TEMBMBIWB Chapter 7
by VolareA bamboo forest path, two figures stand facing each other.
Hua Zhi chuckled, “It’s nothing. I just heard earlier that the Divine Lord is the best at chess in the Nine Heavens, and today the weather is nice, so I thought I’d have a friendly match.”
Sui Chunsheng smiled in response, “If Immortal wants to play chess, why not try with me?”
Hua Zhi said with some surprise, “Little Immortal Lord, you know how to play chess?”
“Whatever my master is proficient in, he naturally taught me.” The youth was bathed in sunlight, his eyes smiling.
Hua Zhi pondered the youth’s words, feeling that something was a bit strange.
“Then let’s give it a try.”
…
On the other side, the White Deer Immortal went down the mountain with the Moonlight Immortal.
Tan Zhui hadn’t descended the mountain in a long time. The last time was when Little Hibiscus had difficulty breaking through his cultivation bottleneck, and he went down the mountain to the demon realm to find divine tree herbs.
This time, he went with Yue Shanglan to the end of the You Ming River in the demon and demon path realms to dig out the eye of a ferocious beast.
Yue Shanglan became a bit indecent once he left the Nine Heavens, wanting to drag the pure and ethereal White Deer Immortal to a tavern for a drink.
But he was sternly rejected by the White Deer Immortal.
So, Yue Shanglan reluctantly led the White Deer Immortal to the border of the demon and demon path realms.
This place belonged to a chaotic land, where demons and monsters roamed, and few people would come, especially immortals like the White Deer Immortal.
Beside the You Ming River, there was a small black market selling forbidden items that couldn’t be seen in the light.
Because this place was not under the jurisdiction of the three realms, it became the best place for these forbidden items to circulate.
Tan Zhui stood beside the You Ming River, glancing at the stalls not far away.
Besides the teeth of demon beasts and the fur of demon clans, there were also the divine marks from the foreheads of the heavenly realm immortals.
On those differently colored, divine light-shimmering orbs, some had blood seeped into them, changing their color.
They looked as if they had been dug out alive.
The demons, monsters, and immortals who came here would be targeted by the chaotic people here, so when they came down, Yue Shanglan had put black cloaks on them, and the veils on their heads tightly covered their faces.
Yue Shanglan, seeing these scenes, couldn’t help but pull the black veil on Tan Zhui’s face even tighter.
“It’s fine, they can’t hurt me,” Tan Zhui said.
“I know, it’s better to avoid trouble,” Yue Shanglan whispered.
The ferryman in the distance gradually approached the shore, and Tan Zhui took one last look at the black market before him.
Above one of the stalls, countless bead-like sacs were hanging.
Seeing his curiosity, Yue Shanglan lowered his voice and explained, “Those are the merman’s pregnancy sacs, used to make men pregnant.”
Tan Zhui was taken aback for a moment, finding it hard to understand.
He almost immediately jumped onto the boat that had not yet docked, afraid of being entangled by something dirty.
Yue Shanglan couldn’t help but chuckle, not expecting the White Deer Immortal to be startled by this thing.
“Benefactor, once you cross this You Ming River, life and death are no longer your own…”
The ferryman was hunched over, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
At first, Tan Zhui didn’t take it to heart.
But as the boat gradually approached the shore, he also saw the scene in the distance.
Everywhere were demons and monsters, and the stinking aura of demon beasts.
Desolate, it was a barren wasteland.
Only a few withered trees swayed in the sand and wind.
Demons and monsters shuttled around, emitting echoing ghostly cries.
Two lonely figures walked towards the depths of the Northern Abyss, the lair of countless wandering souls who couldn’t reincarnate and couldn’t dissipate, who had long since lost their minds.
The two of them were no different from their uninvited guests.
As if smelling the scent of living beings, they swarmed up.
Tan Zhui already couldn’t see clearly, and with the black veil covering his face, he couldn’t see even more clearly.
But he could smell the ghostly aura that was rushing towards him.
The ghostly aura was vastly different from demonic energy, spiritual energy, and immortal energy, and Tan Zhui felt that this smell was the most unpleasant.
Because it was truly too foul.
A foul odor of pain, ferocity, and self-tearing.
The two walked towards the depths, and in front was the culprit causing this scene – the wind eye.
This was also the calming needle suppressing these demons and monsters.
The closer the two got to the wind eye, the more rampant the surrounding sandstorms became.
Fortunately, these demons and monsters didn’t dare to approach the wind eye, otherwise, they would be swept into the abyss.
But the White Deer Immortal’s situation wasn’t much better either. The sandstorm blew off their cloaks, revealing the White Deer Immortal’s face.
The sand was stinging, and his gray-blue eyes, already injured, were especially fragile.
He cried out in pain and had to transform a white silk ribbon to cover his eyes.
Yue Shanglan grabbed him, heading forward.
“A-Zhui, it’s okay, once we enter the wind eye, we’ll be fine!”
His voice came through the raging sandstorm, fragmented and scattered.
They didn’t know how long they had been walking in the sandstorm when the surroundings suddenly became damp.
Tan Zhui smelled an undeniable stench and immediately furrowed his brow.
The inside of this wind eye was actually so foul.
There weren’t even any withered trees here.
The ground under their feet became pitted, and these pits were bubbling.
It was red and green mucus, like a boiling medicine furnace, like lava about to erupt, and even more like the beating heart of a ferocious beast.
Yue Shanglan looked up and said, “A-Zhui, it’s there!”
Tan Zhui tilted his head and pulled down the white ribbon in front of his eyes.
