This humble Taoist priest, Qianhe, begins his quest for immortality by slaying demons and monsters.

Seeing Zhong Bai's face gradually turn pale, Mo Chen Saint Lord couldn't help but worry that his aura was too strong.

However, he cannot stop; the necessary trials are indispensable, as this is his responsibility to his younger sister.

At this moment, beads of sweat began to drip from Zhong Bai's forehead, his legs began to feel weak, and the intense pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Sir, my encounter with Miss Mo Ling was merely a chance meeting..."

As soon as Zhong Bai uttered those words, a divine soul suddenly surged out from the ancestral tablets of the Ten Ancestors in his Qiankun Ring and attached itself to Zhong Bai.

In an instant, Zhong Bai's eyes, which had been trembling, became deep and profound, and a sense of vicissitude and age flowed from his body.

"Is this the new world?"

The voices of the Ten Ancestors echoed in this space, and in an instant, the space originally created by Saint Monarch Mo Chen shattered one after another.

The Ten Ancestors looked at Saint Monarch Mo Chen.

"Are you a being from this world?"

"At the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, you are not weak, but you treat my Maoshan disciples like this. Do you intend to fight against Maoshan?"

In an instant, an extremely powerful divine soul force surged towards Mo Chen Saint Monarch like a tsunami. It was just a divine soul, and Mo Chen Saint Monarch's body immediately retreated backward. With each step he retreated, his figure became more and more illusory, as his divine soul was being consumed.

After finally regaining his footing, Mo Chen Saint Lord had the opportunity to carefully examine the ten ancestors possessing Zhong Bai's body.

"The senior is the tenth patriarch of Maoshan?"
I am Mo Chen, the Lord of the Feathered Immortal Abode!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Chen Saint Lord naturally understood where the divine soul in Zhong Bai's body came from.

Upon hearing this, the Tenth Patriarch smiled faintly.

"I, Wang Yuanzhi, the Ten Ancestors of Maoshan, Mo Chen Saint Lord, I know your thoughts, but remember one thing: Zhong Bai is related to the grand plan of Maoshan, and there can be no mistakes. If you dare to harm Zhong Bai, even if I cannot cross the realm to come, I will definitely report to the higher authorities, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths will be able to kill you!"

The Ten Ancestors' words were full of threats, and Mo Chen Saint Monarch's heart pounded wildly. As beings at the Nascent Soul Realm, Mo Chen Saint Monarch could sense that the Ten Ancestors' words were not just boasting.

After all, judging solely from their aura, Mo Chen Saint Monarch could determine that the Ten Ancestors' true forms were definitely at the peak of the Primordial Spirit realm or even surpassed it!
Such an existence is only the tenth patriarch of Maoshan, which gives you an idea of ​​how terrifying Maoshan's true foundation is.

"Senior, you can rest assured. I only wanted to test Zhong Bai's character and wanted to marry my sister to him. Of course, I would never do anything to harm him."

The Tenth Ancestor listened without questioning. His appearance was merely to provide Zhong Bai with a backer. In reality, his divine soul could only appear three more times before turning into nothingness.

Of course, the threat wasn't fake. If they really angered the Tenth Patriarch, they could simply ask the Fourth Patriarch to kill them with a single finger from across the realm.

The reason why the Fourth Patriarch and the others could not enter this world was not because they lacked the ability, but because this world could not withstand the terrifying existence of the Fourth Patriarch.

Therefore, Zhong Bai has the confidence that even if the Maoshan sect in this world cannot support him, Zhong Bai can still truly run rampant!

"I hope so. Then I will not continue to occupy Zhong Bai's body."

He had no recollection of what had just happened. "Remember, don't mention what I just told you. Some paths are best walked by Zhong Bai himself..."

After saying this, the Tenth Ancestor's spirit quietly left and returned to the memorial tablet.

Zhong Bai, on the other hand, collapsed to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Mo Chen Shengjun was somewhat helpless. He had only tried to test someone, but it had actually drawn out the old monster from Maoshan.

Of course, although Mo Chen Shengjun was still somewhat shaken, he couldn't stop smiling at the moment.

The words of the Tenth Ancestor just now clearly indicated that Zhong Bai was not a being of this world. Furthermore, the Maoshan Mochen Saint Lord of this world knew something about it. Although he also had a rogue immortal at the peak of the Primordial Spirit realm or even beyond, he was definitely not as filled with the aura of the underworld as the aura just now!
Indeed, Mo Chen, the Holy Monarch who occupied the Underworld, knew all too well what the aura emanating from the Ten Ancestors represented.

That was the aura of a high-ranking official from the underworld. The underworld of this world no longer exists, and even a fool would understand the implications.

"Tsk, it's true that different people have different fates. I, the Saint, have also had a difficult and bumpy journey. Zhong Bai, you are so lucky!"

