The Forbidden Path to Immortality - Chapter 183

Chapter 8 Decision

With a creaking sound, the door opened, and Li Xun strode out of the conference room. The door behind him closed, blocking out any detective spiritual energy. Nineteen cultivators representing the various sects, both righteous and evil, were making their decision.

In the preceding quarter of an hour, Li Xun had not only outlined what he knew about Gu Yin’s strengths and weaknesses, revealed the impressive forces behind him, but also directly laid out a battle plan for the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

It wasn’t a meticulously detailed plan, merely a deployment capable of unleashing the vast majority of the forces of the various sects on the East China Sea.

As he’d said, a perfect, foolproof plan wasn’t necessary; a simple decision was all that was needed.

Li Xun had done everything he needed to do. Now he simply waited, not just for the decision of the leaders in the room, but also for Gu Yin’s actions across the sea.

This was a brief pause between two intense conflicts, a kind of calm before the storm.

During this time, Li Xun felt somewhat idle.

Even in the dead of night on Langhuan Island, all he saw and felt were unkind glances. Even though they didn’t endanger his own safety, he still felt uncomfortable. It would be even more awkward if

he ran into someone he knew… His heart skipped a beat before he could finish the thought. He sighed helplessly and turned reluctantly, only to be met with two sharp gazes.

“Fortunately, she didn’t draw her sword the moment we met.”

Li Xun managed a peculiar smile, finding a smile of humour in the midst of hardship. He bowed slightly and said, “Uncle Master Mingji.

” “You can still call me Uncle Master.” “

Under the combined effects of the fierce stare and the darkness of the night, Li Xun couldn’t see the female cultivator’s expression. He didn’t have a strong desire to do so, but just lowered his head slightly as if listening to the teachings of his elders, just as he had always done in the past decades.

This posture made the conflict on the sea two hours ago seem like an absurd dream. No matter how firm Mingji’s heart was in the Tao, she couldn’t help but feel both amused and helpless. Fortunately, she was prepared after all. She only took a moment to recover and a smile appeared on her pretty face, which seemed quite gentle: “For the sake of the name uncle, please follow me.”

This surprised Li Xun. He looked around. The attitudes of the surrounding cultivators had not changed because of Mingji’s appearance. If he followed them, it might be detrimental to the reputation of Mingji and Mingxin Sword Sect.

Mingji had already taken a step ahead. Seeing that he had taken root, he sneered and looked back: “Are you going to wait here for Mingde to chop you with a sword?

Thinking of Mingde’s hot temper, Li Xun grinned and finally followed as he was told, isolating himself from the hostile gazes around him.

After following Ming Ji for a little over a mile, Li Xun noticed that the female cultivator didn’t seem to be making a spontaneous move, but rather had a clear purpose.

The distance wasn’t too long, and by the time Li Xun wanted to ask, they had already reached their destination. At their feet, a small, slightly elevated hillock sat, and from their perch, they could just barely see a separate courtyard

. A few lights flickered within the courtyard, but the majority remained shrouded in darkness. A few faint shadows drifted at the boundary between light and darkness, a strange contrast of light that gave the courtyard a somewhat gloomy and oppressive atmosphere. Li Xun quickly sensed the tension within the courtyard, while the monks moving in and out of it seemed to be guarding a target within.

“Gu Pin’er is inside,” Ming Ji said, her voice smooth as she spoke.

Li Xun frowned and looked over. “What’s going on?”

“As you can see, she’s been locked up.”

Only then did Li Xun realize that Gu Pin’er’s previous attack on Ming Ji had been exposed. He opened his mouth to ask if Ming Ji had “betrayed” Gu Pin’er, but then thought it pointless and simply kept silent, waiting for Ming Ji to give him an answer.

Unfortunately, Ming Ji didn’t bother to explain the whole story, not even bothering to glance at her. She simply gazed down at the courtyard below, seemingly content to remain standing there until Li Xun spoke first.

Helpless, Li Xun could only concede. “Alright, Uncle Ming Ji, why did you bring me here? Do you want me to rescue her?”

Ming Ji still didn’t respond. Her gaze seemed to penetrate the walls and roof of the courtyard, revealing the lonely figure within. Li Xun followed her lead, peering over, but of course, he saw nothing.

“Gu Pin’er admitted her relationship with you, and was subsequently confined here by Master Dayan until the East China Sea incident is resolved. If nothing unexpected happens, she’ll likely be confined to the sect for the rest of her life… Do you think she resembles someone?”

