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Ji Linglong swallowed hard, struggling to find her words. She pondered Su Yinyin's statement and suddenly sensed something was amiss, her eyes widening slowly.
Something is wrong. What does it mean to be unable to escape the pursuit of the Cloud Palace?
Su Yinyin paused, turning her head away.
You don’t need to use half-hearted words to deceive me. I understand the gap between mortals and cultivators better than they do.
Cultivators have senses that are far more acute than ordinary people, and their speed is unmatched. Even if you buy them some time to escape, the people from the Cloud Palace will catch up with them quickly.
After all, Mist Mountain is the territory of the Cloud Palace. Once the protective array is breached, can they truly escape in such a short time?
They all know that with the physical capabilities of mortal girls, it is simply impossible.
Once the protective array is broken, those cultivators will arrive on their swords in less than a joss stick's worth of time.
Rather than desperately running through the wilderness in wedding gowns, it would be better to find a secluded cave to hide in.
Since you know this, why don’t you say it?
Why should I?
We are brides; the more the Cloud Palace values the Water Ritual, the less likely they are to harm us.
Though they have escaped, they are safer than anyone else. The ones who should be trembling are those disciples of the Cloud Palace watching over us.
This is an opportunity that requires no cost; it’s suitable for some emotional manipulation. At most, it will only lead to their disappointment.
That’s why I want to go with you; only here is there a true chance for survival.
Su Yinyin lowered her head with a bitter smile. I must be selfish, knowing everything yet saying nothing, watching them go from joy to disappointment, then to despair and death.
Ji Linglong’s gaze hardened. No! We came here today to overturn the Cloud Palace! Not only can we survive, but those girls can too.
Su Yinyin looked up in shock, her eyes trembling slightly.
Really?
I swear.
Who exactly are you? What do you want by pulling me in here?
In the blink of an eye, Qi Xiao was drawn into a void realm.
He felt as if he were floating in the sky, his enormous eyes gazing down at everything in Jiangling.
He watched the human world of Jiangling—the bustling life, the comings and goings of cultivators gathering, seeking enlightenment, establishing sects both large and small. He observed countless cultivators and mortals as they transitioned from birth to maturity and then into old age, eventually becoming dust.
The passage of time was endless as they came and went.
The river has flowed through Jiangling for as long as it has recorded the images of time. Whether a thousand years ago or a thousand years in the future, countless scenes intertwine and overlap, rushing past Qi Xiao, embedding deeply in his mind, then flowing away like the mighty currents of the Xun River.
The river flows endlessly, and time leaves no trace.
Qi Xiao pressed his hands against his head, which felt as if it had been pricked by needles, bracing himself against this overwhelming influx of information. He raised his head and gritted his teeth, asking, "Who are you? What do you want?"
A voice, ancient and solemn, suddenly resonated like a great bell. "I merely wish to invite you to see the world I have witnessed."
"I am one with the Xun River. As long as the river flows, my consciousness endures. As long as I exist, I have watched over Jiangling."
Before him, images dissipated like yellow sand, revealing a chaotic void where a majestic golden dragon spiraled through the sky. Its form was colossal, nearly blotting out the sun. Qi Xiao stared intently at it and saw himself reflected in its eyes—tiny and insignificant like grains of sand.
Such a massive being stood before him, yet that minuscule figure did not flinch in the slightest. He lifted his chin and questioned, "If that is the case, why do you demand human sacrifices from Jiangling year after year? Even after a millennium, you still stir up trouble and refuse to remain at peace."
The voice grew even more ancient and ethereal. "Do you truly believe it is I who demands those sacrifices?"
"Then who else could it be?"
Elder Chang had spoken clearly; this was a matter witnessed by many immortal sects a thousand years ago. Otherwise, there would not have been the subsequent slaying of the dragon.
The divine dragon shook its head with a soft sigh. "It is I, yet it is not I; merely a thief who has stolen my form to commit evil deeds."
"What?" Qi Xiao's eyes widened in disbelief.
This divine dragon had once been a ruler among men; how could it be usurped? Even its slaying had required the combined efforts of numerous immortal sects and celestial beings standing guard. Without such power, they might not have succeeded.
"Could such an existence as yours truly be usurped?"
He found it hard to believe.
The Divine Dragon remained silent for a long time, its massive body slowly gliding through the void, like an elderly man burning the last remnants of his life. It was not about seizing a body; it was about manipulation.
You only know that the Demon Clan descended a thousand years ago, but what you do not know is that they had already laid many traps for this journey long before their arrival. I am merely a part of that plan.
What do you mean by this?
Do you know why there are no divine beasts in the cultivation world today, why spirit beasts are hard to find, and only some foolish, bloodthirsty monsters remain?
I do not know.
The Divine Dragon slowly explained the reason. Beasts are divided into three categories: divine beasts, spirit beasts, and demon beasts. The latter is merely another race coexisting with humanity on the continent, while the former two are born of heaven and earth, difficult to reproduce and even harder to find companions.
Then what distinguishes divine beasts from spirit beasts? Is it strength?
Yes and no. Divine beasts are naturally stronger than spirit beasts, but what truly separates them is their divine duty.
Divine duty?
Indeed. As I mentioned earlier, divine beasts and spirit beasts are born of heaven and earth; this world nurtures us because it needs us. From the moment a divine beast is born, it bears a certain responsibility—whether to maintain peace in a region, protect a certain legacy, or spread happiness and joy, alleviating the resentment and malice brought about by slaughter and conflict on this continent.
I am the Dragon Lord of Xunjiang, and my duty is to nourish this land and protect its peace. Thus, in a sense, divine beasts are embodiments of a certain heavenly will; they serve as bridges for the heavenly rules to descend into the mortal realm.
Those demons destroyed us and imprisoned us; in a way, they also disrupted the heavenly rules. You should know that a thousand years ago, although the three realms were separated, humans and immortals could still interact, right?
Qi Xiao nodded. He had indeed seen related records while perusing texts in the Scripture Pavilion. Although humans and immortals were apart, as long as certain conditions were met and permission from the Heavenly Gate was obtained, immortals could briefly descend to the mortal realm.
However, the Demon Realm was isolated by heavenly laws and did not connect with the other two realms. Therefore, by destroying us, they aimed to disrupt the heavenly order and lessen its control over them. Of course, destroying us was only part of their plan.
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