After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 36

Buzhou Peak was located in the extreme west, where the mountains were high and the valleys deep. Most of those who came and went were sword cultivators, or people who sought out Shi Wufang to refine artifacts.
Wei Yunshu had previously considered visiting Buzhou Peak, but she hesitated when she thought about the situation in the Luoshui Divine Palace. She looked up. Vital energy surged in the sky, and fragmented clouds gathered and dispersed everywhere.
Before she could answer, Xie Zhichao turned to Wei Yunshu, her eyes sparkling with brilliant light. “Fellow Daoist Bo, hurry and come visit Buzhou Peak! We have—” Her words trailed off halfway. She really couldn’t think of any specialties of Buzhou Peak besides sword cultivators. After a moment, she lowered her voice and said, “The golden scaled dragon fish on the Elder’s peak is delicious when grilled.”
Wei Yunshu smiled faintly and asked, “Fellow Daoist Shi, will Buzhou Peak intervene in the matter of the Luoshui Divine Palace?”
Shi Wufang smiled slightly. “Although it is considered an internal matter of the Luoshui Divine Palace, the disturbance of the spiritual vein has touched our bottom line. When everything is concluded, the elders of our sect will seek an explanation.” She did not intend to say much, only gazing at Wei Yunshu with a calm and gentle expression, without rushing her. Her gentle eyes seemed to see through everything.
Luo Hengjun’s actions had aroused public indignation. Regardless of whether the people from the Luoshui Divine Palace were involved or not, they could not escape responsibility. Even if they managed to barely preserve the Luoshui Divine Palace, it probably wouldn’t last long. He had already cultivated to the Cavern Heaven realm, yet he was still so selfish, pushing his disciples and followers to a dead end. The pattern of the Four Sects of the Fu Li Immortal Realm dominating was probably unsustainable. Wei Yunshu thought secretly. She looked up and met Shi Wufang’s benevolent gaze. She said softly, “I will trouble you.”
“My Senior Sister’s artifact refining is unparalleled in the world. Fellow Daoist Bo, if your whisk needs refining, you can ask my Senior Sister for help,” Xie Zhichao said with a sigh of relief. She smiled at Wei Yunshu, her long ponytail swaying in the wind, looking exceptionally spirited. Shi Wufang glanced at Xie Zhichao, her eyes filled with warmth and tolerance.
The disciples of Buzhou Peak got along very well, unlike Cloud City, where there was constant struggle for survival.
In the past, Wei Yunshu’s impression of Buzhou Peak was “sword fanatics.” Now, she was going to Buzhou Peak and would have to take a good look.
Above the highest heavens, the fierce battle was still ongoing. Within the Luoshui Divine Palace outpost, there was also the sound of clashing swords and sabers.
The arbitrarily blooming, enchanting flowers withered under the sweep of spiritual energy, leaving only a messy expanse of red and green.
Jiang Jiuxiao’s face was not looking well. She held her sword and was a little dazed.
Wen Yutang’s accusations echoed in her ears, like a giant hammer striking her heart.
“No wonder the Yin-Yang Pillars and the Heavenly Carriage Disk malfunctioned so quietly. If they hadn’t malfunctioned, how could they have allowed demons to openly dig out the Hundred Slaughter Earth Abyss underground?”
“True Monarch Luo is colluding with demons and killing our disciples. You must give us an explanation.”
“Wanting to use the entire spiritual vein of the Southern Continent to achieve Dao, where does that leave us? Is the spiritual vein yours alone? How can this person be worthy of being the Palace Lord of my Luoshui Divine Palace? He is a sinner of the Fu Li Immortal Realm!”
“Fellow Daoist Jiang, until the suspicion is cleared, you should not think about leaving.”
