69novels Chapter 48 Life Takes Many Different Paths
Chapter 48 Life Takes Many Different Paths
The following days.
The two traversed the entire rocky mountain range.
On a solitary peak shaped like a sharp sword, Zixia discovered the "Golden Essence Mark"; beside a dried-up spring, she found the "Sunflower Lotus Mark"; and in a collapsed underground palace, she resonated with the "Earth Core Mark".
Heart, lungs, liver, spleen, kidneys.
The Five Elements evolve and continue to regenerate.
Zixia, relying on her innate Dao fetus and extraordinary physique, managed to piece together the complete text (draft version) of the Dao Palace Scroll of the Western Emperor Scripture from these broken Dao traces.
Although it lacks the corresponding forbidden techniques for attacking and destroying, it is already an unparalleled opportunity for immortality that is hard to find in this world.
During this time, Zixia stood in front of a cliff carved with an endless starry sky, trying to forcefully resonate with the Four Extremes Chapter of the Western Emperor Scripture.
"puff!"
She coughed up a mouthful of blood, suffering a backlash.
One cannot force oneself to study the Emperor's Scripture if one's spiritual level is insufficient.
But it wasn't without its gains.
As a second-best option, she unexpectedly obtained the Wheel Sea chapter of the "Western Emperor Scripture" at the bottom of the cliff.
At this point, Zixia completely abandoned the "Purple Mansion Scripture" and switched to cultivating the "Western Emperor Scripture".
The origin is reshaped, and the Great Dao resonates.
Her Dao Embryo Origin recovered to 85%, her combat power soared, and she steadily stepped into the Five Forbidden Domains.
The Dao Palace faces the Four Extremes and can overcome five minor realms in a counterattack.
A realm that could drive ordinary holy sons and daughters of holy lands to despair.
Besides the scriptures, the two also made other gains.
Li Xian discovered a broken jade pillar in the ruins of a dilapidated heavenly palace.
A deep finger hole remains on the pillar, containing dazzling starlight.
Using the incomplete "Fighting" secret technique, he spent half a day deducing and comprehending a Great Sage-level offensive technique—the Chaotic Star Finger.
With a single fingertip, starlight swirls around it, drawing upon the power of the heavens and piercing through the void.
Zixia sat in meditation for two days on a forked platform, and thus received a great fortune—
Half of the Western Emperor's Scripture: Forbidden Imperial Techniques: The Western Emperor's Moon Worship.
When used, a divine moon rises behind him, impervious to all magic. It is one of the ultimate evolutions of the Dao Embryo physique, comparable to a half-chaotic body, and is the walking Myriad Transformations Sacred Technique.
The ancient land of Yaochi is now shrouded in darkness.
The two stayed here for more than half a month.
Aside from their pursuit of enlightenment, they spent the rest of their time like a typical ordinary couple.
Zixia would hand Li Xian a pot of warm Bodhi Tribulation Ash Tea after each enlightenment session.
Li Xian would use his divine power to roast the hunted monster meat until it was golden brown, carefully remove the bones, and place it in front of her.
at night.
The temperature dropped sharply.
Li Xiansheng lit a fire.
Zixia sat beside him, staring blankly at the leaping flames.
Her long hair fell down, intertwining with his sleeves, carrying a faint scent of violets.
"Li Xian," she whispered his name.
"Um."
"If... I mean, if," Zixia's fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her dress, "if I weren't the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion, and if you weren't here for cultivation, and we had stayed in that stone village forever, what would have happened?"
Li Xian looked at the campfire.
"The human body, after a hundred years, will turn into dust."
He spoke calmly, stating the coldest truth.
Zixia fell silent.
She knew he was right.
She also knew that this stolen time was about to end.
Holding Li Xian's arm tightly, Zixia buried her face in the crook of his neck.
That night, Zixia did not return to the stone platform where she meditated.
She untied the ribbon of her purple dress.
In the desolate land of Yaochi, witnessed by the Dao traces left by the Queen Mother of the West 100,000 years ago, the aloof and proud Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion revealed her most intense and unreserved side.
