The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 185 Still Dares to Show Himself
The second day...

A layer of white mist hangs over the surface of Yuqing Creek, as if a thin veil has been draped over it; the continuous mountain forests are also covered with a thick layer of white frost without anyone noticing.

The air was even colder. Not a single person could be seen on the quiet mountain path. The once bustling bushes occasionally emitted scattered, clear chirps, their sounds carried on the frosty winter air, distant and lingering…

Pedestrians stopped, and birds vanished!
The soft, goose-feather-like snow has not yet arrived, but the biting cold of winter has already taken the lead, completely enveloping the earth. If someone were to look from afar at this time, they would see the Yuqing Mountains covered in frost and white, as if wearing a hat.

Under the dense "white-haired guardians" and the swirling clouds, the many buildings on the mountain appear and disappear, adding to their mystery!
However, the game continues...!
"The second round of the finals, the battle for the top three..."

An aged voice broke through the cold barrier and resounded through the sky. No one knew how far the voice traveled through the silent winter.

"Start now!"

Hearing the faintly excited proclamation, the seventh-level disciples guarding the mountain couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh in disappointment. Then, they looked with longing eyes at the mountain peak from which the sound was coming.

"Go for it, Senior Brother Ye Hui!!"

"Senior Brother Ke Wei, you're awesome...!"

The dueling arena was bustling with noise from all sides, the scene was incredibly intense. Disciples cheered and shouted, quickly drowning out the echoing voice of the kind-faced old man, who seemed to have forgotten the tragic events of the previous day.

"Junior Brother Feng!" A man dressed in black, with a calm expression, accompanied by two inner disciples, strolled leisurely into the dueling arena as if nothing had happened!

"This guy actually dares to come here?!"

Upon hearing the woman in green call out, the elders glanced at the audience, intentionally or unintentionally. Once they recognized the person, they pretended to turn their heads away and no longer paid attention.

According to their thinking, since he had offended the Grand Elder, Feng Ling should stay at home and avoid wandering around.

Even if you just stay home and cultivate peacefully for two days, and wait until the storm has completely passed before coming out, it's not too late!

But to everyone's surprise, he recklessly showed up again. Not only was he late, but he also did it in front of everyone...!
His extraordinary courage alone earned him the respect of many elders.

Fortunately, to make the "serious injury" look more convincing, the Grand Elder didn't come today. Otherwise, there would have been quite a show!

"Whoosh...!" Several streaks of light flew from the VIP seats to the side of the man in black. The elders immediately rolled their eyes and, like a group of old foxes, pricked up their ears curiously.

Perhaps it was just the angle. From the side, pairs of ears appeared faintly pointed and long! This startled many disciples who saw it, who exclaimed in their hearts—it was an illusion!
"Congratulations, Junior Brother, on becoming a core disciple!" After the two men and two women landed, Wu Ye and Xiang Qiubai smiled and nodded, while Leng Ningshuang chuckled and said with a hint of amusement, "Junior Brother is really generous. You can waste something as precious as the Ghost Stone so casually!"

you do not say!

Wu Ye and his three companions were startled by Leng Ningshuang's unintentional reminder. If they had lost a Ghost Stone for no reason, they would definitely have been tormented by feelings of loss for days.

However, they couldn't find the slightest abnormality in the black-clad man's expression. Even though more than six hours had passed, he shouldn't be so calm!

Could it be...! ?

"Ahem! Since we've already lost it, why dwell on it anymore?" As if sensing something, Feng Ling quickly coughed, interrupting their wild thoughts.

"Haha~, Junior Brother's open-mindedness is truly insightful!" Wu Ye and the others nodded in admiration. Then, seeing that the crisis had been successfully shifted, the man in black raised an eyebrow and changed the subject, saying, "In the future, we will have to trouble our senior brothers and sisters to take good care of us!"

What was originally just a symbolic, polite remark by Feng Ling unexpectedly stirred up a jealous feeling in the heart of someone he had been ignoring.

"I'll take care of you, that's enough!" Under the astonished gazes of all the inner disciples, the green-clad woman with pouting lips frowned slightly, stepped forward, and took the arm of the man in black with her delicate hands.

