IS Chapter 98

Chapter 98

The self-detonation failed, and the violent backlash caused Yu Lou to spit out a mouthful of blood, his meridians in disarray, rendering him unable to move.

Yin Ye dragged him down, Yu Lou’s back landing heavily on the dark red ground of the Ghost Realm. Yin Ye propped himself up, his fingers slowly moving upwards, pressing against Yu Lou’s neck.

Yu Lou looked at him with disbelief in his eyes. The betrayed and furious expression was unusually vivid, something rarely seen.

“You—” he said hoarsely, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

“Can’t it be me?” Yin Ye chuckled softly.

Dogs eat dogs, Ye Zhuo was happy to see it happen. Yu Lou was in poor condition, no longer an flawless Immortal. He used spiritual power to seal several points on Yu Lou’s body, preventing further incidents.

Dogs eat dogs, Li Yuan found it quite interesting. After thinking for a moment, he locked several points of spiritual power on Yu Lou Zhenren’s body, making it impossible for him to retaliate.

The Human Realm had nothing more to offer, only this grand drama that hadn’t finished playing out. Jun Shao Liu was also quite interested.

With heavy spiritual power sealing him, Yu Lou spat out several more mouthfuls of blood. But he couldn’t understand why this person was Yin Ye.

Previously, Yu Lou had noticed Yin Ye’s aloof attitude. In fact, for nearly twenty years, Qiongtong Temple had not intervened in worldly affairs, and Yin Ye himself had not done anything for the Upper Purity Mountain.

After growing up, it was common for one’s wings to harden and become disobedient. But in the end, there was still the old relationship – at least, Yu Lou believed that Yin Ye wouldn’t turn against him. He even believed that if things reached an irreversible point, Yin Ye would step in to save him.

But Yin Ye’s hand was clamped around Yu Lou’s neck, tightening more and more.

Yu Lou managed a difficult breath from his throat: “It was… I who saved you…”

—It was he who rescued Yin Ye from that demonic den, Qian Deng Tower.

At that time, the mortal world was in chaos, without law or order. In such circumstances, how could the brothels and pleasure quarters be ordinary places of extravagant indulgence? Qian Deng Tower was located in the heart of the mortal world, with intertwined forces from all sides. Amidst wine pools and meat forests, lives were as cheap as grass. A person in the tower could easily have blood splattered three feet, what a filthy and unrestrained human hell!

It was from there that he brought out the fifteen-year-old Yin Ye.

Yu Lou still remembered that day, Yin Ye was wearing silk clothes covered in blood. He rescued him from an unbearable banquet and took him to the Upper Purity Mountain’s garrison.

Once there, he told Yin Ye to wash himself clean first.

Yin Ye stayed in the spiritual spring pond for a long time. When Yu Lou went to check on him, the thin young man was still clutching a bloody sleeve, neurotically trying to wash the blood away.

Anyone who saw such a scene would feel pity.

Yu Lou handed him a set of Upper Purity Mountain disciple robes.

“No need to wash,” Yu Lou told Yin Ye. “You won’t have to wear that kind of thing anymore.”

He remembered that Yin Ye held the disciple robes, lowered his eyes, and respectfully called him “Benefactor.”

From then on, Yin Ye always addressed him that way.

Yin Ye stayed by his side for a year, slowly growing taller and even learning to smile. When he saw him, that beautiful face would show a faint smile, like genuine admiration.

A year later, he sent Yin Ye to Qiongtong Temple.

Yin Ye was someone who could understand heavenly secrets and perceive the will of heaven. Sometimes, just by seeing a person, he could glimpse the ups and downs of their entire life.

With such talent, and such a karmic connection with him, it was best to send him to Qiongtong Temple to mature.

With the help of Upper Purity Mountain, Yin Ye becoming the future master of Qiongtong Temple was only a matter of time. At that time, he would be a crucial hidden piece.

Yin Ye was smart and naturally knew everything. When he said goodbye, Yin Ye told him with a smile: From now on, at your disposal.

This child, as expected, kept his word later on.

There was a time when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth declined, and the Upper Purity Mountain was in a difficult situation. Yin Ye silently drew the Nine Heavens Ten Earths Sealing Spirit Great Formation, sacrificing 50,000 miles of territory to concentrate the immortal spiritual power in the center, solving the urgent crisis. The formation made him feel alarmed, with such extraordinary talent, fortunately he was on his side.

