Category: After Failing to Find Immortality

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 122

    Chapter 122: The Reality of Dreams, Shattered Ice

    “It’s quite strange, actually.”

    Lin Tianlu tapped his forehead lightly. “Perhaps it was just a flash of inspiration, but it felt like I spent six months with you. Although it was a bit hazy at first, I saw everything you did and thought, every action you took.”

    Yun Yue’s heart trembled, her face filled with disbelief.

    “T-that’s impossible!”

    She had cast the dream realm, and it should have only affected her and Ruoyu.

    How could this man…

    “Perhaps it was Madam Mao’s strong longing that allowed me to sense it.”

    Lin Tianlu’s calm answer made Yun Yue’s expression flicker.

    She said in a low voice, “So you know everything I did in the dream…”

    “Otherwise, why would I call you ‘Miss Yun Yue’?”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled softly. “You chatted with me, drank wine with me, even teased me a bit, taking advantage of your seniority. Are you trying to deny it all now?”

    “You, you—”

    Yun Yue panicked and instinctively took two steps back.

    Only now did she truly believe that this man knew everything that had happened during those six months in the dream.

    A wave of chaotic emotions washed over her: embarrassment, awkwardness, anxiety…

    It felt as if her deepest secrets had been exposed, a blush creeping onto her fair face.

    But she quickly forced herself to calm down.

    “Why… why are you here?!”

    “Madam Mao was taken. Naturally, I had to come and rescue her.”

    Lin Tianlu scratched his head. “I managed to slip into the Netherworld while that strange technique was active. But it’s pitch black inside, with all sense of direction lost. I had to search every corner.”

    Yun Yue’s eyes widened. “You… searched every corner?”

    “Yes. I even encountered some caves inhabited by demons and ghosts. I paid them all a visit.”

    Lin Tianlu shrugged helplessly. “But they were either driven mad, lost in their own delusions, or completely ignorant, only seeing me as a source of nourishment, wanting to devour me whole.”

    “Then how did you—”

    “Those who couldn’t be reasoned with, those who refused to change their ways… I dealt with them along the way.”

    “…”

    Yun Yue fell silent.

    She had known from the dream that this man was handsome and powerful, but she had never imagined… he was this strong!

    The demons and ghosts imprisoned in the Netherworld varied in strength, but they were all at least at the Crimson Demon realm, and yet he had effortlessly eliminated them?!

    Although…

    She was relieved that Lin Tianlu had managed to navigate the Netherworld safely.

    But thinking about the situation, she couldn’t help but sigh.

    “You’re truly reckless.”

    Rumble!

    The cave suddenly shook.

    The lake churned, and countless stone fragments shot out of the water, flying towards the shattered Severing Gate. In the blink of an eye, the gate was completely restored, without a trace of damage.

    “I don’t know how you destroyed the gate, but as you can see… it’s formed from the laws of the Netherworld. It’s indestructible. Even if you destroy it a thousand times, it will heal itself.”

    Yun Yue lowered her gaze, a hint of despair in her voice. “And from the moment you stepped into the Netherworld, you lost any chance of escape.”

    Entering the Netherworld and leaving it… were two completely different things.

    This place was a prison, its layers of seals designed to prevent anything inside from escaping.

    Even if he had the means to destroy the gate again, he could never break through the barrier between the Netherworld and the outside world from within. That was the ‘essence’ of the Netherworld, the true boundary between this realm and the mortal world.

    She had only heard rumors, but any attempt to break through the Netherworld’s barrier would surely be met with the full force of this realm’s power!

    Even after a thousand years of solitude, she hadn’t found another way to escape. She could only wait helplessly for someone to help her from the outside.

    “Perhaps.”

    Lin Tianlu replied nonchalantly.

    Seeing his indifferent attitude, Yun Yue felt a surge of anger. “You’re so intelligent, don’t you understand how dangerous the Netherworld is? You acted so recklessly, and now you’re trapped here for life!”

    “If I didn’t save her, how could I live with myself?”

    Lin Tianlu smiled. “To win the hearts of so many women is already a blessing. But to only enjoy their affection without giving anything in return would make me a beast.”

    Yun Yue was speechless.

    After a moment of silence, she sighed sadly.

    Her plan had been completely disrupted, and she didn’t know what to do.

    Even if she could devour Mao Ruoyu’s soul and escape, then…

    What about Lin Tianlu?

    “Miss Yun Yue, it seems you haven’t asked for my opinion.”

    “What… what do you mean?”

    Lin Tianlu smiled gently.

    “I’m naturally going to save both of you.”

    “…”

    Yun Yue’s body trembled, her head bowed.

    Then, she clenched her fists. “You want to… save me?”

    “Yes.”

    “Do you know… what I was trying to do?”

    She looked up, her eyes flashing with a hint of malice. “I almost devoured Ruoyu’s soul, erased your beloved’s sense of self, and stole her body!”

    “I know.”

    “Before I was imprisoned in the Netherworld, I was obsessed with battle and slaughter. I’ve killed countless souls!”

    Yun Yue’s voice rose with agitation. “With your sense of justice and your hatred for evil, you should be trying to defeat me!”

    “I saw everything.”

    Lin Tianlu’s expression turned serious. “That’s why I’m also here to punish you, Miss Yun Yue.”

    “…”

    Yun Yue gritted her teeth, her heart trembling. She waved her hand, and a crescent moon of energy shot out!

    Ding!

    A crisp sound rang out as the thin, translucent crescent moon was caught between Lin Tianlu’s fingers.

    “I know you’re still holding onto your resentment, Miss Yun Yue.” Lin Tianlu said in a deep voice. “Your thousand-year-old wish is within reach, and you can’t stop now, no matter what.”

    Yun Yue sighed softly. “Then why…”

    “That’s why I’ll break this hopeless obsession.”

    Lin Tianlu’s expression turned calm and indifferent as he beckoned her with his hand. “Attack me with everything you’ve got, Miss Yun Yue. No matter what techniques or tricks you use, I’ll crush them all, until you beg for mercy and admit your mistakes.”

    Yun Yue’s eyes widened, and she stood there, stunned.

    There were no flowery words, no beautiful verses, just a simple, straightforward statement.

    But…

    It made Yun Yue’s heart skip a beat, as if a heavy hammer had struck the closed door of her heart.

    A bittersweet warmth spread through her, calming her down.

    “You truly are… just like in the dream, always saying the most unexpected things.”

    After a moment of silence, Yun Yue couldn’t help but chuckle.

    Driven by an unknown emotion, she let go of her distracting thoughts. She spun around, and the gauze that had fallen to the ground flew up, wrapping around her body, barely concealing her skin.

    “But I don’t believe you, Sir.”

    “If you don’t believe me, Miss Yun Yue, you can try.”

    “Alright.”

    Yun Yue smiled, a breathtakingly beautiful smile. She flicked her finger, and crescent moons of energy swirled around her. “If you can truly defeat me, Sir, I’ll surrender willingly. I wouldn’t mind spending another nine hundred years in this prison with you.”

    As soon as she finished speaking, her figure blurred, moving with lightning speed. Her jade-white finger shot out, silently striking Lin Tianlu’s shoulder, unleashing a blast of icy energy!

    “—You’re truly powerful, Miss Yun Yue.”

    “Eh?”

    Yun Yue’s expression froze. She was surprised to see that Lin Tianlu was completely unfazed, his face calm and composed!

    “Of all the demons and ghosts I’ve faced, you’re the strongest, so strong that I can actually feel your power.”

    Lin Tianlu smiled faintly. “You’re truly worthy of your thousand years of cultivation, Miss Yun Yue.”

    “You’re far more powerful than I imagined, Sir.”

    Yun Yue sighed softly. She clenched her hand into a fist and struck out with a surge of mysterious moonlight!

    Boom, boom, boom, boom!

    A series of deafening explosions rang out as countless afterimages flickered between them.

    As they exchanged blows with blinding speed, Yun Yue bit her lip, her gaze sharpening.

    Her millennium of cultivation had brought her to the peak of the Savage Realm. She was just a step away from true mastery. Her every attack was powerful, filled with the force of wind and thunder, capable of splitting mountains and churning the seas!

    But…

    Lin Tianlu effortlessly blocked every attack!

    No!

    It wasn’t even blocking. He was casually brushing aside her attacks as if they were nothing!

    Yun Yue’s heart sank, her eyes narrowing…

    Then, the lake around them churned, countless strands of Yin energy and Essence of Yin converging to form a slender sword, shimmering with moonlight and water. Its blade was only an inch wide, its hilt intricately woven like vines, as beautiful as a work of art.

    Summoned by the Azure Fox, the moon blade slashed down.

    Clang!

    But the seemingly unstoppable blade was caught in Lin Tianlu’s bare hand. With a squeeze, cracks spread across the blade, shattering it into fragments. It had only delayed him for a moment.

    Frustration surged within Yun Yue, fueling her attacks. With a shout, she channeled all her demonic and Yin energy into a single palm strike!

    Crack!

    Yun Yue’s expression froze. She was horrified to see that her concentrated power had shattered into specks of light, dissipating into thin air.

    Her ultimate attack landed on Lin Tianlu’s chest with the force of a gentle caress.

    “Forgive me, Miss Yun Yue.”

    His voice rang out beside her ear.

    Yun Yue’s heart skipped a beat as she felt a dull impact on her stomach. The world spun around her…

    Boom!

    Before she could react, she was sent flying backward, crashing into the cave wall with a force that shook the entire cave!

    “Cough, ah?!”

    Her eyes widened in disbelief. She felt pain shooting through her body as she slid down the wall, collapsing onto the ground, her body trembling.

    Although she wasn’t seriously injured, the impact had almost knocked her unconscious. The palm print on her chest and abdomen felt like a burning fire, igniting her demonic and Yin energy, causing excruciating pain.

    “You’re truly powerful, Sir…”

    Yun Yue coughed, her hair disheveled, her face pale as she looked up at Lin Tianlu, who was approaching her. A wry smile appeared on her lips.

    “I was being reckless, relying on my age and experience. I didn’t expect to suffer at your hands, Sir.”

    “I have a rough understanding of your strength now, Miss Yun Yue.”

    Lin Tianlu stopped in front of her. “There’s no need for further testing.”

    “Just testing… ?”

    Yun Yue chuckled self-deprecatingly.

    Then, she placed her hands on her chest and sighed softly. “Then I have only one last move left. I hope you’ll indulge me, Sir.”

    A soft moonlight appeared before her eyes.

    Lin Tianlu stopped in his tracks.

    The environment around him changed again.

    It wasn’t the cold cave, nor the bamboo forest or mountain wilderness.

    It was a vast and calm lake, stretching as far as the eye could see, under a bright full moon.

    “Where are we?”

    “This is my heart, my soul realm.”

    Yun Yue’s figure descended from the sky, her water-colored gauze robe dancing along with her hair and fox tails. She touched the surface of the lake with her toes, creating ripples.

    Her voice was soft and ethereal, like flowing water. “I’ve been trapped in the Netherworld for centuries. From anger and resentment, to begging and despair… all that remains is the purest loneliness in my heart.”

    Lin Tianlu glanced at the water beneath his feet.

    He could faintly see countless memories flickering and flowing beneath the surface.

