After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 64

The sound of swords sang out, and a sharp sword energy suddenly flickered, then transformed into countless specks of light, illuminating the sky like bright lanterns.
Xun Huan’s eyes were sharp and cold. With her words, killing intent surged forth!
Xiang Jun wore a smile. Elder Jiang, however, was startled. He hadn’t expected a disciple of Buzhou to be so defiant. Buzhou only had a few disciples; how could they possibly stand against everyone present? Could they have some hidden plan? As Elder Jiang pondered this, he began to feel a desire to retreat.
“Elder Xun, if they all attack, we won’t be able to win,” Xie Zhichao whispered into Xun Huan’s ear as she drew closer. “We have to fight, but it’s more important to find a chance to break out of Youluo Mountain!” she thought, her gaze falling upon the “One-Line Sky.” An illusionary mist spread, and the sound of rushing water echoed. Before long, a large group of demon soldiers appeared, densely packed, numbering in the thousands, blocking the only narrow path. It would be extremely difficult to fight their way out from there!
Upon seeing the Dustless Sea demon soldiers arrayed, Su Jinling’s expression shifted slightly. Her gaze darkened, and she smiled, saying, “Your preparations are truly thorough. Did you already know about these matters?”
Xiang Jun smiled without replying.
Elder Jiang’s earlier inclination to retreat was rekindled upon seeing the demon soldiers. He licked his lips, feeling it was still not enough. He looked towards the restless rogue cultivators and raised his voice, “The disciples of Buzhou are arrogant and overbearing; all fellow Daoists have seen it clearly. He was the one who killed my Yunmeng Marsh disciples first!”
“Fellow Daoist Jiang, this is the border of Northern Continent. If a fight breaks out, won’t it give the rogue cultivators an opportunity to invade?” a voice filled with worry sounded.
Elder Jiang remained silent. Xiang Jun fanned himself with his fan, calmly stating, “Fellow Daoists, as previously mentioned, the five primordial demon lords of Northern Continent are actually Divine Lords from the Shang Qing Divine Realm. They have no intention of harming us. As for the rogue cultivators who have fallen into demonhood in the Corridor of Sins, there are those who will handle them; there is no need to worry.”
“But who will be the one to deal with them? It cannot possibly be the five primordial demon lords, can it?”
“How is the Dustless Sea so well-informed? Was it not Su Yuntian who professed to know the truth? Have they not already come to an agreement with that faction?”
“Enough of these questions. The situation is plain to see. Now is simply the time for us to choose our stance.”
Their voices, one after another, created a clamor like a bustling marketplace.
Chi Fengchao, who was sitting on a stone, frowned and finally stood up abruptly. Her earlier display of skill against the Great Sect’s Nascent Soul disciples had left a deep impression on the rogue cultivators. When she moved, they were all startled, and then they asked, “Fellow Daoist Chi, what do you think?”
Chi Fengchao ignored the inquiring rogue cultivators and instead shifted her body, darting towards the direction of the Buzhou disciples. She maintained a distance from Xun Huan and Xie Zhichao, her face as calm as still water. She said, “I believe in the fellow Daoists of Buzhou.” With her movement, some rogue cultivators in the crowd also began to move after some hesitation. Most of them had adventured in Northern Continent and had dealings with the Buzhou disciples. However, even so, they were still an extremely small number compared to those who condemned Buzhou.
Luo Lingfeng flicked her sleeve and sighed, “Such a scene truly makes one troubled.” Did those people believe the words of Xiang Jun and Su Yuntian? No, it was merely a matter of great profit! A smile played on her lips as she gazed intently at Wei Yunshu, whose expression was as cold as frost. She thought, at this point, what should be done?
Although a tense situation was brewing, there were still reservations in everyone’s hearts, and even Elder Jiang had not made a move. Xiang Jun, however, did not wish to see such a peaceful situation. At this moment, his face was filled with self-satisfaction, believing he had victory in hand. His gaze fell upon Wei Yunshu, and he sighed, “Your appearance is very similar to Cloud Sovereign, but your heart is different.” Drawing everyone’s attention, he added, “Elder Jiang is compassionate and unwilling to act, so I, Xiang, will be the one to meddle!” With that, he twirled his fan and swept out a gust of wind.
Cloud Sovereign was not dead, and Cloud City did not acknowledge her.
It seemed that people cared more about her being dead than Cloud Sovereign being alive.
However, whether she was Cloud Sovereign or not, she could not live! Xiang Jun’s body suddenly erupted with a dense killing intent.
Wei Yunshu naturally would not surrender. She swept her whisk, releasing a wave of profound light, which neutralized Xiang Jun’s attack.
