Chapter 105: I Promise You a Senior Female Mentor to Protect Your Path

“Ha ha ha, you still dare to lie to me? If you truly had the treasure, the immortal emperor who sealed this place would have taken it long ago. First, I’ll break your leg to teach you not to lie to me!”

With that, the chubby little demon brandished a magnificent blue-brown greatsword, leapt into the air, and swung it down sharply. Startled, Jia Youke hurriedly shouted, “Every word is true! Every word is true! Please, senior, listen to me first!”

The blue-brown greatsword paused, hovering over the left arm. If Jia Youke’s answer failed to satisfy, that arm would be lost. Though immortal bodies could regenerate limbs, the aura radiating from the sword clearly contained a malevolent energy that prevented healing.

“I’m telling you... According to ancient family legends, the Elegant Immortal Sect fell into decline and ruin because the sect’s treasured formation diagram went missing. However, the base formation eye of the imperial-level diagram remains in place, in a violent, uncontrollable state that cannot be reclaimed...”

Jia Youke’s thoughts tangled with the ancient stories passed down by his ancestors as he recounted a rough narrative, concluding, “The treasure lies inside, but even an immortal emperor cannot take it. Senior, let’s detour; our guards are pursuing us from behind!”

“Good. I’ve noted this point. Next time, I’ll come to inspect the laws sealing the immortal emperor!” The masked Daoist was about to put away the treasured book when the voice came again.

“Since you’ve come, why leave so soon? Little Mystic Turtle is gone too, boohoo!”

The heart-wrenching cry shook the twenty-four laws into motion. Instantly, the laws manifested as flowing, transparent, luminous liquid, swirling around the fissure.

The original fissure, twenty meters long, suddenly stretched beyond fifty meters, and the surrounding space expanded outward by double. The layers of rock being sucked in were sliced as neatly as paper.

“Go!” The masked Daoist, ever quick to act, felt hesitation in her heart as Jia Youke trembled and stepped toward the widening fissure.

The masked Daoist’s divine sense moved, and the small, skinny demons jumped forward to block him.

“Senior, I, I!” Jia Youke stammered. Just then, a voice without clouds came through his earring bead, instructing him to throw the earring into the space fissure.

Throw something in front of an Xianxian and see what happens!

You’re guaranteed to lose whatever you throw!

So Wuyun suggested he do everything possible to enter the spatial fissure.

Isn’t this just a death wish? Wuyun spoke solemnly, promising, “The greater the danger and sacrifice, the greater the reward. Don’t you want to marry the stunning beauty? Don’t you want this female senior to protect you and accompany you for life? Trust me—go forward. Even if your body is destroyed, even if only your soul remains, you must throw the earring in!”

“I, I have other methods...”

He swallowed the last word ‘but’ hard. The masked Daoist, hearing this, asked suspiciously, “What other methods do you have?”

“Because I’m a descendant of the Elegant Immortal Sect, I should be able to enter. Listen, the voice from the fissure is inviting me in, so I want to try!”

“You want to try!” The masked Daoist seemed to have heard a particularly amusing joke. With a wave of her hand, she let the two small demons step aside and said, “You may try!”

Each step Jia Youke took was agonizing. Suddenly, he recalled a joke about the restless dead, trapped by obsession and transformed into a powerful evil spirit. The joke said that although the owner’s soul had died, leaving only the body, the body often sat up during cremation, refusing to admit death—even when reduced to ashes, the obsession lingered, muttering that it was not dead.

Just as Jia Youke hesitated to enter, a cunning smile appeared on the masked Daoist’s face. Suddenly, Wuyun shouted angrily, “Put your hand behind your back and use the right ear with the earring to probe and send it in!”

Sure enough, when Jia Youke tilted his head and, hands behind his back, stretched his right ear forward, his body stiffened and became immobile!

***

“You’re still lying to me. You’d rather die than be captured. Are you afraid I’ll torture you or turn your immortal soul into a lamp, never to reincarnate again?” The masked Daoist’s tone was harsh as she dragged Jia Youke out, pointing at his severed right ear, blood still flowing from the cut. She shouted angrily, “I thought you had real skill, but your ear was cut off, immortal blood streaming—and you still claim you can enter? Truly blinded by greed, doomed by family rumors. If bloodline alone allowed entry, after so many millennia, would it still be your turn?”

As she spoke, the spatial fissure trembled violently, as if a fierce struggle raged inside. Just as they wondered, the fissure suddenly shrank, and the right ear bearing the earring fell down.

Along with it fell a crimson silk immortal artifact, fifth rank, exquisitely crafted but emanating dark energy. The masked Daoist quickly stored the artifact away, then lifted the ear, noticing the finely made green orb of the earring, intending to claim it. Unexpectedly, the ear resisted her control and flew back to Jia Youke’s head, intact as before.

“Cut it off for me, little demons!” The masked Daoist roared. But no sooner had the fissure vanished than the entire land shook violently, upheaving the earth. Lava and poisonous magma erupted from the surroundings.

At the same time, countless small spatial fissures began forming, slowly spreading. Without swift escape, they would be trapped.

The masked Daoist hesitated, then hardened her expression again. Suddenly, the crimson silk artifact she had stored emerged from her space, circling Jia Youke reluctantly, opening up before him.

As if pleading for Jia Youke’s mercy, accepting the masked Daoist as its master.

