The Wandering Immortal

Chapter 85 Sad relationship
Jiang Yuan and Qing He spent two days exploring both the upper and lower caves, but they hadn't officially entered the main cave yet, mainly because they felt that the cave was abandoned and probably wouldn't have anything left behind.

It wasn't until the third day that the restrictions were lifted and Jiang Yuan entered the main cave. He immediately felt his hair stand on end.

Oh no, there really is an old monster in seclusion in the cave, and he has already discovered it. This pressure is at least at the Nascent Soul level.

Nothing else would be of any use, so Jiang Yuan instinctively pulled out the peach wood hairpin.

A corpse demon rushed out of the inner hall of the cave. It had long hair that dragged on the ground, fangs that were half a foot long, and fingernails that were a foot long.

This is a Nascent Soul level corpse demon, which has probably been sleeping here for thousands of years. It was only when two living people broke in that it was awakened. Its fingernails are still growing. Fortunately, it is not very intelligent.

Without hesitation, Jiang Yuan threw out the peach wood hairpin, nailing the corpse demon to the cave wall. This thing had no soul at all, so the red thread had no effect.

The corpse demon let out a shrill scream, and it was actually able to contend with all the magical artifacts of the Peach Mother.

Cui Qinghe was initially intimidated by the oppressive aura, and coupled with her particular fear of ghosts, she was stunned for a moment. After regaining her senses, she quickly used thorns to bind the corpse demon tightly.

Corpse demons are impossible to communicate with; they are formed by chance, born from deep resentment in life and death in a spiritual vein. Jiang Yuan dared not hold back, continuously activating the peach wood hairpin, and it took a full two incense sticks' time to completely suppress the Nascent Soul Corpse Demon.

The Corpse Demon's long hair disappeared, as did its fangs and long fingernails, revealing the figure of a beautiful woman.

Jiang Yuan looked closely and realized that her appearance was not that of a Tang person, but that of a Western blonde beauty, whose clothing and style were also foreign.

Apart from the corpse demon, there were no other threats in the cave, so Jiang Yuan felt relieved and searched the cave thoroughly.

As expected, there was nothing there, except for some writing on the wall of the inner chamber, which was obviously carved by the blonde beauty before she died.

The woman's Chinese studies weren't very good; her handwriting was messy and her sentences were awkward, but you could still make out some clues.

"I couldn't beat him, and he took the throwing knife from me."

"A drop of my heart's blood is on the throwing knife."

"I lost, but I'm happy."

"He brought me to this godforsaken place, but he didn't make things difficult for me."

"I've fallen in love with him."

"Although it was only three years, it was my everything."

He said the sect was in trouble and he couldn't not return.

"He wouldn't take me with him, and even said we were destined to be apart."

"I have waited here for three hundred years."

"He's not coming back..."

The last few words appeared to have been carved with a finger, with faint traces of blood still visible inside.

Qinghe watched with tears streaming down her face. For some reason, she always felt that her divine husband would one day leave her.

"That man is so wicked!"

Jiang Yuan also sighed inwardly; the issue of love was the most difficult for the Yu family.

Cui Qinghe used her flying sword to carve a stone coffin, covered it with fresh flowers and vines, and placed the foreign woman inside.

Jiang Yuan knew that this woman must have cultivated to the Golden Body and Jade Marrow realm in her lifetime. Even after a thousand years of death, her body was still incorruptible, her robes were treasures, and some of her personal belongings were quite extraordinary.

If it is given to the flower fairy Qiongniang as a body in the future, it will save her the pain of rebuilding her physical body, and her cultivation level will soon be raised to the Nascent Soul level.

However, seeing Cui Qinghe's cautious expression, she ultimately didn't say it.

Cui Qinghe remained sullen, but Jiang Yuan knew perfectly well what was going on and couldn't explain it.

Making empty promises might one day lead to your soul being taken away by Venus, leaving you only with a cold corpse. There was something Jiang Yuan had been wanting to say for a long time: "As long as I live, I will never abandon you!"

