The disciple of the Su Nu slightly nodded, maintaining a composed and dignified demeanor as she spoke, “Xuan Nu pays homage to the Queen Mother. Your Ladyship, please wait a moment while I inform my Master, who shall come to greet you shortly!”
Her calm and steady voice spread gently in all directions. Upon hearing it, the gathered immortals suddenly recalled—they were on Purple Mansion Mountain, and should obey the Holy Maiden’s command. The kneeling figures involuntarily began to rise.
The pearl curtains of the fragrant chariot fluttered gently in the breeze. At the very moment the celestial horses’ hooves touched the ground, two piercing and dignified gazes pierced outward. A voice, warm as spring breezes, swept over the immortals’ spiritual forms, causing their raised faces to bow even lower.
“Rise, my subjects. This is an unusual moment—focus your hearts on resisting the demons. No need for formalities!”
Her voice paused briefly before the Queen Mother’s gaze settled upon the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden, clad in flowing black robes and standing barefoot. Her tone softened, carrying a clear note of admiration.
“So you are the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden? Indeed, you are a rare talent. No wonder I have often heard of your name. It seems the Purple Mansion sect is in capable hands indeed!”
Yet in the face of the Queen Mother of Yaochi’s praise, Xuan Nu remained as cold and serene as a block of crystalline black ice. Without joy or sorrow, she turned quietly, intending to report to her Master so he could prepare for the arrival.
The Queen Mother did not take offense at the young fairy’s indifference, displaying instead her grace as the Matriarch of Heaven. Then, shifting her tone, she continued, “I’ve come uninvited, hoping to offer a bit of help. There’s no need to trouble Master Taiyuan—please allow me to enter on my own.”
The celestial horses skimmed the ground, flying straight toward the Purple Mansion Hall on the mountainside.
The gathered immortals parted like waves, but Xuan Nu remained rooted in place, as if fused with the earth itself.
As the chariot approached Xuan Nu, the five Yaochi Celestial Maidens, who had stood motionless like statues, suddenly radiated brilliant light. Though Xuan Nu remained connected to the ground, the earth beneath her feet shifted outward by a full zhang.
In the blink of an eye, the celestial chariot vanished along the winding mountain path. Only after a long while did Xuan Nu suddenly tremble, slowly pulling her feet from the earth where they had been deeply embedded.
“You all stay here—I’ll be right back!”
A trace of worry flickered in her eyes. Without even wiping the sweat from her brow, the Purple Mansion Holy Maiden shot forward in pursuit.
This was not Heaven’s Palace, but the Earth Sea—a sacred mountain in the Heavens with a unique status. Even the Queen Mother herself was merely a guest here. Purple Mansion Mountain would never allow a guest to overstep their bounds.
Not long after Xuan Nu departed, a tall and graceful figure emerged from the mist.
The moonlight of the Earth Sea illuminated Xiao You’s delicate beauty. Even the seasoned immortals couldn’t help but feel a surge of tenderness toward this younger generation.
The pale white gauze dress made Xiao You’s blushing cheeks even more noticeable. She paused briefly, then took a deep, difficult breath before clasping her hands in a gesture of respect.
“Xiao You greets you all, Senior Masters. I wish to cultivate and recover by the deep pool ahead. Might I trouble you for passage?”
The drifting mist began to churn. After speaking those few sentences, Xiao You already had to catch her breath several times. Her frail, aching posture, reminiscent of Xi Zi in pain, dimmed even the moonlight above.
The immortals exchanged hesitant glances, uncertain. Seeing this, Xiao You added with gentle sincerity, “If my seniors are troubled, I shall seek another place for healing.”
The frail girl limped away, her struggle causing the immortal elders’ hearts to ache. Almost in unison, they called out, “Xiao You, since the battle has ended, we shall rest for an hour. We’ll guard you from a distance. Go ahead!”
After the immortals left, Xiao You’s weary eyes suddenly sparkled with radiant light, like stars leaping into her gaze. Where was the trace of injury?
The Nine Yin Death Vein had vanished. The pure girl, turned ghost, had even gained great spiritual power from the misfortune. Closing her eyes, her consciousness, like fine silk, shot forth from between her brows, swirling in the void. Then, in a mysterious way, it transcended space and flew toward the demon army.
“Ahh, my daughter!”
Inside the earthly encampment, Gui Ji’s joyful cry drew the anxious women around her.
Gui Ji’s heart echoed with her daughter’s incredible “long-distance voice transmission.” Through the natural spiritual connection between mother and daughter, they had achieved a miracle even the Great Luo Immortals could scarcely accomplish.
“My lady, we now have a way into Purple Mansion Mountain…”
Inside the Purple Mansion Hall, the immortal body of Yuan Shi Tian Wang lay suspended in a cloud of red mist. Though an entire day and night had passed, Tai Yuan Yu Nu continued her spellwork with gritted teeth. Beside her sat the imprisoned troublemaker, Wan Nian Shen Wa, silently resting as if the Shi Yang Pearl had finally accepted its fate, offering no resistance.
A trickle of blood ran from the corner of Tai Yuan’s lips. The depletion of her spiritual energy had clearly exceeded her and Long Mu’s expectations. Seeing that Yuan Shi’s flame of life still needed just a little more energy to revive, Tai Yuan Yu Nu clenched her teeth, ignoring the serious warnings from her soul, and resolutely prepared to sacrifice thousands of years of cultivation to restore her husband’s rebirth.
The essence of Tai Yuan’s life was about to erupt from her lips, and Yuan Shi was about to return to life, when suddenly a violent gust of wind swept into the Purple Mansion Hall.
Bei Gong Zhen, who had been guarding the door, couldn’t even see the intruder clearly. In an instant, she was thrown aside by the gale, crashing into the wall and falling into unconsciousness.
Tai Yuan Yu Nu naturally heard the sound of the wind, but she could not break her spell. She could only accelerate the self-consuming process.
“Boom!”
From the whirlwind, a fiery figure slammed a palm onto Tai Yuan’s back. A surge of pure and powerful energy instantly filled her body, stabilizing her scattered soul and reigniting Yuan Shi’s flickering flame of life.
“Long Mu, thank you!”
Moments later, the wind ceased and the figure emerged. Tai Yuan Yu Nu, filled with gratitude in her eyes, slowly turned and bowed deeply. She had been willing to sacrifice her life for her husband, and now Long Mu had given her the essence of her hard-earned cultivation.
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