Chapter Seven, Human Journey

In the brilliant sword light, only a solitary figure remains

The left hand gently tugged at the right lapel of the cloak, four slender fingers exposed, pale, slightly stiff, devoid of vitality, resembling not the hand of a living person. On the ring finger, there was a large amethyst ring.

The disciple was praised, and for the first time in his life, Luo Yinfan felt the pride of being a master, humbly saying: "The palace master overpraises me." Looking at the adorable little disciple, he could not help but curve his lips into a smile.

The immortal masters of Nanhua all possess swords, indeed

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the shop, holding half of a leftover pancake, intended to be thrown to the yellow dog guarding the door as a reward. However, unexpectedly, a filthy little beggar by the wall lunged forward first, snatched the pancake from the ground, and desperately stuffed it into his mouth, clearly showing that he was very hungry

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Although the Ten Thousand Calamities Demon Palace has been dismantled, in recent years, the Nine Nether Demon Palace has quietly risen, providing a refuge for demons, who have gradually begun to emerge and wreak havoc once again. Although there are disciples of the immortal sect guarding the city, these remote areas inevitably suffer greatly from their actions

It was originally thought that today would be impossible to escape this calamity, but unexpectedly, there was a turn of events. The wind demon, seeing that there was a hostage, felt both lucky and delighted, and retreated to the side of the later wind demon. The two demons exchanged glances, sharing the same intention. This little girl was captured just right; if she were taken back to the wind demon king, she could serve as a leverage against him in the future, undoubtedly a significant achievement.

After a long while, the inn's door finally opened a crack, revealing only an eye: "Who is it?"

Fortunately, now that he is here, who would dare to bully his disciples

The shadow was startled and turned around

The spirit of the demon is dissipating, and the body of the wind demon is gradually becoming transparent, faint as light smoke

In the corner of the wall not far away, a black sleeve swept by, and upon looking again, it was already empty with no one in sight

The master and apprentice conversed as they traveled, and at dusk, Luo Yinfan descended on a remote small town on his sword, intending to find an inn to rest for the night and continue their journey the next day

Only treating the arrival as an ordinary celestial visitor, he never expected it would be him. Feng Mo finally understood the magnitude of the trouble he had caused. He had long heard of Chonghua Luoyin Fan, but only today, upon seeing him in person, did he realize the extent of his magical prowess. Even more surprising was that the renowned Luoyin Fan, famous across the six realms, would be such a person.

Once the sword was drawn, Luo Yinfan caught the returning heavy purple sword, which fell silently to the ground. She took her hand and walked away slowly, never looking back again

In the dead of night, above the mass grave, a waning crescent moon squats in the east, sneering coldly

The master held the hand of the apprentice, and the two of them steadily stepped onto the sword's body

In the corner, in the open space between two desolate graves, lay a man resembling a village constable, already unconscious and unaware. Beside him, a shadow, almost transparent and indistinct, like smoke or mist, hovered over him, resembling a legendary vampire. Vital energy continuously surged from the man's mouth and nose, being absorbed by the shadow.

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A dozen new graves, with lights lit in front of them, how could so many people suddenly die in this small village? A black dog wanders among the graves, and a faint dark aura lingers in the air above the mass grave.

A fat man burst out of the shop, cursing loudly, and kicked towards the little beggar, presumably the owner of the bakery.

Luo Yin Fan Dao: "My master and I have come from Nanhua and passed through your esteemed place, wishing to stay at an inn"

Like the god of the sea, noble in white garments, dignified, yet devoid of any trace of harshness, evoking a sense of reverence that compels one to kneel in worship

This strike must scatter the demon gods, yet the peace of the six realms should not be achieved through slaughter

Stay at the inn for the night, and set off at dawn

A deep purple tinged with black, the subtle hues shimmer with a mysterious and splendid luster beneath the moonlight

The sea stretches blue for a thousand miles beneath my feet, the garment billows in the wind upon my body, and behind me, a round red sun sprays clouds.

The long sword flew out of its sheath, its brilliance shimmering like rippling water. In today's world, the esteemed Zunzhang of Chonghua, Luo Yinfan, wields a sword that chases the waves, sweeping across the six realms, unmatched by any adversary

The little beggar looked at the immortal with eyes full of surprise and confusion, just like she did in her youth

Aren't you afraid of your master killing someone

There are countless beggars in the world, how can one save them all? As a member of the immortal sect, do I not understand that life and death, as well as wealth and poverty, are all determined by fate? It is not within my purview to intervene; it is merely that I find joy in watching her do as she pleases, so I let her be.