Shaking his head, Mo Chen Saint Lord looked at the shattered space around him and did not stay any longer. He took the unconscious Zhong Bai out of the space.

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As soon as she left the space, Mo Ling quickly came to Zhong Bai's side. Seeing the blood flowing all over Zhong Bai's body and his pale face, she couldn't help but frown.

"Brother, you!"

Mo Chen Shengjun was somewhat amused and exasperated. Yes, he was responsible for half of Zhong Bai's current state, but the possession by the Tenth Ancestor of Maoshan had also increased the pressure on Zhong Bai's body. However, Mo Chen Shengjun could not say such a thing.

"Yes, yes, little sister, big brother was a bit rough. Please forgive him, okay?"

Mo Ling was clearly still angry. She took out a dark green pill from her Qiankun bag and fed it to Zhong Bai before saying irritably, "Big brother, I know you're worried that I'll be deceived, but you can't do this!"

Mo Chen Shengjun, who was misunderstood by his own sister, chose to suffer in silence. Well, it's his own sister, so saying a few words won't hurt.

After taking the pill, a pure medicinal power began to continuously repair Zhong Bai's body, and even his complexion quickly became rosy.

After about an incense stick's time, Zhong Bai slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Ling's beautiful face in front of him, blinking and staring at him.

"Cough cough..."

After coughing a few times, Zhong Bai straightened up and bowed to Mo Ling to express his gratitude.

"This humble Taoist thanks Fairy Mo Ling for her kindness earlier. Fairy Mo Ling, this is the demon core of the Universal Salvation and Compassionate Journey, which I would like to give to you."

As Zhong Bai spoke, he handed over the demon core of Pudu Cihang. At present, Zhong Bai had no interest in obtaining ordinary demon cores, mainly because they were useless to him.

He possessed the Demon Extermination Panel, eliminating the need for refining demon cores or exchanging cultivation resources. Consequently, Zhong Bai had never even obtained the demon core of the dragon in Songjiang. However, Mo Ling had taken out the demon core from him last time as if it were a treasure. Now, Zhong Bai felt that if he gave Mo Ling the demon core from the Pudu Cihang Sect, she would be happy.

The result was quite the opposite...

Mo Ling looked at the Pudu Cihang Demon Core in front of her, and strange emotions were changing in her eyes.

Upon seeing this, Mo Chen Saint Lord immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly pulled Zhong Bai aside.

"Ahem, Zhong Bai, are you out of your mind? Do you really think my sister needs these demon cores?"

Mo Chen Saint Lord rubbed his forehead, while Zhong Bai looked on with a half-understanding expression.

"To tell you the truth, my sister has taken a liking to you and wants you to be the son-in-law of our Feathered Immortal Mansion. Give me an answer, are you willing?"

The sudden confession left Zhong Bai stunned; he truly hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

Just as I was about to say something, I heard Mo Chen Shengjun continue, "Don't say you're unwilling. Just now, when you were unconscious, the senior in the memorial tablet you were carrying had already agreed to this matter."

"You must listen to the words of your ancestor Wang Yuanzhi, the tenth patriarch of Maoshan, right?"

Upon hearing that the Ten Ancestors had descended, Zhong Bai was initially skeptical. However, Mo Chen Saint Lord could accurately name the Ten Ancestors with vivid detail, revealing no trace of falsehood. Zhong Bai realized that the Ten Ancestors had most likely indeed descended; otherwise, he wouldn't have suddenly fallen into a coma.

Of course, Zhong Bai is not at a disadvantage in this matter; if Mo Ling doesn't object, he can certainly do it.

"Which...sage ruler?"

"Call me brother!"

"Ahem, big brother..."

"Yes, people from prestigious sects are different. They think very quickly, unlike those rogue cultivators who are all self-important and think such things are an insult."

"Alright, we shouldn't linger here. We just killed the Great Demon Pudu Cihang of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, and the Nascent Soul Demon Emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace might come to investigate. You and Mo Ling should return to the Immortal Palace to discuss other matters."

After saying this, Saint Lord Mochen turned to his younger sister, Fairy Moling, and smiled brightly.

"Little sister, it's all done. You and Zhong Bai come back quickly. Your big brother will start preparing for your wedding."

After saying that, Mo Chen Saint Lord disappeared without even giving Mo Ling Fairy a chance to speak, leaving Mo Ling and Zhong Bai staring at each other in disbelief.

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Three days later, at the Daqian border.

Zhong Bai and Mo Ling have basically gotten used to the change in their relationship after spending the last three days together.

And now, Zhang Zhiwei and Zhi Qiu Yiye are about to part ways with them.

"Fellow Daoist Qianhe, Fairy Moling, I shall take my leave now. The world is vast, and I do not know when we will meet again. I wish you both well in advance."

Zhang Zhiwei chuckled awkwardly, bowed to Zhong Baimo Ling, and then left the territory of Daqian.

