Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

Thousands of miles away, deep in the ocean, lies a magnificent and abundantly rich underwater Dragon Palace. Jiao Jiao, the legitimate daughter of the current Dragon King, has lived there since birth, carefree and carefree, playing around every day, catching shrimp and crabs. The young girl knew nothing of sorrow, until one night, when she had a dream that gave her a little thought. The dream was a magnificent world, akin to a fairyland on earth.

In the distance, the sky was clear, with the occasional white cloud drifting by. Flocks of cranes soared through the sky, their long necks sticking out in front of them like sticks, looking ridiculous. In the distance, peaks and peaks, shrouded in mist, resembled a sea of ​​white dotted with dark green, a perfect splash-ink landscape painting. Qianchuan Waterfall cascaded down, its stream trickling into the distance.

Nearby, pavilions and towers are decorated with carved beams and painted rafters; rockeries and ponds are of bizarre shapes; orchards and flower beds are filled with rare and exotic animals. Groups of fairies are busy here and there, sweeping and watering the floors, trimming flowers and grass, arranging fruit trays, and laughing and playing. The scene is full of peace and harmony.

The main building is an imposing structure, rising five stories high and encompassing a grand courtyard with three entrances and exits. Its resplendent roof is covered in glazed tiles, arranged in a pattern resembling fish scales. Constructed of a wooden frame, the roof extends outwards on all sides, creating a gentle, elegant curve. High, raised eaves rise from the four corners, creating a beautiful and elegant atmosphere. The main structure is framed by ancient timber pillars, while the central walls are divided by brick, stone, or wooden panels with doors and windows. Beneath the building is a brick and stone foundation, supporting the entire structure. The base and steps are adorned with carvings and embellished with railings, lending the building an exceptionally solemn and majestic appearance. The dragon carvings circling the ridge of the wall are particularly vivid, their scales and claws spread wide, their whiskers fluttering, as if about to soar into the air. Atop the bright red lacquered gate hangs a black nanmu plaque with golden threads, bearing the three characters "Dixian Mansion" in vibrant, flamboyant calligraphy.

Jiao Jiao felt as if she were only three inches long in her dream, swimming freely in the pond in front of the main hall, accompanied by a group of koi. The pond offered a unique space, allowing her to swim freely and at her own pace, never feeling cramped. The pond itself was so spacious that it took her a long time to complete a single lap. The spiritual energy here was so abundant that she felt comfortable breathing, enjoying a leisurely and carefree life.

At this moment, a handsome man suddenly walked out from the main hall, but his face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist. Jiao Jiao stared wide-eyed, trying her best to see the man's face, but she couldn't see clearly. She only saw that the man was dressed in white clothes and white shoes, looking very fresh and refined. His long hair was casually draped over his shoulders, looking very free and unrestrained. In his left hand, he held a green jade flute, and his body was filled with an intoxicating aura, just like the flute fairy of the nine heavens. Jiao Jiao felt her heart pounding, her face a little hot, she was impressed by the man's immortal appearance and obsessed with his temperament. There is a poem that says:

He is dressed in white, with an immortal look, and travels through the heavens playing the jade flute.

The lingering sound of the music shames the moonlight, and the graceful figure of the tree in the wind is intoxicating.

The man waved gently at it, and Jiao Jiao felt every cell in her body surge with joy. It instantly soared high into the sky, its body expanding to a length of three thousand feet, a majestic presence. It spread its crystal-clear wings, brimming with power, as if a single flap could carry it thousands of miles in an instant. The man, seemingly teleporting, perched on its back, his hands clasped behind his back, a dashing presence. Jiao Jiao loved the man's aura; it was etched into her very being, a scent she felt she would never forget. Jiao Jiao savored every moment with the man, feeling that her life, her emotions, everything she had was dedicated to him, and she would not disobey a single command of his.

"Master, where are we going?" Jiao Jiao asked excitedly, happy to be able to accompany her master on a trip again.

"Go east." The man's gentle voice made Jiao Jiao feel extremely comfortable. She cheered and flapped her wings to fly.

The dream froze there, and upon waking, Jiao Jiao was filled with confusion. Initially, she paid it no mind, continuing her carefree life. At first, she'd had the same dream every few decades. Later, as she began cultivating and then taking the Qiling Pill to awaken her spiritual intelligence, the dreams became increasingly frequent. She realized something was amiss, and began searching for answers.

Could this be his past life? There was very little documentation regarding reincarnation, and much of it was just conjecture. He had personally asked his father, a man of profound cultivation and vast knowledge, who told him that the world of immortality was all-encompassing and full of wonders, and that past and present lives were very likely to exist. However, he hadn't personally witnessed it, so he couldn't draw a definitive conclusion, leaving him to find the answer on his own.

If the dragon in the dream was her previous life, it would be too powerful. She couldn't imagine what kind of realm it was in. Its body could actually change to a size of three thousand feet. With a slight flap of its wings, it could fly a thousand miles in an instant. It was countless times more powerful than her father.

"Can I become that strong in this life?" It yearned and was full of expectations for the future.

The owner of the previous life was handsome, and it felt very close to him when it was close to him. He had an aura that made it obsessed. It loved to follow him and wanted to be together for the rest of its life, never to be apart, it thought infatuatedly. But it could never see the owner's face clearly, so it didn't know if he was ugly, Jiao Jiao thought with a bad taste.

"The master's aura is even more powerful. I don't know if I can meet such a powerful master in this life who can take me to continue traveling around the world." Jiao Jiao was a little worried.

Years passed, and Jiao Jiao slowly grew. Her cultivation speed was remarkable, reaching peak level one strength in just three hundred years. She began to consider seeking answers, but humans and demons were not compatible, so she didn't dare venture into human territory. She feared being killed for her demon elixir, or captured as a pet. It was simply too dangerous out there.

But in recent years, this dream has resurfaced every time it slept, and the words "go east" lingered in its ears like a spell, lingering, as if urging it to set off quickly. After consulting numerous maps, it discovered the eastern continental demon realm. By chance, it also stumbled upon information about the Sunset Secret Realm, a seemingly divine intervention. Time was of the essence, so Jiao Jiao no longer hesitated and decided to journey to the mainland demon tribe. There, too, lived a demon tribe, closely allied with the deep-sea demons, fighting humanity together. Furthermore, as a member of the Jiaolong royal family, the land demons would undoubtedly treat her with respect, and there shouldn't be much danger. While exploring the secret realm to obtain the Dragon Scale Fruit treasure, Jiao Jiao planned to see if her dreams offered any new instructions that would help her find the answer.