Li Xun didn’t know what expression to adopt, but he resonated with Mingji’s sentiments. “She looks like Qingyin, right? They’re like cut from the same cloth.”

Mingji suddenly turned and stared intently into his eyes. “You know what I’m talking about! I’m asking you, are you doing this because of Uncle Qingyin?”

Li Xun stared at her for a moment, then broke into a laugh. “I thought Uncle Mingji wouldn’t be so fussy… Fortunately, I haven’t reached the point where I need you to make excuses for me.”

Before Mingji could react, he smiled and stepped back, shifting the distance between them from ambiguous to a stark confrontation.

His movements inevitably shifted the energy between them, shattering the atmosphere that had been formed, intentionally or unintentionally.

“I don’t want to recount my so-called inner journey; it’s too noisy. Uncle, you just need to know that this situation was predetermined from the beginning. Neither Qingyin nor Zhongyin means anything!”

“Uncle Zhongyin?”

Mingji was clearly shocked. She hadn’t expected Zhongyin to be involved. Li Xun, still unwilling to explain, walked down the hillock and said, “Thank you, Uncle, for reminding me to say a few words to Gu Pin’er. Uncle, you won’t stop me, will you?” He

didn’t even turn around as he spoke. Mingji stood on the hillock, making no attempt to stop him. Soon, darkness separated them.

By the time they reached the bottom of the hillock, Mingji’s figure was obscured. However, Li Xunzhuo’s spiritual sense could still clearly discern the female cultivator’s unique vitality, a pulse more direct than any words. Li Xun felt the other cultivator’s sword-like agility and sharpness as if sealed in an invisible sheath, its edge dulled, heavy, and permeated with a sense of deep fatigue.

This feeling of feedback, for some reason, sent a surge of energy through him. He turned and shouted, “If you have the guts, come and kill me!” As soon

as the words left his mouth, Li Xun felt it was more like a childish, angry outburst. A sense of absurdity washed over him, and amidst his laughter, the clanging of sword energy from the hillock echoed in his response.

Li Xun, no longer concerned about the beautiful woman behind him, strode briskly to the front of the courtyard.

The two cultivators guarding the courtyard were, besides Gu Pin’er and Mei Jie, the other two third-generation disciples of the Tianxingjian Sect stranded on the island. Already startled by the laughter, they turned around and saw the Blood Demon himself. They were stunned for a moment, losing the courage to stop him.

Li Xun, now in a different position, naturally didn’t bother to deal with them, treating them as clay sculptures or wooden figures, and walked straight forward, pushing open the courtyard gate.

The two third-generation disciples finally came to their senses and opened their mouths to shout when the inner door of the courtyard silently opened. Mei Jie, dressed in pure white, strolled out to the center of the courtyard, blocking Li Xun’s path.

From beginning to end, her steps and demeanor were calm and unhurried, as if she was confident in her plan, yet completely unaware of the terrifying nature of the blood demon before her.

Li Xun admired the woman’s demeanor, and for Gu Pin’er’s sake, he didn’t hesitate. She stood still and smiled, “Senior Sister Mei, are you going to stop me?”

Mei Jie’s expression was solemn, and her voice was slightly lowered as she spoke. “I just want to ask you one question: Did you kill Senior Brother He and the others?”

Li Xun blinked, only to realize, a fraction of a second later, that Senior Brother He was actually He Mulan and the others who had died in Songjing. The case had already been settled, but with Gu Pin’er’s change of heart, her previous testimony was no longer valid. It was no wonder Mei Jie asked this question.

Under normal circumstances, Li Xun might have readily agreed to this question. However, at this moment, if the feud was not properly resolved, the idea of uniting with the various sects might collapse. He was quick-witted and responded, “Didn’t Gu Pin’er tell you? In that case, I don’t need to answer. If you have time, go ask Yin Sanren.”

He neither confirmed nor denied, then brought up the elusive Yin Sanren, immediately choking Mei Jie.

The female cultivator was about to ask more, but Li Xun’s words were full of arrogance and coldness, a repulsive air that seemed to stretch her a thousand miles

. Combined with his notorious reputation, Mei Jie’s courage was beginning to falter. Without further delay, Li Xun snorted and walked straight towards him. Overwhelmed by his aura, Mei Jie involuntarily made way for the main hall, and the two passed each other.

Of course, the courtyard wasn’t just occupied by a few third-generation disciples. Li Xun could sense that at least two True Person Realm cultivators were hiding in the shadows. Their

seniority made them more cautious, so they were just waiting and watching. He dismissed the question with a look and demeanor as if he were at home. Using his keen senses, he located Gu Pin’er’s position, walked around the main hall, and made his way to the bedroom in the back.

