The words had just fallen.
Ruan Xiuxiu furrowed her delicate brows, followed closely, and walked away.
...
Walking along the 'Black Mountain Hundred Veins Map', even though the nights in the mountains were filled with poisonous miasma and road by wild beasts, it only affected ordinary martial artists.
For soone of the Great Innate Level, like Song Chai Xin, who could circulate his energy around his body in a self-contained cycle and was virtually immune to all poisons of the mundane world, this was child's play.
Thus, before long, before the break of dawn,
Song Chai Xin had crossed Black Mountain and arrived at the Celestial Abyss.
"Creak, creak."
He stepped on the cracked ground, glanced into the misty Celestial Abyss.
Song Chai Xin had initially thought he would see nothing and that the dream earlier was just a fleeting illusion from exhaustion, but...
As he looked this ti,
he saw layers of mist shroud,
and there miraculously floated an illusory palace!
When Song Chai Xin tried to look closely, he saw nothing again.
Recalling the words of the 'Immortal Nirvana True Monarch', Song Chai Xin fell into silence, followed by a twitch of his eyelids.
His intuition told him,
if he were to utter those six words at this mont,
he could accomplish sothing before this thousand-mile Celestial Abyss.
Throughout Great Zhao...
no one would be able to stop him.
But the price was that he would die and beco that whatever's subordinate.
"Hey, running to this abyss in the middle of the night, you scared to death!"
"I thought you rembered so missed fish and ca specifically to exterminate it, only to find you staring blankly at this abyss. Soone who didn't know would think you were going to jump down."
Behind him, Ruan Xiuxiu hurriedly caught up.
Seeing Song Chai Xin was fine, the woman breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her eyes while complaining.
Even if a martial artist reached the Great Innate Level, they could sustain themselves without sleep for half a month by gathering energy, but they still needed to eat and rest.
Hearing Ruan Xiuxiu's complaint, Song Chai Xin was not surprised she followed.
"Senior sister, can you see anything below?" he suddenly asked.
Ruan Xiuxiu was puzzled.
She looked over, but apart from mist, it was pitch black, nothing was there, making her heart tremble. She couldn't help but think, did her junior brother hurt his brain while exterminating the Black Mountain demons today?
Otherwise, how could he do such a strange thing and ask such odd questions!
Noticing the unusual look in Ruan Xiuxiu's eyes, looking at him,
Song Chai Xin realized that the anomaly was only visible to him.
But,
why was it only him?
He was confused.
But then he spat heavily downwards.
"Nothing, senior sister, let's go back."
"Maybe I overthought it."
Turning his head and noticing the worried look in Ruan Xiuxiu's eyes, Song Chai Xin smiled.
His fate, ever since he clung to Song Brahman Mirror at Xuanqing Lake, was destined to be decided by himself.
Immortal Nirvana True Monarch?
Perhaps...
in the future, it may indeed be as mysterious as he said.
But not now.
Why think so much!
At least now, he is a seventh-grade Guardian of the governnt office, backed by the Xie Family, with his maternal grandfather Xie Qiaoxuan overseeing the prefecture city's foundation, having a close relationship with the Imperial Demon Hunter Xiang Zhulu,
even the two main figures of Baoping State have extended favors to him, and far at the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall, there was a city head who had bestowed 'the grace of imparting martial arts' upon him!
Even if his Half-Demon blood was a blemish,
Song Chai Xin did not believe that if he rose to the third step, or even the fourth step,
the people of the world would still hold prejudice against him!
The early morning light erged,
shining on the Black Mountain city walls where Song Chai Xin and Ruan Xiuxiu were returning.
It also indicated that...
this once decayed, remote, and backward mountain city, from this mont on, had reached a historical turning point, and its future would inevitably be infinitely bright.
The fate of a city of over a million people could be changed by him, Song Chai Xin,
so how could his own fate not be in his own hands?!
...
Ti passed like a fleeting horse, more than two months in a flash.
On this day,
at the border between Wutong Prefecture and Shunan Prefecture, a towering giant peak shrouded in clouds, was about to host a grand event in seven days.
Less than thirty years old, having reached the 'mid-grade' Nourishing Pill, and on the verge of stepping into the third step, the youngest heir of the Yunluan Sword Palace, Young Palace Master Song Brahman Mirror...
The Primordial Pill Manual was about to begin!
Thus,
heroes from all over were about to gather.
...
anwhile, in Black Mountain City.
The Yunluan Martial Arts Hall was already established and taking shape.
But as the branch leader, Cui Chan, had already hurriedly left a month ago.
According to him, after visiting his parents, he would return to the mountain for his senior sister's Primordial Pill Manual. Since the Yunluan Martial Arts Hall was on track and Black Mountain was calm, he would not stay any longer.
He could leave early,
but as the seventh-grade Guardian and eighth-grade Demon Suppression Bureau Chief, Ruan Xiuxiu couldn't find the ti.
Song Chai Xin, who promoted the Commander of the Military Departnt to 'Chen Zhao', the ninth-grade Departnt Head of the Outer City Governnt Office, bypassed the 'Squad Leader' and unexpectedly promoted 'Zheng Zizhen',
after Cui Chan left for a month, with about half a month left to Song Brahman Mirror's Primordial Pill Manual, he finally arranged everything for the two recruits from Black Mountain.
Then, he mounted a tall and robust horse with Ruan Xiuxiu and set off out of the city.
Along the way, as horse hooves trodden, they entered the muddy road of the outer city.
The Black Mountain People, like a tide, stood silently on both sides... watching this most morable Black Mountain Guardian in history gradually depart.
By then, a legend had been made.
...
And in the present world.
Unnoticeably... the second act of the Golden Page had reached its end and finally dimd.
Seeing the last 'one-third' of the page length left, it was evident that the story belonging to 'Song Chai Xin' seed about to co to an abrupt end.
At the sa ti,
Jixia opened his eyes, holding the Reincarnation Celestial Book, the turbulence and wildness in his pupils transford overnight, becoming indistinguishable from the once hot-blooded cyan robe constable.
Zhuang Zhou dread of a butterfly,
a butterfly dread of Zhuang Zhou.
Was it Song Chai Xin that achieved Jixia?
Or because...
Jixia was, in fact, Song Chai Xin?
With the writing on the Reincarnation Celestial Book finished, the ink beca reality,
on this point, it was already an indisputable fact.
Woosh!
When the cyan robe constable exhaled a breath of stale air,
the morning light outside broke through the paper window, casting into the earth-heated bed.
Two crystal clear 'mory fragnts'...
'Woosh', flew out from the Reincarnation Celestial Book!
Then, they were steadily grasped by Jixia.
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