Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation - Chapter 275: Mr. You and Su Hongzhen
Fallen Sword Mountain Range.
The night sky was bright and clear, the moon was bright and the stars sparse, with not a breath of wind for ten thousand miles.
Yet, the atmosphere within the mountain range, covered and concealed by towering ancient trees, remained oppressive.
And the reason for this oppressive atmosphere was not merely because the light was completely blocked by the dense, sky-obscuring leaves.
A faint aura of a Great Demon enveloped the forest. If a cultivator below the Qi Sea Realm were to walk within this forest, they would undoubtedly feel, to a certain extent, that the true qi circulating within their meridians was extremely sluggish and obstructed.
To this day, the history of this ancient forest had to be at least tens of thousands of years old.
On this windless night, however, the sound of rustling leaves suddenly came from a certain corner of the forest.
Immediately after, two cultivators wearing the daoist robes of Kongshan Sect’s Qingchan Peak slowly appeared within the shadows.
These two Qingchan Peak cultivators, one looked to be around fifty years old, while the other appeared to be in his thirties.
But this was merely their outward appearance. In reality, these two Qingchan Peak cultivators were completely the same age.
The two of them had actually entered Kongshan Sect’s Qingchan Peak together seventy years ago, and their cultivation talents were also very similar. Currently, both were at the mid-stage of the Qi Sea Realm.
Therefore, their relationship was also very good.
The one who looked about fifty years old was currently serving in Qingchan Peak’s Rites Hall, holding the position of Supervisor. The other Qingchan Peak cultivator, who looked about thirty, was serving in Qingchan Peak’s Caijun Tower, also holding the position of Supervisor.
“When will these days ever end? When exactly can we return to the sect, sigh.”
The Qingchan Peak cultivator serving in Caijun Tower, who appeared younger, sighed. Looking up at the moon blocked by the leaves, he could only see a faint, hazy outline, and expressed this lament.
“Hah, talking such nonsense.”
The Rites Hall Supervisor, who appeared older on the surface, sneered coldly:
“You lot who were temporarily transferred here will be able to return to Qingchan Peak in at most half a month. Not like us from the Rites Hall.”
The person currently responsible for sealing off and monitoring the Great Demon’s Egg was Qingchan Peak’s Dignity Elder, Cai Zi’an.
This Qingchan Peak Dignity Elder had completely drawn a clear line from the struggles between the Qingchan True Dharma and Qingchan Martial Discipline lineages, showing no inclination towards either.
Of course, according to normal reasoning, neither Bai Qiming nor Fu Qian would certainly allow a figure of Cai Zi’an’s level to remain aloof and untouched.
But Cai Zi’an was clever, or rather, knew when to let go.
He gave up the vast majority of the power he should have possessed as a Dignity Elder on Qingchan Peak, only retaining under his command the Rites Hall, which had traditionally been under the Dignity Elder’s purview since ancient times.
This way, Bai Qiming and Fu Qian naturally would not bother him anymore.
Because Cai Zi’an had already done everything he could possibly do.
“After Brother Li returns to the sect, I’ll host a welcoming banquet for you at Mingxiao Tower!”
The Qingchan Peak cultivator serving in Caijun Tower said with a smile to the Qingchan Peak cultivator serving in the Rites Hall.
“A while ago, I just heard that your Caijun Tower changed its Elder.”
The Qingchan Peak cultivator serving in the Rites Hall said.
“Then Brother Li’s information is a bit out of date. Our Caijun Tower’s Elder was changed several years ago. It happened not long after the Outer Court Cataclysm ended seven years ago.”
The cultivator serving in Caijun Tower said.
It had been mentioned before that Qingchan Peak could not escape blame for the occurrence of the Outer Court Cataclysm.
Because it was precisely due to the theft of the Demon Suppression Stone, which sealed the Black Flood Dragon Remnant Soul, from Qingchan Peak’s Caijun Tower that ultimately led to the occurrence of this calamity.
Therefore, Qingchan Peak naturally needed to shoulder the responsibility it deserved.
The previous Caijun Tower Elder stepped down and was dispatched to Qingchan Peak’s Scripture Repository to organize books and cultivation methods.
“I heard, your current Caijun Tower Elder is that Lu Li who was previously in the Scripture Hall?”
The Rites Hall Supervisor asked.
“Yes.”
The cultivator serving in Caijun Tower nodded.
In terms of promotion speed, the current Caijun Tower Elder, Lu Li, was far faster than the two of them.
Ten years ago, Lu Li gained the appreciation of Qingchan Peak’s True Dharma Elder Bai Qiming at the Discourse Conference and was transferred from the outer court’s Scripture Hall to Qingchan Peak’s Scripture Hall to serve as an instructor.
Ten years later, he was already the Caijun Tower Elder of Qingchan Peak.
However, his cultivation talent was indeed strong enough, building up strength over a long period only to burst forth dramatically. In ten years, he broke through from the peak of the Martial Spring Realm to the mid-stage of the Spirit Connection Realm. This breakthrough speed was something they, cultivators who came from ordinary inner disciples, dared not even imagine.
“How does it feel serving under him?”
The Rites Hall Supervisor asked.
“It’s actually quite good. Elder Lu doesn’t talk much and doesn’t make a fuss over things. As long as we do our own duties well, he never inquires about anything beyond that.”
The cultivator serving in Caijun Tower answered thus.
Hearing this, the Rites Hall Supervisor first fell silent for a moment, then lowered his voice:
“I heard, Lu Li being transferred to Caijun Tower as Elder was entirely due to Elder Fu’s promotion.”
“Hmm, that’s right.”
The younger-looking cultivator nodded. Regarding this matter, almost all the disciples serving in Caijun Tower knew about it.
“But before, Lu Li was Elder Bai’s man. You must know that our peak’s True Dharma and Martial Discipline lineages have never gotten along.”
“Brother Li means?”
“Listen to an old brother’s advice: do your work well, and don’t get involved in things you shouldn’t.”
“Thank you for your good intentions, Brother Li. But those matters, whether one should get involved or not, are originally not something someone of my level can even get involved in.”
The two Qingchan Peak cultivators slowly walked away.
On a nearby towering ancient tree sat the figure of a young cultivator dressed in plain daoist robes. A token of Kongshan Sect hung at his waist, with no characters carved on it.
“Lu Li, ah, Lu Li…”
Mr. You murmured to himself:
“Kong Yang, ah, Kong Yang.”
Then he shook his head, and with a flicker of his figure, vanished from atop the ancient tree.
An instant later, the figure of the young cultivator in plain daoist robes appeared at the center of the Fallen Sword Mountain Range, at the location of the Great Demon’s Egg.
Mr. You stood with his hands behind his back, silently gazing at the enormous demon egg before him.
From the center of the Great Demon’s Egg, a sinister purple light slowly pulsed, expanding and contracting like a heartbeat, flickering bright and dim.
“You kid, you really are pitiful.”
Mr. You looked somewhat helpless as he regarded the Great Demon’s Egg before him, which currently emanated the vast demonic aura that only a demon beast of the eighth realm or above could possess, and sighed with such emotion:
“In terms of manner of death, you kid are indeed the most tragic among these thirty-one who Ascended to Immortality on the Chenping Continent. Tell me, what were you doing, idly provoking the Heavenly Dao for no reason? Now look, you’ve been corrected into a link of cause and effect, and even your Dao Foundation has been corrupted into demonic form. How is this not a form of humiliation from the Heavenly Dao towards you…”