"As expected! This guy really does have a close relationship with Junior Sister Yuqing!" Many inner disciples' eyes turned red; this scene made many people's teeth itch with envy!
Because Feng Yuqing's cultivation level improved too quickly, and her actual age was not even older than some of the inner disciples, even though she had now become a core disciple, those who hadn't changed their way of addressing her still habitually called her "Junior Sister".

Feng Yuqing also disliked being called "Senior Sister" by people who clearly looked "older" than her. Otherwise, wouldn't that make her seem old too?

As for Feng Yuqing calling the man in black "junior brother," that was entirely her doing. In any case, Feng Ling, who claimed to be the older brother, had never acknowledged it.

"Haha~, this son-in-law... I'm definitely going to have him!"

Seeing the man in black helplessly having his arm linked with the woman in green, yet not actively trying to break free, the man in the purple-gold crown secretly let out a smug laugh.

Immediately, Feng Tianjue glanced sideways at his side, deliberately adding a little something extra to the telepathic message, and shared it with the strange-looking, withered old man:

"Elder Ling, I've heard you say that Feng Ling is an orphan! But when it comes to marriage, it's best if both the man and woman have a representative."

When I saw this, I thought, "Why don't you be the groom's witness?"

These words made Ling Weiyun's clone, who had been frowning, twitch at the corner of his mouth. He wondered if the other party had spoken intentionally or unintentionally.
"I am... terrified!" Feng Tianjue replied, his face as pale as if he had eaten a bitter melon, but he felt much better.

Even the biting cold wind that was originally howling through him gave him a strange feeling of a spring breeze on his face!

"Ahem, boss! Let's go prepare for the competition!"

"Goodbye, fellow senior brothers and sisters...!"

While the disciples were still in a daze, the fat and thin disciples who had been pushed aside by the woman in green were the first to come to their senses.

Zhu Bupang and his companion, still coughing, awkwardly stepped forward again, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. After politely bowing to Wu Ye and the other three, they quickly slipped away.

"Junior Brother Feng, please take a seat in the VIP section!"

He glanced meaningfully between the woman in green and the man in black, and then, as if he had become a different person, he became even more enthusiastic.

Seeing that the others nodded in agreement, Feng Ling, though somewhat puzzled, didn't dwell on it. Since he was now a core disciple, he should enjoy these "special treatments" to some extent!
"Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother Qiu Bai!" Thinking of this, the man in black raised an eyebrow and smiled. Several gusts of wind suddenly rose, and several core disciples were nowhere to be seen in the audience.

"Junior Brother Feng, take me there!"

"Sigh... this isn't right..., is it?!"

Feng Ling frowned and sighed helplessly. Under the gaze of the white-clad woman who turned around and cast a strange look, he picked up the pretty green-clad woman who was being unreasonable beside him with one hand. Then, Feng Ling leaped up and followed the three people in front, taking Feng Yuqing with him, and flew towards the location of the Jade Purity Sect's higher-ups.

"Whoosh...!"

Two long, glossy black hairs fluttered in the breeze, tinged with a fine layer of white frost.

At first glance, it is crystal clear, as if it is inlaid with droplets of reflective white pearls.

Take a closer look at the two figures walking in mid-air...

The woman had bright eyes and white teeth, and a refined and elegant appearance. Dressed in green, she perfectly accentuated her unique charm, leaving all who saw her in awe.

The man in black was handsome and dashing, and his understated clothing, far from suppressing his original temperament, actually added a touch of mystery to him!

"Hiss~!" Faced with such a handsome man and a beautiful woman, everyone exclaimed in unison. Both the inner and outer disciples, regardless of gender, were momentarily stunned when their eyes met this scene.

"So Senior Brother Feng Ling is this handsome! I wish I had acted sooner and become his Daoist partner!"

A beautiful female disciple, her eyes sparkling, focused all her attention on the black-clad man who had just floated over her head.

He made no attempt to hide his affection, and the girl, in her excitement, felt a sense of comfort. But she seemed to have forgotten who was sitting beside her...

"Tch~, you...!? You have no strength, no status!"

Upon hearing this, a pale-faced male disciple sitting next to the girl snorted coldly, his expression instantly turning extremely ugly. Anyone who saw their Daoist partner openly expressing their affection for another would likely feel very uncomfortable!
Before the girl could explain, the man continued his merciless attack: "With just a decent-looking face... do you think you can compare to Feng Yuqing, a 'core disciple' and 'daughter of the sect leader'?"