    Desperate cries and pleas, pathetic kowtows, endless confusion and uncertainty… Just a glimpse was enough to see the woman’s struggles and emotional turmoil over the centuries.

    “Now, all this loneliness, this soul realm, will become my weapon.”

    Yun Yue raised her hand, and countless streams of water rose from the lake, condensing into swords, a spectacular sight that blotted out the moon.

    “Are you prepared to face the pain of a thousand swords piercing your body, Sir? Can you endure the agony of centuries of solitude?”

    With a flick of her wrist, the countless water blades shot towards him, surrounding him from all directions, covering the sky and obscuring the moonlight.

    —Crack!

    All the water blades shattered instantly.

    Yun Yue’s hand remained frozen in mid-air as she stared blankly at the dissipating water… and the man standing unharmed on the surface of the lake.

    “—I sympathize with your experiences.”

    Lin Tianlu’s gaze was calm and unwavering. “But I will shatter this pain and loneliness with my own hands.”

    As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust his hand forward, and countless cracks spread across the lake, extending throughout the entire soul realm!

    Everything crumbled, returning to its original state.

    Moonlight and starlight shimmered, falling like snowflakes.

    Yun Yue collapsed onto the ground, her face pale, her gaze empty.

    Lin Tianlu caught a snowflake-like ice shard, flicked it with his finger, and sent it plunging into the ground in front of Yun Yue.

    “You’ve lost.”

    “…”

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 121

    Chapter 121: The Moon Falls, A Vigil Kept

    Silence fell over Yun Yue.

    She had never realized that the seemingly gentle and submissive Mao Ruoyu possessed such a stubborn and unyielding side.

    Even after experiencing the piercing pain of the icy water, the overwhelming difference in their strength, and being defeated and captured, she hadn’t wavered for a moment.

    Mao Ruoyu’s unwavering defense of her memories and love made Yun Yue’s heart tremble.

    “Sister Yun…”

    Mao Ruoyu’s eyes were filled with tears as she struggled to speak. “Please… allow me this small… selfishness.”

    Seeing her pale face, her tears, the drool trickling from her lips, her pitiful and helpless appearance, Yun Yue almost agreed.

    But remembering the countless years of loneliness and regret, she clenched her fists.

    Mao Ruoyu was unwavering in her heart.

    And she…

    Was starting to feel the same.

    Her fox tails tightened, trying to pull Mao Ruoyu’s body apart for easier control.

    But Mao Ruoyu blushed, biting her lip, her legs squeezing together in resistance. She managed to maintain a kneeling posture in mid-air, the soft fur of the fox tails brushing against her silk-clad legs, creating a soft rustling sound.

    Her hands, which had been struggling against the tail wrapped around her neck, were pulled apart. With a muffled moan, the torn fabric of her robe strained, threatening to break.

    Her breathing was labored, but she could still breathe.

    Mao Ruoyu’s slender back arched in a breathtaking curve, her silky white hair cascading down her shoulders along with the loose gauze, like a painting of a fallen celestial being.

    “I still… can’t bring myself to hurt you.”

    Yun Yue sighed, her voice filled with resignation.

    “These past six months, I truly treated you as a younger sister. You might find it ironic… but seeing you in pain, my heart aches.”

    “But—”

    “Your mind is too strong, too resistant. If I forcefully devour your soul, I’m afraid I’ll damage it, causing you to truly die.”

    Her fox tails swirled, then gently caressed Mao Ruoyu’s bare back.

    “Mmm!”

    The soft fur brushed against her spine, sending shivers down Mao Ruoyu’s body. A strange tingling sensation spread through her, and she whimpered, her voice filled with fear. “Sister Yun, what are you…”

    “Don’t forget.”

    Yun Yue’s eyes were gentle. “I’m a fox demon, a thousand-year-old fox demon.”

    She didn’t need to do anything drastic. Just a few gentle strokes from her fox tails, infused with subtle Yin techniques, on Mao Ruoyu’s stomach, soles, and armpits, were enough to make her eyes widen, her body writhing and moaning, her face covered in a sheen of sweat.

    The sweet torture continued.

    Waves of tingling and itching sensations washed over Mao Ruoyu, her eyes clouding with tears, wanting to laugh and scream, but her breath was caught in her throat. She could only writhe helplessly, her legs trembling uncontrollably, as if they would break at any moment.

    “Mmm, mmm?!”

    Seeing Mao Ruoyu’s seductive state, Yun Yue blushed and averted her gaze, trying not to look at her writhing body. She sighed softly. “I didn’t want to use such… shameful methods on you. But we’ve come this far, and I can’t stop now. You’re so stubborn, I had no choice.”

    She focused her mind, pushing away her distracting thoughts, and slowly reached out towards Mao Ruoyu’s defenseless body.

    “And now, your consciousness is at its weakest. I can easily invade without any resistance.”

    “Mmm!”

    Mao Ruoyu’s pupils constricted, her body tense as she desperately tried to arch away from Yun Yue’s hand.

    But her heightened senses only made her more sensitive to the teasing touch of the fox tails. She moaned, her fingers digging into her palms, her mind blank and hazy, as if her consciousness was being slowly drained away.

    Until her willpower finally broke, and she fell into a daze.

    Then…

    Yun Yue’s hand landed on her chest.

    Yun Yue lowered her eyes, as if unable to bear the sight, and whispered, “Ruoyu, close your eyes and sleep peacefully. I promise there won’t be any pain this time.

    Since you possess such extraordinary talent, I will ensure that you… are reborn in the outside world, that you return to the family you love.”

    “But these memories of your past, I can only—”

    Crack!

    A sharp sound suddenly echoed through the quiet cave.

    “…”

    Why would there be a noise in this isolated cave… with only the two of them?

    Yun Yue’s eyes widened in shock as she looked up.

    Then, she saw a sight that made her blood run cold.

    A faint crack had appeared on the Severing Gate, the gate that was supposed to be indestructible, the gate that even powerful demons couldn’t scratch.

    And the crack was rapidly expanding, until it split the gate in half.

    Crack!

    Another loud crack.

    And this time, the gate exploded into countless fragments, scattering across the cave!

    The sudden, earth-shattering sound left Yun Yue speechless, her lips parting in disbelief.

    “H-how is this possible—”

    Why had the Severing Gate suddenly been destroyed?

    This gate hadn’t decayed or crumbled for a thousand years, and now it was… completely shattered?!

    As she stood there in shock, the stone fragments rained down into the lake, sending water splashing everywhere.

    But a calm and gentle voice rang out, clear and distinct.

    “—It’s time to stop this.”

    Her wrist was suddenly grasped tightly.

    The burning sensation, like a branding iron, made Yun Yue turn to look at the source.

    A man was kneeling on the ground, his body illuminated by a faint light from above. He slowly stood up, brushing aside the strands of hair that fell over his eyes.

    His right hand was firmly gripping her wrist.

    Looking at his familiar, handsome face, Yun Yue was completely speechless.

    This man was…

    A soft sob broke the silence.

    Tears streamed down Mao Ruoyu’s face as she choked out,

    “Sir…”

    “—I’m sorry, I’m a little late.”

    Lin Tianlu turned to her with an apologetic smile. “I’m truly sorry for letting you get hurt and scared, Madam. I failed in my duty.”

    As soon as he finished speaking, the fox tails that had been binding Mao Ruoyu loosened their grip, and both she and Lin Tianlu vanished, reappearing on the edge of the lake.

    “This Netherworld is truly vast. It took me quite a while to find the right path.”

    Gently setting down the cold and soft body in his arms, Lin Tianlu smiled and brushed her hair from her forehead. “Although I encountered some trouble along the way, seeing your haggard face, Madam, makes me feel incredibly guilty.”

    Mao Ruoyu was on the verge of tears. “Sir, I truly reached my limit this time…”

    “I understand.”

    Lin Tianlu took a deep breath and gently kissed her forehead. “Leave everything to me now. Just rest here.”

    Mao Ruoyu instinctively touched her forehead, her eyes wide with surprise, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

    But seeing Lin Tianlu already standing up, she quickly came back to her senses and said urgently, “Sir, this sister, she’s not—”

    “There’s no need to explain, I know everything.”

    Lin Tianlu turned to her with a reassuring smile.

    Then, he turned back and walked towards Yun Yue, his feet gliding across the water.

    “…”

    Yun Yue was now completely shaken.

    Not because of the gate, nor because of the Netherworld.

    But because of the man in front of her.

    “W-why is it you?”

    She stammered, her lips trembling, as she stumbled back two steps, her expression complex.

    She remembered the six months she had spent in the dream, every detail vivid in her mind. She was incredibly familiar with this man.

    But she had never imagined that they would meet again in this way, in this place.

    But that was just a dream.

    She gritted her teeth.

    Just a beautiful, haunting dream.

    She shouldn’t have any foolish thoughts!

    She quickly clenched her fists, her gaze turning cold. “You saw what I was trying to do. I—”

    “Stop it—”

    Lin Tianlu said calmly. “Miss Yun Yue.”

    Yun Yue’s eyes widened in shock.

    How did he know her name…?

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 120

    Chapter 120: Two Moons Reflect, One Wanes

    A strange sensation washed over her.

    The moment Yun Yue’s fingers pierced through her chest, Mao Ruoyu felt her consciousness fading, her strength draining away. Even though she still resisted, struggling desperately, she could only watch helplessly as her soul and consciousness were torn apart, invaded…

    Despite Yun Yue’s attempts to be gentle, the feeling of her consciousness slipping away was excruciating, almost bringing her to tears.

    Then, a flash of light appeared before her eyes.

    It felt like a stream of clear water flowing into her heart, a refreshing coolness spreading throughout her body.

    She awoke from the hazy dream.

    “Hoo—”

    She took a deep breath, her lungs filling with air, her mind and body feeling cleansed and refreshed, as if she had ascended to a higher realm.

    Mao Ruoyu lifted her hand from the water, watching the droplets trickle down her fingers. Her expression was strangely calm.

    She noticed the changes in her appearance – the pure white, sacred, yet alluring attire. In the past, she would have been embarrassed and covered herself up, but now, her heart was unmoved… as if this was how she was meant to be dressed.

    Plop—

    A drop of water slid down her snow-white hair and landed in the lake, creating a ripple.

    Yun Yue stared at her, wide-eyed and speechless.

    This was truly unbelievable.

    An aura close to the Savage Realm emanated from Mao Ruoyu, the Essence of Yin flowing through her body, transforming into a chilling aura that spread outwards, causing ice crystals to form in the dim cave, shimmering like stars in the night sky.

    “—Yun Yue.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s voice was clear and ethereal, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears. “No, Sister Yun.”

    “You treated me with sincerity. I could feel it even in the dream.”

    She placed her hand on her chest and said softly, “Every moment of the past six months, all the warmth and kindness, I’ll cherish them forever.

    But these feelings and memories, I will never surrender them, not even now.”

    Yun Yue’s expression flickered, a mixture of guilt, relief, and regret.

    But looking at Mao Ruoyu’s transformed appearance, she couldn’t help but ask, “How did you… become like this?”

    “I don’t know.”

    Mao Ruoyu felt the unprecedented power flowing through her body. “But now, I have the power to resist.”

    “…”

    Yun Yue clenched her hands again. “You still want to resist?”

