This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 443 Bringing it back to Jianxinzhai as a sect treasure
Perhaps it was due to the several times of dual cultivation of the primordial spirit, or perhaps it was because Xiang Yuan had recently performed well and received VIP-level treatment under various forms of favoritism, that Bai Wuyan trusted Xiang Yuan more than before. She explained that the small world could be incorporated into the Nine Heavens Immortal Mountain of West Kunlun, and she was not worried that he would take it and not return it.

The laws of a small world cannot sweep away West Kunlun, even if West Kunlun is in a sealed state. However, with Bai Wuyan, its master, assisting it, the situation is naturally different.

Xiang Yuan frowned upon hearing this: "Senior Sister Bai Feng, you overestimate me. My little world has just opened and is just a shell, all form and no spirit. The projection is already at its limit and cannot encompass the West Kunlun."

At this point, the two turned around and looked at Sword Master Su Ran. If they could get his help, they would surely succeed.

When Su Ran Sword Master saw Bai Wuyan looking at him, he raised his wide sleeves to cover his face, and with an epic-level breath, he looked like he was saying, "Your husband smells so good."

Bai Wuyan cursed her bad luck inwardly. Even though she knew there was an element of acting involved, she still couldn't help but feel angry.

Xiang Yuan held the person tightly in his arms: "Don't fall for her tricks. The angrier you get, the more she'll act. Just ignore her when dealing with this kind of person."

After a series of kind words, he explained that the matter of West Kunlun was of great importance and could not be lost. Bai Wuyan was reluctant to ask for help, but that was alright. He would go to someone to find Sword Master Su Ran and reason with him, appealing to his emotions. He was sure he could persuade the other party to cooperate obediently.

"What will you do if she doesn't cooperate?" Bai Wuyan asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Take off her medication, then beat her up again."

"..."

This is great, I like it, have some more!
This is not good!

Su Ran Sword Master overheard their conversation, glared angrily at Xiang Yuan who was walking towards him, then suddenly remembered something, and in an instant, tears streamed down her face, making her look pitiful as if she didn't care about money.

Got it, Shang Qingmeng learned to cry from you!

"Sword Master, stop crying. We both know what's going on between us. If you keep pretending, I'll start to believe it."

“You didn’t say that before…”

"..."

What, you don't want to be the Bull-Headed Sword Master, but the Bull-Headed Wife?

Sword Master Su Ran wiped away her tears with her sleeve and said aggrievedly, "It's one thing for you to treat me like this, but my poor, unfortunate disciple has given herself to you and now doesn't even have a proper title. Put your hand on your heart and tell me, how can you face them?"

The word "们" was not used appropriately; Ah Ping, it was purely a misunderstanding!

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes. He couldn't argue with the fact that he owed Shang Qingmeng something, and then there was A-Ping and all that...

Oh, it seems he's been digging a hole all along, making it impossible for Ah Ping to climb out.

But Ah Ping is quite happy, watching the drama unfold and having a good time. She's even reluctant to come out now!

Xiang Yuan did not directly answer the question. Instead, he pointed to the West Kunlun Road and explained the method of storing small worlds. He said that his cultivation level was not high enough and his methods were insufficient, so he needed the help of Sword Venerable Su Ran.

Let's not talk about rewards. He had previously unlocked the seal on the primordial spirit, given him blood medicine, and repeatedly stopped Bai Wuyan from killing him. In short, Sword Venerable Su Ran owed him several lives.

You like to be even, don't you? Well, it's time for you to repay your debt of gratitude.

Normally, Sword Master Su Ran would have been unable to refute and would have simply nodded in agreement. But not today. Bai Wuyan had obtained West Kunlun, and after the seal was broken, her cultivation would surely advance greatly. If she helped Xiang Yuan bring West Kunlun back to Qianyuan Realm, it would be tantamount to courting death.

Forget about the Heavenly Court making a comeback. Since we're all going to die anyway, we might as well perish together with Bai Wuyan.

