The immortal is beside me

Chapter 110 If Heaven Doesn’t Know My Heart, It Can Be Wrong (6000 Words)
The suburbs of Yingzhou.

In the valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, several rows of concrete buildings of varying heights stand there somewhat abruptly. Some are more than ten stories high, while others are two or three stories low. They are arranged like some kind of industrial park.

However, what is sandwiched between these buildings is not a production factory, but a stone discussion platform, a spiritual weapon warehouse and an alchemy room equipped with a smoke extractor. Under the cover of the outer illusion formation, other people who see this place will only think that it is a valley without any superfluous decorations, but they will never imagine that there is another world inside.

This is the location of Yingzhou Yinyue Sect, a medium-sized sect in terms of staff size.

In the early stages of building the supernatural system, the authorities actively sought cooperation with major sects and allocated a huge amount of infrastructure funds to help some aging sects in the caves and heavens build modern residences at the locations of the spiritual veins to show their sincerity in cooperation. The current "park" is the result of the infrastructure construction at that time.

At the innermost part of the "park" is the tallest building in the surrounding area, about fifteen stories high.

Through the glass window, one can see a group of monks in Taoist robes sitting on the ground on the top floor of the building, guarding the old man in white in the center like stars surrounding the moon. The faint light of the magic circle flickers under them, and from the array pattern, it can be seen that it is some kind of array for gathering spirits.

Although there was no wind today, the windows on all sides were trembling slightly, as if in some invisible oscillation. At a certain moment, the oscillation reached its peak, and a mighty aura swept through the building, seemingly changing the color of the sky.

In the center of the formation, the old man in white suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flowed through his pupils, and his originally half-white forehead hair seemed to have turned a little darker.

"The bottleneck of the Nascent Soul stage has indeed been loosened. I have finally glimpsed the clues of the Spiritual Transformation stage."

His hair swayed slightly as he stared at his hands. A faint light shone through his palms, which appeared white at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it was full of brilliance, as if countless powers were condensed within them.

"The authority of Changshengtian is truly extraordinary. No wonder powerful individuals have continuously appeared on that grassland over the past thousand years."

He is He Xiuyong, the leader of the Silver Moon Sect. He has been stuck in the Nascent Soul stage for more than two hundred years. Originally, there was no hope for him to break through, but now, with the help of a special "gift", he finally got a glimpse of the realm that was once out of reach and reached the state of Half-Step Divine Transformation.

"Congratulations, Sect Master." Everyone around the formation bowed.

The Nascent Soul and the Spirit Transformation seem to be only one realm apart, but for the sect it is the difference between heaven and earth.

In modern China, there are at least a hundred sects with Nascent Soul cultivators, but the number of those with Divine Transformation can be counted on one hand. This is the foundation of whether a sect is a top-tier power. Even if He Xiuyong hasn't truly achieved a breakthrough yet, it's enough for everyone in the Silver Moon Sect to rise to prominence.

Of course, what they want is not just a simple matter of everyone rising to prosper.

"The sect leader is extremely talented. If all the other sect members can be like you, the revival of the immortal way will be just around the corner." An elder bowed.

"I hope so." He Xiuyong quickly calmed down the excitement of his breakthrough and said calmly, "It has been hundreds of years since the decline of the immortal way. Now, more and more immortal traitors have surrendered to the government. If we don't revive it, I'm afraid this world will forget what is right and proper."

This was the ideal that the Silver Moon Sect had always held deep in their hearts. Though trapped in the bandit camp, they had never forgotten the era of true immortality. Now, after a long night of darkness, the authority from the grasslands finally allowed them to see the light of day.

".But do we really want to overthrow that government?"

After some mutual praise and congratulations, a guardian in the corner spoke hesitantly, "Since the establishment, those officials have indeed provided us with many conveniences. Without their assistance, these buildings in the sect's territory would not have been built."

He swallowed his words back mid-sentence, and he felt the atmosphere around him suddenly become heavy.

