Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Nie Shuangshuang was well-read, and besides books on cultivation, she also brushed up on various other topics, which included a hidden story about Luofeng Mountain that she happened to know.

”You didn’t see wrong, Luofeng Mountain is indeed a place of great evil. The legend you heard is half true, that a Phoenix indeed descended there.

But it wasn’t that the Phoenix chose it as a resting place; rather, a Phoenix fell there. A Phoenix is an auspicious beast; wherever it descends and rests naturally becomes a blessed land.

Conversely, where a Phoenix falls is a place where misfortune gathers. If the Phoenix harbors boiling resentment before its death, the place will become a site of great misfortune.

As the Undying Bird, a Phoenix can even undergo nirvana and rebirth when on the brink of death. Legends say if one could obtain the true blood of a Phoenix and refine it into one’s bloodline, they would acquire the Phoenix’s Undying Power, allowing them to undergo nirvana and rebirth like the Phoenix in times of crisis.

Because of this legend, when Ancient Phoenixes roamed, countless cultivators hunted them, harboring delusions of gaining the Phoenix’s rebirth and immortality abilities.

Naturally, the Phoenix Clan would not submit to being hunted and waged a large battle against the human cultivators. Afterward, in anger, they left this world and have since disappeared without a trace, and thus the Cultivation World no longer sees any sign of Phoenixes.

Approximately seven thousand years ago, a Phoenix landed on Luofeng Mountain. At that time, Luofeng Mountain was a true Immortal paradise, with a small sect on the mountain and numerous mortals living in towns at its foot.

The Phoenix, gravely injured, fell from the sky and landed near that small sect. It was the sect’s gatekeeper disciple who discovered the wounded Phoenix.

The disciple found the bird to look extraordinary and thus brought it to the sect leader for identification. That small sect’s leader had some knowledge and surprisingly recognized it as an injured Phoenix.”

At first, Zhu Meng, Ruoyang, Feng Feiyu, and Mo Xuan all listened quietly as Nie Shuangshuang recounted the legend of Luofeng Mountain, drawn in by her words.

At this point, hearing Nie Shuangshuang reach this part, Feng Feiyu finally couldn’t help but interject: ”Wouldn’t that small sect’s leader have become greedy and attempted to kill the Phoenix to obtain its true blood?”

It was understandable for Feng Feiyu to think this way. In his past life, after struggling alone in this world, what he had seen and heard was mostly malice, with little kindness, naturally making him inclined to assume the worst in situations.

Nie Shuangshuang, however, shook her head, saying: ”Actually, the small sect’s leader, although recognizing the Phoenix, did not covet the Phoenix’s true blood. Instead, he took care of the Phoenix and treated its wounds.

The Phoenix reciprocated this kindness, using its Phoenix True Qi to enhance the underground Spirit Vein of the small sect, enriching its Spiritual Energy.

The small sect upheld good virtue, and no one harbored ill intents, causing the entire sect to get along well with the Phoenix. The Phoenix was gravely injured, even unable to move about freely, and thus always relied on the sect members for care.

Originally, there was harmony between the Phoenix and the sect, but unexpectedly, the sect’s disciple was indiscriminate with their words and leaked the news of a Phoenix residing in the sect.

This information reached another major sect, which became greedy and brought people to seize the Phoenix. To ensure the secrecy of the information, they exterminated the small sect.

In its pride, the Phoenix refused to be captured and have its true blood extracted, choosing to self-destruct with Karmic Fire, killing all its enemies. Although a Phoenix is an Undying Bird, it doesn’t mean they are truly immortal.

If it chooses to self-destruct, a Phoenix will die. When this Phoenix died, it was already overwhelmed with resentment, coinciding with the small sect’s extermination, where everyone died with grievances, naturally leading to boiling resentment.

Coupled with the resentment of the enemies who came to exterminate the sect but were instead burned alive by the Phoenix’s Karmic Fire, the combined resentments of the three sides became a towering resentment, transforming an Immortal Mountain into a land of great evil, condensed with resentment.

The mortals at the mountain’s foot did not know that the fire before the Phoenix fell was Karmic Fire, nor did they realize that the Phoenix’s shadow, born of the Karmic Fire, represented the Phoenix’s dying efforts.

Karmic Fire only burns the Phoenix’s acknowledged enemies and the guilty; the common people only saw the towering Karmic Fire that ignited the entire mountain, and after it extinguished without burning any of the mountain’s trees and plants, they mistakenly assumed the Karmic Fire to be the Phoenix’s rebirth fire.

Though later on, as Luofeng Mountain became a place of great evil, those who entered would mysteriously disappear or die tragically.

Even so, the commoners made up their minds that this was because the Phoenix and Immortals of Luofeng Mountain didn’t want mortals to come in and disrupt them.

Since then, although the common people spread word of Luofeng Mountain being a Forbidden Land where no one should enter, they stubbornly believed it to be an auspicious place attracting Phoenix habitation.”

After Nie Shuangshuang finished, she picked up her teacup and took a sip of Spiritual Tea, her throat a bit dry from speaking at such length.

Ruoyang and Zhu Meng, being simple-minded, only took Nie Shuangshuang’s words as a story to hear and immediately gathered together, chirping away while discussing it, without taking the story to heart.

Mo Xuan, who grew up in the Secret Realm, appeared steady but actually had a childlike nature. After listening to the story, he climbed to the side and went back to basking in the sun and take a nap.

The natural disposition of the Xuan Blood Crocodile is tranquility, and if possible, it would rather not speak. As long as it has enough food, it will stay in one place like a sculpture for an entire day without even blinking its eyes.

Only Feng Feiyu continued to feel unsettled for a long time after listening, repeatedly muttering to himself that this was reality, lamenting about good people not being rewarded and how possessing a virtue invites crime, making Nie Shuangshuang feel a headache; this child’s thoughts invariably veered toward the dark side.

Nie Shuangshuang tried to ease Feng Feiyu’s thoughts: ”You only noticed how possessing a virtue invites crime and the wicked oppress, but you didn’t notice the small sect’s people’s noble character, nor did you observe that in the end, the evildoers didn’t benefit, instead compromising themselves.

This world will never lack evildoers, but likewise, it will never lack virtuous people, just like how there isn’t only day and night.

Light and darkness coexist; good and evil walk together. We cannot purify evil, but we can choose not to be evildoers. We can’t eliminate darkness, but we can choose to increase the light.

We don’t need to shoulder the responsibility of saving the world or being some great hero; we only need to live in a way where we hold our heads high without shame to the heavens, and bowing our heads without shame to the ground, living with a clear conscience.”

Feng Feiyu was silent for a long time, looking at Nie Shuangshuang with a very gentle expression: ”Master is dignified and just, always acting with a clear conscience, matching words with deeds, naturally someone to look up to.”

Nie Shuangshuang couldn’t help but raise her hand to cover her forehead; this brat was clearly using this talk to compliment her as a means to change the subject and had not truly listened to what she said.

She sighed inwardly, looking at Feng Feiyu a bit annoyed, picked up a piece of fruit, and shoved it directly into his mouth, to block his mouth, so his words wouldn’t trouble her heart.

Feng Feiyu looked blankly, biting on the fruit in his mouth, his beautiful eyes somewhat dazed as they gazed innocently at Nie Shuangshuang, unclear as to why she suddenly stuffed a fruit into his mouth when the conversation was going well.