Zhiqiu Yiye followed suit, imitating her.

After the two left Daqian, Zhong Bai looked at Mo Ling beside him. They exchanged a glance. Mo Ling seemed a little shy, while Zhong Bai, after all, was an experienced man. Well, Nie Xiaoqian was still inside his seal.

"Mo Ling, what's next..."

Zhong Bai smiled gently and asked Mo Ling a question. At the same time, Mo Ling pointed to the ground.

"Of course, we're heading to the Immortal Abode. By the way, the Immortal Abode is located in the Underworld."

Zhong Bai was taken aback, but he quickly realized that he was very familiar with the underworld.

"Okay, let's go..."

After speaking, Zhong Bai took out his seal as the Inspector of the Mortal Realm, which Mo Ling stared at intently.

Zhong Bai didn't hide anything about Nie Xiaoqian. Nie Xiaoqian had met with Mo Ling yesterday, so when Zhong Bai took out the seal, Mo Ling felt something was off.

"I am the Inspector of the Mortal Realm, open the gates of the Underworld for me!"

As Zhong Bai chanted, the seal in his hand instantly erupted with a thick yin energy. In the surrounding void, a portal opened, and gusts of yin wind blew out, revealing it to be a passage to the underworld.

Mo Ling was genuinely surprised by Zhong Bai's method, as they all needed to use powerful spiritual artifacts to break through the Yin and Yang realms to reach the Underworld.

Take, for example, the Demon-Slaying Sword in her hand; someone like Zhong Bai is truly rare.

However, considering Zhong Bai's identity as a disciple of Maoshan, and that Maoshan's methods might be able to achieve this, Mo Ling felt relieved.

"Let's go, Mo Ling!"

After saying that, Zhong Bai grabbed Mo Ling's delicate hand and plunged directly into the passage.

Hell.

In a space filled with yin energy, Zhong Bai and Mo Ling landed.

Separating her clasped fingers from Zhong Bai's, Mo Ling immediately drew her demon-slaying sword.

As the sword was drawn, beams of light spread outwards.

“Zhong Bai, come on up. The Demon-Slaying Sword can directly lead to the Feathered Immortal Abode. The Underworld is vast. Without a direction, we might not be able to return to the Immortal Abode for ten days or half a month.”

Zhong Bai did not refuse. He lightly leaped behind Mo Ling, smiled brightly, and wrapped his arms around Mo Ling's waist.

In an instant, Mo Ling's face turned slightly red, but while her heart was racing, she did not choose to let Zhong Bai release her. It was a very strange feeling, and Mo Ling was somewhat captivated by it.

The sword light flashed by and began to travel through the underworld.

The Feathered Immortal Abode is considered one of the three major powers in the Underworld, and the entire Underworld is vast.
Zhong Bai and Mo Ling flew for three days before arriving at the territory of the Feathered Immortal Mansion.

The Immortal Palace of Ascension.

This is the core of the Immortal Ascension Palace, where Saint Lord Mo Chen usually cultivates.

The Feathered Immortal Palace has been unusually lively these past few days. The once quiet and solemn palace is now adorned with red paper and silk ribbons used for weddings in the mortal world.

The entire Feathered Immortal Palace became festive. The elders of the Immortal Palace had their own guesses, but since their Holy Lord didn't say anything, they didn't know whose happy event it was.

Until the Demon-Slaying Sword pierced through the sky and arrived.

The spirit sword hovered steadily in front of the jade steps of the Feathered Immortal Palace. One after another, the elders of the immortal palaces came over. When their eyes fell on Mo Ling on the spirit sword and Zhong Bai behind her, especially when Zhong Bai was embracing Mo Ling in an open embrace, everything was revealed: their Princess of Ten Thousand Spirits was actually getting married.

"This old man pays his respects to the princess!"

An old man in a blue robe with white hair and a long, slender figure drifted over, and Mo Ling couldn't help but smile with delight upon seeing him.

"Elder, Mo Ling is back!"

Zhong Bai, who was behind him, also tactfully let go of his hands and bowed to the Grand Elder of the Feathered Immortal Mansion.

"Zhong Bai, a disciple of Maoshan, greets Senior!"

Upon hearing the name Maoshan, the already delighted Grand Elder beamed with joy. A few days ago, when the Holy Lord returned, he mentioned that Mo Ling had found a future husband who was a perfect match for her. At that time, the Grand Elder had been curious, but now he understood. The disciples of Maoshan were indeed a good match.

"Your Highness, please don't stand on ceremony. Please follow me. His Majesty the Emperor is already waiting for the Princess and Your Highness."

Zhong Bai and Mo Ling exchanged a glance and nodded. The two followed the Grand Elder up the jade steps, a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. When the two arrived in front of the palace, the Grand Elder beside them stopped.

"Princess, Prince Consort, please, this old man will not continue..."

(End of this chapter)