I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 702 Going to Jail (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Somewhere in the far north.

Within an ice cave constructed of ice, several small and exquisite ice palaces stand in a staggered arrangement, each meticulously crafted and unique in shape, surrounding a slightly open 'courtyard' in the center.

Jiang Yi sat on the steps at the entrance of the main hall, watching Zhenshan and Duanjin busy carving pillars for the newly carved palace in the distance. In their hands were the shrunken Zhaoming Sword and Yaoling Sword.

Duan Jin was very dissatisfied with the carvings made by Zhen Shan and was scolding him with a stern face, while Zhen Shan just kept scratching his head and chuckling.

In the center of the courtyard stood the Creation and Longevity Cauldron, where Hua Gu, Hong Li, and Qing Xiao were all busy.

Jiang Yi leaned back, half-lying on the steps. Her body was in a semi-transparent, solid yet illusory state of a ghostly blue soul.

Her physical body is gone; she is now the incarnation of the Yang God.

The method for averting calamity that Xuanwu mentioned was similar to the method discussed by Chonghe Daojun and the others. Both involved sacrificing one person to absorb the demonic tide into their body and seal it away.

Although her cultivation level was insufficient, she possessed the residual power of the Xuanwu, and ultimately succeeded in sealing the demonic tide beneath the far northern glacier.

Losing her physical body didn't affect her much. The Yang Spirit was a higher level than the Primordial Spirit, so it didn't need to rely on a physical body and could freely create clones. It didn't even have a lifespan limit. As long as there was enough energy to maintain the existence of the Yang Spirit, it could be considered a 'terrestrial immortal' who hadn't ascended to immortality.

Jiang Yi raised her hand and pressed it against her chest, where a dark blue flame flickered eternally.

This is Xuanwu's final act of mercy. As long as she does not leave this place, Xuanwu's inner fire will not be extinguished, and she can live on in the world forever in the form of a Yang God.

As long as the inner fire remains extinguished, the demonic tide will not emerge. The inner fire and her Yang spirit complement each other, and neither can exist without the other.

At this moment, unlike the pure, dark blue of a hundred years ago, a golden flame has appeared at the center of the heart fire.

This pure and warm golden hue carries the power of the wishes and merits of all beings, which has converged across time and space over the past century.

In the years since she woke up again, although her divine sense could not cross the Northern Xuan realm, she had learned some truths in the dreams of mortals. In addition, after seeing her master in her dream just now, she now knows what everyone has done to save her in the past hundred years.

These incense offerings and merits are the result of countless cultivators in the Mountain and Sea Realm offering sacrifices in white robes and with plain wine every August, and the reverence of children in mortal villages as they listen to the stories. They are the wisps of incense smoke rising before the "Legend of the Crane Shadow" and the "Demon-Slaying Diagram".

It was Zhao Cangyun who forced the newly awakened spirits of the little demons to recite her deeds; it was Bai Shengjie who told her story again and again as he walked through the countryside; it was the longing poured into Shen Puning's paintings; it was the words written by Liu Taozhi with all her heart and soul; it was the ever-burning lamps lit for her day after day, year after year by all the people who fought alongside her, were protected by her, and were grateful for her sacrifice!
This golden flame was her only hope of escaping this 'ice coffin'.

Jiang Yineng could clearly feel the warm power contained within the golden flames, which was slowly but firmly nourishing her Yang spirit, allowing her to maintain a clear will in this extreme cold and deathly silence, and also making the suppression of the Heavenly Dao rules weaker and weaker.

As long as she can cultivate the Golden Body of Virtue with the Yang Spirit, she can break free from the shackles of this world and ascend to immortality.

But this requires a long period of accumulation and cannot be rushed.

And for her, time is the one thing she has plenty of right now.

A green vine meandered out from the cauldron in the center of the courtyard, its leaves unfurling and falling at Jiang Yi's feet, where Jiang Yi reached out to stroke it.

"Thank you for your hard work, Qingxiao. Tell Hua Gu and Hong Li not to worry and to take their time to recover."

The leaves on the vines touched the ground and then retreated back into the Cauldron of Creation and Longevity.

Jiang Yi recalled that day when Hong Li rushed into the cauldron without hesitation, sacrificing half of her lifespan to temporarily free the cauldron from the control of the Azure Emperor, thus buying them the opportunity to win the decisive battle.