Xiang Yuan's face darkened: "Sword Master, everyone must die eventually, either waiting to die or courting death. What you're doing is courting death, and the kind where you die with your eyes wide open. Believe me, if you don't comply, the White Palace Master will find a reason to deal with you, and she won't let you die a quick death."

"I would be afraid of her?" Sword Master Su Ran scoffed.

"That's true, but without the Sword Master, what will become of the Sword Heart Sect?"

"You are not a heartless person, what do I have to fear..."

Su Ran Sword Master glared fiercely at Xiang Yuan. She refused to believe that if something really happened to Jianxinzhai, Xiang Yuan would stay out of it.

This woman has no weaknesses!
Xiang Yuan came to manipulate Su Ran Sword Venerable, but after only a few words, he found himself being manipulated instead. He curled his lip and said, "Sword Venerable, I have another method for cultivating small worlds. Do you know about dual cultivation? It's when you are seriously injured, my primordial spirit heals you, and I take the opportunity to explore the mysteries of the small world. Although it takes a long time, I will have the initiative, and you won't be able to make any demands then."

If you don't want to be dignified, we'll help you be dignified!
You two are a pair of scoundrels who deserve to be struck by lightning!
Sword Master Su Ran was secretly annoyed. He snorted coldly and told Xiang Yuan to sit cross-legged, while he himself sat cross-legged opposite him: "You used your small world projection to cover West Kunlun. I will help you turn the illusion into reality and incorporate this world into yourself. Let me make this clear from the beginning: your cultivation level is insufficient. Even with my help, it will be extremely dangerous. If I make a mistake and you die, don't blame me. It will be your own fault!"

No worries, with my physique, it would be difficult for me to die.

Xiang Yuan nodded gently, closed his eyes, and projected his inner world. Yin and Yang intertwined, the Five Elements evolved, and in the blink of an eye, countless stars scattered across the sky. The projection of this vibrant world, where all things competed for life, enveloped the entire West Kunlun Mountains.

On the other side, Bai Wuyan also closed her eyes, her aura spreading out to stabilize Xi Kunlun, preventing it from resisting and accepting Xiang Yuan's presence.

The Nine Immortal Mountains neither supported nor opposed it, tacitly agreeing that Xiang Yuan could integrate the Western Kunlun into his body.

Bai Wuyan frowned slightly. The situation was easier than she had imagined. Xi Kunlun did not reject Xiang Yuan, as if he was indeed qualified.

This qualification has nothing to do with the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed; it's more like...

Recalling the legends left by the Queen Mother of the West and King Mu of Zhou, Bai Wuyan felt very unhappy. This marriage existed in the past and seemed to exist in the future as well. It was an established fact that could not be reversed or erased.

So annoying!
The aura of the Sword Master Su Ran faded and merged into the small world that stretched into the distance. He keenly sensed Bai Wuyan's aura fluctuations, feeling both disgust and aversion, yet helpless to do anything about it.

Unaware of Bai Wuyan's thoughts, she clearly misunderstood something. A smile played on her lips as she stood up, straightened her wide robe, and sat down in Xiang Yuan's lap.

As expected of the Queen Mother of the West's exclusive seat, it's so comfortable, and even more comfortable in person.

I'm so mad at you!
"Sword Master, that's enough. Think of Fairy Shang, she'll cry." Xiang Yuan transmitted his voice, telling Sword Master Su Ran to restrain himself.

Su Ran Sword Master stiffened and got up to leave, but sensing the anger emanating from Bai Wuyan, he resolutely stopped.

Don't panic, Qingmeng, I'm here to help you!
Thinking this, Su Ran Sword Master immediately felt no guilt and sat comfortably in Xiang Yuan's arms, assisting Xiang Yuan's small world in turning the illusory into the real, demonstrating a higher level of cultivation methods.

Su Ran Sword Venerable has no Heavenly Emperor Dao Seed, and his realm is higher than Xiang Yuan's, but his upper limit is destined to be lower than Xiang Yuan's. Taking advantage of the demonstration, he imparts his experience while observing Xiang Yuan's small world.

