Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Fall into obsessionThat dazzling golden light circled and condensed in the air, the light gradually receding, and a man with a figure like a banished Immortal slowly appeared.

He was wearing a moon-white long robe, his sleeves fluttering.

The man’s face was exceptionally handsome, his eyebrows like painted strokes, his nose like a hanging gall, and his lips like applied vermilion.

His long black hair was casually tied up with a jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair gently floated, adding a touch of etherealness.

His eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and his whole being exuded an extraordinary and refined Aura, like an Immortal who did not eat the food of mortals, involuntarily inspiring awe.

Xiao Feng saw this scene and couldn’t help but widen his eyes, secretly exclaiming in his heart, ”Is this the legendary Immortal?”

The moment the black-robed man saw the man, the madness and killing intent in his eyes suddenly dissipated, replaced by deep reverence.

His body trembled uncontrollably, his legs went weak, and he immediately knelt on the ground with a ”plop”, respectfully calling out, ”Master!”

Dao Wu’s heart was surging with complex emotions.

His reverence and attachment to his Master, and the years of accumulated resentment and unwillingness, all surged into his heart like a tide at this moment.

He wanted to rush forward and hug his Master’s legs, weeping bitterly, but he also wanted to question his Master why he had expelled him from the sect back then.

This contradictory emotion almost tore him apart.

The man’s gaze was calm like water, yet it seemed to see through everything.

He spoke softly, his voice carrying an undeniable authority, ”Dao Wu, when will vengeance ever end?”

As he said this, the man’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Although his tone was calm, every word struck Dao Wu’s heart like a heavy hammer.

Upon hearing this, Dao Wu trembled violently, and the dense resentment on his body slowly dissipated like ice and snow meeting warm sunshine.

He knelt on the ground, holding his head in his hands, weeping bitterly like a helpless child, ”Master, Lan Ying harmed me back then. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have been forced to leave Mo Yuan City and end up in such a miserable state!”

Dao Wu’s heart was like a turbulent sea, and the years of accumulated pain and resentment poured out like a breached flood at this moment.

Images of the past kept flashing in his mind.

The humiliation of being expelled from the sect, the hardships of wandering in a foreign land, the pain of cultivation deviation...

In his view, all of this was because of Lan Ying.

This resentment was like a potent poison, eroding his mind day after day, eventually pushing him into the abyss of madness.

His cries were full of grievance, as if pouring out years of pain.

The man shook his head slightly, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes, ”That decision back then was actually made by me, your Master, and had nothing to do with Lan Ying.”

Master, Master did it?

So Master knew the truth from beginning to end?

Dao Wu’s expression was as if he had been struck by lightning. He just stood there, feeling as if his entire body had fallen into an ice cellar.

No!

He wasn’t wrong!

Master said that to protect Lan Ying!

It must be like this!

However, Dao Wu seemed to have fallen into the abyss of obsession and couldn’t hear the man’s words at all.

He raised his head, his face covered in tears, and still roared, ”I don’t care! I just hate Lan Ying! If it weren’t for her...”

Dao Wu’s eyes were filled with madness and stubbornness.

For years, he had blamed all his misfortunes on Lan Ying, and this resentment had become the only driving force supporting him to live.

Even though his Master personally denied it at this moment, he could not accept this fact.

Because once he accepted it, his life would lose all meaning.

Seeing this, the man sighed deeply, a look of determination appearing in his eyes, ”You have committed a grave mistake now, Dao Wu. If there is fate in the next life, let us be Master and disciple again.”

As he said this, a trace of pain flashed in the man’s eyes.

Dao Wu’s eyes had been blinded by hatred, and he knew that no amount of explanation would help.

Perhaps only by starting anew in the next life could they mend this broken Master-disciple relationship.

Xiao Feng watched this scene, his heart filled with emotion.

He thought of his own Master and couldn’t help but secretly feel fortunate that there was no such misunderstanding between him and his Master.

At the same time, he also felt a sense of respect for this man with a fairy-like demeanor and bone structure. To be able to make such a decisive decision, he must be enduring pain beyond ordinary people’s imagination.

With that, the man quickly formed hand seals, his fingertips flashing with faint light.

His movements were fluid and smooth, and as he formed the seals, a vast amount of Spirit Energy surged around him, surging like a tide.

Golden light condensed around him, forming a huge cocoon of light, emanating a heart-pounding pressure.

Dao Wu felt this deadly power, and the color instantly drained from his face.

His eyes widened, his lips trembled, and his voice was filled with despair, ”Master, no! I was wrong! Please give me another chance!”

However, it was all too late.

The man gently waved his hand, and the power instantly submerged Dao Wu like a surging tide.

Dao Wu’s figure gradually dissipated in the golden light. In the last moment of his life, he seemed to finally realize that he had been blinded by hatred and missed the opportunity to reconcile with his Master.

With a barely audible sigh, Dao Wu’s figure completely disappeared, leaving only a faint Aura in the air.

Xiao Feng witnessed all this, his heart deeply shaken.

”The path of cultivation is indeed perilous. A single wrong thought can lead to eternal damnation,” he lamented inwardly.

After dealing with Dao Wu, the man slowly turned around.

His movements were elegant and unhurried. His eyes, as deep as the starry sky, fell upon Xiao Feng, Zhao Yuwei, and the unconscious Sima Yan, examining the three of them carefully.

Xiao Feng’s brow furrowed as he was watched by that gaze.

Why was he looking at them like that?

A trace of gentleness appeared in the man’s eyes, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly upward, ”You three, come with me.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng quickly picked up Sima Yan and signaled to Zhao Yuwei to follow.

He thought to himself, ”Who exactly is this Senior? He possesses such powerful strength.”

Golden light reappeared around the man, and the three of them only felt a flash of light before their eyes.

When the light dissipated, a magnificent and extremely luxurious mansion appeared before them.

Exquisite cloud patterns were carved on the tall vermilion walls, and the golden glazed tiles shone brightly under the sunlight.

Strange flowers and exotic grasses were everywhere in the courtyard, Spirit Energy lingered, and Immortal cranes leisurely strolled among them.

Above the mansion gate, a huge plaque was inscribed with the three golden characters ”Ling Xiao Mansion” in powerful strokes.

Several young boys in Taoist robes were already waiting at the entrance.

They were not old, but each was full of energy.

Seeing the man, they immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully, ”Greetings, Master!”

The boys’ demeanor was respectful with a hint of awe, clearly showing extreme reverence for the man.

The man nodded slightly, a trace of affection showing in his brows, ”Arrange for these three distinguished guests to stay.”

Saying this, his gaze swept over Xiao Feng and the other two, a complex emotion that was difficult to understand gathering in his eyes.