Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 47 - 39 "I promised my disciple that I would protect his path.

Chapter 47: Chapter 39 "I promised my disciple that I would protect his path.

"Senior Brother!"

At sunset, Zhang Jijin pushed open the door and walked out of the Alchemy Room, his brow bearing a mix of weariness and excitement as he bowed towards Lu Jin’an: "I’m glad I didn’t fail you; the Xuanxue Juxing Pill is done."

Lu Jin’an, who was watching the Jumping Pills hop around in the porcelain bottle, put away the dozen or so elixirs he had refined, turned, and took the porcelain bottle that Zhang Jijin handed over, returning the bow: "Thank you, Junior Brother Jijin."

"It’s nothing, just a small task." Zhang Jijin waved his hand, then said with an expectant face: "If you, Senior Brother, can complete the Nine Stars Body Tempering in this era, could you entrust all the elixirs you need to me after that?"

"Sure."

"Great!" Zhang Jijin bumped his right fist against his left palm, his eyes growing more excited: "Helping Senior Brother complete all body refining in this era, I can definitely surpass Master, hehe..."

Lu Jin’an chuckled softly: "Master Chen has lived so long, he must have refined the elixirs for the Nine Stars Body Tempering."

"He didn’t finish." Zhang Jijin laughed: "I’m too familiar with our Master, and in this era, the value of Nine Stars Body Tempering is beyond comparison to the past."

"Alright." Lu Jin’an nodded: "Then I’ll be on my way."

"I’ll start gathering the materials needed later as well." Zhang Jijin patted his chest: "I’ll do my utmost to ensure that Senior Brother has no worries about logistical support."

"Don’t rush; what if I don’t succeed?"

"You’re the Senior Brother!" Zhang Jijin’s expression turned serious: "You’re carrying the future of the Wandao Sect. I, Junior Brother, believe that Senior Brother will surely succeed."

Lu Jin’an rubbed his fingers against the porcelain bottle, turned, and started walking: "Wait for my good news."

"May Senior Brother’s martial fortune be prosperous!" Zhang Jijin bowed deeply.

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At the stone steps in front of the highest peak of the Wandao Sect, Taiyi Peak.

An old man with grey-white hair and a lean, somewhat stooped figure, leaning on a cane with one hand and stroking his beard with the other, spoke with a voice like thunder despite his seemingly aged body: "You needn’t worry, you’re not the only one who sees him as a treasure."

Pei Wanyu, standing not far away, withdrew her gaze from Dan Peak: "But the place he wants to go..."

"Young people have their own paths. Always protecting them amounts to nothing." The old man tapped the ground with his cane: "Old I am worried too, but worrying is futile.

He has confidence, the trust of his junior brothers and sisters, and the support of the entire sect. As his Master, you should be assured; those shoulders of his have to bear more than just himself!"

As he finished speaking, the old man turned to Master Ji Wenchang, Deputy Sect Master in charge of Tai Shi Hall: "We’ll hold a grand celebration for my birthday this time."

Ji Wenchang bowed slightly, naturally understanding the Sect Master’s intention for a grand celebration: the Hundred Clans are all on the invitation list.

The old man then walked towards Taiyi Hall: "Take this opportunity to have Jin’an succeed to the position of Saint Heir."

The Saint Heir is the future Sect Master of the Wandao Sect.

"Understood." Ji Wenchang bowed, confirming in his heart the scale of the Sect Master’s birthday banquet this time.

After the Sect Master’s footsteps faded, Ji Wenchang straightened up, looking relieved: "Jin’an should have been made Saint Heir earlier; the Sect Master dragged it out till now..."

Pei Wanyu looked ahead: "Since no one else is vying for this position, a little delay doesn’t matter."

"Would they dare?" Ji Wenchang shook his head: "Knowing their own limits and still wanting to compete for Jin’an’s position? I’d break their legs first."

"That’s excessive."

Ji Wenchang said calmly: "Better safe than sorry. If anyone dares to stir up trouble and upset the sect’s atmosphere, I will not spare them."

As the upper beam is straight, the lower beam will not be crooked.

