Perfect Double Agent

Chapter 668 The Great Calamity Beneath the Passage

The peach trees in the ancient land rustled softly, their pink blossoms filling the air with fragrance. Yuechan, with a holy and ethereal light, wandered among them, pausing to examine each tree with a serious expression.

She was cheerful and not upset about the loss of the ripe peaches. She would check the tree from time to time and touch the petals.

This was planted by that person himself for her. Although many peach trees have sprouted spiritual herbs, it's because he didn't have time to tend to them.

"Bai Ye, look, someone's helping you weed." Yue Chan smiled radiantly, pointing to a neatly arranged pile of spiritual herbs under a tree. Her pretty face was bright and beautiful, even more delicious than some of the pink peaches in the forest.

But the peach thief clearly had obsessive-compulsive disorder. He picked the peaches from the trees and then pulled out the medicinal herbs, arranging them meticulously. This is what a normal thief would do. If you didn't know better, you would think it was someone else's orchard.

What left him speechless was the sheer size of their appetite. This ancient land was comparable to a vast world, capable of supporting a battle between quasi-immortal emperors. Most of the area consisted of ancient tombs and architectural ruins, some of which he had cleared out and planted with peach trees. The peach orchard was as vast as the sea, yet even so, a large portion of the ripe peaches had already been picked.

Are we going to stay here permanently?

"Let's stay here for a while." Bai Ye nodded and stopped in the middle of the peach grove.

There stood a broken, ancient black mountain, its platform vast. With a wave of his hand, he cleared away the ruins and rubble.

Yuechan arrived, bringing with her a fragrant breeze. She quietly stood guard to one side, watching silently. The platform pit, though not very large, trembled as the man raised his hand. Billions of divine lights were drawn down, like a seven-colored river of essence falling from the heavens. The extraordinary divine light emanated a unique, vast, and ancient aura, purer than any spiritual energy she had ever encountered before.

The essence of the qi transformed into liquid, seemingly inexhaustible, falling into a bottomless pit to form a lake. Along the edge, sword-qi channels opened, leading down the mountain to form streams that irrigated the peach grove.

"What kind of place is that?" Yuechan sniffed the air, her heart uneasy. The essence of the liquid here is a rare immortal liquid in the world. It can not only remove the impurities in a cultivator's body and purify himself, but if he absorbs it for a long time, it may change his constitution.

"I've captured some of the water from the heavens," Bai Ye said with a smile. What he called water was actually the celestial essence he had drawn down through the passage. It contained the order of the heavens and the laws of the Great Dao, so its effects on the people of the lower realm were naturally extraordinary.

The fact that the original owner of this place was able to become a quasi-immortal emperor was largely due to the influence of the heavens.

"Are there people up there in the sky...?" Yuechan was amazed and kept looking up. She had heard of the heavens above, but had never actually seen them. She knew nothing about what was up there, and even some old kings in the foreign lands couldn't explain it.

"There should be one. We'll go up and take a look when we have the chance." Bai Ye stroked her hair a couple of times and then got back to work.

The stone axe, which had not been seen for many years, reappeared. He used it to cut down some old peach trees, used the wood to build a wooden house, and used spiritual herbs to cover the roof.

Yuechan sat to the side, watching the figure constantly busy wielding an axe. He was very ordinary, as if he had shed all his spirit and energy, transforming into an ordinary mortal. His movements were casual, and the axe marks were simple and unadorned. He had no supreme power to create the world, nor any unpredictable fluctuations of the Great Dao. Every action was natural and spontaneous. Just watching him quietly made her gradually become obsessed, deeply immersed in his world, unable to extricate herself, and almost unable to come back to her senses.

Even the most ordinary Quasi-Immortal Emperor is still an Emperor. No matter how he tries to conceal it, his level of life remains unchanged. If placed in the myriad realms, any one of such a person could change the rules of all realms with a single word and replace the Great Dao of the present world. It is conceivable that even a simple gesture could lead someone to enlightenment.

After an unknown amount of time, the night grew completely dark. The sun in the sky seemed to follow this natural law, no longer bright, but instead disappearing. Apart from the colorful river water still flowing down, nothing unusual happened.

Below, there are three thatched huts and a stone courtyard, built along the lake. On the left, a fence encloses birds that look like miniature phoenixes, and on the right, there are several acres of vegetable gardens with freshly turned soil. Two people walk in the depths, the man carrying a wooden bucket and the woman bending over to plant seeds. Her perfect curves are captivating, and her fair forehead is covered with fine sweat.

"Phew...finally finished planting."

Yuechan looked up and felt her back ache. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat, but when she looked down, she saw that her clean hands were already covered in dirt.

Just then, a sleeve was lifted up, the movements serious and gentle, carefully wiping, causing Yuechan's eyes to tremble, and her heart to pound involuntarily, as if she had returned to the time when she first fell in love, making her want to run away.

