Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

"Are you still thinking about that young lady?"

Queen Xin Zhao joked.

"Mother, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Zimo blushed and coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

"Your father and I are still hoping that you can bring your sweetheart back."

"Mother!"

Empress Xin Zhao placed her hand on Zhao Zimo's head and gently stroked it, saying, "The dissolution of the poison in your body is definitely not without reason. If you don't want to talk about it, we won't ask you..."

"Just don't let the girl down."

"When you follow your father to lead the four clans of the northern border, prepare to marry."

"Mother," Zhao Zimo smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I know what to do."

Queen Xin Zhao looked at her son and felt an inexplicable sense of relief in her heart.

She knew that although her child was young, he already had the responsibilities that a member of the royal family should have.

"Mother, please have a good rest. I will take my leave now."

Zhao Zimo stood up and bowed respectfully.

Queen Xin Zhao nodded, watched her son leave, and then closed her eyes to rest.

Zhao Zimo walked out of the bedroom, took a deep breath, and looked up in the direction of Longhua Kingdom.

"Yuguan, wait for me."

……

Dongxuan Continent, Northern Border, Jiluan Sect.

As one of the four sects in the northern border, Jiluan Sect is located in the northern border of Dongxuan Continent, which is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

The founder of the Jiluan Sect was a Golden Immortal cultivator, respected as the Jinluan Taizu.

Under his leadership, the Jiluan Sect became famous among the four sects in the northern border, and every year, cultivators from all over the country came to visit.

In the sect, there is a place called "Jiluanchi", which is the sect's holy place.

The water in Jiluan Pond is crystal clear and exudes a rich spiritual energy. It is said that it was a formation set up by Jinluan Taizu himself, gathering the essence of heaven and earth.

A rare plant called "Lingluan Grass" grows in the pond, which has the power to bring human flesh and blood back to life. It is said that only one plant grows every few hundred years, making it extremely precious.

But now there is not a single Lingluan grass at the bottom of the Jiluan Pond.

Several old figures slowly emerged from the bottom of the pool, their withered appearance was chilling.

"The water quality this year is much worse than before."

The red-haired old man in the lead sighed.

"There's nothing we can do. Ever since Longhua Nation deprived Xin Zhao of its dragon energy, the region has been devastated. Naturally, the spiritual energy in the northern region is much weaker than before. Add to that the other three sects' covetous eyes, and Jiluanchi's situation is getting worse day by day."

The white-haired old woman next to her spoke slowly, and several old men behind her nodded silently in agreement.

The red-haired old man stretched out his hand and scooped up a handful of pool water. After leaving the Jiluan Pool for only a few breaths, all his spiritual power dissipated and he became just ordinary water.

"We've tried so many ways, but still can't save Jiluanchi. Could it be that Jiluan Sect is destined to decline?" lamented the red-haired old man.

"No, it's not time to give up yet." A hint of determination flashed in the white-haired old woman's eyes.

"However, we have tried various methods, whether it is setting up formations or searching for spiritual medicine, but we have not been able to restore the vitality of Jiluan Pond."

An old man in a gray robe said worriedly.

"Perhaps we have missed something crucial." The red-haired old man pondered, "Ancestor Jinluan once said that the vitality of Jiluan Pond is closely related to the dragon aura of the northern border."

"Since Longhua Country has been deprived of its dragon energy, can we look for other sources of dragon energy?"

"The source of dragon energy?" The white-haired old woman pondered. "Beyond the northern border, there are indeed legendary dragon veins, but those are just legends. No one has ever seen one."

"No matter what, we can't just sit there and wait for death." The red-haired old man stood up, his eyes determined. "I propose that we send the sect's elite disciples to search for the source of the dragon energy outside the northern border."

"Perhaps there lies the key to saving Jiluanchi."

"I agree." The white-haired old woman nodded.

"It's decided." The red-haired old man looked around. "I will personally select suitable disciples to form an exploration team. We must not let Grandmaster Jinluan down."

"May the glory of the Jiluan Sect be restored."

Several elders spoke in unison, with determination glittering in their eyes.

Just as they were talking, a young man suddenly ran up from the foot of the mountain, shouting non-stop.

"Grandpa Chixiao, Grandma Baiou, two strange people have come to the sect gate—"

"who is it?"

The old man Chixiao frowned and asked.

"I don't know, it looks like it came from far away." The boy replied quickly.

As if remembering something, he added, "Oh, they were wearing black robes, and there seemed to be a... flower embroidered on them?"

"Could it be a cultivator from Nanzhou?" Old Lady Baiou pondered for a moment.

"Nanzhou? That's their style." A hint of doubt flashed in the old man's eyes. "What are they doing here?"