"I’m leaving first." Pei Wanyu started walking: "I have only this one treasured disciple."

Ji Wenchang frowned slightly: "Be careful he doesn’t grow up too slowly."

"I’ve promised my disciple to guard his path." Pei Wanyu said lightly: "Besides, I know my limits."

Ji Wenchang shook his head and said no more, turning to leave Taiyi Peak as well. Now that Lu Jin’an is going to inherit the position of Saint Heir, he should also teach his disciple Jiang Wuya on how to better assist the Saint Heir.

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After leaving Dan Peak, Lu Jin’an visited several other halls once more. After confirming everything was ready, he took out his flying boat and boarded it towards his destination.

Twenty thousand years ago, after the Hundred Clans fought for supremacy, the Yunding Continent was divided into the five major realms of east, south, west, north, and central, with the Human Clan, as one of the victorious clans, occupying the entire Eastern Realm, as well as parts of the Central Region and the North, second only to the Demon Clan.

However, even after demarcating the territories of the clans, there were still unclaimed parts of the Yunding Continent, and most of these areas were forbidden zones where entering meant certain death.

Among the many forbidden zones, one stood out as a true death zone—beyond the Broken Realm lies the Netherworld.

In the southwest of the Central Region, the Eight Abysses resemble a fractured realm boundary, where spiritual power cannot penetrate, and ’life’ finds entry even more difficult.

After three days of rapid travel on his flying boat, Lu Jin’an went from the cabin to the deck, looking down at the Broken Realm, where the intertwined abysses seemed capable of swallowing a person, discouraging any approach.

"Soul Suppressing Corridor..."

With eyes lowered, Lu Jin’an put away his flying boat and arrived at the only city here, known to cultivators as Ghost City.

Wherever the eye could see, there were few people around, and coffins and various items needed for tomb-sweeping were placed everywhere.

Entering Ghost City, the flow of spiritual power became significantly more sluggish, but Lu Jin’an didn’t mind; instead, he curiously observed his surroundings.

Because his destination for this journey was the legendary Underworld, and Ghost City was the closest mortal realm to the Underworld.

In Lu Jin’an’s understanding of the Yunding Continent, the Heaven, Earth, and Netherworld realms existed, but Heaven and Earth realms could be considered as having already merged, as cultivators and ordinary people coexisted in this realm, but ordinary people rarely saw true cultivators.

However, the Netherworld realm could neither merge nor possibly integrate because whether cultivators or ordinary people, they are of ’life’, and merging with ’death’ would cause chaos.

’Perhaps to death, life is death, and death is life.’

Lu Jin’an pondered, watching a coffin bearer pass by. He was aware of these individuals’ role in Ghost City: Netherworld Ancient Constables.

They convey messages for the living and fulfill wishes for the dead.

The entry of the living into Netherworld’s reincarnation after death is not something that is accomplished immediately.

Lu Jin’an had many unresolved questions about the Yunding Continent, but he also understood that with his current cultivation level, he couldn’t comprehend the world’s operating rules. For now, he could only abide by the Heavenly Dao rules that had existed on the Yunding Continent for an unknown period.

He turned his gaze to the tightly shut gate at the end of the city. It was said that crossing through that gate would lead one to the Soul Suppressing Corridor, providing an opportunity to reach the Netherworld beyond the Broken Realm, though no one had ever confirmed this.

Because life and death follow two different rules, without ’Transcendence’, even in the Divine Concealing Realm, one would not dare to easily probe the mysteries of the Netherworld; conversely... might it be the same?

Lu Jin’an did not know, but that did not stop him from walking towards the gate.

He wished to become Immortal, and becoming Immortal required Harmonization; the path he was on could not bypass that gate.

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Author: This is the first time writing in the Xianxia genre. I still have many shortcomings and am proceeding with learning and growing. Everyone has different perspectives; if there’s something unreasonable, feel free to suggest improvements. Of course, my knowledge is limited, so I’ll gradually complement and improve as long as it doesn’t violate the story outline. If I can’t improve it, consider it the setting of this book~

The author is deeply grateful to well-read readers in the Xianxia genre for leaving expert notes with compassion~