"Don't move."

Sure enough, upon hearing that assertive voice, Yuechan instantly became obedient. A smile appeared on her lips, a hint of shyness and unease mixed with an indescribable sweetness. She really liked this feeling; it was something one could become addicted to and unable to resist.

But her hand rose silently.

Suddenly, a hand covered in wet mud was smeared on Bai Ye's face, causing Bai Ye to freeze and instantly fly into a rage. He dropped the wooden bucket, bent down to grab some dirt, and smeared it with his hand in one swift motion.

"ah!"

Yuechan cried out in surprise, turned around and ran away, leaving behind bursts of white light. It's hard to imagine that the usually ethereal and otherworldly Moon Fairy could be so mischievous.

"middle!"

Before Yuechan had even escaped ten feet, her movements froze, and suddenly a handful of wet mud appeared on her forehead.

"You cheated! You actually used the Ten Deadly Techniques!"

This was no problem for her. She activated her celestial technique, remaining unharmed and casually grabbing mud to retaliate.

This was a rare sight: the night was deep, colorful waterfalls cascaded down, and from the pastoral landscape came occasional roars of men and silvery laughter.

"I can't take it anymore... I'm so dirty, I'm not playing anymore!" Yuechan fled towards the lake, where everything was shrouded in mist and fog. For a female fairy who always loved to be spotless, the thought of taking a bath was hard to resist.

"Let's go together!" Bai Ye followed, how could he miss such a good opportunity?

"Get away from me, don't come any closer!" Yuechan exclaimed in alarm. Before she could even enter the water, the other person jumped in, splashing water everywhere. The water soaked Yuechan, who was standing on the shore, and her clothes clung to her, revealing her curvaceous figure.

"Bai Ye!" Yue Chan was utterly embarrassed, clutching her chest to block his greedy gaze, her face burning. "You're still looking!"

She couldn't explain why, even though they were an old married couple, she still felt shy when stared at by those direct gazes.

But then she was pulled down and sank into the water. Her black hair spread out in the water, and her body was held firmly in someone's arms. Facing the triumphant gaze, she couldn't help but want to hit the person.

That bastard! All he does is bully her.

……

"Mmm...smells so good!"

"Where did this cigarette come from?"

Above the heavens, a being, enveloped in celestial light, sat cross-legged before the cave entrance, peering down and involuntarily sniffing.

Beside her stood an ancient stele, inscribed with ancient numbers.

This is a passage leading to the lower realm. It has been unguarded for many years. In the past, from time to time, terrifying monsters would crawl out of this passage, causing bloodshed in this supreme place, but they could not help but be suppressed by powerful figures.

"Strange, could there be someone down there?"

The mysterious creature, as if possessed, produced a pink, almost dripping peach, took a bite, and the satisfying juice instantly blossomed between the buds, the sweetness of the flesh leaving a lingering fragrance on the teeth and lips.

This fruit melts in your mouth and contains fragments of immortality. Perhaps due to its long-term absorption of the essence of heaven, the variety has mutated over the long years.

"Those elders are really inhumane. They said my cultivation is too fast and I need to be polished and refined. Is this fast? It's because I'm too strong!"

Clearly, this creature is narcissistic.

"On the path of evolution, I fall, and I fight for all under heaven! These mere minor evil spirits of the lower realm are nothing to me. Even if they exist, I can still beat them until they're covered in bumps."

The mysterious woman swung her fist, exuding an aura of dominance.

But she did not overlook it. With a flick of her sleeve, a magic mirror appeared. The mirror surface was like water, and after rippling, a hazy scene was revealed.

It was a man and a woman, their hair still wet, huddled together in front of a campfire. The flickering firelight illuminated their faces, and the aroma of Fei Feng's meat wafted without wind, making the smoke and fire below so harmonious that one couldn't bear to disturb it.

The woman in front of the mirror had her mouth slightly open, and she felt that the peach in her hand was no longer sweet.

The man was heroic and the woman was serene and ethereal; they relied on each other and accompanied each other, truly like a pair of peerless beauties in a painting.

As the saying goes, one envies not the immortals, but only the loving couple. As a woman, who hasn't fantasized about this in their childhood? Even someone as stunning as her is no exception.

"But why are you showing me this..."

She sensed a deep malice and had a strong urge to throw the peach in her hand down the passageway.

Why is it that I, unrivaled among my contemporaries, with looks surpassing even celestial beings and wisdom exceeding that of the Dao Ancestor, possess talent rarely found in ancient times, am relegated to guarding the passage alone, while you can be there whispering sweet nothings to each other, disregarding the feelings of others?

All those words and thoughts ultimately boil down to one word: sour!