Jiang Jiuxiao pressed her throbbing temples. If it were just Wen Yutang saying this, she would suspect the other party was looking for trouble. However, the elder also sent a message. The little bit of doubt in her heart was answered at this moment, and her mind instantly became clear. She finally understood why her father didn’t let the Luoshui Divine Palace disciples go there. It turned out that Xiang Jun was right! Colluding with demons to attack the spiritual vein of the Southern Continent, how could a cultivator from an immortal sect do such a thing?! If he had actually succeeded, it would have been fine. If he failed, the entire Luoshui Divine Palace would be finished! With this matter as a banner, the other three families would definitely rush in and tear the Luoshui Divine Palace apart.
But since the Cavern Heaven cultivators of the various families had already discovered it, how likely was he to succeed? Jiang Jiuxiao took a step back with her sword in hand. She shouted, “Stop!” After a moment, she said to Wen Yutang, who was smiling, “We will not leave the outpost.”
Wen Yutang didn’t really want to fight either. The demons were intimidated by the power of the Cavern Heaven cultivators and had all retreated. But who knew if they would return. Glancing at Jiang Jiuxiao, she snorted, “Consider yourselves lucky.”
Returning to the hall.
Jiang Jiuxiao fell into a chair, silent for a long time.
Xiang Jun held a white folding fan and paced back and forth impatiently. He had only said it casually. How could he have expected Luo Hengjun to actually do such a thing? The Dustless Sea chose to cooperate with Jiang Jiuxiao. Their goal was naturally to use her to swallow the entire Luoshui Divine Palace. Who knew that before they even had that opportunity, Luo Hengjun would destroy the forces of the Luoshui Divine Palace himself?
“What do you mean by this, colluding with demons?” Xiang Jun was a little angry. He looked at Jiang Jiuxiao, who was distraught, and asked, “How do you plan to shake off your relationship with the Palace Lord?”
“If I say so, will it matter?” Jiang Jiuxiao slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The malfunction of the Yin-Yang Pillars and Heavenly Carriage Disk was real, Luo Hengjun coveting the spiritual vein and attacking the juniors of the three families was real, and her Luoshui Divine Palace not sending anyone to help was also real… All these things had drawn her into the situation, leaving her without an excuse. Her face was a little cold. She said slowly, “Even if we choose to cut ties, we’ll see if they agree.”
“Why not directly join my Dustless Sea?” Xiang Jun suggested. He looked at Jiang Jiuxiao with a smile, “Take your confidantes and the magic artifacts and treasures from the Luoshui Divine Palace treasury and go directly to the Dustless Sea. I don’t believe they will pursue you.”
Jiang Jiuxiao frowned slightly. She glanced at Xiang Jun and saw his face full of conceit and joy. She cursed him inwardly for being foolish. She said sternly, “They will.” After a pause, she asked again, “If I hide in the Dragon Palace, will the Demon Lord support me?”
Xiang Jun’s smile suddenly froze. Although he was the young master of the Dragon Palace, he was not the King’s only offspring. He had only gained the position of “Young Master” among his many siblings because he was relatively favored. But the King’s lifespan was endless. Before him, several siblings had already held the position of “Young Master.” Everyone was waiting for him to become a “former” as well. If he were to bring the Cavern Heaven True Monarch he had provoked in the Luoshui Divine Palace back to the Dustless Sea, he might lose his father’s favor. “What should we do then?” Xiang Jun asked impatiently.
Jiang Jiuxiao did not answer him. She only said coldly, “Don’t forget, we have also had contact with demons.”
Xiang Jun’s expression suddenly froze. After Zhou Yuxiao’s defeat, he had actually forgotten about this person and this matter.
Jiang Jiuxiao saw his expression and knew what he was thinking. She lowered her eyelids and said blandly, “How to proceed, I will discuss with the elders.”
Xiang Jun pressed on, “What if the Luoshui Divine Palace cannot be protected?” Many demon cultivators from the Dustless Sea had already come to the Luoshui Divine Palace. He had already regarded this place as his territory.
Jiang Jiuxiao felt a trace of weariness. She raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows, not answering.
She was still struggling to climb towards the position of the Luoshui Divine Palace Lord. Who knew that her good father would destroy everything directly?
