CH 264

“Immortal Ye Chuan? Immortal Ye Chuan? ”

The call roused Immortal Ye Chuan from the long river of memories. He blinked and asked, “What is it, Little Cha.”

“What were you thinking about just now, Immortal Ye Chuan?” Bai Lixin was surprised at Immortal Sovereign Ye Chuan’s loss of concentration and asked in surprise.

“Oh, nothing. As one grows old, one’s concentration will inevitably fail. ” Immortal Ye Chuan curled his lips into a smile.

Bai Lixin: “As the ancients used to say, ginger is spicy even in its old age. I wonder if you, an old and spicy ginger, can give a little instruction to a newborn calf-like me?”

“Your master was captured by Immortal Lian Yu and taken to the Immortal world. However, Lian Yu should have suffered a little injury to capture your master. He acted against the heavens and forcefully broke through the plane rules to enter the lower realm and take your master away, so he must have received punishment from the power of the rules. We are far more certain of saving your master if we set out now than if we go later. ”

Bai Lixin’s eyes lit up, “We? You’re going too? ”

Immortal Ye Chuan nodded. His cultivation had already reached perfection in the Salvation stage more than a hundred thousand years ago. He had only been suppressing his cultivation and refused to ascend because the conditions had not yet been fulfilled. Now that everything was ready, all that was missing was the east wind.

Lian Yu couldn’t take it anymore and forced himself down to the Upper Elemental Immortal Realm to capture Xuanyuan Yixiao to obtain the Iris, exposing his weakness.

There was no better time to kill him than now.

It would be more effective if he could bring the Iris with him as bait.

The Iris was something that Lian Yu had always wanted, so he could take full advantage of the situation.

Immortal Ye Chuan gave Bai Lixin a slightly apologetic and dark look. I’m sorry, Junior. I’m indeed helping you, but it’s also true that I’m using you.

“Many thanks!” Bai Lixin’s heart rejoiced as he let out a long breath of relief. With Immortal Ye Chuan assisting from the side, the success rate of rescuing Xuanyuan Yixiao would be greatly increased.

Immortal Ye Chuan saw Bai Lixin’s heartfelt smile of gratitude and the words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he could not say them.

He smiled stiffly, “You don’t need to thank me. I’m going to ascend in a few days, so I can just take you there. It’s not a big deal. ”

“It’s not a big deal to you, but it’s a great favour to me.”

Immortal Ye Chuan’s body trembled and he dared not look at Bai Lixin’s sincere gaze any longer. He coughed dryly, “In that case, there’s no time to lose. I’ll be advancing soon. Why don’t you transform into your Iris body and come with me? I remember that the Iris flower likes thunder, and its cultivation increases sharply under the tribulations. ”

Bai Lixin nodded, “Okay, I’ll do as you say.”

The Three Blades Halberd divine weapon, 99 tribulation lightning head, the Demon King and the Iris…..

The four essential items, which he had collected for more than a hundred thousand years, were all complete…

Immortal Ye Chuan glanced at Bai Lixin and suddenly recalled the memory of his other soul when the young man slashed his wrist to rescue him with blood before he was subjected to the 99 lightning strikes. His chest jerked violently, and an unprecedented throb struck his heart.

His chest pounded violently. He had lived for over 100,000 years and there had never been a moment when he felt as alive as he did today.

Reconstruct his body with divine blood?

Even without the aid of the divine blood, he could still kill Lian Yu!

This young man was willing to share his suffering and feed him with his blood back then. He must not fail him again!

With this thought, Immortal Ye Chuan looked at Bai Lixin with eyes as deep as a lake and promised word for word. Trust me, I will never let you get hurt.

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The trials on the martial stage were in full swing when suddenly, a thunderclap rang out from the top of the mountain and the sky. With the sound of thunder, the sect was enveloped by a strong pressure. The crowd felt their bodies were being squeezed extremely uncomfortably, and some with shallow cultivations even spat out blood and died.

The patriarch of the Immortal Sect did not dare hesitate to gather all the people in the square at once. The patriarch and the elders worked together to set up a boundary, and the pressure was reduced.

The patriarch looked up to the top of the mountain with excitement and admiration in his eyes, “It’s Immortal Ye Chuan! He’s going to cross the tribulation and ascend to the Immortal realm!!! ”

The rolling blue thunderbolts in the sky were like bright flowers in the dark clouds, constantly flashing with majesty and a beautiful light.

They looked absolutely beautiful, but each one was extremely dangerous.

“Pa!” A thunderbolt struck down and hit the top of a mountain. It was easily cut off, leaving only jagged ruins.

“Pa!” A thunderbolt struck down and hit the jungle at the top of a mountain not far away. The jungle immediately burst into flames, like a purgatory.

This was the power of the thunderbolt during the final ascension and tribulation! The crowd swallowed their saliva and trembled.

It was terrible. A thought came to all the cultivators’ minds: if they were under that kind of thunderstorm, let alone the 99 thunderbolts, just one would instantly turn their bodies into nothing, right?