Once it acknowledged its master and a blank consciousness emerged from the artifact spirit, the masked Daoist gave up, swiftly retreating with a silent Jia Youke.

Obtaining a superior fifth-rank immortal artifact made her ecstatic, as if in full bloom. Eager to show off, once she used the shield-shaped artifact to pierce the ground’s passage, the shattered mask on her face faded, revealing her true visage, a veil of purple-rose silk fluttering as she strode away.

This time, Jia Youke saw clearly—a beauty like a celestial fairy, heroic and spirited. Comparing in his mind, he realized this robed woman was the youngest daughter of the Dao Mountain True Immortal, Dao Yuan!

The daughter of an Immortal King!

Jia Youke was dizzy. When he met Guoguo and the others again, the situation had reversed.

At the first meeting, Guoguo was slapped flying, the old leader of the team silent, but another middle-aged man apologized, “So it’s Elder Dao Yuan. We were overthinking!”

Dao Yuan said little, “Everything will be reported by my father to the Valley Master. You are to guard here and prevent abnormalities.”

Pointing at Jia Youke floating in the air, she said, “He is with me, innocent!”

After a few brief words, she left swiftly, leaving the group exchanging glances. From time to time, shadows appeared in the air, watching. Upon learning the daughter of Dao Mountain True Immortal was causing trouble, they all flicked their sleeves and departed.

When team leader Dong Qiu Feifeng helped Jia Youke to his feet, Guoguo suddenly said, “You’re not Jia Youke!”

Everyone was shocked. The one slapped earlier wasn’t Jia Youke? Were they about to be slapped again?

“Then who am I?”

Having endured great hardship, Jia Youke was stronger now. Guoguo suddenly grabbed his hands, and in the next moment, the soul power of a peak Great Immortal surged forth, aiming to kill him on the spot.

No matter what, Guoguo wanted him dead. As an elite law enforcement officer, if the assassination plot were exposed, it would implicate several other similar cases. Moreover, Jia Youke was about to cling to the Immortal King’s favor—he must not utter another word!

In an instant, soul-erasing power struck. Then again. Jia Youke’s body trembled as if possessed. Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed, and rain began to fall.

Jia Youke smiled faintly, a smile not his own, shook his head, and a spatial fissure suddenly appeared. In a flash, it swept away not only Jia Youke’s hand but also half of Guoguo’s body.

***

That half contained Guoguo’s soul.

“Law Enforcement Hall’s Seventeenth Branch Deputy Captain He Guoguo’s soul and body annihilated!”

Amidst the turmoil, a chilling wind blew. The sky returned to normal, but a whirlwind formed, spinning once before a solemn armored Xianxian appeared. He surveyed the surroundings, finally focusing on the half of Guoguo’s body, silent for a long time.

At last, he looked at Jia Youke, who appeared carefree despite missing an arm, feigning panic and said, “That was terrifying—what just happened?”

After thorough inspection, the armored Xianxian found no clues. Closing his eyes with a wave of his hand, he took the half-body away, solemnly commanding, “Leave quickly. This place has been unstable for years. One false move and your soul will be lost!”

He took a few drops of Guoguo’s blood, attempting to open a small spatial fissure for investigation. Failing, he left swiftly.

Team leader Flying Chicken was somewhat frightened. The captain responsible for this area, Captain Hu, tail between his legs, accompanied by several distinguished inner sect elders, inspected the upheaval underground.

Once Jia Youke was confined in his residence, he sat cross-legged, ignoring the numerous messages. His head drooped, and he fell silent.

Inside the earring, a fierce aura swelled. The power of the Imperial Bone raged wildly. This re-emerging earring was not the formation eye of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, but a petrifying immortal sword transformed.

Within the immortal sword, including Long Yi, trembling, and others, Wuyun—who had been silent—suddenly opened his eyes. Jia Youke’s soul hurried over and knelt.

He did not wish to stay here another moment. The Imperial Bone pressed down on Dou Wang, Xiao Chong, and Feng Qianyu with unbearable weight. Without the sword’s suppression, the Imperial Bone would scatter them all.

“No matter what, you’ve finally done something great!” Wuyun felt gratified. Just now, he took Jia Youke’s soul and possessed it. As for why He Guoguo died, he said nothing.

Especially entering the spatial fissure, using the Imperial Bone to deceive the immortal emperor’s obsession—it was astonishing, thrilling beyond words, impossible to capture in mere language!

Wuyun continued, “I need the limbs of the body. The head and chest remain, but we must find fresh limbs to move.”

Jia Youke was puzzled. Old Bear San seemed to understand and answered, “Senior sealed himself using a spatial tunnel. He cannot regenerate on his own—it would bring disaster.”

Jia Youke nodded thoughtfully and carefully said, “Then, should I go find a corpse, or…”

“No need to trouble yourself. Yours will do!” Wuyun saw his thoughts and stopped him. “Originally, Yue Qi was ideal, but I worry his innocent heart would be scarred—forget it.”

Jia Youke felt icily cold all over. Old Bear San secretly rejoiced, thinking Wuyun wanted to use his bear legs and paws!

When Jia Youke’s soul returned to his body and he looked at the sealed cave, Old Bear San, Yue Qi, Dou Wang, Xiao Chong, Long Yi all appeared, even Feng Qianyu lay weakly nearby.

Only Green Leaf and Thin Rope were silent, as if hibernating, motionless on the ground.

But Rong Ya, recovering in her cocoon, had vanished without a trace, as if forgotten somewhere.