Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 274 A Grand Dream. (Second Update!)

Xuanyuan Pavilion.

The inner gate is a heavily guarded area.

Boom boom boom...

After a fierce battle, the once beautiful sect was quickly transformed beyond recognition. Chen Zhentao swiftly gained the upper hand, standing in mid-air, glaring angrily at the scene before him.

In his current vision, Zheng Que had been injured multiple times, looking disheveled and increasingly wretched. Moreover, he only had three women left in his arms, one of whom seemed to be afraid of his superior strength and had already taken the initiative to escape.

Seeing that the situation was settled, Chen Zhentao made another move, his long sword flashing as he aimed straight for Zheng Que's vitals.

However, at that moment, a large number of Xuanyuan Pavilion disciples suddenly emerged from the surrounding area.

"Senior Brother Chen! Stop right now!"

"Senior Brother Chen, how dare you openly slaughter your fellow disciples in broad daylight?!"

"Senior brother, you are wise. Although Zheng Que is having an affair with your fiancée, they are truly in love. Why don't you grant them your blessing?"

The disciples swarmed forward, surrounding Chen Zhentao. Amidst their cacophony of accusations, advice, questions, and attempts to obstruct him, they were like invisible blades, slicing through Chen Zhentao's mind.

Chen Zhentao was furious and immediately attacked, killing all the Xuanyuan Pavilion disciples who rushed up with him.

bang bang bang...

After a satisfying and exhilarating slaughter, these clueless disciples were hacked to pieces, their corpses strewn across the ground, and they quickly fell from mid-air, piling up at the foot of Xuanyuan Pavilion.

After killing all the disciples who blocked his way, Chen Zhentao's face turned ashen. Just as he was about to rush towards Zheng Que, he saw another familiar disciple walking through the air, heading straight for him.

As the disciple fled, his body rapidly expanded, and his aura abnormally increased.

The other side is about to self-destruct!
Chen Zhentao's expression changed, and he quickly used his abilities to block.

next moment……

boom! ! !
Chen Zhentao was immediately thrown away by the powerful shockwave, crashing to the ground from mid-air. His blood and qi surged, and his throat tasted sweet; he was seriously injured on the spot.

"Cough cough cough..."

He let out a violent cough, his eyes filled with coldness.

Whether they are fellow disciples or close female friends, today, whoever dares to stop him will die!

In a flash, Chen Zhentao stood up again, about to make another move, when he saw five disciples who were usually respectful now rushing towards him with gritted teeth and resentful expressions.

These five disciples were not highly skilled, but as soon as they got close to him, their bodies swelled up rapidly like inflated balloons, and their auras became extremely terrifying.

These five disciples are also going to self-destruct!

Outrageous!

I am the undisputed next sect leader of Xuanyuan Pavilion!
Why are these Xuanyuan Pavilion disciples so biased towards outsiders, even willing to die to stop me?
Enraged, Chen Zhentao immediately unleashed a barrage of supernatural powers and techniques, bombarding the five disciples who had self-destructed.

Boom boom boom boom…

Amidst a series of loud crashes, Chen Zhentao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body flying out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

"what happened?"

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Why can't my supernatural powers even stop these low-level disciples from self-destructing?"

"puff……"

Just as Chen Zhentao was about to get up, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out another mouthful of bright red blood. Immediately afterward, several more familiar disciples rushed towards him. Just like before, as these disciples charged, their bodies rapidly expanded and their aura surged.

Chen Zhentao dared not confront his disciples' self-destruction head-on this time, and immediately used all his strength to escape in one direction.

As soon as he took flight, Zheng Que pursued him relentlessly, unleashing a barrage of various spells upon him.

Ping Pong Pong...

Boom! !

Chen Zhentao was immediately slapped to the ground. When he looked up, the scenery around him changed, and he was back at the entrance of his fiancée Nie Wanrui's cave.

The waterfall beside it was still flowing swiftly, like a white ribbon hanging from the mountain wall, splashing countless pearls.

At this moment, several disciples of Xuanyuan Pavilion appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards Chen Zhentao without hesitation.

Their bodies expanded rapidly with each step they took, and their aura twisted and rose.

Chen Zhentao tried to get up and dodge, but his heavily injured body felt extremely heavy and wouldn't obey his commands.

boom! ! !
A deafening roar erupted, and the waterfall not far away trembled violently, its flow momentarily halting.

Chen Zhentao was immediately numb from the explosion, feeling as if his limbs and bones were not his own. His mind went blank for a moment, and blood gushed out.

Clang.

The ornate longsword he had been gripping tightly fell limply to the ground.

Knowing he could not escape death, in his final moments of lucidity, Chen Zhentao laboriously turned his head to look at Zheng Que, and asked unwillingly, "Why?"

“I saved you and even brought you into the Xuanyuan Pavilion, a place you were never even qualified to set foot in.”

"Why betray me?"

"You saved my life, you guided me... why are you repaying kindness with enmity? And why did you steal my woman?!"

Zheng Que did not reply, but a familiar voice suddenly entered Chen Zhentao's ears: "Because you only have the path of cultivation, not destiny."

"Because you desire the path to enlightenment, yet you are unwilling to relinquish your karmic ties."

"And also because... this path was never meant to be yours!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhentao subconsciously turned his head and immediately saw a figure in black robes standing beside him. The figure's robes were simple, and he held a whisk in his hand. His long black hair was simply tied up, and his face, with its lowered eyes, was as white as a lotus petal. He was elegant and refined, exuding a transcendent air.

Upon seeing this figure, Chen Zhentao was taken aback. As if remembering something, he spoke with great difficulty, "Master Meng... Master Meng?"

The abbot bent down and picked up the ornate longsword that Chen Zhentao was hanging on the ground.

This magnificent and incredibly powerful longsword, the moment it fell into the abbot's hands, instantly transformed into an old-fashioned bamboo stick.

The fortune slip has two lines of text: "Riding a swift horse in the spring breeze, one can see all the flowers of Chang'an in a single day."

The abbot took the fortune stick and ignored Chen Zhentao, instead walking towards Zheng Que.

As the man in black robes departed, Chen Zhentao's vision shifted rapidly. The magnificent inner gate of Xuanyuan Pavilion was shattered, and the world seemed to shrink together, eventually forming a square courtyard surrounded by guest rooms. In one corner, a lush ginkgo tree swayed gently.

At the same time, the abbot's figure gradually disappeared from Chen Zhentao's sight.

Not far away, Zheng Que, who was originally embracing three female cultivators on his left and right, also transformed into a three-headed beautiful female ghost after a slight tremor. Moreover, the heads of these three female ghosts grew directly onto Zheng Que's shoulders.

Chen Zhentao suddenly woke up with a start. From beginning to end, he had never left Wanshan Temple!

All these years of strategic maneuvering, all these years of encountering beautiful women, all these years of unparalleled success... including my own Heavenly Dao Foundation, it was all just a grand dream!
(End of this chapter)