Luo Lingfeng, watching this scene, felt the surrounding Abyssal Heavy Water swirling. Her gaze became increasingly icy and stern.
Luoshui Divine Palace, Xiaohan Mountain.
Wen Xianren only received the news of Wen Danhua’s escape several days later. His expression changed drastically. He hurried to Wen Danhua’s secluded residence and found it empty, with no trace of anyone. He immediately flew into a rage and ordered his subordinates to search for her outside. In the past, Wen Danhua, relying on Luo Hengjun’s influence, had not shown him, her elder brother, any respect. But now, everything was different; how dare she be so presumptuous?
“Big Brother, that woman disregarded her reputation and got involved with Luo Hengjun, causing our clan members to be unable to hold their heads up for a long time. She’s gone, let her die outside,” said a man with a face somewhat resembling Wen Xianren’s. He was his clansman, Wen Xianyi. At this moment, Wen Xianyi was filled with resentment and could not understand Wen Danhua’s thoughts. She and Wen Dantong were sisters, yet why were they so different?
“That won’t do,” Wen Xianren shook his head and looked at his trusted elder. He pursed his lips and, after a long pause, grudgingly squeezed out, “The old man favored his youngest daughter in the past, you know that.”
Wen Xianyi’s expression sharpened.
Wen Xianren sighed heavily, “The old man gave her many good things, and that’s that, as they have all returned to our Wen family now. However, before the old man fell, he also passed on the technique for activating the Luoshui Divine Palace’s Dao artifact to her!” The four sects all had a Dao artifact, but the situation of Luoshui Divine Palace was different from the other three. Its Dao artifact was jointly controlled by the four families from the beginning, but it could not be propelled by the strength of a single family. He gave a bitter smile, “This matter was never publicized in the past, but now I’ll tell you: only Wen Danhua can control the Dao artifact of our Xiaohan Mountain lineage. The old man did this, wanting our three siblings to be united, but in the end, it became a burden.”
Wen Xianyi was greatly shocked, “What? How could Uncle be so muddled!” He paced back and forth, and after a long while, he said, “Then we must bring her back as soon as possible.”
Wen Xianren nodded at this and was about to say something when a magic talisman suddenly flew over. He caught it and quickly skimmed through it. After reading it, his expression became very grim. Before Wen Xianyi could ask, he handed the talisman to the other man.
“What? She’s in Northern Continent? That’s right, she wants to avenge Luo Yuankun! And she’s colluded with the rogue cultivators of the Corridor of Sins? If she had succeeded, it would be fine, but now she’s been caught red-handed, it’s truly laughable!” Wen Xianyi said indignantly, “Wen Danhua only causes us trouble. What should we do now? If she’s killed in Northern Continent, we won’t even have time to rescue her!”
“The message came from Jiang Jiuxiao,” Wen Xianren sighed, exhaling a mouthful of turbid air. He didn’t care about Wen Danhua’s life or death, but since Wen Danhua was related to the Dao artifact, he had to deal with it. “Jiang Jiuxiao has gradually established a foothold there. Since she sent a letter to notify us, she should be able to save Danhua’s life. But what does she want?”
“Although Jiang Jiuxiao is Luo Hengjun’s daughter, she may not be loyal to Luoshui Divine Palace,” Wen Xianyi judged.
Wen Xianren hummed and closed his eyes, pondering for a moment. A second magic talisman flew over, bearing only a location.
Wen Xianyi looked worriedly, “Big Brother? Are we going? It’s in Northern Continent.”
Wen Xianren said coldly, “We’re going, we must go!”
Even without Jiang Jiuxiao’s flying letter, he had to make a trip to Northern Continent for Wen Danhua. Initially, Wen Xianren had only intended to send an avatar, but considering the chaotic region of Northern Continent, where both righteous and demonic factions had their own hidden realms, his avatar might not be able to control the situation, so he changed his mind.
Cavern Heaven True Monarchs could conceal their own auras, but this was only for junior cultivators. It was difficult to hide their every move from their peers, especially those who were intentionally paying attention to them. As soon as Wen Xianren left Xiaohan Mountain, the two Cavern Heaven masters from Guangyuan Marsh and Yunmeng Marsh knew about it.
“Fellow Daoist Wen has actually set out in person. Where is he rushing off to?” Jiang Huangyu said leisurely.
“Judging by the direction, it’s Northern Continent. Haven’t you received the news yet?” Tang Wentian gazed at Jiang Huangyu’s projected image and asked meaningfully.
