frightfiction Chapter 1843
Chapter 1843
Zi Mo's blue robe and dress were the most understated and reserved, which suited her personality.
Tianxing is the most fiery, with a carefree and impulsive personality. Perhaps it's because she and Chen Xuan have shared forbidden fruit multiple times, but her temperament stands out among the other five sisters.
Six figures, each imbued with their own spiritual energy, rushed out of the mansion. Upon seeing Chen Xuan emerge from seclusion, their eyes were filled with the joy of reunion.
Chen Xuan and his Daoist companions only spent three days together before leaving the Immortal Abode World with Bai Li. Calculating the time, the one-year agreement he had made with Zi Mang was approaching, and he didn't want to keep her waiting any longer since she had helped him in the first place.
The moment I stepped out of the inner world of the immortal abode, the wind from the outside blew in my face, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees, which was incredibly refreshing.
This place remains exactly as it was a year ago: distant green mountains are like dark eyebrows, clouds and mist swirl among the peaks, and the spiritual energy floating in the air is still the familiar pale gold, forming a stark contrast with the passage of three hundred years within the immortal abode.
Bai Li peeked out from Chen Xuan's wrist, her divine sense spreading out and scanning the distant mountains and forests. Suddenly, she licked her lips and whispered, "Master, Bai Li wants to eat roasted meat."
Chen Xuan smiled and nodded in agreement: "Go ahead, just find some ordinary wild animals, no need to harm the demonic beasts that give birth to spiritual plants."
"Hehe, I know!" Bai Li replied, then transformed into a streak of black light and "whoosh" sped away towards the distant mountains and forests, disappearing in an instant.
Night fell quickly, and the sky was filled with stars. The supreme moon hung in the center, and the bright moonlight poured down like a waterfall, reflecting over an endless distance and falling on billions of stars in the universe. Even the rocks, flowers, grass, and trees on the ground trembled slightly, greedily absorbing the spiritual energy of the moonlight.
Chen Xuan sat on a huge beast's pelt, with several jade plates in front of him. The plates were filled with celestial fruits grown by the five immortals of the Immortal Abode—red like fire and green like jade, each bite overflowing with spiritual energy.
Next to it was a jar of strong liquor, brewed by the descendants of the Five Immortals according to the ancient Longxia method. As soon as the jar was opened, the rich aroma of the liquor wafted out.
In front of the bonfire not far away, Bai Li was intently tending to the barbecue grill. The dry wood crackled and popped as it burned, and sparks would occasionally fly up, landing on the surrounding bluestone before quickly going out.
The aroma of roasted meat mixed with the faint fragrance of ambergris was carried by the night breeze around Chen Xuan twice, and even the ancient seal script on the ancient book he held in his hands seemed to have been touched by the smell of smoke.
Chen Xuan twirled the pages of the book with his fingertips, occasionally turning a page and glancing at the words on it. He then picked up his wine cup, tilted his head back, and drank a mouthful of strong liquor. The liquor went down his throat with a burning warmth, sliding down into his stomach, making him sigh softly with pleasure.
However, just as Bai Li sprinkled seasoning on the roasted meat, a burst of laughter suddenly echoed from the distant void. The voice was clear and melodious, carrying a familiar and hearty quality:
"Haha, Brother Chen Xuan, you truly have a refined taste! It seems I'm in for a treat today!"
Upon hearing the voice, Chen Xuan immediately put down the ancient book in his hand, stood up, and looked in the direction from which the sound came, a smile playing on his lips:
"Have friends come from afar."
wow——
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint purple ripple suddenly appeared in the distant void, and a figure walked on the waves.
The boy was dressed in purple, with dark cloud and wave patterns embroidered on the hem, which fluttered gently with his movements; the scabbard of the ancient sword slung across his back gleamed with a cold silver light, and the purple tassels tied to the hilt swayed, adding a touch of liveliness.
