Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 269 - 269 268 Test

269: Chapter 268: Test 269: Chapter 268: Test Everyone’s path is trodden by themselves, whether good or bad, whether sad or tragic, some proudly ascend to the Nine Heavens, while others are as lowly as ants.

It was the sudden appearance of Ye Xuan that drastically changed the expressions of the Medicine Slave and Li Jiangliu, but when Li Jiangliu beheld Ye Xuan’s visage, he became utterly stupefied, shaking uncontrollably.

“The kindness of the past shall be repaid today, come with me,” said Ye Xuan with the calm of a light breeze and untainted by worldly dust.

“You…

who are you?” The Medicine Slave cried out in terror.

Bang!

All of a sudden, Li Jiangliu prostrated on the ground, continuously kowtowing to Ye Xuan, tears streaming from his eyes, his voice trembling intensely.

“True Monarch, your disciple always knew you would come back.”

Looking at Li Jiangliu’s trembling figure, Ye Xuan’s expression remained calm as he spoke in a deep voice, “One must repay the debt of a life saved; this is the good karma between us.

I have come today to return this favor.”

Hum!

With a swipe of his hand through the air, the void took on a form, and a beam of Immortal Light from Ye Xuan enveloped Li Jiangliu’s body, ready to take him away from this place.

“Please, True Monarch, have mercy and take him with us too,” Li Jiangliu pleaded to Ye Xuan aloud, and the Medicine Slave, instantly enlightened, kept kowtowing to Ye Xuan, begging to be rescued.

Regrettably, Ye Xuan’s expression remained undisturbed as he calmly said, “I have come today to take you away because of the kindness you once showed me.

What have the lives or deaths of others to do with me?”

Hum!

Ye Xuan’s Immortal Light shone, and in an instant, he disappeared from the Elixir Medicine Pavilion with Li Jiangliu, unaware of the resentment and fury that filled the eyes of the Medicine Slave left behind, his fists clenched tight.

“This is not good.

Li Jiangliu has been rescued, and my ancestor master will surely be furious.

Without Li Jiangliu to take the medicine for me, I fear I will not survive three days.”

The Medicine Slave’s voice trembled as he hurriedly knocked on the grand doors of the Elixir Medicine Pavilion, hoping to summon the red-robed Daoist and inform him of Li Jiangliu’s rescue.

Atop Jiuhua Peak.

With Immortal Light shrouding him, Ye Xuan strolled through the void while Li Jiangliu followed closely, tethered by his guidance.

When Li Jiangliu saw the banquet set up below, a shade of sorrow appeared in his eyes.

“True Monarch, Jiangliu begs you to wait a moment; your disciple wishes to glimpse Sister Cai’er for one last time,” Li Jiangliu implored with a tremble in his voice.

Upon hearing Li Jiangliu’s words, Ye Xuan’s brows slightly furrowed and he said, “Ah, more affairs of the heart, how utterly uninteresting.”

“Since you wish to make a final farewell, I shall indulge you.”

Ye Xuan sat in meditation in the void, silent and still, his eyes opening and closing only to reveal a trace of indifferent color.

Regarding Sister Cai’er in Li Jiangliu’s words, Ye Xuan, who had sifted through the memories of menial disciples, naturally knew of this woman.

Yin Cai’er was the daughter of a Profound Immortal of Jiuhua Immortal Sect; her cultivation talents were average, but indeed, her beauty was exceedingly enchanting, indeed a rare gem.

That Li Jiangliu was infatuated with this woman was nothing strange.

Li Jiangliu bowed in gratitude to Ye Xuan then stood quietly by his side, waiting for the appearance of his beloved.

With Ye Xuan at his side, his Immortal Law shielding the heavens, naturally, no one could detect their presence.

As an hour passed, amidst the sounds of firecrackers, a pair of newlyweds emerged from Jiuhua Hall.

