Journey to the Southwest

"What a pity..."

No matter how deeply he was stirred, in the end it only became a long, lingering sigh, vanishing into thin air along with the fading Light Screen Projection.

No matter how perfect similar flowers might be, their fates had long since been decided.

Clearly, he could not possibly disregard his own life and death for so-called moral principles—the most insignificant thing in the Cultivation World...

Chu Mu swept his gaze around the room, then raised a hand. Several habitual Cleanliness Spells fell, erasing every trace left within the quiet chamber. With a sweep of his sleeve, the tightly shut door, closed for many years, swung open.

His figure flickered. Transforming into a rainbow, he headed toward Yao Guang City.

Yet just as he was about to leave the mountain gate, he seemed to recall something. He abruptly halted amid the clouds and raised a hand, a Sound Transmission Token appearing in his palm.

The token's transmission imprints flickered. After nearly ten years of secluded cultivation, it had accumulated a whole string of messages.

Among them, the message from Xu Changqing bore the deepest hue, clearly occupying the highest authority level on this Sound Transmission Token.

Chu Mu's Divine Sense stirred, and Xu Changqing's voice slowly rang out. When it ended, he pondered for a moment. His gaze shifted as he looked once more toward the Immortal Mountain Main Peak, and the sprawling halls and pavilions at its foot.

The next instant, a crimson Escape Light streaked across the sky. Before its fading trail could vanish, it had already plunged into the endless cluster of buildings beneath the immortal mountain.

The ninety-nine peaks of Longevity Immortal Mountain belonged to the inner and outer sects.

The Longevity Nine Veins, however, were located upon the Immortal Mountain Main Peak.

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