noffsinger Chapter 117 The Genius of the Immortal Cultivation World 24
Chapter 117 The Genius of the Immortal Cultivation World 24
Rong Xiuzhu's mind was in turmoil. He closed his eyes and silently chanted the Heart Purification Mantra over and over again. The ancient mantra flowed through his heart like the gurgling of a stream, gradually extinguishing the restless flames within. After a long time, he slowly regained his composure.
Lingjiu watched him quietly from the side, her eyes filled with a different kind of emotion. She truly loved Rong Xiuzhu's pure and unselfish demeanor, but it was precisely this purity that stirred an impulse deep within Lingjiu. She couldn't help but want to soil him, to leave her mark on his world, as pure as ice and snow.
Lingjiu has always been an extremely direct person, never dragging his words or beating around the bush.
After everyone finished their dinner, the air was still filled with the lingering aroma of food. At this moment, Lingjiu resolutely announced the matter between himself and Rong Xiuzhu in front of several disciples.
Her voice echoed calmly and clearly in the air: "Xiuzhu and I have now become Taoist companions."
This statement instantly stirred up a thousand waves. Dongfang Yi was so shocked by the news that he nearly choked on a mouthful of water. He coughed violently, his face filled with disbelief. Bai Yun, who was standing by, saw this and quickly reached out to help him breathe, his eyes also filled with surprise.
Lin Jue's eyes widened, and after a moment's pause, he looked at Rong Xiuzhu with a complex expression. It was a mixture of surprise, admiration, and a hint of teasing: "You're truly amazing! You even dare to think of Master."
Ye Shu, on the other hand, was relatively calm. He was initially shocked for only a moment, but quickly regained his composure. He slowly stood up, a sincere smile on his face, and solemnly said to the two, "Congratulations."
On this quiet night, Lingjiu's decision undoubtedly brought a huge shock to everyone. However, several disciples, despite being shocked, also sent their blessings to the two.
In the following days, people from other sects and independent cultivators often came to visit. Ling Jiu confidently handed these matters over to Dongfang Yi and Lin Jue.
Meanwhile, Rong Xiuzhu was obsessed with his demon egg. Every day, he would soak it in the spiritual spring. Nourished by the spring's nourishment, the egg finally hatched one day. The little creature, with two small bumps on its head and a black body, was barely thicker than a thumb. It swam happily in the spring, as if it were its paradise. After just a quarter of an hour, Rong Xiuzhu was pleasantly surprised to find it had grown a bit. He placed the black dragon on his shoulders and took it to meet Lingjiu.
"Oh, it's born!" Lingjiu raised his eyebrows and said.
"Yes, I want you to give it a name."
The little creature had just emerged from its shell, brimming with curiosity about everything around it. As soon as it saw Lingjiu, it seemed drawn to her by an invisible force and quickly crawled towards her. Lingjiu gazed at the tiny creature, a hint of tenderness in her eyes. She reached out and gently lifted the little creature up, carefully observing it and pondering for a moment. Lingjiu then said, "It's a male, so let's call him Xiao Hei!" She then gave Xiao Hei to Rong Xiuzhu.
Rong Xiuzhu found that naming Lingjiu was really simple, for example: Xiaohei, Xiaoqing, Xiaobai, Shiyi, Shier, Shisan... they were all very easy to remember names.
Despite Dongfang Jing's best efforts to suppress the news of the Emperor's serious illness, it eventually reached Dongfang Yi. This news hit him like a hammer, and he panicked. Without hesitation, Dongfang Yi dashed towards Lingjiu's location. His heart was filled with worry and anxiety along the way.
After finding Lingjiu, Dongfang Yi's voice was so anxious that it almost trembled: "Master, my father is seriously ill and in critical condition. I must return to the palace immediately. My brother is facing this situation alone and may be in danger. I want to go back to help him."
Lingjiu looked at Dongfang Yi, who was looking anxious. She gently patted Dongfang Yi's shoulder and tried to calm him down: "Don't worry. Go and notify the others, and we'll go together."
Dongfang Yi felt reassured after hearing Lingjiu's words. His body instantly relaxed. Yes, with Master and his fellow apprentices here, there would be no problem. With this thought in mind, he stood up, his expression filled with gratitude. "Thank you, Master! I'll go call them right away." With that, Dongfang Yi dashed out like an arrow from a bow.
The reason why Lingjiu went there was very simple. There were many demon eggs in Dongfang Heng's mansion. He had promised Lin Jue to give them to them, and this time he could fulfill his promise.
Soon, everyone appeared in Lingjiu's courtyard. Lingjiu looked at Dongfang Yi's anxious expression and felt that even flying on his sword would be too slow for him. So, Lingjiu quickly used teleportation to teleport them directly into the palace.
Entering the palace for the first time, the towering palace and exquisite carvings should have been awe-inspiring, but at the moment, they had no heart to admire them. Dongfang Yi, anxious, led a few people through the palace at a rapid pace. An indescribable, eerie aura permeated the palace, as if shrouded by an invisible haze.
As they walked, Lingjiu suddenly stopped and raised his hand to signal Dongfang Yi and the others to stop. Dongfang Yi turned his head with a puzzled look on his face and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Master?"
Lingjiu raised a hand slightly and pointed at the palace maids and eunuchs not far away, whose movements were in unison but whose eyes were empty and lifeless. The scene was truly unsettling, like a group of soulless puppets. Lingjiu asked softly, "Did you see anything?"
Dongfang Yi stepped forward, but the group of palace maids and eunuchs showed no reaction to his approach, as if they hadn't noticed him at all, continuing their mechanical walk. Dongfang Yi stopped one person, whose face was expressionless, his body repeating the same walking posture as if programmed by a machine. Dongfang Yi's heart trembled, and in an instant, he suddenly realized what was going on. He turned to look at Lingjiu and said, "Master, this is exactly the same soul-stealing technique that I was hit with!"
Lingjiu nodded slightly and said solemnly, "I'm afraid everyone in the palace has been controlled now."
Everyone was shocked when these words came out. Dongfang Yi was extremely anxious, knowing that his brother was in imminent danger. Without saying a word, he ran towards the East Palace, shouting as he ran, "My brother is in danger!"
Several people hurried to catch up. At the gate of the East Palace, the guards stood guard like statues, their faces also showing the same empty expressions.
Dongfang Yi immediately realized they were being controlled and quickly turned to Lingjiu for help. Lingjiu remained calm, stepped forward, and softly snapped his fingers. The crisp sound instantly brought clarity to the guards at the door. Upon seeing Dongfang Yi and his companions, they immediately knelt, "Third Prince, the Crown Prince has been poisoned!"
"What! Royal brother!" Dongfang Yi's face suddenly changed, and he immediately pushed open the door and rushed in.
Inside the room, Dongfang Jing lay weakly on the bed, his face as pale as paper and lifeless. Everyone gathered around him. Bai Yun, observing this, quickly pulled out a high-level detoxification pill from his pocket and carefully fed it to Dongfang Jing. The pill emitted a faint glow, and in an instant, Dongfang Jing's complexion began to improve, gradually regaining a hint of color. Dongfang Yi looked at Bai Yun gratefully, and Bai Yun nodded slightly.