Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 240 You Have to Pay Back

The next day.

In front of the teleportation array, a large number of disciples heading to the Eastern Region had already gathered and lined up in neat formation.

"Have a safe journey, everyone."

Mu Jingtian quickly formed hand seals, and his spiritual energy swept across the patterns of the array in an instant.

Space suddenly distorted, and everyone swayed as they were all swept into the spatial rift.

"Oh no..." Mu Jingtian exclaimed in alarm, "Someone has tampered with it!"

However, no one could hear what he said next.

When Ye Beixuan opened his eyes again, his steps were unsteady and his body staggered. Beneath his feet was dry, cracked earth covered with a dense, spiderweb-like pattern.

He looked up and saw that half of the sky was stained with blood, while the other half was filled with rosy clouds. Along the dividing line, the two types of clouds intertwined, resembling ferocious beasts.

Not far from the blood-red sky, footsteps suddenly came, and countless skeletons and blood-red Asuras were slowly moving towards them.

A cold wind, carrying a pungent, fishy stench, howled past, making the stray hairs at the temples of the group fly wildly.

"Oh no, these are demons from the sea of ​​blood..." Ye Xiaofan also staggered to his feet, his face grave. "We've encountered an unprecedented demonic tide!"

Ye Beixuan's pupils suddenly contracted. He had heard of the Demon Tide before. It was the ebb and flow of the Blood Sea. When the tide receded, a large number of demons might emerge and launch an attack on the Three Realms.

These demons are irrational and only know how to kill.

As tens of thousands of demons and Asuras surged towards them like a tidal wave, the three felt their hearts sink.

The demons, which were originally slow-moving, were now close in the blink of an eye.

"Hurry, we'll be safe once we reach the Eastern Region Guard!"

Left with no other choice, the three had to fight back and retreat while fighting.

Amidst the demonic tide, Ye Yaoyao's sword flashed, but her body was already covered in wounds, with even her shoulder blades pierced.

"You guys go first, I'll cover the rear!" Ye Xiaofan crushed the protective talisman Ye Zhi Qiu had given him, and the bursting golden light emitted a powerful aura, blasting a large hole in the demon horde ahead.

However, in no time, the gap was filled back by the demons behind it.

Ye Beixuan threw his flying sword with a backhand, quickly forming hand seals as he attacked while covering Ye Xiaofan's retreat.

During their escape, Ye Yaoyao's upper body was soaked in blood, but she still desperately blocked the Shura who was trying to get close to Ye Beixuan.

Boom!

A loud bang exploded behind them as a giant skeletal monster swung its bone hammer, sending Ye Xiaofan flying. The flying bone spikes shot towards them, and Ye Yaoyao dodged to block them with her body, but she was also seriously injured in the process.

"Run!" Ye Beixuan summoned the Mirror of Reincarnation and shone it on the demonic tide, instantly causing the demons to explode. Then, disregarding everything else, he took Ye Xiaofan and Ye Yaoyao and fled eastward without looking back.

Under the crimson waning moon, the three hid in a narrow cave.

Ye Xiaofan was meditating and regulating his breathing.

Ye Yaoyao huddled to one side, her lifeless eyes flickering with a dim light: "Junior Brother's mirror is so powerful..."

Ye Beixuan paused slightly, but still said calmly, "It's just an ordinary magic artifact."

Seeing that Ye Beixuan was unwilling to tell the truth, a hint of gloom appeared in Ye Yaoyao's eyes.

Peace remained undisturbed until midnight, when a pair of eyes, gleaming with a ghostly light, quietly observed Ye Xiaofan and Ye Beixuan as they meditated and recovered.

Blood-red moonlight streamed in through the cracks in the rock wall, and Ye Yaoyao's eyes flashed with an evil light. Her slender fingers suddenly grew longer, turning into sharp claws, and she reached out to grab Ye Xiaofan.

"Senior Sister?" Ye Beixuan's voice suddenly rang out.

Ye Yaoyao was startled and turned around abruptly, a lingering sneer and surprise still on her lips.

Under the moonlight, the sharp claws instantly transformed back into slender hands. Ye Yaoyao chuckled, "Junior brother, the young sect leader seems to be seriously injured. I'd like to check on him..."

Ye Beixuan stood up and said in a calm tone, "I don't know who you are, but I'm sure you're not my senior sister Ye Yaoyao."

"Hiss..." Ye Yaoyao gasped, not understanding when she had been exposed, even though her acting was flawless.

Ye Beixuan remained expressionless, his tone still indifferent: "Before you took me to the Divine Willow Palace, I sensed something was amiss."

Then, he changed the subject: "However, that night at Shenliu Palace, you sneaked towards the young sect leader's room, presumably intending to kill him and frame me!"

"I was only invited by the young sect leader..."

Before Ye Yaoyao could finish speaking, Ye Beixuan impatiently interrupted her: "You don't need to hide it. I had already begun to suspect you back then."