He was about to push the door open, but a change of heart stopped him and he knocked twice. The soft, long breathing in the room suddenly stopped, then quickly returned. But Li Xun received no response.

After waiting at the door for two breaths, Li Xun let out a chuckle and pushed it open. The darkness within the room fluttered out like a bat with its wings spread, interweaving with the light and shadow outside. The apparent silence revealed a wealth of information.

As Li Xun stepped inside, the wind rustled, carrying a familiar fragrance. The female cultivator in the dark room threw herself into his arms, then tightly grasped his waist and back, so that their bodies fit together with almost no space.

Their posture was so i*imate, their bodies connected, as if they were merging into one. Unfortunately, they still had two heartbeats, one frantic and the other calm and deep.

“Help me, help me!”

Gu Pin’er’s voice trembled, clearly filled with fear. Anyone else would have thought she was begging Li Xun to rescue her, but Li Xun knew that was not the case.

A moment passed as Gu Pin’er held him close to Li Xun, yet he hesitated to respond. The woman’s trembling was fully visible, transmitted through the close contact of their bodies to Li Xun’s. Simultaneously, Li Xun’s calm, almost cruel, physical attitude returned the blow without a trace of loss.

Gradually, the woman’s burning temperature began to subside, and even the grip on Li Xun’s waist and back loosened slightly, hesitantly.

Just then, Li Xun reached out and clasped her slender waist, lowering his head slightly to whisper in her ear, his voice soft and gentle, “It’s not what you think.”

Gu Pin’er tilted her pretty face up in bewilderment, and the coolness of her cheek against Li Xun’s told him that she was already tearful, her confusion evident. Li Xun sighed softly, his warm breath swirling around the woman’s neck, successfully eliciting a shudder.

Li Xun extended his tongue again, gently licking the nun’s delicate earlobe. This inappropriately affectionate gesture was far more stimulating than usual. The nun shuddered violently, almost giving the impression of struggle, but her body quickly softened, only her arms, still clinging to him, remained firm.

Suddenly, Li Xun forcefully embraced Gu Pin’er and took two quick steps, pushing her back onto the bed.

Gu Pin’er let out a low cry, lying on her back, involuntarily posing in a seductive position. Li Xun leaned forward slightly, meeting the nun’s gaze.

“It’s not what you thought,” he said again, lifting the nun’s skirt. Gu Pin’er almost moaned, her voice a mix of fear, shyness, and excitement hard to tell.

The nun outside wasn’t completely foolish; they had sensed something was amiss. The atmosphere was already tense, but Li Xun ignored it and pressed forward, ready to commit a sinister act on this island, teeming with nuns from various sects.

The moment his body pressed down on her, a series of muffled groans echoed from outside the room, still carrying the intimidating force of thunder. Gu Pin’er, as if waking from a dream, felt incredibly stiff, and she didn’t know what to do with her arms, which were still wrapped around Li Xun’s waist and back.

Seeing her like this, Li Xun chuckled softly, “See, I was right. Hiding something from others is completely different from being watched. Tell me if you’re willing to die for me!”

Gu Pin’er’s body temperature rose sharply, and though she didn’t speak, she nodded repeatedly. Her loose hair brushed against Li Xun’s cheek, tickling him comfortably. However, Li Xun wasn’t satisfied. He pressed down on the female cultivator and said in a deep voice, “Don’t you know how to speak anymore? Speak louder so they can all hear!”

The stiffness returned to Gu Pin’er, and this reaction was so natural and faithful that it reached Li Xun’s heart. He sighed, not knowing whether he felt disappointed or relieved.

At this moment, the sensations between the two sides were mutual. Gu Pin’er was at her most sensitive moment. As soon as Li Xun’s thoughts arose, she noticed it. After a burst of fine vibrations, her hot tears flowed again. She put aside everything and opened her mouth to shout.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, Zhang Lixun covered her mouth with his hand: “Don’t shout. If you open your mouth, you will be no different from that person.”

In the darkness, Gu Pin’er’s bright eyes flashed. She was weak and bewildered, but more confused. Li Xun did not remove his palm, but put his lips to the female cultivator’s ear again and whispered: “A long time ago, there was a beautiful woman who fell in love with someone like you. She was willing to live and die for that person. Similarly, her love was not tolerated by the sect, and you are confined to a small circle like you are now.”

