Chapter 273: The Reincarnator, The Primordial Witch! |
Jade Pool Holy Land.
A hazy mist filled the air as Yao Meng, dressed in a long green dress with white embroidery, surveyed the surroundings.
“Empress, will you leave the Jade Pool again after this?” A young lady with a pure and innocent appearance looked up at her with undisguised admiration.
It was Yao Xin. She had always been at odds with the Jade Pool Holy Maiden, mainly because the Jade Pool Holy Land was divided into two factions. Having grown up in this environment, Yao Xin naturally held no fondness for Holy Maiden Yao Yue.
However, with the Jade Empress’s return, the two factions were no longer relevant. After all, if the Jade Empress returned to take charge, both factions would naturally support her, including Yao Xin.
“Yao Xin, mind your manners,” an elder chided gently, then turned to the Jade Empress and bowed. “I apologize, Your Majesty. Yao Xin has been spoiled and lacks proper etiquette, but she doesn’t mean any disrespect.”
Yao Meng glanced at Yao Xin and chuckled. “You can call me whatever you like. There’s no need to be so formal.”
Actually, she preferred ‘Empress’ to ‘Senior Jade Empress’.
It reminded her of Mu Zhi’an… He called her that too.
The accompanying elders exchanged glances, then one of them mustered his courage and said, bowing respectfully, “Your Majesty, if you need resources to replenish your Spiritual Energy, we can make preparations in advance. We might not be able to fully restore your Vessel, but we can at least restore most of it. There’s no need for you to go to the Two Polarities Sect…”
The Jade Pool Holy Land was one of the top factions in the Eastern Realm. Although they didn’t know the current state of her Vessel, they could still provide plenty of treasures to replenish her depleted Spiritual Energy.
Yao Meng shook her head gently, her gaze sweeping over them meaningfully. “Absorbing Spiritual Energy is just one aspect. There are other, more important matters I need to attend to.”
Her Vessel had been reconstructed, and her physical body was also complete. However, as a Dao Integration expert, her Vessel was naturally vast.
If she wished, she could absorb most of the impure Spiritual Energy in the Eastern Realm, refine it, and store it within her Vessel. However, this would cause the Eastern Realm’s Spiritual Energy to become thin for a very long time, hindering the cultivation of most cultivators.
Yao Meng wasn’t particularly concerned about her own strength right now.
Besides, replenishing her Vessel too quickly would leave her with fewer excuses.
She couldn’t possibly tell him: My condition has fully recovered, but I still want to stay within your Celestial Vessel…
That would definitely lead to misunderstandings.
He might even think she was insatiable.
Thinking of this, Yao Meng chuckled and asked casually, “How’s the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit?”
“The Heavenly Phoenix Tree has borne three more fruits. I was planning to reward two of them to our two most talented disciples and keep the third one in reserve,” the Jade Pool Empress Mother replied respectfully.
The Heavenly Phoenix Fruit could save a person’s life in a critical moment, even bringing the dead back to life. It was also incredibly beneficial for cultivation, making it ideal for talented disciples venturing out into the world.
Yao Meng pondered for a moment. “I need one Heavenly Phoenix Fruit. It will be useful later.”
Yao Xin’s eyes twinkled. “Is it for Mu Zhi’an?” she asked, looking at Yao Meng.
Yao Meng nodded with a smile.
The bottleneck between the Core Formation Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm was a major obstacle for countless cultivators. Although the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit couldn’t guarantee Mu Zhi’an’s breakthrough, it could increase his chances by 20-30%.
And most importantly, it could also save his life if he was severely injured.
“Young friend Mu has done a great service to our Jade Pool Holy Land. It’s only right that we repay his kindness,” the Jade Pool Empress Mother said, readily agreeing.
“Speaking of which, Yao Yue and Mu Zhi’an should have entered the Martial Realm by now, right? I wonder how they’re doing,” Yao Xin suddenly said.
