The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Zhou Huanzhen's heart stirred slightly: "Bai Yujing?"

Zhao Qingyi also showed appropriate surprise: "You don't know Baiyujing? That can't be right, Taoist, where did you come from?"

Ever since that madman from Baiyujing dug a piece of the sky and built himself a tomb, this world could never have given birth to a master like you.

Zhou Zhen took a sip of wine; it was news he didn't know.

He could tell from the moment he arrived that the person inside Zhao Qingyi was the Heavenly Demoness who had been struck down by his Nine Heavens Divine Lightning, which had even destroyed her hometown.

He just hadn't expected that he would integrate with Zhao Qingyi so well. If it weren't for his ability to see through everything with his divine eye, he really wouldn't have been able to discover it.

"But I am that kind of expert, aren't I?"

Zhao Qingyi frowned, seemingly pondering a possibility, or perhaps trying to convince herself.

After a long silence, he sighed softly.

Indeed, a version of you has appeared.

So this is something I can't understand.

But you're a Taoist priest, and this is a Buddhist place. Aren't you overstepping your bounds a bit?

If I had known of your existence, I would never have set foot in the Central Plains.

Zhou Zhenhuan shook his head: "Whether I am a Taoist priest or a Buddhist monk, you should not show up."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingyi's face revealed a mocking smile.

"Taoist, you are a highly accomplished person, how can you be like those foolish people?"

My existence is simply because this land is perfect for us to grow.

"You humans are filled with greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, and hatred—all five poisons. Even if I hadn't come, would they have been able to see through everything like you, remaining untainted by worldly defilements?"

Zhou couldn't deny that, so he nodded honestly.

"You're right about everything, but so what?"

"so what?"

Zhao Qingyi was clearly not keeping up with Zhou Zhen's pace.

"You just said it yourself, among your human race, I am just one person."

I have no intention of abandoning humanity.

Human nature certainly has many flaws; we cannot be like a cold, lifeless stone, nor can we be like the heavens high above us.

But is something like Bai Yujing, as you said, truly selfless?

Everyone has selfish desires, so why do some people not have inner demons while others do?

I've been thinking about this a lot lately.

Now I understand.

Whether we practice martial arts or seek the Tao, the power we seek is only one aspect.

More importantly, it's about finding the forces that bind the mind.

I am not here to discuss philosophy with you today; I am just here to inform you.

"I wasn't serious last time, but now that demonic Buddha relic is shattered, can you still withstand one of my attacks?"

Zhao Qingyi's expression changed, while Zhou Zhenhuan clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Have you noticed that you're becoming more and more like a person?"

Zhao Qingyi stared into his eyes and asked fiercely, "What exactly do you want?"

Zhou Zhen finished his drink, but his gaze fell on the area further west of Eagle Beak Cliff.

"I want you to come with me to see the Tomb of the Heavenly Man."

Don't worry, I won't kill you casually.

"It's just that your people are always out there doing all sorts of things; having you around makes me feel safer."

In Zhao Qingyi's opinion, the only thing that the person in front of her did not lack was this.

"Taoist priest, do you take me for a three-year-old child?"

You know that even if you kill me, I will be reborn elsewhere. I am different from those inferior puppets.

As long as demonic thoughts exist in the world, I am immortal.

So you want to trap me.

That Heavenly Tomb was undoubtedly a very good prison.

The power of heaven and earth can naturally obliterate me, even if it is just a fragment of heaven.

It's a pity you miscalculated!

Zhao Qingyi slammed her hand on the table, shattering a wine glass, and without a second thought, she slit her own throat.

Blood spurted out, and Zhao Qingyi wore a sarcastic smile.

Zhou Zhenhuan sighed, "This is really a bit of a spoilsport."

You're really starting to look more like a human being.

I thought you had already realized how terrifying human nature can be, but it seems I was wrong.

Even a celestial demon, if it stays in a human body for too long, will be assimilated.

But you're wrong about one thing. Killing you isn't actually a difficult thing for me.

Zhou Zhenhuan slammed his fist on the table, and Zhao Qingyi was astonished to discover that its true form, the Heavenly Demon, was sealed inside this body and could not escape.

In its view, all those present harbored a dark aura within them, which to it was like a guiding light.

It can use these lights to travel freely, and as long as it is hidden in anyone's heart, even this stinky Taoist priest may not be able to find it.

After all, it's impossible for this Taoist priest to kill everyone.

But to its horror, it discovered that time and space had been severed.

In other words, it was indirectly trapped in a small, independent world with a sound system of natural laws.