The master and disciple arrived at the sea on their flying swords. Zhuo Yao had already received the news and personally brought his disciples to wait outside the palace gate to welcome them

Chongzi tightly grasped his hand, unable to resist turning back to look.

The Falling Star Kill, the Sword Piercing the Falling Star, is merely a common killing technique of the Nanhua Sect. However, there is only one person capable of executing it to this extent, and that is Luo Yinfan, renowned for this signature killing move. Against ordinary demons, one strike is all that is needed.

A tall figure, whose appearance is unknown, is draped in a long black cloak that trails down to the grave, almost enveloping his entire being, exuding an air of malevolence akin to that of a ghostly specter

"Are you afraid, child?"

They are demons, not humans. The master would not harm anyone; it must be them who have committed wrongdoings

The waves steadily brought the two to the palace gate. Luo Yinfan led Chongzi down, sheathed the sword, and stepped forward to clasp her hands in salute, saying: "Chonghua has been entrusted by Master Yu, bringing my disciple Chongzi here to convey the congratulations of the Nanhua Sect to Palace Master Zhuo on her celestial longevity, wishing the Palace Master boundless longevity."

Having reached this point, if one still does not repent or change, then there is nothing left but to punish them

Wind Demon, in astonishment: "Falling Star Kill!"

Suddenly, the corner of the lip curled up.

However, the number of beggars on the streets does not seem to have decreased compared to previous years

Just now, when captured by the Wind Demon, Chongzi was not afraid at all, for she knew that her master would surely come to her rescue

In the place where the two wind demons disappeared, there stood a black figure beside the grave mound

He certainly did not kick it down

"Good child, there is no need for excessive courtesy, quickly get up," Zhuo Yao was also pleased with her obedience, extending a hand to help her up, and upon discovering her exceptional physique, could not help but exclaim repeatedly, "You are truly fortunate, esteemed one! To have received such a disciple!"

Understanding the identity of the visitor, everyone was left in a daze, and an involuntary expression of respect appeared on their faces

Along the way, Zhong Zi had already heard from her master that the immortal sects are divided into two factions: one is the Sword Immortals, and the other is the Spell Immortals. The Changsheng Palace and the Maoshan Sect belong to the Spell Immortal faction, while the Qinghua Palace, along with the Nanhua Sect and the Kunlun Sect, are part of the Sword Immortal faction, which naturally fosters deeper connections. This time, in celebration of the longevity of the master of Qinghua Palace, Zhuo Yao, the congratulatory gift prepared by Yu Du consists of eight extremely precious Nine-turn Golden Pills.

It was still bright, yet every household along the streets had already tightly closed their doors

It would be great to have the immortal present, so everyone can sleep soundly tonight

The master will certainly do his utmost, but you must also remember that before the divine realm is restored, it is the responsibility of us disciples of the immortal sect to guard the Six Realms Monument and uphold the well-being of all living beings, a duty that must never be forgotten at any time

Zhuo Yao smiled and replied: "It is an honor for you to travel thousands of miles to visit; the Qinghua canopy shines brightly, so there is no need for formalities"

Graves scattered everywhere, with broken lanterns and shattered tombstones; amidst them, a few stunted and lowly trees emerge, their branches bare and stark, casting shadows that are uneven and resemble ghostly claws

At the same time, his voice came through

Seven years have passed since the catastrophe, a span of time sufficient for the earth to be revived, for the clouds to disperse and the mist to clear, for the sun and moon to shine brightly, and for the mountains and rivers to be serene, with no trace of decay remaining. In the small town, the alleys echo with the crowing of roosters and the barking of dogs, while the main streets are bustling with people coming and going. The houses on both sides are neatly arranged. At noon, smoke rises from cooking fires, the blacksmith's shop continues to ring with the sound of "ding ding dang dang," and the oven in the pancake shop is baking several golden-yellow pancakes, filling the air with a delightful aroma, presenting a scene of vibrant human life.

