The Old Gods

Chapter 985 Old Friends in the Sea of ​​Clouds
Mom, do you have time?

A sudden thought caused the woman in the white dress on Sword One Mountain to slowly open her eyes.

Her eyes, as deep and cold as a still pool, rippled slightly: "Are you tired?"

Uh, it's alright.

[Blade & Soul says you've worked so hard, you're exhausted to the point of fainting.]

"It was indeed a bit too aggressive, but speed is of the essence! I also wanted to accumulate more leverage for myself before negotiating with the gods and demons before the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month." The Cloud Sea Sword Spirit imitated a child's tone, sounding somewhat shy.

On the fifteenth of the eleventh lunar month, the gods and demons used countless human tragedies in an attempt to force out the mysterious human villains.

As a result, they faced a furious retaliation from the Burning Gate!

It completely changed the格局 (geju, a concept encompassing the three realms, overall structure, and overall structure).

[I accidentally used too much force and slept for six or seven days.] The sword spirit's voice grew softer and softer.

While she couldn't perfectly imitate it, Qiao Wanjun could imagine the way her own child would mutter to herself.

But this time, the child failed to make her laugh.

Qiao Wanjun silently lowered her eyes, looking down at the chaotic battlefield below.

Qiao Wanjun deserves much credit for the successful completion of the mission by Ranmen. She pressed Jianyi's hand and even tried to win him over.

This crucial move is of strategic value for the future development of the Ranmen (燃门) industry.

But Qiao Wanjun didn't think she had done enough, especially when she heard Yunhai Sword Spirit's heartbroken voice say that the child had fainted.
[Mom? Are you still there?]

"She wants to see you," Qiao Wanjun suddenly said.

【who? 】

[Sword One.]

"Sword One." Far away in the Milky Way Bay of the Demon Cave, Lu Ran murmured thoughtfully, "Alright, I'll go there as soon as possible."

With the day of the showdown fast approaching, Kenichi's decision is of utmost importance.

We must win her over.

After making up his mind, Lu Ran looked up at his evil god girlfriend.

Qiao Wanjun communicated with the sword spirit silently, but Lu Ran was constantly talking and conversing with the Cloud Sea Sword.

Jiang Ruyi naturally heard everything and analyzed, "It seems that you have obtained Blood Skull and gained Jian Yi's approval."

Lu Ran nodded: "I'll go take a look! By the way, now that I'm back, you should swallow the jade talisman's soul and go into the gourd."

Once her divine position is complete, Jiang Ruyi's physical strength and various attributes will naturally reach a new level, and she can also study the fusion of Jade Talisman Divine Technique and Ghost Talisman Evil Technique.

The increase in strength will be very obvious.

"Okay." Jiang Ruyi turned her head slightly to look at the Xuan Shuang guard behind her. "You will continue to guard this place. All the troops on Mount Shen will be under your command for the time being."

“Yes, Madam.” Leng Xuanshuang bowed her head.

Then, Jiang Ruyi picked up the money for her funeral that Lu Ran had given her, and her figure continued to shrink.

But after entering the phoenix-patterned gourd, she suddenly transmitted her voice: "Don't you have anything else to say to Yu Fu?"

【None.】A solitary word, cold and indifferent.

Whenever jade talismans are involved, Lu Ran always shows a particularly cold side, which is quite rare.

Along with this, Jiang Ruyi's gaze turned icy as she activated the Rebirth Coin to release the divine soul within.

"Jiang disciple, wait a minute! I have important information. Stop, stop!!" The ghost's tone went from flattering to urgent, and then to desperate shouting.

Unfortunately, the two are separated by two different realms.

With an expressionless face, Fairy Jiang could not hear the desperate cries of the deity.

A powerful divine soul will only become her stepping stone, helping her ascend to the supreme divine position.

A few minutes later, in the north-central part of the Third Heaven.

Lu Ran, who was invisible, stood twenty kilometers south of Jianyi Divine Mountain, holding an exquisite little golden purse in his hand.

