The Cool and Aloof Immortal Master Has Fallen to the Demonic Path (Transmigration) - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Naturally, it was because her name in her previous life was Yi Hu, a name given to her by the orphanage director, but she couldn’t tell Shen Yin these things.

“Because it sounds nice. Immortal Master can call me Hu’er.”

Shen Yin’s crimson lips slightly parted: “Hu’er…”

The gentle trailing sound drifted away, its softness like a feather lightly sweeping across her heart and ear canal, causing a slight itch.

Yi Hu’s eyes felt a little sore. It had been a long time since she had heard that form of address. Unconsciously, she had been in this world for some time now.

To Shen Yin, Yi Hu was just a minor character.

Although the Immortal Spirit Sect had always claimed to be the number one sect in the world and its tenet was to save all sentient beings, Yi Hu was not human, and she even harbored a secret. The Ancient Spirit Clan’s Sacred Land had always been under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Spirit Sect, and no one had ever stepped into it for so many years. It was precisely because only those with the Ancient Spirit bloodline could enter that the Immortal Spirit Sect paid little attention to it.

Even if there were natural treasures and countless spiritual medicines inside, it would be useless if they couldn’t enter.

But from Yun Dongyue’s words, Yi Hu seemed to be able to move in and out of this Sacred Land freely.

Yun Dongyue said she was of the Ancient Spirit Clan, but her revealed true form was a mayfly, a mayfly demon she had never seen before. Although she still had doubts about why a mayfly could become a demon—such a being that was born in the morning and died in the evening almost cut off all possibilities of immortal opportunities—her true form could not escape Shen Yin’s eyes. The faint green light and shallow demonic power all spoke of her identity.

Yet, this demon’s blood was bright red. She had seen that very little demon blood was red. There was no demonic power in the blood, and it even had a bit of a human taste, but she was not human.

Shen Yin had her doubts. She had originally wanted to observe Yi Hu more, but Yi Hu’s dying figure, for some reason, struck a chord with her.

She transferred immortal power to Yi Hu, but her immortal power seemed to vanish like a stone sinking into the sea, completely disappearing. However, it didn’t flow out of Yi Hu’s body either. All of this suggested to Shen Yin that she had not cultivated before.

Shen Yin attributed all this to an immortal opportunity. She had not cultivated yet had somehow transformed into a human form. The only explanation was the phrase “immortal opportunity.”

Her heart was set on saving her, but she still had reservations.

Shen Yin glanced lightly toward the cave: “Can you go in?”

Yi Hu held her breath and quickly ran through the possible scenarios of lying in her mind. Shen Yin was clearly not someone who would believe her just by her saying a few words, and she had heard Yun Dongyue’s words. If she lied, the most likely outcome would be being thrown in by Shen Yin to personally verify it. Since she had decided to treat Shen Yin as her life-saving straw, there was no reason to conceal things from the straw.

She respectfully replied: “Reporting to Immortal Master, I’ve been in the cave since I woke up, and I don’t know why I can go in.”

Shen Yin turned around and looked at the cave: “Do you know what this place is?”

Yi Hu hadn’t known initially, but after Yun Dongyue spoke of it, she knew. This was the Sacred Land of the Ancient Spirit Clan, a treasure trove, but also full of danger. It was also the resting place of their Ancient Spirit Clan ancestors. The book she read revealed half the mystery of the Sacred Land in the later stages. Later, she was so infuriated by the plot of her master demonizing and slaughtering the protagonist group that she stopped following the story. She hadn’t seen the ending of the book. She only saw the female lead getting injured again, Shen Yin chasing them, and them fleeing into the Sacred Land again. She stopped reading after that.

If she had known she would transmigrate into the book, she would have finished the story even if it meant getting angry enough to die.

“The strange person just now said this is the Ancient Spirit Clan’s Sacred Land.”

“He is no strange person; he is from the Demonic Sect.”

She had known Yun Dongyue was from the Demonic Sect, but she still feigned ignorance and asked Shen Yin: “Is he very powerful?”

Shen Yin had not yet responded when the large mountaintop suddenly began to shake. The trembling land was very similar to the noise Yun Dongyue made when cleaving the mountain. Yi Hu trembled, finding it difficult to stand straight: “Immortal Master, Immortal Master!”

Shen Yin raised her head to look at the star-studded night sky, her brows tightly furrowed: “They are coming. Yun Dongyue has left, and if you are discovered here and can still enter and exit the Sacred Land, I’m afraid…”

Although Yi Hu didn’t know who Shen Yin meant by “they,” she knew without a doubt that those coming now must be people from the Immortal Spirit Sect. This Sacred Land seemed unguarded, but it was actually within the jurisdiction of the Immortal Spirit Sect. Moreover, the Immortal Spirit Sect had an Elder who was closely related to this Sacred Land. If a demon were discovered here at this moment, they would likely want to execute her quickly.

