Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 245 - 245 244 Discoursing on the Dao While Sitting

245: Chapter 244: Discoursing on the Dao While Sitting 245: Chapter 244: Discoursing on the Dao While Sitting “Ye Xuan, you promised me in the past, do you now intend to break your word?” The Moon God’s face was deathly pale as she desperately fought for a glimmer of hope for her life.

“Indeed, I did promise you, but that promise was only to take you back to the Earth Immortal Realm.

Now that my promise has been fulfilled, naturally you cannot stay.” Ye Xuan’s voice was cold and menacing, the Taiyi Immortal Light swirling around him, clearly about to extinguish the young woman’s life in the next instant.

Trembling, the Moon God cried out, “Ye Daoist, there is a Blood Covenant that you have planted within my Sea of Consciousness.

I will definitely not reveal your secrets.”

“You are mistaken, only the dead can keep secrets.”

Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, his palm drawing up the Taiyi Immortal Light, and he ferociously directed it toward the young woman’s glabella, clearly intending to destroy both her physical body and shatter her Divine Soul—such a method would ensure absolute certainty.

“Wait!”

Suddenly, the Moon God let out a trembling scream and said, “If you spare me, the Guanghan Fairy will owe you a favor.”

Hum!

One inch, just one inch short, and Ye Xuan’s palm halted.

“Favor?” Ye Xuan’s eyes were enigmatic as he murmured.

“Yes, it’s the Guanghan Fairy’s favor.”

The Moon God bit her lips tightly, fearful that Ye Xuan would lash out without warning, and she hurriedly explained, “Within the Three Realms, although the Guanghan Fairy lives alone in the Moon Palace, she is the most beautiful woman of the Three Realms.

If you face any difficulty in the future, just seek her assistance and she will surely be able to help you out.”

Looking at the Moon God’s pale face, Ye Xuan’s eyes slightly narrowed, and the aura of killing intent that enveloped him slowly began to dissipate, softly allowing the Moon God to breathe a sigh of relief—at least temporarily secure in regard to her life.

“Have a woman solve my problems?”

Ye Xuan slowly shook his head, a self-deprecating smile on his face as his eyes drifted, his thoughts unknown.

“Ye Xuan, do not underestimate the Guanghan Fairy.

She is an ancient goddess.

You’ve just entered the Earth Immortal Realm; it’s always better to have more friends than enemies,” the Moon God advised.

“You’re mistaken.

I, Ye Xuan, will never allow a woman to shelter me.

I’m not killing you because I want you to witness how I, Ye Xuan, will step by step ascend to the pinnacle and look down upon the Heaven and Earth Three Realms.”

Ye Xuan’s smile was cold.

As his sleeves fluttered, he once again confined the Moon God into the Sumeru Space.

Ye Xuan was a man of pride, and furthermore, a man willing to resort to any means to achieve his goals.

Just as the Moon God said, it’s better to make more friends than enemies, but Ye Xuan absolutely did not need a woman to shelter him.

He pondered for a long time and realized that killing the Moon God, although it would keep his secrets safe, would be of no benefit to him.

And the Guanghan Fairy, being the foremost fairy of the Three Realms—if he could use this young woman effectively, it could greatly assist his plans.

Indeed, to use her!

Ye Xuan’s thoughts were simple: having this Moon God as a bridge, he would be able to reach the Guanghan Fairy, and even make use of her, the foremost fairy of the Three Realms, to do some things he currently couldn’t do himself.

In Ye Xuan’s eyes, a woman was merely an instrument that could become his plaything and even more, a lethal weapon in his hands.

Moreover, Ye Xuan looked down on the Guanghan Fairy from the bottom of his heart, presuming her cultivation was not exceptionally profound; it was merely her beauty, unparalleled in the Three Realms, that caused all the immortals and even the Jade Emperor to lust after her to no avail.

Ye Xuan admitted that when he first saw the Moon God transformed into the Guanghan Fairy, he, too, was beside himself with desire and even wanted to press the Guanghan Fairy beneath him and ravage her thoroughly.