Jiang Huangyu chuckled, “The Buzhou Peak’s actions are not proper. They actually want to conceal the news.”
Tang Wentian pondered for a moment and then said, “Fellow Daoist, what do you think of those five primordial demon lords?”
Jiang Huangyu met Tang Wentian’s gaze and said softly, “How I see them is not important. What matters is what they can bring us, isn’t it?”
Tang Wentian nodded. He said slowly, “Let’s observe first.”
Neither Jiang Huangyu nor Tang Wentian would miss this excitement. However, unlike Wen Xianren, they had no compelling reason to go in person. Therefore, they only sent their avatars, while their true bodies continued to cultivate in their blessed lands, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Cloud City.
Countless rays of light shuttled through the clouds.
Several projected images flew out, carrying immense spiritual pressure into a grand hall of golden splendor.
The main seat was empty, representing the positions of Cloud City’s five families. Only behind the Yun family, Su family, and Yue family did blurred figures appear. They were the four Cavern Heaven masters from the three families – Yun Yong, Su Lanyin, Su Lancheng, and Yue Qingtan.
“The one from Xiaohan Mountain has left his abode in person, seemingly heading towards Northern Continent. Not long after, the avatars of the True Monarchs from the other two families also moved.”
“Aren’t they having a sword fight over there? Could something have happened? Buzhou hasn’t made any moves yet.”
“Buzhou cannot be used as a reference. True Monarch Yuanfu possesses a divine ability called ‘Heaven and Earth Neighboring.’ To reach Northern Continent is only a moment’s journey.”
“Regardless, we cannot fall behind.”
“Isn’t she over there?”
“Can you even rely on her?” the white-robed Daoist who spoke last said with a hint of coldness in his tone. He said softly, “Northern Continent, that place itself represents danger. Although Yan Danwo is in charge now, this person may not be entirely on our side! I’ll go there personally!”
Several hours later, the sky had brightened.
On the border of Northern Continent, the sky seemed to be split by a sharp sword, forming two distinct parts. To the north, dark clouds swirled, and the heavens and earth were dim. To the south, the heavens and earth were clear, with mountains and rivers possessing their own aura and spirit. On the ground, a Great Wall stretched for thousands of miles, like a coiled dragon lying dormant, rising and falling with the terrain. Its walls bore the ravages of wind and frost, leaving behind the ancient marks of thousands of years. Every hundred miles, there was a pass, all guarded by cultivators.
South of one of the passes, a towering peak pierced the clouds, majestic and divine. Amidst the rising clouds and auspicious vapor, it was like a fairyland. At this moment, two cultivators occupied opposite sides. One was adorned in an official’s cap and broad robes, resembling a refined scholar; the other appeared like a jade carving, clad in purple robes, his aura quite extraordinary.
“I never expected that the Dragon Lord would be the one to arrange a meeting with me,” said the man in scholar’s attire, who was Wen Xianren, the one who had come to the appointment. He gazed at the Dragon Lord before him, his heart filled with vigilance. Like him, the Dragon Lord who had come here was also in person, but for some reason, he had not made any moves.
The Dragon Lord laughed heartily, not replying. He looked directly at Wen Xianren and said, “True Monarch Wen, you already know about the matters concerning Buzhou and the Shang Qing Divine Realm, right? What are your thoughts, Fellow Daoist Wen?”
Wen Xianren’s expression remained unchanged. He said calmly, “It’s just one side’s words, a mixture of truth and falsehood. Who can distinguish?”
The Dragon Lord’s gaze darkened. He said, “If this seat can guarantee that what he says is the truth, what choice will Fellow Daoist Wen make?”
Wen Xianren smiled, “The fellow Daoists of Buzhou are devoted to cultivating swords. They wouldn’t pay attention to other people’s Daoist scriptures.”
“Ordinary Daoist scriptures may not be appealing, but those passed down from the Shang Qing Divine Realm might be.” Seeing Wen Xianren’s calm demeanor, he continued, “Does Fellow Daoist Wen think that I have colluded with that junior Nascent Soul to frame Buzhou? After all, I am a demon, and it is natural that you human cultivators do not value me.”
“Your Excellency’s words are mistaken,” Wen Xianren shook his head. “It’s fine to say this to the other two families, but among the four families of Luoshui Divine Palace, which one does not have some connection with Dustless Sea?”
“Then does True Monarch Wen feel that the benefits are not enough?” the Dragon Lord said very directly. He laughed, “Our cultivators from the Fu Li Immortal Realm ascend to the Shang Qing Divine Realm after picking the Dao fruit. If we haven’t produced ascending cultivators for three thousand years, it’s not because our cultivation is insufficient, but because the heavens have blocked the Heavenly gate. After all, that battle offended the Divine Lords greatly.”