He was astonished to find that not only was there a light frost and snow on Jianyi Mountain, but there were also wisps of mist at its foot.

That is?

Lu Ran blinked and saw a unique human-shaped stone sculpture standing near the foot of the mountain.

Other human-shaped stone sculptures have indistinct facial features, but this stone sculpture has no facial features at all!
Physically speaking, it, well, it should be a male imitation.

He was tall and slender with long hair, wearing a wide robe made of white mist that shimmered with a holy light, and wisps of mist drifted around him.

Its overall temperament is that of an "ethereal immortal".

The lack of facial features actually made him seem more mysterious.

Ninth-Rank God - Holy Mist?
Lu Ran had little contact with this god, but he was very familiar with his demonic side—the Mist Shadow Man!

These weak demons often invaded the small town of Yuxiang, and Lu Ran naturally remembered them vividly.

How did the Holy Mist end up here at the Divine Mountain in Sword One?

Fleeing from war?
The key question is, did Master Jian actually take it in?

This is clearly not Jianyi's style. Hmm, there's probably some interference from his mother behind the scenes.

Lu Ran looked down at the battle below and, sure enough, saw a few huge white mist figures among the group of Jianyi's minions.

It seems that the Ninth-Rank Divine Demon Holy Mist - Mist Shadow Man has merged into one.

The Holy Mist minions, also clad in flowing white mist robes, were enveloped in a light white mist that provided a mild healing effect to the Sword One minions.

As Lu Ran flew around the sacred mountain, he unexpectedly discovered a completely different world on its north side.

There was no mist here, but silvery-white flowers and leaves were falling.

Ninth-Rank God and Demon - Cold Silver Flower - Laurel?

This group of gods and demons has also merged into one, and their minions form a beautiful landscape painting.

The laurel trees are stunningly beautiful, their lush branches covered with silvery flowers that resemble full moons.

Good guy~
Jian Yi was truly merciful, taking in two of the lowest-ranking gods and demons.

That being said, the mountainside and the foot of the mountain are completely two different worlds.

The mountaintop was peaceful, but below the mountainside, chaos reigned, with longswords flashing and petals and mist swirling around.

It's clear that Lord Jian really prefers quiet!
Let alone their own people, even the Faceless Jade Venerable clan wouldn't fly up the mountain! They rationally fought below, absorbing the souls of the demonic minions on the spot. This behavior seemed as if they were afraid of angering Sword Master, fearing she would personally take back all the resources.
“These two gods and demons are weak and have no one to rely on, so they came to seek the protection of Master Jianyi.” The Cloud Sea Sword Spirit suddenly spoke up. “Jianyi’s attitude is as cold as ever, and he ignored them.”

Lu Ran: "."

That's because I have no one to rely on!

The Moon Laurel and Silver Flower originally belonged to the Star Moon Divine Mountain. The leaders of that mountain, the Star Officials and Moon Spirits, were destroyed by your son.
Sword Spirit: "I spoke with Sword Master for a while. She neither agreed nor disagreed, so I stepped in and kept Holy Mist and Cold Silver Flower here."

The ninth-rank gods and demons are truly insignificant.

They're like stray dogs.

The Northwest and Central South factions should be recruiting heavily, but under these circumstances, neither faction is bothering to look at them.

Of course, it's possible that both of them were determined to pledge allegiance to the most powerful god.

A thought flashed through Lu Ran's mind: "Could they be spies sent by the other two forces?"

“I had them use the Divine Demon Remnant, and I questioned them about their past experiences one by one, so they should be clean,” the sword spirit relayed Qiao Wanjun’s words. “And even if they were before, they won’t be in the future.”

Before Lu Ran could say anything, Qiao Wanjun continued:
"If Ranran doesn't like them, I'll just kill them."

Lu Ran's mouth opened into an "O" shape!
Is it really that cold-hearted?

In a daze, Lu Ran thought he was talking to the Immortal Sheep.

wrong!

Lord Immortal Sheep had a deep voice and often sneered, which sent chills down one's spine.

