" Ji Wan!"
Why did you betray me?!
"No!!!"
From Elder Jian's perspective, a towering, ethereal figure of a deity appeared within Ye Chenfeng's Sea of Consciousness.
The illusory figure's face was exactly the same as Ye Chenfeng's.
The aura was terrifying, and the surrounding star continents seemed as insignificant as tiny pebbles.
A roar came from the illusory figures of immortals and gods.
The shockwave shook the entire Sea of Consciousness, leaving Elder Jian stunned.
It was as if he were meeting Ye Chenfeng for the first time.
"This kid... who is he... just who is he?!"
"What is his relationship with this illusory image of a deity?"
"Who is Ji Wan? Is she a member of the Ji Household?"
Elder Jian had no idea what the scene before him meant.
There was no way to wake Ye Chenfeng.
We could only stare helplessly.
The scene in the Sea of Consciousness changed rapidly in an instant.
After the roar subsided...
The entire Sea of Consciousness fell silent.
Immediately afterwards, the starry continent disappeared.
Instead, it became an extremely simple mountain village.
The mountain village scene is vividly depicted, with beautiful scenery, clear waters, and lush mountains.
Villagers could still be seen moving about.
It caught the attention of Elder Jian.
Several melodious children's voices rang out from the scene before us.
" Brother Ye, do you think there really are immortals in this world?"
"If you ever cultivate immortality, can you take me with you?"
"Of course! Don't worry, Sister Wan, I'll wait until I return from my cultivation journey."
I'll definitely buy you the best candied hawthorns in the world.
"Okay! It's a pinky promise, pinky swear, never to change..."
Amidst the clear, childlike voices, two figures appeared one after another.
A boy and a girl, who looked to be no more than ten years old.
Her face is sincere and lovely.
Playing and frolicking.
Upon seeing the boy's face, Elder Jian's eyes widened in shock.
"That was... Ye boy!"
"Is this his memory?"
"No, no, I met Ye in a small mountain village within the former Demon Manor of the Western Continent."
"That mountain village is completely different from this one, and there's no sign of that girl there either. This girl..."
"Could this girl he called Sister Wan be Ji Wan? She's from the Ji Household!"
"Could it be that...?"
Elder Jian seemed to have guessed something.
His eyes were filled with horror, and he dared not utter another sound.
They stared intently at the scene before them, holding their breath.
In the picture, two children are playing happily.
The mountain village may be ordinary, but it is full of simple and childlike innocence.
The villagers are friendly; their clothing and food are simple, but they are never short of food or drink.
The only boy whose face resembled Ye Chenfeng fantasized all day about cultivating himself into an immortal.
Therefore, when he was fifteen years old, he resolutely left the mountain village.
" Sister Wan, as if meeting you in person:"
"By the time you read this letter, I will have already set off. Old Li at the village entrance said there's a fairy mountain three hundred miles to the east, where people fly on swords. I want to go and see it."
"If you truly succeed in cultivating immortality, I will return to fetch you. At that time, I will take you to the market in the town at the foot of the mountain and buy you a whole stall of candied hawthorns—red, yellow, hawthorn, and sesame-coated ones! I'll buy you them all. Don't worry, although I'm clumsy, I won't get lost."
"When I return, just wait for me under that old locust tree at the village entrance..."
"Left by Brother Ye—on the Mid-Autumn Festival when I was fifteen."
With a letter of farewell, young Ye Chenfeng left the mountain village where he had lived for many years.
He was going to a sacred mountain three hundred miles away to seek immortality and enlightenment.
For a fifteen-year-old boy from a mountain village, the short journey of three hundred miles felt like stepping into another world.
Ye Chenfeng thought that once he reached that immortal mountain, he would surely be accepted as a disciple by an immortal master.
Then I'll be able to come back and see Sister Wan in a few months.
Sister Wan is probably still angry that he left without saying goodbye.
But it doesn't matter, once he finishes his training, he'll be able to buy all the candied hawthorns in the world.
By then, Sister Wan won't be angry anymore.
Ye Chenfeng worked tirelessly, day and night.
After several days, we finally arrived at the sacred mountain.
