The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 146 - 102 111

Chapter 146: Chapter 102 111

"Eh!" Qiongqi exclaimed, "Mirror Image Technique! I didn’t expect people still knew such a secret technique!"

Changtian hummed lowly. The worst-case scenario had unfolded, but he was powerless and felt an agonizing burn within his heart.

Along the way, no one else came to stop them. Ning Xiaoxian followed the woman at an unhurried pace until they arrived at a nearby path and finally stopped.

How was she planning to torment herself now? To say she was not afraid would be a lie; a cultivator’s methods were endless, and dealing with a mortal like her was effortless. Yet, since calamity is unavoidable, she resorted to the Breathing Control Technique of the Guiding Technique, adjusting her breath and heartbeat, before speaking, "So, you’re here to vent anger for Shi Jishan?"

The reason she only mentioned "venting anger" was to hint to the other party not to deal a lethal blow.

Who knew that the beauty in front of her shook her head: "Shan’er is a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, yet to suffer a great loss at the hands of an ordinary mortal girl like you, in the end, it’s due to her not mastering her arts well, no one else can be blamed. I was the one who taught her swordsmanship, and after she returned to our sect and cried to me about her grievances, I became very curious and wanted to meet you."

Ning Xiaoxian suddenly felt a great weight lifting from her chest, and her thoughts became sharper: "Sister, you are truly righteous! The grudge between Miss Shi and me was merely a misunderstanding, which is not a serious matter once clarified!"

The woman’s actions really frightened her half to death! If you say you don’t plan to pursue Shi Jishan’s matter, then why come after me? Since the misunderstanding has been cleared, why not release my restriction?

The beauty pursed her lips with a smile, "This really shouldn’t be a big deal. Everyone in the sect thinks that Shan’er getting injured by you is a loss of face for our sect, but I don’t care about it."

"Exactly, exactly! I’m just a mortal as insignificant as an ant, how could I affect the reputation of your esteemed sect?" Ning Xiaoxian nodded vigorously, "You, sister, are truly the most wise and magnanimous! Please just let me go!"

The beauty looked at her, but her smile gradually faded, "It’s a pity. You shouldn’t have made Quan, my nephew, fall for you." The young girl before her had eyes that could speak, now brimming with surprise. Stunned, she also exclaimed, "You... you really didn’t know?"

Of course, Ning Xiaoxian didn’t know! She had always thought that Quan Shifang merely harbored some slight affection for her, but it shouldn’t have amounted to "liking", and certainly, she did not expect this "liking" to have led to severe consequences. "There’s absolutely nothing between Senior Brother Quan and me, he has only ever helped me, and that’s all."

Those emerald eyes stared intently at her as if trying to peer into her soul: "Do you really not like Quan, my nephew?" As she uttered these words, even Changtian in God Demon Prison instinctively held his breath, waiting for Ning Xiaoxian’s response. Qiongqi, who wanted to blurt out something, was silenced by a gesture from Changtian.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Quan Shifang was indeed a handsome and gentle man, and most women in this world would be thrilled by his favor, wouldn’t they? But she was not like other women; she was Ning Xiaoxian. The thought of "liking" someone always brought to mind a different towering figure than Quan Shifang!

Thus, her answer was, "My affections do not lie with him. Senior Brother Quan is like a brother to me!" She was unequivocal, without a trace of hesitation.

This was not driven by the immediate threat to her life but a genuine sentiment from within her heart. Changtian exhaled deeply, his mind at ease. The woman seemed to be affected by her emotions as well and was silent for a long while.

At last, she spoke slowly, "More than a month ago when Quan returned to our sect, he was somewhat distracted, his practice turned lackadaisical. The elders inquired, yet he claimed nothing was the matter, until Shi Jishan returned to the sect and spoke of you. Only then did we realize that Quan had developed feelings for a mortal."

"These days, everyone above and below the Yun Sect has been talking about you. You, a mere mortal woman, managed not only to injure Shan’er, a cultivator with Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivation but also caused the most promising genius of our sect to fret and pine for you, which is really unexpected." She sighed, "Having seen you today, you indeed are very smart, very adorable, I can’t help but like you too. Unfortunately, the Master was enraged and has commanded me to take your life."

This last sentence struck Ning Xiaoxian so hard that her blood surged in her veins, her ears ringing, leaving her to only ask dumbfoundedly, "Why?"

To have an order issued by the Sect Leader of the Yun Sect to take her life - what virtues or abilities did she have to warrant such attention from the leader of a sect, compelling her death?

Changtian in the Demon Prison abruptly stood up, his face still cold, but his fists clenched tightly. The thing he dreaded most had now come to pass, what should he do?

"Quan, my nephew, is the most likely candidate to inherit the role of Sect Leader; he must not be led astray in his cultivation because of you. Birth, aging, illness, death – these are mortal sufferings. He should not have to share these with you. If we do not sever this worldly connection, you will become a Heart Demon in his future cultivation!" The beauty’s face revealed some reluctance as the following words were harsh, "If you were a cultivator, it would be a different story; unfortunately, you are but a mortal and cannot cultivate the Dao with him. Since you coming together is not possible, you must not become a hindrance to his cultivation!"

"So, I am intolerable to the Yun Sect?" Ning Xiaoxian said bitterly, "I have done nothing wrong; must I die simply because Quan Shifang likes me?"

The woman before her said nothing, evidently affirming this logic.

Ning Xiaoxian gave a bitter smile, "In that case, what are you waiting for? Why waste words with me, just get it over with and finish me!"

No matter how unwilling she was, what could she do? After all her efforts, she was still an ant at the bottom of this world. Was that damn Heaven trying to tell her that life and death are determined by fate, and that humans have no say? Such a pity that she just didn’t believe in that!

Changtian was already roaring in her ear, "What are you waiting for, get in here!" The secret of God Demon Prison and her life and death were trivial in comparison. As long as she could be safe, what did exposure matter? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with a recommendation ticket, Monthly Ticket, at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)