The Possessive Villain Is Too Clingy [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 69

Purple Mist Zhenren arrived discreetly, and neither Ye Zhixia nor Ruan Ning were entirely clear about her status.

Earth Immortals, Celestial Immortals, Golden Immortals, and Upper Immortals were the ranks achieved by mortals after ascension. Beyond that, the hierarchy was entirely composed of innate deities, knowledge of which was difficult for mortals to grasp fully. Even ascended mortal cultivators rarely had the opportunity to interact with innate deities.

“If Purple Mist Zhenren is a high-ranking innate deity, then why can Cloud Terrace Zhenren also call herself ‘Zhenren’?” Ruan Ning asked as she carefully trimmed the split ends of Ye Zhixia’s hair with a pair of scissors.

Ye Zhixia answered without hesitation, “No idea. I’ve never even been to the Immortal Realm, let alone—”

BOOM!

A deafening explosion cut off Ye Zhixia’s words.

Ruan Ning’s hand jerked, and the scissors snipped off a lock of Ye Zhixia’s hair.

After a brief moment of shock, the two grabbed their weapons and rushed toward the source of the noise.

The forces of Xuantian Sect had arrived with overwhelming aggression.

Last time they came, they at least had the decency to push open the gate and confront the members of Qiyan Sect in the front courtyard.

This time, however, Wuyou Golden Immortal of Xuantian Sect had directly shattered Qiyan Sect’s main gate and injured several of its guards and patrolling disciples.

Baili Xin’er reacted the fastest. Like lightning, she rescued the injured and brought them to the rear courtyard for treatment.

The remaining disciples, hearing the commotion, quickly retreated to the rear courtyard as previously instructed by their sect leader.

Cloud Terrace Zhenren and A’Yu stepped forward to engage the enemy.

Along with the three Earth Immortals who had come to stir trouble last time, Xuantian Sect had also brought three Celestial Immortals and two Golden Immortals.

Cloud Terrace Zhenren extended both palms forward, forming an invisible barrier that effortlessly deflected Wuyou Golden Immortal’s divine power.

Then, with a mocking tone, she sneered, “Oh? Did you dig up all your ancestors from the bottom of the treasure chest?”

“Hmph, sharp tongue,” Wuyou Golden Immortal scoffed, clearly looking down on Cloud Terrace Zhenren. “And you dare call yourself ‘Zhenren.'”

Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning had already arrived and, upon hearing Wuyou Golden Immortal’s words, deduced that the title “Zhenren” must hold significant status in the Immortal Realm.

Every plant and structure in Qiyan Sect had been meticulously crafted by Cloud Terrace Zhenren. Not wanting the sect to be destroyed by these intruders, A Yu immediately raised a hand and erected a barrier.

In an instant, the oppressive auras of high-tier immortal and spiritual energies, along with the sect leaders and immortals from both sides, were sealed within the barrier.

In the real world, the disciples of both Xuantian Sect and Qiyan Sect were left bewildered. With their main forces gone, the outcome of any skirmish now was truly unpredictable.

At this moment, Qiyan Sect’s head disciple stepped forward, wielding a nine-section whip, and stood at the center of the crowd. “Our sect masters are sparring within the barrier. I advise everyone to abide by the rules or don’t blame me for being impolite.”

Having learned their lesson from last time and now lacking the backing of their immortals, the Xuantian Sect disciples hesitated to act recklessly.

Inside the barrier, the sky shifted from daylight to dusk, causing the faces of Xuantian Sect’s immortals to pale.

A cultivator’s barrier could only trap beings of lower cultivation than themselves. They had clearly seen that this barrier was conjured by A Yu, the composed and stern figure standing beside Cloud Terrace Zhenren.

This meant A Yu’s cultivation surpassed that of a Golden Immortal.

“Hahaha! When it comes to calling reinforcements, Cloud Terrace Zhenren is no slouch either!” Wuyou Golden Immortal laughed nervously, trying to mask his unease.

But the ones truly sweating now were Chenxu Daoren and Song Shiqi.

This A-Yu had concealed her identity and strength within the Profound Heaven Sect, serving as the fifth inner disciple for four hundred years. If she truly were an immortal whose power surpassed that of the Golden Immortals, that would be one thing. But if she were a deity with authority over the Three Realms, wouldn’t all the heinous deeds they had committed over the years be exposed?

Cloud Terrace Sage ignored Golden Immortal Wuyou’s words and instead winked at Ye Zhixia, saying, “Any destruction caused within this barrier will not affect the real world. Now, I leave this to you.”

Ye Zhixia’s eyes widened as she pointed at her own nose. “Me?”

