A Farmer's Journey To Immortality - Chapter 747: Mad Immortal Connection

Chapter 747: Mad Immortal Connection

The woman looked calm, almost peaceful, as if she were sitting on a quiet hill instead of a dead monster.

Her figure was slim, and her posture was straight and dignified. Long purple hair flowed down her back like silk, reaching past her waist. It moved gently even though there was no wind.

Her skin was pale and smooth, untouched by time. She wore a simple robe that seemed to be made of mist and light, shifting between deep violet and soft silver. Poison energy gathered around her but did not harm her. Instead, it wrapped around her like a veil.

Her face was beautiful but cold. The most striking part was her eyes. They were vertical, sharp, and glowing faintly purple.

Behind her, the serpent’s own eyes were almost fully closed. Through the thin gap of its eyelids, the same purple light could barely be seen, dim and tired. One could tell from a glance that she had the same eyes as the dead snake.

It didn’t take long for Aksai to realize the obvious. She was not alive, yet she was not dead.

She was the soul of the fallen dao beast, bound to her own corpse, sustained by poison, formations, and the endless hunger of the Heavenly Poison Pyramid.

Her lips curved slightly as if she had been waiting for a very long time.

“So,” she said softly, her voice echoing across the vast floor, “you finally made it here.”

The woodland clone stopped a few steps away from the serpentine head.

Aksai steadied his breath through the clone. He could feel the pressure coming from the woman sitting above. It was quiet, but heavy, like a deep ocean pressing down on his mind.

The clone placed one foot forward and bent at the waist.

It offered a deep and respectful bow.

“I offer you my sincere greetings, senior,” Aksai said through the clone in a calm voice. “How should I address you?”

The woman looked down at him.

Her purple eyes narrowed slightly as she studied the wooden body, the vines, and the faint green glow in its eyes. Then her lips curved upward, and a soft chuckle escaped her.

“Do you think it is sincere,” she asked lightly, “to meet your seniors through some clone?”

Her voice was not angry. It carried a faint amusement, like someone teasing a cautious child.

The woodland clone straightened up.

Aksai lifted one hand and scratched the back of his smooth, hairless wooden head and smiled mirthlessly.

“I apologise if my vigilance came across as rude, senior,” he said honestly. “Please forgive me for being too weak in your presence.”

He said and bowed again, even lower than before. The vines on his body creaked softly as he held the posture.

Inside, Aksai remained fully alert.

His words were respectful. His tone was polite. But his senses were sharp, watching every change in the poison energy, every shift in the Spirit formation beneath the fallen dao beast’s corpse.

He had no intention of lowering his guard.

No matter how calm the woman appeared, no matter how gentle her voice sounded, she was still a being far beyond his level. A single wrong move could end his life before he even understood what had happened.

So he stayed where he was. It was better to be respectful and cautious at the same time. Humble, but prepared.

The woman looked at the woodland clone quietly for a moment.

Then she chuckled again, a soft and calm sound that echoed through the wide space at the top of the pyramid.

“It’s good to be cautious, little druid” she said slowly, “but beyond a certain point, it becomes meaningless.”

Her purple eyes gleamed faintly as she leaned forward just a little.

“For example,” she continued, “do you think you can save yourself if I were to attack your original soul through the Soul Fragment of the clone?”

The words were light, almost casual. Yet they struck Aksai like a cold blade. The woodland clone did not move.

After a brief pause, Aksai smiled through it. The smile was stiff and a bit forced, but it was still a smile.

He said nothing. Sometimes, there was no need to speak. Silence was also an answer.

Inside his mind, Aksai was fully aware of the situation.

He knew that the fallen dao beast could not harm him in a normal way. Her mortal body was long dead. The huge serpentine corpse beneath her was nothing more than an empty shell that kept bleeding poison.

The Heavenly Poison Pyramid was both her cage and her support. It kept her soul alive, but it also bound her tightly.

She could not step outside the pyramid. She could not touch the world beyond it.

She could not use normal Spirit spells with a body that was neither alive nor truly dead. This was why she would also make use of her Soul Fragments to create poison undeads and have them guard the place.

Aksai also understood one more thing. If she wanted to attack him, she had only one path left. The soul.

And that was the most dangerous path of all.

Even though Aksai had stepped into the third realm of the Aether cultivation path and had an Aether Beast to safeguard his soul from normal attacks made by other Lords, his soul was still far too weak compared to the fallen dao beast berself.

If she truly launched a soul attack, distance would mean nothing. The clone, the Soul Fragment, and his real body would all be connected in an instant. He would not survive it.

Still, Aksai kept quiet. He did not deny her words. He did not agree either.

He obviously had a reason for his boldness. Despite the danger, he did not feel completely helpless.

It was true that he could not fight the fallen dao beast in soul-related techniques. If she attacked his soul directly, he would lose. It was also true that if she somehow broke her limits and used some forbidden method to strike him physically, he would have no way to stop it.

But the thing was—

He did not need to stop it.

The woodland clone was standing there for a reason.

Aksai knew very well that the clone could not fully protect him. It was not a shield that could block everything. At best, it could slow things down for a very short moment. Maybe only a fraction of a second.

But that was enough. More than enough.

The moment an attack showed even the slightest sign of forming, Aksai could act. He could abandon everything without hesitation and teleport himself away. The Enchanted Everwood Farm was waiting for him, just like it always did.

That place was his true safe space.

No matter how strong the fallen dao beast was, she could not follow him there. She could not force her way inside. The Myriad Worlds Painting that was linked to the Enchanted Everwood Farm was beyond her reach. It was not something her soul could touch, control, or disturb.

Aksai trusted that completely. He also felt confident for another reason.

Recently, he had become very skilled at using the teleportation ability of his soul-bound treasures. It was no longer clumsy or slow. With his current control, he could choose where he appeared after entering the Enchanted Everwood Farm.

The exit point did not have to match the entry point. Although he could do something similar in the past as well, the distance was not big enough. However, with his current control, it could give him a breathing room even if the fallen dao beast herself were to take action.

He could appear far away from where he vanished. Even if the dao beast tried to leave some kind of soul trap at the place where he disappeared from the Dadangar Subcontinent, it would be useless. By the time she reacted, Aksai would already be somewhere else entirely.

Thinking of this, Aksai felt steady. Not too fearless but not too servile either.

Just then, the woman looked at him and smiled. It was not a warm smile. It was playful and sharp, filled with mischief.

Then all of a sudden, the woman’s gaze sharpened as she looked at Aksai’s face through the woodland clone. Her eyes moved slowly, as if peeling away layers one by one. Then she laughed softly.

“Hehehe. Little druid,” she said in a light tone, “are you thinking about hiding inside the Enchanted Everwood Farm to escape me and then coming out from some other rabbit hole?”

The moment those words entered his ears, Aksai felt his scalp go numb.

Goosebumps rose all over his body.

Even the woodland clone reacted before he could think. Its legs weakened, and it stumbled back. It lost its balance and sat down on the cold floor with a dull thud. Vines scraped against the stone as it tried to crawl away from the woman, putting distance between them.

Aksai’s heart sank.

This was different.

No matter how strong his past enemies had been, none of them had ever guessed his true trump cards. No one had ever seen through his greatest life-saving methods so easily. The Enchanted Everwood Farm and the Myriad Worlds Painting were secrets that had always stayed safe.

Until now.

The woman watched the clone’s reaction and burst into laughter. Her laughter echoed softly through the wide space at the top of the pyramid.

“Relax, little druid,” she said, waving her hand lightly. “Like I said, I am not your enemy.”

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