Chapter 252
She was bought from the hands of slave traders by these "immortals."
The immortals demanded that she perform a play, deceiving a woman.
As long as she complied and did well, not only would she survive, but she could also cultivate in the realm of the immortals.
In the future, she could even become a lofty immortal herself.
Initially, she was filled with anticipation for the land of the immortals, believing it to be a place devoid of suffering.
However, upon arriving at the Yaochi Sacred Ground, faced with the cold, indifferent gazes of those high above, looking down on her like an ant, she felt suffocated.
Compared to confronting those immortals, she would rather stay here and pretend to be the daughter of that woman.
At least the looks directed at her were filled with humanity.
“Dan Yun, I said I would take your daughter, and I will. You have one month. Within this month, I want to see at least one supreme-grade Bu Tian Dan!” The voice of Yu Yao Zhenren grew colder.
The hand gripping the girl's neck tightened gradually.
It wasn't until the girl let out a faint whimper, her face turning purple from the suffocation, that the grip finally loosened.
“Stop! Don’t touch my daughter!” The chains scraped sharply against the bluestone floor as Dan Yun stepped forward, looking at the girl kneeling on the ground, coughing in pain, biting her lip tightly. “What do you need so many Hunyuan Bu Tian Dans for?”
“Of course, to create a vessel.” Yu Yao Zhenren casually walked to the prison door, locking eyes with Dan Yun. “And to restore the damaged foundation... Dan Yun, if you obediently help me become an immortal, your daughter will be safe, and you will be safe too. If I become an immortal, would I treat you unfairly? Don’t make me force you!”
Dan Yun opened her spiritual eyes, staring intently at Yu Yao Zhenren.
She realized that Yu Yao Zhenren indeed had a damaged foundation.
Part of it was sealed by the cycle of reincarnation, while another part was a hidden injury left by the backlash of the heavenly mechanism.
“Where is Zhang Zhenren?”
Yu Yao Zhenren knew Dan Yun had noticed and didn’t hide it, sneering, “He’s dead. I teamed up with Fen Ye to kill him!”
“You’re all insane... Don’t you fear the heavens for causing such chaos in the Cangyun Realm?” Even though she had already guessed Zhang Yibai’s fate, hearing Yu Yao Zhenren say it out loud filled Dan Yun with rage.
“If the heavens won’t let me become an immortal—” Yu Yao Zhenren’s eyes were filled with madness as she hissed, “Then I’ll trample on the heavens!”
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Yu Yao Zhenren left the dungeon, satisfied.
Dan Yun had already promised to provide her with at least one supreme-grade Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan within a month.
As for the high-grade Bu Tian Dan to restore her foundation, it could be refined within seven days.
She knew that the immortal-grade ones required the right timing, location, and people, so she didn’t press for those.
As for the girl they had brought in, to avoid Dan Yun discovering the truth, she was naturally locked away in another place.
Dan Yun only requested to see the girl once a day to ensure her daughter’s safety.
That was hardly a demanding request.
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In the dungeon.
As soon as Yu Yao Zhenren left, the girl was taken away.
Dan Yun’s sadness gradually subsided.
This girl was not Dan Bai.
Though she resembled her daughter closely, even sharing the same birthmark between her brows, she was still...
Not her.
How could a heartless demon like Yu Yao Zhenren understand that a mother would never mistake her own child?
As for why she didn’t expose the truth...
Because she knew that once she did, this innocent girl would undoubtedly die.
So she chose to play along, pretending not to notice.
For now, all that mattered was that Yu Yao Zhenren hadn’t captured her daughter. That was enough.
Dan Yun looked up at the sliver of sky above, her eyes igniting with a fierce determination.
“You want to become an immortal!”
“Fine, I’ll help you ascend!”
After being imprisoned for over a decade, the only motivation that kept her going was the hope of one day escaping to see her daughter.
But Yu Yao Zhenren’s threat revealed the danger lurking behind her.
As long as Yu Yao Zhenren lived, her daughter would never be safe.
She had to do something.
Besides, hadn’t she already “seen” her daughter?
Dan Yun brought the alchemy furnace and the materials for the Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan before her.
With her innate spiritual eyes, she was also a genius in alchemy.