    “I will never back down from this, no matter what.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s gaze hardened. “Even if it means being trapped here with you, Sister Yun, growing old and dying together, I won’t regret it.”

    Yun Yue’s face paled, and she bit her lip, her hand trembling as she raised it. “I… won’t hold back anymore.”

    A chilling Yin wind swept through the cave, stirring up waves in the lake, engulfing everything in its path!

    Crash—

    Water cascaded down from cracks in the cliff, making Yun Yue worry instinctively. She almost reached out to help.

    But as the mist cleared, a pure white figure still stood in the lake, the icy water drenching her body, her silk robe clinging to her delicate skin. Her breasts were high and firm, her waist slender, her curves accentuated by the wet fabric.

    Water droplets slid down her face, and Mao Ruoyu looked up with a cold, unwavering gaze.

    Yun Yue was stunned for a moment, then her expression darkened.

    “So… you’re determined to fight?”

    “There’s no need for words.”

    A gentle breeze swirled around Mao Ruoyu, her thin gauze robe fluttering, lifting her from the water along with a stream of water.

    As her body emerged from the lake, the water seemed to solidify into threads, wrapping around her long, slender legs, making her appear even more sacred. Her delicate toes touched the surface of the lake, and her beautiful, cold, yet alluring face was filled with determination.

    Yun Yue didn’t say anything more. She formed a hand seal, and a crescent moon of energy shot out.

    Ding!

    A flash of light, followed by a soft chime like a silver bell.

    The bright crescent moon stopped inches from Mao Ruoyu’s chest, unable to advance.

    Her hair fluttered, and the faint moonlight illuminated her delicate face.

    Mao Ruoyu calmly pressed her hands together, the crescent moon trapped between them dissolving into tiny specks of light, scattering in the wind.

    “Ruoyu… you truly have a gift.”

    Yun Yue couldn’t help but sigh.

    No matter how conflicted and anxious she felt, she was still impressed by this sight.

    Mao Ruoyu controlled the Yin energy with incredible precision. The Essence of Yin that had merged with her body seemed to have awakened her true potential, transforming her completely.

    “Please guide me, Sister Yun.”

    “You’re being… disobedient.”

    Yun Yue smiled sadly and flicked her sleeve. Countless crescent moons formed around her, shooting towards Mao Ruoyu.

    Ding, ding, ding, ding—!

    Mao Ruoyu spun gracefully, like a dancer on the lake, her fingertips flicking out, shattering and deflecting each crescent moon.

    Her snow-white hair fluttered, her face remaining calm.

    “Sister Yun, you’re not using your full strength.”

    “I…”

    “I’m willing to negotiate, Sister Yun. Just stop—”

    Before she could finish speaking, Yun Yue suddenly waved her hand.

    A crescent blade shot out, cutting through the air!

    Mao Ruoyu reached out to block it, but then she let out a soft exclamation and retreated dozens of feet, her toes tapping the lake surface repeatedly, before finally dispelling the blade.

    Looking at the faint red mark on her palm, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

    This attack was much stronger than the previous ones.

    “Ruoyu, I don’t know where you got this power from.”

    Yun Yue looked at her, her expression conflicted. “But you haven’t reached the Savage Realm. You’re no match for me.”

    “Try your best, Sister Yun.”

    Mao Ruoyu clenched her right hand, her voice cold. “I will do my best to counter all your attacks, until you give up.”

    A chilling aura filled the cave, ice crystals swirling in the air.

    With a wave of her hand, Yun Yue stirred the lake, sending a giant wave crashing towards Mao Ruoyu!

    Boom!

    The waves surged, water splashing everywhere.

    Mao Ruoyu’s graceful figure darted across the water, her thin gauze robe fluttering.

    She formed hand seals, the water around her swirling rapidly, blocking the incoming crescent moons.

    Although she had been just an ordinary ghost practitioner before, thanks to her ten years of training in the Lunar Valley, she had a basic understanding of advanced techniques. She just lacked sufficient control over Yin energy.

    But now, Yin energy flowed through her body freely, as if an endless source, and she could use it without any restraint!

    And…

    Strange memories surfaced from deep within her mind, enhancing her control over Yin energy even further!

    Suddenly, several water whips shot out from the lake, wrapping around Mao Ruoyu’s ankles, stopping her in her tracks.

    More water whips converged, instantly binding her entire body.

    But her delicate figure dissolved like mist, her true self reappearing on the other side of the lake.

    “Sister Yun, if that’s all you’ve got, you should give up.”

    “Don’t force me, Ruoyu…” Yun Yue’s expression was conflicted.

    “I’m even more stubborn than you, Sister Yun.”

    Mao Ruoyu adjusted her veil, a stream of clear water swirling around her, making her appear ethereal and aloof, like a water nymph.

    Yun Yue sighed softly.

    Hum!

    A terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped the cave!

    Mao Ruoyu was stunned, and before she could react, two massive water spheres formed on either side of her, hurtling towards her.

    “This technique—”

    She twisted her waist, dodging the water whips and spheres with graceful movements, her toes tapping the churning lake surface as if dancing on the waves.

    Her hand seals changed rapidly, her figure flickering like a phantom, effortlessly evading each attack, her robe remaining dry.

    But…

    Yun Yue lowered her eyes, as if unable to bear the sight, and clapped her hands together.

    “Ugh?!”

    Mao Ruoyu’s movements abruptly stopped, her afterimages shattering. A water whip had wrapped around her ankle, pulling her into the lake!

    Her figure was tossed around underwater, her skirt billowing, creating a flurry of bubbles.

    She quickly dispelled the water whip and struggled to emerge from the water, but she was surrounded, countless water whips lashing out!

    Mao Ruoyu bit her lip and used all her strength to cast her Yin techniques.

    Her figure flickered, becoming intangible, surrounded by a swirling stream of water. Each time her foot touched the lake surface, she reappeared ten feet away, like a phantom shifting through shadows.

    But…

    “Eh?!”

    A water whip suddenly wrapped around her arms, pulling them apart, exposing her chest.

    The unexpected attack caught Mao Ruoyu off guard. Before she could react, a blast of energy struck her chest, sending her flying backward.

    “Cough, cough, cough… Ha…”

    She coughed up water, her body trembling, her vision blurred as she looked up.

    Through her hazy vision, she could only see the sadness and guilt on Yun Yue’s face.

    Yun Yue bit her lip so hard that it almost bled, her voice a low hiss.

    “Enough! Ruoyu, stop this! You’re no match for me. Continuing this will only lead to more pain—”

    “I… won’t give up…”

    A hoarse, determined voice rang out, devoid of fear or weakness.

    Mao Ruoyu struggled to stand up, her legs trembling. But before she could steady herself, Yun Yue’s fox tails shot out, wrapping around her wrists and ankles, lifting her into the air.

    Another tail wrapped around her neck, tightening slightly.

    “Ugh?!”

    She choked back tears, struggling to break free.

    “We’re back to this…”

    Yun Yue’s voice trembled as she stepped closer.

    “Just… give up.”

    “I—”

    Mao Ruoyu raised her head, her voice strained. “I’ll never… surrender…!”

    “…”

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 119

    Chapter 119: Caught in the Whirlpool, A Tiny Spark of Resistance

    “Why… how could this be?!”

    Yun Yue stood frozen, her face etched with bewilderment, unable to comprehend what was happening.

    The past six months flashed before her eyes, a whirlwind of experiences, both dreamlike and incredibly real.

    She had lived for a thousand years. This was just a fleeting half-year, yet why… was her heart so restless and troubled?!

    No!

    Yun Yue shook her head fiercely, banishing those confusing thoughts.

    This was her chance.

    Ruoyu was incredibly weak now. If she acted now, enveloped and consumed her soul, took over her body, she could escape the Netherworld!

    All she had to do was seize this body…

    Yun Yue’s hand trembled as she pressed it against Mao Ruoyu’s forehead, her expression flickering.

    Everything was in place. She could achieve her centuries-old desire without any effort.

    And afterwards, she would do her best to preserve Mao Ruoyu’s consciousness, allowing her to remain peacefully within this dream, living happily ever after with Lin Tianlu and the others.

    All she had to do was harden her heart…

    “Miss Yun, you’ve been watching over her for a long time. You should go back to your room and rest.”

    A gentle voice came from behind her, like a beacon of warmth calling out to her.

    “—Sir!”

    Yun Yue clutched the silk gauze at her chest, her expression complex as she turned abruptly, her lips parting. “What should I—”

    She froze.

    There was no one there. The dimly lit room was empty.

    Or rather, there had never been anyone else in this room.

    She looked up, a bitter laugh escaping her lips.

    “So, it was me who fell into the dream…”

    As an observer, she shouldn’t have appeared in this dream, let alone interacted with these illusions.

    Yet, she had lived with these illusions for half a year, and even… developed genuine feelings.

    How long had it been since she last interacted with another person?

    Yun Yue stared blankly, asking herself.

    —Nine hundred years.

    It had been nine hundred years since she was imprisoned in the Netherworld.

    She had told Mao Ruoyu about her experiences, but those few words couldn’t possibly convey the loneliness and despair she had endured for nine centuries.

    Even though she still possessed immense power, it couldn’t fill the void in her heart, it couldn’t replace the love she had lost. Her heart had long withered and died in solitude.

    She could smile gently and act considerate during their conversations, but that didn’t mean… she had forgotten the loneliness and emptiness of those nine hundred years.

    On the contrary, she was terrified of being alone.

    “—I don’t want to spend another nine hundred years like this.”

    Yun Yue gritted her teeth, her voice almost a moan. “I don’t want to stay… in this place anymore!”

    Having experienced it firsthand, she knew the true horror of solitude, the merciless passage of time.

    But precisely because of that experience…

    She craved this hard-won warmth.

    Like a flickering candle, threatening to be extinguished at any moment, it was the only source of light in this vast and dark world.

    “Even if it means…”

    Yun Yue slowly turned her gaze back to Mao Ruoyu, who was lying unconscious on the bed. Her eyes flickered, and her fox tails extended, almost completely enveloping the bed.

    A look of sadness and longing appeared on her face as she murmured, “Even if it means taking your place, becoming the new ‘you.’ I will return to… Lin Tianlu and the others—”

    No longer as a bloodthirsty, crazed monster, nor as an arrogant and invincible demon.

    No matter how chaotic the world became, no matter who rose to power, she just wanted to leave her past behind, even if it meant abandoning all her power, becoming an ordinary village woman, just to live a peaceful life with those people from the dream.

    Like a lone traveler in the desert, desperately seeking any oasis to quench her thirst.

    She…

    “Sister Yun.”

    A soft voice broke the silence.

    “Ugh?!”

    Yun Yue recoiled in shock, her beautiful face pale with fear, an expression she had never shown before.

    Because Mao Ruoyu had woken up.

    Her eyes fluttered open, a weak smile on her face. “I just had a dream…”

    “…W-what dream?”

    “I dreamt that I became you, alone in the dark and desolate Netherworld, unable to do anything, unable to think, just kneeling on the ground, crying, and praying over and over again.”

    Mao Ruoyu smiled gently and took Yun Yue’s icy hand. “Sister Yun, I was so caught up in my own sorrow that I neglected your feelings. I didn’t truly take your words to heart. Now I want to say…

    You’re really strong, far stronger than I am.”

