Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 1520: 1479: In Depth

Chapter 1520: Chapter 1479: In Depth

Regarding the matter of finding a physical body for Yun Yan, all the ladies had long known about it. When Lu Chuan told everyone about his decision to go overseas, they weren’t too resistant.

After all, with Yun Yan, a powerful Integration Realm companion, accompanying him, safety was assured. If they were to go along, they would instead become burdens. So, they unanimously decided to stay behind.

But Lu Chuan’s departure this time is not without a time limit.

In less than two months, Jiaxin would be due. Lu Chuan must return to the Profound Sect before that. As a father, no matter what, he should, and must, be by Jiaxin’s side when the child is born.

Two months isn’t long, but it isn’t short either; Lu Chuan couldn’t afford to waste a single day.

After bidding farewell to the ladies, Lu Chuan left the Profound Sect, ready to head overseas.

Thanks to Lu Chuan’s Spirit Splitting Realm cultivation, his travel speed was significantly faster. In less than three hours, he had reached a coastal city, determined a direction, and continued eastward on the clouds, passing countless islands and reefs, while Ichikazu sensed them one by one. Unfortunately, her former capital was not among them.

Helpless, Lu Chuan had to continue.

“Speaking of which, Ichikazu, why did you set the capital overseas back then? Wouldn’t it have been better to set it in Cathay?”

“I… don’t quite remember just now, but I vaguely recall it being a promise to someone. But who that person was…”

Ichikazu’s voice suddenly stopped, as if lost in some memories. Seeing this scene, Lu Chuan couldn’t help but sigh softly.

Come to think of it, Ichikazu was quite unfortunate too.

With such remarkable talent, yet born in an era when the Immortal Path was cut off.

After much effort, she managed to reconnect the Immortal Path, only for the Immortal Realm to reject her, leading to a bloody disaster. In the end, Ichikazu ended up like this, having to abandon her physical body and inhabiting the Demon Suppression Pagoda in the form of a residual soul.

Having witnessed the changes of time and the passing of eras for thousands of years, he thought if it were himself, perhaps he would have lost the will to live much earlier.

“So, Ichikazu, can’t you reclaim your body? If you could merge with it again, you’d probably regain eighty to ninety percent of your strength, right?”

“It’s not that simple, Lu Chuan, not that simple.”

Ichikazu let out a long sigh, her voice carrying a hint of melancholy.

“That physical body was cursed by an immortal with their life. I’ve tried countless ways but couldn’t break the curse. If I don’t abandon my body, the curse will completely taint me, turning me into a machine that knows only slaughter. To this day, that curse is still unresolved, so…

“But your physical body should already be an Immortal Body, right? Just to give it up like that, can you bear it?”

That Immortal Body, forged through countless trials and tribulations, even if Lu Chuan could rebuild a body for Ichikazu, it would never match the one originally hers.

“This isn’t about whether I can bear it, Lu Chuan. Have you thought, with the Immortal Path severed these days, if I forcibly merge with my body and get tainted by the curse, who in this world could stop me?”

Hearing this, Lu Chuan fell silent.

Indeed, with Ichikazu’s strength, if she truly went mad, who could stop her?

She could rival a True Immortal in power!

“But… how powerful are those True Immortals?”

Lu Chuan had only occasionally heard people talk about it, but just how powerful Immortals are seemed rather vague.

To say they’re not strong, Lu Chuan, with just one Immortal’s Finger Bone, managed to comprehend Precepts, and the two Immortal Bones left by his grandfather afforded him two more trump cards.

But to say they’re strong, the Yin Yang Skill left by his grandfather was equally formidable compared to Immortal Techniques.

“Once you see them with your own eyes, you’ll naturally understand; those standing there are without exception paragons of their times, elite of a great era. Here we are, Lu Chuan, at this island.”

With those words, Lu Chuan immediately halted, looking down to see a desolate and ruined island come into view.

From above, Lu Chuan could hardly discern that this island had once been the capital of an empire that ruled the world.

It was simply too rundown; not even a single intact building could be seen. It was conceivable how tragic the fate of the Wuzhong Empire was after the death of Empress Wu Zong.

“Ichikazu, you…”

“Don’t worry about my feelings. After all these years, I’ve long come to terms with certain things. Let’s go ahead and see if familiar surroundings might help me remember where Yun Yan’s body is hidden.”

“Alright.”

Lu Chuan dove down into the island; a bloody scent assaulted his senses — a stench that seemed to have lingered for millennia or longer. Lu Chuan couldn’t imagine what had transpired here.

Passing through the battered city walls, Lu Chuan entered the capital and looked around, surrounded by nothing but ruins. Occasionally, a piece of long-weathered Bai Gu would turn to dust at the slightest touch.

“Continue further in.”

Ichikazu’s calm voice echoed in Lu Chuan’s ear. Although it sounded steady, Lu Chuan felt a pang in his heart.

“Yun Yan, can you sense your physical body?”

“Very faint… just a little, as if my body doesn’t exist in this world anymore.”

Yun Yan was quite troubled. Despite the hard-won escape from the Demon Suppression Pagoda, she couldn’t seem to locate her body. Who the hell was she going to reason with?

“The Altar connects to a world I created. Indeed, it doesn’t exist in this world. Only there is your body absolutely safe.”

“Alright then, considering your good intentions, I’ll reluctantly forgive you.”

Lu Chuan continued deeper in, down a series of dilapidated alleys, when a statue suddenly appeared in front of him.

The statue looked remarkably similar to Empress Wu Zong, even down to the attire.

However, the statue’s head was nowhere to be found, clearly removed deliberately, perhaps to vent anger against Ichikazu or the former Empress Wu Zong.

“This is the statue. The altar is below it. Move the statue aside, and I’ll guide the Altar.”

“Okay…”

Lu Chuan nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, but then stepped forward. With a hug around the statue, he let out a shout, putting his full strength into moving the statue aside.

“Wow, so heavy! What on earth is it made of?”

Given its weight, the material used must be incredibly precious. Based on the statue alone, one could estimate just how mighty Empress Wu Zong’s power was back then!

“It’s made of nine-refined meteorite iron. If you like it, why not melt it down and make some Battle Armor? I don’t mind.”

“I’ll pass. It’s better to keep a memento.”