The moon was bright and the stars sparse. A chilling cold wind blew past the hills.
The cedar forest was filled with the smell of blood. A young man in Daoist robes ran through the forest swiftly. Tripping over the twisted intertwining roots, he fell harshly onto the snow covered ground. The youth that he was carrying on his back, who was even younger than he was, also tumbled to the ground.
The young man crawled two steps on his knees and pulled that person back into his arms again.
“—Shidi! Shidi, don’t die!!” The exposed skin of the person in his arms looked like it had been burned by fire, still dripping with blood. Even on that naturally pretty face, were many unsightly wounds.
The youth man vigorously shook the person in his arms, his wails sounding particularly mournful in the silent forest.
A moment later, a weak, hoarse response traveled through the air.
“…… Stop shaking me.”
The young man froze: “Shi……Shidi?”
Feng Ci shoved the person away. Head tilting and falling to the ground, he began to cough violently.
He felt like his internal organs had all been scorched by fire. A breath of air was stuck in his chest, unable to come out. His airways were filled with the smell and taste of blood.
Yet right at a time like this, there just had to be someone beside him, shaking him desperately.
Almost shaking away the last breath of life he had left.
Feng Ci threw up a mouthful of black blood and gulped for air, finally feeling somewhat better.
It’s already been 3 thousand years since Feng Ci last returned to this world where he was born. The passage of 3 thousand years was enough to change everything he knew beyond recognition. He had imagined the scene of his return many times before, but he has never imagined it like this.
3 thousands years ago, Feng Ci pacified the Four Seas, passed on the techniques he learned from the Heavenly Principles to disciples, and then announced that he was to cast aside his mortal shackles and ascend to the heavens.
— Naturally, this was only an excuse.
The reality was that the war between humans and demons(魔) back then left the cultivation world devastated and wounded. Feng Ci was too lazy to continue dealing with the post-war trifles, so he used ascension as a pretense. Randomly finding a cave and sealing away his physical body, his Divine Conscious left for the Sumeru worlds to enjoy a life of retirement.
According to logic and common sense, now that his Divine Conscious has returned, he should have woken up within the seal.
But right now……
Where’s his physical body???
“Shidi, so you didn’t actually die!” The young man pounced on Feng Ci again. Feng Ci’s physical body right now was really quite injured. Unable to dodge out of the way, he could only endure as the youth slammed into his arms.
There was another wave of intense coughing.
“Sor, sorry!” The youth hastily let him go.
“You coughcough—” It took Feng Ci a while to catch his breath. He asked with a hoarse voice: “Who are you?”
“I’m Meng-Shixiong of course. Shidi, what’s the matter with you? You don’t remember me?” The youth said in panic: “Did the fire cook your brain?”
Saying this, the youth wanted to move closer again. Right now Feng Ci was traumatized by him and hastily backed away.
The youth’s expression instantly became very wounded.
Feng Ci cleared his throat and said tentatively: “I…… I can’t seem to remember anything. What happened here?”
The youth said: “I’m called Meng ChangQing. You’re my Shidi, Lu JingMing. We’re disciples of TianXuan Sect……”
TianXuan Sect was destroyed a few days ago. Within one night, the entire sect full of 300 people suffered heavy casualties. Only Meng ChangQing, Lu JingMing, and around ten other disciples managed to escape and keep their lives.
These ten plus orphans of the TianXuan Sect drifted about homeless outside. Today, they had passed by this place and encountered a strange magic array. The other disciples all perished within the array. Lu JingMing had also fainted after blocking a fatal blow for Meng ChangQing.
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Meng ChangQing had carried him and escaped to this location, never imagining that Lu JingMing would actually wake up miraculously.
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Feng Ci: “……”
Feng Ci: “I’m not your Shidi.”
Meng ChangQing was stunned.
Feng Ci briefly explained what happened and said calmly: “I’m a Divine Spirit, separated from my physical body. Something must have happened to it for me to accidentally possess your Shidi’s dying body. Don’t worry, once I find my physical body, I will return your Shidi’s body back to you.”
Meng ChangQing looked at him blankly. Half a moment later, he raised his hand and touched Feng Ci’s head: “Shidi, did you…… hit your head just now?”
Feng Ci: “………….”
Feng Ci took a long, deep breath. Before he could explain more, a strange, sinister wind started blowing from within the forest.
Behind him, in the depths of the dark woods, balls of ghastly blue flames lit up one after another.
“Ah–!!” Terrified, Meng ChangQing scrambled away frantically, pointing at those flames: “It’s, it’s that thing. It followed over again!”
Feng Ci asked: “This is the thing that killed your fellow sect brothers?”
“It’s our fellow sect brothers!” Meng ChangQing said: “That sinister fire is really powerful. No magic can block it. Water can’t extinguish it. As soon as it touches someone, it starts burning. Luo-Shixiong, Zhou-Shidi and the rest were all burned alive like that!”
Meng ChangQing yanked him forcefully: “Shidi, let’s escape quickly or else it’ll be too late—”
But it was already too late.
