The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 950 - 522: Then, Let’s Set Out

At this moment, Ning Xiaoxian sighed deeply and took out an object the size of a melon seed, emitting a faint green glow from the tree core. This was the seed of the Spring Blossoms and Autumn Fruits; this miraculous tree never relied on its fruit for reproduction and growth. In the world, there would only ever be one Spring Blossoms and Autumn Fruits tree in existence.

After the seed was taken out, the small tree showed further signs of decline. The soil had waited for half a year, and now, without hesitation, dragged the entire tree into the ground, stirring it thoroughly, consuming the remaining debris of the trunk clean.

Ning Xiaoxian sat for a while on the swing in the long corridor before rising to go to the lower level.

Only two Bright Pearls were used as lamps here, the light dim, unable to illuminate the black figure in the center of the great hall.

Changtian maintained an upright sitting posture for half a year, not speaking, not moving, unaware. During these over one hundred eighty days, she would come in three times a day.

"Mr. Yan said I should go east." She stroked the Black Stone handrail, muttering, "The message sent by Ning Yu also mentioned the King Jinghai Mansion. If it is the will of Heaven, should I not go against it?"

Her face showed a cunning smile: "This isn’t evading obligations, breaking my promise. Look, I just promised you not to leave Hidden Stream within half a year. Now that the half-year period is up, the one not keeping the promise should be you."

Changtian did not move.

She pouted and said: "Alright, I admit I got tired of staying in Bashe Forest for half a year. Now I finally understand why the demons of Hidden Stream have such violent temperaments; facing trees and flowers every day, no matter how spectacular and beautiful, looking at them for a hundred years, two hundred years, surely would be exhausting. Look at me, I’m back to seeing flowers as flowers, trees as trees. Hehe, do you think I could go out for a walk? Anyway, since Heavenly Dao sent you on a Divine Travel, surely it would also include a return ticket, right? When your Primordial Spirit returns, you will definitely be able to find me directly."

"If you don’t speak, I’ll take your silence as consent. When you come back, you can’t scold me for this matter!"

After quite some time, the God Demon Prison remained silent.

"I knew you would agree. Rest assured, I will take Qi Zai with me—Tu Jin is also in seclusion like you—protecting oneself well. Mr. Yan and Ning Yu both said that my eastward journey would undoubtedly ’fulfill my wishes.’ Actually, my true wish has always been only one."

She gazed at him for a long time before her smile faded: "Changtian, I only wish you could escape from prison and regain your freedom. For this wish, I am willing to give up anything."

The handsome face before her was mostly hidden in the dim light, his eyes slightly closed.

Hmph, without your Primordial Spirit, what’s with the deep act? She couldn’t see clearly but felt overwhelmingly tempted. Even sticking her lip to his just to see if it was still as soft as it was in the past would be nice.

Her longing for him grew like a poisonous herb, increasing day by day. Just looking at him made her fingertips itch intensely.

She raised her hand, wanting to touch his eyes, his eyebrows, his lips, but hesitated and still didn’t dare to touch him, just as in the past one hundred eighty some days.

Why haven’t you returned yet? She had long been accustomed to his companionship, and now, once finishing her daily tasks, she felt utterly exhausted in body and mind.

She was alone, truly very tired.

The faint resentment in her heart finally transformed into a long sigh. Ning Xiaoxian cast a Cleaning Technique for him, then turned and walked out.

Even the Pill Furnace Qiongqi had long been taken out of the God Demon Prison by her. This layer was no longer filled with voices, only the dim light remained.

Since Changtian hadn’t returned, she decided to finally step out of Hidden Stream.

Her decision was communicated to everyone by that evening. He Sect Leader hurried over, frowning, "Isn’t this inappropriate? The Divine Monarch is in seclusion; you should not leave Hidden Stream."

"Staying in Hidden Stream might be uneventful but would miss an opportunity." She shook her head, "Ning Yu’s hexagram is always very accurate; based solely on his divination of ’fulfilling one’s wishes,’ I have to try my luck. You and I both know what my biggest wish is."

He Sect Leader was silent at last, worriedly said, "But the journey is too far, if something goes wrong in between, it would be difficult for Hidden Sect to send aid, even Tu Jin hasn’t come out of seclusion..."

In order to digest the soul power of ten thousand cultivators, Tu Jin originally said he’d be in seclusion for only four months, but it turned out he hadn’t come out even now. But Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t wait any longer, otherwise, she would miss the birthday banquet at the King Jinghai Mansion. From the Ba Snake Mountain Range to the Central part of the Southern Continent, even with Qi Zai’s pace, three months would be a bit tight.