Indeed, he had always been a heartless and cruel person. What kind of affection could she expect him to care about?
At the outpost.
After the sounds of fighting outside subsided, Wu Huan immediately put down the patients in his hands and strode outwards. Two boy attendants led the way, ignoring the dissuasion of the Luoshui Divine Palace disciples. He had come here at the invitation of a acquaintance, and he also wanted to increase his reputation, thus wiping away the “karma” he had created earlier. Who knew he would encounter such a situation?
The Luoshui Divine Palace was not a place to linger. Wu Huan immediately made a judgment. The world said he was arbitrary, and he indeed was. Without saying a word, he directly left the Luoshui Divine Palace outpost. By the time Jiang Jiuxiao received the news and pursued him, Wu Huan and his two boy attendants were already gone.
“I should have known not to come here,” Wu Huan complained with a grim face. But on the other hand, there were many injured people here, making it easy for him to increase his reputation and merit points. The path he was walking was based on “healing the sick and saving lives.” His predecessors had all done this. However, when he stepped onto the path, he suddenly discovered that his own habit was different from others. He could not control the desire to kill and destroy. And if this desire was not restrained, it would damage his cultivation. After destroying something, he would have to put in more effort to recover his cultivation. Over time, the name “Skillful Physician” spread throughout the world, while in reality, he was merely an evil ghost in human skin.
“Corridor of Sins—” Wu Huan was well aware of his flaws, yet he did not want to change. He glanced at the two young boys holding swords and said with a smile, “The Chaos Tree leads to the Northern Continent. What do you say, what would happen if we joined them?”
The boy attendants didn’t speak. A cold gleam appeared on their swords.
However, before they could make a move, the two boy attendants fell straight down, revealing a fist-sized hole in their chests. Their hearts were completely destroyed by something.
All of this happened in a flash. Wu Huan was startled and then became enraged. The pressure of his perfected Nascent Soul realm was unleashed completely, sweeping outwards like a tide. A sinister red light appeared in his eyes, and he stepped forward like a wild beast. However, when he saw the figure that appeared in front of him, his limbs seemed to be restricted by something, becoming incredibly stiff.
Luo Lingfeng smiled slightly and said slowly, “True Monarch Wu, long time no see.”
Wu Huan’s face was stiff. He raised his sleeve and bowed to Luo Lingfeng, “Greetings, True Monarch.”
He had spent some time with Luo Lingfeng over a hundred years ago. At that time, he was only at the Golden Core stage, but he was already well-known in the Immortal Realm and was invited to the Luoshui Divine Palace to “treat” Luo Lingfeng. Time flew by, and a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. The pale-faced young girl had grown up and become a Cavern Heaven cultivator, the wife of the Cloud Sovereign, surrounded by ten thousand people. She had clearly been pushed to a dead end. How could she have reached this realm?
“True Monarch Wu is skilled at treating the heart, isn’t he? Why don’t you try to save it?” Luo Lingfeng glanced at the two corpses on the ground and said airily.
Wu Huan suddenly regained his composure. His eyelids twitched, and his heart pounded faster. Sweat beaded on his palms. When he had treated Luo Lingfeng back then, it was not under the pretext of “treating the heart.” Did she know something? But if she knew, with her cultivation, why didn’t she seek revenge from the Luoshui Divine Palace? She was even willing to help them deal with the evil cultivators in the Sunset Burial Mounds. Wu Huan’s mind was in chaos. He swallowed hard and forced himself to calm down. His eyes were deep and dark, his face grim. He did not answer. Instead, he looked at Luo Lingfeng and shouted, “You injured my disciples without reason! True Monarch Luo, aren’t you going to give me an explanation?”
Luo Lingfeng chuckled lightly and raised her hand, summoning all the Abyssal Heavy Water. She gazed at Wu Huan and said faintly, “I dislike giving explanations the most. Since that’s the case, let’s deal with the person who needs an explanation.” She hadn’t expected to meet Wu Huan in the Sunset Burial Mounds. This person was famous at the time. He either practiced medicine or hid in his cave doing something shady. He rarely appeared alone like this. If she were to kill Wu Huan here, no one would see it.