A-Yu and Cloud Terrace Sage stepped aside, casually pulling Ruan Ning along with them.

Ruan Ning wanted to rush forward and stop Ye Zhixia from fighting those immortals, but A-Yu and Cloud Terrace Sage held her back firmly, leaving her unable to move.

Suddenly, Judgment Golden Immortal, standing beside Golden Immortal Wuyou, exclaimed with gleaming eyes, “That’s the Dragon Maiden!”

The other immortals immediately grew alert. The task entrusted to them by the Unhindered Aspect Venerable was to refine the Dragon Maiden. Now that Cloud Terrace Sage had pushed her right in front of them, it was exactly what they wanted.

Could it be that Cloud Terrace Sage and A-Yu were also subordinates of the Unhindered Aspect Venerable?

The immortals pondered this.

Then Judgment Golden Immortal took the lead in attacking Ye Zhixia, with the others following suit.

Ye Zhixia was merely a three-hundred-year-old young Azure Dragon. Faced with the assaults of several immortals, she could only defend herself, utterly incapable of counterattacking.

“Cloud Terrace Sage! You never said I’d be the main fighter!” Ye Zhixia shouted as she retreated.

Even if Ruan Ning didn’t know the full extent of the dragon clan’s power, she understood that Ye Zhixia alone stood no chance against several immortals.

In an instant, Ye Zhixia failed to dodge in time and was struck in the right shoulder by a beam of light, losing her balance and crashing to the ground.

Another beam shot down from above toward the fallen Ye Zhixia. She could only roll away clumsily before staggering back to her feet to evade the attack.

“Sink your qi into your dantian, summon the dragon clan’s spiritual power! Strike back!” Cloud Terrace Sage’s voice suddenly turned stern.

Ye Zhixia had no time to think. She hastily followed Cloud Terrace Sage’s command and counterattacked.

As if by muscle memory, spiritual power surged from her palms, charging forth with unstoppable force toward one of the celestial immortals.

A cry pierced the sky as a figure collapsed to the ground, motionless.

Daoist Chen Xu and Song Shiqi, who had been hesitating on the sidelines, hurried forward to drag their fallen comrade away.

The remaining immortals froze in shock.

Realizing she could hold her own against them and with Cloud Terrace Sage and A-Yu backing her up, Ye Zhixia seized the moment to steady her breath, drawing upon memories from other cultivation worlds and applying them to herself.

Sure enough, the situation within the barrier shifted dramatically. Dark clouds gathered densely in the sky.

Gaining confidence, she used the dragon clan’s formidable spiritual power and her own agile body to weave between the immortals, landing blow after blow.

Just as Ye Zhixia seemed to gain the upper hand, Golden Immortal Wuyou’s gaze turned sharp.

“Form the array!” he commanded. Instantly, the immortals arranged themselves in two staggered rows, synchronizing their techniques to weave a massive net that swiftly enveloped the space above Ye Zhixia.

Trapped at the center of the net with the immortals arrayed before her, Ye Zhixia dashed to the left. But as the net descended, it followed her movement, shifting with her escape.

She attempted to attack the net with dragon spiritual power, but the net was composed of a complex mixture of various types of spiritual and immortal energies, making it impossible to break.

At that moment, Ruan Ning broke free from Yuntai Zhenren’s restraints and rushed forward, shielding Ye Zhixia.

When the net came into contact with Ruan Ning’s skin, it emitted a crackling sound and sparks flew.

In that instant, Ye Zhixia panicked. She quickly reached out and pulled Ruan Ning into her arms, preventing the net from touching her any further.

The immortals nearby seemed to have forgotten about Yuntai Zhenren and A Yu. Some even genuinely believed that these two powerful figures had been sent by the revered one to assist them.

The Carefree Golden Immortal gathered his strength and launched a fierce attack toward Ye Zhixia.

Yuntai Zhenren couldn’t bear to watch and wanted to step in to block the blow, but A Yu held him back.

Ye Zhixia shielded Ruan Ning beneath her, mustering all her strength to withstand the Carefree Golden Immortal’s final strike.

A blinding blue light erupted, and cracks began to form in the barrier. Yuntai Zhenren and A Yu joined forces to cast spells, while Baili Xin’er, sensing the danger from outside the barrier, used her immortal power to envelop it forcefully, preventing the explosion inside from affecting the outside world.

–

Ye Zhixia drifted in the void as the river of time flowed before her.

In the beginning, the world was chaos. After Nüwa created the world, she used her spiritual power to fashion humans, but exhaustion overtook her, and she fell into a deep slumber. From then on, the celestial beings born of heaven and earth coexisted with humans in the world.

