Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 804 - 623 Underworld + - 624 100,000 Incense

Chapter 804: Chapter 623 Underworld + Chapter 624 100,000 Incense

"Is that... the Red Lotus Divine Envoy?"

Yu Changsheng barely managed to recover, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Su Youxian’s expression was less slick and worldly, replaced by a sharp calmness as he pondered, "To be precise, this is a seasoned Divine Envoy who has mastered the Fire Shadow Clone. He can wield the Sin-cutting Divine Fire—it’s incredibly tough to handle."

If Zhou Ping’an hadn’t casually waved his hand earlier to send everyone out of the fire circle, they might have been trapped. If forced into a desperate battle, escaping would have been an uncertain prospect.

What’s truly frustrating is that even if they risked everything to kill their opponent, all they’d manage to destroy would be a Fire Shadow Clone. Strictly speaking, the enemy merely loses a bit of Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

It’s a serious loss when you think about it.

All of this is still thanks to Yu Changsheng and Su Youxian doing good deeds throughout their lives, rarely entangled in worldly disputes, so they don’t carry much karma.

For someone who indiscriminately slaughtered innocents and committed countless evils, their spirit and Qi-Blood might be burned away in an instant when touched by the Karmic Fire, entirely consumed by its flames...

Yet Zhou Ping’an could stand amidst the raging flame of the Karmic Fire Divine Flame, completely unaffected. He even managed to devour the fire and, with one move, obliterated the Divine Envoy’s clone into ashes.

This is simply incomprehensible.

"Indeed, for the capable, nothing is impossible. General Zhou’s techniques are beyond this old Taoist’s reach."

Su Youxian suppressed the bitterness in his heart, his expression subtly melancholy. He could only feel the waves of the Li River pushing forward endlessly, each surge stronger than the last.

Had he finally grown old?

"Old-timer, why are you even comparing yourself to Master Ping’an? Instead of brooding, you’d be better off eating a couple of chicken legs and enjoying the rest of your days—that’s the proper way to live."

Yu Changsheng teased his own master with a beaming grin, intentionally rubbing salt into his wounds.

When she spoke, her words were carefree and unrestrained: "Master Ping’an is a rare genius of a millennium; tricks of the Red Lotus Sect like this are like child’s play to him. He sees through them at a glance, learns them, and certainly won’t fall for them."

"You’ve changed, Little Fish."

Su Youxian sighed deeply, covering his face with his hand, his heart filled with despondency.

The little girl who used to look at him with adoring, worshipful eyes—

She was gone.

See her gaze? It hadn’t changed, but the person she was looking at had.

Zhou Ping’an chuckled softly, but when his eyes met Yu Changsheng’s gaze, he felt a slight pang of guilt for some reason.

So, this was how grand and towering he appeared in Uncle Master Yu’s mind?

Listen, just listen.

"A rare genius of a millennium."

That praise—tsk, tsk...

But it’s fine this way. How he managed to withstand the invasion of the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, and even absorb it for his own use, was effortlessly glossed over by Yu Changsheng.

Who knows if she did it intentionally or unintentionally.

As Zhou Ping’an looked at Yu Changsheng’s radiant and cheerful face, he couldn’t immediately determine whether this Uncle Master was playing dumb or not.

"The Northwest area—it should be the Underworld Taoist of the Six Paths Reincarnation Sect. This demon is sinister and ruthless, with a reputation spanning two cycles of sixty years. He carries the blood debts of tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of lives. He’s cultivated the Underworld Demon Skill, dissolving corpses into water, truly heinous. This time, we cannot let him escape."

Yu Changsheng’s smile dimmed as she recalled the polluted demonic aura from the western part of the city.

Upon hearing Zhou Ping’an’s judgment, she immediately narrowed down the suspect: "The Underworld Taoist operates in the eerie and ghostly domain. If he wants to hide in Chitong County City, he’s most likely set up an establishment like a coffin shop or a paper effigy store—those kinds of shady businesses.

On the main street, which is filled with wealth and nobility, such shops would never be allowed to open. Therefore, the most probable location would be against the city’s wall."

So, was Uncle Yu deliberately feigning her mannerisms?

Seeing her analyze the situation so seriously, it was almost as if she’d witnessed it firsthand. Simply relying on a few bits of information, she had already locked onto the vicious demon path cultivator, their Cloud Water nemesis.

Not only did Zhou Ping’an feel impressed and in awe,

Even her master, Su Youxian, couldn’t help but rub his eyes several times, taking another careful look at his young disciple.

He couldn’t help but wonder: could high cultivation levels also affect the brain?

That saying, "After three days apart, look at someone with new eyes," seemed overly apt—but the change in her was simply too drastic.

"Am I correct, Master Ping’an?"

Yu Changsheng grinned smugly.

Her adorable, slightly foolish demeanor reappeared, her aura of mastery lasting only three seconds.

"Impressive, truly impressive."

Zhou Ping’an gave her a thumbs-up.

He said with a smile, "Since Uncle Yu has already deduced the enemy’s identity and hiding place, I’ll leave the opportunity to avenge the real Sect Master to you."

"Ah..."

Yu Changsheng looked a little dumbfounded.

"What ’ah’ are you making? Do you need an ox to slaughter a chicken? To deal with this Real Person of the Underworld, does General Zhou really need to step in personally? It’s merely a mid-stage True Martial Realization Realm cultivator. Your realms are the same, and your True Cloud Crane Form is the pinnacle of its kind. How many in the same realm could possibly defeat you?"

Su Youxian sourly reminded his young disciple.

Wake up, silly girl—you’re already immensely strong.

Far stronger than me, your master, in fact.

Taking down the Real Person of the Underworld is no different than swatting flies. Go ahead, don’t hold back.

Thinking about this, Su Youxian felt a bit dejected again.

Losing to Zhou Ping’an was one thing. But his own hundred-plus years of cultivation—

Where did it go wrong? Now it seemed even the little girl he raised could outmatch him.

Indeed, with his limited abilities, it was better to enjoy a few bowls of warm liquor and chicken legs as proper comforts.

All the fighting and killing—

It just wasn’t suitable for him.

These thoughts lingered.