There are no shackles of the holy land, no calculations of the future.
This is a time for us to discuss and share our thoughts.
Two weeks later, on a clear morning.
Zixia has achieved a breakthrough.
Purple mist filled the sky above the Jade Pool Immortal Lake, transforming into a purple sea, within which three hundred and sixty blurry phantoms of deities chanted scriptures.
She stood in the void, her clothes fluttering.
The potential of the innate Dao embryo was fully unleashed, and the whole person seemed to merge with this world. Every move was accompanied by the Great Dao, and he was otherworldly and pure, just like a true immortal descending to earth.
The Tao follows the natural way, and auspicious purple clouds come from the east.
The Dao Palace has reached its fifth level, now complete!
On the same day, Li Xian took a crucial step.
A roaring sound emanated from within his body.
The crimson divine fire hidden within the heart's divine treasure.
It merges with the dark blue-black water of the newly opened kidney-opening divine treasure in the Taoist palace.
Water and fire blend together, yin and yang complement each other, creating endless life and forming a perfect Tai Chi disc.
The Second Heaven of the Dao Palace!
Although his cultivation level was far lower than Zixia's, his true combat strength could not be fathomed by common sense, thanks to the incomplete Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, Chaotic Star Finger, and the blessing of two Imperial Scriptures.
On the morning of the twenty-first day.
The two stood below the ancient well.
Above, there was a faint glimmer of light.
Zixia looked up at the light and remained silent for a long time.
"Let's go," Li Xian said.
The two leaped up and soared into the sky along the well shaft.
The distance of several thousand feet was covered in an instant.
"Bang!"
The moment it burst out of the well, sunlight streamed down.
Outside, it was already deep winter.
Across the vast Gobi Desert, the cold wind howls.
Zixia stood in the wind, her purple fairy dress fluttering in the breeze.
She turned around and looked at Li Xian.
His eyes were clear, revealing a resolute determination, but also concealing a trace of pain that he was trying his best to suppress.
"Li Xian".
She called his name.
She didn't call him "husband".
Li Xian looked at her quietly.
He knew that his wife, who had clumsily tended the fire and cooked in the stone village and had asked him with great joy if they could have a baby, was now just a memory from that illusory time.
Standing before him now was the Holy Maiden of the Eastern Wilderness Purple Mansion Holy Land, an unparalleled prodigy who carried the inheritance of her sect and the expectations of countless people.
"I'm going back now."
Zixia's voice was very steady.
"Um."
Li Xian nodded calmly, without trying to stop him.
Zixia bit her lower lip.
She looked at the man, the man who carried her out of a pile of corpses, fed her the ancient spring water, gave her the only bed, and led her to the Western Emperor's legacy.
but.
He was too calm.
His calmness was chilling.
Calm and collected, making it hard to let go.
"If one day..."
Zixia spoke, her voice finally trembling slightly: "If one day, the Purple Mansion Holy Land wants to kill you..."
"Then I will destroy the Purple Mansion."
Li Xian interrupted her, speaking in a flat tone as if she were talking about a trivial matter.
Zixia was stunned.
Then, she suddenly laughed.
Tears welled in her eyes as she smiled, yet there was a sense of relief and pride in her expression.
"it is good."
She turned around, her figure transforming into a dazzling purple light, soaring into the sky and rushing towards the central part of the Eastern Wilderness.
Life is full of divergent paths, some leading north, some south; you head towards Hunan, I head towards Qin.
Li Xian stood still.
Watching the purple light disappear into the horizon.
A cold wind blew through his clothes, making them rustle.
After a long while, Li Xian withdrew his lingering affection, and his eyes returned to their usual calm and still state.
"Next stop, the Holy City of the Northern Region. I need a lot of resources."
He turned and strode off in another direction.
There was no turning back.
The path of cultivation is inherently a journey against all odds.
What he wanted was to become an emperor as quickly as possible.
Everything else.
None of that matters.
None of that matters.