"I'm not sure, but they seemed very anxious and said they had something important to discuss with the sect leader," the young man continued.

"Oh?" The old man Chixiao raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised. "It's strange that a cultivator from the Southern Continent would come to our Northern Territory."

"It seems that this matter is of great importance." Old lady Baiou said in a deep voice.

The old man Chixiao nodded, and after a moment's silence, he said, "Zhou Zhou, go inform the sect leader and ask his opinion first."

"Yes, Grandpa Chixiao." The young man Zhou Zhou responded and ran quickly towards the depths of the sect.

The old man Red Owl and the old woman White Owl looked at each other, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes.

The sudden visit of the monks from Nanzhou, millions of miles away, must have something unusual going on.

"I hope it's nothing serious." Old Lady Baiou said softly.

"I hope so."

The old man Chixiao sighed, feeling vaguely uneasy.

Jiluan Sect, main hall.

Sect leader Zhou Sheng sat in the main seat, looking quietly towards the door.

In fact, when his adopted son Zhou Zhou reported to him just now, he already had an idea in mind.

"What is coming will eventually come."

Zhou Sheng muttered to himself, his voice firm.

Outside the door, a monk in a black robe looked particularly burly. He was holding another thin monk and walked into the hall under the guidance of Zhou Zhou.

"Father, the guests are here." Zhou Zhou saluted Zhou Sheng and said.

The tall monk only bowed slightly, and the person in his arms was wrapped in a black robe, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Zhou Zhou, please step back." Zhou Sheng said calmly.

"Yes, father."

Zhou Zhou said this, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the two of them.

However, the faces of both were hidden in the darkness and nothing could be seen.

After Zhou Zhou left the main hall, Zhou Sheng stood up, and the two monks from Nanzhou finally took off their black robes.

Zhou Sheng saw the person in front of him clearly and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The burly man standing there was not a cultivator at all, but a corpse puppet with a dark blue complexion. The person in his arms was only half a body, with wooden sticks replacing the legs.

"It really is you... Ji Xian." Zhou Sheng took a breath.

"I didn't expect that Lord Zhou still remembered me. It seems he has missed me a lot in the past two years."

Ji Xian chuckled lightly, her voice tinged with a hint of teasing, "Sir, do you find my appearance pleasing to your eyes?"

Zhou Sheng's brows were furrowed, his eyes sharp as a knife. He said in a deep voice, "Ji Xian, what do you mean?"

"Sir, I just want to borrow something from you." Ji Xian hooked the corpse puppet's neck and said with a smile.

"Let me make it clear first, after this incident, we will have nothing to do with each other anymore." Zhou Sheng said in a deep voice.

"Of course I understand, and there's no need to panic, sir. I will never tell anyone your secret."

Zhou Sheng looked at Ji Xian coldly and asked, "Stop talking nonsense. What do you want to borrow?"

Ji Xian looked at Zhou Sheng cunningly, gently shook his wooden legs, and said with a soft voice, "I would like to borrow the ancient demon god's relic."

"You...how do you know?!" Zhou Zhou panicked instantly, with a gloomy look in his eyes.

When he was fighting demons in Nanzhou, he accidentally obtained two relics of ancient demon gods.

Originally, such things were to be sealed and destroyed by the upright monks, but he harbored evil intentions and exchanged one of the relics for a fifth-grade Ice Heart Cleansing Marrow Pill on the black market, and secretly hid the other one by himself, not daring to tell anyone else.

But why did Ji Xian know this?

"Lord Zhou, did you sleep well that night?" Ji Xian said with a smile.

Damn Ji Xian!

An ominous premonition arose in Zhou Sheng's heart. He stared at Ji Xian, trying to find the answer from her cunning smile.

However, Ji Xian just fiddled with her wooden legs gently, seemingly unconcerned about Zhou Sheng's nervousness.

"What are you going to do with the relic?" Zhou Sheng asked in a deep voice, trying to hide his inner uneasiness.

Ji Xian's smile grew even brighter. She slowly approached Zhou Sheng and whispered, "Don't be nervous, my lord. I just want to borrow the relic to complete a small ceremony."

"Don't worry, I won't reveal a single word."

Zhou Sheng frowned. He knew very well how cunning and dangerous Ji Xian was, but at the same time he also knew that if he refused, he might get into even greater trouble.

He pondered for a moment, and finally said: "I can give it to you, but you must promise not to come to Jiluan Sect again."

Ji Xian nodded gently, a sly glint in her eyes. "Don't worry, my lord. I always keep my word. As long as you hand over the relic to me, I promise you will never see me again."

Zhou Sheng took a deep breath. He knew that he had no way out.