She was still young and would participate in the next Ascension Ceremony. She couldn’t participate in this one.
“Yao Yue is incredibly talented. The Martial Realm trial won’t be a problem for her,” Yao Meng said, glancing towards the Martial Realm.
“As for him… he’ll be fine.”
Setting aside his own strength, Mu Zhi’an knew many people within the sect. As long as his luck wasn’t too bad and he wasn’t placed with those who hated him, passing the Martial Realm trial and qualifying for the Ascension Ceremony wouldn’t be difficult.
…That was how it should be.
Yao Meng’s gaze hardened as she sensed something, her green eyes seemingly penetrating through the Jade Pool, reaching the Martial Realm.
Within that land of perpetual winter, she could faintly see a thick black mist… a mist similar to the Southern Wilderness’s secret technique, capable of concealing Heavenly Secrets.
“Your Majesty, what’s wrong?” an elder asked cautiously.
Yao Meng didn’t answer. After a moment of silence, her usually gentle and calm eyes turned cold, and a terrifying aura emanated from her body.
“His aura has vanished.”
…
The Martial Realm was divided into nine zones, numbered from One to Nine.
After drawing lots to determine their designated zones, the cultivators entered the Martial Realm.
Some cultivators had previous grudges and immediately engaged in battles upon entering. Others were more rational. They avoided fighting and instead chose to retreat, searching for a suitable opportunity to steal points.
After all, each zone in the Martial Realm was vast. Finding a hiding place wasn’t difficult.
Boom!
In Zone Four, Nigati, enveloped in a strange black mist, punched a cultivator in the chest, sending him flying backwards, blood spraying from his mouth.
Before the cultivator could get up, Nigati stepped on his chest and grinned. “Hand over your points.”
…
Looking at the extra point on his token, Nigati couldn’t help but sneer.
The Eastern Realm’s cultivators… It seemed they weren’t much different from those in the Southern Wilderness. What a waste of such a fertile land.
He should meet up with Miss Regina soon.
And see where that Mu Zhi’an was hiding.
Thinking of the humiliation he had suffered at Mu Zhi’an’s hands, a surge of anger filled the Southern Wilderness’s Holy Son, his fists clenching tightly.
“I hope you don’t run into me too soon. Otherwise, this trial will be too boring.”
Instead of encountering Mu Zhi’an now, Nigati wanted to wait until he had almost collected all the points and was about to pass the trial. Then, he would crush his hopes.
Only the despair of losing everything could avenge his humiliation!
…
Zone One.
A golden glowing blade appeared behind Bai Ruoxi. She formed a hand seal, and the blade split into three.
A terrifying aura emanated from the blades, causing the surrounding cultivators to retreat.
They could tell that this beautiful woman was a formidable opponent. No one wanted to fight her so early in the trial.
Their priority was to obtain enough points, pass the trial, and qualify for the Ascension Ceremony.
As for Bai Ruoxi… they could challenge her after they qualified.
Bai Ruoxi scanned her surroundings. Seeing that no one was hostile towards her, she was about to leave on her sword to find a suitable base.
“Sister Ruoxi…?”
A soft and melodious voice suddenly came from behind her. Bai Ruoxi instinctively turned around.
A young lady in a purple dress, her figure slender and her aura pure and elegant, stood not far away, her beautiful eyes fixed on her.
“Sister Lingxuan?” Bai Ruoxi said in surprise.
It was Ye Lingxuan, who had been assigned to the same zone as her.
“What a coincidence. We’re in the same zone,” Bai Ruoxi said gently, smiling at her.
Ye Lingxuan looked around, then said, “It seems Brother Mu isn’t in our zone.”
“It’s random, but I’m sure he can handle himself. With his strength, he can defeat anyone in the same realm, except for a few individuals,” Bai Ruoxi replied.
Ye Lingxuan nodded slightly. “But we should still find Brother Mu and Qian’er and meet up with them as soon as possible.”
