Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Feng Feiyu rushed to Luofeng Mountain to find Nie Shuangshuang, and Nie Shuangshuang was worriedly holding Ruoyang in her hand, gently stroking its small body.

The soft, elder-pretending little kitten was curled up in Nie Shuangshuang’s palm, its eyes tightly closed. If not for the slight rise and fall of its breathing, Feng Feiyu might not have even sensed Ruoyang’s presence.

Feng Feiyu’s eyes reddened instantly, his footsteps growing heavy as he hesitantly moved in front of Nie Shuangshuang, mouth opening and closing before he forced out a difficult sentence: ”Master, what happened to Ruoyang?”

”Ruoyang was previously struck by the demon summoned by the Blood Demon Venerable Master and its Sea of Consciousness was injured, causing it to fall into a deep sleep.”

Nie Shuangshuang was equally anxious, eager to understand the situation in the Illusion Realm below, sort out matters here, and take Ruoyang to the Dan Dao Sect for a Soul Nourishing Pill as soon as possible.

Feng Feiyu clenched his fists; how could the Sea of Consciousness be injured like this? He hadn’t expected Ruoyang to be so gravely harmed, and couldn’t help but vent his anger: ”Master, have you killed that damned Blood Demon Venerable Master?”

Nie Shuangshuang’s expression darkened momentarily, her face already cold, now even colder: ”He escaped, don’t worry, he won’t get far.”

Nie Shuangshuang had long resolved that after healing Ruoyang, no matter the ends of the earth, she would find and kill the Blood Demon Venerable Master.

Both publicly and privately, Nie Shuangshuang could not let the Blood Demon Venerable Master go. Publicly, having such a dangerous figure out there was like a nuclear bomb that could explode at any time. Privately, she needed to slay him for Ruoyang’s revenge.

Feng Feiyu lovingly stroked Ruoyang, nestled in Nie Shuangshuang’s hand. He considered Ruoyang an elder, though in fact, he adored the little cat as a junior. This kitten which always protected him, he genuinely cherished.

”Master, when you go to kill the Blood Demon Venerable Master, please take me along. Save the final sword for me; I want to personally help avenge Ruoyang.”

Nie Shuangshuang nodded, reaching for the worried Zhu Meng perched on Feng Feiyu’s shoulder, which had been staring at Ruoyang for a long time.

Zhu Meng immediately jumped onto Nie Shuangshuang’s hand upon being picked up, checking Ruoyang’s wound. Though Ruoyang was just a kitten, it liked to take care of others. Whether Feng Feiyu or Mo Xuan, Zhu Meng, Ruoyang always attended to them.

Not to mention, the various Spirit Fruits and nuts at Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure Level in Ruoyang’s space were frequently consumed by Zhu Meng, who, consequently, was quite fond of Ruoyang.

Mo Xuan had long leaned over, gazing at Ruoyang worriedly, and now asked Nie Shuangshuang, ”Great Immortal Master, when will Ruoyang’s injuries heal?”

Nie Shuangshuang stroked Ruoyang’s head, saying, ”Once we handle things here, I’ll take Ruoyang to the Dan Dao Sect for a Soul Nourishing Pill, then everything will be alright. Don’t worry.”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Meng immediately jumped onto Nie Shuangshuang’s shoulder, urging, ”Then Great Immortal Master, let’s quickly go to the Illusion Realm below.

Let’s finish our tasks soon, so we can promptly head to the Dan Dao Sect to seek a Soul Nourishing Pill for Ruoyang.” Zhu Meng’s eyes turned golden as it spoke.

Nie Shuangshuang nodded and, accompanied by Feng Feiyu, Mo Xuan, and Zhu Meng, headed straight to the underground Illusion Realm. Earlier, Nie Shuangshuang had sealed the Illusion Realm above, forcibly separating the two.

Now that the upper Illusion Realm was sealed, the lower one had been violently opened by Nie Shuangshuang. Nonetheless, she hadn’t descended directly, wary of being trapped within without a way to violently break it open.

With Zhu Meng along this time, Nie Shuangshuang was free of such concerns, quickly entering the underground Illusion Realm, only to discover it was linked to an underground cave.

The cave was filled with stalactites of various shapes and several branch paths. Upon descending and taking a few steps, Nie Shuangshuang and the group heard the sound of a subterranean river.

Here lay two forked paths, ahead was the sound of flowing water from the underground river, suggesting that heading forward was not feasible. While Nie Shuangshuang pondered which direction to take, Zhu Meng called out.

Then it tugged at Nie Shuangshuang’s collar: ”Great Immortal Master, this is the Illusion Realm. The underground river is on the left, right, and beneath us; we’re standing on a stone bridge, the real path is ahead.”

The Illusion Realm subtly mixes up perceptions, making false appear true. Once exposed and regaining clarity, the illusion naturally fades away.

Thus, after Zhu Meng revealed the Illusion Realm ahead, Nie Shuangshuang, Feng Feiyu, and Mo Xuan could clearly see the true scene before them.

Indeed, the dark underground river stretched to either side, and once the illusion broke, the previously vague water sounds confirmed they were from the rivers below.

In front of Nie Shuangshuang, Feng Feiyu, Mo Xuan, and Zhu Meng lay a path that extended forward indefinitely, with a natural stone bridge beneath their feet.

Calling it a stone bridge was less fitting than labeling it as a massive, slightly arched, irregular rock.

Nie Shuangshuang, Feng Feiyu, and Mo Xuan stood in the middle of this huge rock. Previously, regardless of direction, left or right, they would have fallen into the underground river.

From time to time, silver light leapt from the underground river, revealing itself to be silver-white fish, the size of a person’s arm.

These fish had astonishingly large mouths that took up half their heads, filled with sharp teeth, obviously not friendly.

Given the dense number of silver fish in the underground river, should anyone fall, even someone with Nie Shuangshuang’s cultivation or Mo Xuan’s thick hide might fare well, but someone at Feng Feiyu’s Foundation Establishment Stage would likely lose at least a layer of flesh, while Zhu Meng might not even survive a bite.

Walking past the first illusion, they continued inward, when Nie Shuangshuang found herself alone; Mo Xuan, Feng Feiyu, and Zhu Meng had disappeared.

In just a few steps, it was impossible to have lost them. Nie Shuangshuang knew she had fallen into another illusion.

Thinking this, the scene before her suddenly changed. A gleaming golden path appeared at her feet, ending in a magnificent throne.

All kinds of Immortal Treasures lined the path sides, each seductive, the throne beckoning one to sit, promising absolute power and dominance over the world.

Nie Shuangshuang remained unmoved; once a Main God, there was nothing in this world she couldn’t attain. Such temptations held no sway over her.

She continued forward, ignoring the Immortal Treasures, bypassing the throne, and followed the route in her memory onward.

After she passed, the throne and Immortal Treasures vanished, the surrounding scene shifted again, red silk drapes descended, dancing in the wind, surrounded by a field of blooming flowers, their scent floating gently as the faint sound of musical instruments played.