The conclusion is that the two are of the same lineage, and if they cultivate together, they will surely achieve remarkable progress.

smell good!
Su Ran Sword Master was eager to try, as dual cultivation would not only bring benefits but also make Bai Wuyan unhappy. However, when he thought of Shang Qingmeng and Zi Ping who came knocking on his door, his eager thoughts immediately wilted.

It's better not to seize this opportunity!
Like Xiang Yuan, Su Ran Sword Master was shameless but not without principles. He abandoned the idea of ​​dual cultivation and did not take the opportunity to make Xiang Yuan suffer.

With the three working together, West Kunlun was gradually incorporated into Xiang Yuan's small world.

Become!

Xiang Yuan opened his eyes, retracted the projected small world into his body, and looked around. The world was murky. Although he was still in the Lower Abyss Realm, he did not know where he had been exiled due to spatial distortion.

He grasped the jade disc, activating the gate to the underworld, and a white halo of light appeared before him.

Sword Master Su Ran's eyes gleamed. He grabbed Xiang Yuan's shoulder, stood up, and rushed towards the gate, intending to take the great medicine back to Sword Heart Hall and keep it as a treasure of the sect for life.

With one step, Sword Master Su Ran successfully returned to the Qianyuan Realm, but his hands were empty, and there was no trace of Xiang Yuan.

"Tsk, what a hassle..."

Su Ran Sword Master snorted in dissatisfaction, looking at the jade disc tattoo in her hand. This item was forged by the Queen Mother of the West and used to trace reincarnation and resurrect the Six Paths. Bai Wuyan's authority was higher than that of all holders of the Yanfu Sect. If Bai Wuyan did not agree, she could not take Xiang Yuan away.

No problem. Shang Qingmeng already had a way to capture Xiang Yuan alive. She had used it once before, and it worked very well.

Let Ah Ping go fishing!
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Meanwhile, Xiang Yuan was dragged into the Yanfu Gate by the Sword Master Su Ran. As soon as he stepped out of the gate, the person carrying him turned into Bai Wuyan.

Stepping into the Wushuang Palace's Cold Pool Cave, he looked back and found his Taoist robe torn to shreds as he plunged into the cold pool with a splash.

Bai Wuyan coldly stared at Xiang Yuan in the water, remembering that the lowly maid Su Ran had once sat in his lap, and increased the force of the whirlpool, washing him back and forth several times.

After thoroughly washing herself clean, she removed her cloud-woven celestial robe, found a private seat at the bottom of the pool, and continued her cultivation by drawing blood.

The scene shifts to Xiang Yuan obediently dressing Bai Wuyan in palace attire, going through the formalities of adjusting the collar, tying her hair up, and then massaging her shoulders.

His intuition told him that going through the process this time was pointless; there was no need to even try, it was bound to be a good start.

"Master Bai, where should West Kunlun be placed? Is it this small grotto-heaven?" After leaving Yanfu Gate, Xiang Yuan's way of addressing Bai Wuyan also changed.

The Cold Pool Cave was of mediocre quality and unworthy of being the home of the Western Kunlun Immortal Mountain, but Bai Wuyan could not find a better place for the time being, so she could only use this place as a temporary dwelling in the Western Kunlun Mountains.

Furthermore, while finding West Kunlun was certainly a good thing, the mountain was sealed, and she had no idea how to break the seal. She decided to ask "her" for advice.

"You placed West Kunlun here, and I have another matter to attend to. In the meantime, you should think carefully about how to make excuses!" Bai Wuyan glanced into the distance, still resentful about the matter of Su Ran Sword Venerable and Jianxinzhai, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

After saying that, without waiting for Xiang Yuan's reply, he teleported away.

"As expected, after the accounts are settled, it's the sect's most prized treasure..."

Xiang Yuan stared blankly with dead fish eyes and complained, reaching out to touch the surroundings. His freedom to enter and leave Wushuang Palace had been revoked, and he couldn't even leave this little grotto. What should he do?

