After Sheng Jun Chapter 62 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver (ko-fi)
Chapter 62 He's Going Home (part 2)
His words sounded as if he knew Zhong Ming was coming and had specifically waited here. Zhong Ming's brow furrowed slightly, but he didn't pursue the question, only getting straight to the point about his most pressing concern, "Xingzhi wants to form a contract with me."
Wu Jie curved his lips, "Oh? Congratulations."
What congratulations? He wasn't here to collect blessings. Zhong Ming suppressed his anxious and uneasy feelings, "I want to ask, is it auspicious or ominous? You said before about 'harmonizing with water'... is it harmonized or not?"
From the previous drunken incident, he had thought they had already "harmonized with water," but unexpectedly the subsequent development gradually exceeded his expectations. His alternate identity had actually risen to power and kicked out his true self, about to achieve the ultimate goal!
Zhong Ming finally came to his senses—based on the current situation, it didn't seem like "harmonizing with water" at all.
"..." Wu Jie was silent for a breath, then opened his mouth, "Ha!"
That familiar explosive laughter made Zhong Ming's brain ache. He tried to suppress the anger rising within him, placing two spirit stones with a "pat," "Can this contract be formed or not?"
"If this poor daoist said 'no,' would Protector Bai not form it?"
"Of course I would." A dark glint flashed in Zhong Ming's eyes, "If the Heaven Dao will go against me, at worst I'll tear the Heavenly Dao apart."
The hand resting on his knee trembled imperceptibly. Wu Jie cleared his throat, quickly sweeping the two spirit stones on the table into his own pocket, "It can naturally be formed. But harmonizing with water... indeed hasn't happened yet."
"What stage have Xingzhi and I reached now?"
"This poor daoist said before, Protector Bai's marriage fate—beginning, development, turning, and conclusion—all lie with water. Now you've passed the 'turning with water' stage and are about to harmonize."
Turning with water. Zhong Ming's brow pressed down—when did they turn with water?
Before he could think deeply, Wu Jie's words drew his attention back, "To harmonize with water still lacks one final step."
Zhong Ming looked up, "What?"
Wu Jie lowered his eyelids, opening a slit, his gaze falling on the Ancient Evil Sword at his waist, pointing at it, "Evil qi blocks the path, difficult to form conjugal ties. Such extremely fierce and evil objects should be suppressed in the Soul-Devouring Abyss."
The calloused hand subconsciously pressed on that sword.
The room was quiet for a moment, then a low voice fell, "Understood."
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When Jiang Xingzhi returned to Kunlun's mountain peak, Zhong Ming was already sitting in the courtyard.
Seeing him return, Zhong Ming called out, "Where did you go, Deng Deng?"
Jiang Xingzhi walked over and skillfully sat on his lap, hooking his neck and saying, "Went to the Demon Realm to deliver invitations." And earned Su You's gift money.
Zhong Ming immediately sat up straighter, "Why didn't you call me?"
"When I woke up, you weren't there." Jiang Xingzhi said, grabbing his ear to demand an explanation, "You still haven't said where you went."
"Went to find the master to divine our marriage fate."
"What result did you get?"
Zhong Ming just kissed him, "Very good, a match made in Heaven."
Jiang Xingzhi was amused by him, and seeing the atmosphere was good, took the opportunity to persuade, "Ah Zuo, should you take your Ancient Evil Sword to the Demon Realm for spirit suppression?"
He looked like he had blown all the pillow talk he could muster. Zhong Ming looked up, sourly humming, "What? Still thinking about that demon?"
"No." Jiang Xingzhi gave him a resounding "mwah!" on the lips, "I just see that Soul-Devouring Abyss as a hidden danger, afraid it might cause problems during our big happy day."
Oh, big happy day~ It sounded so delightful.
Zhong Ming was swayed, finding it very reasonable. Moreover, Wu Jie had also reminded him that before forming the bond, the Ancient Evil Sword must enter the Soul-Devouring Abyss. It's just that beside the Soul-Devouring Abyss was the Night Crossing River. If he went to suppress spirits... he'd better go secretly alone.
Until the last moment, he would never easily remove his alternate identity!
So Zhong Ming spoke vaguely, "Mm, we'll see."
Seeing Jiang Xingzhi still wanted to say something, he cupped the person's face and kissed him, blocking that chattering mouth, "During intimate moments, don't mention these things."
Jiang Xingzhi felt his attitude had softened, so he hung on his neck kissing, "Oh."
….
Before sleep that evening, Jiang Xingzhi habitually wanted to run into Zhong Ming's room. But this time, the latter blocked him at the door, "Deng Deng, sleep by yourself tonight, okay?"
"Why?" Jiang Xingzhi had even brought his pillow over. He stood at the door wearing only undergarments, his black hair cascading behind him. Zhong Ming glanced at him, his firm resolve nearly wavering.
