Longevity Clan Starts with the Patriarch’s Marriage

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 Heavenly Immortal Fairy_l

Translator: 549690339

Upon an immense and boundless ocean, the view stretched to infinity, waves surged tumultuously, and black storms swept across, daunting to all who beheld them.

At that moment, a light boat appeared from the horizon. Wherever it passed, the winds calmed, and the waves stilled, no longer harboring a hint of danger.

At the bow of that light boat stood a figure of peerless elegance. Her beauty was divine and ethereal, her face flawless, with a gentle smile resembling a Heavenly Immortal who had descended to the mortal realm, aloof from the world.

Clad in garments whiter than snow, tall and graceful, her aura was pure and

transcendent, commanding reverence as if she were indeed an exiled fairy.

As the breeze brushed by, lifting light veils, her perfect visage was exposed, against which even the sun and moon paled in comparison.

She raised the long flute to her lips and softly blew. The melodious and gentle sound of the flute resonated over the endless sea, with each divine note transforming into fairies dancing upon the waves, quieting the restlessness and clamor of the North Sea.

The sound of the flute was like a song from the heavens, painting a brilliant tapestry of the great world; the music was like an enchanted dream, inscribing the splendor of an ancient history in a fleeting illusion.

“Bidding farewell to the White Emperor amidst colorful clouds, the vast North Sea returns in a single day.”

“One might suspect the Milky Way had fallen from the sky, as the light boat has already crossed the boundless sea.”

She lowered the translucent jade flute from her lips and began to speak, her ethereal voice echoing over the North Sea.

At this moment, her purple hair fluttered, her eyes and teeth sparkling, her appearance unparalleled in its divine beauty, her skin and bones as if crafted from jade, her figure perfect and statuesque, standing out from the vastness of the North Sea as if she were a true fairy.

Somehow, the light boat had already crossed the wide North Sea, and a vast land mass appeared 3 million miles ahead.

“The Qianyuan Divine Province, I have finally arrived.”

Gazing at the Divine Continent in the distance, the Heavenly Immortal sighed softly.

She had set out from the faraway White Emperor City that morning, when the dawn was filled with rosy clouds, and by the time she crossed Beiming, it was already near midday.

The light boat cleaved through the sea, instantly spanning a million miles, quickly entering the Qianyuan Divine Province, and then headed towards its depths.

The Heavenly Immortal had no intentions to disembark. The light boat was also a powerful treasure, capable of breaking through the sky and traversing the vast ocean at extreme speeds, unnoticeable unless one with great power intentionally spied upon it.

Her purpose for coming was simple; she wouldn’t stay long or, to be more precise, the Qianyuan Divine Province was too insignificant in her eyes to warrant a prolonged visit.

The Heavenly Immortal stood at the bow of the boat, watching the ever-changing scenery flash by as she effortlessly crossed vast distances, indifferent to it all.

Before long, the boat arrived at the heart of the Qianyuan Divine Province. The Heavenly Immortal stepped into the firmament, casually stowed away the boat and looked down.

“Dragons rise from the land.”

She commented placidly towards the empire below.

Afterward, she strode across the void and arrived at another place.

Just beneath where the Heavenly Immortal had been standing was a bustling Imperial Capital. An elder in seclusion suddenly awoke with a start, sensing an overwhelming danger that vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

The elder frowned, made some calculations, but could infer nothing concrete, yet he couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease. After a moment’s thought, he sent out a message and then resumed his seclusion.

Leizhou, Dingyuan Manor.

The Heavenly Immortal descended to a humble mountaintop.

This mountain was not tall, only a hundred meters, but under the Heavenly Immortal’s presence, it took on a majesty as if it was the highest peak, able to look down upon all other mountains.

As the saying goes:

“A mountain needs no height; it’s renowned if immortals are in sight.”

“A river needs no depth; it’s spirited if dragons breathe its breadth.”

Standing atop the mountain, the Heavenly Immortal took out a piece of greyish human skin parchment, felt for a moment, and confirmed her target was here.

She put away the parchment, and the figure of the Heavenly Immortal disappeared from sight.

