“If those Dao Lineages found out, they’d probably go crazy, right?”
Su Qingmeng leaned on the table with both hands, a mischievous smile on her face, gazing at the bottle of sparkling white innate immortal liquid, her eyes seemingly glowing.
“Ye’er, quickly give me some! If my Peach Blossom Immortal Land could be irrigated with innate immortal liquid…”
“Tsk tsk…”
“Who knows, it might Cultivate many top-grade Spirit Plants!”
Her voice was light and filled with anticipation.
Unlike Su Hongye’s dignified and stern demeanor, Su Qingmeng was naturally lively and cunning.
At this moment, she was completely like a little fox eager for candy.
Jiang Ye didn’t speak, just smiled and nodded, being very generous.
Everything he did, in the end, was for his family.
He didn’t lack a Dao path, nor did he lack good fortune, but Su Hongye and Su Qingmeng—one was his most respected mother, and the other was his aunt whom he had been close to since childhood—if he could help them, it was naturally for the best.
Moreover.
The innate immortal liquid, in the end, was a creation that nourished heaven and earth and promoted the growth of spiritual objects.
Its efficiency for actual Cultivation was not very great.
Instead, using it to irrigate Earthly Spiritual Roots and Spirit Medicine, as Su Qingmeng suggested, was more in line with its intrinsic value.
But Su Hongye, who was beside them, remained silent. She had been staring intently at the liquid in the white jade bottle the entire time.
The puddle of liquid gently rippled at the bottom of the bottle, semi-transparent, with faint light subtly floating within it, like the glow of dawn mist, or like some solidified Immortal Qi.
Yet, deep within that radiance, there were faint, dark Nether Runes slowly moving.
“Mother?”
“Is something wrong?”
Seeing her unusual expression, Jiang Ye quickly asked.
Su Hongye slowly withdrew her gaze, her eyes slightly narrowed, her tone serious and deep: “Ye’er, this puddle of liquid… where did you get it from?”
Her tone had obviously become much more solemn.
Hearing this, Jiang Ye also looked down.
The Fusion of Nine Nether Qi and Innate Creation Qi was not like pure innate immortal liquid, but rather like some kind of… transformed, fused substance.
Wasn't this from the stone pond, those parts of the innate immortal liquid that were contaminated by Nine Nether Qi?
Previously, Ye Qingyun was half-dead, soaking in that stone pond.
He almost gained a great fortune.
Jiang Ye pondered slightly, and at the same time, explained to Su Hongye, also telling her about the slaying of Ye Qingyun.
Su Hongye frowned deeply, her expression becoming even more solemn.
Her Divine Thought swept over the pale white liquid again, and she faintly sensed a completely new power.
Within the pure Innate power, there was an extremely refined Nether Dao essence!
“Ye Qingyun…”
“It sounds like this little mongrel has quite a bit of good fortune…”
Su Qingmeng, who was beside them, narrowed her eyes, her tone carrying a profound depth.
Su Hongye, however, remained silent.
After a long while.
Su Hongye finally spoke, her voice deep: “I’ll take this puddle of liquid, and I’ll go into secluded Cultivation as soon as I return!”
Jiang Ye’s eyes widened in shock, and he instinctively guessed the reason.
He tentatively asked: “Mother, is this…?”
Su Hongye interrupted: “Zhong Tianyi’s method, while it can also refine the Immortal Demon Physique, is complex in process, cumbersome in steps, and requires Foundation Establishment, suppression, and harmonization of Yin and Yang step by step before the Saint Realm. Its efficiency is ridiculously low.”
“But this puddle of liquid is a natural Fusion of innate immortal liquid and Nine Nether Qi, inherently possessing a certain ‘balance’.”
“Because of this, bathing in it can greatly enhance the Physique’s Origin, and even directly reshape the Physical Body.”
“And within it, there are complete Yin and Yang polar forces, which are precisely the fundamental conditions for the Nine Nether Immortal Demon Body!”
As she spoke, her eyes glowed with intense fervor.
“Moreover, compared to the Nine Nether Immortal Demon Body that is painstakingly ground out of a person, if I succeed, it will be a true pure-blood Physique!”
“Without any Impurities!”
Jiang Ye immediately understood, drawing a sharp breath.
“No wonder…”
He exclaimed to himself, ‘Good heavens!’
He quickly mentally replayed the script that could have happened but didn’t:
Even without Jiang Ye.
Ye Qingyun would have become an enemy of Zhong Tianyi for various reasons.