Time passed slowly. On top of the mountain and in the middle of the Immortal Palace, Immortal Ye Chuan was slightly lost in thought as he saw Bai Lixin’s red-stained wrist. His mouth filled with the fishy sweet taste of blood. He gritted his teeth and pushed Bai Lixin’s wrist to the side, blocking another falling lightning strike with his bare hands.

Seeing that Ye Chuan had drunk his blood, Bai Lixin silently recited a rejuvenation technique. The wound on his wrist healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Bai Lixin frowned gently at the blood on his wrist, “There’s still a bit.”

Ye Chuan smiled dumbly and picked Bai Lixin’s wrist and brought it to his mouth.

The warm tongue swirled and licked the blood-stained area, “Since it was Little Cha’s kindness, not a drop should be wasted.”

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the tip of his tongue tickled Bai Lixin’s palm.

I really want to have him, to overwhelm him, to tear his clothes off!

Ye Chuan’s body trembled uncontrollably. His mind, which should have been concentrating on fighting the lightning tribulation, turned to strange places.

The lightning strike a moment ago had not hurt Immortal Ye Chuan, and another one was slowly gathering.

Knowing the urgency of the situation before him and that not a single mistake could be made, Ye Chuan’s deep eyes stared intently at Bai Lixin’s skin that was like condensed milk. His tongue grazed over it, his teeth scraping against the wrist, his lips sucking gently.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened, and he pushed Bai Lixin to the ground, crushing his body beneath him.

In the sky, a thunderbolt fell and struck Immortal Ye Chuan’s back. Deep in Ye Chuan’s memory, he inappropriately recalled the time Feng Baixiao was acquiring the 99 tribulations Lightning head when the youngster had also defied the odds and given him blood without saying a word. He had also crushed him under his body for protection like he was doing today.

No, not just that one time.

There was an earlier time, when he was still the Nine Heavenly Demon King. He broke through the seal and saved him!

So this child had been extremely kind to him three times!

Ye Cheon’s heart beat faster, and his eyes, as silent as they were, burst into a blaze of light. He was a cold-hearted man who never put emotion in his eyes and was a mere spectator of everything. But with this boy, he could not stand by. He wanted to hold on to him. He did not want to give him up!

He had the urge to have sex with this boy!

No, how could this be possible?

When he was left with only two souls and three spirits, the cultivation masters had clearly said that he had lost the most important emotional soul and that he would become unemotional.

At the moment when he pressed onto the boy, Ye Chuan’s soul faintly stirred, breaking and fluctuating for a moment.

In this fluctuation, Bai Lixin was quick to send a wisp of his divine sense into Ye Chuan’s soul.

Ye Chuan seemed to feel the moment Bai Lixin entered his soul. He snapped back to his senses and looked down at the youngster in surprise, but did not reject Bai Lixin’s divine sense. He allowed him to enter his consciousness.

Bai Lixin tilted his head and smiled apologetically at Ye Chuan, “I’ll explain later.” With that, he concentrated his qi and manipulated his divine sense to weave through Ye Chuan’s sea of consciousness in search.

His divine sense did not have to search for long before it found the golden little man meditating in mid-air above the vast sea of consciousness. The little man looked just like Ye Chuan, and his whole body glowed with a golden light, which was undoubtedly Ye Chuan’s soul.

Noticing the approaching divine sense, Ye Chuan’s spirit slowly opened its eyes. At the same time, Bai Lixin manipulated his divine sense and rushed forward with a single bound, instantly enveloping Ye Chuan’s soul.

At that moment, their bodies trembled for a moment, while Bai Lixin was overjoyed.

It was still faint, but he felt it!

Dijia’s aura!

There was no mistaking it. It was Dijia!

Although he did not know why he could not feel Dijia’s soul fluctuations from Ye Chuan or Feng Bai Xiao outside his body, he felt soul fluctuations that were similar to those of Dijia.

This might also explain why Feng Baixiao or Immortal Ye Chuan’s attitude towards him was sometimes good and sometimes bad. As for the real reason why he couldn’t feel him, it must be a false God that was responsible.

Bai Lixin pulled his divine sense out of Immortal Ye Chuan’s sea of consciousness and smiled at him. He pointed at the sky behind him, “Look, there’s a thunderbolt.”

As soon as his words fell, a thunderbolt struck down and hit Immortal Ye Chuan’s back.

It flowed through his whole body and reached Bai Lixin’s body. The two men groaned in unison, their bodies tingling.

Bai Lixin took a deep breath, suppressing a thousand words, and laughed softly, “If you don’t let go of me, I will be burnt into withered grass.”

Only then did Immortal Ye Chuan come back to his senses and hurriedly stand up from Bai Lixin’s body. He sat down cross-legged and silently recited the Mantra of benevolence and purity to suppress the hysterical feelings screaming in his heart and concentrate on fighting the tribulation thunderstorm.

Bai Lixin was not polite either. He transformed into the Iris, absorbing a few strands of lightning that had been greatly reduced in power by Immortal Ye Chuan’s resistance.

The 99 lightning strikes seemed terrifying to a casual observer, but to the two war gods, who could not be defined as human beings, it was just a matter of laughing and conversation!