    “…”

    Yun Yue slowly tightened her grip on Mao Ruoyu’s soft hand, her head bowed.

    “And—” Mao Ruoyu exhaled, a faint smile on her face. “Thank you, Sister Yun.”

    Yun Yue’s voice trembled with emotion.

    “You know this is just a dream. And you know why I created this dream.”

    “Yes.”

    Mao Ruoyu stared blankly at the ceiling. “These past six months have felt like a lifetime.

    I’m also amazed that you could create such a vivid dream, Sister Yun, with every person exactly as I remember them.”

    Yun Yue remained silent, her eyes filled with guilt.

    Ruoyu had treated her with sincerity, as a true sister.

    But she had deceived her with lies and illusions.

    “Sister Yun, you’ve spent half a year with me. You must have noticed, right?”

    Mao Ruoyu smiled sadly. “Although I’m the eldest, my heart is as naive and timid as a child. I’ve never thought about perseverance or resistance. I just passively accept everything and endure silently… Even when living with Sir and the others, I’m more willing to indulge and spoil them.”

    “But this time—”

    Mao Ruoyu sat up straight, her face pale, wiping away her tears. A gentle yet determined smile appeared on her lips. “I won’t back down.”

    Yun Yue looked up, staring at the woman who had struggled to sit up on the bed.

    “Ruoyu, you—”

    “Sister Yun wants to take my memories, to replace everything about me.”

    Mao Ruoyu clenched her fists, her eyes burning with a newfound fighting spirit. “I… will never surrender!”

    “These memories are my only treasure. No one can take them from me, not even you, Sister Yun!”

    That was a look she had never seen in Mao Ruoyu before.

    Determination, passion… Her fiery spirit even made Yun Yue flinch for a moment.

    And this unwavering determination…

    Was an insurmountable obstacle for Yun Yue.

    “—I’m sorry.”

    Yun Yue’s voice trembled as she thrust her hand towards Mao Ruoyu’s chest, her five fingers extended.

    Slap!

    Mao Ruoyu grabbed her wrist with both hands, her weak body slamming against the wall behind her, the impact almost making her faint.

    But ignoring the blood trickling from her nose and mouth, she gritted her teeth, her arms and entire body trembling as she desperately tried to stop the fingers that were inching closer to her chest.

    She wouldn’t beg for mercy, she wouldn’t back down…

    These precious memories belonged to her!

    She had retreated countless times in her life, but this time… she would fight to the end!

    “Silly girl.”

    A hoarse, sad voice echoed softly.

    Her seemingly delicate fingers pierced through Mao Ruoyu’s chest without any resistance.

    “Ah…”

    Mao Ruoyu gasped, her eyes glazed over.

    Yun Yue quickly wrapped her arms around Mao Ruoyu’s limp body, gently pulling her into an embrace.

    “It’s alright, it’s alright, you won’t die!”

    This wasn’t meant to kill her.

    By piercing her heart and then assimilating her soul, they could be together forever.

    But as soon as she started the technique, her heart skipped a beat, and she almost withdrew her hand. A conflicted expression appeared on her beautiful face.

    “Such deep love…”

    Only by connecting with Mao Ruoyu’s soul could she truly feel the depth of her love and attachment, a love that even stirred something within her own heart.

    But she had no reason to stop now.

    Yun Yue took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down, trying to stabilize her mind and ensure that Mao Ruoyu could endure the soul fusion process without too much pain.

    But at that moment, a jade pendant silently floated in front of her.

    “What… is this?”

    The pendant had appeared so suddenly that Yun Yue was stunned.

    She hadn’t even noticed where it had come from!

    Before she could react, a freezing wind erupted from the jade pendant, forcefully pushing her hand away.

    Crack, crack, crack!

    The surrounding illusion shattered, the scenery changing instantly. They were back in the dark and gloomy cave.

    “Ugh?!”

    The water sphere burst, and Yun Yue stumbled back onto the ground.

    Mao Ruoyu’s body flew backward and landed in the lake with a splash.

    “It’s the Essence of Yin?!”

    Yun Yue looked at the traces of frost on her palm, her eyes filled with surprise. “Where did that jade pendant come from?”

    “Wait… Ruoyu!”

    A sense of foreboding washed over her, and she quickly flicked her sleeve, trying to pull Mao Ruoyu out of the lake.

    But a gentle force blocked her. The Yin energy within the cave surged towards them like a storm, its power immense!

    “What’s happening?!”

    Yun Yue raised her hand to shield herself from the wind, her face etched with shock.

    A moment later, the rippling lake water calmed down.

    A pure white figure slowly rose from the lake, the swirling Yin energy around her coming to a standstill.

    Her previously naked body was now clad in a beautiful white silk robe, making her even more stunning. White ribbons were wrapped around her arms, and she looked like an ethereal fairy.

    The hem of her robe was split to her waist, revealing her long, slender legs, shimmering in the lake water. Ribbons crisscrossed, accentuating her alluring figure.

    But the most striking change was…

    Mao Ruoyu’s expression was cold and indifferent, as if she had become a completely different person!

    Yun Yue gasped in disbelief.

    “You’re not Ruoyu!”

    “I am…”

    The white-haired woman spoke softly, turning to look at her with a calm gaze. “Naturally, I am Mao Ruoyu.”

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 118

    Chapter 118: Unspoken Truth, A Dream Unbreakable

    Yun Yue’s hand remained frozen, her hesitation lingering.

    She hadn’t told Mao Ruoyu the whole truth.

    She was aware of the turmoil in Jianggai County.

    Because the Netherworld wouldn’t randomly drag a mortal in.

    Someone from the Lingluo lineage must be using a secret technique to forcefully open the Netherworld.

    All for the sake of…

    Delivering a suitable ‘vessel.’

    The Netherworld’s seal was incredibly strong, unyielding for a thousand years, but it wasn’t truly flawless.

    Back then, despite her extraordinary talent and being trapped in this place, Yun Yue had planned ahead, passing down her incomplete Netherworld Secret Art, hoping that one day it would be used to break the seal and set her free.

    Now, all she had to do was devour this perfectly compatible body with its exceptional talent, overpower its soul, and use a secret technique to swap places, slipping through the cracks in the seal and escaping this prison that had held her captive for almost a thousand years. She would be reborn, free to roam the world.

    With this new body, she could rebuild her path to power.

    But…

    Yun Yue couldn’t bring herself to do it.

    Unlike her past self, consumed by rage and violence, Mao Ruoyu was truly kind and gentle.

    Even after just a brief encounter, Yun Yue had grown fond of her, seeing her as a sweet and lovable daughter.

    To erase her mind and turn her into a tool for her escape…

    She couldn’t bear it.

    If she hadn’t sensed the Moon Shadow Saint energy within Mao Ruoyu, her pure Yin constitution and naturally seductive nature, she wouldn’t even have considered it.

    Yun Yue gritted her teeth, her expression darkening, her fox tails thrashing restlessly behind her.

    “Ugh…!”

    But at that moment, Mao Ruoyu, trapped within the water sphere, frowned as if troubled. The surrounding miasma seemed to solidify into invisible chains, piercing through the water and slowly approaching her body.

    Yun Yue’s eyes widened in alarm, and her hand trembled as she reached out again.

    No!

    This girl was too weak. If she hesitated any longer, once those chains completely bound her, there would be no escape!

    “Young lady, I… I’m sorry!”

    Guilt gnawed at her heart as she forced her hand through the water sphere, her fingertips gently touching Mao Ruoyu’s forehead.

    With a quick scan, she discovered that not only was Mao Ruoyu’s body naturally seductive and perfectly compatible, but she also possessed innate Yang energy, her Yin and Yang perfectly balanced.

    There was even a trace of ‘Jade Soul Crimson Marrow’ in her abdomen, constantly nourishing her body.

    Such a constitution was rare, even among powerful demons and ghosts who had reached the Savage Realm. If she had appeared a thousand years ago, countless factions would have fought over her, treating her as a priceless treasure.

    But now, faced with this perfect vessel, a gift from heaven, Yun Yue felt no joy.

    She lowered her head, her expression complex, unable to bear looking at Mao Ruoyu’s innocent face.

    Even when she had killed countless enemies in the past, facing terrifying foes, she had never hesitated.

    But now, her hand was trembling.

    Her ruthlessness and ambition had long faded. Centuries of solitude and cultivation had turned her into the very thing she had once despised.

    Taking a deep breath, she finally spoke, her voice soft.

    “Young lady, I won’t erase your consciousness. I’ll do my best to preserve your soul.”

    “But your memories… will be gone.”

    “I’ll give you a beautiful dream, a sweet and illusory dream of happiness. Just sleep, and all your worries, sorrows, regrets, and frustrations will fade away.”

    Yun Yue’s voice was gentle, like a soothing whisper.

    “Don’t resist, don’t fight back. I mean you no harm. I just want to… make amends.”

    “…”

    Mao Ruoyu’s brows furrowed, and she moaned softly.

    As the chilling lake water seeped into her body, her clothes completely dissolved, revealing her flawless figure. But the stinging pain that spread throughout her body made her muscles spasm, as if every inch of her skin was being eroded by the intense Yin energy, a unnatural flush spreading across her skin.

    Yun Yue stepped into the water and gently embraced her.

    A calming aura enveloped Mao Ruoyu, a warm and gentle embrace like that of a mother, soothing the pain and discomfort. “Sleep, Ruoyu. Relax your mind, let me take care of your body. You’ll like this dream…”

    Ding—

    A soft chime, like a tiny bell, startled Mao Ruoyu awake.

    She raised her hand to shield her eyes from the warm sunlight streaming through the window and smiled unconsciously. Holding a box of freshly baked pastries, she walked gracefully towards the familiar pavilion, her eyes filled with curiosity.

    “Sir, are you painting again?”

    “Yes.”

    Lin Tianlu rubbed his wrist, a gentle smile on his face. “The flowers and plants you’ve been growing in the courtyard have grown quite a bit, Madam. I thought I’d try to capture them in a painting.”

    Mao Ruoyu smiled sweetly, setting the pastries on the table. “Your paintings are amazing, Sir. But take a break and try the pastries I made.”

    “Thank you, Madam.”

    Seeing Lin Tianlu enjoying the pastries, she turned to look at the side.

    A seductive figure in a thin silk robe was leaning against a pillar, her eyes closed.

    “Sister Yun, would you like to try some too?”

    “Since you made them, sister, I naturally have to try them.”

    Yun Yue smiled indulgently, stood up gracefully, and picked up a pastry, savoring the flavor.

    —It had been almost two months since she had entered the dream realm.

    She hadn’t interfered with the dream. The scenery, the characters, the events, they were all constructed from Mao Ruoyu’s deepest memories.

    She was just an observer, silently watching over this innocent and pure couple.

    But during these two months, she had witnessed everything.

    Yun Yue now understood why Mao Ruoyu cherished this relationship so much.

    “He truly is a devilishly handsome man. Even as a reflection in a dream, I can’t help but be captivated.”

    After Mao Ruoyu happily carried the empty box back to the kitchen, Yun Yue turned to Lin Tianlu.

    The man in the dream was unaware of her presence.

    He shook his head with a chuckle, picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and continued painting, his mind as calm and serene as a master artist.

