Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 818: 837: Transformation of Mindset

Chapter 818: Chapter 837: Transformation of Mindset

“Ah!”

A sigh through eternity, leaving only sorrow behind, Master Puti’s eyes were cloudy as he patted Ye Xuan’s shoulder and shook his head, walking away.

Ye Xuan knelt weakly on the ground, staring blankly at the Five-Colored Divine Stone in his hand, seeming as if his soul had vanished, speechless and motionless.

The wind was strong that day, the sky over Fangcun Mountain was also gray and murky. Perhaps moved by heaven and earth, a torrential rain poured down, not only drenching Fangcun Mountain but also immersing Ye Xuan in the downpour.

Raindrops pouring, thunder roaring, amidst the misty rain, only the Five-Colored Divine Stone glowed, reflecting in Ye Xuan’s dry, spiritless eyes.

Day rose, moon set, stars shifted — perhaps a day had passed, or perhaps a year. The sky was bright blue and clear, the sun hung high in the Heavenly Vault. A dazzling ray of sunlight bathed the peak of Fangcun Mountain, piercing into Ye Xuan’s eyes.

Ye Xuan, like an ancient rock, finally moved. He first supported himself on the ground with his arms, seeming to muster all his strength to stand up.

A slight smile curled at the corner of Ye Xuan’s lips as he looked up at the azure Heavenly Vault, seeing the millions of miles of cracked sky, where the twinkling stars and vast galaxy appeared splendid beyond compare.

Hum!

Void ripple, waves unfurled. Ye Xuan stored the Five-Colored Divine Stone in the Sumeru Space, then once more transformed into the appearance of Qingming Buddha, and thus step by step walked down the mountain.

…

On Mountain of Mind and Heart, at Three Star Cave.

Ye Xuan, clad in a moon white monk robe, stood side by side with Master Puti. A gentle breeze broke the calm between them.

“Have you truly decided?” Master Puti asked softly.

“Yes.” Ye Xuan nodded slightly.

“You have provoked the killing intent of Saints, making the whole world your enemy, with every step fraught with danger. This Five-Colored Divine Stone can help you acquire Heavenly Mending Merit, which is your last chance. I once told you, as long as you abandon Undying Immortal Scripture, you will still be able to reach Quasi-Saint in ten thousand years. At that time, with merit to become a Saint, you naturally need not fear the Six Saints.” Master Puti sighed heavily.

“I haven’t reached that point yet, I still don’t want to give up.” Ye Xuan gazed across heaven and earth, a smile hanging on his face, though his smile was resolute and indifferent, as if he had undergone some kind of transformation.

This transformation is indescribable and inexplicable, yet it truly exists, brought on by Sun Wukong’s death. Ye Xuan underwent a change that no one could imagine. This change is hard to say if it’s good or bad, but it pointed out a path that Ye Xuan once didn’t want to walk.

“I am leaving. Take care, old man. Should you need me, let me know at any time.”

Ye Xuan waved his hand, strolling towards the distance, but his sudden carefree demeanor made Master Puti pause slightly, gazing at Ye Xuan’s receding figure with complexity.

“What happened to him?” Master Puti muttered to himself and then sighed before returning to Three Star Cave.

…

The heavens are boundless, the earth limitless.

Ye Xuan sometimes strolled amidst the clouds of the Heavenly Vault, sometimes traversing the vast earth, but he already had a direction, firmly and unyieldingly moving towards that place.

Seven days later!

Ye Xuan stood at the foot of a mountain, his body seemingly illusory and boundless. Occasionally, Witch Clan members could be seen coming and going among the mountains, yet none of them noticed his presence.

A Heavenly Gate, Witch Light shimmered. This was the essential pathway to the Ancestral Land of the Witch Clan. Countless Great Witches traveled between the outer world and the Witch Clan’s Ancestral Land, with rough laughter often echoing from the mouths of the Witch Clan’s people.

Since the battle between the Two Heavenly Courts, the Witch Clan had become the greatest beneficiaries, with its members roaming the Three Realms. They spread the Witch Clan Daoist lineage and rapidly expanded their power, so much so that the so-called Ancient Demon Court could no longer threaten them.

Of the Ancient Twelve Ancestor Witches, although only six had appeared, with the remaining six whereabouts unknown, under the leadership of the six, few in the Three Realms dared challenge the Witch Clan.

The Ancient Demon Court suffered severe damage, with the Two Demon Emperors secluded and the Thirty-Three Layered Heaven vanishing from sight. The mysterious vast Underworld, burdened by the countless departed, was too preoccupied subduing this catastrophe to participate in the Three Realms’ disputes.

As for the Chan and Jie sects, along with the Western Sect, they are entirely unable to contend with the Witch Clan. Moreover, in this era, the Witch Clan is not as domineering as in the Primordial times, focusing solely on expanding their power, subtly becoming the foremost Daoist lineage of the Three Realms.

Ye Xuan gazed at the Witch Clan’s Heavenly Gate, a brilliant smile appearing on his face. No one knew what he was thinking, only a cold glint in his eyes.

Hum!

Void changed, all laws were traceless. Ye Xuan took a step into the Witch Clan’s Heavenly Gate, and the two Great Witches guarding it did not perceive anyone had slipped into their Ancestral Land.

Witch Clan Heaven and Earth!

Vast mountains, sky-high and earth-wide, Twelve Ancestor Witch Mountains stood solemnly. In the vast land, Primordial Giant Beasts roamed; in the boundless sky, ancient birds soared.

Witch Clan’s blood energy roiled the sky, and from time to time, the sound of the Witch Clan chanting scriptures could be heard.

Ye Xuan strolled within the void. With his current cultivation, he could completely feel the terror of the Witch Clan Ancestral Land. Within those six Ancestor Witch Mountains were six extremely fearsome auras, evidently the Six Ancestor Witches who had appeared.

On his way, Ye Xuan saw the ancient witch Chi You, who once battled him, and the Sword Demon cultivating Witchcraft. Yet Ye Xuan felt no fluctuations, as if he came here seeking someone he never wanted to face, but had to confront.

Guanghan Fairy Chang’e!

Indeed, Ye Xuan came to the Witch Clan Ancestral Land seeking Guanghan Fairy, which was his purpose here.

A towering peak penetrated the clouds, its surrounding cloud sea splendid beyond compare. When Ye Xuan, hands behind his back, observed this peak, his cold gaze intensified.

Dong!

With a step, void rippled, Ye Xuan disappeared instantly, heading towards this towering peak, because there was someone he wanted to see, someone he had to face.

Wind and rain at the pinnacle, standing tall.

A stone house, a cassia tree, a beauty stood beneath the cassia tree. As the wild wind swept across the land, the fragrance of cassia blossoms wafted across the peak, causing her garments to dance with the wind.

She was Guanghan Fairy, the foremost Goddess of the Three Realms, famed for her beauty that overshadowed the Three Realms. No gods, demons, or ghosts could resist her allure, not even the Jade Emperor or Da Yi of yesteryear, both utterly entranced by her.

“Master, the wind has picked up, you should return inside.” The Jade Rabbit transformed into human form, quietly appearing beside Chang’e, a worried look on its face.

“Indeed, the wind has picked up.”

Guanghan Fairy gazed at the heavens, a bitter smile on her face, yet her body remained unmoved, her eyes somewhat hollow, pondering unknown thoughts in her heart.