The Immortal Emperor Reborn: Accompanying My Child on the Extraordinary Journey

Chapter 187: Undercurrent

The news of Yun Che and his companions' return to the world of cultivation stirred up waves like a spring breeze across a tranquil lake. Every corner of the world of cultivation was buzzing with discussion about the hero of this epic battle—Yun Che. His name was now synonymous with peace and justice, revered and celebrated by countless cultivators.

However, behind this celebration and admiration, there is an unknown undercurrent quietly surging.

In the northern region of the cultivation world, in a dark valley.

The night was as dark as ink, the moonlight was thin, and the trees in the valley swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound. In this dark environment, a dilapidated ancient temple was particularly eye-catching, and the blurred carvings on its lintel seemed to tell of its past glory.

Inside the ancient temple, flickering candlelight illuminated several gloomy faces. These people wore a variety of clothing, but their eyes revealed the same greed and jealousy.

"Hmph, Yun Che, that brat, actually dared to take all the credit for such a great achievement!" A burly cultivator slammed the table and stood up. His voice was rough, and it echoed like thunder in the ancient temple. "He's just a young man who just started out. How can he be respected by both the cultivation world and the other worlds?"

"Brother Zhao, please be patient." An old man in a gorgeous Taoist robe spoke slowly, his voice deep and magnetic. "Yun Che is indeed a genius, but geniuses often die young. As long as we plan carefully, he is definitely not invincible."

The old man's name was Li Muyun, the Grand Elder of a secretive sect in the Northern Territory. He usually lived in seclusion, but Yun Che's rise had touched a sensitive nerve. In his view, Yun Che's existence was undoubtedly a huge threat to his position.

"Brother Li, what do you think?" another monk asked anxiously.

Li Muyun smiled faintly, a sly glint in his eyes. "Although Yun Che is powerful, his foundation is still shallow. We can take advantage of this and start with his relatives and friends to distract him, or even put him in a desperate situation."

"Friends and relatives?" The cultivator surnamed Zhao frowned. "You mean, his fellow disciples and companions?"

"That's right." Li Muyun nodded. "Yun Che is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty. This is his strength, but it's also his weakness. As long as we can grasp this, we won't have any trouble finding his flaws."

At the same time, Yun Che and the others were in a magnificent palace in the center of the cultivation world.

This palace was called the High Heaven Palace, and it was where the major forces in the world of cultivation came together to discuss important matters. At this moment, Yun Che and the others were surrounded by numerous cultivators, their faces filled with the joy and pride of victory.

"Brother Yun Che, you are truly the pride of our cultivation world!" A young cultivator stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with admiration. "Your deeds have spread throughout the entire cultivation world. We all take you as a role model!"

Yun Che smiled and nodded. He knew full well that this honor did not belong to him alone, but to all the cultivators who fought for peace and justice.

However, at this moment of celebration, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

“Hmph, Yun Che, don’t get complacent too soon!” A cultivator in a black robe stepped out from the crowd, his face filled with resentment and jealousy. “Your good luck won’t last forever!”

Yun Che was slightly stunned. He looked at the black-robed monk, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He didn't know this person, but the other party's hostility was obvious.

"Oh? Who are you?" Yun Che asked calmly.

"You don't need to know who I am," the black-robed monk sneered. "You just need to know that someone has set their sights on you, and your good days are about to end!"

After saying this, the black-robed monk turned and left, disappearing into the crowd.

Yun Che's brows furrowed slightly, and he felt an ominous premonition surge in his heart. He looked at his companions around him, and they also showed the same worry on their faces.

"Yun Che, what should we do?" a companion asked anxiously.

Yun Che took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then said, "Don't worry, everyone. If an enemy comes, we will fight him with our troops; if a flood comes, we will block it with our earth. As long as we unite as one, nothing can defeat us."

Outside the Lingxiao Palace, the black-robed monk left in a hurry.

He walked through the bustling streets and arrived at a secluded alley. At the end of the alley, a simple wooden house stood quietly. The black-robed monk walked up to the house and knocked gently on the door.

The door slowly opened, and a figure emerged. He was thin and pale, but a sinister glint shone in his eyes. He was Li Muyun's right-hand man and the executor of this plan—Ghost Shadow.

"What's the situation?" the ghost asked in a low voice.

The black-robed monk nodded. "I've followed your instructions and tested Yun Che. His reaction was calm, but I could see the worry in his heart."

"Very good." The ghost nodded with satisfaction. "Next, we will proceed according to the plan. Remember, you must be careful and don't reveal any clues."

In the following days, Yun Che and the others began to feel pressure from all sides.