Later on, that incident happened, causing Yu Lou great heartache.

He only needed him to say a few words in the identity of the master of Qiongtong Temple, why did he really ask the heavens, losing his physical six senses?

—He was indebted to Yin Ye.

But it was from that time on that Yin Ye stopped seeing him.

And now, it was Yin Ye who was delivering the final blow.

Blood surged, and his vision was blurred, but Yu Lou still saw Yin Ye’s face clearly. That face was still smiling, with killing intent and calculation hidden behind it, not clearly visible.

He realized that this kind of smile was exactly the same as when Yin Ye left the Upper Purity Mountain and said goodbye to him.

—What kind of person was Yin Ye after all?

“I am a person who loves cleanliness,” Yin Ye said.

The surrounding battles were already clear, the people who should be dead were dead, and the people who should be restrained were restrained. The field was silent, without any movement, only the sound of Yu Lou’s labored breathing, and Yin Ye’s soft voice. He was talking to Yu Lou, but it was also like talking to himself, the end of his voice dissipating in the Ghost Realm’s dim atmosphere, as if he was trying to say it to someone else.

“Loving cleanliness, doesn’t mean that I like to be in clean places. It means that when I see dirty things, I will destroy them. Naturally, when I see dirty people, I will kill them.”

“—Unfortunately, I am not like you all, who have the power to move mountains and create seas. Picking up a sword, I may not be able to kill anyone. What I want to do requires calculation, waiting, and borrowing other people’s knives to do it.”

“The first time I saw Zhenren, was it at Qian Deng Tower?” Yin Ye looked at Yu Lou with a mysterious smile. “Qian Deng Tower is not a good place. However, this temple master was not unfortunately ‘fallen’ there, I went there myself.”

Yu Lou understood, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, staring at him intently.

Yin Ye smiled happily: “Because that was the dirtiest place I knew at that time. If Zhenren hadn’t passed by, after a few days, the people who should have come would have come, and it would have been when I burned it down with a single fire. However, it’s not bad to be able to borrow Zhenren’s east wind to destroy it.”

“Later, arriving at the Upper Purity Mountain was even better.”

“The ability to see heavenly secrets has been with me since birth, how could I not know it? In fact, I have always been able to use it well, there is no need for Zhenren to lead me through the door.”

“Staying in the main sect for a year, I saw that the Immortal Path was more filthy than the mortal world, and the immortals were dirtier than mortals,” Yin Ye said. “Like Qian Deng Tower, it is a place I like.”

Yu Lou recalled many of Yin Ye’s appearances in front of him, disciplined, obedient, admiring, and finally, they all converged into a hidden and strange smile.

The master of Qiongtong Temple, with eyes and hands that reach the heavens, unpredictable by gods and ghosts.

Yu Lou didn’t know whether he felt more anger or fear in his heart, his chest heaving violently, his voice hoarse and cracking: “—It’s all an act, isn’t it?”

“Assess the situation, gauge the momentum. Benefactor wants to promote me, I will accept it respectfully,” Yin Ye said. “That’s all.”

Yu Lou made two “hehe” sounds in his throat: “That Sealing Spirit Great Formation…”

“It was drawn long ago. The Sealing Spirit Great Formation, speaking of it, I have been planning for a long time,” Yin Ye said. “It just so happened that the Upper Purity Mountain needed it, so I took it out. The bad reputation is all suppressed by your sect for me, this temple master can just gain a foothold in the Immortal Path.”

Wei Sheng Xian didn’t know when he had come to Ye Zhuo’s side, looking at Yu Lou, he shook his head.

“Yu Lou brother’s eyes, seem to be too blind,” he sighed to Ye Zhuo leisurely. “People like Yin Ye, spend their entire lives calculating either heaven or people, one glance is enough to hear the chessboard ringing in his heart. To actually believe that he would do things for others, tsk.”

Ye Zhuo completely ignored him.

He also noticed that Dragon Li Yuan had come to his side for some reason. He didn’t speak, but just stood next to him.

Jun Shao Liu didn’t know why, but also followed suit and stood not far away.

Yin Ye looked down at Yu Lou, adding strength to his hand: “Such gratitude, does Benefactor like it?”

So many years of kindness and old friendship, were all actually utilization and calculation, in the end working for others. Thinking he had laid down a chess piece, but instead became someone else’s chess piece, how could Yu Lou like it. He didn’t believe it.