"Strange, is it because I cultivated the Path of Sentiment... I should have chosen the Path of Ruthlessness! Those old men are a liar, saying things like 'begin with sentimentality and then become ruthless,' wouldn't it be better to just be ruthless from the start... It's really frustrating!"

Perhaps she was too lonely. This place was deserted year-round, so quiet that even an insect could hardly be found. Anyone who didn't know her would think she was a poor girl exiled to the frontier, her words filled with resentment.

Whether it was her imagination or not, just as she was about to look again, the man suddenly raised his gaze. His deep eyes, like two abysses, were filled with a demonic aura, which appeared in the mirror and startled the woman in front of it.

When she rubbed her eyes, those eyes disappeared again, never to reappear. Even the man in the mirror was raising his hand, taking a roasted phoenix, and carefully blowing on it to warm it up.

"I knew it! There is a celestial order in the passage, which is equivalent to a boundary wall. To pass through, one must be at least a Dao Ancestor. How could a mere native like him possibly sense my supreme existence?"

The woman breathed a sigh of relief. There were many passages in the heavens, some were gaps formed by spatial tearing, and some were abysses created by battles between supreme beings, forming permanently destructive law-based regions, some strong and some weak.

In those bygone eras, there were guardians who would guide people, and others would bestow seeds of great medicine or ancient scriptures to teach destined beings in the lower realms how to cultivate. Her master's elders had done this before. According to records, they bestowed a divine seed, which is said to have produced an unparalleled powerhouse. However, some things happened in those years, and they did not go to bring him up.

But regardless of the type, without a guide, ordinary people cannot cross the celestial order to come here.

"If I'm in a good mood, I might grant you some good fortune." Thinking this, the woman's mood indeed improved; the feeling of looking at people from a high place was truly different.

One day, two days...

The upper realm was silent, and the barren land remained barren. After cultivating for a while, she couldn't help but look down at the lower realm again.

The mirror was filled with laughter and joy. Men chased each other, and women dodged and weaved through the peach grove. The clear female voices were like heavenly music, and the happiness and joy contained within were completely from the heart.

"boom!"

The mirror was overturned, and the woman who called herself a celestial being had veins throbbing on her forehead, seriously doubting what sins she had committed in her past life.

She couldn't calm her mind; the silvery laughter kept echoing in her ears. Even with her eyes closed, the images kept appearing in her mind, making her want to throw a thunderbolt at those two scoundrels.

"I'll endure it!" The woman clenched her fists tightly.

She endured this for a whole year. She didn't know how she survived it, nor did she know why the two of them had such a good relationship. They were like a newlywed couple who had escaped to a paradise on earth, living carefree every day, drinking sweet spring water for tea and eating peaches. The man chopped wood and tilled the land, while the woman raised silkworms and wove cloth. When they looked at each other, their affectionate gazes were so deep that it was impossible not to be captivated.

The two of them have always been very carefree and oblivious to the outside world.

"Damn the Way of Love..."

The celestial being from the upper realm, who was as still as a withered stone, slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of black gem-like eyes, a delicate nose, and pink lips.

She was exceptionally beautiful, a rare beauty in the world. Her skin was fair, her features delicate, her face captivating, and her figure tall and slender. She stood gracefully at the entrance of the cave, her white robes fluttering in the wind, her long black hair glossy and lustrous. She seemed like an unparalleled fairy from a painting, standing above the world, possessing a transcendent and serene beauty.

She didn't want to watch, but she couldn't help herself. Although she cursed and swore at the man and woman, their every move, their smiles and words had an unimaginable impact on her life, like ripples on a calm lake, filling her with longing.

She raised her hand and, as if possessed, opened the celestial mirror that was floating above the passage again. She swore that she was not doing this to peek, but to learn, to refine her own path of compassion, and to learn from the sages of the past, to bestow some ancient scriptures, and to give the couple something to do.

The scene of men plowing and women weaving in the past has not reappeared. The man has disappeared, and there is no trace of him in the peach grove or the fields.

But at that moment, she also sensed something strange. Looking down, she almost kicked him.

"Ghost!"

The woman jumped back instantly, quite startled. Where she had been sitting cross-legged, a large hand gripped the ground, sinking deep into the hard earth. If it weren't for her strong instincts, that hand might have already grabbed her ankle.

This is simply too incredible. The giant hand is full of cracks, like a piece of porcelain about to shatter, yet it has broken through the order of the heavens without being destroyed.

"What's that sound? I think I heard someone calling."

"It's nothing, there might be stray cats up there."

The large hand withdrew again, leaving a five-finger print. It wasn't a dream; it actually happened.

"wildcat?"

"I?"

At that moment, the woman above was so angry she almost fainted. She wanted to say, "Come up here if you dare, I'll smash your head in!" But the five-finger mark made her deeply wary, afraid that the person would actually climb up.