[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-watching-the-immortals-fall":3,"chapter-watching-the-immortals-fall-watching-the-immortals-fall-chapter-63":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Watching the Immortals Fall",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2259936,4410,"Chapter 63: Ten Days' Talk (Part One)","watching-the-immortals-fall-chapter-63",63,"\u003Cp>In the silent forest, Ji You sat still, recovering his spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This process lasted nearly an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he sensed an unusual aura slowly spreading, as if dissolving into heaven and earth—wild and chaotic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly opened his eyes, sitting motionless, as if his soul had not yet returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when his sense of smell, sight, taste, hearing, touch, and intuition gradually returned did his eyes regain their luster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pei Ruyi’s healing was complete; she had fallen into a deep sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Zhengxin and Ban Yangshu, finally at ease, had entered meditation, drawing spiritual energy into their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within the ruins, all was deathly silent except for Yuan Chen moving about, treating severely injured students of the Heavenly Book Academy, his face growing paler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother-in-law, you’re awake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is Sister Pei?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chen looked up: “She’s out of danger, but I may be busy until midnight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You relaxed his muscles: “You’ve worked hard. When they leave, I’ll split two-tenths of their healing fee with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciple receiving treatment looked up, thinking: What’s this? Do I have to pay? Can’t I just skip treatment…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chen’s lips twitched: “Forget it. You value money more than your life—I don’t believe you’ll give me two-tenths. How about you read me that book instead? I just read the best part.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You turned his head to the right side of the broken wall and saw the book Yuan Chen never let go of: *Flying Immortal*.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The story tells of a young lord from an immortal sect, born with extraordinary talent, drawing the gaze of countless others—his early life closely resembled that of Chu He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At ten, he entered the Upper Five Realms; his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, drawing awe wherever he went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any Dao-discussion gathering he attended—Immortal Tours, Sword-Asking Gatherings—ended with his victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You read slowly, and soon, countless disciples of immortal sects leaned in, listening in silence; even Wen Zhengxin and Ban Yangshu opened their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The book’s formula was absurdly simple: the protagonist won, won, won—but it perfectly satisfied every disciple’s fantasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A character of lofty origin, unmatched talent, cherished by his sect—who doesn’t dream of that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the crowd was swept up, Ji You’s voice cut off abruptly in the night: “Almost let you enjoy that. Trial listening over. Recommend subscribing to VIP.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pay up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother-in-law, you’re truly obsessed with money…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You chuckled inwardly: If it weren’t for the money, I’d have already finished my stronghold’s founding ceremony—who’d come to this hellhole?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After laughing, he read a few more lines, then shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This book’s circulation must have been approved by an immortal sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Qingyun’s world, where immortals and mortals are so clearly divided, novels about cultivation are nearly impossible to publish without permission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Seven Immortal Sects likely allowed this novel to spread to showcase the transcendence of immortals to the outside world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The story itself was fine, but what unsettled Ji You was the author’s tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The protagonist constantly referred to himself as “this immortal,” speaking as if he were divine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When encountering mortals, he described them as “mortals,” “ants,” even “human slaves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undoubtedly, this was a poisonous textbook with strong subjective bias.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It elevated immortals to godlike status while vilifying mortals, comparing them to cattle and beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know if this was a customary habit or an official writing standard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as these novels spread among immortal sect disciples, they subtly divided cultivators and mortals into two distinct races.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By vilifying mortals and placing cultivators above all, cultivators lost their sense of belonging to humanity, seeing themselves only as immortals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After one or two generations, the descendants of immortal families would no longer think of themselves as human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This explained why the people of Yuyang County addressed every cultivator, regardless of realm, as “Immortal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also explained why the Worship Immortal Manor could use humans to make pills without a shred of conscience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because this ideology had long severed the bond between mortals and cultivators; to the immortals on the mountains, mortals were no different from cattle and horses—no kinship, no empathy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You held the book *Flying Immortal* and decided to rewrite it. He spoke softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The immortal sect lord fought across the land, defeating every direct disciple of the immortal sects, winning the acclaim of the entire world, and finally reached the Lin Immortal Realm, standing atop the pinnacle of the Dao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When people spoke his name, they offered their highest praise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He then continued cultivating toward ascension, for a hundred years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Later, he began to wonder: Why do I cultivate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To become an immortal? To achieve eternal life?