As he landed, his toes lightly touched the ground, kicking up a few fallen leaves warmed by the campfire—the purple reeds he hadn't seen for a year.
"Brother Zimang, please!" When Chen Xuan saw Zimang's figure, a smile instantly spread across his face, and the lines at the corners of his eyes were softened by the sparks dancing in the campfire.
Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting dappled silver light on his shoulders and onto the huge fur-covered "seat," the soft, plush texture spreading up his clothes.
Zi Mang strode forward and grabbed Chen Xuan's wrist—the force of her fingertips touching his warm skin carried the familiarity of a long-awaited reunion. The two stepped onto the fur side by side, the long hairs at the ends of their tails lightly brushing against their ankles, as if a living creature had brushed against them.
"I've made you wait a whole year, and now that the sect mission is finally over, I can finally relax."
As soon as Zi Mang sat down, the rich aroma of wine wafting from the jade jar immediately drew his attention. His gaze was instantly fixed on the warm jade jar, carved with dark patterns, the amber-colored wine shimmering like scattered gold in the moonlight.
Chen Xuan chuckled, picked up the jade cup and filled it for him: "Come, I toast Brother Zi Mang." As the wine was poured, fine white foam rolled down the rim of the cup, like crushed stars.
"Very well, Brother Chen Xuan, let us drink this cup together!"
Zi Mang tilted his head back and gulped down the liquor. The moment the strong liquor entered his throat, his Adam's apple suddenly bobbed—a scorching line of fire shot down from his throat to his abdomen, as if a small flame had exploded in his internal organs. Before the burning sensation could spread, the "flame" transformed into countless strands of pure spiritual energy, flowing rapidly along the eight extraordinary meridians. Even his pores were stretched open slightly by the spiritual energy.
He sighed, his eyes shining brightly: "Good wine! Brother Chen Xuan, what is the name of this wine? Where can I buy it?" As he spoke, he snatched the wine jar, filled another cup, and rubbed the rim of the cool jade cup with his fingertips.
"This wine is called 'Fierce Concealment,' brewed by the medicinal beasts of my immortal abode using a hundred kinds of spiritual flowers and a thousand-year-old cold spring." Chen Xuan tapped the wine jar lightly with his fingertips. "If Brother Zi Mang likes it, I can give you several tons without any problem."
Startled, Zi Guang hurriedly waved his hand, the wind from his sleeve causing the wine in the jade cup to swirl.
"This kind of immortal wine is too precious. Just send a few jars to my master who loves wine as much as his life. He loves to tinker with brewing wine and he will be overjoyed when he sees it."
The two talked non-stop once they started.
The conversation only stopped when Bai Li arrived carrying a charcoal-grilled sika deer.
The sika deer was roasted until it shone with oil, its dark brown skin sizzling and dripping with fat. When it fell into the campfire, it ignited into tiny blue flames, and the aroma of cumin and chili peppers instantly overpowered the fragrance of alcohol.
Bai Li, dressed in a plain white dress, walked barefoot on the grass. She stood beside Chen Xuan with her hands at her sides, like a quiet white magnolia. The firelight cast a faint shadow on her eyelashes as she listened to the guests and hosts discussing anecdotes about cultivating immortality, her little face full of curiosity.
As she spoke, Zi Mang suddenly remembered something and looked at Chen Xuan in a solemn tone: "Brother Chen Xuan, instead of sending you to the Heartless Realm to become a disciple, there is something I need you to decide right now."
"Oh? What is it?" Chen Xuan picked up a bright red spiritual fruit. The peel broke at the touch of his finger, and sweet juice overflowed from between his fingers.
"It's still about the Sacred Kirin's origin." Zi Mang drew circles on the jade plate with her fingertips, and as she sighed, strands of her hair brushed against the wine cup.
“You killed Qiu Zixian and Shen Yu’s clones. They are unwilling to accept this and want to return to the Qilin Star Region.”