There were no immortals or sacred mountains to be seen.
There was only an empty, desolate mountain.
Filled with disappointment, he was unwilling to go back like this.
He believed that there must be a place for spiritual practice in this world.
If he keeps searching, he might succeed.
Yeah, he should be back in a year or two at most.
With this thought in mind, Ye Chenfeng continued on his journey.
That departure lasted for ten years.
He spent ten years traveling through mountains and lakes, but he still couldn't find the location of the immortal gate.
Looking at his weathered appearance with a full beard.
Ye Chenfeng eventually felt exhausted.
He decided to stop looking and go home.
I wonder if Sister Wan is married.
The regret in his heart quickened his pace.
But fate is fickle.
Having just decided to go home, he stumbled into a sect's grand formation by sheer luck.
He was rescued by the disciple on duty, and it was also discovered that he possessed Spirit Root.
Thus began Ye Chenfeng's journey of cultivation.
The sect's tasks are numerous, and cultivation takes no time.
Qi Refinement at twenty-five and Foundation Establishment at eighty-five.
After Foundation Establishment, Ye Chenfeng advanced to the inner sect, finally having the time to leave the sect.
After a full seventy years away from his hometown, he finally returned to that mountain village.
The mountain village has endured the ravages of war.
Everything has changed.
No familiar faces in the familiar place; Ye Chenfeng became completely absorbed in cultivation.
But in the dead of night, when his Spiritual Power stagnated, the image of the girl with her hair tied up in a bun would always involuntarily appear in his mind.
He murmured to himself.
" Sister Wan..."
Ye Chenfeng, whose aptitude was quite good, took sixty years to go from Qi Refinement to Foundation Establishment.
However, it only took him ten years to go from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core.
After Foundation Establishment, the demonic path in the cultivation Immortal Realm rose up, affecting the righteous path.
A great battle erupted between the righteous and the demonic paths.
Ten years of great battles have given rise to countless geniuses and caused the downfall of countless prodigies.
Ye Chenfeng successfully Core Formation and advanced to the rank of True Lord during these ten years.
He became a rising star in the sect, and even represented the sect in the debate between the righteous and demonic geniuses.
He is a representative of the new generation of righteous people.
The representative of the demonic path was none other than someone else.
It was the figure he had been longing for day and night.
The two met, their emotions complex and intense.
After clarifying the misunderstanding, he finally abandoned his spiritual practice and accumulated karma, and retreated into the mountains.
Two hundred years later, the two became Rogue Cultivator and both advanced to the Nascent Soul.
Travel the world and explore historical sites.
As time passed, their cultivation levels steadily increased.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The time for ascension had arrived.
At that time, the upper realm still existed, and ascension did not require the method of sneaking across.
Ascension went smoothly.
But even after becoming an immortal, the path to immortality remains arduous.
The world is full of strict rules and powerful figures.
Ordinary cultivators believe they can achieve immortality and live a carefree life.
In reality, they are controlled by the powerful immortal clans of the upper realm.
Immortal sects often send ascended cultivators to fight mortal enemies or to venture deep into secret realms.
Ye Chenfeng and Ji Wan's lives became increasingly difficult.
Countless times I've been in mortal danger.
The future is bleak.
Until, once again driven by the immortal sect, the two arrived at the place where an Immortal Emperor had passed away.
The two, who were originally restrained by the immortal sect, were now free from their constraints here.
They also unexpectedly gained the inheritance of Immortal Emperor.
Unfortunately, this legacy can only be passed down to one person.
Furthermore, one must be reincarnated and start cultivating again to achieve success.
In the very end, Elder Jian saw was the same view he had when he first entered.
Within Ye Chenfeng's Sea of Consciousness.
A magnificent phantom of a celestial being roared and trembled.
" Ji Wan!"
Why did you betray me?!
Amidst the roar, another image of a celestial being appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.
The ethereal image of the immortal was extremely faint, and its face was indistinct, but it could be vaguely discerned that it was a female immortal.
But the other party said in a complicated tone.
" Chenfeng, you abandoned me once, I'll repay you once more."
"In this life, we're even."