Their whereabouts began to be closely monitored, and they even encountered provocations and obstructions from unidentified cultivators. Yun Che knew that these were the tactics of those harboring jealousy and malice. However, he did not retreat, but instead strengthened his conviction.

"We can't passively defend ourselves," Yun Che said during a meeting. "We must proactively attack and find those hiding in the shadows."

"But what should we do?" asked one of the companions.

Yun Che pondered for a moment, then said, "We can use our intelligence network to gather information about those people. At the same time, we can also create some false impressions to lure them into revealing their true intentions."

Thus, a carefully planned counterattack was quietly launched.

Yun Che and his companions began to appear frequently in various corners of the cultivation world, sometimes appearing in bustling markets, sometimes appearing in remote mountain forests. Their whereabouts were erratic and difficult to predict.

Those with malicious intentions began to be deceived by these illusions, and they set out one after another, trying to capture Yun Che and his companions. However, every time they were about to succeed, Yun Che and his companions always managed to escape cleverly.

One day, Yun Che came to a barren mountain in the Northern Territory alone.

This barren mountain was deserted, with only a few withered trees swaying in the cold wind. Yun Che stood on the mountaintop, overlooking the wasteland below. His heart was filled with vigilance and alertness, because he knew that this was likely the ambush site for those people.

Sure enough, at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from the foot of the mountain. Yun Che immediately turned around, staring at the foot of the mountain with a sharp gaze.

Several figures were rapidly approaching, emitting a strong murderous aura. Yun Che recognized them at a glance as the subordinates of those with malicious intentions.

"Huh, are you finally here?" Yun Che said coldly.

When those people saw Yun Che, greed and excitement immediately flashed in their eyes. They drew their weapons and rushed towards Yun Che.

Yun Che dodged their attacks with ease. He sneered and began to counterattack.

His figure was as fast as lightning, his fists as powerful as dragons, and every strike was precise and deadly. Under Yun Che's attack, those people retreated one after another, their faces revealing expressions of fear and despair.

At this moment, a figure suddenly attacked from behind Yun Che. Yun Che was startled and turned around immediately, only to see a sword flashing with cold light stabbing towards him.

Yun Che snorted coldly, and he easily dodged the blow by moving his body to the side. Then, he counterattacked with a punch, hitting the man's chest hard. The man immediately vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Is this all you're capable of?" Yun Che said coldly.

Seeing how powerful Yun Che was, those people began to retreat. They knew that they were no longer Yun Che's opponents.

However, at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Hmph, Yun Che, do you think you won?"

Yun Che frowned. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure in a black robe walking out from the shadows on the mountaintop. This person exuded a strong and cold aura that made people shudder.

"Who are you?" Yun Che asked warily.

"You don't need to know who I am." The black-robed man sneered, "You only need to know that your death is coming!"

After saying this, the black-robed figure suddenly flashed and attacked Yun Che. His speed was extremely fast, like a ghost. Yun Che was startled and immediately deployed his skills to engage in a fierce battle with the black-robed figure.

The battle between the two was extremely fierce.

The black-robed man's moves were sinister and vicious, each one aimed directly at Yun Che's vital points. However, Yun Che, relying on his profound cultivation and superb body movements, neutralized the black-robed man's attacks one by one.

The two figures moved swiftly across the barren mountain, their fists and swords intertwining in a deafening roar. The surrounding trees snapped in their battle, sending flying sand and rocks into a chaotic mess.

The battle lasted for a long time.

Yun Che gradually realized that the black-robed man's strength far surpassed his own. Each of his moves was immensely powerful, forcing Yun Che to counter them with all his might. And while Yun Che's attacks were fierce, they were unable to penetrate the black-robed man's defenses.

Yun Che began to feel anxious. He knew that if he continued like this, he would eventually run out of energy and be defeated by the black-robed man.

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Yun Che's mind. He remembered a secret technique he had once learned—the Eye of Delusion. This secret technique could see through the enemy's flaws and find their weaknesses.

So, Yun Che took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and opened the Eye of Delusion. A golden light flashed in his eyes, and then he stared closely at the black-robed man.

Under the gaze of the Delusion-Splitting Eye, the aura of the black-robed man began to become disordered. His figure also became illusory and uncertain, as if it would disappear at any moment.

Yun Che's heart was filled with joy, knowing that he had found the black-robed man's weakness. Thus, he suddenly kicked the ground and rushed towards the black-robed man like an arrow from a bow.

He gathered all his strength in his fist and then struck the black-robed man hard on the chest. With a dull thud, the black-robed man immediately vomited blood and flew backwards.

Yun Che stood where he was, watching the black-robed figure fly backwards.

His heart was filled with joy and pride, for he knew that he had finally defeated this powerful enemy.

However, at this moment, the black-robed man suddenly got up from the ground. His face showed a ferocious expression.