Even without Jiang Ye inciting Zhong Tianyi to kill Ye Qingyun.
Then Ye Qingyun would surely, for various reasons, fall into the depths of the Dragon Vein Secret Realm, soak in that stone pond, and achieve the Nine Nether Immortal Demon Body.
At that time, when Zhong Tianyi saw Ye Qingyun.
He would definitely attempt a desperate Possession of Ye Qingyun!
But… could a Protagonist of Destiny ever be successfully possessed by an old villainous monster?
...Jiang Ye rode the Nine Dragon Carriage, slowly departing and returning to the Jiang Clan.
Meanwhile, in the depths of the starry sky, above the boundless, vast Star River, two exquisite figures stood in the Void Realm, their robes fluttering, their silhouettes as proud as snow, yet harboring a myriad of emotions.
Su Hongye’s eyes were calm, her voice deep: “Heaven’s Secret is dead.”
“The Origin of the Qiankun Sky Plate has also completely fallen into my hands.”
“Ye’er has also found all three parts of the Qianxing Plate, and now he has the Nine Nether Immortal Demon Body from the Dao Ruins…”
“It is time for me to enter full seclusion.”
She spoke plainly, but her tone concealed an unnamable reluctance and helplessness.
After this separation, no one knew how long she would remain in seclusion. Perhaps a few years, perhaps decades, centuries… or even longer.
She had endured so much to reach this point, finally able to personally see her son unsealed and emerge, accompanying him for a stretch of his path.
But this time, after all, was too short.
“It’s only been so long, and we have to part again.”
Su Hongye murmured softly, looking down at the Star River flowing with starlight beneath her feet.
No one knew how complex her inner world was.
Su Qingmeng stood beside her, her eyes also somewhat complex, and she sighed softly.
“Sister, aren’t you always the most resolute and decisive person? Why are you reluctant this time?”
Su Hongye smiled faintly: “I am reluctant.”
“But I don’t just live for Ye’er…”
“I also have my own Dao path to walk.”
At this, her eyes became firm again.
The next moment, she waved her sleeve, and a silver-glowing god-slaying disk flew out, landing in Su Qingmeng’s hand.
Su Hongye then looked at Su Qingmeng and said: “I’ve left your imprint on Ye’er’s god-slaying disk; you can use it anytime.”
“Nothing must happen to Ye’er.”
“I’m counting on you.”
Su Qingmeng also said seriously: “Don’t worry, Sister, I’ll take good care of him, and besides, the Jiang Clan isn’t empty just because you’re gone.”
At this moment, she also carried a hint of reluctance.
It was certainly a good thing that Su Hongye could go into seclusion, but how long would she be in seclusion once she left? No one knew.
“Sister, this seclusion of yours… how long will it be, exactly?”
She finally voiced the worry in her heart.
Su Hongye didn’t answer immediately, merely narrowed her beautiful eyes, looking up at the vast Star River.
It was an boundless Star Domain, with billions of stars revolving, each seemingly narrating the silence and vicissitudes of time.
She gazed at the sea of stars, as if looking through to the end of an epoch.
“Heavenly Immortal Realm.”
She softly uttered four words.
“From ancient times to the present, too few have reached this Realm.”
“Countless Emperors have died before this great gate.”
“I… who knows.”
Su Hongye smiled faintly, with a hint of nonchalance, but her Phoenix eyes were incredibly firm.
And also carried a touch of ambition.
The path she walked was one she had chosen long ago.
The Heavenly Immortal Realm, that was the ultimate Dao coveted by countless powerful individuals throughout countless epochs.
“This time I go into seclusion.”
“It is for the position of Heavenly Emperor.”
“If I succeed, who would dare to harm my son in the future? Who would dare to harm my Jiang Clan?”
Su Hongye murmured softly, her eyes growing firmer, and the keen edge belonging to an Emperor quietly emerged.
And in her heart, there was another hidden emotion.
Few knew that her Origin and Origin were inextricably linked to “Demon.”
Because of this, her path of Cultivation had actually been very difficult.
Now, the balance of “Immortal” and “Demon” within the Nine Nether Immortal Demon Body seemed to be tailor-made for her.
With this Physique method, she had hope of completely balancing the chaotic power within her body, making her Dao foundation complete and breaking through the shackles in one fell swoop.
She wanted to become an Emperor, for Jiang Ye, and also for herself.
Thinking of this, Su Hongye’s ambition surged in her heart.
At the same time, there was a hint of relief and tenderness in her heart.