Intense fear swept over her, and Yi Hu trembled all over: “Immortal Master, save me!”

Although she had contemplated death, in the face of immense threat, Yi Hu still lost her composure.

She had just arrived here and hadn’t adapted to this world of immortal cultivation. She might not be afraid of death, but to some extent, she was afraid of an unknown way of dying.

Yi Hu was only feeling panic. Seeing that Shen Yin had no intention of saving her, she instinctively tried to run back to the cave. After only two steps, her body was abruptly spun back, as if her limbs had been grabbed and forcibly pulled back. Shen Yin’s voice also reached her ear: “You really can enter the Sacred Land.”

Yi Hu was on the verge of tears. Could Shen Yin please stop trying to test her in this situation? People will die!

Shen Yin formed a seal with her hands, and a golden light appeared, which was struck into Yi Hu’s body. Yi Hu subconsciously wanted to curl up, but before she could succeed, she transformed into the appearance of a mayfly. Shen Yin opened her sleeve, and her body was uncontrollably drawn over, fluttering its wings, landing on the inside of Shen Yin’s sleeve.

Shen Yin actually tucked her into her sleeve. Yi Hu dared not complain. She hid in the sleeve, observing the activity outside.

As dusk settled, the sky was already dark. Suddenly, with a loud rumble, a bolt of lightning struck down. Shen Yin moved slightly to avoid the lightning. The white light that sliced through the sky was like tearing open a brilliant cut. Under the illumination of the strong white light, the dark night became as bright as day. Yi Hu peeked out from Shen Yin’s sleeve and saw a man stepping through the air. Following him was a woman whose body was obscured by a dazzling white light.

This reminded Yi Hu of a stage spotlight. The man seemed to appear out of thin air with a spotlight, completely overshadowing his companion.

Yi Hu understood in her heart that the person who came must be Lu Sheng, one of the Immortal Spirit Sect’s Elders. Lu Sheng was the most flamboyant person. Although his heart wasn’t inherently bad, he became a traitor in the later stages of the novel due to his resentment toward the female lead, which indirectly caused Shen Yin to fall into the demonic path. However, he himself was drained of his cultivation by Shen Yin and became a cripple, eventually dying by the protagonist group’s sword.

Shen Yin didn’t have a disciple yet, which meant that the current Lu Sheng wasn’t bad yet.

As soon as he landed, he flicked the stray hairs on his forehead. His blue robe billowed in the wind. He looked around: “Senior Sister Shen, where is the demon?”

Shen Yin looked at him calmly and ignored him. Everyone in the Immortal Spirit Sect in the book was speechless at Lu Sheng’s flamboyance. Lu Sheng was extremely good at creating spectacular entrance methods for himself, and he didn’t have much respect for Shen Yin. He deeply resented Bai Ruxue and naturally hated Bai Ruxue’s junior sister to the core.

“Senior Sister wouldn’t have let the demon escape, would she?”

Shen Yin turned a deaf ear to Lu Sheng’s questioning. Her gaze lingered on the woman who came with him: “Elder Feng, Yun Dongyue ran away.”

The woman was born with delicate beauty and grace, carrying a lantern in her hand. The lantern shone with a brilliant golden light, brighter than the sun, illuminating their location after Lu Sheng’s white light faded. Yi Hu could clearly see a faint golden seal on her forehead.

That should have been a lotus flower, which was intentionally obscured to become a golden seal, and the lantern in her hand should be a semi-divine artifact.

Yi Hu had already recognized her. If nothing else, she should be a member of the protagonist group, the Immortal Spirit Sect’s Chief Elder—Feng Lingyan. The lantern in her hand and the faint golden seal on her forehead all announced her identity; these were all symbols of Feng Lingyan.

In the book, Feng Lingyan’s first appearance was carrying the semi-divine artifact—the Flowing Years Lamp, with golden light surrounding her and lotus steps blooming with every stride. The light of the golden lotus blossoming on her forehead slightly diluted the malevolence of the Sea of Blood.

The reason Feng Lingyan was a member of the protagonist group was not only because the book started with her going to the Sea of Blood to save the female lead, but also because of her special identity: she was the remaining bloodline of the Holy Spirit Flower, one of the Ancient Spirit Twin Flowers, which was a major plot point in the book. The previous Sect Master of the Immortal Spirit Sect, Jing Shu, used a special method to allow her to survive after losing the twin Cultivating Spirit Flower.