Wen Xianren smiled at the Dragon Lord, but he did not respond no matter how elaborately the Dragon Lord spoke.
Seeing that he could not sway Wen Xianren through words alone, the Dragon Lord inwardly sneered. He maintained an enthusiastic demeanor on his face and said, “Everything I’ve said is the truth. If Fellow Daoist Wen is willing to believe me, I will find a way to introduce you to the envoy from the Shang Qing Divine Realm. In his hands, he holds a talisman that can guide us to the upper realm, so you don’t have to cultivate to the Dao Fruit realm and break through the Heavenly gate with your own strength.”
Wen Xianren had taken the Dragon Lord’s words to heart. Combined with Buzhou’s attitude, he had already believed seventy to eighty percent of it. Upon hearing about the “Ascension talisman,” his expression finally changed. After a moment, he suppressed his turbulent emotions and gave a wry smile, “The upper realm cultivator you speak of, is he not in Northern Continent?”
The Dragon Lord did not deny it. He placed his hands behind his back and nodded, “Precisely!” Before Wen Xianren could ask further, he said, “I know what Fellow Daoist Wen is concerned about. The Corridor of Sins in Northern Continent does indeed act recklessly and cruelly, harming many immortal sect cultivators. However, the Corridor of Sins is the Corridor of Sins, and the Divine Lords are the Divine Lords; they cannot be equated.”
Wen Xianren smiled, “Is it too late to sever ties now?”
The Dragon Lord said solemnly, “It is not too late at all. After those Divine Lords awoke, they have begun to clean up those hidden ailments. Our external threats are actually gone, and what remains now are internal worries. I invited Fellow Daoist Wen today for no other reason than to ask for your help in taking down the Great Wall.”
The Great Wall was the boundary between Northern Continent and the other three prefectures, with each side having its own forces guarding it. Dustless Sea was far away and had no influence here. In the past, the majority of cultivators guarding this area were Nascent Soul cultivators from various families, but now that a renowned cultivator from Cloud City had achieved Cavern Heaven here, most people followed her lead.
Seeing Wen Xianren remain silent with a grave expression, the Dragon Lord smiled and said, “I heard that your younger sister is imprisoned in the pass’s jail? The crime is colluding with rogue cultivators?”
Wen Xianren said with a fake smile, “You seem to be very well-informed.”
The Dragon Lord seemed not to understand the sarcasm in his words and said kindly, “If those people were not rogue cultivators, then the crime would not make sense. As for killing that Luo family boy, it was merely a private matter for you.”
Wen Xianren remained silent for a long time before saying, “I cannot make the decision alone here.”
The Dragon Lord laughed heartily, “If Luoshui Divine Palace and Dustless Sea join forces, then it will be two families. We can entice them with benefits and suppress them with power.”
Wen Xianren said, “That person is a Cavern Heaven from Cloud City. Aren’t you afraid that Cloud City will join forces with Buzhou?”
The Dragon Lord said, “Does Fellow Daoist Wen know that person is of commoner origin? She is the Dao companion of a True Monarch from the Yue family, but she eventually abandoned the Yue family. How do you think the noble families of Cloud City will view her? Even without mentioning her origin, the incident at Youluo Mountain alone guarantees that the two families cannot join forces.”
Wen Xianren frowned, “What do you mean?”
A cold glint flashed in the Dragon Lord’s eyes, and he laughed wildly, “Sword fight? No! It is to break the sword, to break Buzhou’s sword!”
In Youluo Mountain.
In the Nine Heavens above, no more sword invitations were fluttering down. Various lights flashed out, and the wind blew, carrying the smell of blood everywhere. After several hours of fierce battle, some of the cultivators who had followed Buzhou had begun to waver and defect, as according to the current situation, Buzhou was at a disadvantage, and no one knew how it would end. However, some discerning individuals noticed that the Buzhou cultivators had not yet reached their limit, and it was evident from the fact that the weakest Foundation Establishment disciple was not stained with any blood.
Xiang Jun also found the disciples of Buzhou to be quite troublesome, but what angered him even more was Yu Changfeng, who was using the demonic energy to suppress the demon soldiers. In terms of bloodline power, Yu Changfeng’s lineage was by no means inferior to a dragon’s. Xiang Jun’s expression was cold and stern, and he shouted furiously, “A Soaring Serpent? You are clearly from my demon race, why are you siding with the disciples of Buzhou?”