"A convenience?" an elder snorted. "Back in the days of the immortals, it was natural for mortals to provide offerings and gifts to the immortal sects. Every emperor in every dynasty built Taoist temples for the sect's use. Now they've only provided a small convenience, and you're so grateful? Are you going to lower yourself to serve the government like those traitors?"

The gazes of the people around him were all cast upon him, and the pressure like a mountain was exerted upon him, forcing the guardian who had spoken to finally lower his head: ".. then do as the elder says. What I said just now was inappropriate."

He Xiuyong glanced at it indifferently, no longer paying attention to the small chaos, and turned to the elders around him again.

"In the next few days, I will intensify my efforts to stabilize the realm. You should maintain contact with the envoys and the various sects involved in the revival. At the same time, make sure to arrange for personnel from all parties to be on standby. When the time is right, we will attack in one fell swoop."

Everyone around nodded in agreement. They had endured humiliation for years for the great cause of rejuvenation. Now that their leader had reached the Divine Transformation Realm, the Silver Moon Sect had the ultimate confidence to overturn the situation. All they had to do now was gradually gather the strength of all the other sects and wait for the right opportunity. Their long-cherished wish would finally be fulfilled.

Just wait for an opportunity.
The windows around suddenly trembled again, and cracks appeared on them - unlike the invisible waves just now, this time there was real wind.

A gust of wind filled with murderous intent.

"who?!"

The pressure came from afar, accompanied by the screaming like an eagle. Everyone in the city was startled at the same time, and they stood up and used their strength immediately. The spiritual light around them had just lit up when it was blown away by the strong wind that swept over.

Boom boom boom——

A green wind swept across the sky, covering the entire territory of the Silver Moon Sect. Amidst the overwhelming rustling sound, the high-rise buildings made of reinforced concrete were sucked into the center of the storm, and shattered into countless iron pieces and fragments as if they had fallen into a wall-breaking machine, with traces of blood mixed in, which was the flesh and blood cut by the wind.

In the center of the storm, a woman with flying hair looked down from high in the sky, overlooking everything happening on the ground.

With just this one strike, most of the vast Silver Moon Sect's territory was wiped out. Huge cracks appeared in the sect's protective formations on all sides, and they turned into streams of light and dissipated. Amidst the flying sand and rocks, several figures with bloody heads broke out. They were He Xiuyong and several elders with the highest cultivation levels.

".Condor."

He Xiuyong barely resisted the wind from all directions, looking up at the figure above, his eyes full of horror.

He had heard of the title of this powerful person guarding Yingzhou, and anticipated that he might face her in the future, but he did not expect her to come so quickly and her attack would be so terrifying.

If it weren't for the century-old sect protection formation that dissipated the power of the hurricane, the previous attack alone would have been enough to flatten the entire Silver Moon Sect's territory, and they would not have had any time to react.

"The Silver Moon Sect deployed soul-devouring magic in Yingzhou, secretly extracting the souls of the people to power their own breakthroughs."

With a wave of her green fingers in the air, a huge sword appeared in her palm, and the spiritual pattern on the sword roared like a beast.

"To be killed."

The sound of breaking air and the voice fell together, and the giant sword was swung out in the air. The green wind cut through the sky, as if raising huge waves on the sea. The overwhelming wind swallowed the figures of several elders. In just an instant, the spiritual power that protected the body suddenly broke like foam, and the body was twisted into blood foam.

When the wind subsided slightly, only one figure was left on the entire field.

He was gasping for breath, layers of cold sweat running down his face, and a faint light surrounded his side, as if it was mist evaporating from his body.

"The breath of heaven?"

Xiao Yao's expression in the air shifted slightly, and the aura surrounding her seemed to grow even more intense. "Have you come into contact with Changshengtian?"

She hadn't pronounced the word in centuries, but she recognized the source of He Xiuyong's aura at a glance. For the first half of her life, the being called Changshengtian had always been by her side, so it was impossible for her to be mistaken.

"As expected of the Khitan Divine Eagle, it truly cannot be hidden from your eyes."

He Xiuyong forced himself to calm his breath, raised his head and said, "We are of the same origin, so why are we so eager to fight each other? Since you know where I come from, how about you put aside your hostility for now and listen to what I have to say?"

