Would you like to select a few to stay and serve in the palace?"

"Let them in."

……

……

Liu Jun returned the way he came, but after leaving the underground, what he saw was not the valley, but... the Fallen God Abyss?

Liu Jun looked puzzled. The road was clearly the same one, so why did he end up in Luoshen Abyss?

Looking at the restrictions and magic arrays in the sky above, the evil energy in the air has accumulated a lot over the decades, but it is much less than before.

After Liu Jun came out, the cave behind him immediately disappeared, as if it had never existed.

He raised his hand and conjured a cluster of flames, but felt nothing unusual; it was as if everything in the cave was just a dream.

But she knew it wasn't.

"cough……"

A cough brought Liu Jun back to his senses.

It turned out that there was another person dying next to her.

Why did you come out from there?

The voice was weak and feeble; if you didn't listen carefully, you might think someone was talking to themselves.

Liu Jun turned to look at the person. The person had messy hair, a hunched back, and a face so dirty that it was almost impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. The person was sitting weakly against the rock, and it seemed that they were still tightly clutching something in their hand.

"Who are you?"

The man seemed to smile, but this action caused him to cough violently.

"Cough cough cough-"

"Little girl, cough cough, you still haven't answered me, why did you come out from there? Cough cough cough..."

Liu Jun raised an eyebrow: "Why would I, the Venerable One, inform a sinner like you?"

“Cough! Cough, cough, cough—”

The man seemed to be coughing his way to death, coughing for a long time before finally stopping and slowly raising his head to look at Liu Jun.

His eyes were not as empty and numb or as crazed and ruthless as those of the others in the Abyss of Fallen Gods. He was like a normal person, and here, normal people are a thousand times more terrifying than those "evil spirits".

"Ahem, I remember now, I've seen your face before, I've seen it before..."

"Back then, you were just a little girl, and your cultivation level wasn't as high as it is now."

Liu Jun became interested: "Oh? You can even see through my cultivation level, could you be... some old geezer?"

"Hmph, compared to you, I am indeed old. Little girl, what time is it now?"

Liu Jun replied, "Yuanzhou has existed for 64,314 years."

The man looked up at the sky, a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"So, it's been this long already..."

Then, as if lost in some kind of memory, it took her a long time to come back to her senses and turn her gaze back to Liu Jun.

But his gaze was directed at her, yet it was as if he were looking through her at someone else.

“My name is Zhu Li, and I have a relationship with your master, Yan Zhi.”

Liu Jun was unusually surprised.

This inhuman, ghostly thing is actually Zhu Li, the one who painted for Yan Zhi?

But why did he appear in the Abyss of Fallen Gods?

Zhu Li was not a member of the Xuanshan Sect, and in my memory, the last time I saw him, he showed no signs of corruption.

I'm not a fallen immortal, so why am I locked up here?

If Zhu Li was imprisoned, Liu Jun couldn't possibly be unaware of it, after all, he was... someone who had reached the Tribulation Transcending stage.

The Fallen God Abyss can imprison a Venerable of the Mahayana stage, but it has never imprisoned a Tribulation Transcending stage Venerable, nor has it ever imprisoned one.

"True Lord Shanli, why are you here, and in such a state?"

Zhu Li paused for a moment, then let out a strange, mocking laugh: "Heh, hahaha, cough cough—"

After coughing, he looked up at the sky again, his gaze unfocused and his expression mocking.

"...to trap oneself."

After a long while, he slowly raised his trembling hand and unfolded what he was holding.

"Since you came from there, you must know something. You can take this..."

In his hand was a translucent object, about the size of a pill, resembling a crystal core, with a floating mass of energy trapped inside.

"what is this?"

Zhu Li didn't look at her: "Ahem, you'll know once you take it."

Liu Jun did not make any move: "I will not accept things of unknown origin without a reason."

Her trembling hand slowly fell to her sides, and the object in her hand rolled away. Zhu Li still didn't look at her, and her head tilted higher and higher.

At that moment, it was unclear whether he was looking at the sky, the sunlight, or something else entirely.

"...The things have been delivered. My life is finally...free. Ah Le, Ah Le...I'm here to be with you..."

The weather was fine today, and the sun was shining brightly. His eyes were not closed, but in the end, only Liu Jun was present.

Only now did Liu Jun finally deign to move and walk to his side. She glanced at him a few times, sighed silently, squatted down, reached out and closed his eyes, then picked up the things that had fallen into his hands.

After packing his things away, Liu Jun cast a spell to tidy him up, dug a hole, and buried him properly before leaving the place.

Instead of rushing back to Qiwu Peak, he returned to the valley area.

Unsurprisingly, the underground passage she created disappeared, as if it had never existed at all.

The flowers and plants that used to grow here were burned to the ground, leaving a bare and unsightly area. So Liu Jun casually scattered some seeds of the Ashoka flower, hoping that it wouldn't look so bad when the flowers bloomed next year.

"Sir, you are back."

"Ah."

"My lord, that man from Shuilin Peak came by yesterday."

Liu Jun paused for a moment, then continued walking towards the other side of the cliff.

"Did he say anything?"

Geng Wuji was silent for a moment before replying, "He wants to see you and asked me to convey his message."

"reason."

“He didn’t say, he only said… as long as you go to Shuilin Peak to find him, he will be there, he… will always be waiting for you.”

Liu Jun stopped, remained silent for a moment, and then strode to sit on the stone bench.

"Wuji, play a game of chess with me."