The longer the flames burned, the more intense they became. In the blink of an eye, it was already burning right in front of the two people. Meng ChangQing gathered his courage and blocked in the front: “Shidi, you escape first. I’ll hold it off for a while. You’re stronger than me. After you escape, you can help get revenge for me!”
“Isn’t it just an evil array, like I’m scared of you!” Meng ChangQing roared loudly as he reached for the sword hanging on his waist.
But he felt nothing.
He turned his head, only to see that the youth behind him had already taken his sword some time ago and was holding it up and examining it carefully.
“Why escape, scaredy-cat.” The youth spat lazily and drew the sword.
A sword light abruptly flashed through the forest.
Feng Ci held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and stabbed it deeply into the ground.
The pure white glow from the sword created a barrier around them. That aggressively approaching flame collided into the sword’s array and instantly turned into smoke.
The cold light from the sword’s figure illuminated the dark forest like it was daytime.
“You…… you……” Meng ChangQing opened his mouth and then closed it, so astonished that he could barely speak.
The youth half-knelt on the ground, the hem of his burned, tattered clothes fluttered without wind. The wounds on his body were still bleeding. Blood flowed down from his brows to his chin and then slowly dripped onto the snowy ground. Under the pale white light of the sword, the image seemed somewhat eerie.
Noticing his gaze, Feng Ci gave Meng ChangQing a slight smile: “You guys didn’t accidentally stumble into this magic array, right?”
Feng Ci was extremely good at creating arrays. As soon as the sinister fire appeared, he was able to tell. This wasn’t the type of array that would spontaneously attack people, unless……
Someone tried to dispel the array by force.
Feng Ci: “Still not telling the truth?”
“Okay, I’ll talk.” With a guilty conscience, Meng ChangQing didn’t dare to look at him: “Shidi, don’t be angry, but right now there’s no more TianXuan Sect. We are at the end of our ropes and can only come to this LingWu Mountain to try our luck—”
Feng Ci frowned: “What mountain?”
“Ling…… LingWu Mountain.” Meng ChangQing said: “I know the Immortal Alliance has already banned people from setting foot near here, but the sect only had ten plus disciples left. If we don’t obtain the magic treasures inside LingWu Mountain, how can we get revenge? It was our fault for not telling you ahead of time……”
Meng ChangQing gave a long-winded apology. Feng Ci, however, didn’t really know if he should laugh or cry.
LingWu Mountain… was the place where Feng Ci ‘ascended’ 3 thousand years ago.
Back then, he used the pretense of ascension to avoid the world. In order to stop others from disturbing him, he set up hundreds of Disorientation Arrays of various sizes and placed them around LingWu Mountain.
Feng Ci then felt somewhat puzzled: “What’s inside LingWu Mountain that’s worth more than your lives?”
Meng ChangQing stared at him in horror.
He moved in to examine Feng Ci for a long time before finally saying: “Shidi, did you really lose your memories? LingWu Mountain has magic treasures left behind by the Grandmaster QianQiu of course!”
Feng Ci: “?”
Meng ChangQing spoke with fervor and assurance: “Before Grandmaster QianQiu ascended back then, he left behind thousands of mystic texts and magic items. Any one of them can help people increase their power exponentially and dominate the world!”
Feng Ci: “……”
He didn’t, he hasn’t. That shoddy cave of his only contained a few tattered books and some trinkets that he made.
Where did the thousands of magic items come from?
“Back then, Grandmaster QianQiu saved the world completely on his own. What an amazing individual! He’s the person I admire the most in my life. If I could obtain one or two of his secret treasures, how great would that be!” Meng ChangQing said with longing.
“……” Feng -Grandmaster QianQiu himself- Ci said expressionlessly: “You admire the guy, but still came to rob his grave?”
Meng ChangQing rubbed his nose: “Isn’t this because there’s no other choice……”
Feng Ci was too lazy to waste breath on him.
These youngsters came to steal treasures. With crooked intentions, they lost their lives in his magic array. This could be considered divine retribution.
It didn’t count as his fault.
As the two people conversed over here, the fire outside did not stop. Balls of sinister blue flames slowly converged from afar, gathering in one place and gradually fusing together as one.
Feng Ci said quietly: “A bit strange.”
Meng ChangQing: “What?”
Feng Ci focused his gaze on the increasingly blazing fusion of fire, frowning slightly.
Back then when he created this array, it was only to stop outsiders. He didn’t have intentions to hurt others or take life. This magic array shouldn’t be so……
Nefarious.
Someone changed it?
A deafening roar emitted from the depths of the flames. A dark blue fire dragon jumped out of the flames, raised its head and flew into the sky.
The snow flurried. In the clouds, the fire dragon looked down at them from above, slightly lowering its head. It used an empty pair of eyes to stare at the isolated and helpless two youths within the forest. Suddenly, it roared and descended from the sky.
It was actually planning to give them one last blow.
Feng Ci’s ears were full of the howling wind, but even when facing this kind of situation, there was no hint of fear in his eyes.
On the contrary, there was only excitement.