He took out the ancient demon god's relic that he had hidden from his arms and handed it to Ji Xian.

The relics emitted a faint glow under the dim light.

Ji Xian took the relic, a glint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes, and said softly, "Thank you, sir. I will take my leave now."

After saying that, the corpse puppet picked up the black robe again, hugged Ji Xian and turned away.

Zhou Sheng stood there, feeling mixed emotions.

He knew that he might have made a huge mistake, but he also knew that there was no turning back.

"Father?" Zhou Zhou dared to walk in after seeing the two guests leave the main hall. "Who were those two just now?"

"Zhou Zhou, your father has a task for you." Zhou Sheng looked at him solemnly.

"What mission? Just tell me, father." Zhou Zhou answered affirmatively.

Zhou Sheng pondered for a moment and said, "Starting tomorrow, you will take your father's token and go to the other three sects to tell them that there are traces of demonic cultivators in the northern border."

Zhou Zhou was startled and quickly asked, "Demon cultivator?"

"Demon Cultivator..."

Zhou Sheng looked in the direction where Ji Xian left, and his pupils shrank.

"War is coming to the North."

……

Dongxuan Continent, Longhua Country, Li School.

Today is the first day of school at Li School, and also the day of the opening test and competition.

"How come the vacation is over so quickly? I haven't had enough fun yet." Bai Doudou complained dejectedly while sitting in the carriage.

"You should be content, right? Haven't you been scolded enough by the Fifth Elder recently?" Bai Yueyi complained, "Anyway, I don't want to argue with my father anymore."

"The Third Elder dotes on you so much. Our situations are incomparable! Don't you think so, Kongming?" Bai Doudou said aggrievedly.

Bai Kongming had just climbed onto the carriage with great effort when he heard Doudou calling him. He turned around and asked in confusion, "Huh?"

"Okay, you go in first." Bai Doudou said depressedly.

"Stop talking, Nuo, the second and third young masters are here."

Several people looked at Bai Ming and Lu Yuguan, who were walking towards them one after the other.

Bai Ming followed behind Lu Yuguan and looked at him strangely.

Ever since the prince came to the gate of Bai Mansion two days ago, his third brother has been silent, even not eating well, and often in a daze. When asked what he was thinking about or what was bothering him, he just shook his head and said nothing.

"Could it be that something has offended His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Bai Ming's heart skipped a beat. "Could it be that Qianhua Lao's hot pot has given His Royal Highness an upset stomach?"

Lu Yuguan said nothing and didn't even greet Bai Doudou and the others.

He just got into the carriage stupidly and lowered the curtain.

"The third young master..." Bai Doudou said in a low voice.

"Shh—" Bai Yueyi signaled Bai Doudou to shush, "The Third Young Master must be worried, maybe he's angry!"

Bai Doudou looked at Bai Yueyi in surprise and praised her, "I never thought, Bai Yueyi, you could guess what the Third Young Master is thinking."

"No, I just know that girls act like this when they're angry."

Bai Yueyi said softly.

The Bai Mansion's carriage started slowly, and Lu Yuguan sat in the carriage with a dazed look on his face.

He knew that he had to meet Li Chonglin today.

"Tong, do you think I should kill him with my left hand or my right hand?" Lu Yuguan said lightly.

I think it would be best if you calm down first.

"I'm so tired, Tong." Lu Yuguan felt a lump in his throat.

If it were in the original world, no matter how much injustice he suffered, Jin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Cong would rush to stand up for him.

But now I am alone and have to deal with such an embarrassing thing, and I don’t even have anyone to complain to.

【If life forces you to do something, just enjoy it. 】

Lu Yuguan:?

"No, Tong-chan, which side are you on?!" Lu Yuguan cursed angrily.

【Anxious. 】

"..."

Lu Yuguan sighed softly and thought to himself, "Tong, what do you think I should do?"

【Cold salad. 】

"Can't you say something comforting?"

Lu Yuguan was almost losing his patience in chatting with the system.

[Ding! System prompt: Your compensation will expire in one hour]

"Damn, it's ineffective? Tong-chan, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

When Lu Yuguan heard the system's voice, he was so scared that he opened the mall and the lottery disk.

Sure enough, next to the number of draws, there was a small "limited time" sign and a timer that was rapidly decreasing.

"All raffles—start, start, start!"

【Are you feeling more refreshed? 】

The system is arrogant.

"Hurry up and take it! I bought it with my virginity!"

Lu Yuguan was so anxious that his face turned red, and his previous state of despair disappeared completely.

System: ...In fact, your virginity is long gone...

As the lottery wheel spun rapidly, the rewards for fifty consecutive draws gradually came into view.

【Ding! The lucky draw is successful! 】