"Hahahaha." Ye Yaoyao suddenly burst into laughter, her expression sinister and mocking: "Good! As expected of someone even the Lord admires. This story is interesting. I'd like to hear what else you have to say."

"At that time, I still refused to believe that the senior sister who loved and doted on me was a fake, and that she could disguise herself so convincingly." Ye Beixuan said calmly, "This incident with the teleportation array was also your doing, wasn't it!"

Seeing that she had been exposed, the fake Ye Yaoyao suddenly laughed loudly, "Then why don't you expose me? Aren't you afraid that I will wipe you all out?"

Ye Beixuan smiled calmly: "Although I know you are not my senior sister, I want to know where the real senior sister is?"

Fake Ye Yaoyao laughed calmly and mockingly, "Hahaha! You are indeed very clever, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too low. As long as I kill this young sect leader, everyone will think that it was caused by your jealousy and rivalry."

"Oh? Is that so?" a voice interrupted her.

Ye Xiaofan, who should have been unconscious, slowly propped himself up and calmly looked at the fake Ye Yaoyao, whose face was full of shock.

"Three days ago at Shenliu Palace, although I invited you, Junior Brother Ye secretly sent me a message later, telling me everything." Ye Xiaofan took out a note, on which was written: Fake Ye Yaoyao.

A spark ignited, instantly burning the note. Under Ye Yaoyao's shocked gaze, Ye Xiaofan calmly continued, "Junior Brother Ye asked me to play along with you in this charade. Now, can you tell us where Junior Sister Ye is now?"

The atmosphere suddenly became silent and eerie. Suddenly, a violent tremor came, and rocks inside the cave tumbled down.

Fake Ye Yaoyao's body began to crack, transforming into a blood-red phantom: "As expected of the young palace master, you are so composed. It's just a pity that it's all too late. You are all seriously injured."

"Do you still remember the day I healed your wounds?" She raised her blood-red arm and pointed it at Ye Xiaofan's heart from a distance. Instantly, blood patterns appeared on Ye Xiaofan's heart, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Beixuan pointed his sword at the fake Ye Yaoyao and shouted, "Where is my senior sister?"

With a wave of her hand, the fake Ye Yaoyao revealed a scene in the blood mist: the real Ye Yaoyao was sealed in the abyss of the blood sea.

She let out a shrill laugh: "If you want to save her, come with me to the Northern Region, and I'll give you a chance to save her."

After saying that, she suddenly turned into a pool of blood, which gradually condensed into a rope that wrapped around Ye Beixuan.

Ye Beixuan sneered, swung his sword, and scattered the blood.

At the same time, he retreated rapidly, only then realizing that the fake Blood Asura was covered in blood-red pupils.

Two figures suddenly burst out of the cave. The blood-red Asura's pupils emitted an eerie crimson light, and streaks of crimson lightning flashed towards Ye Beixuan like dragons.

Ye Beixuan flicked his wrist rapidly, and the sword in his hand swung around like a storm, the cracked earth beneath his feet exploding with lightning and making a series of cracking sounds.

"Watch out!" Ye Xiaofan clutched his chest, dragging his injured body, and with all his might, he waved his hand, sending seven talismans shooting out like meteors, precisely following the positions of the Big Dipper, and firmly attaching them to the blood-red Shura.

However, the monster let out a sinister laugh, suddenly raised its hand, and grabbed Ye Xiaofan in an extremely strange posture.

"Watch out!" Ye Beixuan flashed away like an arrow, instantly pulling the young sect leader away.

But in the end, he couldn't dodge in time, and blood gushed out from his back, the wound so deep that the bone was visible.

Blood tears suddenly streamed from the pupils of the Blood Asura, followed by a series of explosions. All the blood pupils shattered, and the entire body turned into pure blood.

It turns out that this demon had integrated all the power of its eyes into its body, intending to fight to the death.

Strands of blood-red threads shot out from Shura's body, binding Ye Beixuan tightly like nimble snakes, rendering him completely immobile.

"Junior brother!" Ye Xiaofan hurriedly formed a hand seal, and the long sword in his hand immediately shot out a blazing sword aura, flying towards the blood-red Asura.

The crimson Asura stretched out its blood-red hand and firmly grasped the sword energy. Ye Xiaofan, using its last ounce of strength, shouted, "Explode..."

Boom!

The seven talismans on Shura's body instantly exploded violently, blasting a huge hole in his body.

Ye Beixuan struggled desperately under the restraint of the blood-red threads, and could even hear the sound of his bones and meridians breaking.

At the critical moment, the power of the Wind-Riding Heavenly Lord, which had been dormant in his dantian for a long time, suddenly erupted. The vast spiritual power, like an out-of-control flood, instantly swept through his limbs and bones, forcibly opening his meridians.

At the same time, the Samsara Mirror suddenly appeared out of thin air, and its surface burst forth with intense white light, completely enveloping the Crimson Asura.

"Break!" A golden light flashed, and Ye Beixuan shouted, instantly severing all the blood-red threads around his body.

