Chapter 306: Meeting the Master's Wife
"Which elder from the sect is admonishing me?"
Bai Suixin carefully reflected and realized that he often used the elders as an excuse, and it wouldn't surprise him if one of them disapproved.
"No wonder the Heavenly Monarchs within the sect are powerless!"
"As long as you watch your words, elder brother, I will head to the Severing Heaven blessed land first. After my return, we will jointly suppress the four demons."
Zhou Yi was about to transform into a ray of light and fly away when he heard Bai Suixin speak in a coy manner.
"Junior brother Sun, is there any of that elixir left?"
Tormented by the nightmare illusion for more than a decade and experiencing demonic disturbances repeatedly during meditation and Qi cultivation, Bai Suixin was on the verge of collapse. Now, after swallowing a single pill, he felt invigorated and blissful, an exhilaration he had never known.
The taste was strange, but upon reflection, he found it uniquely flavorful!
"..."
Zhou Yi looked incredulous. Could this too have been within the Iron Crown Immortal's expectations?
Offending an immortal was truly unwise, as they could imperceptibly change one's tastes. If they decided to seek revenge, could they twist one's will and soul, transforming them into an entirely different person?
"Elder brother, this pill is a relic from an ancient benefactor; this is the only one, and there isn't even a prescription for it."
"That is truly a shame!"
Bai Suixin smacked his lips and said, "For now, junior brother Sun should proceed to our sect's blessed land. I've arranged a feast with a few Demon Heads, and in a few days, we will butcher them together."
Having said that.
The two men bowed to each other and transformed into beams of light, departing in different directions.
Zhou Yi channeled mana into the lineage token, which radiated a golden light to guide his way, and headed towards the extreme north.
Majestic mountains competed in grandeur.
Beneath was the expanse of the Nameless Mountains and Rivers, stretching tens of thousands of miles, with several low-grade Spirit Veins interspersed among the sparsely distributed Loose Cultivator dwellings, all converging into mountain villages with seemingly ordinary regions of Dongsheng Divine Continent.
"This is the headquarters of the Severing Heaven Sect? It can't compare at all to the Heavenly Mountain, where Spiritual Energy surges and immortals gather!"
Zhou Yi stood in the void, pushing the lineage token to its limit. Before him, space undulated like ripples and slowly tore open a gap.
His body dissipated into Clear Wind and entered the crack in the void.
A moment later.
Wisps of wind coalesced into the figure of Zhou Yi, and the scenery had completely changed all around him, with dense Spiritual Energy entering his body with each breath. Even a mortal who knew nothing of cultivation would extend their lifespan to a hundred and fifty years if they came here and their flesh was nourished by the Spiritual Energy.
Looking up, he saw the sun and the moon shining together in the sky, with countless stars twinkling.
His Divine Sense swept across the firmament, sensing layer upon layer of Formation and Prohibition, realizing that the sun and the moon were not real, but illusory creations of two Bronze Mirror magical treasures.
The starlight, too, came from ornamented treasures, bursting into colorful radiance under the stimulation of Spiritual Energy.
"Severing Heaven blessed land, indeed possesses tremendous wealth!"
Zhou Yi eyed the sun, moon, and stars with envy; it was a pity they couldn't be plucked and taken away. He quietly compared it to Kunlun Cave Heaven and noticed many similarities with the blessed land.
Both are spaces independent of the outside world. Blessed land is naturally formed, while Cave Heaven is artificially refined.
The former is vast in area but cannot be moved, so overall each has its pros and cons!
At this moment.
A woman's voice came: "I am Crimson Feather Immortal from Bixiao Palace. Come see me!"
The voice was vibrant and pleasant, not resembling an old demoness thousands of years old, but more like a girl in the prime of youth.
Zhou Yi flew toward the source of the voice, passing over a dozen cave dwellings and Taoist temples, until he saw Bixiao Palace from afar.
Fog and mist shrouded the scene in a dreamy haze.
As he drew closer, he could finally see that the top half of a mountain peak had been sliced off, and Bixiao Palace was built on the flat summit. The palace complexes spanned tens of miles with pavilions, towers, and exotic flowers and plants, a testament to the pinnacle of luxury, starkly contrasting with the simple Taoist temple of the Iron Crown Immortal.
Scree!
A clear crane cry rang out, and a white crane emerged from the palace, circling Zhou Yi twice before leading the way.
"Even the guide beasts here are Golden Core Demon Kings!"
Zhou Yi tread carefully, making sure his manners were impeccable, lest he offend his honorary master.
Until he reached Miaole Hall.
The white crane nodded, then spread its wings and flew off.
Zhou Yi bowed deeply: "Disciple Sun Xing seeks an audience!"
Only after hearing the permission of Crimson Feather Immortal did he respectfully enter the hall. His first sight was of a woman sitting on a golden throne, wearing a phoenix crown, draped in a red palace dress, looking no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
Her mana was deep as an abyss, her gaze was cold and indifferent, as if she was a divine being in the mortal world.
If Iron Crown Immortal was the neighborly elder with a stern exterior and warm heart, then Crimson Feather Immortal was akin to a high and mighty Empress, with auras as different as heaven and earth.
"I pay homage to my master!"
Zhou Yi didn't dare show any disrespect. In the Cultivation World, one should never judge by appearance. There were many secret techniques and elixirs that preserved eternal youth.
"Rise."
Crimson Feather Immortal eyed Zhou Yi up and down for a moment and asked, "Do you know why I've called you here?"
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Zhou Yi bowed and said, "Whatever the task, Master has only to command and your disciple will devote himself fully, without any hesitation!"
"Truly a slick flatterer."
Crimson Feather Immortal smiled and said, "I really don't know what your master saw in you to actually leave Heavenly Mountain and venture out to contend with a true dragon in magic battles."
Zhou Yi, having lived for thousands of years, had long honed the ability to listen and discern. Based on the content and tone of Crimson Feather Immortal's words, it seemed that summoning him was not for vengeance. He ventured to say,
"Regardless of what benefits Iron Crown Immortal has promised me, you are my true master!"
"Hmph! Not only are you a bootlicker, but you also fail to recognize good fortune."
Crimson Feather Immortal huffed, "Your master is among the top ten in Dongsheng Divine Continent, famed as the one most likely to ascend to immortality in nearly ten thousand years. Countless cultivators wish to be accepted into his fold, the line could stretch from the Eastern Sea to the Western Sea. Of course, he pales in comparison to me; in every magical contest, he falls into my calculations!"