Wu Huan’s face was filled with terror. He had cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm, but he was ultimately a medical cultivator. In terms of offense and defense, he couldn’t compare to cultivators of the same realm, let alone Luo Lingfeng. He had no intention of fighting. He didn’t think twice and threw out a round magic artifact. This was a magic artifact given to him by a certain artifact refiner when he treated his injuries. The disk could unleash ten thousand feet of light, like a sharp sword. However, such a magic artifact couldn’t even last a breath in Luo Lingfeng’s hands. With a “clang,” the disk was shattered by the Abyssal Heavy Water.
“True Monarch Luo, if it weren’t for this humble one, you probably wouldn’t have lived past ten years old. Is this how you repay kindness with ingratitude?” Wu Huan, covered in cold sweat, shouted at Luo Lingfeng, who was approaching him step by step.
“Is what True Monarch Wu said true?” Luo Lingfeng showed a look of surprise. She raised her finger and pointed at her head. She said with a smile, “True Monarch Wu also knows that many memories are gone.”
Wu Huan felt a little guilty, but then he remembered that he was indeed the one who had allowed Luo Lingfeng to continue living. He raised his right hand, his fingers together, and made a vow, “If there is a single false word, let this humble one be struck by heavenly thunder!”
“Such a heavy vow. It seems it’s true then.” Luo Lingfeng pointed forward. The rolling Abyssal Heavy Water immediately stopped its attack, only hovering in mid-air, emitting the sound of thunder. Luo Lingfeng raised her sleeve and bowed to Wu Huan. Her eyes flowed like autumn water, and she said gently, “This humble one misunderstood True Monarch. Since True Monarch is my life-saving benefactor, you should be a guest elder of my Cloud City. When will True Monarch be setting off?”
Wu Huan: “…” He spat and thought to himself, A ghost would go to Cloud City. He tidied his sleeves, not thinking about Luo Lingfeng’s strange actions. He forced out a stiff smile, “This humble one, Wu, still has important matters to attend to. I will visit another day.”
Luo Lingfeng asked airily, “What important matter? Is True Monarch Wu going to carve out someone’s heart again?”
These words made Wu Huan’s hair stand on end. His entire body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave. What did she mean by “again”? Did she really know? Was she here to specifically intercept him? Wu Huan’s reaction was faster than his brain could process. He threw out all the magic artifacts he could use from his storage pouch. A golden talisman in his hand was even activated. Just as he was about to escape enveloped in golden light, the golden light abruptly dimmed. A fist-sized, ink-like water droplet struck his chest. The protective treasure light was like paper pasted together, instantly torn to shreds. Wu Huan was completely thrown backward, creating a human-shaped deep pit in the ground.
Luo Lingfeng smiled, “I’ve gained quite a bit this trip.” She came for the Taiyi Sword, but also for more than just the Taiyi Sword. The Blood Thorn Seeds were activated, and the Chaos Tree needed to be dealt with. In addition, she wanted to see the Luoshui Divine Palace’s conspiracy. Her good sister Jiang Jiuxiao’s secret collusion with demons was not even worth mentioning. Luo Hengjun went even further, intending to destroy the entire spiritual vein of the Southern Continent. He had reached this point. Wouldn’t it be better to live on while struggling? Why make futile struggles, ultimately leading the Luoshui Divine Palace to a dead end? Pitiful, lamentable, and ridiculous. Since Luo Hengjun had such intentions, how could she not help him? As for this Wu Huan, he was truly a gift from heaven.
“I’ve heard that True Monarch Wu is skilled at refining the heart. If he hadn’t immersed himself in the art of dissecting hearts, he probably wouldn’t have been able to achieve it, right?” Luo Lingfeng held her arms and asked Wu Huan, who was lying in the pit, his body disheveled, with a smile, “This humble one wants to know what that heart was refined from back then. True Monarch Wu was only at the Golden Core stage then, wasn’t he?”