"You...!" A sharp remark pierced her heart through her ears. The girl was shocked and stood up to look at the man who looked at her with disdain and utter contempt.

"Waaah~...!" Then, as if she had seen through the other party's true colors, the girl turned around and ran out of the dueling arena with tears in her eyes.

Just as every girl has dreamed of a "Prince Charming," is it wrong to sigh involuntarily?
You often secretly stare at other pretty women behind my back. Do you think that just because I don't say anything, I really don't know?

"Hmph, throwing a tantrum again! Fine, I'm not going to bother with you this time!"

The male disciple stood up, hesitated for a moment watching the figure disappear into the passage, and finally gritted his teeth and sat back down. Little did he know that the girl's heart was fragile...

"Senior Brother Feng Ling, you are truly exceptional in appearance!"

"Yes, not only is he outstanding in appearance, but his strength is also undeniable!"

The girl's voice was clear and pleasant, and since she hadn't tried to suppress it, it quickly spread throughout the dueling arena in the quiet atmosphere.

Her inner monologue could be said to have expressed the thoughts of most of the women present. The atmosphere subtly shifted, then erupted into noise again…!
Am I feeling resentful?

Putting aside the overly beautiful images in her mind, the woman in white listened to the commotion below, turned around blankly and muttered to herself, then let out a long sigh in her heart.

"Hiss~! What was that expression Senior Sister Leng just made?"

Although the "couple" attracted most of the attention, quite a few disciples still focused their gaze on the cold and beautiful woman in white.

"Sigh... I'm getting old, so old! If only I could be decades younger..."

Just as all the inner disciples were gradually filled with jealousy, even many of the older elders cast envious glances at the man in black.

"If so, what then? You old bastard, tell me what you think..."

The unfriendly voice reached their ears, causing the other elders who had spoken earlier to instinctively shiver. Then, as if realizing something, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ouch! That hurts... Madam, let go!"

A deliberately suppressed, low scream rang out, creating a comical scene in the eyes of the elders.

An elderly woman with a wrinkled smile was furious. She went up to the elder who had just stopped speaking and started pulling his beard with one hand and grabbing his ear with the other, as if she were torturing a criminal...

But seeing this scene, many elders who had just breathed a sigh of relief were deeply moved. Their old eyes reddened, and they looked up, lost in thought, letting their scattered white hair sway in the wind...

The strong are undoubtedly lonely!

The concept of time is very vague. Take a lifetime for example: it is not long, a hundred years will pass in the blink of an eye; but it is not short either, when will the endless torment of the years end?
Over the long flow of time, the iron locks that once held life captive have long since rusted. A hundred years later, when we look back on those we've known, each event remains vividly clear, as if it happened just yesterday…

"Hey, you've completely embarrassed me!"

"You old codger, you're still afraid of losing face...!?"

Before the five men in black landed, the elder, his face flushed, finally broke free from the old woman's grasp. Fortunately, apart from the five core disciples, no other disciples noticed anything unusual about the two.

"Alas, things have changed, and everything is over...!" A melancholy sigh came from the purple-gold crowned man who had not spoken until now. Both the two elders and the five core disciples who had just arrived consciously shut their mouths.

The average age of the elderly elders is over seventy, while the oldest, a tenth-level elder, is over one hundred and twenty years old.

Their loved ones could not defy the natural law of "birth, aging, sickness, and death," and most of them have already returned to their hometowns, leaving only endless time for them to endure...

On the Ghost Spirit Continent, Ghost Spirit Masters do not contract diseases, and their lifespan increases with their cultivation level, which is similar to the cultivation world, but there are also subtle differences.

That is: the lifespan of a Ghost Spirit Master is not as exaggerated as that of a cultivator who can live for hundreds or thousands of years!

Generally speaking, ghost spirit masters below the advanced level have a lifespan of 100 years, advanced ghost spirit masters have a lifespan of 150 years, and only legendary ghost spirit masters can live for more than 200 years!
Even the legendary Ghost Spirit Master, who commands the wind and rain and is omnipotent, cannot escape the shackles of "not being able to cross the five hundred-year mark"...!
However, compared to ordinary people who are not even ghost spirit masters, this long lifespan of several hundred years is astonishing enough!
In reality, most ordinary people want to become spirit mediums simply to gain a life free from disasters and hardships.

At least, they won't die young, not even reaching the age of 100, because of illness!
Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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