“It would be bad if Brother Mu encounters trouble in the Martial Realm.”
Bai Ruoxi looked at her with a gentle gaze. “You really like Mu Lang, Sister Lingxuan. You seemed quite wary of him in the past.”
Ye Lingxuan looked up at the countless cultivators flying in the sky. “When Qian’er and I were still at the Foundation Establishment Realm, Brother Mu went through a lot of trouble to help us,” she said softly.
“So now it’s my turn.”
She turned to Bai Ruoxi and extended her hand.
“Let’s cooperate in the Martial Realm, Sister Ruoxi.”
“Of course, I won’t hold back during the Ascension Ceremony.”
She looked at Bai Ruoxi, her eyes filled with confidence.
Bai Ruoxi, her ample bosom proudly on display, smiled and shook Ye Lingxuan’s hand, her gaze condescending, like an empress looking down at a concubine. “You seem much more confident after returning from the Forbidden Zone, Sister Lingxuan.”
“But don’t cry if you lose.”
The ‘protagonists’ had all tacitly acknowledged the Sect Master’s hidden reward. Whoever won would secure their future position.
If she won and acted intimately with Mu Lang in front of them, how would the proud Ye Lingxuan react…? Bai Ruoxi wondered.
Meanwhile, similar scenes were unfolding in other zones. Some cultivators had old grudges and wanted to settle them in the Ascension Ceremony, while others were simply fighting for the ‘Holy Grail’.
And the ‘Holy Grail’ was naturally Mu Zhi’an, the possessor of the Innate Celestial Furnace constitution.
While most zones in the Martial Realm were bustling with activity, one zone was eerily silent.
Mu Zhi’an couldn’t hear a single sound… The only thing he could hear was the voice of the woman who was likely the ‘Primordial Witch’.
Peach blossom trees swayed gently in the wind, their pink petals fluttering.
At the end of the path, a woman in a black robe stood there, her gaze fixed on him from beneath her hood.
“Are you the Primordial Witch?” Mu Zhi’an asked, his voice filled with uncertainty.
The Primordial Witch, the former master of the World Sea. No one had ever seen her true face because she always wore a black hood. And with her Dao Integration cultivation level, she possessed the ability to make people forget her appearance after seeing her. Therefore, later generations only remembered her characteristics but couldn’t recall her face.
And now, such a being was standing before him in the Martial Realm?!
She raised her head, a beautiful smile curving her lips. “This isn’t the place to talk. Come with me.”
“Let’s talk somewhere else.”
Based on his years of experience with women, Mu Zhi’an sensed a hint of danger emanating from the mysterious woman. He hesitated for a moment, then smiled. “Why don’t we talk here? There’s no one around.”
The woman in the black robe shook her head gently. “We’ll be discovered here soon. I’ve only used a simple technique to isolate this space.”
Before he could speak, she appeared behind him, her delicate hand resting on his shoulder. “Besides, it’s been a long time since we’ve been alone. I want to talk to you,” she said softly.
“Or are you not interested?” She tilted her head slightly, and Mu Zhi’an saw a mysterious depth in her beautiful eyes.
This woman is definitely hiding something… Mu Zhi’an’s heart skipped a beat, but he smiled. “Of course I’m interested.”
“But why do you sound like you’ve been waiting for me… We’ve never met before, have we?” Mu Zhi’an asked curiously, his tone sincere.
“Why?”
The Primordial Witch tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion. “Didn’t I tell you before? I’m the one you’re looking for.”
Mu Zhi’an frowned, not understanding.
As he was about to ask, she raised her finger, and the black box from his storage ring materialized, hovering in the air before slowly opening.
Under his puzzled gaze, the woman in the black robe said softly, “I am the reincarnator.”
Mu Zhi’an froze.
She touched her pale lips with her finger, her eyes moist as she looked at him.
“Well… to be precise, I’m the ‘Reincarnator’ displayed on your personal interface.”