“Thirty thousand years, even if I give you thirty thousand years, what will it matter if you reach the Daluo Golden Immortal realm? The King of Chaos is a powerhouse among the Daluo Golden Immortals.
It’s not just thirty thousand years; even if you cultivate for three hundred thousand years, you wouldn’t be a match for that Demon King,” the Liuyun Pavilion Sect Leader said with dissatisfaction, tapping her cane.
Her disciple actually dared to haggle with her.
Fairy Qingxia said with a mournful voice, “If Master does not agree, your disciple is prepared to die right here and now.”
The old crone’s face turned iron blue, but she was also afraid that Fairy Qingxia might really kill herself on the spot. If that happened, Liuyun Pavilion would lose the opportunity to form an alliance with Accumulated Thunder Mountain.
Accumulated Thunder Mountain was the most powerful Immortal Sect of the Demon Race within a radius of a hundred million miles, and it was allied with the Nine Holy Mountains, Jueyun Ridge, and other Demon Race Immortal Sects, notoriously fearsome throughout the lands.
If the Liuyun Pavilion of Yuhua Mountain could join the alliance of Accumulated Thunder Mountain, it would become the strongest Sect in the Yuhua Domain.
After much hesitation, the old crone finally made a tough choice, “As your master, I can plead for you with the King of Chaos, but you must swear a blood oath—if you cannot defeat the King of Chaos after thirty thousand years, you must not commit suicide; instead, you must marry it. You cannot defy this oath; otherwise, your soul will disperse on the spot.
And your beloved will also never reincarnate.”
Fairy Qingxia’s expression showed a struggle.
Thirty thousand years was too short for a Daluo Golden Immortal. If she swore a blood oath and still was no match for the King of Chaos after that time, she would be forced to marry the King of Chaos according to the oath.
Lu Changsheng gave Fairy Qingxia a glimmer of hope, and Fairy Qingxia could only put her faith in Lu Changsheng, gambling with her own fate.
“Your disciple is willing to swear the blood oath, but within these thirty thousand years, Master must not send someone to assassinate that person. I’ve bound myself with a Soul Binding Curse with him; should he die, I too would commit suicide,” she said.
Fairy Qingxia knew that her master would stop at nothing for the Sect and might very well kill Grandmaster Taixu, thereby completely severing Fairy Qingxia’s attachment, so she specifically added a condition that Grandmaster Taixu must stay alive.
A trace of ruthlessness flickered deep in the old crone’s eyes; she had indeed considered secretly killing Grandmaster Taixu to make Fairy Qingxia give up completely.
The Soul Binding Curse would link their lives, such that if one died, the other’s soul would disperse immediately. With Fairy Qingxia and Grandmaster Taixu’s lives now linked, she could no longer take drastic measures.
In the end, the old crone nodded, “As your master, I promise you, I will not harm him. After thirty thousand years, you must break the Soul Binding Curse.”
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In Fairy Qingxia’s palace, when Fairy Qingxia returned, Lu Changsheng, Grandmaster Taixu, and Shangguan Zhao’er all stood up.
From Fairy Qingxia’s expression, it was evident the terms had been negotiated.
“Taixu, you should go to Tianxuan Mountain to cultivate. We still have thirty thousand years. As for the matters after thirty thousand years…”
Fairy Qingxia could not bear to speak of the content of the blood oath.
Thirty thousand years was extremely short; she was not even confident that she could advance to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.
If she could not defeat the King of Chaos after thirty thousand years, she would have no choice but to marry the King of Chaos.
But the King of Chaos had cultivated for over a million years; how easy could it be to aspire to defeat it after just another thirty thousand years of cultivation?
“The matters of thirty thousand years later will be handled by the younger generation.”
Lu Changsheng was confident that within thirty thousand years, he could break through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm. Perhaps by then, he might not be a match for the King of Chaos.
If it really came to that, he could still ask his master to join forces with him and together defeat the King of Chaos.
This was the only method to turn the situation around.
“You have been kind to both of us, and if you truly can change our fate, we will find a way to repay you in the future,” Fairy Qingxia could only hope that Lu Changsheng truly had a way to break this seemingly inescapable situation of certain death.
“Sure thing,” Lu Changsheng replied nonchalantly, simply wishing to settle this unfair affair. If he could gain the favor of two people with the Spirit Sword Physique, Lu Changsheng naturally wouldn’t mind.
Fairy Qingxia would certainly become a Daluo Golden Immortal.
Grandmaster Taixu’s qualifications were almost on par with Fairy Qingxia’s, and what was even more remarkable was that Grandmaster Taixu was the first man Lu Changsheng knew to have survived a failed Tribulation, enduring the loneliness and living a thousand lifetimes as a mortal.
With such fortitude, his future achievements might even surpass those of Fairy Qingxia.
Lu Changsheng’s vision was far-reaching; he was not just focused on the immediate situation.
Grandmaster Taixu took a deep breath, feeling the pressure, but as an unparalleled genius, he would not give in easily, “Qingxia, I will cultivate with all my might during these thirty thousand years.”
“Mmm, I believe in you,” Fairy Qingxia said, and before Grandmaster Taixu left, they embraced each other.
Afterward, Grandmaster Taixu followed Lu Changsheng back to Jinglong Mountain.
Suddenly, an immensely terrifying divine sense fluctuation attacked. The Soul-Collecting Ring emitted an invisible light, shielding Lu Changsheng from this fearsome divine sense fluctuation.
“You imp, if you continue to meddle in this matter, I will make sure your soul scatters,” the divine sense fluctuation transformed into a loud thunder in Lu Changsheng’s Sea of Consciousness, nearly completely shattering it!
The Heavenly Earth Mystical Yellow Exquisite Pagoda, as if aware of the danger to Lu Changsheng, moved on its own to his Sea of Consciousness, shining with the radiance of ten thousand treasures, stabilizing it.
Impervious to All Laws!
“Eh?” the old crone let out a sound of surprise.
The emergence of the Heavenly Earth Mystical Yellow Exquisite Pagoda in Lu Changsheng’s Sea of Consciousness was beyond her expectations.
The exact grade of the Heavenly Earth Mystical Yellow Exquisite Pagoda was difficult to estimate.
What astounded the old crone the most was that Lu Changsheng possessed such a treasure—so what exactly was Lu Changsheng’s background?
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It really is hard to say.
The old crone scared herself with her own thoughts.
Cultivation is not just about competing for power and engaging in slaughter; one must also consider the relationships behind the scenes.