By the age of twenty, she had already become a renowned first-grade alchemist in the Cangyun Realm.
Later, she even became a partner of the former sect master of the Dan Sect, and under their guidance, her understanding of alchemy advanced by leaps and bounds.
With seven days left.
In those seven days, she would use the formula and materials for the Hunyuan Bu Tian Dan as a foundation to forge a new path.
She would unravel the variables and refine a poison pill capable of severing Yu Yao Zhenren’s foundation.
Dan Yun knelt on the ground, holding the alchemy furnace with both hands, bowing to heaven and earth.
No one could harm her daughter.
“Even if it means... I have to die!”
A bolt of lightning flashed across the night sky.
Dan Yun’s shadow spread wide in the pale light of the thunder.
Alchemy flames surged from all directions, engulfing her slender figure like a thousand fiery serpents.
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Chapter 270: The Immortal’s Touch
“Master, Ancestor, we want to rescue our senior sister!”
Duan Feng, Xu An, and Zhen He knelt solemnly before Su Qi Nian and Chen Huai An.
“Rescue? With what?! Just the three of you in the Golden Core stage? One breath from Yu Yao Zhenren would turn you to ash!” Su Qi Nian fumed, his face dark with anger.
“This…” Duan Feng’s gaze dimmed, his fists clenched tightly.
Without strength, they couldn’t even protect those they wanted to save.
The so-called heartless cliff’s senior brother, the one who was supposedly the strongest among the young disciples of the Sword Pavilion, was actually nothing.
“Master, the three of us can exchange ourselves for our senior sister.” Xu An, kneeling beside Duan Feng, suddenly said, “No matter how you look at it, we’re worth more than her. She’s not only foul-tempered but also gets drunk and causes trouble. When she’s drunk, she hits people. We’re much more manageable than her.”
“Fool!” Su Qi Nian was so exasperated he almost laughed, pointing at Xu An and scolding, “You want to trade for Yue girl, and then she’ll just shout to trade for you? And then it’ll go in circles? Have you eaten too many Hunyuan Bu Tian Dans to think that’s a good idea?”
“We could destroy our dantians and go…”
“Shut up! Do you think Yaochi captured you for what? To weaken the Sword Pavilion’s power? They want to strip away your talents and transfer them to their own people. The three of you together don’t even compare to your senior sister’s Five Spirits Dao Body!”
Su Qi Nian took a deep breath.
When he saved the nearly lifeless Yue Qianchi from the fire years ago, he had his own selfish motives.
If she had been an ordinary girl, he would have pulled her from the flames at most, but he would never have brought her back to the Sword Pavilion to care for her.
It wasn’t that he lacked compassion.
It was just that there were too many suffering people in this world.
Every day, people starved to death, and children were sold.
Could he save everyone in the world?
The Sword Pavilion couldn’t accommodate so many orphans, nor could it afford the resources.
“Master…” Zhen He, who had been silent, wanted to say something more.
Su Qi Nian was already feeling flustered and waved his hand to interrupt, “Shut up, go to the Sword Tomb and reflect. I won’t allow anyone to go out without my permission.” He turned to glare at the other disciples of the Sword Pavilion, “You too. No one is allowed to visit without my permission!”
Did he not know the character of his own disciples?
In the past, when they were punished to reflect in the Sword Tomb, Yue Qianchi would bring them delicious food and fun things.
It got to the point where the other disciples started to follow suit, turning the Sword Tomb into a reward!
From today onward, he would restore the strict discipline of the Sword Pavilion!
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In the Sword Tomb.
The three direct disciples knelt before the Sword Pool.
They couldn’t help but recall how their senior sister used to visit them when they made mistakes.
Xu An loved to drink, and Yue Qianchi would bring him the best wine; Duan Feng enjoyed reading tales of the martial world, and Yue Qianchi would secretly go down the mountain to buy him a whole basket; Zhen He liked trinkets and poetry, and Yue Qianchi would even bring poets back to the Sword Pavilion, turning the so-called reflection into a poetry and wine festival.
But now, that figure would never appear again.
“Our senior sister was harmed by Yaochi while trying to save us. No matter what, we have to find a way to rescue her.” Xu An choked, his throat feeling like it was stuck, unable to swallow or spit it out.
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