Together, humans and celestials endured the primitive Taigu Era. In the subsequent Ancient Era, the celestials cultivated endlessly to elevate themselves, while human civilization gradually took shape. By the Shanggu Era, human society had formed, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors emerged one after another. The celestials began to realize that the gap between humans and themselves was steadily narrowing.

Though the celestials possessed divine power beyond human reach, humans wielded formidable intelligence. The conflict between the two grew increasingly intense.

The celestials schemed to divide human languages and sealed off the path for humans to cultivate into gods, but they could not suppress human ingenuity.

As time passed, human society advanced through technological progress.

Unable to pursue higher realms, humans gradually turned to plundering resources, waging wars with weapons from cold steel to firearms, and eventually nuclear arms.

Just as humanity was on the verge of destroying the universe with war, Nüwa awoke and reappeared in the world, choosing to reset it with a plague.

With the world reborn, Nüwa recreated humans and, using her divine power and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nurtured the Goddess in Wuliang Mountain to oversee the three realms in her stead.

Learning from the mistakes of the previous era, the Goddess left a path for mortals to ascend to immortality.

Yet she underestimated the evil and greed of the world’s beings. One celestial, discontent with being subordinate to the Goddess, secretly wreaked havoc across the three realms, plotting to usurp her position and become the supreme ruler.

To ensure the Goddess fulfilled her duties, Nüwa had restricted her freedom to leave Wuliang Mountain. Thus, the Goddess had no choice but to risk entering the cycle of reincarnation, seeking rebirth through death…

A silver fish leaped from the river of time, its dazzling scales shimmering with white light.

Ami carried the little fish in her mouth and ran over to drop it at her feet. “Goddess, a fish from the river of time! I caught it!”

Ye Zhixia leaned in to get a closer look at the fish, but the brightness of its scales forced her to close her eyes.

A burning pain spread across her face. Frowning, Ye Zhixia opened her eyes and found herself lying in the familiar guest room of Qiyuan Sect.

The faces of Yuntai Zhenren, Zi Xia Zhenren, and A Yu were filled with concern as they looked at her, while Xiao Mi, in the form of an ordinary kitten, licked her face.

Seeing Ye Zhixia open her eyes, Xiao Mi happily said, “I told you, my divine tongue could wake Xia Xia up.”

Yuntai Zhenren nodded at A Mi and then smiled as she asked Ye Zhixia, “Awake?”

Zi Xia and A Yu also let out a sigh of relief.

“Did you remember anything?” Yuntai Zhenren seemed a bit anxious.

Ye Zhixia first squinted her eyes from the smell of cat saliva wafting from her face. Upon hearing Yuntai Zhenren’s question, she suddenly recalled the scene before she lost consciousness. She abruptly sat up, not caring how bizarre the situation before her was, and immediately wanted to go find Ruan Ning.

“Xia Xia, don’t rush! Ning Ning is fine,” Xiao Mi, who had been flipped over twice by the sudden movement of the blanket, steadied herself and quickly chased after her, shouting, “Bai Li Xin’er and Xu Sui are taking care of—”

Ye Zhixia was already out the door in a few steps, not hearing what Xiao Mi said next.

When she rushed into the courtyard and was about to run toward Ruan Ning’s room, she noticed Bai Li Xin’er and Xu Sui supporting Ruan Ning as they slowly made their way toward her own room.

Ye Zhixia hurried over, tears welling up in her eyes, “Ning Ning, what happened to your legs?”

Ruan Ning looked embarrassed, then flicked out her transparent, faintly glowing green tail from beneath her clothes, “I used up too much energy in the last battle. My legs can’t transform back for now…”

Relieved that Ruan Ning wasn’t seriously hurt, Ye Zhixia finally calmed down, her mind flashing back to the strange things she hadn’t had time to question earlier.

Why was Xiao Mi talking to Yuntai Zhenren and the others?

Ye Zhixia took Ruan Ning from Bai Li Xin’er and Xu Sui, scooping her up in her arms, and carried her back to her own room.

After settling Ruan Ning on the bed, Ye Zhixia first asked about another matter.

“What about those people from Xuan Tian Sect?”

With everyone gathered, Xiao Mi happily bounced around and eagerly answered, “Those bad guys have all been locked up!”

Hearing this, Ye Zhixia finally relaxed, then turned to Yuntai Zhenren with a serious expression, “So, your abilities must be at the level of an innate deity, right?”

“What?” Yuntai Zhenren’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, “You still haven’t remembered who I am? Then do you know who you are?”

The expressions of Zi Xia Zhenren, Bai Li Xin’er, and A’Yu all grew grave.

Ye Zhixia felt a bit uneasy under their gazes, “Should I have remembered something?”

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