I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 709 The Grand Finale (Return)

Jiang Yi felt as if her soul had passed through a long passage, her consciousness floating in chaos, like waking from a deep dream or waking from a long sleep, her thoughts hazy.

After an unknown amount of time, a cool, ethereal aura brushed against her cheek, and her chaotic senses finally began to coalesce.

My eyelids were heavily lifted a crack, and my vision gradually cleared from blurry.

A misty, ethereal aura flowed gently, enveloping the body, pure and full of vitality, bringing a touch of coolness.

She found herself languidly reclining in a pavilion carved from white jade. The couch beneath her was warm and smooth, and she wore a plain white dress with tassels that draped naturally, as if shimmering with starlight or gathering and dispersing like clouds, blending seamlessly with the ethereal atmosphere around her.

The pavilion is built at a very high place, with an extremely wide view. Looking up, there is an endless, surging sea of ​​clouds outside the pavilion.

A magnificent golden-purple glow shines through the sea of ​​clouds, beneath which the outlines of mountains and rivers are faintly visible, yet they seem as distant as if veiled by countless layers of gauze.

At the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, as far as the eye can see, there are countless majestic celestial palaces and pavilions, layer upon layer, appearing and disappearing in the rosy clouds and auspicious mist, solemn and majestic, exuding an eternal and immortal majesty.

"The Thirty-Three Heavens..."

Jiang Yi murmured to herself, a strange sense of familiarity and a bizarre sense of unfamiliarity clashing in her mind, giving her a headache.

She sat up, touched something, and looked down to see her all-too-familiar sword-nurturing gourd. The surface of the gourd was radiating a warm, precious light, even more mystical than when she was in the Mountain and Sea Realm. She could clearly sense the peaceful aura of her companions inside, all of them fast asleep.

A sense of security welled up within her, and she habitually picked up the gourd and skillfully hung it around her waist.

Just then, footsteps came from the corridor outside the pavilion.

Jiang Yi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure approaching from afar, trembling as it came to the outside of the pavilion.

He was an old man with white hair and beard, his body hunched over, carrying a huge and ancient tortoise shell on his back, and leaning on an old vine cane.

The old man walked to the outside of the pavilion, but instead of looking directly at Jiang Yi, he knelt down respectfully, his forehead touching the ground.

"Welcome back to the throne!"

The aged voice, filled with barely suppressed excitement and awe, echoed before the pavilion shrouded in ethereal mist.

Jiang Yi was taken aback, then pointed to herself, "God-King? Me?"

While puzzled, Jiang Yi suddenly felt that the old tortoise's voice sounded familiar. She frowned and tried to search through her chaotic memories.

The moment the thought flashed through her mind, it was like a frozen river suddenly thawing, or a long-sealed treasure trove bursting open!

An indescribably vast torrent, carrying countless images, emotions, sounds, and breaths, suddenly broke through the invisible shackles and surged into her sea of ​​consciousness.

The first to revive is the flood of memories belonging to the realm of mountains and seas.

The biting winds of Beixuan, the snow-capped mountains of Xuanying Sword Sect, Danxi's fiery red figure, and her comrades-in-arms fighting side by side...

The old tortoise's voice is exactly the same as the stone tortoise in the Lazy Immortal statue!
But before Jiang Yi could figure out what was going on, more ancient and profound memories were ignited.

As the original memories were fully awakened and integrated, Jiang Yi's entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation.

She still leaned lazily against the jade couch, her inherent nonchalance undiminished, but the confusion between her brows was gone, replaced by a clarity and tranquility that seemed to understand the ages.

His clear eyes, like a starry sea, flowed with the vicissitudes and wisdom of countless years. He naturally exuded an intangible yet vast and abyss-like divine majesty that made people want to bow down and worship.

It is the composure and power that truly belong to a 'god'.

Jiang Yi slowly raised her hand and gently pressed her slightly throbbing temples.

"What about her?"

Only then did the old tortoise dare to raise its head slightly, but an embarrassed expression appeared on its face. It twitched the corner of its mouth, unsure of how to speak.

Jiang Yi glanced at him, took a step out of the pavilion, and clouds naturally gathered beneath her feet, supporting her spotless fairy shoes.

"Fine, I'll go see her myself."

"Yes!"

The old tortoise, feeling as if he had been granted a pardon, quickly got up and led the way with his cane.

Passing through the carved beams and painted rafters, through the misty corridors, and across several rainbow bridges suspended in the clouds, a boundless fairy pool comes into view.

The pond water was as clear as the blue sky, yet it was unfathomably deep, reflecting the magnificent sunset glow and flowing cloud shadows above. The graceful lotus flowers shimmered with light, their leaves as large as canopies, emerald green and glistening with dew, and their seedpods filled with pearls, exuding a refreshing and delightful fragrance.