“The only difference between you and her is that she goes one step further than you. She can ignore the outside world’s eyes and live purely for the one she loves, and throw away any friendship between fellow disciples. She can shamelessly have s*x with her lover in front of her senior brother, and can kill her fellow disciples without hesitation. As for betraying her teacher and destroying her ancestors, it is not a problem at all…”

“Yes, she is Qingyin, my great-uncle who betrayed the sect for love. Her lover is the famous devil Yu Sanren. I call them ‘a pair of dogs and bitches’. Pin’er has learned from your previous experience. Are you willing to be another pair with me?”

Li Xun could clearly feel the female cultivator’s lips trembling slightly in his palm. He grinned but did not remove his palm. Instead, he continued to whisper, “Don’t rush to answer. I can tell you frankly that what I hate most in my life is this pair of dogs and bitches. Now are you sure you want to be another pair with me?

” “If you are willing, it will be equivalent to breaking with the Tianxingjian Sect and the entire righteous path. No matter whether it is the master, elders, close friends or fellow disciples, they will all become enemies. As for the early deceased He Mulan and other brothers, it was just the beginning. Come on, pick up your sword and try the feeling of slaughtering your fellow disciples, just like what that bitch Qingyin did! “

Gu Pin’er’s body was as cold as ice.

“Or we can take it slow and gradual. First, perform a live s*x show in front of your elders and senior brothers and sisters. Don’t be shy and turn up the volume, just like we did before…”

Li Xun finally took his hand away from the woman’s lips and moved it down to move it around her slender body before reaching under her skirt and forcing her legs apart.

Li Xun did whatever he wanted, and Gu Pin’er was as stiff as a puppet. Li Xun was very dissatisfied with this: “Where did your lecherous energy go? Do you think I was raping you?”

Gu Pin’er’s body trembled again, and the sound finally escaped her throat. It was a faint sob, barely able to contain the weight of despair and sorrow.

“You still don’t want to!” Li Xun sneered, straightening up and declaring, “Congratulations! You haven’t fallen to the same level as that slave. Of course, I won’t be another Yu San Ren.”

As the words fell, Li Xun’s scalp suddenly exploded. The air around him suddenly solidified, and a rumble like thunder reverberated on a profoundly profound level.

The world was overturned by murderous intent!

Li Xun didn’t understand the art of reading qi, but the island was filled with the world’s most elite figures. Their inner and outer worlds were interconnected. When their thoughts shifted, the vital energy of the outer world also shifted.

Of course, only cultivators of Li Xun’s caliber could perceive these extremely subtle yet immense changes.

At this moment, the leaders of the nineteen sects of good and evil finally made their decision!

At that moment, Gu Pin’er struggled to sit up and once again clung to him tightly, like a drowning man clinging to a last scrap of driftwood, no matter how rotten and fragile it was.

“You thought you were drowning, but the water had barely reached your feet…” Perhaps influenced by the people outside, Li Xun sealed Gu Pin’er’s fate at that moment. He reached out and gently stroked the back of the female cultivator’s head. A subtle energy emanated from her, and she immediately collapsed into his arms.

Compared to her earlier time in the Southeast Forest, Gu Pin’er’s state of mind had clearly become richer and more dynamic, likely due to her emotional fluctuations and her improved cultivation, which was causing her body to adjust itself.

The human body is strange. On the one hand, memory is so unreliable and can be altered in countless ways, but on the other hand, behind the distorted memories, a corner of the brain always retains the truest truth, waiting to be unearthed.

The “heart-locking technique” that had been implanted in Gu Pin’er earlier had actually lost its effect, but it had become so tightly bound to the female cultivator’s psychic wounds that the remaining restrictions still lingered, affecting her thoughts and emotions in every way.

“What will happen if she truly wakes up?” As for letting Gu Pin’er “transform into Qingyin,” forget it!

With just a thought, the previously nearly untouchable confinement was erased. At the same time, under Li Xun’s special technique, Gu Pin’er also fell into a deep sleep. During sleep, she adjusted the damage to her brain meridians over the years. She would not wake up for two or three days.

However, after she woke up, she might face a world completely different from the previous decades. As for how she would change by then, Li Xun was melancholy but also quite looking forward to it.

Gently placing Gu Pin’er on the couch, Li Xun turned around and opened the door without any reluctance. Outside, Tianxingjian Sect cultivators like Mei Xue all looked unhappy. But at this moment, there was a matter that was a hundred times more important than Gu Pin’er weighing on everyone’s head.

In the courtyard, the portly Immortal Master Su Yao must have just arrived. He didn’t ask what had happened, and said gravely, “By order of the sect masters, Mr. Baigui is invited to the meeting room.”