The kind of excitement that made one’s blood boil and heart pound.
The sword’s array shattered in response. In the whirlwind, Feng Ci pulled out the sword from its sheath. As he drew a blade incantation with his left hand, he swung the sword upwards with his right—
Boom—!
In the air, the fire dragon released a painful cry. Starting from the head, the dragon started to break up and shatter piece by piece. Fragments of the flames fell down like falling stars.
Feng Ci hastily took a few steps back. Kneeling down on one knee, he managed to stabilize himself, barely.
His entire person seemed to have been washed by blood. The snow beneath him was dyed red. The excessive blood loss made him feel a bit faint. Feng Ci glanced at Meng ChangQing, who was still standing to the side in a daze, and laughed quietly: “What? Scared stupid? I just saved your life. Aren’t you going to come help me up?”
“Shi, Shidi……” Meng ChangQing’s voice trembled. Feng Ci noticed the abnormality and raised his gaze to look over.
The fires and snow over the horizon slowly dispersed. Above the dark curtain of the sky, the silhouette of an enormous ‘ship’ appeared.
That huge ship was at least a hundred feet long. The outer shell seemed to be made of wood and carved with an emblem that Feng Ci didn’t recognize. The middle of the ship’s hall was round with a pair of wings. The two mechanical wings were light and thin, glowing with a silver light. When they moved, there was a roaring sound with the rise of a faint white steam.
It casted a shadow that completely enveloped the snowy ground where they stood.
Feng Ci frowned: “What’s that?”
“It’s Lang…… LangFeng City!” Meng ChangQing’s complexion was pale white: “LangFeng City, the head of Immortal Alliance!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a few beams of light descended from the front of the ‘big ship’. After the light dissipated, a slender, long magic sword was pressed against Feng Ci’s neck.
“Privately trespassing on the forbidden LingWu Mountain, what should be your punishments!” The sword welder said coldly.
Feng Ci raised his gaze and glanced over.
Dozens of cultivation disciples surrounded them in a circle. These disciples all wore the same standard uniform: green outer robes, jade crowns, and jade-colored inner shirts with the pattern of clouds embroidered on their collars.
From head to toe, they carried the manners and characteristics of disciples of the righteous path.
Feng Ci considered himself to have a pretty good temper normally.
But today, he returned to his homeland after thousands of years. Not only did he not receive a warm welcome and respectful reverence from the younger generations, first he lost his physical body, then he randomly dispelled an array and became a hot mess from head to toe, with not one good spot on his body, and now he was even being pointed at so impolitely by a sword.
Just thinking about it made him angry.
Feng Ci scoffed: “LingWu Mountain is a holy place where Grandmaster QianQiu ascended. Are younger generations like you guys even worthy of marking it as off-limits? Who set this rule?”
“Me.”
A soft yet ice-cold voice traveled over from the back of the crowd.
That voice sounded like it was very far away, but it was still very clear. Feng Ci clearly saw that even the disciple in the lead, who was pointing the sword at him, changed expressions.
The next second, the crowd of disciples standing in front of Feng Ci parted down the middle and turned to kneel on the ground.
“Respectful greetings, City Master!”
Instantly, it felt like the surrounding air was sucked away. The atmosphere was so heavy, it was almost suffocating.
Feng Ci raised his eyes and looked over. On the other side of the path created by the disciples, someone was walking over slowly.
That person wore a thick, ink-black robe, which practically blended into the frigid, dark night. He wore a hair crown, and a two-finger wide black silk covered his eyes. The outline of his tightly pressed lips were extremely thin and also very sharp.
Actually, he was born quite beautiful.
The man stopped in front of Feng Ci and lowered his head slightly. His eyes were blindfolded, but Feng Ci can distinctly feel an extremely ice-cold and dangerous gaze penetrating through that black silk and landing on him.
Looking at him condescendingly, like a snake. So cold that he instantly felt goosebumps all over.
“It was you, who barged into this venerable one’s Disorientation Array?”
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I want to cry. I had been reading this story and I LOVE IT and when I saw that one of the best danmei translation sites took this novel I was surprised and so happy. It is time to read it a second time because Chrysanthenum Garden + This venerable one really didn´t abandon my familiar is a perfect combination <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3
Thanks for the chapter
First chapter and our ml already show up
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The owner and the snake met
Thanks for the translation 🤍
hehehehe
snake gona regret it
maybe
Wife chasing crematorium in the future? xD
Thank you for the chapterrrrrr!!!!!!
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ml alert 😕
i did a : ? face?? idk why this website always changes emoticons to emojis..
Thanks for the update ❤️
thanks for the chapter!
Poor mc 😅 something must’ve gone wrong for him to yransmigrate in someone else’ dying body. Ohhh and here I thought the other one was his og world :0 3,000 years is a lot 😞 — Goodluck to mc 😅
Reading this next. Already loving it. Again I ask myself how I never seen this before..?
I hope its good. Shame it’s kinda short for a cultivation novel. Thanks for translating
His snake 🐍 finally got a body.
abhi ml is already here 😍
ahhh ml is already here 😍