The daily life of a max-level immortal cultivator

Chapter 241 This Day

"I stand at the beginning of the story, looking towards the inevitable ending, and resolutely decide to die."

The day finally came, without any warning.

On the third day after returning to the sect, incidents suddenly broke out in various places across the land. However, to everyone's surprise, the instigator of the trouble was the Yanyun Pavilion, which was spread all over the world!

Without any reason, the Yanyun Pavilion provoked and attacked sects in various places, and plundered everywhere, killing all sect disciples.

The sudden rebellion caught many places on land off guard, and the demon realm also became restless at the moment.

It is said that a highly contagious demon poison has appeared in the demon realm, and anyone who comes into contact with it will surely die. The demon realm is in constant turmoil, and some are even frantically rushing to the outside world to escape this poison.

As for the Demon Realm, it has never been peaceful. With the turmoil on the mainland and the large influx of demon cultivators, the Demon Realm has also seized every opportunity to get involved.

What started as minor skirmishes quickly escalated into a serious situation. Sects across the land were preoccupied with external conflicts, demon cultivators were causing trouble everywhere, and the breach connecting to the demon realm was left unmanaged. Naturally, the warlike demons wouldn't let such a golden opportunity slip by.

Ten days have passed, and more and more parties have joined in. Those who had old grudges have also started fighting each other. The turmoil and chaos are beginning to show signs of breaking out.

A month has passed, and there have been casualties on all sides. The chaos has begun, and the continent of Yuanzhou is filled with the smoke of war. Order, culture, and rules have all fallen into disarray.

What was once a thriving world has turned into a place of despair after a year of turmoil and chaos.

Three years later, the people, demons, and all sorts of spirits here seemed to have all turned into man-eating evil spirits.

This place has become a hell.

People seem to have contracted a bloodthirsty disease, killing each other, even those of the same sex. The sky seems to have lost its beauty, always gray and shrouded in a bloody hue, as if it were the end of the world and everything would die.

The protective array of Xuanshan Sect is always lit, but it still cannot prevent the number of people in the sect from decreasing. Some die outside, and some die inside.

Just when people thought the world couldn't get any worse, the sky, which hadn't been clear for three years, suddenly became filled with dark clouds accompanied by rolling thunder. In an instant, thunderbolts fell one after another, a sight that should only occur when a cultivator advances in their cultivation.

If it's forty-nine heavenly lightning bolts, it's the Great Ascension stage; if it's eighty-one, it's the Tribulation Transcending stage; if it's ninety-nine... the Tribulation of Ascension hasn't occurred for countless years...

In such a chaotic world, it is truly astonishing that someone could still advance to a high level.

Suddenly, the fighting stopped, and everyone rushed to that place to watch the excitement.

It's not just about watching the show; advancement is no easy feat. Just look at how many people on the Yuanzhou Continent can reach the Mahayana level or higher.

Countless others perished because they couldn't withstand the heavenly lightning. They went there hoping to find the resources left behind by the deceased for their own use. Who wouldn't want the resources accumulated by a Nascent Soul cultivator?

But there was one person who didn't want it.

Looking at the churning thunderclouds above Xuanshan Gate, Liu Jun, standing on the edge of the cliff, had an unprecedented calm in his eyes.

She had waited for this day for a very, very long time.

If there's anyone who can still get promoted under such extreme circumstances, it's the person who's connected to the source of everything.

"My lord, the thunderclouds condensing here signify that someone in the sect has been promoted."

"Ah."

"Sir, would you like to go and take a look?"

"Not urgent."

"My lord, you seem a little different today."

Liu Jun looked down at the floating trees that were rustling in the cliff wind.

It seems that it has never changed; it was always this lush and verdant the first time I saw it.

"Wuji, play another game of chess with me."

"it is good."

Geng Wuji never refused her.

The chessboard appeared, and she, who had been playing against him with white pieces for many years, now had a basket of black pieces placed on her side.

"despair……"

"despair……"

Apart from the rustling leaves and the howling wind, the place was unusually quiet, just like always.

"The ashoka flowers in the valley are in bloom, they're so beautiful, have you seen them?"

"That hidden place?"

"Ah."

"I will not go without your permission, sir."

"I can go and take a look when I have some free time."

"it is good."

"despair……"

"Qi Wufeng, you took good care of me while I was away. It's been so long, and I don't think I've ever thanked you once."

Geng Wuji looked at Liu Jun and saw that she was looking down at the chessboard, her face expressionless.

"I follow you, my lord, for no other reason than my own will. There is no need for thanks."

"despair……"

Liu Jun placed a piece, looked up at him, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, reflecting his image—a pure smile that belonged only to him.

"Wuji, in the time you've been by my side, have you ever felt truly free?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Geng Wuji's eyes, and then he answered very seriously: "My lord saved me and gave me a second life. You have never restricted my freedom. I am very comfortable and will always remember this."

Liu Jun was silent for a moment: "It's your turn to log off."

But his pieces had already been losing ground, and although there was a way out, it was useless to play any more.

Geng Wuji put down the chess piece in his hand: "It is I who have lost."

