We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 582: This Woman Must Not Be Allowed to Live!

“...”

Tushan Jingci listened to her master, speechless for a moment.

She truly could not understand where her master had found the confidence to believe she could use that mysterious woman of unknown origin.

Based on Tushan Jingci’s years of secret investigation and observation, that woman very likely came from the distant ancient era. She was the remnant soul of some ancient mighty being.

And the grand formation laid out in Tushan was even more obscure, inscrutable, and profoundly mysterious.

After studying and deducing it again and again, Tushan Jingci had only grown more certain that this formation was very likely a sacrificial grand formation.

A gigantic altar that used the earth as its diagram, the blue sky as its altar, and the fortune of all Tushan as its incense offerings!

“Master, with my own talent and effort, I may not be unable to attempt stepping into the legendary two lost realms in the future. Why must you place your hopes on a woman of unknown origin?” Tushan Jingci continued to urge.

“And, Master...”

Her voice grew more urgent.

“What exactly is this sacrificial grand formation meant to sacrifice? I truly cannot understand what kind of existence in this world would require a sacrifice to activate a formation of such enormous scale!”

“These matters are not something you should be considering.”

Tushan Meng waved a hand, her expression indifferent. She clearly no longer wished to offer her disciple any further explanation.

“Enough. You only emerged from seclusion recently. Stabilizing your realm is the most urgent matter. Withdraw for now.”

“Master, this woman must not be allowed to live!” Tushan Jingci took a step forward, the sharpness in her eyes wholly undisguised.

“I said I know what I am doing in all matters. Withdraw!” Tushan Meng’s tone carried a trace of impatience. Clearly, she no longer wished to remain entangled in this subject.

“Understood, Master.”

She answered in a low voice. A cold trace of killing intent quietly flashed through her eyes. Then she bowed, turned, and left without looking back.

...

Night.

Tushan Jingci stood alone atop Moon Spring Peak, where she resided.

The night wind stirred the hem of her robes and the strands of her hair.

Her willow-leaf brows were tightly furrowed, and the gloom in her eyes refused to disperse.

She took one step forward and headed straight for the peak where Yuan lived.

Since her master refused to act,

then she would do it herself!

Before long, Tushan Jingci arrived at the peak where Yuan resided.

“I was wondering who it was. So it is the holy daughter.” Yuan, who had been watching the stars in the courtyard, withdrew her gaze. The corner of her mouth curved into a smile. “May I ask what brings the holy daughter to my place so late at night?”

Yet before Yuan could react, the eight snow-white long tails behind Tushan Jingci had already smashed down at her with savage force.

In the blink of an eye, Yuan’s courtyard had been smashed into ruins, dust billowing everywhere.

Yuan slowly floated into midair and looked at Tushan Jingci with a smile that was not quite a smile. Her tone carried a careless trace of teasing. “May I ask what has gotten into the holy daughter tonight? Everything was perfectly fine, so why have you come looking for trouble with me?”

“I came to kill you, that is all.” Tushan Jingci spoke coldly, without holding back in the slightest.

She stepped forward.

Beneath her feet, rings of ripples visible to the naked eye spread outward, like stones cast into the surface of a tranquil lake.

In an instant, a mirror-white expanse of water unfurled in every direction with her as its center, firmly surrounding Yuan within it.

One mirror fox after another, condensed from water-mirrors, leapt out from the surface. Baring their teeth and claws, they lunged at Yuan in a frenzy.

Yuan, however, remained completely unhurried. Her fingertips lightly formed a hand seal, and points of clear, luminous glow began to circle around her body.

Those glows were like invisible fine needles, shuttling through the air. With absolute precision, they pierced through one water-mirror fox after another, shattering them into splashes that scattered across the ground.

“Go!”

Tushan Jingci gave a low shout. Behind her, dense wheels of water swords abruptly appeared one after another, their blades grim and their cold light piercing.

In an instant, countless water swords poured down like a torrential rain, blotting out the sky as they stabbed fiercely toward Yuan.

Yet a barrier-like distortion of space appeared around Yuan, blocking all those dense water swords outside. Not one could advance another inch.

“Hmph!” Tushan Jingci gave a cold snort, icy light flashing suddenly in her eyes.

She abruptly transformed into her original form. Her eight long tails seized the illusory bright moon at the center of the domain, then swung it in a full arc and smashed it viciously toward Yuan.

“Jingci, stop!” Tushan Meng’s voice suddenly rang out within Tushan Jingci’s domain.

The next instant, Tushan Meng’s figure was already standing before Yuan.

She extended a slender finger and tapped lightly.

That bright moon instantly collapsed into countless tiny fragments of radiance, scattering with the wind like flowing fireflies. Tushan Jingci’s “Moonlight Illusion Realm” shattered along with it.

Tushan Jingci returned to human form and looked coldly at her master. Word by word, she said, “Master, this woman harbors ill intent. She must die!”

“Jingci, I told you.” Tushan Meng sighed and lightly shook her head. “Between Senior Yuan and me, it is merely a matter of each taking what we need.”

“Each taking what you need?” Tushan Jingci laughed coldly, her voice full of ridicule. “The way I see it, she has merely taken Tushan as one of her chess pieces!”

Seeing that her master truly trusted that woman of unknown origin so much, Tushan Jingci said nothing more.

Her figure flickered. In an instant, she transformed into more than a hundred illusions, each one impossible to distinguish from the true body, and attacked Yuan from every direction at once.

“Sigh... you child...” Tushan Meng shook her head, her tone full of helplessness.

She immediately bit open her fingertip, and a bead of crimson blood seeped out.

Using blood as ink, she wrote the word “imprison” in midair, stroke by stroke.

After that word took shape, it suddenly burst with dazzling light. Like an invisible cage, it descended toward Tushan Jingci.

In the blink of an eye, all of Tushan Jingci’s illusions dancing through the sky were tightly bound by streaks of bloody light, unable to move at all.

As the illusions dispersed one after another, only Tushan Jingci’s true body remained, firmly bound by a long blood-red rope.

Tushan Meng then flicked another drop of blood into the space between Tushan Jingci’s brows, and Tushan Jingci immediately lost consciousness.

“Hongxia, take the holy daughter away.” Tushan Meng turned her face slightly and spoke toward the shadows. “Confine her in the courtyard on Moon God Peak. Without my permission, she is not to take a single step outside.”

“Yes, Grand Elder.” Tushan Hongxia, who had appeared at some point unknown, bowed respectfully. Then she stepped forward, gently lifted Tushan Jingci into her arms, and flew away.

“Your holy daughter has quite the temper.”

Yuan stood where she was, her expression calm, her tone betraying no particular emotion.

“Please forgive her, Senior.” Tushan Meng turned around and inclined herself to Yuan in apology. “Jingci is still young and ignorant. In the future, I will teach her properly.”

“Forget it.” Yuan waved a hand lightly, seeming utterly unconcerned by this small episode.

She raised her eyes and asked indifferently, “May I ask how matters have gone on your side, Grand Elder?”

“They are nearly done.” Tushan Meng clasped her hands behind her back and looked out into the distant night, her tone steady. “The letter to the Human Alliance has already been sent. I expect the Human Alliance will not refuse. Next, everything will depend on you, Senior.”

“Do not worry.”

Yuan turned around and casually swept her sleeve. The courtyard that Tushan Jingci had smashed into ruins was restored to its original state in an instant, as though nothing had ever happened.

Step by step, she walked into the room, and her cool voice drifted leisurely through the night.

“I will give you the demon-race world. And while I am at it, I will give you the Ten Thousand Arts world as well.”