Ye Xuan did not shy away from this fact, for he was a man, and men have desires; if he were devoid of desire, he would no longer be a man.

But Ye Xuan would never prostrate himself before a woman, even if she were the number one fairy in the Three Realms.

That was where he differed from the group of immortals and the Jade Emperor.

Now, Ye Xuan had three matters to attend to.

The first was to escort the Moon God to the Moon Palace to meet this so-called Guanghan Fairy, in preparation for his next plan.

The second task was to personally visit the Changsheng Immortal Palace.

The Southern Changsheng Heavenly Venerate seemed to favor him, which presented a fine opportunity to enhance his influence.

As for the third matter, it was to meet with the three thousand Heavenly River water troops under his command.

If he could not recognize his own Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, it would prove that Ye Xuan was a failure.

Moreover, Ye Xuan knew that although his title as the True Monarch who Subdues Demons and Manifests Sanctity sounded impressive, it meant nothing in Heaven and was not on par with the True Monarch Erlang at the Guan River Mouth.

After all, True Monarch Erlang was a famous War God between Heaven and Earth, a disciple of one of the Ancient Twelve Golden Immortals, Yu Ding, and a third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect.

With such powerful cultivation and Daoist lineage behind him, who in the Heaven and Earth Three Realms would dare provoke him?

Ye Xuan, however, had no foundation and had established a foothold in the Heavenly Court only through telling grand lies.

Above him were the Nine Luminaries Star Lords and the Marshal commanding one hundred thousand Heavenly River water troops; Ye Xuan still had to heed the dispatches of these Immortals.

However, Ye Xuan was not disheartened because he held his trump cards and had a series of plans.

As long as he moved steadily forward, he could surely stand proudly at the very pinnacle.

After organizing his thoughts in Luanyun Palace, Ye Xuan rode a lucky cloud directly to the Changsheng Immortal Palace.

Changsheng Immortal Palace.

Endless bridges of clouds, a profusion of auspicious vapors.

Amidst the billowing mist of the cloud sea, Immortal Cranes danced and circled, presenting a sight so exquisitely beautiful that one could not look away.

Upon Ye Xuan’s arrival on his cloud, two Immortal Children emerged from the Changsheng Immortal Palace, bowed to Ye Xuan, and said, “Our teacher has ordered us to greet the True Monarch.

Please allow us to entertain you inside.”

Leading the way for Ye Xuan, the two Immortal Children guided him into the Changsheng Immortal Palace.

“Ye Daoist, I have been waiting for you for a long time!”

In the Changsheng Immortal Palace, where the air was thick with immortal mist, the Southern Changsheng Heavenly Venerate was sitting on a mat, having already prepared Immortal Tea.

He smiled warmly at Ye Xuan.

As the Immortal Children left, the doors of the grand hall slowly closed.

Ye Xuan, with a smile on his face, took a seat opposite the Changsheng Heavenly Venerate and said, “You are the Changsheng Heavenly Venerate of the South, a person of great status in Heaven, one whom even the Jade Emperor treats with a degree of respect.

My uninvited visit today is presumptuous, and I hope you will not take offense.”

Ye Xuan’s words were sincere, and his aura of Daoist embodiment was lofty, naturally endearing himself to the Changsheng Heavenly Venerate.

“Daoist friend jests; we both follow the path of Taoism.

I wonder if you are a person of the Chan Sect or the Jie Sect?”

Although the Changsheng Heavenly Venerate had a favorable impression of Ye Xuan, differences in Daoist lineage necessitated certain distinctions in treatment.

If Ye Xuan were from the Jie Sect, he would naturally keep a certain distance.

“I am not a person of either school.

Back in ancient times, I only followed the natural way of the Heavenly Dao,” Ye Xuan had prepared his response well in advance and now spoke smoothly.

“Oh?”

The Changsheng Heavenly Venerate’s eyes brightened, and his tone warmed considerably as he said, “As a newcomer to the Heavenly Court, although you are a Taiyin Mystic Immortal, if you are willing, you could join our Chan Sect.

That would indeed be an act of great merit.”