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He felt he was but a step away from ascension, yet suddenly lost his direction—especially when he looked back on his life, feeling only emptiness and boredom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He had spent nearly his entire life cultivating, day after day, seeing the same mountains, hearing the same praise—a hundred years of cultivation felt like only one day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He had no beloved woman, no close friend, no destination to seek…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the final line, the surrounding disciples froze, brows furrowing slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They felt as if a friend were begging him to stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chen turned his head, staring at Ji You in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had read this part before—he knew the immortal sect lord later succeeded in ascension, becoming a saint, with no such turning point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Ji You’s voice continued drifting through the night:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since he no longer knew where to go, the immortal sect lord decided to seek his origins. He searched, and discovered his ancestors had once lived in a remote small town, where his family had been blacksmiths who once stumbled upon a divine opportunity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So I too am of mortal blood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The immortal sect lord decided to descend the mountain, returning to the town where his ancestors lived, and there met a companion named Ji Bochang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This Brother Ji was elegant and free-spirited, with an immortal bearing, already at the highest realm—yet he served as a minor county official.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciples: “?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone seemed to have slipped in something personal—something suspicious, fleeting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You continued calmly: “The immortal sect lord asked him: Brother Ji, do you know why we cultivate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Ji asked him in return: What did others tell you? The immortal sect lord replied: My father said cultivation is to become an immortal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… after becoming an immortal, what then? What is an immortal? Everyone wants to become one—but who has ever seen the Immortal Realm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Ji smiled softly and pointed to the ground beneath them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The immortal sect lord, half-understanding, decided to stay and contemplate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone assumed he was a fallen noble’s son; they treated him kindly, even offered to introduce him to girls.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But his family didn’t understand him—they sent someone to fetch him back, warning him his goal was ascension. So he returned to the mountain and resumed cultivation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the disciples began scratching their heads, their expressions listless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, the story had lost its earlier excitement—it was dull, boring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, Ji You’s tone suddenly shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Until one quiet evening, dark clouds surged from the west.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The next instant, monstrous demonic tribes descended from the sky, burning, killing, looting—within a single day, the land became a wasteland of corpses stretching a thousand li.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ban Yangshu couldn’t help asking: “Brother Ji, what are demonic tribes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You thought: “A race stronger than humans, more murderous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s just the barbarians of the North Plain! Those ugly creatures constantly covet our lands!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t bring reality into artistic creation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji You turned his gaze away: “At that moment, the Seven Immortal Sects closed their gates and activated their protective arrays, each acting alone. The immortal sect lord, then in quiet cultivation, had ignored the world—but one day, he descended the mountain to face the demons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No one knew why. No one could understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But later, someone said he received a letter from Brother Ji that day: ‘Yangwa’s head was cut off. Grandma’s heart was ripped out. Xiuxiu was nailed to the wall.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The day he entered the town, Yangwa had guided him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandma lived next door; she said he was handsome and offered to introduce him to a good girl.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That girl was Xiuxiu—a farmer’s daughter, plain, rustic, with no immortal grace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He had seen countless immortal maidens—he naturally looked down on this peasant girl, and thought mortals and immortals were different, so he refused her repeatedly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiuxiu wasn’t upset. She only worried when she saw him squatting in the fields, lost in thoughts of cultivation, thinking he was starving—she secretly slipped him buns several times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the lord descended the mountain, Xiuxiu was already nailed to the city wall, like dry grass, swaying in the wind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Run…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiuxiu was not yet dead. Seeing him, her last words were: Run…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ji You spoke these words, he noticed Bai Ru lying nearby, biting her lower lip, tears welling in her eyes, nearly pulling up all the grass around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had immersed herself—she felt it deeply. But long after, she realized she didn’t know any such girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Chen also froze, his chest feeling as if a great hole had opened; the light of his pills slowly faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciple he was healing turned pale: Am I beyond saving?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1559,"2026-06-19T15:28:39.995Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5daa319dbff0df3041447f3fc09d70bcf9be7703f6cf81179b4c15a65ed653f9","watching-the-immortals-fall-chapter-64","watching-the-immortals-fall-chapter-62",430,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwatching-the-immortals-fall-cover.jpg"]