But saying those words felt very unlucky and wouldn't make Qinghe feel much better, so she swallowed them back in the end.

We can't stay here any longer, let's get out of here!

After exiting the underwater cave, Jiang Yuan restored the protective barrier, not wanting to be discovered again.

The two continued to float in the air aboard the cloud boat, with Qinghe clinging tightly to her husband as if trying to hold him firmly in her arms.

Jiang Yuan had acquired quite a few treasures during this trip, but he didn't want to return to the small island in the South China Sea yet. Instead, he continued his travels north.

Once we left the snow-capped mountains, the clouds parted, and we continued on our journey.

One day, Qinghe suddenly looked up and felt something strange in the sky. By the time Jiang Yuan realized what was happening, someone had suddenly appeared five miles ahead in the sky.

Jiang Yuan was startled. The man had covered fifteen miles in a single step, a movement technique reminiscent of the Nascent Soul stage's ability to traverse vast distances.

Upon closer inspection, the man was dressed in monk's robes and wore a bamboo hat, carrying a withered wooden stick, and was walking leisurely in the high sky.

The withered stick merely touched the air, and it had already traversed more than ten miles, arriving ten miles behind Jiang Yuan and the other two. It seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in fact, it was moving very quickly.

Jiang Yuan had just escaped from Peach Blossom Paradise and this was the first time he had ever seen a great monk with Buddhist supernatural powers, and he was already a high-ranking monk at the Arhat level. He had previously visited many Buddhist temples to exchange incense money, but they were all just ordinary monks.

"Whatever, as long as they don't cause me any trouble," Jiang Yuan hurriedly pulled Qinghe away.

Unexpectedly, two more monks appeared high in the sky ahead, both wearing bright red robes and floral crowns, resembling Tibetan esoteric monks.

"You bald thief, leave behind the relics."

Suddenly, a thick red cloud appeared, and when Jiang Yuan looked again, it turned out to be an enormous kasaya that blotted out the sky.

The monk who had fled earlier actually returned and stood right above Jiang Yuan and his companion.

Jiang Yuan secretly groaned, what a sudden disaster!
The senior monk was clearly very wary of the robe. His straw hat sprang into the air and suddenly grew to be more than a mile wide and half a mile high, blocking the robe's downward momentum.

The senior monk transmitted his voice to Jiang Yuan, "Kid, lend a hand, or we're all doomed!"

Jiang Yuan was furious. It turned out he was a fake monk, speaking in a thick Jianghu dialect. He dared to steal Buddhist relics; he deserved to die.

There were more than two Tibetan monks chasing after them; four came in total. Each of them possessed the supernatural ability to travel to distant places in an instant. They stood at the corner of their robes and surrounded the head monk and Jiang Yuan in the blink of an eye.

The leading Tibetan monk shouted, "That bald thief has even brought in Taoist helpers! Let's take him down together!"

Jiang Yuan wanted to clarify things further, but suddenly the cassock in the sky emitted golden light and quickly tightened.

The senior monk stopped using telepathy and shouted directly, "Boy, if you don't act now, it will be too late!"

Jiang Yuan immediately sent a telepathic message to Qing He, "Make your move, escape first!"

Cui Qinghe summoned the Green Fox Bow, and twelve invisible arrows flew in arcs, attacking the four foreign monks one by one, while peach blossoms covered the area beneath her robe.

The senior monk exclaimed, "This has potential!"

Jiang Yuan didn't dare to back down either, and immediately launched an ice lotus at lightning speed towards the leading Tibetan monk from the northeast.

The head monk laughed loudly, "This is really promising!"

Just as the Tibetan monk used his cymbal to block Cui Qinghe's invisible arrow, the ice lotus rushed towards him. He dared not take it head-on and instead dodged into the sky.

While the ice lotus was chasing the Tibetan monk, Jiang Yuan and Cui Qinghe escaped at top speed, skimming along the ground.

The senior monk also seized the opportunity, discarding his straw hat and running even faster than Jiang Yuan and the other two, covering more than ten miles ahead in the blink of an eye.

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