Deep underground, a hundred thousand feet below, the figure of a Heavenly Immortal suddenly appeared. She found that the place was neither dark nor damp; instead, it felt much like the surface, vast and flat.

After briefly sensing her surroundings, the Heavenly Immortal headed towards the front-left direction. With a casual pace, she quickly arrived at her destination.

About a kilometer in front of her, a nine-colored light barrier emanated a profoundly mystical aura as its restrictions flowed within. Even with her cultivation level, she dared not underestimate it.

The Heavenly Immortal did not advance any further, stopping in her tracks as if some immense horror lay ahead, evoking profound wariness in her.

After a careful observation, the Heavenly Immortal was about to take action when a deep and aged voice suddenly echoed throughout the Underground World.

“Zi Miao Zhen! ”

The Heavenly Immortal’s motions froze momentarily, and she prepared to continue when the deep and aged voice rang out once again.

“Zi Miao Zhen, it’s been five hundred years, and you’ve actually cultivated to the peak of the Tongxuan Realm. Truly remarkable and exceptional.”

The presence in the shadows had seen through the Heavenly Immortal’s level of cultivation, its tone laced with hints of amazement.

Zi Miao Zhen, the Heavenly Immortal, pondered for a moment before replying softly, “Compared to you, what’s my modest cultivation worth?”

“Zi Miao Zhen, aren’t you still under a thousand years old? To have such cultivation at your age, you would be hailed as a celestial maiden even in my era,” the deep and aged voice spoke once more, its tone enigmatic, as if lost in the memories of a distant past.

“You flatter me,” responded Zi Miao Zhen.

She smiled, and with that, the entire Underground World lit up with her dazzling radiance. Her beauty unparalleled, she was a vision of ethereal loveliness.

This was the second time she had come to carry out a mission. When she first came, she had only attained the Divine Yuan Realm and was extremely cautious in the presence of this being.

This time, having reached the peak of the Tongxuan Realm, her confidence was bolstered, yet she remained immensely wary of the entity sealed and suppressed here.

Zi Miao Zhen did not dally. She noticed a minor flaw in the Unprecedented Formation that sealed the entity. Whether it was the entity’s doing or simply due to the passage of time was unclear.

Although the issue was minor, Zi Miao Zhen could not afford to overlook it and promptly began to repair it.

The hidden entity fell silent. After some time, a long sigh resonated, and it continued,

“Zi Miao Zhen, we are old acquaintances by now, aren’t we? Must you be so ruthless?”

Zi Miao Zhen remained silent, her movements steady. With a flick of her finger, magical charms and symbols flew out, integrating into the working of the great Unprecedented Formation.

The entity sighed again and inquired, “Zi Miao Zhen, my promise from five hundred years ago still stands. Have you given it some thought?”

“If you do not repair the Formation and instead help me conceal the truth for a millennium, I will grant you an opportunity of a lifetime to become an emperor.”

Zi Miao Zhen paused, the scenes from her first mission surfacing in her mind.

The sealed entity had tried intensely to lure her with all sorts of seductive persuasion, causing ripples in her moral resolve and nearly leading her astray.

Recalling it now, she still felt a shudder of fear; had she been beguiled back then, she would have wrought a great calamity, plunging the entire Yuankun Domain into chaos…

Dismissing these thoughts, Zi Miao Zhen’s resolve remained unwavering as she continued to repair the Formation. All the while, the obscured entity kept talking, offering various terms.

When Zi Miao Zhen released the last magical charm into the Formation, the nine-colored light barrier brightened slightly. She knew that the minor flaw had been fixed.

With a last glance, Zi Miao Zhen departed without hesitation, and her figure vanished from the Underground World.

“Sigh!”

A heavy sigh echoed as the darkness beyond the nine-colored light barrier receded, revealing a majestic figure.

This majestic figure, looking towards where Zi Miao Zhen had been, felt extreme frustration in his heart. The slight flaw in the Formation, which had taken him five hundred years to produce, had been repaired by that wretched Zi Miao Zhen.

“Just wait, when I get out, you will be the first one I settle scores with,” he said.

As his words faded, darkness enveloped the area once again, concealing the majestic figure..