Xiao Yao looked at him with her eyes lowered, without much emotion.

"How did you come into contact with Changshengtian?" she said. "Tell me, and I will grant you a quick death."

He Xiuyong's eyes suddenly froze, his robes fluttered, and surging spiritual power rushed out from his body, turning into a huge flaming dragon that circled around him.

“…Quick death?”

He raised his bloodshot eyes and said, "Although I am not as high up as a genius, I am also a half-step god, and I cannot be insulted casually."

The fire dragon roared, and the sky suddenly became brighter, as if the sun's light was borrowed in his hands.

"He Xiuyong of the Silver Moon Sect, dares to ask the Divine Eagle for guidance!"

Red flames rose from the clouds. He Xiuyong turned his body into flames, and a giant dragon a hundred meters long soared into the sky, attacking the figure in the air with a roar of fire.

In the crimson sky, the soaring eagle raised its sword.

The blurry fire dragon suddenly widened his eyes. In his eyes, the figure of the woman in front of him suddenly blurred, as if she had turned into a real hawk.

Under the sunlight, each eagle feather was coated with an armor-like aura, a pattern identical to the blessing light from Changshengtian that emanated from him. But if his blessing was a mist, then Xiao Yao's was a hurricane.

This was a blessing from Heaven, a blessing derived from the principles of harmony. She was a person chosen by Heaven to receive blessings, which was why she could reach the Divine Transformation stage at less than five hundred years old, and why she could fight Zhou Tong on equal terms.

“So this is your foundation.”

The murmured words were not finished before they were blown away by the wind.

As the sword falls, a strong wind rises.

A green wind swept across the sky, tearing the fiery clouds covering the dome apart. The burning sky was blown out in an instant, and thin sunlight fell again, illuminating a few dissipated flames.

A figure was ejected like a cannonball, hitting the ground and creating a long cloud of dust. When the wind and sand cleared, He Xiuyong's figure was revealed, his Taoist robe completely torn to pieces, revealing the bloody flesh inside.

Blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. He was unable to move. He used his last bit of strength to raise his eyes and stare at the figure falling from the sky.

She was moving slowly towards him, with a hint of disappointment and boredom in her eyes.

It's really too weak.

He also practices fire magic, but his ability is not even one-tenth as good as he had back then.

He Xiuyong spat out another mouthful of blood, stared at the indifferent face with wide eyes, and uttered intermittent words from his hoarse throat.

"You are obviously a citizen of the Changsheng Emperor, why are you doing this?"

The giant sword swung down, cutting off the second half of his words.

Xiao Yao glanced at the silent figure, raised her hand to wipe the blood off the sword, and accompanied by the drone in the sky, her figure instantly turned into a gust of wind and moved towards the next target.

Why?
She had probably heard similar questions hundreds of times.

A figure in red fell from the sky to the top of the mountain. Zhou Tong looked up and saw a desolate scene.

Yesterday, he had received a message that a sect in this area had colluded with the barbarian cultivators of Xixia and was preparing to use human sacrifices. He had rushed over immediately upon hearing the news, but now, standing there, he couldn't see a single cultivator. All he saw was a mess of rubble and bare earth, with fallen vegetation and vast expanses of brown and yellow earth exposed, as if plowed through by a hurricane.

"Brother Zhou! What a coincidence!"

A familiar voice came from above. He looked up and saw a woman in a fur coat falling from the sky and landing beside him with a smile.

Needless to say, all of this was naturally her work.

"I was originally planning to borrow a passage from here to come to the Central Plains to find you, but halfway through, I suddenly ran into these people performing a sacrifice. Seeing that they were using the method of sacrificing living people, I thought that if it were you, you would not keep these people, so I disposed of them."

Xiao Yao said, "I didn't expect you to arrive so soon. It's perfect! None of the people in this sect are worth looking at. Fighting them would be completely unsatisfying. Why don't you and I have another sparring match?"

Zhou Tong glanced at the rubble and broken trees all over the ground, then looked at the smiling girl, and waved his hand to hide the spear in his hand.

