Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 246 - 236: Birds and Green Fish, Alienation of Heart and Morality
Time flitted by inexorably. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed in the Dream World.
The Great Moon Virtual Mirror, which resembled a bronze mirror, was no longer in the mundane shops. Because the Bronze Mirror was engraved with images of a flying bird and a qingyu fish, Little Flying Fish bought it and presented it to his beloved Miss Qingyu.
At this moment, in her boudoir, adorning herself, Miss Qingyu looked into the Bronze Mirror and couldn’t help but shed sad tears.
"Why must I be of the Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivator bloodline? Why!?" Miss Qingyu covered her face and wept, letting out a cry of despair.
Because she was of the Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivator bloodline, the Flying Bird Family refused to accept her, always obstructing her love for Little Flying Fish. Just today, to protect her and spare her from the family’s lethal schemes, Little Flying Fish had no choice but to wed Red Swallow.
DRIP. DROP. DRIP. DROP.
Miss Qingyu’s clear tears gradually turned into tears of blood, and finally, her eyes became dry and cracked from weeping. Her voice hoarse, she gradually ceased crying.
Such a pitiable young girl... From within the Great Moon Virtual Mirror, Han Kui couldn’t bear it and sighed helplessly.
One could say that Hong Yuan and Han Kui had almost witnessed the entire emotional journey of Little Flying Fish and Miss Qingyu: falling in love, family opposition, threats to their lives, and forced changes.
"The way of the world has come to this; it’s an unavoidable matter," Hong Yuan sighed lightly.
But in an instant, Hong Yuan’s gaze became resolute as he calmly said, "Tianli has too crafty a heart, a great killing intent, and extremely good fortune. Since he has seized all three creations of fate, he won’t have a long life!"
Ordinary people all said that Tianli was magnanimous and benevolent, loving all beings, but Hong Yuan had long seen the cruelty in Tianli’s bones.
Tianli takes everything he receives for granted and subconsciously places himself in a higher position. I’m afraid that within the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land, a faction of Demon Saints has long been dissatisfied with him. This is further depleting his fortune.
"Mm, I believe what Jiuming says." Han Kui smiled sweetly, then turned to delve into the crafting of the Sky-connecting Tower.
As for relieving Miss Qingyu’s worries, Han Kui did contemplate it for a moment. But when compared to Hong Yuan’s safety, she immediately dismissed the thought. They were now like clay Buddhas crossing a river, hardly able to save themselves. Lying low was the best gift they could offer to the lineage of Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators. When the time came, they would settle all scores!
In the blue sky of the Ninth Heaven, two figures defied the world, shattering Stars. Their fists and feet stirred a river of blood that tangled with the Star River.
These two figures were Tianli, who had recently advanced to the seventh-order Demon Saint realm, and the veteran eighth-order Ten Thousand Demon Saint Lord.
Around the blue sky, numerous Demon Saints kept their distance, watching this earth-shaking battle with shock in their eyes.
"Unbelievable, unbelievable," said the Fiery Turtle Demon Saint, a valiant-looking middle-aged man, from amidst a blazing sea of fire.
How could Tianli defeat the Saint Lord? How could he possibly defeat the Saint Lord!? Mo Yilun was confused, feeling as if he were in a dream.
"A seventh-order overcoming an eighth-order, and even gaining the upper hand! It suggests that Tianli’s mastery in the Power Tao has reached the level of a Grandmaster," the Blue Tiger Demon Saint exclaimed, amazed by Tianli’s feat.
At this moment, these transcendent Demon Saints began to doubt their own understanding. Despite factors like Tao Marks, Divine Power, Immortal Nuance, and Holy Artifacts, Tianli, a seventh-order, was actually able to suppress the eighth-order Ten Thousand Demon Saint Lord.
Bear in mind that the Ten Thousand Demon Saint Lord wasn’t just any common cultivator but a being who commanded a Holy Land that reached the skies. And yet, he was now being chased and beaten by Tianli.
Tianli’s boundless aura instilled fear in the hearts of the demons. He had become an overwhelming presence!
"Such is the grandeur of an Ancient Emperor!"
The great battle lasted two days and nights. In the end, Tianli achieved a costly victory.
