We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 283: Ten Years in the Western Region

The news of Xiao Moʼs fall spread throughout the entire Western Region at an extremely rapid pace.

No matter who they were, when they heard of Xiao Moʼs fall, their hearts were filled with disbelief. Their first reaction was to think this was fake news because they couldnʼt imagine it no matter what.

That man who had been so invincible before had actually fallen just like that.

In their hearts, whether they hated Xiao Mo or feared Xiao Mo.

No matter what kind of emotions they held toward Xiao Mo.

Every person in the Western Region had the same understanding of Xiao Mo, that Xiao Moʼs strength was absolutely the greatest since the ancient era!

Even everyone felt that with Xiao Moʼs talent, stepping into those legendary lost two realms was not impossible.

After all, when had anyone ever seen an Immortal realm cultivator who was invincible in the world?

They all believed that with Xiao Moʼs strength, he should have ruled the Western Region for tens of thousands of years.

Until Xiao Mo died, no other cultivator would ever dare to raise their head and look directly at his majesty!
So the rumors said Xiao Mo was dead?

How could Xiao Mo possibly die?

Who could kill him?

But later, after making inquiries from many sources, they learned that all of this was true.

That invincible Xiao Mo had actually opposed the great Dao in the end. In order to integrate his own rules into the great Dao, his body had finally dissipated and his dao had fallen.

When the cultivators of the Western Region learned this news, they couldnʼt help but sigh endlessly.

They didnʼt know why Xiao Mo had done this.

Wouldnʼt it have been good to properly be a Western Region Lord? Why did he have to give up his great prospects?

But regardless, in the hearts of most people, because Xiao Mo had opposed the great Dao and established rules for the Western Region, their respect for Xiao Mo had risen another level.

Even in the hearts of the common people, Xiao Mo was like a deity.

Many mortal dynasties in the Western Region even spontaneously built temples for Xiao Mo.

Although Xiao Mo had taken twenty percent of the lifespan from seventy percent of the Western Regionʼs population but because of the rules Xiao Mo had established, it would bring six thousand years of stability to the Western Region!

However, after Xiao Mo died, quite a few sects realized they seemed to have a chance to catch their breath.

Not only that, they also realized that all the sects in the Western Region would face a great opportunity!

Because at that time, Xiao Mo had campaigned east and west, fought north and south, destroying countless sects and killing countless high-ranking members of sects.

Xiao Mo hadnʼt had time to digest these sects.

Although for many of the sects that were destroyed, Xiao Mo would generally open their treasure vaults wide and reward the troops but because Xiao Mo had destroyed far too many sects and obtained far too many treasures, there were many sect treasures that hadnʼt been bestowed yet and were just left there, with no one daring to touch them.

Besides treasures, blessed lands and cave heavens were even more rare existences. It was very difficult to find a place with abundant spiritual power and because Xiao Mo had destroyed many sects, producing quite a few masterless lands, many cultivators had been coveting them for a long time.

As for those sects that had submitted to Xiao Mo, aside from the great sects that had sworn soul oaths of loyalty through great Dao Scrolls, the vast majority of sects had only pledged verbal loyalty to Xiao Mo.

After all, great Dao Scrolls were extremely precious to begin with. The oaths made were connected to the great Dao. Not just any random nobody could use a great Dao Scroll.

For all these reasons, once Xiao Mo died, it was like the Demon Locking Tower had collapsed.

Whether the demonic sect or the Buddhist sect, both made quite a comeback, and they were still competing with other sects for those masterless territories.

There were also some cultivators who had received Xiao Moʼs rewards and broken through to the Nascent Soul realm who simply gathered some people and established their own sects.

Added to this, at this time the Western Region no longer had top-level powerhouses at the Ascension realm, and the various Immortal realm cultivators were busy with post-war matters, so these cultivators became even bolder. However, these matters had nothing to do with the common people.

Moreover, the cultivators of the Western Region now mostly didnʼt dare to cultivate evil techniques that used othersʼ flesh, blood, and souls as nourishment.

Overall, the current Western Region, even during this turbulent post-war period, was more stable than ordinary times in the past.

As for Ten Thousand Dao Sect after Xiao Moʼs death.

When the cultivators of Ten Thousand Dao Sect learned the news of Xiao Moʼs death, most peopleʼs hearts were filled with anxiety.

Originally they had been full of hope for their futures.

After all, from the moment Sect Master Xiao became the sect master of Ten Thousand Dao Sect, they had always followed by Sect Master Xiaoʼs side.

Even when Ten Thousand Dao Sect was besieged, they hadnʼt fled.

And as their sect master campaigned, Ten Thousand Dao Sect had already become the number one great sect, with the other Nine Great Demonic Sects all submitting to their Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

As disciples of Ten Thousand Dao Sect, naturally they had gained quite a few benefits but unexpectedly, not long after Ten Thousand Dao Sect became the number one sect in the Western Region, it had suddenly declined.