No one has a voice as nice as Mom's!
Besides, she's ruthless towards gods and demons, but her treatment of me is love, isn't it? Well, a bit too much doting.

It is said that gods and demons must be executed.
"No need, no need!" Lu Ran quickly said, "This is good. The fact that Sword One Divine Mountain is taking in gods and demons is a good sign."

【Hmm.】Atop the sacred mountain, Qiao Wanjun nodded gently with satisfaction.

That's what she thought too.

That's why he personally stepped in to take in the gods and demons.

Clearly, the child has grown a lot. Even though he deeply hates gods and demons, he knows what the wise thing to do is to act wisely.

"Come with me." Qiao Wanjun's thoughts had just been transmitted when she sensed an energy fluctuation beside her.

Qiao Wanjun slowly turned around and walked towards the mountain.

Lu Ran followed closely behind and also saw a narrow opening.

The two walked into the tunnel one after the other. Suddenly, Qiao Wanjun's hand, which was hanging down naturally, touched the hilt of a sword.

The warmth of his hand still lingered on it.

But soon, a thin layer of frost formed on the warm sword hilt in her cold hands.

"Buzz~" Yun Haichen Qingjian suppressed his surging emotions and hummed slightly.

Qiao Wanjun lowered her head, reached down with two slender fingers, and gently stroked the blade: "Finally."

"Buzz!" The Cloud Sea Dust Clear Sword could no longer suppress its excitement, and the vibration became more and more intense.

"I'll take him to talk to Lord Jianyi first," Qiao Wanjun said softly.

Yun Haichen Qingjian gradually calmed down.

Qiao Wanjun habitually slung her sword at her waist and said, "Let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, a small purse was stuffed into her hand.

The third heaven was already dim, and the narrow mountain tunnel was even darker, but the dark gold coin pouch emitted a faint glow.

Qiao Wanjun frowned slightly: "Ranran."

Her words came to an abrupt end.

By the light of the dark golden glow, Qiao Wanjun saw that inside the small money pouch were several small stone figurines.

Those faces, gazing upwards, were both strange and familiar.

"Sect Master!" Yan Chou said in a trembling voice.

The man, over forty years old, instantly had tears in his eyes as he gazed at the person whom countless Yunhai Sect disciples deeply revered and missed.

"Sect Leader Qiao!" The Leng siblings and Wuyai knelt down respectfully, looking up at the huge face that covered the mouth of the money bag.

"Sect Master!" A sincere smile appeared on Huangfu Zhao's weathered face.

"Hahahaha! Sect Master!" Xiang Wang raised his hands high, waving them repeatedly and laughing loudly.

The laughter wasn't as wild as before; it was filled with pure joy.

Infecting everyone.

"Mmm." Qiao Wanjun's voice was soft and gentle, and a pang of sorrow suddenly welled up in her heart, which was both resilient and indifferent.

Old friends, former acquaintances.

Years later, upon seeing these figures again, her hand holding the money bag trembled slightly.

It feels like it was a lifetime ago that we last met.

Qiao Wanjun closed the bag, held the small money pouch in her hand, turned around, and gently looked into the child's eyes by the light of the blood crystal mask.

"There is one woman among them whom you may not know. She is Uncle Zheng Qingshan's wife, named Yin Yan."

Qiao Wanjun raised her hand and gently stroked Lu Ran's face, her eyes filled with complex emotions. Her thumb traced the uneven blood crystal mask again and again.

"Sorry, these are the only people left," Lu Ran said in a muffled voice.

"Mmm." Qiao Wanjun forced a smile behind her veil.

It was a very difficult task.

It was also very bitter.

She slowly took half a step forward, gently embraced Lu Ran, and whispered in his ear, her thin lips close to his ear, her words chillingly cold:

"Even gods and demons won't be many left."

"Boom!!!"

The third-tier divine weapon, Cloud Sea Dust Clearing Sword, at Qiao Wanjun's waist suddenly trembled violently.

In the sky, thick with clouds, streaks of mist roared down.

(End of this chapter)