Li Xun hummed, then raised his head to gaze at the gradually darkening night sky. Perhaps inspired by this, Heaven had spared no effort to provide a suitable backdrop. Deep in the ocean, a storm was brewing.

The storm was about to strike!

No matter how slow the sect masters had been before, once they made a decision, it was swift as lightning. They had mastered the essence of military strategy. The delay had already been considerable, and now the situation in the East China Sea was clear, both sides’ positions distinct, and there was no need for further empty talk. Over a hundred of the most elite cultivators were ready.

Li Xun stood atop a high cliff on the west side of Langhuan Island. Beyond the sea lay the vast conglomerate of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, comprising a hundred thousand cultivators. Beside him, standing with his hands behind his back, stood Ramash, the foremost leader of the evil sects and the leader of the Succubus Sect.

When the great battle approached, figures like them seemed more relaxed than usual, as if the fierce battle with such a disparate number of people that would soon follow was nothing more than a leisurely outing. There was no trace of tension or wariness between the two men; instead, they felt like two long-time friends discussing the state of affairs, chatting and laughing.

They had just begun discussing Gu Yin’s tactics. Li Xun, with his familiarity with Gu Yin, had delivered pertinent and accurate comments, and Ramash had listened attentively, demonstrating his respect for this foe. Finally, he suddenly sighed, “Gu Zhixuan’s divine grace and genius are a rare sight, rare even in a thousand years. Yet, fortunately or unfortunate, he has even raised an even more remarkable niece. I used to think that Zhong Yin was the only one in the world who could rival Yu San Ren. Now, Gu Yin has to join the fray.”

Ramash’s expression was indescribable. Li Xun turned to look, only to see the sea breeze whipping his silver-gray hair, revealing the demonic patterns on his face. But with his expression as calm as water, the patterns had lost their original eerie, now gleaming brightly beneath the dark clouds.

Just as he was wondering, the evil leader suddenly lifted his head and laughed heartily. His abrupt burst of lofty ambition was like the sun breaking through the clouds on the other side of the island, shrouded in dark clouds. In that moment, Li Xun was reduced to a supporting role, watching the master unleash his long-dormant strength.

“With Zhong Yin’s departure, this world has lost sevenfold its glory. Now, finally, this peerless genius has emerged to confront him. How delightful!”

His voice radiated with unbridled force, its waves surging, echoing throughout the island. All cultivators, both righteous and evil, could not help but see their blood boil. Several of the normally heroic even roared and shouted in response.

Despite this, Li Xun remained remarkably calm. While he grasped Ramash’s fierce fighting spirit and desire for dominance, he also felt a sense of regret. His thoughts drifted to a distant place.

The morale of the Nineteen Sects of Good and Evil suddenly reached its peak.

At this moment, he too thought of Zhong Yin.

He suddenly realized how fortunate it had been to have him in the Tongxuan Realm!

That monster was like an insurmountable mountain, forcing the entire world to look up to him. Righteous cultivators used him as a guiding light, while the evil sects sought to defeat him. Even masters like the Three Wanderers and the Old Demon Kunpeng lived day and night in his shadow, desperately trying to escape their impasse.

It was precisely because of this that the once stagnant Tongxuan Realm was able to see waves of change, preventing it from sinking into a dull, lifeless silence.

As Ramash had said, Zhong Yin’s departure had diminished this world’s color by seven points. If it weren’t for the sudden emergence of the Wandering Cultivator Alliance, how terrifying would a dark world without a beacon of light be?

In this sense, Gu Yin had effectively replaced Zhong Yin as the Tongxuan Realm’s brightest beacon. The absurdity was that people like Ramash, who stood beside him, were now single-mindedly focused on destroying this beacon. The paradox was beyond words.

A storm a hundred miles away had already reached the front. The wind was howling fiercely on the high cliffs, and the temperature dropped sharply. Li Xun stopped his wandering thoughts and turned to look at Ramash, who happened to be looking back. Their eyes met. Li Xun smiled and stretched out his hand to invite: “I hope to see the master’s divine power today to fulfill my wish.”

“Let’s meet in a secluded place.”

Ramash responded with a smile. His voice became lower and lower, and finally it was just a muffled thunder rolling in his chest.

Thunder roared and Ramash’s slender figure rose into the air. In the blink of an eye, he tore through the clouds in the sky and disappeared between the sea and the sky.

From this moment on, the Nineteen Sects of Good and Evil and the Loose Cultivator Alliance officially went to war!

Please continue to look forward to the exciting sequel of “The Immortal Journey in the Netherworld”.