Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The night was deep, and the crimson moonlight could be faintly seen through the dark clouds.
The cold wind rustled the leaves of the immortal herbs and trees.
The Kunlun cultivators, usually impeccably dressed and immaculate, exuding an air of immortality, always kept their food and clothing clean and their beds tidy. But at this moment, they no longer resembled high-ranking cultivators, but rather warriors ready for battle.
They repeatedly wiped their longswords, silently recited the incantations they had memorized, their long hair neatly tied into their hair ornaments, and then sat cross-legged on the ground near the mountain gate, silently meditating and adjusting their inner energy to accumulate true qi for the upcoming decisive battle.
“Immortal Master, this place is dangerous. Now that you have finished your inspection, please return to the palace to avoid the brunt of the attack,” several immortal elders said to Yu Tianji.
“If I were to hide away, I would have no face to be your Immortal Lord,” Yu Tianji said. “The High Priest and I will stay here and not go anywhere.”
Seeing Yu Tianji in his black military attire and long sword at his waist, the immortals understood— this second young master usually dressed flamboyantly, but today he was in full armor, indicating he had prepared to fight the Demonic Sect before coming. It was impossible to persuade him to return now.
“The Immortal Lord’s courage is truly a blessing to Kunlun,” several immortals sincerely praised.
“My father died at the hands of the Demonic Sect; this is an irreconcilable blood feud,” Yu Tianji said. “I will naturally stand with you all.”
Receiving his promise, the cultivators’ morale soared, and they dispersed to meditate as ordered.
Li Yuebai dared not slacken in the slightest, sitting cross-legged on the ground, unfolding several scrolls, and reading them carefully.
“Even at this hour, the High Priest is still diligently studying?” Yu Tianji moved closer, sitting opposite him.
The cultivators dispersed, unable to see the smile on Yu Tianji’s face or hear his renewed flippant tone— just now, to project a leader’s image, Yu Tianji had to restrain himself, but now, only in front of the High Priest, his true colors were revealed.
“The more critical the moment, the less we can afford to relax even a fraction,” Li Yuebai said.
In truth, Li Yuebai’s palms were already sweating, his heart ice-cold.
He had never shouldered the responsibility of so many lives; even with the courage he had accumulated during his previous two transmigrations, it was still far from enough.
“Are you afraid?” Yu Tianji teased.
“Of course I am afraid.” Li Yuebai didn’t look at him, his eyes fixed on the scroll, admitting it without hesitation.
His hand holding the scroll trembled slightly, all of which Yu Tianji noticed.
“Unbelievable, unbelievable.” Yu Tianji shook his head repeatedly: “The High Priest, a veteran of countless battles, is actually afraid…” The one with countless battles was Mu Qingning, not Li Yuebai.
Li Yuebai simply maintained his cold, serious expression, remaining silent.
“Master Mu, after we defeat the Demonic Sect, why don’t you move into the Auspicious Palace?” Yu Tianji teased again. “My father has been obsessed with elixirs for many years, accumulating many unresolved matters. Without you, I wouldn’t be able to finish them. You can review documents while I serve you tea and water… How about that?”
“The Auspicious Palace belongs only to the Yu clan. It would be improper for me to go there,” Li Yuebai said.
No, he was still terrified.
Whether his eyes were open or closed, he could see the Demonic Sect slaughtering everyone and causing rivers of blood to flow.
His mind was in turmoil, and he just wanted to find a secluded place to vent his anger.
“Beauty Mu, I recently learned a new magic trick. How about I show it to you?” Yu Tianji’s words became increasingly absurd and outrageous.
“Now is not the time…” Li Yuebai frowned.
Yu Tianji seemed not to hear him at all and began to perform his magic trick. With a slight flip of his hands, he conjured a transparent crystal ball in the air, sparkling with countless stars, much like a decoration displayed in a modern store.
As expected of Yu Tianji, this kind of play was so in line with his personality.
Li Yuebai wanted to laugh at his childishness, but he wasn’t in the mood.
However, if he looked deeper into the crystal ball… the more he looked, the more he felt that it really was a starry sky, exactly the same as the starry sky he had seen from the rooftop before.
Ye Qing’s image involuntarily surfaced in his mind, and Li Yuebai was momentarily distracted. With a great battle imminent, he shouldn’t be thinking about the events of his previous transmigration, but… if there was even the slightest mistake in this battle, it would mean death. He didn’t know if he would have another chance to see Ye Qing after failing his mission.
Just as he was distracted, he saw the crystal ball in front of him shake and explode.
It turned out that the ball was actually made of condensed water, which burst into millions of water droplets, all of which splashed onto Li Yuebai’s face, making him shiver from the cold.
“Immortal Master, don’t be ridiculous!” Li Yuebai wiped the water droplets from his face in a disheveled state.
“Whether I’m being silly or not is irrelevant,” Yu Tianji chuckled. “The important thing is that the High Priest is no longer afraid.”
Li Yuebai paused, looking at his fingers still gripping the scroll. Sure enough, they were no longer trembling.
He’d often heard people say that the best way to relieve tension was to be startled, but he never expected to find it working on himself.
“High Priest is just too burdened with worries. Why put the lives of millions on your own shoulders?” Yu Tianji rested his chin on his hand, staring at him with interest. “You’re not the Immortal Lord, nor are you their parents or brothers… They forced you into this position. Even if you lost the battle and everyone died, it’s their own fault.”
“How could the Immortal Lord say such a thing?” Li Yuebai smiled bitterly.
“Besides, what good is living a thousand years? Compared to the sun, moon, and stars, we’re nothing but mayflies.” Yu Tianji pointed swayingly to the dark clouds overhead. “Even stars, one day, might explode with a bang, falling as meteors…”
“I understand what the Immortal Lord means,” Li Yuebai said with a wry smile. Yu Tianji’s rambling was simply meant to help him take things easy and not put too much pressure on himself.
However, if he really was going to die tomorrow… there was at least one thing he wanted to figure out.
Just now, when he saw the starlight in the crystal ball, his doubts resurfaced— could Yu Tianji possibly be Ye Qing?
If he didn’t ask now, he might never have another chance.
“System,” Li Yuebai asked silently in his mind, “If I ask him about time travel, about another world… is that allowed?”
“Host, as long as you can bear the consequences, you can do anything,” the system replied. “But I still advise you to try not to violate the original owner’s identity and personality, otherwise it will arouse suspicion.”
Li Yuebai closed his eyes and pulled a yellow talisman from his sleeve.
Then, he dipped his finger in cinnabar and carefully drew a talisman on it.
It was a common spell pattern, used for healing, but he added two simple words to the pattern— joker and vila.
This was the secret code he and Ye Qing had agreed upon. Ye Qing might lose many memories, but he might remember this code.
The system had been with him since this transmigration and didn’t remember anything from the previous one, so he could secretly exchange the code without the system noticing.
He casually placed the talisman in front of Yu Tianji and said softly, “This is a healing talisman. Immortal Master, remember it well; you might need it on the battlefield tomorrow.”
“I didn’t expect Immortal Master Mu to be so concerned about me.” Yu Tianji took it, examined it carefully, and even rubbed it a few times with his fingers, saying, “It’s too messy; I’m afraid I won’t be able to remember it for a while. Perhaps Immortal Master Mu could draw a few more for me? I’ll carry them with me tomorrow to protect myself.”
He carefully examined the talisman, but his eyes remained unchanged, and his aura remained undisturbed.
Li Yuebai sighed inwardly.
Oh well.
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