Decline was one thing, but mainly, the sect master had offended far too many sects and cultivators during his lifetime.

Almost the entire Western Region had been plowed over once by their sect master.

The cultivators of Ten Thousand Dao Sect were very worried they would be besieged by the entire Western Region, especially the Buddhist sect.

In the view of Ten Thousand Dao Sect cultivators, the Buddhist sect and Sect Master Xiao were mortal enemies.

Now that the sect master was gone, the Buddhist sect would naturally vent their fury on Ten Thousand Dao Sect but as time passed, they discovered something.

That was that the Buddhist temples had not caused trouble for their Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

The disciples of Ten Thousand Dao Sect had indeed heard that the Buddhist sect wanted to counterattack Ten Thousand Dao Sect to take revenge but because Abbot Xu Jing of Kongnian Temple and Wangxin opposed it, the Buddhist sect could only let it go.

Besides Kongnian Templeʼs opposition, because quite a few temples of the Buddhist sect were also working hard to strengthen their own forces after the war, they were occupying other temples.

Therefore, most Buddhist temples actually didnʼt have much spare energy either.

Soon, the fearful hearts of the Ten Thousand Dao Sect disciples gradually calmed.

Actually, once they calmed down, they felt they had worried too much because the Western Region now wouldnʼt have any Ascension realm cultivators for quite a long time in the future.

So in such an environment, Immortal realm cultivators were the highest combat power.

Ten Thousand Dao Sect still had several Immortal realm powerhouses, plus the sect protection grand arrayʼs enhancement.

As long as their Ten Thousand Dao Sect didnʼt have any internal troubles, basically no one could do anything to Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

Fortunately, all the cultivators within Ten Thousand Dao Sect had been thoroughly screened before Xiao Mo went on his campaign.

The cultivators still remaining in Ten Thousand Dao Sect now all had a certain sense of belonging to Ten Thousand Dao Sect to some degree.

Added to this, those elders of Ten Thousand Dao Sect knew that especially at this time, they needed unity. There absolutely could not be internal strife.

So whether outer sect disciples at the lower levels or hall masters, peak masters, and elders at the upper levels, everyone worked together.

And it was in the third month after Xiao Moʼs death.

Ten Thousand Dao Sect held a grand funeral for Xiao Mo because Xiao Mo had left no corpse behind, they could only erect a cenotaph.

Xiao Mo was not buried in the tomb of Ten Thousand Dao Sectʼs past sect masters, but was buried in that small plain.

After the funeral, everyone dispersed. Yu Yunwei wore mourning clothes and knelt alone before her senior brotherʼs tombstone for a very long time.

With Xiao Moʼs passing, Ten Thousand Dao Sect also had to select a new sect master but unexpectedly, not a single elder, hall master, or peak master coveted the position of Ten Thousand Dao Sectʼs sect master.

They unanimously nominated Xiao Moʼs junior sister Yu Yunwei to become the new sect master of Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

After this matter spread, quite a few cultivators who had been watching Ten Thousand Dao Sect couldnʼt understand it because Yu Yunwei was merely a Jade Simplicity realm cultivator.

Why could she make all the hall masters, peak masters, and elders assist her together?

Some speculated it was because Yu Yunweiʼs methods in handling affairs were extremely seasoned and ruthless, making even many of the older generation sigh in admiration. For example, when Xiao Mo campaigned through the Western Region, everything in Ten Thousand Dao Sect was managed by Yu Yunwei. Over several years there hadnʼt been a single incident. This was the best proof.

Others speculated that Yu Yunweiʼs Jade Simplicity realm strength was as exaggerated as Xiao Moʼs, that her Jade Simplicity realm was comparable to othersʼ Immortal realm, so the older generation yielded to Yu Yunwei.

Still others felt it was those elders of Ten Thousand Dao Sect deliberately creating a false impression, intentionally making the world think Yu Yunweiʼs strength was comparable to her senior brotherʼs but regardless, Yu Yunwei ultimately took the position of Ten Thousand Dao Sectʼs sect master.

And no one dared to truly test this junior sister of Xiao Moʼs strength.

What if trying led to dying?

However, it was in the third year after Xiao Moʼs passing.

Ten Thousand Dao Sect Master Yu Yunwei broke through to the Immortal realm.

Coincidentally, just four days after Yu Yunwei broke through to the Immortal realm, before the news had even spread, several sects that didnʼt know any better felt their strength was sufficient and got cocky. They joined forces to invade Ten Thousand Dao Sect, wanting to repay some old grudges.

And just as her senior brother had done in the past.

Yu Yunwei wore a black dress and sat alone on a mountain peak, guarding Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

When those cultivators invaded the sect and came before Yu Yunwei.

Yu Yunwei removed the vermillion wine gourd from her waist, tilted her head back to drink a mouthful of Sanglu wine, held her masterʼs blood-red long blade in one hand and gripped her senior brotherʼs black broken blade in the other, and walked step by step toward the allied army of over ten thousand cultivators.