    “…”

    Looking at his handsome and focused face, Yun Yue’s eyes flickered, and she looked away.

    Two months had passed, longer than she had expected.

    Several months passed in a blink of an eye.

    It was a warm winter afternoon, the sun shining brightly.

    Yun Yue was lounging lazily on the corridor, her dress draped over her shoulders, her fox tail swaying gently behind her. She watched with amusement as Lin Tianlu and Hua Shuya practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard.

    During these past few months, she had met many people.

    Hua Shuya, a well-educated, innocent, and adorable girl, was not only cherished by Mao Ruoyu, but also adored by Yun Yue.

    Now, watching her clumsily learning swordsmanship from Lin Tianlu, her face sometimes contorting in frustration, her awkward stances occasionally eliciting laughter, it was an amusing sight.

    “But he’s truly a dedicated teacher.”

    Seeing Lin Tianlu patiently guiding and instructing Hua Shuya, Yun Yue rested her chin on her hand, a smile unconsciously appearing on her lips.

    “Really… Miss Cheng, you’re sneaking around again!”

    “Is Madam Mao forbidding me?”

    At that moment, bickering voices came from the corner of the corridor.

    Yun Yue tilted her head, watching with amusement as the two women emerged, glaring at each other playfully.

    Although Cheng Yishi’s words were sharp, she was actually kind and considerate.

    “Sister Yun! You have to stand up for me!”

    “Alright, alright~”

    Mao Ruoyu threw herself into Yun Yue’s arms, and Yun Yue chuckled, patting her head. “But you’re the eldest here. You can’t let Miss Cheng bully and tease you like this.”

    “W-who’s being bullied?!”

    Mao Ruoyu’s face flushed red as she broke free from her embrace. “I was the one teaching Miss Cheng a lesson!”

    “Hoo~ Madam Mao, you’re talking nonsense again.” Cheng Yishi leaned in with a smile. “You were clearly about to cry just now.”

    “Y-you girl! You deserve a beating!”

    “If you can catch me, Madam, I’ll let you hit me~”

    “Stop right there!”

    Watching the two of them running away like playful children, Yun Yue’s smile widened.

    Perhaps they could be considered friends, in a way?

    “Aren’t you joining us for some exercise, Miss Yun?”

    Lin Tianlu walked over, leaning against a pillar, his wooden sword resting on his shoulder. He tapped it lightly. “The weather is warm and pleasant today.”

    “I’m used to being lazy. I don’t like to move around too much.”

    Yun Yue smiled gently. “Besides, as long as everyone is happy and safe, that’s all that matters.”

    Lin Tianlu looked at her intently for a moment, then suddenly realized something. “I almost forgot, the New Year is just a few days away. If you need anything, Miss Yun, let Madam Mao and me know in advance so we can prepare.”

    “New Year?”

    Yun Yue was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly. “Being able to sit down and enjoy a reunion dinner is all I need.”

    The streets were decorated with lanterns and bustling with activity, families gathering for the New Year’s Eve reunion dinner.

    Inside the mansion, Lin Tianlu and the others were sitting around the table, setting the tableware, their faces lit up with smiles.

    “Sister Yun, why are you being shy?”

    Mao Ruoyu was playfully pushing a reluctant Yun Yue into the dining hall, forcing her to sit down. “It’s New Year’s Eve, how can you sit outside alone in the cold?”

    “I…” Yun Yue stammered.

    “Madam Mao and I made a lot of dishes today. Just relax and enjoy the food, Miss Yun.” Lin Tianlu placed a porcelain wine cup in front of her and said gently, “Have some wine to warm yourself up.”

    “You’re all so silly.” Yun Yue sighed helplessly.

    These four were so affectionate and close, what was she doing intruding on their happy family?

    She had deliberately given them space to be alone, but this girl had dragged her back…

    Yun Yue glanced at Mao Ruoyu, who was sitting beside her, and said playfully, “You should learn from Miss Cheng. You’re too pure!”

    “Sister, stop teasing me!”

    Mao Ruoyu chuckled, also raising her small wine cup. “I’ve been busy all day, so let me propose a toast to everyone.”

    Seeing everyone raising their glasses, Yun Yue hesitated for a moment, then lifted her cup with an indulgent smile. “Don’t drink too much, it’s bad for your health.”

    “While the food is still hot, let’s eat!”

    A simple and warm reunion dinner unfolded, just like in countless other households in Changling.

    Two months later…

    A chilling wind howled outside the window.

    A candle flickered inside the room, casting dancing shadows. Although it was almost spring, the weather was still cold and bleak.

    Yun Yue was still dressed in her seductive, thin silk robe, her beauty captivating. But now, she was looking at Mao Ruoyu, who was lying in bed, her face filled with worry.

    She hadn’t expected Mao Ruoyu to catch a cold in this dream realm. Seeing her pale face covered in cold sweat, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.

    “Don’t worry, Miss Yun. Madam Mao will recover soon.”

    A warm robe was draped over her shoulders.

    She turned around and saw Lin Tianlu standing behind her with a smile. “She just has a slight cold. She’s already had some medicine. She should be back to her usual self tomorrow.”

    “…Mm.”

    Yun Yue responded softly, her gaze softening.

    She wrapped the robe around herself and sat down beside the bed, gently brushing Mao Ruoyu’s hair from her forehead.

    Sensing her unprecedented weakness and fatigue, Yun Yue felt a pang of sadness.

    She hoped that everything would be alright tomorrow morning.

    But at that moment, Mao Ruoyu unconsciously grabbed her wrist and murmured, “I… don’t want to be apart…”

    Yun Yue froze, her pupils constricting, her hand flying to her forehead as she fell silent.

    —Wait!

    Whose dream was this, really…

    Mao Ruoyu’s, or hers?

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 117

    Chapter 117: A Millennium Past, A Flicker of Darkness

    A thousand years ago…

    A baby girl, born with both human and demon blood, was born into a powerful clan.

    Her parents named her Yun Yue, meaning “jade of the family,” blessed with divine grace and destined for extraordinary encounters.

    Although her parents were a human-demon couple, their high status shielded them from persecution and hardship. However, her mother lost her powers in a struggle with the clan and became an ordinary woman, dedicating herself to raising Yun Yue.

    Life should have been peaceful and uneventful.

    But when Yun Yue turned fourteen, her dormant demon blood awakened, her cultivation soaring as if blessed by fate.

    She gained superhuman strength and instinctively grasped the mysteries of Yin techniques.

    But the awakening of her demon blood didn’t bring her good fortune. Instead, it attracted malicious enemies who coveted her bloodline.

    In the end, she witnessed the tragic death of her parents…

    Yun Yue was consumed by a vortex of hatred.

    She killed her enemies with all her might, tracking down and eliminating those behind the conspiracy… countless lives were lost at her hands.

    But as she avenged her parents’ deaths, she had already lost her way, her eyes blinded by bloodlust.

    She indulged in every pleasure, giving in to her primal instincts.

    She challenged, she fought, she killed… abandoning all emotions, lost in the thrill of battle.

    During this time, she met trustworthy friends, a young man who pursued her, and various good and bad people… but she missed it all.

    “By the time I came to my senses, shedding the bloodlust and longing for the lost connections, I had already spent almost a century in this Netherworld. The outside world must have changed beyond recognition.”

    Yun Yue sighed, a melancholic expression on her beautiful, sacred face. “It was my blindness that made me miss the happiness I could have had. I have no one to blame but myself.”

    “Senior…”

    Mao Ruoyu slowly sat up from her embrace, her eyes still swollen from crying, her voice hoarse. “Do you regret it?”

    “For the first hundred years, I regretted it deeply. But then, I didn’t regret it anymore.”

    Yun Yue smiled gently. “And now, I find myself reminiscing about the past. Perhaps as one grows old, it’s natural to dwell on memories.”

    “But you, young lady…” She gently caressed Mao Ruoyu’s face. “Do you feel better after crying?”

    “Thank you for your concern, Senior.”

    Seeing the tear stains on Yun Yue’s bosom, Mao Ruoyu quickly apologized. “I’m sorry for showing you my weakness.”

    But her heart did feel lighter now.

    “But Senior, sharing those painful memories with me…”

    “Don’t worry about it. Being able to share my past with someone brings me joy.”

    “You are truly a…”

    Mao Ruoyu sighed softly. “A kind and virtuous woman.”

    If it weren’t for Yun Yue’s constant comfort and support, she couldn’t imagine how miserable she would be, alone in this cold and desolate Netherworld.

    Yun Yue shook her head with a wry smile. “Your praise makes me happy, young lady.”

    “—Earlier, you mentioned everything except your romantic experiences.”

    Yun Yue said softly, a gentle smile on her face. “The one who has captured your heart so deeply must be a very handsome man?”

    “He’s indeed very…”

    Mao Ruoyu bit her lip, falling silent for a moment. As sadness welled up within her, she couldn’t help but sob softly.

    Seeing her grief, Yun Yue quickly leaned forward and embraced her. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought up such a sensitive topic. You should try to clear your mind, young lady, and avoid—”

    “…It’s alright.”

    Mao Ruoyu lowered her eyes and murmured, “Mr. Lin is a very reliable and humorous man. Although we’ve only known each other for a few months, every moment we spent together has made me fall deeply in love with him.”

    “I admire him, his extraordinary talent in music and literature, his divine-like power. I also cherish his care and concern for me, his respect and thoughtfulness.”

    She couldn’t help but smile faintly, her voice filled with longing. “He would never have guessed that I’m so foolish and blind, that just a little bit of kindness from him… has made me fall head over heels for him.”

    Yun Yue listened to her soft murmurs, each word filled with longing and attachment.

    Mao Ruoyu’s passionate love surprised her, but she also felt a pang of sympathy.

    Such a devoted woman, yet she was forever separated from her beloved.

    “Ugh?!”

    But at that moment, Mao Ruoyu suddenly clutched her chest and moaned, her body trembling uncontrollably.

    Yun Yue’s expression froze, then her face darkened. “Her soul is agitated, Yin energy overflowing, she can’t even resist the surrounding miasma?”

    She pondered for a moment, then summoned a stream of clear water from the lake, quickly enveloping Mao Ruoyu’s body until it formed a transparent sphere, a yard wide.

    She was about to reach out to help, but her movement suddenly stopped, her pupils constricting.

    “The aura of the Moon Soul Sacred Sect… she’s… the new Moon Shadow Saintess?”

    A deathly silence fell upon the cave.

    Her hand froze in mid-air, her eyes flickering.

    The warmth in her embrace lingered, and the heartfelt conversation echoed in her ears.

    Had her millennium of solitude truly cleansed her of all evil thoughts?

    Yun Yue was stunned for a long time, then chuckled self-deprecatingly.

    “This child… how could I possibly harm her?”

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 116

    Chapter 116: Trapped, Sorrow Unending

    Deep within the cave…

    “H-how is this possible?!”

    Mao Ruoyu’s face was etched with disbelief.

    She couldn’t believe it.

    She… didn’t dare to believe it!

    If what this woman said was true, did it mean she was going to be trapped here forever?!

    The thought sent shivers down her spine, and anxiety gripped her heart.

    After a moment of silence, she cried out in panic, “How can such a place exist? Is there no way to escape?”

    She frantically searched for an exit in the dimly lit cave.