On the shore, a huge, seven-colored lotus flower lay a person.

The person was in an extremely languid and casual posture, with a lotus leaf covering their face. They were sleeping soundly, their breathing long and steady, blending into the tranquil lotus pond.

Jiang Yi stopped and watched quietly.

Seeing this, the old tortoise's face showed even more embarrassment.

"Cough cough!"

The old turtle cleared its throat, but there was no reaction from under the lotus leaf.

Helpless, the old tortoise had no choice but to stretch out his cane and poke the man's arm under the lotus leaf hard.

"Ugh...who is it...disturbing my sleep..."

A languid voice rang out, exuding a lazy spirit that preferred lying down to sitting.

The lotus leaf covering her face was impatiently lifted, revealing a face that Jiang Yi knew all too well.

Jiang Yi had seen this face before, in the dream of the mayfly pillow, in the Lazy Immortal Shrine in the Mountain and Sea Realm where she learned the "Sleeping Immortal Skill," and also...

She often saw this during the hundreds of thousands of years that she was a goddess.

Eyes facing each other.

Lazy Immortal's hazy eyes suddenly sharpened, and all her sleepiness vanished.

She jumped from the pool to the shore, gave the old turtle a disapproving look, and then bowed respectfully to Jiang Yi.

"Hmm... Master, you're finally awake? That sleep... was really long. I thought you'd be back soon after your tribulation..."

Jiang Yi let out a cold snort; the memory was clear.

She is the carefree goddess, whose original name is 'Yi'. She has been living freely in the world since the beginning of chaos, not subject to the rule of the Three Realms, nor entering the Thirty-Three Heavens Immortal Palace. She lives alone outside the Immortal Realm and has only taken one disciple who is like-minded with her.

But even gods must undergo tribulations.

This experience in the Mountain and Sea Realm is her 'calamity'.

"I came back so late, isn't it all thanks to your brilliant arrangements?"

A deity descending to the mortal realm to avert calamity needs an identity and a general life experience in the early stages. These all require someone to arrange them. Jiang Yi entrusted this important responsibility to his disciple, and the Heavenly Dao did not object. The Lazy Immortal's scalp tightened, and he hurriedly pointed to the honest old tortoise beside him and said, "It was all arranged by him, it has nothing to do with me."

The old tortoise looked at the lazy immortal in disbelief, stammering angrily, "Nonsense...nonsense! You were the one who arranged all those messes of the first forty-nine years, you played the God Lord to death before letting me take over, and then you just went to sleep and ignored me. If you were going to ignore me, you should at least give me the token! You didn't even give me the token, so I can't even help the God Lord..."

"Tsk!" Lazy Immortal glared. "How can you, at your age, still shirk responsibility?"

I'm younger than you!

Jiang Yi watched the two bicker with a forced smile. In the end, Lazy Immortal couldn't win the argument with Old Turtle, so he had to find a way to explain to Jiang Yi.

"Master, it's like this. You see, you cultivate the 'Sleeping Immortal Technique.' If I didn't give you a strict mother, a tragic past, and a strong personality, you would have simply fallen asleep and died like me. You would definitely have failed in your tribulation transformation, right? Although the process was a bit bumpy, Master, you still succeeded in your tribulation transformation and came back in the end, didn't you?"

Jiang Yi took a breath. The logic was correct, and she could understand it. Even her memories of traveling from the modern world were deliberately created by her disciple. She dreamt of traveling through three thousand realms, and the modern world was just one of them.

Having that memory of 'time travel' allowed her to mature at a young age, and also made her develop an attachment to her mother because of her obsession as an orphan, thus obeying her strict mother's arrangements and diligently cultivating.

Otherwise, given her personality, if she had obtained the "Sleeping Immortal Skill" early on, the final result might have been that she would have hidden in some cave and slept until the destruction of the Mountain and Sea Realm.

not to mention……

Jiang Yi raised her head slightly and looked up at the sky. The Heavenly Dao has always been there, and some things... are unavoidable!
She understood the reasoning, but it was really infuriating that her apprentice hadn't cared about her at all for so many years.

But before dealing with his apprentice, Jiang Yi had one more thing to do.

"what?"

The old tortoise suddenly stared at the lotus pond and spoke, interrupting Jiang Yi's thoughts. He looked in the direction the tortoise was looking and saw the old tortoise using his cane to part a lotus flower, revealing a little creature splashing around in the water below.

It resembles an alligator snapping turtle, with a snake-like tail that coils around its body.

"Black Tortoise?" Jiang Yi understood immediately. He then scooped the little Black Tortoise out of the water and placed it in his apprentice's hands. "You're a professional at raising turtles, so I'm leaving it to you."

"Master, this is a Xuanwu, not an ordinary one..."

Before the Lazy Immortal could utter the last word, "turtle," Jiang Yi had already vanished, leaving only wisps of mist behind.