After staring at each other for a moment, Zhong Ming pulled the person close, lowering his head to bite his collarbone, then taking Jiang Xingzhi's hand and pressing it against himself, "Do you understand now? Thinking about forming the contract makes me too excited, I'm afraid I can't hold back."
! Jiang Xingzhi quickly pulled his hand back, his face flushing red, "Shameless."
Zhong Ming laughed once, not refuting, "Mm."
"Then I'll sleep by myself." After Jiang Xingzhi finished speaking, he glanced downward once more, then his heart pounding, he averted his gaze, hugging his pillow and turning around, "Good, good night."
Even the cool night breeze couldn't dispel the heat on his face. Even after Jiang Xingzhi returned to his room and lay on the bed, he was still pressing his heart, recalling—
What on earth did Xu Jian eat growing up? Truly frightening.
He tossed and turned on the bed twice, then quickly fell asleep.
Shortly after he fell asleep, the door of the adjacent courtyard room quietly opened, and a black figure left Kunlun under the moonlight.
In the silent night.
Only that cluster of brilliant roses bloomed freely under the bright moonlight, regardless of season.
When Jiang Xingzhi first fell asleep, he had no dreams.
After an unknown time, he suddenly found himself in a familiar dreamscape again—still that vast world, the endless wilderness. Thick mist dispersed before his eyes, and countless scenes actually appeared under the firmament, with thousands of figures in the pictures.
What scene was this?
Jiang Xingzhi followed his heart's desire and walked forward. The scenes above also changed one by one as he moved—Shang Family House, Haosheng Sect, Yuhua Sect, Piaomiao Palace... all unfolded like scrolls behind him.
After walking a stretch, he simply took flight and quickly swept forward—the surrounding scenes also unfolded accordingly, and Jiang Xingzhi felt as if he were shuttling through the torrent of time.
He saw the Shang Family become the first merchants of Jiuzhou, driving the prosperity of Jiuzhou; saw the Yuhua Sect's martial and mystical factions unite into a new school of witchcraft; saw the Xuantian Sword Sect challenge the world with swords, and You Suqing take on a personal disciple named "Lin Xifeng."
He also saw Kunlun become like divine faith in people's hearts, a sanctuary for countless cultivators; the Demon Realm and Human Realm non-aggressive toward each other, with Su You serving as a bored Demon Sovereign for several hundred years before abandoning his post, thereafter hidden from the Three Realms...
Tens of thousands of scenes flashed before his eyes, gradually showing the landscape of a thousand years later.
Jiang Xingzhi passed through the torrent and stopped at the end.
At the end of the primordial flood was a mountain range hidden in clouds and mist. He stopped before the mountain when suddenly "bang"—large amounts of gold powder exploded before his eyes. The clouds and mist dispersed, revealing a mountain peak that was all too familiar.
Jiang Xingzhi's heart suddenly skipped a beat—that was his main peak, Qiting Mountain.
Had he... come home?
Excited emotions surged into his mind. He flew forward, and at the moment he broke through that thin golden barrier, the dream suddenly awakened!
Swish, Jiang Xingzhi's eyes snapped open.
Large patches of moonlight fell before the bed. His heartbeat was still pounding urgently and heavily in his chest, as if he were still immersed in the reality of coming home.
Was this just a dream? He didn't think so.
A strong premonition was driving him. Jiang Xingzhi turned over and got up, barefoot, pushing the door open—he needed to find Xu Jian. If they were going back, they should go back together.
"Ah Zuo!"
Bang, the door pushed open to reveal an empty room.
Jiang Xingzhi was stunned, then looked around. His divine consciousness instantly covered the entire mountain peak, but there was no trace of Zhong Ming, "Bai Mu!"
Where did he go in the middle of the night?
Just as he was about to send a message, a snow-bright long sword suddenly burst through the door of the adjacent room and hovered before him—its gleaming white light brighter than moonlight, reflected in Jiang Xingzhi's eyes, the sword body humming.
"Tingxue... Sword?"
….
At the same time, thousands of miles away at the Demon Realm's Soul-Devouring Abyss.
A black figure stood above the ten-thousand-zhang deep abyss, beneath his feet were wronged souls and hundreds of wailing ghosts. Zhong Ming held the long sword, with the nearby Night Crossing River reflecting his spirit soul, glimmering.
Profound spiritual power poured into the sword body. The sword tip turned in the air, pointing directly toward the bottom of the abyss—evil qi suppression. Boom!
Boom! Separated by thousands of miles, two sounds rang out simultaneously.
White light like fresh snow after clearing enveloped Kunlun's mountain peak.
Tingxue transformed into flowing light and entered Jiang Xingzhi's body. The familiar throbbing pulled at his spirit soul, breaking through the shackles of time and space, rushing straight toward that thousand years later.