In the gentle breeze, the waves carry the master and disciple flying this way

Unexpectedly, the little girl took the cake but did not eat it; instead, she squatted down and placed the cake into the hands of the little beggar: "Here, you eat."

This time, it is undoubtedly difficult to escape. Feng Mo, relying on having the hostage in hand, immediately seized the back of Chong Zi's head: "Is there such a cheap deal in the world! Luo Yin Fan, I do not believe that you would disregard your disciple's life. If you continue to pressure me, do not blame me for shattering her soul!"

For the beggar, such a cake was already a rare delicacy. The little girl hesitated for a moment, then ran back to the immortal in the distance and spoke for a while. Soon, she returned with two coins: "Buy two cakes"

The boss gladly took the money and wrapped two pancakes for her

A neatly dressed little girl stood in front of him, making it impossible for anyone to kick her away; thus, he had no opportunity to experience the hardships he should have faced

Had his heavy burden been such a life before? At such a young age, suffering from bullying and enduring discrimination, yet still not losing his kind nature, could such a child truly become a demon?

Luo Yinfan said: "Let her go"

Luo Yinfan slightly furrowed her brows

So it was you causing trouble, Wind Demon

The person on the sword stands calmly, his expression serene yet not cold, his demeanor and grace difficult to describe. Beside him, a little girl exudes vitality, her fair pinkish face and a pair of large eyes even clearer than the flowing sword. Hand in hand, the large and the small, both dressed in immaculate white, appear as if they have stepped out of a painting

A cold light flashed overhead, yet it was the return of the waves.

The words that followed were left unspoken, and the tone of the resentful voice suddenly changed.

Another Wind Demon stood still, watching as the sword net descended and tightened.

"Luo Yinfan, stop it now!" came a cold laugh.

The waves surged abruptly into the sky, slicing through the vast expanse, resembling lightning amidst the clouds, instantly transforming into countless blades, indistinguishable from one another. Beneath the cold moon, innumerable identical swords descended from the heavens, intertwining to form a massive net

Luo Yinfan gazed at the waves for a while, and finally sheathed it.

A figure stands quietly in mid-air, with a cold moon hanging high behind them, appearing as if they have come from within the moon. Their white garments flutter in the wind, ethereal and untainted. Beneath their feet, a long sword glimmers with a cold light, resembling ripples on water. Their elegance is truly beyond the comparison of ordinary words

The child remembered.

The person arrived at the front so quickly, and the wind demon who had kidnapped Chongzi was the first to regain his senses: "Indeed, the esteemed Zunzhang Chonghua lives up to his reputation"

While the two were conversing, Zhong Zi An stood quietly beside Luo Yin Fan, also observing. The master of Qinghua Palace appeared to be around forty years old, with a face adorned with a blue beard, amiable yet maintaining an air of authority, bearing a resemblance to Yu Du by about seventy percent.

Several fellows who were originally hiding inside rushed out to greet upon hearing the words

Not afraid

The master does not like killing, even if they are demons. Chongzi feels a greater respect arise within, and indeed turns away, no longer looking: "Chong'er understands."

The wave spins in mid-air, slowly descending, and lies before me

Being able to save people like the immortal elder brother makes Chongzi very happy: "Yes, if he dares to bully others, we will teach him a lesson with counterfeit money"

He originally intended to use Ziqi to threaten him, but to his surprise, he disregarded the life and death of his disciple and insisted on taking action. With the sword aimed at him, he thought it would be difficult to escape death today. His malicious intent surged, and he steeled his heart, raising his palm to strike Ziqi on the back of the head, sneering: "Good! What a ruthless Luo Yinfan! Just as the legends say, you are indeed heartless. Since you refuse to let us have a way out, even in death, I will make sure your obedient disciple accompanies you to the grave, you..."

Alright

Such a well-behaved little girl is certainly not comparable to a little beggar, and the boss immediately withdrew his foot, breaking into a smile: "Little girl, would you like to buy two cakes to eat?"

With the demons vanquished, the dark greenish-black mist in the air gradually dissipated, and the chaotic burial mound once again fell into silence, becoming increasingly lifeless, as if the moonlight on the ground had also turned more pallid.

Qinghua Mountain is not much inferior to Nanhua Mountain, with clouds enveloping it and purple mist swirling around. Several green peaks rise above the clouds, suspended in the sky over the East China Sea, facing the sea, clouds, and the red sun, bathed in the sea breeze, presenting a magnificent sight.

