DDT - Chapter 147
Chapter 147: Immortal Venerable × Meow Meow Cat (2)
Fierce winds whipped around the cliff’s edge on Qingyun Peak. The powerful Immortal Venerable Qingyun stood suspended in mid-air, a small, slender figure held securely in her arms.
Immortal Venerable Qingyun felt the person in her embrace trembling and began to gently stroke her back, trying to soothe her.
“Heavenly Dao, quick, knock this body out!”
Chi Junluo shouted to the Heavenly Dao in her sea of consciousness. The situation was not looking good. She had only received a portion of this body’s memories and knew nothing about this world, let alone who the person in front of her was. The best solution right now was to make the body faint and then feign amnesia upon waking up.
The Heavenly Dao, still facing the wall in repentance within her sea of consciousness, heard Chi Junluo’s call and reflexively used its power to knock the body unconscious.
Immortal Venerable Qingyun only felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy from the delicate body in her arms before the poor little thing fainted. She frowned slightly, carefully shifting the child into a princess carry. With a light tap of her foot, she appeared inside the strange wooden cabin in the next instant.
She gently placed the child on the bed. This time, Immortal Venerable Qingyun did not leave. Instead, she used a spell to conjure a chair out of thin air and sat down by the bedside, gazing at the little one’s pale face, lost in thought.
Inside Chi Junluo’s sea of consciousness, it was livelier than ever.
The Heavenly Dao had learned its lesson this time. After knocking the body out with its power, it awakened Chi Junluo within her sea of consciousness, giving her a prime opportunity to properly review the original owner’s memories and the world’s plot.
Chi Junluo ignored the noisy Heavenly Dao. She found a spot with good feng shui in her sea of consciousness, reflexively sat down cross-legged, and closed her eyes to examine the world’s timeline.
The trajectory of this world was clearly that of an overpowered male protagonist’s harem romance novel.
That’s right. In the world timeline the Heavenly Dao had transmitted to her, the name that shone so brightly it nearly blinded her belonged to this world’s “male lead,” Yun Qian.
In her original world, Chi Junluo hadn’t read many novels, but there was a period where she had coincidentally read a few overpowered-protagonist harem romances. After she finished reading the rest of the plot, the endless stream of melodramatic clichés left her speechless.
This was a cultivation world, the only kind of world Chi Junluo had ever fantasized about living in back in her original world. To cultivate and become an immortal—how interesting and alluring. Chi Junluo had imagined countless times that she could be like the characters in TV dramas, flying on a sword or walking on air, wielding incredibly cool and powerful magical abilities, traveling to every corner of the world to punish evil and promote good, living freely, and ultimately attaining immortality.
She never expected that, thanks to the heroine, she, Chi Junluo, would actually get the chance to experience a world dedicated to cultivation.
Her luck was good. She didn’t even have to search for the heroine in this world; the original owner had delivered herself right to her. Everything that had just happened was the result of the original owner collapsing deep within an ancient forest after frantically escaping pursuit from cultivators, only to be picked up by this world’s heroine—Immortal Venerable Qingyun—who happened to be passing by.
Chi Junluo briefly checked Immortal Venerable Qingyun’s information in the world timeline.
When she saw the ridiculously flashy, golden name of the “male lead,” Yun Qian, appear in Qingyun’s profile, Chi Junluo felt a sharp pain in her chest. She then saw the note in parentheses after his name: “Picked up from the East Jun Mountain Range 15 years ago.”
For a moment, Chi Junluo couldn’t control her expression. She gritted her teeth and thought viciously, So, should I be grateful that this world’s heroine has a habit of picking up children? What a fine, traditional habit to have!
Yun Qian was Immortal Venerable Qingyun’s first direct disciple. As the “male lead” of this world, he would build a vast harem.
What infuriated Chi Junluo even more was that one of the members of Yun Qian’s harem was his own master, Immortal Venerable Qingyun.
In the previous world, Chi Junluo had lived with the heroine, Yi Shuhan, for over a hundred years. In that long stretch of time, Chi Junluo had long since come to see Yi Shuhan as her lover. She naturally couldn’t stand the thought of some damn “male lead” in this world having such wicked, improper designs on her Shuhan. The heroine becoming part of this so-called “male lead’s” harem? Chi Junluo would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.
Perhaps Chi Junluo was being influenced by the racial instincts of this body. As she plotted how to deal with the “male lead,” she narrowed her eyes and viciously ground her teeth.
The Heavenly Dao was not far away, observing her secretly. When it saw Chi Junluo’s murderous glare, it couldn’t help but shudder its non-existent body. It decided it was better to go back to facing the wall in repentance.
The heroine was still named Yi Shuhan in this world, and she was already 1,000 years old. According to the information provided by the Heavenly Dao, Shuhan’s cultivation in this world had reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage.
The cultivation levels in this world were divided into Body Refining, Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Mahayana, and Tribulation Crossing.