Half an incense stickʼs time later, Yu Yunwei had cut down the heads of two Immortal realm cultivators as easily as taking something from a bag.

Although Yu Yunwei wasnʼt crossing realms to kill enemies, at the same realm, her sectʼs Immortal realm sect masters couldnʼt withstand a hundred exchanges under Yu Yunweiʼs hands.

One could see how exaggerated her strength was.

The cultivator allied army fled in defeat.

After that, besides her beauty, Yu Yunweiʼs strength made everyone in the world gasp.

Inside and outside Ten Thousand Dao Sect, not a single person dared to question Yu Yunweiʼs strength anymore.

She had thoroughly secured her position as sect master of Ten Thousand Dao Sect.

Before they knew it, another three years had passed.

Because Xiao Moʼs death had been quite some time ago, some cultivators began to become ”forgetful” and didnʼt take the rules Xiao Mo had originally established seriously.

Of course, they probably also felt that Xiao Mo, no matter what, was ultimately just an Immortal realm cultivator. Could he really interfere with the laws of the great Dao?

So they wanted to try cultivating evil techniques again.

After all, compared to arduous cultivation, practicing evil techniques was far too comfortable, and realm advancement was visible to the naked eye.

At first, these cultivators did indeed cultivate very smoothly but when they underwent tribulation, they discovered the heavenly tribulation was extremely terrifying, exceeding that of normal cultivators by five or six times.

Any cultivator who practiced using othersʼ flesh, blood, and souls as nourishment all died in the lightning tribulation without a single exception.

Besides this, any cultivator who innocently killed common people would be bound by a kind of karma from the unseen.

These people easily fell into dangerous situations and had trouble getting through calamities, directly having their souls scattered.

Before long, the cultivators who had originally hoped to take chances completely gave up.

In the tenth year after Xiao Moʼs death...

In Kongnian Temple, a young woman had already packed her luggage in her room.

”Migu...”

Little Hundun raised its head from the bedside, looking at its master.

”Iʼm all packed. Migu, do you have anything you want to bring? Once we leave this time, it will be a very, very long time before we return.”

Wangxin asked Little Hundun gently.

”Migu migu...”

Little Hundun shook its head, then jumped onto Wangxinʼs shoulder.

”Alright then, letʼs go.”

Just like ten years ago, Wangxin walked out of the courtyard with Hundun.

And just as it had been a few years ago, as soon as Wangxin walked out the courtyard gate, she saw Xu Jing.

”Abbot Grandfather,” Wangxin clasped her hands together and bowed.

”Are you going down the mountain?” Xu Jing glanced at the young womanʼs backpack and asked.

”Yes.” Wangxin nodded, her clear eyes full of determination. ”Iʼm going to find him.”

”Sigh...”

Xu Jing sighed, looking at the disciple before him who was like a granddaughter.

”Although Xiao Mo has already entered the cycle of reincarnation, Wangxin, in this vast sea of humanity, there isnʼt only our Western Region. For you to find him would be like fishing for a needle in the ocean.”

”I know, Abbot Grandfather, but Iʼm at the Immortal realm. I can live for a very, very long time.”

Wangxin nodded and said seriously.

”And Abbot Grandfather, even if itʼs just as you say, it doesnʼt matter. As long as Xiao Mo is still in the mortal realm, never mind a needle, even if he were a grain of sand, I will find him.”

”Amitabha...”

Xu Jing shook his head and chanted a Buddhist invocation.

He didnʼt try to stop Wangxin again, but closed his eyes and voluntarily stepped aside to clear the path.

Wangxin clasped her hands together, bowed to Abbot Grandfather, then walked down the mountain.

”Sigh...”

Watching all this, Xiao Mo shook his head.

Whether it was Yunwei or Wangxin, he didnʼt want to see them be so persistent.

He was merely a passerby in this scroll of books, perhaps... after they searched for a long time, they would give up...

[Calculation of Book of a Hundred Lives rewards complete. Host will soon depart from the River of Time. Please prepare, host.]

As Xiao Mo sighed with emotion, the voice of the Book of a Hundred Lives entered Xiao Moʼs mind.

[Three, two, one...]

As the voice of the Book of a Hundred Lives fell, Xiao Moʼs illusory phantom scattered with the wind.

A gentle breeze stirred white clouds, drifted over forests, swept across plains, passed through seas of flowers, and brushed past the young womanʼs dark hair.

The young woman who was about to descend the mountain gently pressed down the strands of hair lifted by the breeze.

She turned her head but saw nothing. She could only let the breeze brush past her cheeks and pass through her fingers.

After a long while, the young woman withdrew her gaze and adjusted the pack on her shoulder.

The young womanʼs cloth-shoed feet stepped forward again.

Never looking back.