The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud
Chapter 1116

<h1text-align:" center"=""><spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chapter 1116: The Drunken Sword Immortal

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"I wasn't wrong earlier, was I? That person who looked like Zhang Xiu but also resembled Saintess Qing Yue truly had the aura of an early-stage Immortal Lord."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">“Heavens, what kind of heaven-defying group is this?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">That Su Jingzhen, with just his Flesh Body Sainthood cultivation, can unleash power that crushes True Immortal Realm experts.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Earlier, his two female companions also had methods to kill True Immortal Realm cultivators instantly. Now, they've added an Immortal Lord level Zhang Xiu.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In this Sword Qi Corridor, who could possibly stop them?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Could it be that the blessed land of Sword Land is truly about to fall into the hands of outsiders?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">“That’s impossible. This is just the Sword Qi Corridor. They’ll have to leave eventually.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Gaining fortune here is one thing, but truly taking it out of Sword Land and the Emperor's Realm, that is the real challenge."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"I think everyone is missing one thing. Both Zhang Xiu and Saintess Qing Yue entered the Sword Ancestor's Tomb together. Now, the person who came out is clearly Zhang Xiu, as she's aligned with Su Jingzhen and his group.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In other words, has Saintess Qing Yue already perished inside?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As the crowd discussed this, the scene fell silent once again.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The possibility sent a shiver down their spines.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But after confirming that Su Jingzhen and his group had left, these people once again approached the Ancient Sword Ancestor's Tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At this moment, the sharp sword energy and the oppressive aura around the tomb had significantly weakened.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Everyone cautiously approached within a hundred feet, and the deadly sword energy no longer attacked them as it had before.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"We can enter directly now!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"This is the tomb of the ancient sword ancestor! Even if there are only scraps left, it's more than enough for us."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"......"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Upon discovering this, the surrounding groups became excited.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Indeed, as they said, the tomb still contained the endless Dao principles left behind when Zhang Xiu reconstructed her sword spirit body.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If they could absorb these, it would be a tremendous fortune.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Meanwhile, under Zhang Xiu's guidance, Su Jingzhen and the others arrived at another tomb about ten miles away from the Sword Ancestor Tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">This tomb was made of blue stone, and a faint, illusory figure was sitting cross-legged on the tombstone.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He carried a broken sword on his back and a wine gourd at his waist.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">His face was handsome, and he must have been a dashing figure in life.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Four or five groups lingered around the tomb, obviously trying to get in.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But so far none had succeeded.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Nearby, a dozen corpses lay scattered about, evidence of previous failed attempts.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">When Su Jingzhen and his group arrived, the surrounding teams looked at them with suspicion.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Who are they? They don't seem to be from any of the factions that were in the square earlier."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At this moment, Su Jingzhen and the others were showing their true faces, which made them unrecognizable to these Sword Land disciples.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"That person... she looks like Zhang Xiu, who entered a few days ago. And that young man also looks familiar."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"......"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen and his group paid no attention to the whispers and auras that locked onto them.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Zhang Xiu looked directly at the soul remnant sitting on the tombstone. "Drunken Sword immortal, how much longer can your remnant soul last?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Hearing this, the remnant soul turned to look at them, but didn't respond.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At that moment, an incredibly deep and unique aura surged out from Zhang Xiu.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A ripple of energy was instantly transferred to the Drunken Sword Immortal's remnant soul.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In an instant, the Drunken Sword Immortal's aura erupted, revealing a power comparable to the True Immortal Realm.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Clearly, this figure had been one of Sword Land's ultimate powerhouses in his lifetime.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Don't get excited. I'm just here to ask for something."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Before the remaining soul of the Drunken Sword immortal could speak, Zhang Xiu preempted him.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In the next moment, the surrounding groups saw the Drunken Sword Immortal wave his illusory hand.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A path formed from the surrounding sword energy and wine aura extended to Su Jingzhen and his group.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">This was an invitation to enter the tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Let's go. It's not easy for this old fellow to maintain even a sliver of his remnant soul.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If we can help him, we should."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As she said this, Zhang Xiu's tone carried a hint of sorrow.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">She then led Su Jingzhen and the others along the path to the Drunken Sword Immortal's tomb.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After they entered, the environment returned to its previous state, filled with sharp, oppressive energy.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">No trespassers allowed!

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The remaining soul of the Drunken Sword Immortal that had been sitting on the tombstone also disappeared.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"What... what does this mean? What's going on? Who are they?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"The legendary Drunken Sword Immortal actually invited them in personally. Is he going to pass on his legacy directly?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"......"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Without comparison, there's no sense of loss. These people had been here for days, but they hadn't earned the recognition of the Drunken Sword Immortal. They couldn't force their way in, and pleading with the remnant soul had been futile.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The gap in the treatment was simply too vast.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">......