This cultivation world was already showing signs of decline. In the last few tens of thousands of years, the number of people who had successfully ascended to the immortal realm could be counted on one hand. For most, reaching the Foundation Establishment stage was already a sign of great talent. The vast majority of cultivators in the entire cultivation world would spend their entire lives only to remain at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, unable to even reach Great Perfection before their lifespan ran out. Yet, Immortal Venerable Qingyun had managed to cultivate to the ninth level of Nascent Soul. She could basically do whatever she wanted in this world.
Chi Junluo rubbed her hands together in her sea of consciousness, wondering what her own body’s cultivation level was in this world.
The cultivation level she had inherited from this body was Hunyuan Stage, Great Perfection. Perhaps because the original owner was from an ancient divine beast clan, the ranking system was different from that of human cultivators today. Chi Junluo could only ask the Heavenly Dao.
The trembling Heavenly Dao was yanked to her side by a force from her sea of consciousness. The Heavenly Dao wondered if it was just its imagination, but it felt like Chi Junluo’s personality had changed slightly. She had become a bit more irritable, like an arrogant, aloof, and occasionally grumpy cat that held its owner in contempt.
Hearing Chi Junluo’s question, the Heavenly Dao didn’t hold a grudge about being violently dragged over and simply helped her convert the cultivation levels between the two races.
“What?!” Chi Junluo’s eyes widened, her pupils showing signs of turning into vertical slits. “You’re saying that when converted to human cultivator levels, I’m already at Mahayana Stage, Great Perfection?”
The sudden power of this body shocked her. For a newly-minted little nine-tailed cat like herself, what did Mahayana Stage, Great Perfection even mean?
Chi Junluo couldn’t think of a suitable analogy right now. It probably meant… she could do whatever she wanted even more than the heroine could in this world. Forget walking sideways; if she wanted to walk while lying down, or even roll on the ground, no one would dare interfere!
But that raised another question for Chi Junluo. If the original owner was so powerful, how could she have been chased into an ancient forest by a group of human cultivators and been gravely injured? It was too incredible. Could there be some hidden story she didn’t know?
Chi Junluo delved back into the original owner’s memories. She had expected to find the answer easily and clearly. But to her surprise, the memories from the past 1,900 years, ever since the original owner had escaped some great peril, were all chaotic and impossible to piece together into coherent events. Even the most recent memory of fleeing into the forest was muddled.
Well, great! Now she didn’t even have to lie to the heroine about having amnesia. With memories as messy as the original owner’s, amnesia might as well be the truth.
Chi Junluo rolled her eyes dramatically in her sea of consciousness.
As the small figure on the bed lay unconscious, Immortal Venerable Qingyun, sitting by her side, also began to reminisce about the past.
Immortal Venerable Qingyun had divined over 400 years ago that in the coming decades, she would meet her fated person, someone who had a deep, profound connection to her own soul.
Immortal Venerable Qingyun had always felt that she was different from most people in this world. For some reason, ever since she was a child, she had felt out of place. Her manner of speaking and her behavior all seemed incredibly strange.
From the time she could remember, she often had bizarre dreams. The events in those dreams were so real, as if she were experiencing them firsthand. Those dreams were not all pleasant. In them, there was a person who was extremely important to her. She couldn’t see that person’s face or know their name, only that it was a woman. A voice in her heart constantly screamed, Stop her! Stop her!
Yet that person shattered into pieces before her eyes, time and time again. To this day, she still didn’t understand. If that person was truly so important to her, if they were truly so closely connected, then she should be important to that person as well, right? So why did that person repeatedly plunge a knife into her heart?
Later, due to her strange behavior and speech, she was driven out by the villagers. She starved in the snow for seven days and seven nights, clinging to a single breath of life. She was then picked up by an elder of the Xianyuan Sect and brought back to Qingyun Peak, where she began her path of cultivation.
Even now, with Immortal Venerable Qingyun’s immortal power, soul force, and primordial spirit all being so formidable…
The face and name of the person in her dreams remained a mystery to her.
The turning point had been that divination 400 years ago. She had a premonition that her fated person might be the person from her dreams.
Thus, 15 years ago, while traveling, she encountered Yun Qian, who was being pursued. Her powerful precognitive abilities as a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator told her that this grimy, blood-soaked child would be of great use in the future.
Therefore, she ignored his pursuers, reached out, and plucked the child up, bringing him back to Qingyun Peak and accepting him as her direct disciple.
But soon after, six years later when the Xingyun Pavilion opened, she learned through divination that her fated person had not yet appeared. However, this Yun Qian was, by a stroke of luck, an assistant to her fated person.
For that reason, Immortal Venerable Qingyun continued to teach Yun Qian as diligently as ever, hoping he could help her fated person in the future.
Today, she had picked up another child. The Xingyun Pavilion would not open for several more years. Could this child be her fated person?
Whether she was or not, she would teach her well.
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