Under the gaze of many Demon Saints, Tianli took over the Demon Banner, the symbol of authority of the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land, and became the new Ten Thousand Demon Saint Lord!
"Spread my command! Issue a warrant for Han Jiuming. Heavy rewards for any information!"
The authority of the Holy Land’s Saint Lord extended throughout the Endless Sea Area. Tianli, using public office for private gain, issued a worldwide arrest warrant for Hong Yuan as soon as he took power.
"Lately, the attacks on the Great Moon Virtual Mirror are becoming more frequent," Hong Yuan said, his brows deeply furrowed.
These attacks weren’t enough to break through the defenses of the Great Moon Virtual Mirror but were still frustratingly disruptive, preventing him from focusing on studying Painting, researching Formations, and other matters.
Hong Yuan couldn’t help but look up at the sky. The Great Moon Virtual Mirror could gather no information from beyond the firmament.
Sigh, who knows what’s going on. Never mind, if I don’t know, then I don’t. It’s still pretty good being placed in the boudoir; at least the disguise is convincing. A smile squeezed onto Hong Yuan’s face as he found a sliver of joy amidst the worry and distress.
Before he knew it, he had spent over a hundred years in this Dream World, and these years were also counted towards his lifespan.
At times, Hong Yuan couldn’t help but wonder, was this really just a dream?
[Name: Hong Yuan]
[Life Span: 156/21,342]
[Talent: 72]
[Realm: Fourth Rank Junior Level]
If it weren’t for Han Kui’s companionship over these hundred-plus years in the Dream World, Hong Yuan had no doubt he would have turned into a chatterbox.
"Jiuming!" Han Kui ran toward Hong Yuan excitedly, her smile blooming like a flower. In her hands, she held a layered tower, intertwined blue and white. "I did it, I really did! The Water Tao can indeed command the Ice Tao!"
"Mhm, that’s great. Han Kui, you’re amazing," Hong Yuan responded warmly, giving her a thumbs-up in praise.
Humans are not like grass and trees; how can they be devoid of emotion? Over the years, Hong Yuan’s view of Han Kui had also changed.
"Hehe." Pleased with Hong Yuan’s praise, Han Kui giggled happily.
The sanctum was resplendent and majestic.
The Ten Thousand Demon Saint Lord, Tianli, sat on the throne, his face expressionless as he looked at his subordinates. These Demon Saints, who were imposing on the outside, all bowed their heads, looking at each other without uttering a single word.
Over the years, Tianli’s domineering and tyrannical nature had become apparent. Everyone knew he was a tyrant who believed himself supreme, utterly deaf to others’ opinions. Any slight contradiction could bring misfortune, and working for him wasn’t worth it!
Silence. A long stretch of silence.
"Over two hundred years! Two whole hundred years! Not only have we failed to find Han Jiuming, but we haven’t even uncovered a single trace!" Tianli exclaimed.
"I can feel that the last of the Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators’ fortune is concentrated on Han Jiuming. Defeating him, I will reach fulfillment and no longer need to expend part of my power to suppress the backlash from resentful spirits."
"Who among you can help me?" Tianli spoke earnestly, appearing humble and eager for talent.
But this only invited more scorn from the other Demon Saints. Not a single Demon Saint offered a reply, allowing Tianli to talk to himself.
Tianli’s eyes narrowed as he called out names one by one.
"Senior Blue Tiger?"
"Please forgive me, Saint Lord. My abilities are truly limited."
"Senior Fiery Turtle?"
"Please forgive me, Saint Lord. I lack the strength."
"..."
The group of Demon Saints, whether they could help or not, all made excuses.
Thus, the atmosphere within the sanctum grew tense and chilly.
Seeing this scene of disunity and eroding loyalty, the Golden Roc Grand Saint, Tianli’s mentor, lamented in his heart. He stepped forward and cupped his hands, saying, "This old man doesn’t have many years left to live. Let me lend the Saint Lord a hand in his cause."
"Mentor!?" Tianli looked up sharply, utterly hesitant.
Yet ultimately, the hand that Tianli had raised slowly lowered. This deepened the other Demon Saints’ disdain for him.