    Even the slightest glimmer of light would give her hope, and she would fight with all her might to break free!

    As long as there was a chance, she would cling to it with all her strength, unafraid of death!

    But…

    “There’s no need to search, young lady. This cave is surrounded by impenetrable Netherworld walls.”

    Yun Yue sighed and pointed upwards. “Why don’t you look up?”

    “Eh?”

    Mao Ruoyu looked up instinctively.

    Then, she saw a massive, black, door-shaped rock embedded in the center of the cave ceiling, about ten feet high, covered in countless mysterious runes.

    Just looking at it made her feel dizzy, as if her consciousness was being pulled in.

    “T-that’s…”

    “That’s the only exit from this area, the Severing Gate that leads to the outer layer of the Netherworld.”

    Yun Yue tilted her head slightly and said softly, “This gate has been sealed for almost a thousand years. Ever since I was imprisoned in the Netherworld, it has never opened, not even once.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s eyes widened, her lips trembling slightly. “But Senior, haven’t you—”

    “I’ve tried everything.”

    Yun Yue smiled bitterly. “No matter what Yin techniques I used, no matter how much power I poured into it, I couldn’t even scratch this gate.

    The power of an entire realm, a thousand-year-old seal, how could it be so easily broken? If you don’t believe me, young lady, I’ll show you.”

    As soon as she finished speaking, a crescent moon of energy formed in her palm. She thrust her hand forward, sending it hurtling towards the gate.

    In an instant, a blinding light filled the cave!

    “Ugh?!”

    A terrifying shockwave slammed down from above, a deafening roar echoing in her ears.

    Mao Ruoyu’s expression changed, and she instinctively raised her arms to protect her head, almost losing her balance.

    As the light gradually faded, she opened her eyes with difficulty.

    Then, she was shocked to see that the gate above…

    Was completely unharmed.

    “…”

    That attack had been so powerful, it could have killed her dozens of times over. And yet…

    It couldn’t even leave a mark on the gate.

    “Cough, cough!”

    Mao Ruoyu quickly snapped back to reality and was shocked to see Yun Yue coughing up blood.

    “Senior?!” She quickly knelt down and supported Yun Yue’s shoulders. “Why are you coughing up blood…”

    “The gate is protected by countless restrictions. Any forceful attack will result in backlash.”

    Yun Yue waved her hand dismissively, a faint smile on her lips. “Don’t worry, young lady. I’ve endured this countless times. It’ll heal in an instant.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s lips parted slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end, she could only sigh dejectedly.

    She understood why the woman had done this…

    To crush any lingering hope she might have.

    Even with Senior Yun Yue’s unfathomable power, she couldn’t even scratch the gate and had been trapped here for centuries.

    What could she, with her meager strength, possibly do?

    Feeling drained of all energy, Mao Ruoyu collapsed onto the ground, her heart filled with despair.

    “…Senior, thank you for your efforts.”

    She murmured, her gaze empty.

    She had never expected such an unexpected turn of events on this trip. She was completely unprepared.

    Now, trapped in this cold and silent cave…

    What should she do?

    What could she possibly do?

    Seeing her despair, Yun Yue’s eyes filled with sadness. She reached out to comfort her.

    “S-Senior!”

    But at that moment, Mao Ruoyu’s expression changed abruptly, and she looked up urgently. “Is there any way to enter the Netherworld… from the outside?!”

    “Hmm?”

    Yun Yue blinked, her voice hesitant. “If you were brought here by some kind of technique, it might be possible to enter the Netherworld again using the same method.

    But are you really clinging to such unrealistic hopes, young lady? This is a one-way street. I advise you to let go of these thoughts and avoid further heartache and—”

    “No!”

    Mao Ruoyu shook her head frantically, her face filled with anxiety.

    Although it was just a slim possibility…

    If Mr. Lin knew she was trapped in the Netherworld, would he do something reckless?!

    He possessed extraordinary power, as mysterious and powerful as a celestial being. If he were to rashly enter the Netherworld…

    Her mind raced, her chest constricting with worry and fear, almost making her cry out. “Senior! Is there any way to contact the outside world? I can’t let my companion come near here, I can’t let him enter the Netherworld!”

    Yun Yue was stunned, her eyes widening slightly.

    “…”

    Seeing her silence, Mao Ruoyu panicked. She knelt down and said loudly, “Senior! Please forgive my boldness and selfishness. But he’s the only one I—”

    “Silly girl.”

    Yun Yue sighed softly, stopping her from kowtowing. “Our voices can’t reach the outside world.”

    Mao Ruoyu froze, her shoulders slumping in despair.

    “But don’t worry. The turmoil in the Netherworld has calmed down. It won’t randomly drag anyone else in.”

    Yun Yue comforted her gently. “Once the turmoil subsides, even those with divine powers won’t be able to break through the seal and enter this place.”

    “R-really?!”

    Mao Ruoyu’s voice trembled, tears welling up in her eyes. “You’re not lying to me, Senior?”

    “I promise.”

    Yun Yue’s expression softened, and she gently wiped away her tears. “The one you love will be safe.”

    Mao Ruoyu lowered her head, unable to hold back her sobs, clutching her hands tightly, trying to suppress the grief that surged within her.

    As long as Sir was safe… that was all that mattered.

    But she had never imagined that her own life would end here.

    Countless regrets and frustrations flooded her heart, turning into bitter tears that seemed to flow endlessly.

    Mao Ruoyu clutched her chest, her sadness indescribable.

    Her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

    She would never see him again, destined to spend the rest of her life alone in this Netherworld.

    She still had so much to say, so much to do…

    She hadn’t even had the chance to confess her feelings.

    “…”

    Yun Yue just sat quietly beside her, her gaze distant as she looked up at the stone gate.

    “I understand how you feel, young lady.”

    “Almost a thousand years ago, I was just like you, full of passion and dreams, looking forward to a bright future. But then disaster struck, and I was imprisoned in this Netherworld. Everyone and everything I knew was gone, leaving me alone, trapped in this place, unable to live or die, only able to cry day after day.”

    “I raged and struggled, trying to break free from this seal and regain my freedom. I also wallowed in self-pity, talking to myself to ease the pain. I even went mad, acting foolishly and doing ridiculous things.”

    “Only after centuries, when I had cried all my tears and exhausted all my anger, did I finally learn to accept my fate.”

    She sighed softly. “Our meeting here is fate, young lady. Seeing you reminds me of my past self… I don’t want you to suffer the same despair and walk the same path I did.

    I don’t know what words to say to comfort you, but I hope my experience can ease your pain.”

    “S-Senior…”

    Mao Ruoyu wiped away her tears. “Thank you for your comfort. I apologize for crying like this in front of you.”

    “Have you… let go of your sorrow?”

    “How can I forget these experiences?”

    Mao Ruoyu’s voice still trembled with sobs, but she managed to force a bitter smile. “But Sir has his own life. There are other women who are more suitable for him, who can stay by his side. As long as he’s safe, I’ll be happy for him here… and wish him a lifetime of happiness.”

    “…”

    Looking at her increasingly haggard expression, Yun Yue remained silent for a while. Then, she reached out and gently pulled Mao Ruoyu into her arms. Several azure fox tails materialized behind her, enveloping Mao Ruoyu’s body like a soft, warm bed.

    “If you’re hurting, young lady, just cry it out. Bottling it up will only hurt you more.”

    She held Mao Ruoyu’s head against her ample bosom, like a loving mother, gently stroking her hair. “I’ll listen to everything you have to say. And if you don’t mind, I can also tell you about… my past.”

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 115

    Chapter 115: The Black Mist Disperses, A Torn Passage

    “Wha—”

    Shang Yan thought his vision was blurring, and he quickly rubbed his eyes.

    But as he focused again, the figure in the black mist became even clearer!

    “—Mr. Lin?!”

    He couldn’t help but cry out in astonishment.

    The Yin energy was swirling around like a storm, Netherworld miasma filling the air. Even ordinary evil spirits and ghosts wouldn’t dare to approach.

    But how could this frail scholar walk towards them so calmly?!

    His exclamation also caught the attention of Yang Chanzhen, who was struggling to contain the black mist. She looked back instinctively.

    Seeing Lin Tianlu’s face, her eyes widened in surprise.

    “It’s you!”

    Lin Tianlu bowed from afar. “It’s good to see you again, Miss Yang.”

    Then, he turned to the old man and the young girl standing nearby.

    “Mr. Shang, what a coincidence to meet you again here.”

    “H-how did you—”

    “My companion disappeared from the restaurant. Her aura vanished completely. And then I saw this black mist, sensing a strange and ominous aura, so I came to investigate.”

    Lin Tianlu’s face was cold, his heart filled with anger.

    But the situation was unclear, so he forced himself to remain calm and said,

    “You three are the only ones who haven’t retreated from this area. I have to ask, do you know what’s happening here?”

    “Sir, you… you should run away! Leave Jianggai County, don’t stop!”

    Shang Yan waved his hands frantically. “That woman is already doomed. If you stay here, you’ll suffer the same fate!”

    Lin Tianlu’s expression turned serious. “Mr. Shang, please tell me what happened. I can’t abandon her and leave. Even if I die, at least let me die knowing the truth.”

    “You…” Shang Yan was speechless.

    Shang Han beside him forced a brave face and shouted, “Didn’t you hear Grandpa? He told you to run away!”

    “Miss Shang?”

    Tears welled up in her eyes as she cried out, “It’s better for one person to survive than for both of you to die here!”

    “Wait, young lady.”

    But at that moment, Yang Chanzhen flew back, landing between them.

    She panted slightly and turned to Lin Tianlu with a serious expression. “Mr. Lin, can you do anything about this black mist?”

    Unlike the Shang family, she still had a glimmer of hope…

    This man must possess extraordinary power!

    Lin Tianlu said in a deep voice, “What is this black mist?”

    “It’s miasma from the Netherworld, far more potent and malicious than ordinary Yin energy. I can’t hold it back for much longer alone. Please help me suppress it, or the entire town will be affected.”

    “…Alright!”

    Lin Tianlu nodded slightly and waved his hand.

    Instantly…

    The surging black mist was completely shattered!

    A terrifying wind swept through the air, even dispersing the dark clouds that had gathered in the sky, revealing the bright moon.

    “…”

    The wind died down, the thunder and howling ceased. The mansion, previously shrouded in black mist, was now clear. A gentle night breeze caressed their faces, leaving only a faint pillar of light standing in the courtyard.

    Yang Chanzhen blinked, staring at the man beside her in speechless astonishment.

    Behind them, Shang Yan and Shang Han were dumbfounded, as if in a dream.

    “…Sir, you truly possess great power.”

    Yang Chanzhen finally spoke, a hint of awe in her usually cold voice. “Even the Netherworld miasma is easily dispelled by you.”

    “So everything is alright now?”

    “No.”

    But she quickly shook her head. “Although your actions were astonishing, Sir, easily dispersing the black mist, it’s only temporary.”

    As soon as she finished speaking, wisps of black mist seeped out from the cracks in the pillar of light.

    Lin Tianlu’s eyes narrowed. “This is—”

    “Miss Yang, let me speak with Mr. Lin.”

    Shang Yan struggled to stand up with Shang Han’s help, composing himself, his face grave.