Xiang Yuan looked around, then reopened the world in a corner of the small cave, spreading out his inner world and gradually moving out the undigested Western Kunlun.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Mountain is a place of great fortune and opportunity, especially the Jade Pool. A soak there would be enough to rejuvenate one's very being. Unfortunately, the mountain is sealed; it can only be viewed, not used…

It's not that it's completely useless; the water vapor overflowing from Yaochi also has considerable medicinal properties.

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Southern Xinjiang, the Road to the Underworld!

Forbidden area in the back mountain.

The wind was still, the clouds were motionless, and ancient stone tablets stood scattered along the roadside, creating a scene of deathly silence and gloom.

The space swayed, and a pure white figure stepped out.

Bai Wuyan looked at the lifeless stele forest and then glanced at the end of the stone path. With her cultivation level, no one in the Yellow Springs Path knew that an outsider had trespassed into the forbidden area.

Rumble!
A wordless stele, about three zhang tall, rose from the ground. It was pitch black and constantly emitted black light. At its center stood a blurry square coffin, with illusory chains intertwined, like a seal.

Buzz buzz————

An invisible ripple spread out, as if a pair of eyes slowly opened, calmly looking at Bai Wuyan who had come to visit, as if they had expected it and had been waiting for a long time.

Lord of the Underworld, Mother of Corpses!

"It's been a long time. I thought the White House Master wouldn't come again, but I never expected..."

"No need for pleasantries, I'm not here to chat with you."

Bai Wuyan interrupted her directly, coldly saying, "Answer me, where did the jade disc in the hands of that lowly servant Su Ran come from? Was it your doing?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"By a twist of fate, it is no longer safe for West Kunlun to remain in the Lower Abyss Realm. It is just right to retrieve it now. The White Palace Lord is currently unable to unseal West Kunlun, so I can only arrange for Su Ran to go and assist him." The Corpse Queen Mother spoke slowly, her voice like a whisper from the underworld.

"So, everything was part of your plan!"

Bai Wuyan narrowed her eyes and said coldly, "Then... I am also part of your scheme?"

"Your Majesty is overthinking this. I am now a thing of the past, a broken body with only a sliver of will. I can only survive by hiding in the cycle of reincarnation. What is the point of scheming against my present and future self?"

The Corpse Queen Mother said calmly, "If you insist on calling it a scheme, it's more accurate to say that everything was arranged by 'her.' Your identity is too conspicuous. No one wants the Queen Mother of the West to return. If it weren't for you paving the way in the past, the path to immortality would be fraught with difficulties, and many would surely perish halfway through, wouldn't they?"

That makes sense, but Bai Wuyan was completely unaware of this scheme. With her pride, she couldn't tolerate being so clearly manipulated.

"How can I know whether what you say is true or false?"

"If the White Palace Lord does not believe, you may merge with me. Once you enter my body, my remaining will will dissipate, and you will be able to immediately unseal West Kunlun," said the Corpse Queen Mother.

No need!

Bai Wuyan had always been wary of the Corpse Queen Mother who had entered the cycle of reincarnation, especially after the destruction of the Silver Moon Palace, she felt even less favorably toward the Corpse Queen Mother.

They say they're doing this for your own good and that they've made arrangements beforehand, but they never reveal the truth. They only explain the cause and effect afterward.

“Su Ran, you are a lowly servant girl who has been reincarnated. Aren’t you afraid that she will realize her true nature and break free from your control by giving her the Gate of Jambudvipa?”

“She has already made arrangements, so the White House Chief of Staff has no need to worry. The road ahead is clear, so just keep moving forward.”

"Is the road ahead clear?"

Bai Wuyan laughed in anger upon hearing this: "What a bright future! Let me ask you, you said before that the Yanfu Sect would choose its own destined ones, so what's with this kid surnamed Xiang? Don't tell me this wasn't your arrangement, he..."

He has caused me so much trouble!