Yu Changfeng spoke with a cold and indifferent expression, “Aren’t you also allied with human cultivators? It’s just a difference in stance.” She cultivated the Way of the Sword, and after passing Buzhou’s Sword-Challenging Path, she gained much insight, and her sword realm also improved. At this moment, she unleashed her sword energy, and countless brilliant lights erupted, pouring down on her opponents like a torrential rain.
If Xiang Jun had initially considered subduing Yu Changfeng, seeing her fierce attack, he also harbored some killing intent. He sneered, retracted his fan, and produced a sword, shouting, “I’d like to see how capable a descendant of the Soaring Serpent is!”
While Yu Changfeng intercepted Xiang Jun, Ran Xiuyun was also surrounded by two Nascent Soul cultivators from Luoshui Divine Palace. However, in terms of opponents, Wei Yunshu had the most, including Elder Jiang from Luoshui Divine Palace, Su Jinling from Cloud City, and many Dustless Sea demon cultivators. Yun Kuan had not yet entered the fray, but his attitude was clear: to take advantage of this chaos and eliminate this unstable factor.
Wei Yunshu frowned, activating the One Qi Nine Dominance Heavenly Thunder. One deafening thunderclap after another descended, completely drowning out the screams. She formed hand seals, and the Three Lights Dragon Capturing Seal struck out. Her body spun, and with several explosive sounds, she repelled the approaching cultivators one by one. But at this moment, a mass of mist suddenly appeared before her, and a fierce, monstrous beast head materialized from the mist, surging out. Wei Yunshu’s current position was precisely within the gaping maw of the giant beast. The ferocious beast closed its jaws, swallowing Wei Yunshu whole! Not far away, Chao Ya, a disciple of Qilin Lord, stood in mid-air, her disheveled hair and wide robes fluttering in the wind. The beast head that had appeared moments ago was his divine ability.
Elder Jiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that even with everyone attacking her together, he still felt the unpleasant sensation of being suppressed by the opponent, having been on the verge of death several times. However, Su Jinling was not as relaxed as Elder Jiang; even though Wei Yunshu had been swallowed by the beast head, her vigilance did not decrease in the slightest. Counting the sounds, she saw the monster, whose head was the only thing visible in the mist, let out a mournful cry. Immediately after, a crimson sun appeared, and both the mist and the beast head turned to ash in the crimson flames, fluttering down.
Wei Yunshu flicked her sleeve and slowly walked out, treading on a rainbow-colored aura. Her whisk had disappeared, her hands empty. Behind her, beside the crimson sun, a moon wheel as cold and clear as ice and snow evolved, followed by the appearance of bright stars. The three lights of the sun, moon, and stars descended, and their radiance instantly shot out for hundreds of miles, transforming Youluo Mountain into a sea of stars. Wei Yunshu’s gaze shifted slightly, and a point of light leaped from her brow, soaring into the sky and transforming into a vast sword energy. It suddenly slashed towards Youluo Mountain! The enormous mountain body was torn open by that sword, and the Youluo Astral Winds that swirled around the mountains crossed the barrier, rushing back!
The sword energy fell like meteors, and the spiritual energy vibrated, stirring the water tides in the marsh to surge, like thousands of horses galloping together. Waves splashed ceaselessly, as if the entire water area had been boiled.
Wei Yunshu did not even glance at the people blocking her path. She urged her sword energy forward, and the stars behind her moved in unison, like a brilliant galaxy pouring down, looking extremely resplendent. Upon seeing this, Su Jinling’s alarm bells rang loudly. She absolutely did not dare to withstand this sword, and quickly fled outwards on her escape light! How could she possibly intercept Wei Yunshu again?
“Taiyi Sword, Myriad Stars… It really is her,” Yun Kuan sighed with emotion, no longer intending to remain a spectator.
“Where is True Monarch Luo?” Yue Chengyuan frowned.
“Perhaps she doesn’t want to give people a pretext to criticize,” Yun Kuan raised his eyebrows and smiled, pausing for a moment before saying, “Fellow Daoists Chu and Wu, let’s go together.”
On the other side, Wei Yunshu had also noticed Luo Lingfeng’s disappearance. She was not afraid to reveal her identity and unleash Taiyi, hoping to carve out a path as quickly as possible. But after flying a short distance, she saw Yun Kuan and his group surrounding her. She was innocent, and these people all wanted to kill her. Moreover, now there was an even better reason! Composing herself, Wei Yunshu transmitted a message to Ran Xiuyun, “Luo Lingfeng is missing.”
Ran Xiuyun replied gently, “Don’t worry about her. Buzhou has made arrangements long ago.”