I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

The man he called Old Man Yu said, "Without the Immortal Mountain, it will be difficult for Yaoguang to become a spirit cultivator, and it is time to remove him from the Immortal Sect."

Hearing this, Elder Qiu shook his head and said, "The battle between immortals and demons is about to begin. Why should Yaoguang cherish what he has and occupy the treasure mountain without letting others get involved... As an immortal sect, how can we shrink into a corner and live a miserable life? All things in the world are occupied by those who are capable. Yaoguang does not have the ability to own the immortal mountain, so it is his own fault to be expelled. Dedicating myself to eliminating demons and defending the way is my righteous style."

After a long time, he finally heard a hoarse voice: "Three percent."

Elder Qiu laughed and nodded: "Yes!"

Chapter 148: Going up the mountain in disguise

Deep in Youquan Island, the area surrounding the Demon Cult's forbidden area has been shrouded in layers of fog since who knows when. Even the demon cultivators on guard have been dispersed several miles away, and no one can detect what is happening in Youquan.

Ripples suddenly appeared in the crystal clear spring water, and a transparent human face emerged between the waves.

The facial features were quickly drawn on the smooth and empty face, and soon a beautiful face was outlined. Although there was no color, the beautiful lines still showed the beauty of this face.

She slowly opened her eyes and lazily stood up from the spring water. Her waist was as soft as a snake, and the waves formed two plump outlines in front of her. Excess water droplets flowed down along the rounded arc. Her crystal clear long hair fell like a waterfall behind her, with slender and slightly curved hair ends, hanging down on her beautiful back with clear lines.

"..." The woman's eyes initially looked as confused as a baby's, until a drop of pitch-black water merged into her body, and her transparent jade body was quickly dyed with color.

Her green eyes regained their former charm.

"Did I... die once?"

Who could have imagined that the true form of Jidu's guardian Shan Zhenzhen was actually this invisible spring of death that killed people.

The Heavenly Dao Body and the Great Dao Forbidden Zone are inherently as close as sisters, and she has already become one of them.

Dan Zhenzhen who walks outside on weekdays, including the body that is currently forming, is just a pool of spring water.

As long as the secluded spring is not destroyed, the true nature will never perish.

The naked woman stood up from the pool, and the spring water trickled down her fair skin. Every drop of it was soul-stirring, but when it met this seemingly delicate and frail woman, it was like aqua regia meeting white jade and could not erode it at all.

The billowing fairy energy fell from her jade shoulders like a white veil, turning into a deep red dress, the color of which was luxurious and enchanting.

The woman walked barefoot to the bank of the pool, leaving a trail of wet footprints. Not long after she walked, her figure suddenly turned into mist and disappeared on the shore.

In a cave less than a mile away from Youquan, Shan Zhenzhen's figure emerged from the darkness.

She waved her hand to light the oil lamp, and the dim light illuminated the table next to her.

Shan Zhenzhen leaned over and picked up a jade slip from the table.

She stared at the green jade slip and took a deep breath.

"I have done what you said. With this precedent, no matter what the Tianji Sect does next, we can attribute it to the Demon Sect's frame-up. You can carry out whatever plan you have without worry."

She paused, and her tone suddenly became weak, as if she was begging, "The three things we agreed on have been done. According to the agreement we made in the past, today...should my sister's true spirit be returned to me?"

A long time passed after he finished speaking, and the jade slip in his hand remained as white as before, without any movement.

The flame flickered in the lampshade. The powerful witch, who was always able to plan and strategize, was now biting her lipstick anxiously.

Why hasn't that person responded yet?

Faced with the blank jade slip, she was at a loss as to what to do, and felt as nervous as a child who had committed a crime and was awaiting punishment from her parents.

After a while, a line of ink finally slowly appeared on the jade slip.

"Within three months, there is one more thing you need to do. When you complete it, I will return your sister's true spirit to you."

"It's like this again..."

Shan Zhenzhen's emerald eyes were filled with disappointment, and then deep hatred and sadness welled up in them. She lowered her head and stared at the jade slip, her hands gradually clenched, as if she wanted to crush it, but in the end she helplessly let go again.

"What do you want me to do? I'll think about it first."

This time the words on the jade slip appeared quickly: "You don't need to know now."

"you……!"

Shan Zhenzhen was full of resentment, but more importantly, she felt powerless.

In fact, she had long understood that the other party would never fulfill his promise today, but she still held out hope, hoping that the other party still had a trace of humanity in his heart.

But reality once again shattered her fantasy.

