This world is actually far more vast than most people imagine.
What has always been narrow is only the Nine Heavens Beyond the Sky.
Any powerful cultivator who has traveled far and wide knows a truth deep in their hearts—the Mortal Realm is so vast that it even surpasses thousands of Nine Heavens Beyond the Sky.
In the years following Chen Juenian’s death, Mu Chunxiang did not order all the Linlang Pavilions in the Nine Heavens Beyond the Sky to stop searching for Juenian Mountain; instead, she had them intensify the search.
But there was still no response, so Juenian Mountain could only be somewhere in the Mortal Realm at this time.
She first returned to the mountain range in her memory.
Gazing at that empty, barren land, some of the hope that had been kindled in Mu Chunxiang’s heart faded.
One day, two days.
She flew all over the border between the Mortal Realm and the Nine Heavens Beyond the Sky but couldn’t find it.
Then came five days, ten days, thirty days.
Even the body of a Great Emperor could not endure an entire month without rest, but Mu Chunxiang could not stop.
She simply took pills to replenish Spiritual Energy and continued searching for Juenian Mountain.
Strangely, Mu Chunxiang encountered a Demon Beast in a forest in the Mortal Realm.
This place doesn’t border the Nine Heavens Beyond the Sky.
Why would there be a Demon Beast here?
A Demon Beast at the Qi Refining Stage could already render a hundred miles uninhabited in the Mortal Realm, yet this forest actually contained a Demon Beast at the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Beasts in the Mortal Realm do not have the talent to become demons.
As such, the Demon Beasts in this forest could only have been brought from the Nine Heavens Beyond the Sky by someone.
For ordinary people, encountering a Demon Beast means death.
If one wants to hide certain secrets without being accidentally discovered by mortals, this method is indeed feasible.
Without hesitation, Mu Chunxiang flew over this eerie, boundless forest and finally landed at the base of a mountain.
At the foot of the mountain stood a stone tablet, on which was written—
‘Juenian Mountain’.
Her fingertips brushed over the cold surface of the tablet.
It felt as if all the strength in Mu Chunxiang’s body had been drained in an instant.
‘I don’t understand. Why, when I have found Master, do I feel so sad in my heart?’
“Master, your disciple has come home.”
This time, Mu Chunxiang did not fly directly to the mountaintop as she had the last time she ascended the mountain.
She chose to walk up from the base, just as her mother had carried her up the mountain back then.
“…”
After reaching the mountaintop, Mu Chunxiang walked past the Immortal Pool that had once cleansed her body, and behind the Bamboo Forest that shaded the pool, she found a grave marker.
Her Master could not have had only her as a disciple—this Mu Chunxiang understood.
The proof was that the book under the bed had gained two more chapters.
After the chapter she had continued, two other people had left their imagined stories on it.
One called herself Wang, the other called herself Hong.
No matter which of them had personally buried Master, Mu Chunxiang would not forgive her.
Because Chen Juenian’s grave had been dug up.
Walking before the grave marker, the emotions that had calmed a little due to ‘coming home’ could no longer be suppressed.
She had returned to her roots only to be buried together with Master, but now…
Extreme agitation struck her heart.
Although Mu Chunxiang knew she must not have such intense emotions at this moment, she simply could not stop thinking about it.
She had finally made it home just as she was about to die, but the Master she cared so much about had had his body stolen, whereabouts unknown.
A fierce cold burst from Mu Chunxiang’s surroundings, and heavy snow began to fall over the entire Juenian Mountain and even the entire surrounding forest.
Trembling, she pressed her hand on her Dantian.
Mu Chunxiang suddenly realized that the malevolent cold she had allowed to run unchecked seemed to have reached a point beyond prevention.
—
Faced with her suddenly arrived elder sister, Mu Qiuying sensed something amiss.
Although her elder sister had an Ice Spirit Root, she never used this innate power of hers.
So Mu Qiuying had never seen Mu Chunxiang covered in cold aura, and now she did.
“Qiuying, that Immortal who once helped us… he couldn’t even find peace after death…”
“Sister, why do you say that?”
Wasn’t he quite at peace?
At least that was the case when Mu Chunxiang last visited Chen Juenian.
Mu Chunxiang was currently trying her best to suppress the uncontrollable cold emanating from her Dantian’s Spiritual Root, but no matter what she did, she could not stop it from flowing through her body.
Seeming to notice her sister’s abnormality, Mu Qiuying quickly stepped forward to support her.
Cold.
A cold that penetrated to the bone.
Mu Qiuying was stunned by the biting cold, and Mu Chunxiang hurriedly pushed her sister away.
“His grave was desecrated, his body stolen—Qiuying, as you can see, my time is short.”
Mu Chunxiang could not stop the cold she had let run wild.
She wanted to live, to keep living until the moment she brought Master home, then hold his body and return to heaven and earth with him.
The result was the same as always—she had once again personally destroyed everything.
“Qiuying, in this life, your sister has never asked you for anything. Now, all I ask is that you find and kill the evildoer, bring back the Immortal’s body… and finally bury him together with me.”
“Tell me, sister, what exactly happened?”
“It’s all my fault.”
After hearing Mu Chunxiang’s words, Mu Qiuying, who was already a bit confused, became even more confused.
She had originally thought her sister was very smart.
What does it mean to ‘want to die, then suddenly not want to die, but finally realize you have to die’?
“Sister…”
With things having come to this, Mu Qiuying realized one thing.
Because of her sister’s stupidity, she seemed to have to do something.
“I have a way to save you, sister—”
“No, Qiuying, you can’t. Only he can. Only that Immortal you know can.”
“Actually—”
“Qiuying, for heaven’s sake, don’t tell our parents… that I’m dead.”
After leaving her spirit tablet, Mu Chunxiang soared into the sky before the Main Hall and flew toward the Mortal Realm at great speed.
She believed that her little sister would definitely be able to bring Chen Juenian back to her side.
Below, Mu Qiuying, watching her conceal her form and fly away, clenched her fists.
She couldn’t catch up.
‘So what exactly is my sister in such a hurry about?’
Actually, Mu Qiuying could have let her sister die, and then continue to monopolize Chen Juenian.
But she couldn’t do it.
Even if she had once been so jealous of her sister, she couldn’t bring herself to do such a thing.
‘If she really did that, how would she be any different from those demonic cultivators?’
Pouring Spiritual Energy into the spirit tablet, Mu Qiuying could see through it that her sister was crossing the Nine Heavens Beyond the Sky toward the Mortal Realm at an unimaginable speed.
At the same time, with her own eyes she could see that her sister’s life was nearing its end, because the spirit tablet was almost no longer glowing.
“…”
She had only just obtained the Immortal not long ago, and hadn’t even caught a glimpse of the seed of that beautiful longing in her heart and body.
But Mu Chunxiang, as if she knew all this, suddenly said she was going to die.
She was unwilling to pay for her sister’s stupidity.
So sharing Chen Juenian with her sister, or even yielding him willingly—she absolutely would not agree to such things.
This longing related to the Immortal could only be hers.