Yin Cai’er, draped in a Nine Phoenix Wedding Robe, graced the world with her fair and dewy skin, and whenever she frowned or smiled, she bestowed upon others a sense of stunning awe.

Beside the woman stood a young man of heroic bearing, clad in groom’s attire, who was currently holding Liu Cai’er’s jade hand and expressing gratitude to the visiting guests.

“Yan…

Yan Yunfei…

How…

How could it be him?”

Li Jiangliu’s face turned ashen the moment he laid eyes on the scene; his fists clenched tight, his teeth grinding noisily against each other, and the look in his eyes, as he gazed upon Yan Yunfei, was filled with overwhelming hatred.

Five years ago, in the grand Sect competition, it was Yan Yunfei who had crippled his cultivation, and that event had set off a series of inconceivable happenings, which ultimately led to his punishment by the Sect, condemning him to the Elixir Medicine Pavilion to live a lowly life as a Medicine Slave.

Li Jiangliu had never imagined that the woman he loved most would end up marrying his nemesis!

“Why, Sister Cai’er, why would you marry him?” Li Jiangliu murmured disconsolately, a great unwillingness filling his eyes.

As Ye Xuan watched Li Jiangliu’s dispirited figure, he let out a disdainful chuckle, yet another romantic fool trapped by love.

And it seemed Li Jiangliu still hadn’t grasped that his current predicament was intimately connected to this woman.

“You owe me your life, so I’ll grant you one wish, anything you desire,” Ye Xuan voiced calmly.

“What…

what do I desire?” Li Jiangliu murmured, bemused.

“Supreme cultivation, the woman you yearn for, and the awe of everyone in the Jiuhua Immortal Sect,” Ye Xuan declared.

“But I must tell you, you only have this one opportunity.

I hope you’ll consider it carefully.

Once you’ve repaid your debt to me, you and I will have no further connection; whether you live or die in the future will have nothing to do with me.”

Ye Xuan spoke evenly, leaving the choice in Li Jiangliu’s hands.

How he would choose, it was entirely up to him.

Hearing Ye Xuan’s words, Li Jiangliu’s face flushed with emotion, and he almost agreed immediately.

But upon seeing the inscrutable depths of Ye Xuan’s eyes, the words that reached his lips were swallowed back.

For in Ye Xuan’s gaze, he discerned a flicker of disappointment and a hint of contempt, which swiftly cooled Li Jiangliu’s agitated spirit.

As if a voice from the depths of the cosmos told him, should he choose so, he would likely live in regret for the rest of his life.

Seeing Li Jiangliu’s silent, wordless state, Ye Xuan smiled knowingly and sent forth a dappling of Immortal Light that enveloped him, infusing Li Jiangliu’s Eight Extraordinary Meridians with a terrifying power beyond imagination.

“This Immortal Essence will conceal your form and bestow upon you the power of three Heavenly Immortals.

Even the Profound Immortals of Jiuhua won’t be able to detect your presence.

If you’ve made up your mind, come find me at Jue Tian Peak.”

With one last penetrating glance, Ye Xuan disappeared into the void.

…

Atop Jue Tian Peak.

Seated cross-legged, Ye Xuan gazed into the distance at Li Jiangliu and spoke enigmatically: “Truly a base and foolish love affair, don’t disappoint me.”

In truth, Ye Xuan could easily bestow a chance upon Li Jiangliu and then drift away, severing all ties between them.

However, Li Jiangliu was a man who had left a singular impression on Ye Xuan, one that felt eerily familiar.

It wasn’t until he made an effort to remember that he visualized a familiar face in his mind.

Ye Xuan was startled to realize that this person was incredibly similar to Huang the Fatty.

Both possessed a simple love, yet while Huang the Fatty had ultimately turned into an archvillain, Li Jiangliu had not yet undergone such a transformation.

Ye Xuan felt a premonition in the mysterious workings of fate that Li Jiangliu might be of great use to him.

It all depended on whether he could undergo a metamorphosis today.

This was the test that Ye Xuan had set for him.