"You..." Shan Zhenzhen's voice was choked for some reason. She slumped on the table, with the flickering lights just a few inches away. "You only know that she is my sister, but do you remember... that she is also your daughter?"

When her tears fell to her chin, a few traces of ink floated out on the jade slip, and a line of words was written: "The great catastrophe is coming, and the immortals and demons are all in the catastrophe. What I am doing today is to seek a glimmer of hope for Jiuzhou."

If this conversation were known to others, it would definitely cause great disturbances among both immortals and demons.

Shan Zhenzhen's father, Shan Linchen, the previous leader of Tianji Sect who should have been buried with the entire Shan family, is still alive.

It is often said that the world is ruthless, but why can people become so heartless?

Shan Zhenzhen didn't understand what kind of shocking secrets were hidden under the abyss that could make her once kind and wise father lose his soul and mutter one sentence all day long:

There are immortals above immortals, and it is difficult to destroy them...

Shan Zhenzhen didn't know what this sentence meant, just as she had never expected that her father would suddenly kill the entire Shan family including her mother, and use her two daughters as pawns just for the so-called glimmer of hope.

The only thing she knew was that even if Jiuzhou would suffer an irreversible disaster one day in the future, she would never sacrifice her loved ones in exchange for Jiuzhou's safety.

"Shan Linchen... If Chan'er's true spirit is damaged in the slightest, I will sacrifice my life and make sure that your Tianji will no longer exist in this world!"

She said this angrily and waited for a long time under the dim light, but no new words appeared on the jade slip.

……

The town at the foot of Yaoguang Mountain welcomed four special guests.

The four people in the group all hid their faces with Dark Moon Masks, and dressed up as four young boys and girls who were going to Yaoguang to become his apprentice. Each of them looked dusty and it would be difficult to find them if they hid in the crowd.

Of course, the Yaoguang Immortal Cultivator couldn't know that Yi Niaoniao had turned into a sword spirit, but they had to enter Yaoguang Mountain. According to Yi Niaoniao, she and Yu'er had a telepathic connection, and as long as they infiltrated the territory of the Yaoguang Sect's outer sect, Yu'er would send someone to pick them up at Yaoguang Mountain.

Yan Mobai knew clearly that the telepathic connection she mentioned was merely a connection between him and the puppet. After all, it was an incomplete immortal puppet. If it was several miles away, the master's orders could not be transmitted to the puppet.

But he didn't say it.

If it were any other sect, with the presence of two spiritual cultivators, Qian Qiuxue and An Xiaoyu, it would be easy to sneak into the outer sect.

But the foundation of the Yaoguang Sect is the way of space, so how could they not be on guard against this... The little knife spirit patted her chest and guaranteed that except for immortals, no one could sneak into the territory of the Yaoguang Sect quietly, because the formation was reinforced by her personally.

Facing this cute little creature that was curled up in the leader's lapel with only its little head sticking out, looking complacent, Qian Qiuxue did not show any unnecessary expression.

She glanced at the jade box containing the immortal bamboo shoots in her sleeve again and sighed softly, "There is no time to lose. Let's go up the mountain quickly."

This bamboo shoot has a very noble origin. If An Xiaoyu knew that she had stolen it, it would be like adding shackles to herself that would control her. Now the little girl and the little thing are inseparable, so she has no choice but to wait until she enters the mountains to make plans.

The four of them pretended to walk around the town a few times, had dinner like ordinary people, deceived the spies that Yaoguang had deployed in the town, and came to the foot of Qixia Mountain, the outermost of the Yaoguang Mountains.

Although Qixia Mountain is called a peak, it is actually a mountain range surrounding the inner mountains of the Yaoguang Sect. Whether in the morning or in the evening, from a distance one can see the sky full of rosy clouds resting on the top of the mountain, hence the name.

It covers a larger area than the inner peaks. There are countless immortal caves in the entire mountain range, and tens of thousands of outer disciples of the Yaoguang Sect meditate and practice here.

Ordinary people who want to become disciples of the Yaoguang Sect need to climb the Heavenly Road on Mount Qixia and scale a thousand-meter-high cliff on foot, regardless of life or death.

But if Yan Mobai and his group want to become disciples, it doesn't have to be that troublesome.

"Are you Qiu Zheng?"

A middle-aged man in a white Taoist robe looked Yan Mobai up and down, and then turned his gaze to the three ordinary-looking girls behind him.

The man's gaze lingered on everyone's face for a while, and gradually confusion appeared in his eyes.

The appearances of these four people were exactly the same as those in the recommendation letter, but for some reason, he always felt that there were some differences between them.