"I'm not interested."

"Hey, don't go, don't go."

Seeing him turn around and leave, Xiao Yao hurriedly jumped in front of him and spread her arms like a bird flapping its wings.

"If you don't want to spar, then don't spar. Anyway, now that the trouble has been resolved, you should be able to have some free time."

She raised her hand and took out a wine bag like a magic trick.

"This is the mare's milk wine my tribe has just brewed. It's infused with magical herbs from the grasslands. It has the effect of invigorating the spirit and unblocking the meridians. Drinking one cup is equivalent to a whole night's rest. Brother Zhou, how about we drink a few cups together and just take a break?"

She handed over the wine bag with one hand and looked at him hopefully.

After staring at each other for a long time, Zhou Tong sighed softly.

A moment later, at the wine table next to the post station.

The milky white wine was poured into the cup. Xiao Yao raised her hand to hold the cup and drank it all in one gulp. A blush immediately appeared on the side of her face.

"Refreshing! If you don't have a few drinks after a battle, even holding a sword will lose some of its flavor."

After she finished drinking a glass, she picked up the wine bag beside her and refilled it with new wine. The wine bag looked as big as a palm, but it seemed to have no end when she poured it out. After drinking more than ten glasses, there was no sign of it drying up.

"Looking at Brother Zhou's appearance, he must be a wine lover."

Xiao Yao held her face with one hand and tilted her head to look at Zhou Tong who was holding a glass across the table. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but her eyes were shining, as if stars had fallen into them.

"Brother Zhou, since you know the joy of leisure, why do you have to travel so much? Why not return to the grasslands with me? When you have nothing to do, you can travel, drink, and hunt. When you have something to do, you can conquer the world and let the world know your name. How happy it would be!"

There was no fluctuation on Zhou Tong's face. He just shook the wine glass in his hand, causing the white wine in the glass to swirl.

"Conquest itself is meaningless." He slowly drank the wine in his cup. "No matter how magnificent a empire is, if it is not properly maintained, it will eventually decay and collapse."

"If it really collapses, wouldn't it be better to just build another one?" Xiao Yao said casually. "Don't you have a saying in the Central Plains? 'What divides for a long time must unite, and what unites for a long time must divide.' Throughout history, nothing in this world is eternal."

"The so-called great trend of the world is not necessarily irreversible." Zhou Tong placed the empty cup on the table. "A separation or reunion may only last a moment for the conquerors, but for the common people it means the difference between life and death."

"Brother Zhou, you are still like this."

Xiao Yao shook her head slightly. They had had similar conversations many times, but they had never reached a consensus on this issue. She knew that she could not change this man's mind, just as he could not change her Xiaoyao.

However, there are some things she can change.

"If Brother Zhou is too busy in the future, I will take over the task of guarding the place for you."

She finished another glass of wine and said with a smile, "I'll deal with scoundrels like today as I please. This way, you should have some free time to drink and discuss with me in the future."

Zhou Tong said expressionlessly: "You've had too much to drink."

"Hey! What are you talking about!"

Xiao Yao seemed to be somewhat dissatisfied with what she heard, and slammed the wine glass on the table with great force, causing the ground around them to tremble slightly.

"I always keep my word."

……

……

The storm swept through the mountains, flattening most of the green hills instantly. Broken flesh and blood and the residual light of the formation floated among the flying sand and rocks. A few people who survived by chance tried to move and escape, but before they could move, they were cut in half by the flying wind blades.

The green light converged, and Xiao Yao, who was floating in the air, revealed her figure and looked around.

At her feet, the vast green hills were filled with rubble and corpses. A half-tilted stone gate was slanted across the mountain path, with only half of the plaque on it left. Only the word "Zong" remained on the broken plaque.

This was the eleventh restorationist sect she had destroyed. Combined with the actions of the Environmental Sanitation Bureau, most of the forces on the restoration list had been crossed out, which could be described as a bloodbath in the Yingzhou cultivation world.