I didn't have time to think about it carefully then, but now that I think about it, that cunning little fox Hong Li probably started tampering with the cauldron long ago, plotting to take it over one day. In fact, the Creation Longevity Cauldron has always belonged to her. She was the one who reactivated the Cauldron Control Token and bound it to the cauldron. As long as her soul is immortal, the cauldron will not change its owner.

Although the cauldron was taken away by the Azure Emperor, he used his powerful cultivation and divine sense to suppress the power she left in the cauldron.

Hongli is her natal spirit, and can be considered half her master.

Jiang Yi felt fortunate that Hong Li had always been so 'mischievous'.

Thanks to the evil body of the Azure Emperor, the Azure Wood Cauldron was completely transformed into the Creation Longevity Cauldron, unlocking all of its functions. Now, the seriously injured Hong Li and Hua Gu are being nurtured in the cauldron.

Using the Heavenly Time Instrument in the Cauldron to reverse time, they were able to return to their original state.

The Creation Longevity Cauldron can also revive withered medicinal herbs, just like this.

However, this process cannot be rushed, and the reversal of time only works within the cauldron, still requiring a significant amount of time.

After a great battle, the threat of the demonic tide was temporarily averted. Apart from her being sentenced to 'life imprisonment', everyone, including the demons, was safe and sound. Jiang Yi could not have been more satisfied with this outcome.

As for her future ascension to immortality, the loosening of the seal here, the resurgence of the demonic tide in the Mountain and Sea Realm, or the collapse of the Heavenly Pillar of the Mountain and Sea Realm, those are not things she needs to consider.

Every chaotic era gives rise to heroes!
"Zhu Xin, why aren't you saying anything?"

Jiang Yi stretched and yawned. Since she woke up, Zhu Xin, who was usually very talkative, had been silent and sparing with his words.

Faced with Jiang Yi's question, the small mirror hanging at her waist remained silent as always.

Jiang Yi continued, "I know you're bored, and everyone's basically immune to you. They're not afraid of being scolded by you, and you can't go out and have fun, but you can't just shut yourself off like this. You've finally become normal again, don't let yourself become so gloomy again."

"How about this, you come into my sea of ​​consciousness, and I'll grant you access to my dreams. You can play in dreams, where anything is possible. If you see a promising talent like Ah-Qing, you can offer some guidance. Although we can't leave, we can still use the title of Dream Immortal to spread knowledge and teach, which is also a meritorious act."

"When I cultivate for a few hundred more years, and my Yang Spirit becomes stable and strong, and my divine sense can reach the Eastern Continent, then we can grow bigger and stronger and create new glories. Don't you think so?"

The Mirror of Hearts flashed with golden light. "The sound of your abacus is disturbing me. All the merit you've accumulated has leaked out from your honeycomb-like heart!"

Jiang Yi grinned mischievously, "Then just tell me, are you going or not?"

"go with!"

Zhu Xin answered decisively because it was indeed too boring here. Jiang Yi was either sleeping or dozing off, Hua Gu and Hong Li were all inside the cauldron, Zhen Shan and Duan Jin were just flirting, and Zhao Ming and Yao Ling were both mute...

What a hopeless life!
Let's find some fun in our dreams!
Zhu Xin transformed into a golden light and entered Jiang Yi's brow. Immediately afterward, a vast starry river appeared before Zhu Xin, with thousands of stars twinkling and fading, each one a trace of a dream dissipated during the slumber of a living being.

Zhu Xin suddenly realized that his cultivation required the water of the mortal world, and the dreams of these beings before him were also part of the mortal world.
Zhu Xin's resentment vanished like smoke. He chose a dream, entered it, and disappeared.

Not long after, a child from a peasant family in a certain place in Beixuan woke up from a dream and cried uncontrollably...

　I hesitated for several days about whether to end it, but after thinking it over, I felt it was about time. So, this book is indeed coming to an end. I will continue to write some slice-of-life stories to smoothly transition to the final chapter.

　　If you have any questions or find any gaps in my coverage, please leave a comment. As I get older, my memory isn't what it used to be, and it's easy to overlook things.

　　See you tomorrow~
　　(End of this chapter)