Light shone on his eyes, and he subconsciously lowered his gaze.
But he also saw a demonic cave after those pits.
Naturally, it was the lair of that ferocious beast.
If the two wanted to reach the demonic cave, they had to pass through this endless corrosive hot spring.
Yue Shanglan was about to take a step forward when he heard the White Deer Immortal shout sternly, “A-Lan! Be careful!”
In an instant, the corrosive liquid in front of them gushed up, like a fist-sized spring.
Fortunately, Tan Zhui had warned him in time, and Yue Shanglan’s reaction was quick enough.
“This thing is wicked…” Yue Shanglan cursed.
…
On Fangcun Mountain.
Sui Chunsheng and Hua Zhi were sitting opposite each other, playing chess.
One had a gentle expression, and the other had a smile on his face.
But the chessboard in front of them was tense, with an intense confrontation.
Especially that smiling young immortal lord.
Hua Zhi raised his eyes and glanced at the youth. His face clearly had a warm smile, and he even poured him tea from time to time, making amusing remarks.
But on the chessboard, he didn’t give him any way to survive, almost killing him completely.
According to common sense, when playing chess, it should naturally be like the way of a gentleman.
You shouldn’t leave your opponent without a single step.
But this youth in front of him was smiling, blocking all of his paths of survival.
He didn’t know what to say.
After all, the person in front of him was a pure and straightforward young immortal lord.
With the spirit of a youth, he was unrestrained and rash, and because he was so pampered by the White Deer Immortal, he was not bound by any restrictions.
Although he thought this way, his face nearly couldn’t hold on, having been killed so thoroughly by the young man.
The youth timely backed off, letting him eat a few pieces before ending the game.
Hua Zhi smiled slightly, “As expected of the Divine Lord’s beloved disciple.”
The youth smiled in response, “You flatter me. Compared to my master, I’m not even worth a hair.”
These words seemed very modest, and the youth’s face was also bright and cheerful.
But Hua Zhi felt that something was off, the more he thought about it, the stranger it became.
He couldn’t help but squint his eyes. This youth seemed to have an uncontrollable… hostility towards him.
But when he met those smiling eyes, with that difficult to fade innocence, it was clearly that of a fool. Hua Zhi thought.
Thinking like this, Hua Zhi stood up and bowed, “Thank you, Little Immortal Lord, for playing with me. I’ll visit again next time.”
Sui Chunsheng curled his lips and returned the greeting, “It’s nothing, you are welcome anytime.”
The wooden puppet was tilting his head to the side, nearly falling asleep. Seeing that the two had finished, he quickly got up from the ground.
Hua Zhi finally said, “No need to see me off,” and left Duan Xiao Peak.
Sui Chunsheng watched his departing figure, his smile collapsing.
He picked up the teacup beside him and moistened his lips, his mouth was almost stiff from smiling.
Wugen came over and said a few wooden words to him.
The youth was in a good mood and touched the branches on his head.
“Let’s go have breakfast.”
The wooden puppet immediately looked happy.
…
Around dusk, Sui Chunsheng waited at the mountain gate for a long time, but his master still hadn’t returned, and he had sent several transmission calls without receiving a reply.
At this time, the youth was sitting on the stone wall of the mountain gate, looking out at the long river slowly flowing under the night sky. The wooden puppet beside him was extremely sleepy, falling asleep with his head on his shoulder.
Sui Chunsheng was unwilling to go back, so he waited for a long time, until he also began to feel sleepy.
He squeezed the hibiscus jade pendant at his waist. It still had his master’s divine power attached to it, the faint green fluorescent light was like wisps of silk winding around his fingertips, wrapping and spreading along the youth’s fingertips.
Revealing the frankincense from his master’s body.
It was as if his master was comforting him.
Thus, the youth closed his eyes in the faint frankincense.
Two juniors leaned against the mountain wall, fast asleep. Two starlights flashed over the slowly flowing river, which were the divine lights from the bodies of the immortals.
The youth’s eyelids twitched. The divine light stung his eyes, making them unable to open.
His nerves tightened, it might be his master who had returned.
Sui Chunsheng forcefully held back his sleepiness, jumped down from the mountain wall. The wooden puppet, losing his support, rolled down from the mountain wall, fortunately, he was caught by a crooked tree above the long river.
The youth couldn’t hide his joy, and hurried towards the mountain gate to greet the White Deer Immortal, but at this moment he smelled a strong scent of blood.
This familiar smell, it was his master.
His master was injured!
The youth’s expression changed drastically, the drowsiness in his head immediately disappeared, and his entire body tensed up.
His pace quickened.
The wooden puppet, hanging on the crooked tree, came back to his senses and followed with murmuring sounds. Because he was too flustered, he almost pulled the youth down with him.
The youth waved his sleeve, opening the mountain gate, and with the sound of stone hitting stone, the mountain gate slowly opened.
As the stone door gradually opened, the youth saw Yue Shanglan standing in front of the mountain gate, carrying a person covered in blood on his back.
The youth’s eyes immediately turned red, and he rushed out the door.
“Master! Master!” Sui Chunsheng exclaimed in panic.
Yue Shanglan, seeing the youth, immediately noticed that the junior in front of him seemed to be crying.
“Your master is fine,” Yue Shanglan said.
Sui Chunsheng looked at the White Deer Immortal on his back. His once pure white robe was now covered in blood, and the White Deer Immortal’s back seemed to have been struck by a demon beast, leaving behind claw marks that had torn his skin.
“I’ve never seen master like this before!”