Upon clarifying the identity of the visitor, the boss immediately took out two pastries from the store and tempted, "The celestial child must have come with the celestial elder, right? I know you do not need to eat, but you could buy two pastries to try, they are very fragrant!"

The black cloak was attached to the hood, which was pulled down low, and combined with the shadows cast by the moonlight, it perfectly concealed most of the face, revealing only a slightly pointed, elegantly contoured chin, along with thin and graceful lips

The crisp sound drew hearty laughter from the guests, and before them was a vivid scene resembling a birthday celebration for an immortal child, only missing a longevity peach, prompting the guests to express their good wishes.

The Wind Demon, in a state of panic and desperation to escape, found that there was no way out except to await death in the face of the current situation. Just as he was about to lose all hope, the circumstances suddenly changed.

The little girl stood up and happily walked away, holding the hand of the fairy in white.

Not bad

I know the demon realm

Luo Yinfan gently patted the head of her little disciple, feeling a sense of tenderness

The owner of the bakery watched the silhouettes of a large and a small figure fade away, filled with confusion, yet he did not notice that the little girl had already lost two leaves from the willow branch in her hand

A businessman would certainly be able to discern the implications contained in this action; it is clearly a manifestation of a child’s inability to make decisions. The boss immediately followed her gaze and was taken aback, his mouth agape.

Luo Yinfan was somewhat surprised, not expecting that the other party had already noticed Chongzi and had gone to the inn to abduct someone: "Chonger?"

Where there are people, they are clearly divine beings

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Luo Yinfan knew it was not right, but said nothing more and pulled her forward to knock on the door

There are certain matters in this world that are not determined by your willingness or unwillingness to act, the Wind Demon absorbs the life force of others for cultivation, and the people in the town are all victims of their actions, if we do not take such measures, they will cause more harm to others

He spoke slowly, his voice ethereal: "To extract a person's vital energy and harm their life, such a crime deserves punishment."

On ordinary days, mortals cannot see the celestial mountains. However, as the lifespan of the esteemed Palace Master is nearing its end, the palace gates are wide open this month to welcome guests from all directions to celebrate the birthday. This is akin to the Nan Hua Sect choosing a date to open the celestial gates and recruit disciples. Luo Yin Fan, accompanied by Chong Zi, arrived just in time for the most bustling moment, with various celestial guests arriving on flying swords, riding clouds, and esteemed guests from the mortal realm arriving by boat, in an endless stream

The Demon Realm is also one of the Six Realms, but they are intent on overturning the Six Realms, attempting to disrupt the order and turn both the human and celestial realms into the same chaos as the Demon Realm, transforming it into a dominion of demons. They have repeatedly invaded Nanhua, seeking to enter the Tongtian Gate and destroy the Six Realms Stele

You ... ... what happened! You ... ... " In the voice, there was no longer a trace of pride, only horror and despair

She was a girl of about twelve or thirteen years old, with a small, melon-seed-shaped face adorned with two large, expressive eyes. Dressed in a pure white garment, she held a fresh, vibrant willow branch in her slender hand, and her entire demeanor exuded a refreshing charm that was quite endearing

A person slowly rises from the sea of clouds

At the sound of "Elder Chonghua has arrived," all the immortals and mortals turned their faces in unison.

Luo Yinfan looked at him for a while, then suddenly said: "Is that so"

As the word "exterminate" was uttered, the person had already turned their back, and at the same time, a sword shot out from beneath their feet, piercing through the clouds. In the blink of an eye, it fell straight down from the sky, its brilliance dazzling, its momentum akin to stars falling from the ninth heaven, illuminating an area of several dozen zhang as if it were broad daylight

The two demons were shocked and hurriedly came to a stop.

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Yet another wind demon has arrived, holding a ball of white shadow in its arms: "Your disciple is in our hands, do you not care for her life?"

The soft little hand is tightly holding onto him at this moment, as if afraid to let go.

The master does not wish to kill them, but in order to save others, it is necessary to kill them

The people here go to sleep quite early

The shopkeeper lamented, "Immortal, you may not know, but in our town, a monster has been causing trouble for the past few days, and already more than ten people have died. Immortal, please show some compassion and save us.

