Chapter 587: Les Misérables" "The Tragic Immortal Path

The crowd was genuinely unhurried; inside the Tongtian Tower, everyone had already consumed the Taiwei Purple Immortal Fruit.

Everything was proceeding according to plan. Such a grand outing had long been meticulously prepared with psychological readiness and a comprehensive plan.

Chen Xun smiled and nodded, leading everyone into the manor. Inside was a vast expanse of grassland, and both Chen Xun and Black Bull were quite familiar with this grass—it was the Clear Dust Grass from Trash Island!

His expression changed slightly, but it was fleeting. The scenery here was pleasant, with the grassland adorned with various exotic flowers and plants, colorful and radiating brilliant light.

In the center of the grassland stood an exquisite building, with flying eaves and flowing tiles, carved beams and painted rafters, exuding a strong classical atmosphere.

Beside it flowed a clear, bottomless stream, with water descending from distant mountains and slowly flowing outside the Spirit Realm Manor. Some small birds flew overhead.

Beyond the vast grassland lay expansive mountains, each emitting a powerful aura, the cave abodes of these Immortal Prison beings.

Surrounding them were towering ancient trees, with dense canopies and swaying branches, serene and peaceful.

Black Bull let out a soft moo and lay directly on the grass, its eyes showing fatigue. It inadvertently let out a fart, with black smoke slowly rising from behind.

"Yes, my lord!"

They nodded and cupped their hands in respect. As they left, only Yao Yue remained lazily standing in place, dressed in that captivating red attire.

Chen Xun, with one hand behind his back, looked at Yao Yue. "What's the matter? Are you planning to take advantage of the situation?"

"How dare I," Yao Yue replied with a charming smile, gently swaying her dress. Her lazy gaze suddenly turned sharp. "My lord, I am no longer your opponent. I just feel that living has lost its meaning."

Her face bore a cold smile. After leaving the Immortal Prison, the grand world no longer allowed the wanton killing of cultivators, and killing the weak was meaningless.

Even the last thought of killing Crossing the World had been completely severed after entering the Tongtian Tower.

Living until now, she just wanted to spend some final moments with Crossing the World before dispersing into the heavens and earth.

Chen Xun frowned slightly, speaking coldly, "Is that all your ambition?"

"Indeed."

"Then why kill the Yuehuang Clan's prodigy, betray your clan, and what meaning is there in those who protected you?"

"Crossing the World, what do you understand?!"

"Then at least let me understand."

Chen Xun turned his head, sneering, "You ate my good fruit for nothing. Even Immortal Absolute knows to repay debts. Do you think you can just end it all? If you wanted to die, why not do it sooner?!"

Yao Yue's red lips parted slightly, her face showing anger, yet she was unable to retort. She was a head shorter than Chen Xun, her aura completely crushed, and comparing cultivation was self-humiliating. She was utterly helpless against this man!

She shifted from her seductive demeanor to a cold one. "I was once the Sacred Body of Water and Moon, do you understand?"

Black Bull slightly raised its head, watching the two whose atmosphere seemed off. Why were they arguing?

Its eyes narrowed slightly, watching quietly, not daring to participate in any argument.

Back then, it and Chen Xun had fought a peak battle with the women and children in the small village, but they were utterly defeated, suffering unprecedented humiliation.

Since then, they never argued with anyone again. Whatever you say, you're right.

Not far away.

Chen Xun's heart trembled upon hearing this; he had indeed heard of this special constitution.

The Sacred Body of Water and Moon, wasn't this the natural companion of a Dao partner... If one dual-cultivated with a Dao partner, it was said to enhance the power of the Great Dao.

With such a constitution, shouldn't the family elders protect her more, find her a good partner? Why did she betray the clan... and why did she look so sickly?

Chen Xun's eyes showed some confusion, truly not understanding. "Yao Yue, understand what? Did you have a Dao partner, and then were targeted by sect or family members?"

"Crossing the World!"

Yao Yue gritted her teeth, clenching her fists, her hair flying backward, and the moon-shaped runes flickering intensely. "Do you really want me, a female cultivator, to say such things?!"

Chen Xun's frown deepened. He had never encountered matters of Dao partners, a vast blind spot in his knowledge, and he didn't pretend not to understand.

"I am no longer a pure female cultivator. I can't deal with those hypocritical old thieves."

Yao Yue's aura relaxed, her face becoming extremely calm, as calm as deathly silence. She spoke indifferently, "Besides killing, what meaning is there in cultivating immortality? Might as well send me back to the Immortal Prison, to die there would be fine."

Her family background had been excellent since childhood, possessing the Sacred Spirit Root and the Sacred Body of Water and Moon. Her family elders cared for her deeply, and she yearned for the grand world of cultivating immortality outside.

Even after breaking through to the Golden Elixir phase, the legendary Third Uncle personally took her from the family to cultivate in the Wild Heaven Region.

Her family was naturally overjoyed, and she herself felt the same.

The Wild Heaven Region was a grand domain of the Great World of Taiyi, where countless transcendent forces contended.

She also wanted to meet those peerless prodigies. Entering the world for the first time, she was full of anticipation. No one could escape such feelings. If it were Chen Xun and Black Bull, they would probably be even more excited.

But later, things completely changed. This Sacred Body, though also called the Dao Companion Body, had another name—the Furnace Body...

Her path to immortality turned completely dark, being wantonly toyed with by family elders. She couldn't even commit suicide; they were great cultivators with ten thousand ways to suppress a junior like her.

Yao Yue's personality changed drastically, fearing contact with peers, fearing others' gazes, her mindset gradually becoming twisted. The pure and beautiful prodigy of the heavens disappeared.

She endured humiliation, and that old thief even wanted to bestow her to his son, even discussing it with family members. They didn't know what had happened, naturally agreeing, as it seemed a perfect match.

That night, she killed that old thief's son, the prodigy of the Yuehuang Clan, and openly betrayed the clan and fled.

But that old thief even protected her, killing her heart, sending her to the Immortal Prison, a great irony.

She even knew that old thief had many Earth-rank Image Stones, not fearing her seeking him after leaving the Immortal Prison, having completely grasped her character and mindset.

Moreover, this involved many great forces behind the scenes, leaving her with no support.

No one would care about the details; they only cared about the outcome. You killed your clan's prodigy, betrayed your sect, and defected from the Yuehuang Clan!

Yao Yue's world of cultivating immortality had never been colorful, only filled with bloodshed. She wanted to be someone else, even if it meant wearing someone else's robes, as it would be much cleaner than herself...

But she never shared these experiences with Chen Xun. She didn't need anyone's sympathy, nor did she need to tell the world the humiliation and harm she had suffered. Death was the simplest way to end it.

Let it be as if Yao Yue never existed in this grand world, always just a vicious, murderous madwoman, which was at least more glorious than her experiences.

The gentle breeze blew in all directions, a man and a woman stood silently in place, the atmosphere suddenly stagnant.

Chen Xun's gaze gradually deepened, as if he began to understand.

But some words seemed stuck in his throat, unable to be spoken for a long time. He had never encountered such matters, nor did he know how to comfort a woman.