“But you lost your six senses,” Yu Lou stared at him intently.

“For you, for the Upper Purity Mountain, for framing Illusion Sword Manor—I asked the heavens, said things I shouldn’t have said, therefore losing my six senses, is that so?” Yin Ye said, then smiled again. “But how do you know what I actually asked the heavens? Zhenren, one leaf to block the light, not seeing the mountain of Dao.”

“Those three divinations, calculated for twenty-five years, almost twenty-six years. It doesn’t matter. Heaven’s mandate only gave me this little lifespan, it’s the end.”

Yu Lou almost used up the last of his life’s strength to make a broken sound: “Then… what did you ask?”

“Don’t worry. Benefactor, I only know, that you and your sect have also reached the end.”

Yin Ye smiled very happily, but after smiling, he was bored.

Yu Lou’s life had also reached the end.

Perhaps, he was the first Immortal to be strangled to death by someone.

Immortals would not die from exhaustion, but Yu Lou’s self-detonation failed, his meridians were in reverse, and several people, he didn’t know how many, had locked his body, he could only die.

His breath was cut off, but Yu Lou’s bloodshot eyes did not close. And no one closed his eyelids for him, so that he could die in peace.

There were even countless eyes watching him, confirming that he had truly vanished, without any chance of rebirth.

Yin Ye released his hand, he supported himself on the ground, staggering to his feet, seeming unable to stand.

Anyone could see his weakness.

Yin Ye was in the Immortal Path, he also had his own path, but he had no power. If he wanted to do things that mortals could not do, there was only one way, and that was to exchange.

Use his body to exchange, use his life to fill.

Now, the lamp was out of oil, and the end was destined.

Besides Yu Lou’s body, there was no one else near Yin Ye.

He stood firm in place, looking around somewhat blankly.

“Where is the Second Palace Master Ye?” Yin Ye said.

No one answered.

As the light shifted and changed, Yin Ye finally found the right position, and a pair of blank eyes looked in the direction of Ye Zhuo.

There, was not only Ye Zhuo.

Li Yuan was by his side, standing side by side with him at the front. Wei Sheng Xian was on the other side.

Red Dust Sword Immortal and Su Yizhen didn’t know when they had also arrived, standing a little further back. The disciples of the Red Dust Sword Sect were evenly scattered behind them.

Elder Pu and Zhou Jingchuan stood together in the distance, silently watching the scene.

On the roof, Shen Xin Ge looked at Ye Zhuo from afar. Shen Jingzhen was behind him, also silent, quietly watching in that direction.

An unusual silence spread throughout this world, the person who was at the end of his rope and unable to stand was Yin Ye, but it seemed like everyone was looking at Ye Zhuo.

“Palace Master Ye?” Yin Ye’s voice sounded, his blurred vision finally resting on Ye Zhuo, he smiled.

“Palace Master Ye, I have something I want to say to you,” Yin Ye said, “…may I?”

Ye Zhuo’s gaze fell on him, without much change.

Staggering, Yin Ye walked towards Ye Zhuo. He always looked there, as if looking at an unattainable dream.

“The Nine Heavens Ten Earths Chaotic Sealing Spirit Great Formation, does Palace Master Ye know about it?” he said. “East, South, West, North, the four realms, the spiritual energy converges towards the center, each pushing out 50,000 miles of spiritual forbidden land.”

“For 50,000 miles, rivers dry up, land is exhausted, all turned into barren land. The common people are in misery, great chaos arises in the mortal world, all because of me.”

“Second Palace Master Ye, how much is my fault?” He blinked, looking at Ye Zhuo, his eyes somewhat desolate.

“This is the Ghost Realm,” Ye Zhuo said, “not a court of law.”

Yu Lou’s eyes were blind.

“However, after the extreme comes prosperity, exhaustion leads to communication. In great chaos, heroes rise together, the Emperor Star appears,” Yin Ye still looked at Ye Zhuo. “Heaven’s will wants the mortal world to be in turmoil for two hundred years, I reversed the way of the human world, to make it turn around. Twenty years later, the world will be peaceful, and the rivers and seas will be clear. Second Palace Master Ye, how much is my merit?”

Ye Zhuo looked at him quietly.

“Merit lies in the Emperor Star, merit lies in the mortals,” Ye Zhuo replied, “merit does not lie in you.”