What is the Six Realms

How could Luo Yinfan's disciple easily fall into the hands of others? To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, he had already cast a spell on her in advance. The Wind Demon harbored murderous intent and ultimately reaped the consequences of its own actions

Throughout his life, he has vanquished countless demons, yet now he finds himself plagued by inner demons. He cannot help but admit that he is worried, worried that one day, as his master and senior brothers have said, an unforeseen event may occur. At that time, how could he bring himself to act? She is his first and perhaps only disciple, the most obedient and sensible child. To save her, he must hasten to master the art of the Mirror Heart.

Upon hearing the words "Nan Hua," the door creaked open with a loud "creak," revealing a thin shopkeeper who, in surprise, called out to those behind him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's the immortal, the immortal from Nan Hua Mountain!"

Luo Yinfan immediately raised her other hand and gently covered her eyes, shaking her head and saying, "Do not look, Zhong'er, there is nothing worth seeing. Although they are of the demon race, committing numerous evils and reaping what they sow, and now being forced to be punished, regardless of right or wrong, killing is ultimately not a good thing. I must also remind myself at all times that it is best not to act unless absolutely necessary. Do you understand?"

Some things are more terrifying than the invasion of the demon race

The Six Realms refer to the Human Realm, the Underworld, the Immortal Realm, the Demon Realm, the Divine Realm, and the Devil Realm. Thirty thousand years ago, the Divine Realm was destroyed, and in fact, only five realms remain.

Quickly go and arrange the rooms for the immortal master and the immortal attendant

The little girl did not respond; she merely glanced at the small beggar on the ground. A look of sadness gradually appeared in her big eyes, and then she turned to look at the person in white not far behind her.

The shadow becomes increasingly real, while the person grows more and more lifeless

With the master present, they do not dare to act

Seeing him look at her, Chongzi recalled her master's instructions and immediately stepped forward to kneel and pay her respects, saying loudly: "Chongzi pays her respects to Palace Master Zhuo, wishing Palace Master Uncle blessings as vast as the Eastern Sea and longevity as enduring as the Southern Mountain"

The master and apprentice gradually walked further away, disappearing into the moonlight

The master once said that one must not deceive others, so how can one use leaves to turn a profit and deceive him

What is the Six Realms Monument

Chongzi's entire body unexpectedly radiated a soft white light, as if she were wearing an invisible garment, reflecting all magical power back, while her small body floated up

Riding the sword, the two masters and disciples traveled at a leisurely pace. The towns they passed were more bustling compared to previous years, with a thriving population. Luo Yinfan guided Chong Zi to witness this, while simultaneously providing instruction through conversation

Waking up in the middle of the night, I discovered a demon in the room, and as a result, I was captured by it to threaten my master. Chongzi felt quite disheartened and remained silent.

The more they thought about it, the more pleased they became. The two demons suddenly leaped up and rushed into the clouds, heading towards their old lair.

"Child, do you see? The world is at peace, and the six realms are in order. This is what we, the disciples of the immortal sect, are sworn to protect"

This person is wealthy yet unkind, and it would not be inappropriate to impart a lesson to him

The two ? '' Luo Yinfan indeed sheathed the sword

There is neither tension nor pride, only compassion and helplessness

Zhuo Yao spoke a few more words, and then invited the master and apprentice to enter.

What first attracts attention is that hand

The sword carried the person upward, swiftly cutting through the vast sky, resembling a meteor from beyond the heavens, and in an instant, it vanished into the clouds

As long as the Six Realms Monument stands, the heavens and the earth will be at peace, and the order of the Six Realms will be well-maintained. Once the Six Realms Monument falls, the heavens and the earth will return to chaos, with no day or night, and the seasons will be reversed, fostering demonic energy, leading the Six Realms to become the domain of the demon clan

Luo Yinfan asked: "What happened?"

Both demons were caught off guard by this sudden turn of events. In their panic, they could not care for one another and hurriedly fell from the clouds, crashing back to the ground. When they attempted to escape again, they found that there was already no way out.

At the speed of a gale, how can one pursue? In the blink of an eye, several miles have already been traversed, and there is no sound behind. Before me lies a vast expanse of layered clouds, boundless and infinite, with the cold moonlight casting its glow upon the sea of clouds, creating a desolate scene.

Everything has been enveloped in the light of the sword, leaving no room for evasion

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