The Pangu Axe in his hand also erupted with intense light, slashing fiercely down at the Crimson Asura. The Crimson Asura let out a shrill wail, its body instantly exploding into a cloud of blood mist and vanishing without a trace.

With a clang!
After the Pangu Axe landed, it transformed into a beam of light and flew back into Ye Beixuan's body.

Feeling the swelling in his meridians and waves of dizziness, Ye Beixuan slowly knelt down. The full-force attack from the Pangu Axe had taken a heavy toll on him.

His vision gradually blurred, and in the last moment before his consciousness faded, he saw the crimson sky slowly receding, replaced by a magnificent sunset.

Open your eyes again.

A wisp of sandalwood fragrance drifted into my nostrils, and my body touched the smooth texture of brocade.

What comes into view is a golden tent top, and the blanket covering them is embroidered with an exquisite dark gold dragon.

Ye Beixuan tried to get up, but found that his body was completely unresponsive and he was utterly exhausted.

Just then, with a creak, the door was gently pushed open, and soft footsteps approached from afar.

Ye Beixuan's heart skipped a beat. The person who came was the extremely beautiful woman—Empress Wugou.

"Stop pretending to be asleep." The woman gently stroked his cheek with her fingertips, then placed them on his pulse point. She parted her lips slightly and uttered gentle words: "You can't move your body for now, but you can still speak."

Seeing that pretending to be asleep was no longer useful, Ye Beixuan reluctantly opened his eyes and asked in a calm tone, "Where is this?"

"This is my palace, this is my bed." The Empress looked at him with a smile, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

"You designed all of this, didn't you?" Ye Beixuan was unable to move, but his tone carried a hint of accusation.

Upon hearing this, the Empress bit her red lips, her face full of grievance. She had borne him children in her mortal body, yet now he was questioning her right away.

However, she still stubbornly replied, "Yes."

"My senior sister Ye Yaoyao has been captured, and we must go and rescue her," Ye Beixuan said calmly.

The Empress's tone remained calm: "Her capture was intended to lure you there. Before rescuing her, you must first improve your own strength."

Ye Beixuan remained silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

a long time.

He finally spoke in a heavy tone: "I want to know about Xianglian."

The Empress sighed softly and said slowly, "Xianglian was originally formed from my tears..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her pale white palm and slowly opened it, revealing two crystal-clear, pure tears rolling in her palm.

As Ye Beixuan gazed at the teardrops in her palm, as if sensing something, two teardrops slowly floated up and swirled around his body.

"How can we bring them back to life?" Ye Beixuan felt a slight pang in his heart, guessing that the other tear must have been transformed from Yun Ge.

"You want to save your senior sister, and you want to resurrect them?" The Empress wiped away her tears, turned her back to him, and said in a serious tone, "Then you have to become stronger, and keep becoming stronger."

"How can I become stronger quickly?" Ye Beixuan asked in return.

The Empress turned around abruptly and gave Ye Beixuan a charming yet indifferent smile: "Dual cultivation."

Ye Beixuan suddenly felt hot all over his body and realized that the medicine was probably taking effect.

At this moment, the Empress's wide sleeves slipped down, her clothes fell off her shoulders, revealing her jade-like shoulders, and her fingertips slowly moved down from the boy's lips.

As she bent down, Ye Beixuan smelled a subtle fragrance wafting by, and the ends of her hair brushed against the tip of her nose, bringing a ticklish sensation like a cat's claws gently scratching.

"I am of pure Yin constitution, while you are of pure Yang constitution. Dual cultivation can be equivalent to a thousand years of cultivation and can also continuously stimulate the power of the wind within you."

How did you know I have a pure Yang constitution?

She gently lifted the brocade quilt with her slender fingers, leaned close to his ear, and breathed out a fragrance as sweet as orchids: "I know every part of you like the back of my hand..."

The last syllable of the sentence, like a warm breath, struck his mind.

Although Ye Beixuan felt unbearably agitated, he still slowly spoke: "Does Your Majesty not think that this is humiliating yourself?"

"Disrespect?" The Empress spun around and straddled his lap, her breath sweet as orchids, and said softly, "Back in the mortal realm, you never showed me any tenderness or mercy."

The bed curtains fell slowly, moving on their own even without wind.

Her clothes slowly slipped down, and her tone, unlike her usual authoritative demeanor, carried a hint of allure: "I've been keeping an eye on you all along."

The boy's pupils constricted sharply, and the suppressed heat within him erupted instantly. He looked at her again, and it was clearly Yunshang, his wife in the mortal realm; everything suddenly became clear.

I don't know what kind of magic she used to make me forget her.

"Ten thousand years ago, everyone in the immortal realm knew that you and I were husband and wife, but they didn't know that because of that woman, we never even had a wedding night." The Empress lightly tossed her long hair, tucking a stray strand behind her ear. "I want you to remember this: the wedding night you owed ten thousand years ago, you must repay today."

(End of this chapter)