She knew. She really knew! Wu Huan’s thoughts raced. His eyes, which concealed shadows, were now filled with terror. Even though she had used medicine back then to erase that memory, how could she know? He looked at a streak of white light descending in terror. The sword light, as thin as a cicada’s wing, gently picked. It severed his meridians. But this was not enough. That wisp of white light clung to his body, skillfully slicing open his skin—as if dissecting a beast. His primal soul… was completely pulled out, watching his lungs and organs being removed with his own eyes.
“This humble one has never learned medicine. True Monarch, how is my technique? There is a move called ‘Pao Ding Unravels the Ox’ in the Daoist arts. I suppose it is similar to this?” Luo Lingfeng’s face was filled with a joyful and exhilarating smile.
The connection between Wu Huan and his body had not been severed, so he could not block out the pain of having his heart carved out and his bones pierced. He let out a shrill scream. His primal soul curled into a ball, rolling back and forth on the ground. He didn’t even have the presence of mind to think about his primal soul escaping. Instead, he was immersed in an ocean of pain, unable to break free.
Luo Lingfeng held her arms and smiled. “The pain you are experiencing is less than one ten-thousandth of what this humble one has endured.” She admired Wu Huan’s misery for a moment, then abruptly changed the subject. “Can you speak now? What was that heart made of? A demon beast’s? A person’s? Or was it mixed with other things?”
“A demon beast’s heart, Immortality Grass, whale tears…” Wu Huan endured the pain and listed a long string of ingredients. Finally, he abruptly stopped rolling. Instead, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Luo Lingfeng, laughing loudly and revealing the last ingredient, “Tai Sui Gold Sand, and Tai Sui Gold Sand!” His laughter became increasingly unrestrained, and blood and tears flowed from his eyes. Tai Sui Gold Sand was a specialty of the Northern Continent. It could amplify all negative emotions. To demons, it was a treasure that increased their cultivation. But to immortal sect cultivators, it was a poisonous substance that nurtured inner demons. If you had hatred in your heart, under the urging of Tai Sui Gold Sand, your hatred would escalate layer by layer until it completely clouded your rationality. What kind of person would be created from a heart mixed with Tai Sui Gold Sand?
Wu Huan glared fiercely at Luo Lingfeng but found no emotional fluctuation on her face. He was stunned and asked, “You don’t resent it? You don’t hate it?” Anticipating his inevitable death, he looked at Luo Lingfeng with malicious intent, “Born a Saint, in the end, you have fallen.”
Luo Lingfeng laughed, “So what?” She had been in despair day and night in the abyss. How could she possibly aspire to be a saint? She didn’t want the present, so would she desire the possibility of “becoming a saint”? Luo Lingfeng scoffed. She lowered her head and looked at the scene that instinct told her was delightful. Suddenly, a hint of boredom arose in her heart. She raised her hand and unleashed the Abyssal Heavy Water, completely obliterating Wu Huan’s primal soul.
She would not spare a single one of her enemies.
Luo Lingfeng suddenly asked, “Little Ying, how much longer can this avatar last?”
The True Spirit flew out from the Universal True Form Map and bowed to Luo Lingfeng. She said seriously, “Less than three days, and Master cannot make another move.”
Luo Lingfeng frowned. Three days was too short. After the avatar collapsed, it would be difficult to come back again. Her true body had to stay in Cloud City to keep those old fellows in check, so she couldn’t act arbitrarily. After a moment of contemplation, she said, “How much spiritual energy is left in the map? If it’s all poured into my body, how many days can I last?”
The True Spirit thought seriously for a while and replied, “Two months.” After a pause, she added with some worry, “But by doing so, your avatar will completely collapse, and the lost Cavern Heaven essence will not return.”