……

The Thirty-Three Heavens, Kunlun Heaven.

As a major gathering place for human cultivators in the immortal realm, Kunlun Heaven is filled with immortal energy, with magnificent palaces and pavilions standing side by side, and immortal light coming and going in an endless stream.

The name Kunlun exists in many cultivation realms, and is mostly a sacred place for human cultivators.

Therefore, Kunlun Heaven is filled with various immortal steles. All human cultivators who ascend from the lower realms of cultivation will be directly guided to Kunlun Heaven and become immortals there.

A figure in pure white appeared silently outside the Stele Forest. Her eyes were calm and languid as she casually raised her hand towards the Stele Forest.

A soft sound, like tearing silk.

Those indestructible Kunlun Immortal Steles were cleanly and neatly cleaved in two, the broken edges as smooth as mirrors, with wisps of sword intent remaining, exuding a chillingly sharp aura.

The moment the Immortal Stele was destroyed, the entire Kunlun Heaven's aura froze for a split second.

"Who dares to destroy my Kunlun Immortal Stele!"

A furious shout rang out, and several beams of immortal light rushed over, transforming into several male and female immortals dressed in purple robes and wearing jade crowns. They came in a rage to demand an explanation.

But upon seeing clearly who had slain the monument, several beams of immortal light turned and flew away without hesitation.

Only one person remained, having charged too far, and landed in front of Jiang Yi. The anger on his face quickly faded, leaving only extreme respect and fear. He didn't even dare to look Jiang Yi in the eye and hurriedly bowed.

"So...it was the carefree divine lord who has arrived! Forgive my poor eyesight, but I...I don't know why the divine lord...why he wanted to smash the immortal stele of my Kunlun Heaven?"

"Just woke up, and I'm in a bad mood."

The few words fell lightly, yet they were even more suffocating to the purple-robed immortal than the sword intent that cleaved the immortal stele.

Bad mood?

Just because he was in a bad mood, he cleaved their Kunlun Heaven's Immortal Stele in two with a single sword strike?
How willful! How domineering!
Watching Jiang Yi drift away, the purple-robed immortal dared not have any other opinions, and even saw her off with a sob in his voice.

"Respectfully seeing off the Divine Lord! Next time... next time if the Divine Lord is in a bad mood, please... please go somewhere else to clear your mind. There's no need... no need to come to such a filthy place as Kunlun Heaven..."

He wished he could have "Please don't come again" engraved on his forehead.

Soon after, an even more terrifying rumor swept through the immortal realm like a storm.

After the carefree god-lord returned to his position after escaping the tribulation, he not only shattered the ascension stele of Kunlun Heaven, but also, in just a few days, traversed several immortal realms alone and killed nine well-known Golden Immortals.

Those nine Golden Immortals included powerful figures, reclusive hermits, and even those with close ties to the Supreme Celestial Court.

They fell without warning and without any power to resist.

According to fragmented accounts from eyewitnesses, all they saw was a flash of sword light that annihilated all laws, and the Golden Immortal's true spirit was forcibly ripped from his immortal body.

What made it even more terrifying for the immortals was that the Carefree Divine Lord did not completely destroy these true spirits, but instead casually tossed them all into the Mountain and Sea Realm where she was transforming the calamity.

These nine once high-ranking Golden Immortals will have to reincarnate as true spirits in the mortal world of the Mountain and Sea Realm, experiencing birth, aging, sickness, and death, comprehending the seven emotions and six desires, starting all over again and cultivating anew.

This is even more cruel than complete annihilation of body and soul, and can be considered one of the most severe punishments in the immortal realm.

None of the immortals who were punished in this way have ever been able to regain their former glory!
In an instant, the celestial realm was shaken, and people were filled with fear.

All forces fell silent, and countless immortals and gods were speculating about how these nine Golden Immortals had offended this god-king who had always lived a carefree life outside the world and was indifferent to worldly affairs.

Finally, under persistent questioning from busybodies, the Lazy Immortal relayed the God's response to the matter.

"Because I am their karmic calamity."

These words caused an uproar in the immortal realm.

With a single, casual remark, the carefree Divine Lord established an undeniable cause and effect for the fall of those nine Golden Immortals.

What you sow in the past will manifest today; no one can escape it!
……

Frosty blades cleave through snow, bidding farewell to the northern mysteries; lazy bones awaken, comprehending the true words.

Amidst the maze, we examine our hearts to uncover past calamities; through the shifting sands, we temper our bones to forge a new heaven.

The Azure Spirit once again erects a pillar supporting the heavens, and mountains and seas lean in to suppress the universe.

Mayflies dream of traversing three thousand worlds, then ride cranes on golden steps back to the Great Void!
(The End, 2025/12/29)

　Finished writing, no particular thoughts~
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