A Chess Piece Goes Awry
Azure Origin City.
At this moment, Azure Origin City can be said to be the most bustling place in the entire Heavenly Desolation Domain, all because one of the ancestors of the Azure Origin Palace is about to become an immortal!
Countless people flocked from all directions, eager to witness the ascension.
But that alone might not be enough to gather so many people. It's also because the Immortal Realm opens wide when people ascend, and celestial energy will descend at that time.
Although it's not much, even obtaining just a little bit will bring immense benefits, the most direct of which is the change in aptitude.
"Uncle-Master, Azure Origin City is now a mixed bag, with many evil and madmen among them. I'm afraid Senior Brother Haiqing can't control it. I'll trouble you, Uncle-Master, to go and set things in order." In the Azure Origin Palace on the mountaintop, a man dressed in an ordinary blue robe, who looked to be no more than twenty years old and had an ordinary appearance, stood at the gate of a palace and bowed.
"What a piece of trash."
"Alright, alright, I'll go check it out."
An impatient voice rang out from inside the palace. Immediately afterward, a handsome young man flung open the door and vanished in a flash, slapping the other man on the back of the head as he left.
In Azure Origin City, on a pavilion.
Xie Fan and Bai Yu were chatting with some fellow Daoists. At this moment, their auras were ordinary, without any of the Evil Qi that Shen Ge had sensed earlier.
He does resemble an ordinary Rogue Cultivator; his method of altering his aura is quite good.
"Fellow Daoists, I have recently encountered a strange matter. I wonder if any of you could help me understand it?"
"Oh? Fellow Huang Yi, why don't you tell me?"
"It is like this: a hundred years ago, I made an enemy of someone in Tiger Break City. I don't know why, but whenever I saw that person, I couldn't stop wanting to kill him, as if we were mortal enemies, and that person felt the same way."
Killing that person felt like an instinct etched into my body, I don't know why, after all, I had no grudges or hatred towards him, and there was no conflict of interest between us.
But that murderous intent made it seem as if we were mortal enemies in a past life, and the kind that would fight to the death.
Twenty years ago, I encountered a strange female cultivator on Monkey Mountain who was the same; she exuded murderous intent from the moment we met, as if it were a fight to the death.
Upon hearing this, everyone frowned, and some even tried to use their divine sense to investigate Huang Yi.
Huang Yi merely frowned at this rude behavior, but said nothing more, after all, he was the one who had asked for advice.
After a while, Xie Fan sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist Huang Yi, my knowledge is shallow, and I really can't understand the reason for your situation. Perhaps, as you say, this is indeed the cause and effect of a past life."
"Is there really a past life? Is there really Samsara?" A man at the Spirit Severing Realm Qingyu with some confusion, seemingly not believing it.
"It's hard to say. Although it hasn't been confirmed, that doesn't mean it doesn't exist," another person chimed in. This person came from the Yellow Wind Sands, which was Buddhist territory, and he had read some Buddhist scriptures. "You should know about the Ten-Thousand-Li Buddha Kingdom of the Yellow Wind Sands, right? Those Buddhists seem to believe in Samsara, and there's even a legend about it."
It is said that about 70,000 years ago, a top genius in Buddhism failed to break through to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm. Before his death, he left behind a maxim, which I remember saying, "Hidden ghosts, returned souls, surely meeting immortals."
"What does this mean?" Xie Fan asked, puzzled. "This proverb seems ambiguous, and it doesn't seem to be about Samsara. Also, the last one, 'the immortal who will surely see the future,' is it an immortal descending to the mortal realm or someone who is about to become an immortal?"
"Buddhist countries advocate achieving immortality, but whether this is true or false is unknown."
"After all, it's been over 70,000 years. Perhaps that eminent monk has already Samsara and become an immortal."
At this moment, a handsome young man gently tapped the table near the corner, attracting everyone's attention. This man was Ye Xingchen, the current sect master of the Myriad Stars Sect, whose strength had reached the Spirit Transformation Peak Stage, just one step away from the Body Integration Realm.
"Do you think it's possible that some powerful beings would separate Spirit Severing and let it wander in the mortal world to walk the path of cultivation again..." Ye Xingchen stopped speaking here, his eyes falling on Huang Yi as he carefully observed him. If Huang Yi did anything wrong, he would definitely run away immediately.
Upon hearing this viewpoint, Huang Yi's previously composed expression instantly darkened, and even a hint of fear unconsciously rose in his eyes.
"You... you mean... I might just be an avatar of some powerful being?!"
"Of course, this view cannot be ruled out." Even Xie Fan somewhat agreed, after all, judging from what Huang Yi said, it was very likely that he had a grudge against that person, and they were mortal enemies, and that person was very likely an avatar.
Upon hearing this, many people nodded in agreement, since the idea of a powerful being creating clones seemed more plausible than Samsara.
But Huang Yi didn't believe it. His face was cold as he said in a low voice, "An avatar? Heh, I grew up in the Ancient Desolation White Rock Town. I've been a beggar, an apprentice, a blacksmith, and a miner. Even my journey to immortality was a chance encounter. Now, over a thousand years have passed. I, a Rogue Cultivator step by step, enduring countless deceitful schemes to reach the Spirit Severing Middle Stage. Now you're telling me it might be an avatar of some powerful figure? I tell you, I don't believe it!"
"I, Huang Yi, have always been Huang Yi, and I am absolutely not someone's alter ego, nor am I a fragment of someone's soul torn apart!"
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, Fellow Daoist Huang Yi. This is just a guess, after all, what you said is a bit too far-fetched." Xie Fan hurriedly tried to smooth things over and appease him.
The others also chimed in, offering words of comfort, "That's right, Fellow Daoist Huang Yi, Fellow Daoist Mo is right. It's just a guess, it doesn't count. There's no need for you to be so angry."
In the corner, Ye Xingchen chuckled as he watched the scene, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he had offended anyone.
Indeed, he was at the Spirit Severing Peak Stage, while Huang Yi was only at the Spirit Severing Middle Stage. Although Huang Yi had climbed his way up as Rogue Cultivator cultivator, Ye Xingchen was confident that he could kill him with little effort in terms of combat strength, so he naturally wouldn't care about such things.
"Fellow Huang Yi, if you want to know if you're an avatar, I have a simple method. Find a Body Integration Realm expert and let them observe your soul. Even if you're a clone created by Tribulation Transcendence Venerable, they'll still be able to detect it," Ye Xingchen transmitted nonchalantly. "Don't be angry with me saying this. After all, it's just in case. If this guess is correct, then you'll have to prepare early, otherwise, you might cease to exist one day."
Huang Yi glared at Ye Xingchen, but didn't retaliate. Instead, he sat in his seat with a gloomy face, deep in thought.
Perhaps he really should have prepared earlier.
Bai Yu watched all this with a smile, not uttering a word the entire time, finding it all amusing, as if she were watching a grand spectacle.
"I never imagined there were such practices in the cultivation Immortal Realm. It's truly an eye-opener."