Luo Lingfeng’s eyes were dark. She said carelessly, “It doesn’t matter. Anyway, the Fu Li Immortal Realm cannot ascend to the upper realms.”
True Spirit: “…”
As Luo Lingfeng spoke, she suddenly remembered a secret manual she had taken from an evil cultivator. She had put it away without looking at it at the time. At this moment, with a thought, she took it out. The cover of the book was inscribed with the four characters “Shang Qing Secret Record.” Only the first half remained. The latter half had been torn off by someone. Luo Lingfeng opened the first page. The first line read “Shang Qing Divine Realm.” Her eyelids twitched. Just as she was about to continue reading, a voice, filled with surprise and anger, suddenly echoed in her ears.
It was Jiang Jiuxiao, who had finally managed to get out of the outpost. She had found the corpses of the two boy attendants.
Jiang Jiuxiao had thought that with Wu Huan’s cultivation, he wouldn’t be in any danger. But when she saw the dismembered body, a chill ran down her spine. She turned her stiff neck and saw the smiling Luo Lingfeng.
How could she have died at the hands of Zhou Yuxiao?
Jiang Jiuxiao’s scalp tingled. However, at this moment, she was no longer the “evil cultivator” with a disguised face, but Jiang Jiuxiao of the Luoshui Divine Palace, Luo Lingfeng’s half-sister! Her eyes twitched, and she raised her hand, reluctantly bowing to Luo Lingfeng. She said obediently, “Sister, why are you here—”
Luo Lingfeng interrupted Jiang Jiuxiao without politeness, “What does it matter if you know?”
Jiang Jiuxiao’s heart turned cold. Although she had long known what Luo Lingfeng was like, hearing these words, she still wished she could draw her sword and strike Luo Lingfeng’s face. However, with only herself here, she absolutely dared not do so. Instead of wasting time on pleasantries, she glanced at Wu Huan’s especially miserable corpse and said again, “True Monarch Wu, he…”
Luo Lingfeng asked with a smile, “Shouldn’t he have died?”
Jiang Jiuxiao was forced to take a step back by her gaze.
Looking at Luo Lingfeng’s smile, she couldn’t help but recall when she was just sent back to the Luoshui Divine Palace by her mother… Although they were all Luo Hengjun’s children, she was surnamed Jiang and was an outsider. Naturally, she would be excluded by those several young masters. Among all her brothers and sisters, only her sick eldest sister would not bully her. So, she thought of clinging to her eldest sister’s leg first.
However, her eldest sister was not so free in the Luoshui Divine Palace.
At that time, the most favored was Luo Yuankun’s mother, her eldest sister’s nominal aunt, and also the alleged murderer of her mother.
This Luo Yuankun tried every means to find trouble with her eldest sister. However, he was also afraid of being reprimanded by his father, so he secretly instigated the Wen family’s boy to do it. She unintentionally overheard Luo Yuankun’s plan. After struggling for a while, she was preparing to tell her eldest sister when she saw Luo Lingfeng crush the Wen family’s boy to death.
At that time, her eldest sister’s expression was terrifyingly calm. Her eyes were dark and deep, like an abyss.
She was afraid.
“Sister, are you—” Jiang Jiuxiao’s words abruptly stopped. Her face was filled with fear, and she wished she could take back the few words she had just said.
And Luo Lingfeng smiled warmly, completing Jiang Jiuxiao’s unfinished sentence.
“You want to ask if I found out about something? Is that right?”
“Jiuxiao, those who know too many secrets usually don’t live long.”
Jiang Jiuxiao’s body was tense, as if she would draw her sword the next moment.
Luo Lingfeng walked past her and patted her stiff shoulder.
“If you want to kill me, do it yourself. Don’t associate with people from the Corridor of Sins. You don’t want to become a second Luo Hengjun, do you?”
The wide sleeve, carrying the scent of strong blood, brushed against her cheek. Jiang Jiuxiao almost vomited.
However, the words that followed, carried by the wind, entered her ears, leaving her too stunned to move.