Urban Undying Lord
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96: Chapter 96 Liu Baiyi (Please Recommend and Collect) 96: Chapter 96 Liu Baiyi (Please Recommend and Collect) Why does the Blood Sea Battlefield exist?

What sparked the great war in Ancient Times?

Who is Yuan Mo?

What purpose do the Primordial Spirit and Blood Sea Illusion have for him?

Behind that massive door, is it really the Earth Immortal Realm as the legend says?

Ahead lay layers of thick fog, filled with unknowns and uncertainties; Ye Xuan did not arrogantly believe that he was some sort of main character favored by Heaven and Earth.

There was no so-called destiny bestowing him luck.

Perhaps, one misstep could lead to his eternal doom, never to escape from perpetual oblivion—and that was the last thing Ye Xuan wished to witness.

Perhaps some had forgotten that Ye Xuan was ruthless, sinister, and deviously cunning, giving off an air of someone experienced beyond his years.

But in fact, he was just eighteen years old.

At eighteen, others were growing up happily under their parents’ protection, while Ye Xuan’s eighteenth year led him down a path filled with blood and thorns.

This path was rugged and difficult to navigate, yet it was Ye Xuan’s only choice.

Because Ye Xuan did not want to die—he just wanted to live on!

When he annihilated the Nangong Family, the ripple in Ye Xuan’s heart that stirred up as he killed the last child was a clear sign of the emerging Heart Demon; Ye Xuan had never encountered anything like it before.

Logically speaking, Ye Xuan’s cultivation, gained by devouring Blood Soul Essence, under the influence of the Undying Immortal Scripture, had reached the Transcendance Tribulation Stage; he did not have a great need for spiritual energy.

But in this world, with every gain comes a loss.

His rapid advancement in cultivation came at the cost of having no spiritual energy to suppress within him, and when the Heart Demon arose, he feared a tremendous upheaval might occur.

“Mr.

Ye, the Spiritual Spring will dry up in three years.

If you wish to harvest it, I am willing to yield it to you,” seeing Ye Xuan’s silence, Xue Ji took the opportunity to speak, probing his reaction.

Ye Xuan returned from his reverie and looked at Xue Ji with an increasingly profound gaze.

It made Xue Ji tense, a great sense of nervousness emerging within her.

“No need.”

Suddenly turning around, Ye Xuan drifted away, bringing relief to a worried Xue Ji.

However, watching Ye Xuan’s receding figure, her eyes flickered with a hint of strangeness.

Hum!

The spring water rippled, and the spiritual energy surged; Xue Ji transformed herself into a Bai Lian and took root in the center of the Spiritual Spring, plunging the whole cave into silence.

…

Where Ye Xuan was, no law could invade.

As a cultivator at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, concealing his movements was an extremely simple task for Ye Xuan.

He merged into the void, doubling back stealthily.

Seeing Xue Ji reveal her true form as Bai Lian, a strange bloody light flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, Ye Xuan never had any intention of leaving because he had never trusted Xue Ji from the beginning.

As a cultivator, although Ye Xuan had never encountered spiritual energy, he was knowledgeable about many fundamental aspects.

The spiritual energy in the spring was faint to the extreme.

How could it be possible for Xue Ji to transform into human form in merely five hundred years?

Ye Xuan was certain that there was a mastermind behind Xue Ji and that this person was the key to her transformation into a demon.

Ye Xuan never lacked patience.

He sat cross-legged in the void, indifferently observing the Bai Lian in the spring water, silently waiting for the person behind Xue Ji to appear.

Time flew swiftly; after seven full days, ripples danced across the water and Bai Lian turned back into Xue Ji, who walked out of the cave without having interacted with anyone.

Watching all this unfold, Ye Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn’t help but question himself—had he guessed wrong?

Wait!

Ye Xuan strongly believed in his intuition.

He was convinced that there was a significant issue with this important place; it was just that he hadn’t discovered it yet.

The sun rose, and the moon set, in an endless cycle, as time marched on day by day.

Xue Ji spent her days either cultivating in the stone cave or playing the zither in the bamboo forest, with no other activities, a pattern that had persisted for an entire month.

After such a long time had passed, Ye Xuan started to harbor doubts—could it be that he was too suspicious and this woman hadn’t lied to him?

One day, Xue Ji appeared in the cave once again, with an extremely solemn expression on her face, and even set up numerous Spirit Arrays around the spring.

When Ye Xuan saw this scene, his eyes lit up, confirming his suspicion that there was indeed something strange about Xue Ji.

“Master!”

Xue Ji knelt on the ground, bowing to the void.

Hum!

The void rippled, and waves of energy spread, as a scholar dressed in white took shape, rising and falling within the empty space.

“Who would have thought that this world still has Cultivators in it…

Fortunately, my Primordial Spirit scattered into the void, otherwise, if he had discovered me, it could have caused unnecessary complications,” the white-robed scholar said with a sigh.

“Master, did you instruct me not to leave the house this past month to prevent that person from returning unexpectedly?” Xue Ji asked.

“You have barely reached Foundation Establishment, how could you understand the terror of a Cultivator?

Although I can’t discern his Cultivation, I’m sure he’s been watching you in the shadows.

As the saying goes, ‘careful sailing ensures a long voyage.’ After this month has passed, he should have already left,” the white-robed scholar stated with certainty.

Alas, if the two knew that Ye Xuan had not left and had been waiting for a whole month, who knows what they would have felt?

In the void, Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, calmly observing the white-robed scholar, a curious light flickering in his eyes.

Primordial Spirit?

Ye Xuan believed he was not mistaken—this white-robed scholar was indeed a Cultivator’s Primordial Spirit, but he had lost his physical body, and it was only because of this Spiritual Spring that he had managed to cling to survival until now.

“Master, you once said that without nature’s spiritual energy, Cultivators simply couldn’t exist in this world.

How is it, then, that this man remains unaffected?” Xue Ji questioned.

The body of the white-robed scholar was ethereal, but when his eyes opened and closed, a flash of excitement appeared.

“This person has a high level of Cultivation, but is entangled by resentful spirits and lacks any trace of Spiritual Energy inside him.

If I’m not mistaken, his Cultivation is gained through the absorption of living beings’ Blood Qi, similar in essence to the Blood Qi Transfer Technique I created back in the day.”

Clap clap clap!

Suddenly,

A series of applause broke the silence, making both their expressions shift drastically as they turned toward the source of the sound.

As air swirled and the void took shape, in the startled gazes of the two, Ye Xuan revealed himself, smiling at the white-robed scholar.

“I’ve always believed in a saying—the world is vast, and in the long river of its vast history, there are always some extraordinary talents who stand out, stunning all living beings, and becoming the protagonists of an era.”

As Ye Xuan spoke, he paused briefly, his voice taking on a strange and enigmatic tone, “Could it be that brother is one such talent?”

Time seemed to halt, and space appeared to freeze.

As they beheld Ye Xuan’s visage, Xue Ji’s complexion turned pale as if her soul had left her body, while the white-robed scholar looked bitter, a hint of despair flashing in his eyes.

“Ye Xuan, don’t do anything rash.”

Suddenly,

The tense atmosphere shattered as Xue Ji instantly stood in front of the white-robed scholar, her gaze towards Ye Xuan filled with desperate resolve.