    “Alright.” Yang Chanzhen nodded curtly and flew back to continue her efforts.

    Lin Tianlu turned to Shang Yan and bowed respectfully. “Please enlighten me, Mr. Shang.”

    “As you can see, Sir, this pillar of light is the source of all this chaos. But this technique is only used to break the seal. What’s truly hidden behind it is… a place called the Netherworld. In mortal terms, it’s similar to the underworld.”

    “The underworld?”

    “This is the gate to the underworld.”

    Shang Yan shook his head. “That woman, Madam Mao, possesses Yin energy. She must have been forcefully dragged into the Netherworld. If she’s talented, she might be able to survive for a while…

    But the Netherworld is filled with danger, and there are even powerful demons trapped inside. I’m afraid she won’t last long.”

    These weren’t empty threats.

    Even if Shang Yan himself accidentally fell into the Netherworld, he would surely perish. Not to mention Mao Ruoyu, whose strength he had sensed. She was just an ordinary ghost practitioner.

    Lin Tianlu pondered. “Could you tell me how to enter the Netherworld, Mr. Shang?”

    “Y-you’re really going to your death?”

    Shang Yan’s expression changed. “You just dispelled the black mist, proving that your cultivation far surpasses mine. But the Netherworld miasma and the environment inside are completely different. Even if you possess divine powers, you’ll surely die if you enter!”

    “Don’t worry, Mr. Shang.”

    Lin Tianlu’s face was calm. “If I die, I’ll die with her. I’m not afraid of death. But if I abandon my companion and watch her suffer, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”

    Shang Yan’s expression flickered, and he sighed. “You’re truly admirable, Sir. If not for this situation, I would love to sit down and have a drink with you…

    But if you want to know how to enter the Netherworld, I can’t give you an answer.”

    “Why not?”

    “Legend has it that the Netherworld has been forbidden since ancient times, impossible to enter. With my level of cultivation, no matter what Yin techniques I use, I can’t forcefully break through. Not to mention that hundreds of years ago, a powerful being sealed the Netherworld completely, so it has been isolated from the world, gradually forgotten.”

    Shang Yan sighed. “If it were truly accessible, the demons inside would have already escaped, and the mortal world wouldn’t be so peaceful.”

    “What if the seal is broken?”

    “As far as I know, the seal is flawless. Even if it’s broken by external force, it can repair itself. And once you enter, you’ll never be able to leave.”

    Shang Yan sighed. “Mr. Lin, if you truly care about that woman… I can only advise you to stay here and pray that she’s lucky enough to escape. But trying to rescue her is simply wishful thinking.”

    Shang Han, her small figure trembling with anxiety, added, “P-please step back. If you get hurt, who will heal you?”

    Lin Tianlu looked up at the towering pillar of light, his gaze hardening.

    After a moment of silence, he took a step forward.

    “Mr. Lin!”

    “You fool!”

    Both Shang Yan and Shang Han cried out in alarm as they saw Lin Tianlu walking towards the pillar of light.

    Even Yang Chanzhen, who was struggling to hold back the black mist, couldn’t help but look over, her face filled with shock. “Wait—”

    But what happened next left the three of them dumbfounded.

    Lin Tianlu reached out with his five fingers and pierced through the pillar of light!

    Then, he pulled his hand to the side, tearing a dark tunnel through the pillar, large enough for a person to pass through.

    “Thank you for your advice, Mr. Shang.”

    He turned around and smiled faintly, stepping into the tunnel, his figure disappearing into the darkness.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 114

    Chapter 114: Netherworld Miasma, A Realm of Shadows

    Netherworld… Realm?

    Mao Ruoyu’s expression froze.

    Whether during her years of wandering or her decade of cultivation in the Lunar Valley, she had never heard of this strange place.

    And according to the woman’s description, it was incredibly dangerous and mysterious, not even part of the mortal world. How had she ended up here?

    Seemingly sensing her confusion, the white-haired woman smiled faintly. “I don’t know what happened to you, young lady. But entering the Netherworld is incredibly difficult, almost impossible.

    This realm has been severed from the mortal world and forcefully sealed. Even those with divine powers would struggle to reach this place.”

    “Then why am I…”

    “Although it’s impossible to forcefully enter the Netherworld, certain secret techniques can temporarily open a passage between this realm and the mortal world. However, after centuries, and with insufficient Yin energy, the passage has become unstable. Perhaps that’s why you were accidentally dragged in.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s expression flickered.

    Could the strange commotion she heard outside the restaurant have been someone casting such a technique in the county?

    And she was caught in the crossfire?

    “But if a mortal were to enter the Netherworld, they would surely perish. Even if a demon or ghost accidentally enters, they would be reduced to ashes, their soul trapped within the cliffs.”

    The white-haired woman tilted her head upwards, gesturing towards the frozen cave entrance above. “This Netherworld is filled with miasma, far more corrosive than ordinary Yin energy. Those creatures chasing you weren’t originally from the Netherworld. They were demons, ghosts, and souls who had their sense of self devoured by the miasma. They can’t escape, they can’t be reborn, they can only be trapped here for eternity, until they completely decay and turn to dust.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s face turned even paler.

    So that meant she was…

    “For a ghost practitioner to enter the Netherworld, they either need extraordinary strength or a protective treasure, or they must possess a strong soul.

    Those with weak souls would go mad within moments in this Netherworld, eventually becoming part of the demonic horde.”

    The white-haired woman looked at her with approval. “But your eyes are clear, young lady, your mind unaffected. This proves that you possess an extraordinary talent. There’s no need to worry about the miasma affecting you.”

    Mao Ruoyu was surprised.

    She actually had such a rare talent?

    She was about to say something when she suddenly felt a sharp, icy pain in her legs.

    “Ugh?!”

    She couldn’t help but moan, looking down in alarm.

    The skirt soaked in the lake water had somehow disintegrated, and her fair, plump legs were covered in blisters, as if being corroded.

    “Wha—”

    Only then did she realize with horror that the lake water was filled with an incredibly high concentration of Yin energy, now actively eroding her body!

    The stinging pain made her face pale, and she almost lost her balance.

    But there was nowhere to stand except for the spot where the white-haired woman sat in the middle of the lake. To reach the shore, she would have to swim through dozens of feet of this corrosive water.

    “Don’t be afraid, young lady.”

    The white-haired woman quickly reassured her. “This lake water is formed from countless treasures, even containing traces of the Essence of Yin. It’s deadly poison to ordinary people, but for you, although it will be painful at first, even a little contact can greatly enhance your cultivation, even transform your body completely.”

    “Thank you… Senior, for explaining.”

    Mao Ruoyu gritted her teeth, her legs still trembling slightly.

    Seeing her trembling, the white-haired woman sighed softly.

    “But enduring such pain is too much to ask of you.”

    As soon as she finished speaking, Mao Ruoyu felt a gentle force lifting her up, carrying her across the lake and gently placing her beside the white-haired woman.

    “My name is Yun Yue. May I know your name, young lady?”

    Mao Ruoyu quickly steadied herself and bowed.

    “My name is Mao Ruoyu. Thank you for your kindness, Senior.”

    “It’s rare to see a living person. I can’t help but feel a bit of sympathy for you.”

    Yun Yue smiled faintly. “And now that I see you up close, you’re truly a beauty. I can’t bear to see you suffer.”

    Although this stranger seemed cold and aloof, like a celestial being, she was surprisingly humble and gentle, her words filled with kindness.

    Mao Ruoyu was a bit surprised, but also relieved.

    Fortunately, this woman didn’t seem to have any malicious intent. With her strength, she would be completely helpless against her.

    But her eyes flickered, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.

    From a distance, she had only seen a blurry image. But now, up close, she realized how seductive the woman’s attire was.

    The thin gauze draped over her shoulders, crisscrossing and barely covering her ample bosom, revealing her skin.

    Only a few silk ribbons at her waist held her robe together, and her kneeling posture pushed her rounded buttocks up, most of it spilling out of her skirt. The curves were like a full moon, a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

    Sensing her gaze, Yun Yue saw the blush on her face and chuckled softly, brushing her hair back. “We’re both women, Mao Ruoyu, why are you so shy?”

    “I-it’s just your clothes, Senior…”

    “I’m the only one here all year round, so I dress casually.”

    Yun Yue tilted her head slightly. “But your shyness, Mao Ruoyu, might be due to the difference in our eras. And besides—”

    A playful smile appeared on her lips.

    Then, to Mao Ruoyu’s surprise, a fluffy fox tail materialized behind her, seemingly made of azure flames, its tip flickering with light.

    “I have a bit of demon blood in me. Naturally, I’m different from ordinary people.”

    “Senior, you’re actually… a demon?!”

    “Indeed.”

    Mao Ruoyu murmured, “There really are such things in this world…”

    Seeing her shocked expression, Yun Yue’s eyes flickered, and she sighed. “It seems time truly flows differently here.

    I’ve been trapped in this place for centuries, completely unaware of what’s happening in the outside world. It’s rare to meet someone like you. Would you like to sit down and chat with me?”

    Mao Ruoyu snapped back to reality and quickly apologized.

    “Please forgive me, Senior. I have a companion waiting for me outside. I can’t stay here for too long…”

    Yun Yue shook her head. “Give up those thoughts, young lady.”

    “W-why?”

    “Even though a technique was used to forcefully open the passage, once you enter the Netherworld, the seal between the two realms will reactivate, turning this place back into a prison, isolated from the mortal world.”

    The gentle smile on Yun Yue’s face faded, replaced by a look of pity. “In other words, you have no way out, young lady. You can never leave the Netherworld.”

    Mao Ruoyu froze, her heart trembling.

    She… couldn’t leave?

    This Netherworld was a one-way street. Could it be that she was really…

    Going to be stuck here for centuries, just like Senior Yun Yue?!

    Boom!

    The celestial phenomenon intensified, the surging black mist showing no signs of receding, its power only growing!

    Yang Chanzhen danced her sleeves, summoning streaks of azure light to disperse the overflowing black mist, refusing to retreat.

    But Shang Yan was on the verge of collapsing, repeatedly falling to his knees from exhaustion. To help, he had even taken out the precious jade he used to preside over the Path of the Netherworld ritual, channeling all his power into his Yin techniques.

    But…

    His techniques were on the verge of collapsing, and something seemed to be stirring within the Netherworld passage, greedily absorbing the surrounding life essence and Yin energy!

    “…”

    Shang Yan stood there as if oblivious, clutching the jade sphere tightly, his mind racing.

    “The Netherworld is opening… unstoppable… fate is changing.”

    His face turned pale, and a look of fear appeared in his eyes.

    “Could it be that the legendary upheaval is truly upon us? Even the demons of the Netherworld are trying to seize this opportunity to return and claim their destiny?!”

    His technique suddenly shattered, and he was thrown back several feet, collapsing onto the ground, trembling.

    Shang Han, who had been protected behind him, coughed up blood and staggered towards him.

    “Miss Shang, stop.”

    Yang Chanzhen’s voice rang out beside her ear.

    “Your determination is admirable. But you’re no match for the Netherworld miasma. Fighting any further will only lead to your death.”

    “But Grandpa—”

    “Han’er.”

    But Shang Yan had calmed down.