"No, I lost. Your pieces still have a way to survive, but my pieces were too aggressive and left no way out. If I had just blocked and surrounded the black pieces, they would have lost."

Geng Wuji smiled and said, "My chess skills are far inferior to yours, sir. Since you know this, why did you still play like this?"

Liu Jun lowered her eyes and smiled: "I'm in a good mood today and was going to let you win, but you admitted defeat first."

Geng Wuji was not annoyed: "I am not good at chess, but in such an obvious situation, you have clearly given way."

"Really? Is the concession quite obvious?"

Geng Wuji smiled without saying a word, and Liu Jun was also smiling.

Eighty-one bolts of heavenly lightning struck, but the thunderclouds showed no sign of dissipating; instead, they grew even darker, causing Geng Wuji to glance at them several times.

"When did such an extraordinary person appear in our sect?"

Moreover, it seems that many unfamiliar auras have gathered outside the mountain. If it really is the Xuanshan Gate, which is likely to suffer the consequences of the ninety-nine heavenly thunderbolts.

The eighteen ascension tribulation lightning bolts will inevitably affect the surrounding area.

Liu Jun did not put away the chessboard. Instead, he got up and walked to the lush tree. He looked up at it silently for a while, then broke off a branch. He glanced at it and turned back to look at Geng Wuji in the distance.

Geng Wuji still couldn't understand her behavior today, only feeling that there was something strange about it that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

"Wuji, stay home. No matter what happens outside today, do not go out. This is an order."

However, her tone was just a routine reminder, not an order at all. Although Geng Wuji didn't understand why, it was her order, and he would never disobey it.

"I obey my orders!"

Liu Jun glanced at him a couple more times, smiled with satisfaction, then looked away at the spot where the heavenly lightning was concentrated, and disappeared from the spot.

Aura is gathering, initially imperceptible, but gradually becoming visible to the naked eye, continuously converging on that person from all directions.

When the first tribulation lightning struck, Lu Xihan was struck and coughed up blood. Her energy surged even more frantically towards her body. Before she could recover, the second lightning bolt struck, causing her to cough up blood again.

The heavenly lightning wouldn't wait for her. This time, she quickly prepared herself to receive the next bolt of lightning. However, each bolt was more powerful than the last. After struggling to withstand six bolts, her body was already ravaged to the point of exposing bones. Her consciousness began to blur, and her mind was on the verge of collapse.

There are still twelve more paths... Is she really going to have to stay here forever...?

(It will be useful when necessary)

She was still frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of the world, but her numb mind suddenly remembered that sentence, and her body instinctively took out that thing despite her unclear consciousness.

He held the orchid carved from black jade in his hand, and the seventh bolt of heavenly lightning struck down immediately afterward. However, this time, he did not experience the expected pain, and his consciousness became clear.

The gathered spiritual energy was frantically repairing her body when suddenly another person appeared before her.

During the tribulation of ascension, no one would dare to enter the central region of the tribulation. Lu Xihan's gaze moved upward and she saw the face she had expected, looking at her without any joy or sorrow.

This moment seemed to freeze in time for an eternity. Before she could even speak, the other person spoke first.

"I can guarantee your survival and successful ascension today. The only condition is that from this day forward, the Yuanzhou Continent will have no further connection with you or the Upper Realm. If you agree, I swear on my soul."

This is not an option; at least in Lu Xihan's eyes, she has no other choice.

"I swear on my soul..."

This moment felt incredibly long, long enough to complete a full transaction, yet it was also incredibly fleeting. How could someone from the lower realm possibly freeze in time during an ascension tribulation?

At the moment the transaction was completed, lightning struck. She was still in pain, but not as intensely. All the spiritual energy she had gathered dissipated, but the black magnolia flower she held in her hand was burning hot.

The lightning bolts fell one after another, growing stronger and stronger, and Lu Xihan's pain intensified, though she was not yet on the verge of death. The black magnolia flower in her hand grew hotter and hotter, as if she were holding a piece of charcoal, yet she refused to let go, as if she wanted to embed it into her flesh.

With each strike of heavenly lightning, one less strike remained. Liu Jun, holding the twig of the Floating Tree, walked further and further away...

As she felt the spiritual energy within her body slowly dissipate and return to the world, her talent gradually became mediocre, and even her steps became unsteady. Yet, she only felt joy, never before had she felt so relaxed and happy.

Liu Jun kept walking, walking and walking, until he could no longer take another step before he stopped.

His gaze was heavy with sorrow, and as he looked up, the world seemed to freeze in that moment.

The surrounding scenery was picturesque, the floating branch in her hand was still lush and green, and her face was still beautiful, but only a numb and indifferent shell remained as she collapsed.

And the incredibly old soul that lived inside... vanished at that moment.

The sky was filled with flowing light, celestial music filled the air, and the heavenly gates opened wide.

This world, known as the Primordial Continent, welcomes the last ascended immortal and its rebirth.

For countless years afterward, it remained vibrant, though no one knew the price it paid.

In the same year, the longest-lived and most powerful half-step immortal on the Yuanzhou Continent, the supreme ruler of the continent, passed away.