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Inside the tomb space, the remnant soul of the Drunken Sword Immortal looked at Zhang Xiu with excitement.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He immediately knelt down on one knee.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Subordinate Han Qingjiu pays respects to the Sword Ancestor!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The energy ripple that Zhang Xiu had released earlier was proof of her identity.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Although he had perished and was now only a remnant soul lingering in the Sword Qi Corridor, unable to leave, the Drunken Sword Immortal's loyalty to the Sword Ancestor remained unchanged.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"There is no need for such formalities.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Although I have awakened, my current consciousness is not dominated by my past self. I'm not here to reminisce with you. I've come to help you pass on your legacy. Are you ready?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As Zhang Xiu spoke, her expression was complex.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The consciousness of Saintess Qing Yue and the Sword Ancestor had long since dissipated, but she still retained the Sword Ancestor's memories.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Naturally, she knew everything about the Drunken Sword Immortal, and now she spoke with the authority of the Sword Master.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The remaining soul of the Drunken Sword Immortal was stunned for a moment.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Then Zhang Xiu softly uttered four words.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Upon hearing this, the Drunken Sword Immortal's illusory eyes lit up.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Given his former status and power, these four words allowed him to infer a great deal.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"The subordinate is willing!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The Drunken Sword Immortal immediately agreed.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Zhang Xiu smiled at Su Jingzhen. Everything was going smoothly!

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Without hesitation, Su Jingzhen waved his black brick, and a dark light flashed out.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Senior, please relax."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In the next moment, the remnant soul of the Drunken Sword Immortal, which still possessed the energy of the True Immortal Realm, was absorbed into the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Shengana, who had been inside before, was unfazed.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But Qiu Yaoyao looked at the black brick in Su Jingzhen's hand with curiosity.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">For a long time, she had known that this black brick was extraordinary.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Previously, she had only been the first sequence of the Heavenly Dragon Race, a third-rate force in the cultivation world, so she had no knowledge of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Now, even if Su Jingzhen didn't actively explain the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, he no longer hid it from those closest to him.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If Qiu Yaoyao was truly curious and asked, he would be willing to take her consciousness into the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss to see for herself.

[Emotional Connection +66]

[Emotional Connection +33]

[Remaining Available Points: 26,335]

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Inside the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, Su Jingzhen's consciousness appeared beside the Drunken Sword Immortal.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A wave of World Energy enveloped him, stabilizing his remnant soul.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Senior Drunken Sword Immortal, welcome to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Once this place is restored to its perfect state, I will help you revive!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As he spoke, Su Jingzhen waved his hand, and another tomb appeared beside the graves of Lu Xuan and the others at the top of Creation Peak.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">This was the Drunken Sword Immortal's tomb that Su Jingzhen had also brought in.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"The Drunken Sword Immortal! It's the legendary Drunken Sword Immortal!

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">I never thought you would come here as well."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Sensing his aura, the remnant souls of Lu Xuan, Ji Dongliu, and the other Immortal Emperors from the Divine Dan Sect were instantly roused.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Looking at the Drunken Sword Immortal, the five of them were visibly shocked.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">They had lived in the same era as the Drunken Sword Immortal, although they had only risen to prominence after his death.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In a sense, the Drunken Sword Immortal was their senior. They had never interacted with him in life, and had only heard of his legends.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing the astonishment of Lu Xuan and the others, Su Jingzhen couldn't help but smile.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">This saved him the trouble of explaining the situation to the Drunken Sword Immortal.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">......

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After the remnant soul of the Drunken Sword Immortal was taken in, the space of the tomb lost some of its mystical aura.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, many objects inside still radiated immense Dao principles.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing this, Su Jingzhen didn't need Zhang Xiu to say anything. He waved his black brick again, and a dark light flashed out.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Everything in the tomb was moved to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Of course, compared to these Dao-infused treasures, Su Jingzhen knew that remnant souls like the Drunken Sword Immortal were perhaps even more valuable to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Little Green could extract and replicate the Dao principles they had grasped in life.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As soon as the Drunken Sword Immortal's remnant soul entered the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, Little Green began its work.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen's consciousness could keenly sense that the energy within the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss had increased slightly.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Let's go. We're not done yet."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Zhang Xiu, fully aware of what had happened, led Su Jingzhen and the others to their next destination.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As for how the groups outside the Drunken Sword Immortal's tomb would react, it didn't matter.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">With the memories of the Sword Ancestor, Zhang Xiu knew that after she reconstructed her Sword Spirit Body and the Sword Master's remnant soul disappeared, the Sword Qi Corridor would inevitably become unstable.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Once it collapsed, all the remnant souls of the Sword Land cultivators inside would completely vanish, leaving no trace behind.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Their legacies would be lost forever, which would be a great pity.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The best solution was to bring them all into the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, to Su Jingzhen's surprise, Zhang Xiu soon led them to another familiar tomb - it was the tomb of the Shadow Sword Immortal.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A large crowd of three to four hundred people had gathered here.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Above the tomb, a black pillar of light rose into the dim sky, accompanied by an aura that was both holy and sinister.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">It was as if an incomparable power was awakening within.