Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation

Chapter 541: Chapter 292: Xia Qingying: Young Master Ling, You Wouldn’t Want...

「Outside, by the Purple Jade Arch Bridge.」

As the final Restriction Trap dissolved into a stream of light and vanished, a large group of Cultivators swarmed onto the ground on the other side of the arch bridge.

"...We finally dealt with it!"

Xia Qingying’s anxious heart finally settled, but a pained look appeared on her jade-like, beautiful face.

Looking back, she saw that she had lost more than ten percent of the Cultivators she had brought with her, and many of the survivors were injured.

Of course, the other major powers like the Li Huo Divine Palace, the Chiying Demon Sect, the Yu Family, and the Xuannü Palace were in a similar situation.

As for the Cultivators who had been captured to scout the path and serve as cannon fodder, they had been completely wiped out halfway through, not even their bones remaining.

Because of this, the leaders of the major powers had been forced to compromise, taking turns to send out their own Cultivators as sacrifices, using their very lives to pave the way forward.

After all, they had already come this far. They couldn’t just give up halfway. The deaths were an unavoidable necessity.

The Cultivators from Mingzun Mountain, however, had suffered no losses. As indispensable technical experts, they were well-protected.

"This gate is closed too,"

said Qin Tiangen, the ancestor of the Li Huo Divine Palace, his expression dark and his tone hostile.

"That brat’s identity is definitely not simple. He might even be the reincarnation of some Ancient Great Power! Otherwise, there’s no way he could be so familiar with the Array Restrictions here!"

"Mm, Senior Brother Qin is not wrong. I think so as well!"

Yin Xuechen of the Chiying Demon Sect nodded slightly. ’The value of that handsome, purple-robed young man is clearly far greater than I had initially thought.’

’If I could capture him and make him work for me, would any of the opportunities in these Divine Land Ruins fall into anyone else’s hands?’

Xia Qingying pursed her full, red lips. After much speculation, she had already arrived at an answer in her heart.

’That guy... he must be the Child of Destiny, Ling Changqing, the one I met once before, right?’

Her Majesty the Empress had no evidence, only a simple intuition. But she didn’t think she was wrong, because there was no other more plausible possibility.

’No matter what, this time I have to... I have to capture him! No matter the cost.’

Xia Qingying mused silently.

’With him, the Da Xia Divine Dynasty’s national destiny will surely prosper, and its power will skyrocket.’

’However, I have to guard against those hussies from the Xuannü Palace. I absolutely cannot let them learn Ling Changqing’s true identity.’

Xia Qingying glanced at the Female Cultivators from Xuannü Palace. ’These beauties, with their flower-like faces, bright eyes, and pearly teeth, will probably be very attractive to Ling Changqing, right? After all, he’s a hopeless lecher!’

’Hmph! The Female Cultivators of my Da Xia Divine Dynasty are just as good!’

After a moment of consideration, she noted that there were also several hundred Female Cultivators in her own ranks. Xia Qingying discreetly had them gather closer. They might come in handy very soon.

’Young Master Ling, you wouldn’t want your identity to be exposed, would you?’

’Then you will obediently marry me!’

"...Fellow Daoist Su, we’ll have to trouble you to take action again."

In front of the gilded gate, the Yu Family’s Patriarch, Yu Zhonglin, said politely.

"I will need at least twenty hours. I hope it won’t be too much of a delay."

Su Mingcan replied curtly. With sufficient payment, he was no longer putting on airs.

Besides, having the chance to study these Ancient Divine Land Ruins was an irreplaceable opportunity for him to improve his Cultivation and his mastery of Arrays.

...

The core area of the Hongmeng Divine Hall was a Secret Hall located thousands of feet deep underground.

Above the Secret Hall, the surface was a majestic and perilous mountain range. Millions of years had passed, yet everything here was just as it had been when Meng Feiyu left.

Following a bronze spiral staircase all the way down, they safely passed through one powerful Restriction after another. After more than an hour, Ling Changqing and the three women finally stood before the entrance to the Secret Hall.

A towering, ancient, and multicolored Bronze Gate stood silently. It was a hundred feet tall and depicted a Map of the Celestial Stars. Forty-eight thousand stars were connected by dense Array patterns, and a soft, seven-colored starlight enveloped it.

"...I’m finally back!"

Looking at the sight before her, Meng Feiyu’s eyes filled with melancholy, and a mist quietly veiled her beautiful, lustrous eyes.

’I’ve endured countless tribulations to finally be reborn, and I’ve even gained the favor of the Child of Destiny.’

’But the former disciples of the Divine Land, those familiar faces, are now submerged in the depths of the River of Time, never to return!’

’But this is the fate of a cultivator. The Great Dao is vast, the path is long, and everyone is a lonely traveler.’

’Very few can make it to the end.’

"My lady, what are you thinking about?"

Ling Changqing gently took the beauty’s soft hand and spoke in a warm voice.

"Husband, I’m fine."

Meng Feiyu’s Mind returned to the present. Looking at the young man beside her, her mood instantly brightened.

’No matter what, with this one-of-a-kind husband by my side, I should be able to go further in the future, right? Eternal life and everlasting freedom might not be impossible.’

"Sister, let’s go in!"

Bai Qingyi said softly. She vaguely understood what was on Meng Feiyu’s mind. When a Reincarnated Great Power like her recalled past events, it was inevitable to feel a bit of sorrow and sentimentality.

Meng Feiyu nodded. Following the memories deep within her sea of consciousness, she raised a jade-like hand and slowly formed a series of Spirit Techniques.

A few breaths later, the Map of the Celestial Stars on the Bronze Gate shone brightly, and a faint humming sound came from all directions.

From the high dome above, a three-foot-thick golden pillar of light quietly descended, enveloping Meng Feiyu’s enchanting and alluring body.