Thinking of the legends of the Queen Mother of the West and King Mu of Zhou in the Lower Abyss Realm, Bai Wuyan felt a wave of disgust. What was her status, and what was the status of the man surnamed Xiang? She was pure and innocent, how could she allow him to lay a finger on her?

Although during the dual cultivation while changing clothes, we didn't just touch each other, we even got handsy...

The White House Chief of Staff doesn't understand or want to listen to these things; that's her own choice, no, it's a result of being forced into it, and it's different from being arranged by someone else. They can't be generalized.

The Corpse Queen Mother knew what Bai Wuyan was angry about. After a long silence, she said, "This matter was not arranged by 'her'. As I said before, no one wanted the Queen Mother of the West to return and be subjected to so many schemes. This is already the best outcome."

"What do you mean? You're telling me to accept my fate?"

"The White House can make the decision itself."

"..."

Bai Wuyan was so angry that she was speechless. If she could make her own decision, she would have drawn the Wujie Sword long ago and cleaved Xiang Yuan in two with one stroke.

Although we could grit our teeth and chop it up for firewood, it would be such a waste to chop up such a good medicinal herb.

Besides, if it's chopped off now, wouldn't all the grievances we suffered before have been for nothing?
Bai Wuyan remained silent for a long time, then asked, still unwilling to give up, "What's the story behind the legends of the Lower Abyss Realm? Why is there another Queen Mother of the West? 'She' should have died long ago. Or are you hiding something from me, and haven't told me about your other past life?"

"The White Palace Lord has no second past life, and the legends of the Lower Abyss Realm are just legends. It is because the Western Kunlun does exist that it was plotted against by those with ulterior motives, resulting in the unexpected appearance of King Mu of Zhou," the Corpse Queen Mother patiently explained.

"But that pretty boy looks exactly the same, how could it be an accident?"

"The White House can make the decision itself."

"you……"

Bai Wuyan was truly speechless now. Thinking of a certain possibility, she said wearily, "Besides the Lower Abyss Realm, are there similar legends in other parts of the Three Thousand Worlds?"

"Have."

"..."

Bai Wuyan rolled her eyes in anger, feeling that she was no longer pure, and stormed off.

A clean break is all it takes, right? Just kill that pretty boy!
……

The Peerless Palace, a small grotto in the cold pool.

Xiang Yuan stood behind Bai Wuyan, grinning and massaging her shoulders. After the rich woman returned from her trip, she gave him a cold look and used the excuse of getting medicine to cultivate to grab at his back.

He guessed that Bai Wuyan must have taken advantage of Su Ran Sword Master's injury not yet healed to go and cause trouble, only to be turned away and ridiculed by Huang Mao Sword Master, who said that King Zhou Mu was really useful and that the Sword Heart Sect was all giving him high praise, which is why she was so unhappy.

It's just a vague legend, why take it so seriously? Learn from him, he looked exactly like King Mu of Zhou, and he wasn't angry at all.

It's no big deal, it's all in the past. We should look forward!

Xiang Yuan massaged Bai Wuyan's shoulders for a while, and seeing that Bai Wuyan didn't say anything, he straightened his attitude and started massaging her calves.

Bai Wuyan glanced coldly at the pretty boy, feeling quite annoyed. She wanted to kill him but couldn't bear to, yet keeping him around was also unbearable. In the end, she waved her hand and told him to get lost.

If you're going to talk about that, then I'm not sleepy anymore!
Xiang Yuan perked up and turned around...

He picked up Bai Wuyan, removed his cloud-woven celestial robes, went into the water and went through the process again before turning around and running away.

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The realm of gods, atop Mount Kunlun.

A streak of black light streaked through the air, not even bothering to find Fairy Qingluan's herb garden. After landing, it bypassed the human-shaped pit and knelt down behind Jingyun with a thud.

Xiang Yuan took out the picture book and pointed at King Mu of Zhou's pale face: "Master, something terrible has happened! Someone is plotting against me, saying that I have an affair with the Queen Mother of the West..."

"roll!"

"..."

No, I haven't finished speaking yet!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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