The Holy Spirit Flower belonged to the Yang attribute, and cultivating immortal techniques was naturally twice as effective. She also had the recognition of the three great divine artifacts of the Immortal Spirit Sect. In the early stages, Feng Lingyan was the one responsible for combat power, but later, she was refined and consumed as a tonic by the demonized Shen Yin.

She was Shen Yin’s Junior Sister, but because Feng Lingyan was the current Chief Elder, even Shen Yin, who was much older than her, had to respectfully address her as Elder Feng.

Feng Lingyan pondered for a moment and then fumbled in her sleeve for a translucent stone. The stone floated out and remained suspended in the air. Faint blood droplets began to float up from the ground. The blood droplets then turned into long blood threads and drifted toward the stone. The translucent stone was quickly wrapped in blood threads, and the emerging blood droplets grew more numerous, the place they seeped from getting closer and closer to the cave entrance.

Yi Hu’s heart was in her throat. She naturally knew that the blood was her blood.

She was in extreme panic, wildly flapping her wings inside Shen Yin’s sleeve. Suddenly, Shen Yin’s voice sounded in her ear: “Don’t move.”

But Feng Lingyan and the others didn’t hear it. She could even hear Shen Yin’s sigh: “Don’t move, I’m transmitting my voice to you; they can’t hear it.”

This time, Yi Hu dared not move haphazardly. She obediently shrank into Shen Yin’s sleeve and continued to observe the activity outside.

From the moment Feng Lingyan took out the stone, and the blood droplets slowly emerged, Lu Sheng’s eyes had already grown excited. Feng Lingyan hadn’t spoken yet. Lu Sheng followed the direction where the blood droplets floated and walked toward the cave entrance. Before he took two steps, he was hit by an invisible barrier of light and flew back. Shen Yin flew up and supported his waist, allowing him to land steadily.

The place where the blood droplets emerged was closer to the cave than where Lu Sheng had walked. Lu Sheng pointed at the blood droplets: “Could someone have entered the Sacred Land?”

His eyes held a strange fervor. Lu Sheng’s desire for the Sacred Land’s treasures was unconcealed. Feng Lingyan had already retrieved the stone. The blood droplets that had wrapped around the stone fell to the ground, like a crimson ink painting, bloody and eerie.

Feng Lingyan saw the fervor in Lu Sheng’s eyes. Unlike Shen Yin, the Sacred Land was intrinsically linked to Feng Lingyan. She was naturally displeased by Lu Sheng’s excessive enthusiasm: “Senior Brother, you and I should practice cultivation diligently. Relying on spiritual medicine is a side path.”

Lu Sheng frowned and glared: “Stupid and slow! Elder Feng, you should also look at those people from the Medicine Sect. Which one of them wasn’t fed with spiritual medicine to achieve their cultivation? How are they any worse than a genius like you? They have been secretly showing signs of surpassing our Immortal Spirit Sect these years! The Immortal Spirit Sect is no longer what it once was! If it weren’t for that traitor Bai Ruxue…”

His words implied blaming Bai Ruxue. Shen Yin, who had remained silent all this time, reprimanded him: “Shut up!”

Shen Yin opened her mouth, but instead of shutting up, he spoke even more: “The Demonic Sect attacked from the southeast direction back then, and it has an undeniable connection with Bai Ruxue. You should know…”

Bai Ruxue was the collective ‘white moonlight’ for several of the most powerful people in the Immortal Spirit Sect in the book. Not only did Shen Yin care, but Feng Lingyan also cared: “The deceased is gone. Please show some respect, Senior Brother.”

Lu Sheng was about to open his mouth again. Shen Yin took a step back, clasped her hands to form a seal, and conjured a long sword that hung suspended above Lu Sheng’s head. She did not speak, but the threat was already very obvious.

Yi Hu did not doubt that if Lu Sheng spoke another word against Bai Ruxue, Shen Yin’s long sword would drop and pierce his head. This… Shen Yin didn’t even use her sword against Yun Dongyue just now.

As expected, the first step to survival is respecting the ‘white moonlight’ of every powerful person.

Lu Sheng was not tactful.

But the bright white light of the long sword hanging above his head made his heart tremble. Even though he was reckless in his speech, he was still afraid of death. Everyone in the Immortal Spirit Sect knew that Shen Yin’s temper was unpredictable. He did not doubt that Shen Yin’s long sword would fall like this and end his life.

He was no match for Shen Yin and could only look toward Feng Lingyan: “Elder Feng, Shen Yin is trying to harm a fellow disciple! As the Chief Elder of the sect, are you going to stand by and watch!”