Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 399: Who will wake up first from the big dream?

My consciousness sank and I didn't know how much time had passed.

Maybe tens of millions of years will pass, maybe just a moment.

"I am dead?"

Chen Mu's eyes were bloodshot as he watched the souls lined up in front of him. Under the whip of the red-faced and fanged ghosts, they walked to the black arch bridge one by one.

There was a beautiful woman with snow-white hair, a face as graceful as a swan, red lips and white teeth. She looked at each soul gently and personally brought a bowl of mysterious yellow soup.

"Drink..."

Chen Mu was trembling, unable to accept the situation before him.

"Impossible, how could I die so easily... That Feng..."

"Drink it. Everyone who comes here says it's impossible, but fate is predetermined by heaven. How can it be changed by a few words?" The beautiful woman still smiled gently and spoke softly.

Chen Mu felt his consciousness was clumsy, and before he could react, he had already taken the Xuanhuang soup and drank it in one gulp.

"impossible……"

He murmured one last word, and then fell into an endless abyss, his consciousness sinking again.

……

"Yu'er..."

In a daze, he heard someone calling a name.

Just when he was wondering, his heart suddenly shook.

"It's me, you're calling me..."

As soon as he woke up, he found that he had become a young child, running desperately in a courtyard.

At the end of the courtyard was his mother's room. While running, he could vaguely see his mother's earnest advice.

"Yu'er, you lost your father at a young age, leaving no one to rely on, yet you still maintain self-respect and self-reliance. I'm truly pleased... It's a pity that I can't be by your side on this journey ahead...

You must always remember your original intention. Your father named you Yu because he hoped you would become a gentleman who stands tall and upright..."

He kept walking with a sad and angry look on his face, and finally arrived in front of the room. When he pushed open the door, he saw a thin figure lying quietly on the bed, his face pale and bloodless, with traces of tears in the corners of his eyes.

"mother!"

He let out a howl and rushed forward regardless of anything.

"Why are you howling? It's so noisy! Get out... Young Master, now that his parents are dead and he has no one to rely on in the clan, I'm sure that the Spirit-Opening Pill must belong to you..."

He was driven out by the evil slaves, and his mother's body was taken away and hastily buried, leaving him alone to guard the small courtyard with a dim candle.

The death of both his parents made him, who was already a member of the collateral line, even more humble and insignificant. Even the servants under some of the legitimate princes would make things difficult for him just to please their masters.

As expected, Xu Ding and his Kailing Pill fell into the hands of the eldest son.

After going through such hardships, he gradually became silent and his heart was filled with anger.

But he also knew that if he stayed in the clan, he would never have a chance to make a name for himself, so he resolutely fled the family and traveled thousands of miles to seek the truth!
The journey was bumpy and tortuous, and he shook off several waves of evil slaves from the family who were chasing him. Just as he was about to set foot on the gate of the immortal sect, he was kidnapped by an evil cultivator.

The evil cultivator claimed to be the orthodox soul clan, and he had countless evil spirits under his command. He had kidnapped him to test his own desires and see if the evil spirits could possess a living person...

The pain of being possessed by an evil spirit is so great, like being scalded by hot oil or pricked by needles in hundreds of acupuncture points. It is indescribable.

If it were the him before, he would have collapsed and his soul would have been scattered. However, after the misfortunes of losing both his parents and being abandoned by his family, he kept holding on and actually survived the pain of the evil spirit gnawing at his heart with his mortal soul!
The evil cultivator was overjoyed and personally taught him the Soul Clan's skills, just so that he could have the cultivation level to withstand the possession of even more powerful evil spirits.

He endured and obeyed everything. As he practiced, he discovered that his talent was exceptional, often completing the evil cultivator's prescribed progress in less than half the time. This continued for several years, and the evil cultivator took him around the world, as if he was escaping something.

It was not until much later that he realized that it was the Soul Clan who came to hunt down the evil cultivator.

No matter how hard you try to escape, one thing will eventually slip through.

The Soul Clan came and surrounded the two of them, and the evil cultivator was killed before he could hold out for a few rounds. He was also about to be killed because of his identity as a disciple of the evil cultivator.

The woman who changed his life stood up.

"This person's soul is different. It has merged with hundreds of evil spirits. Let's bring him back to the clan and let the elders take a look..."

Hunlingjun, this is her name.

After being brought back to the Soul Clan, he could do nothing at first and could only serve as a research subject for the Soul Clan elders in his spare time.

It was not until later that the elders of the Soul Clan discovered his extraordinary talent and recommended him to the Soul Clan leader, and his career became unstoppable from then on.

"He seems to have been born into the Soul Clan..."

More than one person said so, even Hun Lingjun thought so.

Life doesn’t seem so difficult anymore. It would be great if it could always stay like this.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. The Soul Clan was not very powerful. After offending the powerful force at that time, the Wuxiang Palace, the Soul Clan fell apart. Even Hun Lingjun was taken away and became a candidate for the Saint of the Wuxiang Palace.

She's called a Saint, but in reality, she's the cauldron of the Saint Son of the Wuxiang Palace...

"Why, why do I have to suffer everywhere? Even the Soul Clan is dragged down! God is so unfair..."

He roared in anger, just as the family's evil slaves came looking for him, wanting to capture him and take him away for the eldest son to practice the secret art of bloodline.

"Damn it, damn it all!"

He was so angry that he lost his mind and killed all the evil slaves with just one move!

Once a person kills, the murderous intent in his heart does not decrease but increases!
It turns out that he is already so powerful...

He rushed thousands of miles and arrived at his own family. The eldest son was very surprised to see him and thought that his bloodline secret technique had a chance of success.

But before he could make a move, he summoned thousands of evil spirits and refined all the people in the clan into the soul flags one by one!

At this moment, he felt extremely relaxed and at ease, as if the shackles on his body were suddenly broken and he was no longer oppressed by the word "jade".

However, as he turned around and left easily, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Mother, I have failed to live up to your expectations. I don't want to be called a gentleman!"

Once again in a daze, he became more silent, and his heart became more mature and vicious.

He will do whatever it takes to get what he wants, and if someone gets in his way, he won't mind stabbing them.

Unknowingly, he plundered countless resources and eventually became a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. His reputation spread throughout the world. Everyone knew how cruel he was and was unwilling to make an enemy of him easily.

Wuxiang Palace was also unwilling to offend such a great monk, not to mention that the Holy Son had not yet appeared, so there was no need to offend him for a backup Holy Girl.

So Hun Lingjun returned to his side again.

After this incident, the two of them understood each other's feelings and got married. They gathered the Soul Clan that had been scattered many years ago and became one of the most powerful forces at that time.

His quest for the Tao never faded. He killed all those who were his enemies, taking their souls to help him achieve enlightenment. Step by step, he reached the pinnacle of the Taiyi Xuanling Realm and became one of the most powerful people in the world...

Afterwards, he once again experienced thousands of years and finally reached the peak of transcending tribulation. He only needed one last step to ascend to immortality...

(End of this chapter)