I have changed my destiny and become an unparalleled immortal.

On a clear morning after the rain.

Gu Yun had just finished cleaning the bloody smell off his body and was about to sit down on the dilapidated bench when a cold divine thought suddenly appeared and sealed off the entire abandoned alchemy room.

"Gu Yun".

A figure wearing a faceless mask appeared in the shadows of the cave at some unknown time, and spoke in a voice devoid of warmth.

"You completed the task last night. However, a very serious weakness of yours has been revealed."

Gu Yun's heart suddenly tightened, and he involuntarily glanced at the rattle drum that Luo Ling'er had left in the corner.

"What does Your Excellency mean?"

"A knife hidden in a dark room must be without any weaknesses, and no one else should be able to discover its flaws."

The masked man stood with his hands behind his back. He said in a cold tone, "Luo Ling'er is the sect leader's precious daughter. She often comes to this abandoned alchemy room, which has already attracted the attention of many people with ill intentions. If you are investigated in the future, someone will target her."

"You have to disappear."

Gu Yun fell silent.

He knew in his heart that this day would definitely come, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

"So, sir, what do you want me to do? Are you planning to make me leave this place?"

"No."

An individual wearing a mask took out a dark-colored pill from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

"You need to fake your death, to completely disappear. You need to present yourself as if you were a 'dead person,' only then can you truly vanish."

"This is something called the Turtle Breathing False Death Pill. After taking it, a person's heart will stop beating, they will have no breath, and their whole body will turn purplish-black, presenting a state as if the pill poison has attacked the heart. Even if a cultivator who has reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm comes to check, they will only think that you have died from the exhaustion of your lifespan and the pill poisoning."

Gu Yun looked at the pill, and his fingers began to tremble slightly.

"That...that girl..."

"She will see your 'corpse,' she will cry, she will feel sad, and then... she will forget you."

The masked man's voice was both cruel and realistic. He said, "A short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one. If it's truly for her own good, you have to leave her. With you in the eye of the storm, how can she stay safe? From now on, you'll become the 'Old Ghost' of the Dark Hall, forced to live in the shadows. Protecting the Purple Void Sect is tantamount to protecting her."

"Does protecting her mean leaving her?"

Gu Yun gave a bitter smile.

He slowly extended his withered hand and picked up the pill.

Inside the Purple Mansion between the eyebrows, the newly formed Thought Bead was spinning wildly.

"This old man...accepts the order."

……

One hour later.

Han Rou flew over on her sword, holding the hand of a little girl in a pink dress.

"Hurry up, Sister Han! Hurry up!"

Luo Ling'er's face was full of excitement, and she was tightly clutching an oil paper package in her hand, inside which were several pieces of exquisite osmanthus cake.

"I secretly took this from my father. This old man has never tasted such a wonderful snack before! I have to keep an eye on him and make sure he eats it."

Han Rou shook her head, a helpless expression on her face, but a hint of doting in her eyes.

"We're here, we're here, don't rush."

The two landed in front of the abandoned pill room.

However, what they faced was neither the slowly rising smoke from the chimneys nor the elderly person who bent over with a smile to greet them.

It was deathly silent.

The small stool that Gu Yun usually sat on was overturned on the ground, and there was a half-bowl of cold porridge lying around it.

"grandfather?"

Luo Ling'er's smile froze.

She released her hand from Han Rou and then ran into the dimly lit cave.

"Where exactly are you?"

The sound echoed in the empty cave, mixed with a hint of panic that was hard to detect.

Han Rou suddenly had a bad feeling and immediately spread her divine sense.

The next moment, her expression changed.

She ran quickly into the depths of the cave, and when she reached a pile of discarded pill residue, she saw the figure lying on the ground.

Gu Yun remained lying there quietly, her eyes tightly closed.

His face turned extremely purplish-black, which was quite alarming; this was a sign that erysipelas had fully manifested.

His body was completely still and stiff, as if he had been dead for a long time.

The oil paper package that Luo Ling'er was holding fell to the ground, and the osmanthus cake rolled out of the package.

She stood there blankly, her little hands trembling, wanting to push Gu Yun, but lacking the courage to do so.

Han Rou took a deep breath, then took two steps forward before placing her fingers on Gu Yun's pulse.

Dead pulse.

There was no breath, no life left.

The erysipelas in his body had invaded his heart meridian, a condition that even a deity could not cure.

Han Rou's voice was a little hoarse. She squatted down, wanting to hug the little girl: "Gu Yun... he's already gone. Ling'er..."

"You're lying!"

Luo Ling'er immediately shook off Han Rou's hand, and her big eyes instantly filled with tears.

She rushed towards Gu Yun and shook his cold body violently.

"Grandpa, are you playing a game with Ling'er? Ling'er is done playing now, wake up!"

"You once said you would make me a kite. You once said you would make me candied hawthorns."

"Get up right now, I won't allow you to die, you're a big liar."

The little girl's weeping was extremely pitiful, and her voice echoed throughout the cold cave. Han Rou's eyes immediately reddened upon hearing it.

She looked at the completely cooled corpse and then let out a sigh.

"He is already eighty years old, and still an old and frail man. He was forcibly swallowing ineffective pills to cultivate, and he has long since run out of strength... It is a miracle that he has been able to hold on until now. Ling'er, please stop crying and let him leave in peace."

"no I do not!"

Luo Ling'er nestled against Gu Yun's chest, her tears and snot smearing all over Gu Yun's body.

She took out many precious pills from her storage bag and stuffed them all into Gu Yun's mouth.

"Grandpa, please wake up soon. Ling'er will be obedient from now on and will no longer be willful and throw tantrums. Please don't leave Ling'er alone."

But no matter how much she cried out, that person would never open his eyes again.

dark place.

In fact, Gu Yun did not die completely.

The Turtle Breathing False Death Pill sealed off his physical functions while simultaneously imprisoning his soul within his Purple Mansion.

He can hear everything from the outside world.

The sorrowful pearl slowly formed a phantom image.

He heard those extremely painful cries; it was his grandfather's voice. He felt warm liquid on his chest—tears.

pain.

It hurts too much.

This pain was ten thousand times more intense than the pain caused by the knife Zhao Li had slashed at his back last night.

He tried hard to open his eyes, thinking that he wanted to hug the child, and then said to her: Grandpa is still alive, Grandpa is right here.

But he can't.

He was like a ghost, trapped inside his own body, experiencing this life-and-death separation that was so close yet seemed so far away.

hum!

Within the purple palace between the eyebrows, there was a pearl that embodied thoughts.

Under such extremely oppressive conditions, it shone with unprecedented brilliance.

The most intense thought is pain!

Driven by this force, the thought bead began to change.

The surface developed tear-like lines, which became deeper and more solid.

Even Xizhu, who was standing next to her, was tinged with sadness.

The second bead in the "Thirteen Beads of the Purple Mansion" is called the Thinking Bead, which is currently in a state of great perfection.

"Elder Han, what's going on?"

Just then, several flashes of light descended; it turned out that the disciples of the Hall of Affairs had rushed over after hearing the noise.