This was her consistent style. Since assuming the strategic position, she had resolved countless incidents, each one using the simplest and most brutal means to cut through the Gordian knot.

But this time, Ranma is a little different.

With a movement of her spiritual consciousness, she locked onto an unusual aura dozens of miles away. She turned into a breeze and disappeared from the spot. The next second, she was already dozens of miles away.

On the dusty mountaintop, a figure wearing a deer bone mask had been waiting for a long time.

"I, the humble slave Yelu You, pay my respects to the goddess of heaven." The deer bone messenger bowed and saluted, his tone still respectful.

Yelu is a surname unique to the Khitan people.

She hadn't seen her original mother tribe for hundreds of years, but now they suddenly appeared here, in front of her.

Or, more accurately, they led her here.

"Were you the one who instigated the restoration of the various sects this time?" Xiao Yao said in a low voice.

She had been aware of the situation long before she discovered the Eternal Heaven Blessing on He Xiuyong. Her former maternal clan had approached her, predicting that she would not sit idly by and watch such a major restoration attempt, even if she understood the hidden scheme behind it.

This is a clear conspiracy.

"Indeed." The Deer Bone Emissary's tone remained humble. "The goddess has been away from home for a long time and has long since integrated into the Central Plains, forgetting her ancestral clan. We wish to see you alone, and this is the only way."

Halfway through his words, the air around him suddenly sank, as if a heavy pressure was placed on him. The messenger trembled, and bloodshot appeared in his pupils, but his throat was still trembling as he struggled to speak.

"I came here only to tell the goddess one thing."

Under such heavy pressure, he couldn't raise his head. He just stared at the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Three days from now, we will summon the Supreme God on the Hulun Grassland and have him grant us his authority. Looking around the four regions, you are the best candidate to inherit this authority. We respectfully welcome your return."

Realizing that Xiao Yao didn't speak, he paused and then continued.

"Six hundred years. Goddess, it has been nearly six hundred years since you abandoned Changshengtian and took up residence in the Central Plains."

"Now that the Supreme Heaven has revived, it is time for you to return to His embrace. If you are willing to once again take up Heaven's authority and lead your people to conquer the world, Changshengtian will surely forgive your actions over the past six hundred years."

Beads of sweat fell to the ground. He couldn't see Xiao Yao's expression. He only felt the air around him almost freeze, even the sound of the wind in his ears faded. It was unknown how long it was before a voice reached his ears.

"Forgive?" She chuckled softly, "Everything I do is for the good of mankind. Why should I be forgiven?"

"If Heaven does not know my heart, then Heaven's ways could also be false. What use would I have for such false authority?"

The pupils beneath the mask twitched slightly.

"You have truly betrayed your faith."

The trembling voice seemed to grow deeper. "You should be aware that the Supreme Heaven has begun to awaken. In three days, He will awaken and once again launch a campaign against the human world, bringing down divine punishment on all who betray Him."

"If you are unwilling to accept authority and cleanse yourself of your sins, then your power, the blessings you bear, and even your life will be taken away by heaven."

He stared at Xiao Yao's shadow on the ground, watching it freeze in place, silent and unresponsive. After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard the other party's answer.

"Then ask God to punish me."

Under the pressure of the wind, the Deer Bone Messenger exploded into a ball of blood foam. Pieces of blood splattered on the ground and fell into the indifferent eyes of the divine eagle.

The crackdown on Yingzhou was a success, but she knew it was just the beginning.

The shadow of the past finally caught up with her and came to punish her as a traitor - she had known this day would come sooner or later for hundreds of years.

However, speaking of this
"Six hundred years."

Xiao Yao whispered to herself, looked up at the clear sky, and a hint of realization flashed across her eyes.

It turns out that I have been guarding the Central Plains for you for six hundred years.

P.S. This is a huge chapter of 6000 words! I originally wanted to split it up, but I felt like it would ruin the mood if I didn't read it together, so I had to put it together.

I received a lot of feedback on the chapter I posted yesterday. I've read every single one of them and am very grateful for your support and feedback. I'll do my best to adjust the content and give you a better reading experience. Thank you so much!
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