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Chapter 149: The Difficult Path to Immortality

The middle-aged man looked at them for a long time, then took out a jade talisman and checked again and again, but he could not detect any spiritual fluctuations from these four people. They were undoubtedly the mortals mentioned in the letter.

In the past, when he took his disciples up the mountain, he could more or less see the fear and uneasiness in the eyes of those ordinary people when facing immortals. However, these four boys and girls were just as usual. They did not seem to be seeking the immortality or asking for the way. Instead, they looked like they were visiting the Yaoguang Sect.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself. He had practiced Taoism for decades but had never entered the stage of building Yuan. His determination had been gradually worn out. He was cautious and fawning. Now, not only could he not suppress a few ordinary teenagers, but he was also frightened by them as if he were facing a great enemy.

To become like this after practicing Taoism is really unbearable.

Seeing that the leading young man was carrying a bundle of cloth strips that looked like weapons, the middle-aged Taoist said, "Since you have entered the immortal gate, you will have immortal magic weapons to give you. Why do you have to carry this broken copper and iron up the mountain? You have to climb thousands of steps to go up the mountain. If you don't want to suffer, you'd better find a place to throw it away as soon as possible!"

In the past, when the immortal who led the way gave an order, these mortals seeking immortality would immediately do as they were told, for fear of angering the immortal.

But the four people in front of him only glanced at the boy's collar and remained indifferent.

Especially the girl who was leaning against Qiu Zheng, who kept pressing the boy's collar with her hands and looked at him with a strange look.

The leading young man took her hand away, lightly pressed his collar, and smiled after tidying himself up: "It is good to have an immortal weapon, but this knife is a treasure in my family. Even if it is useless, I can play with it on weekdays. There is no need for the immortal master to worry about it."

The middle-aged Taoist had never seen such a stubborn mortal. He was just looking for an excuse to establish his authority. If the other party had obeyed him, he would have considered it as a way out. But now it made him even more embarrassed and he could not help but lose face.

"Since you are going up the mountain, you should follow the rules of the mountain." He stretched out his hand to take the weapon wrapped in cloth. "It's just an ordinary sword. Why are you hiding it? Bring it to me."

The young man took a step back, just avoiding his grasp, and clasped his fists humbly, his tone remaining calm, "Swords and weapons are like a wife to a warrior, it is inconvenient to hand them over to others, I hope Master will forgive me."

Good skill!

The middle-aged Taoist was extremely surprised.

No matter what, he had been concentrating his meridians for many years and his physical fitness was far superior to that of ordinary people, but he failed on a mortal. He couldn't help but look up to the young man named Qiu Zheng.

In the Yaoguang Sect, to get promoted, it is more important to be smarter and more perceptive than to be strong. Those fools who claim to be immortal masters and bully the younger generation are ultimately clowns in the storybooks to highlight the ability of the protagonist. The younger generation just embarked on the immortal path later than them, and who knows if they will go further than them in the future. If he was so easy to cause trouble, the outer sect steward would not let him stay in his current position.

After spending decades in this sect in a muddle, even the sharpest edges have been smoothed down. He already had no hope of becoming an immortal, and if he ruined his future just for the sake of saving face, he would have lived in vain for these decades.

He stared at Qiu Zheng for a long time and suddenly laughed.

"Since you insist on doing this, I won't stop you. I hope you won't complain about the high mountains and long roads, and the heavy sword being hard to carry when we get to the top of the mountain later!"

As the middle-aged Taoist said, the road to Qixia Mountain has more than 10,000 jade steps, each one foot high and one foot wide, only enough for one person to walk forward, with deep cliffs on both sides. If you stop to rest on the road, you will be driven down the mountain by an inexplicable force, and you will go backward instead of forward.

The Taoist led the four young boys and girls walking on the jade steps. After walking for about half an hour, the two sides of the jade steps gradually became two cliffs. If a mortal fell down, he would definitely die.

In the sky outside the jade steps, one can often see teams of people similar to them riding on spiritual weapons and flying up the mountain on the clouds. In just a dozen breaths, they can fly over tens of thousands of steps into the clouds.

The young man suddenly asked, "Is that someone who is here to become a disciple like us?"

The Taoist kept walking and said, "Of course."

"Why can they climb the mountain with their spiritual tools, while we have to walk on the mountain road with thousands of steps?"