"This...how is this possible...This is the power of Heaven's Dao! Who are you?!"

Zhou Zhenhuan toyed with the wine glass in his hand, smiling gently.

"You said it yourself, I'm just a stinky Taoist priest."

Is it so strange that a stinky Taoist priest cultivates the Heavenly Way?

It just so happens that I've cultivated a bit too much.

Since we're so destined to meet, perhaps we shouldn't part ways.

Chapter 103 The Jade Capital in the Heavens, the Four Celestial Palaces

Yu Xiuxiu was now filled with despair. Zhao Qingyi was her biggest trump card in the fight against Tianwaitian.

There was also the array that had been set up in advance.

It can enhance their strength while weakening the opponent's strength.

But now, she watched helplessly as her biggest trump card slit its throat in front of that Taoist priest.

Zhao Qingyi actually committed suicide!

Yu Xiuxiu didn't hear what the two were talking about. Now, her opinion of Zhou Zhenhuan was no different from that of facing a monstrous flood.

This person is incredibly terrifying.

It's ten or a hundred times more terrifying than the rumors suggest.

"Sect Leader, what do we do now?"

Yu Xiuxiu gritted her teeth: "Retreat! Listen up, people of Tianwaitian! If you have the guts, then storm into Feitian Pavilion. We will fight to the death!"

"The grudge we have today will be avenged to the death by my Flying Sky Pavilion!"

Wuxin simply smiled and waved his hand: "Then you'd better hurry up. I'm in a good mood today and have no intention of killing anyone."

Yu Xiuxiu glanced at Zhao Qingyi lying on the ground, then angrily flung her hand away: "Let's go!"

She knew very well that with that Taoist priest around, it would be incredibly easy for Tianwaitian to destroy them.

The Purple-Clad Marquis was deeply shocked. He knew Zhou Zhen was very strong, but at the same time, he did not like Zhou Zhen.

But seeing Zhao Qingyi's decisive suicide still deeply shocked him.

That was a master of the Free and Unfettered Heaven Realm, yet he didn't even have the courage to fight back, and died just like that.

The white-haired immortal, however, remained unfazed, seemingly taking everything for granted.

As for Zhou Zhenhuan, he was holding a dark, almost black object in his palm that looked like a sea urchin.

The sea urchin was surrounded by countless Taoist inscriptions and talismans, forming chains that sealed off the space around it.

The true form of this demon is rather ugly.

Moreover, it's unclear what the demon did; he just used the Enlightenment Technique but didn't glean any useful information.

Wuxin walked into the pavilion, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, waved his hand, and immediately someone rushed in and carried the body out.

"Thank you for your help today, senior."

Zhou Zhen flipped his hand, and the demon's true form disappeared. He laughed and said, "Little monk, don't slander me. Today I'm just here to enjoy the scenery, drink wine, and listen to music. When did you see me make a move?"

Wu Xin paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"That's absolutely right, that's absolutely right. Senior naturally didn't make a move."

The sheer prestige of his seniors alone is enough to terrify anyone.

Zhou Zhen shook his head, but didn't respond to that. Instead, he said, "Go find me a rabbit."

Wuxin paused for a moment, then asked, "Senior, would you like to eat rabbit? Braised or grilled?"

What have I done to give you this misconception?

Do I really like eating this?

"It needs to be alive, preferably lively and energetic, I need it."

"Oh, that makes things easier."

Is the senior leaving?

Zhou Zhen yawned, stretched, stood up, walked outside the pavilion, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the vast expanse of snow.

"Well, if we hurry, we might be able to attend my junior brother's wedding."

"What exactly is the senior looking for?"

"Originally, I was looking for a demon, but now I have found one."

Now I'm looking for a grave.

Wu Xin frowned, but ultimately didn't ask any further questions, even though he knew that if he asked, his senior would most likely be willing to explain.

However, he needs to find a balance.

"What do you need Wuxin to do?"

Zhou Huanzhen turned around with a smile: "You should just focus on being your sect leader. You can't help me with what I need to do."

"Alright, it's cold here, let's go back."

As the sun set and the moon rose, night fell, and a snow-white rabbit appeared beside Zhou Zhenhuan.

Another local specialty is the snow rabbit.

But the rabbit's eyes were black, as black as ink, and one glance at them made you feel as if your soul was being sucked in.

Zhou and the little rabbit stared at each other for a long time before the little rabbit finally spoke.

"You want to know about the extraterrestrial beings and the Jade Capital."

How about we make a deal?