    He exhaled slowly, placing his hand on her shoulder with a serious expression. “Let me ask you, do you have the courage to fight and kill in this chaotic world?”

    Shang Han looked at him in surprise. “Grandpa, what are you talking about…”

    “I raised you from childhood and guided you on the path of a ghost practitioner.”

    Shang Yan’s voice was heavy. “After the new year, great changes will occur. The order that has stood for centuries might be completely overturned. You will inevitably face battles and struggles, and you will inevitably encounter situations like this again.”

    “Look at this Netherworld. Are you afraid?”

    Shang Han froze, instinctively looking up.

    A moment later, she was drenched in cold sweat, her limbs trembling. The terrifying aura of the abyss almost made her collapse.

    “You… are just like other ghost practitioners.”

    Shang Yan sighed sadly, his figure seeming to shrink even further.

    Shang Han gritted her teeth and said with difficulty, “I know my talent is mediocre, and I’m ashamed to have disappointed you, Grandpa. But you’re seriously injured. We need to leave—”

    “Others can retreat, but I can’t.”

    Shang Yan sighed. “This Jianggai County is under my jurisdiction. Although the lives of mortals don’t concern me, if the Netherworld passage goes completely out of control, half the town will be dragged in, with countless casualties. I have a duty to stay here.”

    “Grandpa!”

    “Han’er, you’re no longer able to fight. Retreat now, as far as you can.”

    Shang Yan flicked his sleeve, pushing her back forcefully. “This Netherworld is incredibly dangerous. If your aura leaks out, even you will be instantly destroyed. This place— Eh?”

    He suddenly stopped speaking.

    A bewildered look appeared on his aged face.

    Because out of the corner of his eye, he saw a handsome scholar walking towards them, completely unfazed by the raging wind and thunder!

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 113

    Chapter 113: A Netherworld Conspiracy

    Netherworld.

    Just those two words sent shivers down Shang Yan’s spine, his face paling with fear.

    Ordinary ghosts, upon hearing this name, might not react, unaware of its significance.

    But he had lived for two hundred years, traveled extensively, encountered countless legends and ancient tales, and was a member of the Luo Xing. Naturally, he had heard of the infamous “Netherworld.”

    Unlike the realm of ghosts accessed through the Path of the Netherworld, the Netherworld… was a truly perilous and forbidden land!

    “But legend has it that the Netherworld was sealed by the Grandmaster centuries ago. Why would it—”

    “The Lingluo Valley is behind this. Qiu Fei’s Lingluo Secret Art is treacherous and unpredictable. It seems she’s using the Yin energy gathered for the Path of the Netherworld ritual to break the seal.”

    Yang Chanzhen flicked her sleeves repeatedly, dispersing the incoming black mist. “Centuries ago, the Lingluo Valley seemed to have some connection with a powerful demon in the Netherworld. Perhaps that’s how they learned the secret technique to break the seal.”

    Shang Yan didn’t have the time to dwell on such ancient tales.

    Looking at the increasingly fierce and overwhelming black mist, his heart filled with unease. He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up.

    “Is the Netherworld truly opening?”

    “No.”

    But Yang Chanzhen shook her head. “Look closely. The Netherworld passage is only slightly open, the seal is still intact. Those powerful demons trapped inside can’t escape.”

    Shang Yan’s eyes narrowed. “So that means—”

    “The Lingluo woman must have made thorough preparations for her scheme.”

    Yang Chanzhen’s voice was heavy. “Since the Netherworld demons can’t come here directly, they’ll work from within, ‘choosing’ suitable vessels in the county. They’ve probably already selected their target and are using this opportunity to break the seal under everyone’s noses.

    The only way to counter this is to disperse the overflowing Netherworld miasma before the demon emerges and completely close the passage. Only then can Jianggai County escape this calamity… But stopping this will be incredibly dangerous.”

    As soon as she finished speaking, several blasts of black mist crashed down!

    Yang Chanzhen’s expression turned serious. Her slender fingers flickered, and azure light erupted, forcefully dispersing the black mist.

    But the shockwave made her stumble back a few steps.

    “Mr. Shang, I’ll handle the situation here. Take your granddaughter and leave as soon as possible.”

    Although she had a plan, it was just a theory.

    Dispersing the Netherworld miasma would be incredibly difficult.

    Otherwise, Qiu Fei wouldn’t have been so confident, as if victory was already within her grasp.

    But…

    “My roots… are here in this county. How can I leave?”

    Shang Yan was silent for a moment, then endured his internal injuries and channeled his energy, shouting.

    With a flick of his sleeves, black light surged out. “Even if it costs me my life, I will protect Jianggai County!”

    Yang Chanzhen was stunned by his resolute expression.

    He was a demon, yet he cared so much for a mortal town…

    “Grandpa, I’ll help you!”

    A young voice suddenly rang out.

    Shang Yan’s heart trembled, and he looked back to see his petite granddaughter, Shang Han, running towards him. She pulled out the wooden hairpin from her bun, bit her lip, and threw it with all her might. It transformed into a streak of light, slashing through the black mist like a deadly weapon.

    “Han’er, you—”

    “If Grandpa isn’t afraid of death, then neither am I!” Shang Han’s face was cold and determined as she formed hand seals. “We will protect the academy, defend against enemies, and never retreat!”

    Shang Yan’s expression flickered, then he looked up and shouted,

    “…Good! You’re truly my granddaughter, so courageous at such a young age!”

    “Since we’re already here, let’s give it our all!”

    Seeing the grandfather and granddaughter risking their lives, working together to stop the spread of the black mist, Yang Chanzhen sighed softly.

    They were both people of unwavering determination.

    Very well, then she would fight this Netherworld… with everything she had.

    Crack!

    A strange sound rang out, and the world around her darkened.

    Mao Ruoyu stumbled, disoriented, a wave of warmth surging within her. She quickly steadied herself.

    She rubbed her forehead, her mind still hazy, then shook her head to clear her thoughts. She looked around in confusion.

    Where was she?

    She had been in the restaurant just now…

    “Sir?”

    She called out tentatively.

    “Sir?!”

    There was no response.

    The scene before her was no longer the streets of Jianggai County, but a vast and gloomy tunnel, like a damp cave in the mountains.

    Behind her was a solid wall covered in moss, with no visible exit, as if her path was completely blocked.

    There was only one way forward: into the darkness.

    But as she looked ahead, Mao Ruoyu’s face turned pale. The chilling coldness that enveloped her body filled her with fear.

    She didn’t know what had happened.

    She had been with Lin Tianlu in the restaurant, just about to stand up, when her feet suddenly felt unsteady.

    Then, the world around her had changed instantly.

    It had all happened so suddenly.

    “Hoo!”

    Mao Ruoyu clutched her chest with her right hand, taking several deep breaths to calm herself down.

    She couldn’t panic.

    Although the environment was strange and eerie, if she lost her composure, she would be too afraid to move.

    “First, I need to find a way to escape…”

    Her thoughts suddenly stopped.

    Because she quickly realized that the wall behind her… wasn’t made of earth.

    It was…

    Countless black bones.

    Skeletons piled upon each other, forming a terrifying wall that stretched as far as her eyes could see. A chilling aura emanated from it, making her step back in fear.

    “C-could this be the real… Path of the Netherworld?”

    Crack!

    Suddenly, a skull on the wall turned, its empty sockets staring at her.

    A chill ran down Mao Ruoyu’s spine, her pupils constricted, and an uncontrollable fear surged within her.

    “He… he…”

    The skull slowly emerged from the wall, its jaw trembling, letting out a chilling, low rasp.

    Then, it opened its mouth wide, letting out a sharp shriek. A shadowy, almost tangible figure formed around it, lunging towards her!

    “Ugh!”

    Mao Ruoyu’s heart pounded, and she quickly raised her hand, casting the Yin technique she had prepared.

    As a ripple of energy spread out, the terrifying creature, almost upon her, suddenly froze in mid-air.

    But its body was still trembling, as if struggling desperately to break free from the control of the Yin technique!

    “This is no ordinary demon or ghost!”

    Mao Ruoyu gritted her teeth, maintaining the technique as she quickly glanced around the wall.

    But with just one look, she was horrified to see that the skeletons embedded in the wall were all trembling, as if about to come alive!

    —This is bad!

    She had initially planned to stay put and wait for rescue, but the current situation… didn’t allow her to linger any longer!

    With that thought, she quickly shouted, forcefully dispersing the demon before her. Without hesitation, she turned and ran.

    There was no way back, no place to hide. She could only run forward!

    “Ha… ha…”

    Mao Ruoyu didn’t know how long she had been running. She was drenched in sweat, her body exhausted and numb.

    But she couldn’t stop.

    Glancing back, she saw countless skeletal demons roaring and shrieking, chasing after her relentlessly. If she stopped for even a moment, she would be torn to shreds!

    “Ah?!”

    But Mao Ruoyu suddenly felt her foot stepping into empty air. With a scream, she tumbled over the edge of a cliff.

    Splash!

    She fell into a pool of water, struggling and sputtering before finally managing to stand up, coughing violently.

    “Roar—!!”

    The roars of demons came from above, making Mao Ruoyu tremble. She instinctively looked up.

    Countless demons surged out of the cave, roaring and shrieking, like a black torrent, pouring towards her!

    Mao Ruoyu’s face turned pale, and she instinctively raised her hand to cast another Yin technique, making a last stand.

    But at that moment, a wave of ice swept over them, instantly shattering and obliterating the demons. The chilling cold transformed into a howling storm, forcing the remaining demons back.

    “…”

    Mao Ruoyu stared blankly at the spectacular sight, the cliff above frozen into a massive ice wall.

    Her body trembling, she quickly turned to look in the direction the ice had come from…

    It was a vast pool of water.

    As if in a dream, sparkling ice crystals danced and spun around her, a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

    But what shocked Mao Ruoyu the most was the figure kneeling in the center of the pool.

    A woman with white hair.

    Her ethereal beauty and aloof aura captivated Mao Ruoyu at first glance.

    But her attire was a bit strange. A blue dress and white gauze were intricately wrapped around her body, accentuating her curves and revealing her long, slender legs. Her body was almost bare, a seductive yet sacred sight. Her snow-white hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her silk robe floated around her like ripples in the water.

    “I didn’t expect anyone to stumble into this place after hundreds of years.”

    The white-haired woman smiled faintly.

    “And with such mediocre strength, to actually make it here unharmed. How peculiar.”

    Mao Ruoyu instinctively tried to sense her aura, but was surprised to find that there was nothing.

    She quickly bowed. “May I ask who you are, Senior?”

    “I’m no senior. Just an ordinary ghost practitioner who was trapped here long ago… Nothing special.” The white-haired woman chuckled softly. “Our encounter is quite a coincidence.”

    “I still have to thank you for saving me, Senior. Otherwise, I would have been devoured by those demons.”

    Mao Ruoyu’s expression was complex. “But could you tell me where we are and why there are so many demons here?”

    “Oh?”

    The white-haired woman looked surprised.

    “You don’t recognize this place?”

    “I was in a town not long ago, planning to participate in the Path of the Netherworld…”

    “Path of the Netherworld?”

    The white-haired woman looked confused, but then continued, “I don’t know what that is. But this realm is called the ‘Netherworld,’ a place beyond the mortal world, where countless demons and ghosts are sealed.”