The middle-aged Taoist often took people up the mountain, and there were many who were curious about this. He was used to these questions and replied, "Anyone who enters the mountain gate must climb the mountain from here. This is the ancestral teaching of our Yaoguang and cannot be violated. But if you are willing to pay some spirit stones to please the uncle masters in the sect, they can lend you some strength to take you up the mountain."

The young man said softly, "So this is where Yaoguang was wrong."

The middle-aged Taoist was puzzled by what he heard. He just thought that the man was resentful of seeing others flying up the mountain. He thought that this man looked neither humble nor arrogant. After all, he was still a young man. He could not tolerate any injustice. He shook his head and said, "The climbers have entered the immortal gate, the uncles have obtained spiritual stones, and there are fewer obstacles on your way. Everyone is happy. What's wrong with that?"

The young man said, "I think Master Yaoguang built these ten thousand jade steps on Mount Qixia to test and teach people who go up the mountain. Later generations were so undisciplined that they took people up the mountain just for a few spiritual stones, which violated the original intention."

The Taoist sighed, "I see that you have great ambition and will achieve something in the future, but after all, you are still inexperienced and lack some experience. The original intention of the so-called mountain road is to ensure that those who go up the mountain are strong and healthy. Most of those who can afford to pay the spirit stones have a fairy background and have taken spirit herbs and elixirs since childhood. Their leg strength is much stronger than yours. They have no worries when they enter the mountain. This move is just for convenience. Everyone has their own destiny. Why do you add trouble to yourself?"

The young man smiled and said, "What I said about Patriarch Yaoguang's original intention was not to test the mental toughness and physical fitness of the people climbing the mountain. With the style of the immortal sect, this mountain road should be wide and open, majestic, and not narrow enough for only one person to pass. In this way, if the predecessors are tired and rest, and are driven down the mountain by the immortal power, it will surely endanger the successors who climb the mountain. If the successors want to climb the mountain smoothly, they need to push the predecessors into the abyss. The predecessors are driven away by the immortal power. If they don't want to fall off the mountain road, they can only find ways to get rid of the successors for their own safety."

The middle-aged Taoist frowned and was about to speak when he heard the young man continue, "The Yaoguang Patriarch paved this road just to let climbers experience the cruelty of the immortal path. There are dangers ahead and no way to retreat. They have to fight for their lives all the time. Now the mountain road, which should have been rugged and cruel, is open and unobstructed. Those who climb the mountain have missed some experience and think that the immortal path is so easy. No wonder people often say that Yaoguang Immortal has no ambition in cultivating his mind. He can only curry favor with the powerful and swallow his anger. He also exploits the younger generation and abuses his power for personal gain... It turns out that he missed a lesson when he first entered the sect."

The Taoist was surprised when he first heard this passage, thinking it made sense, yet it went against everything he knew. He was even more shocked when he heard the second half.

This person actually dared to disparage the Yaoguang immortal cultivators on Yaoguang sect's territory, as if he did not take this great immortal sect seriously, and his tone was frighteningly arrogant.

Even though he has done nothing and just lives a muddled life in the Yaoguang Sect, the Taoist is still proud of being a disciple of the great Yaoguang Sect. Whenever the sect becomes famous, he shares in the honor. So how can he hear someone insulting and slandering the sect now?

"What a big tone! You said these things to me, aren't you afraid that I will throw you off the mountain?"

The young man behind said, "I am not saying this to you. It's just that someone was bullied and exploited by Yaoguang immortals when he was young, and was flattered by the same people when he was strong. I think if she can replace all the people guarding this mountain road, the Yaoguang Sect will definitely be a completely different place a hundred years later."

The middle-aged Taoist turned around and was about to scold the arrogant man, but when he saw the scene behind him, his eyes suddenly froze.

He pointed at the four people behind him with shaking fingers and said in disbelief, "You... who are you?"

The young man and girl who had been inconspicuous just now had changed their appearance. The girl behind Qiu Zheng had purple eyes as bright as gemstones, and she held his clothes with obedient admiration. The girl in the middle was young and childish, with black and white braids down to her waist. The girl at the end had silver hair and red eyes, and was as cold as a fairy. They were all like flawless jade, and their beauty was the only one he had ever seen in his life. The young man named Qiu Zheng had white hair as white as snow, black eyes as deep as the abyss, and a hint of devilishness, but his eyebrows were peaceful and modest, and people did not feel the slightest sense of oppression.

At the opening of his clothes, a cute and petite black-haired little girl poked her head out. She seemed to be very angry. The little girl's white and tender cheeks were almost puffed up like buns, and her big amber eyes glared angrily at the middle-aged Taoist.

Author's words: There is one more chapter to be published after midnight