Chapter 847 - 790: Love Separated by Mountains and Seas, He Crosses Them All

Coconut wandered aimlessly on the roads of the Northern Border; she didn’t know that Yi Xian was a secret member of the Celestial Dao Sect, and the people of the Self-Improvement Sect had indeed kept her completely in the dark.

She didn’t know where Yi Xian could go, so she started searching from where they first met.

Since Yi Xian held a death wish, he would definitely come.

Outside the city of the Northern Border, still under the same tree, the same figure was squatting there, crying.

Except, it had been a long time since anyone came to comfort her.

Inside the city, the people had disappeared, leaving the place desolate like death itself.

Outside the city was bleak, leaving only a solitary figure in the desolation.

As Coconut slowly stood up, her figure gradually rose into the air, her petite body flying off into the distance, toward Qingzhou City, where she had once met people from the Self-Improvement Sect, and then headed all the way south.

She had seen too many landscapes and encountered too many ridiculous situations.

It seemed as though Yi Xian was not favored by the heavens, no matter where he went, trouble followed.

When he took a boat, it capsized; when he encountered a mountain, there was a mudslide; if he dug a grave, an earthquake would hit.

Most laughable was when Yi Xian tried to find her something to eat, he was caught and almost turned into livestock.

Thinking of this, Coconut was both laughing and crying.

Returning to the Southern Border, she found the same inn, only now it had long been dilapidated, its tables and chairs covered in dust.

As she stepped inside, the gentle breeze stirred up the dust in the air.

After just a moment, Coconut had already turned away.

He wasn’t there.

"Following me won’t do you any good."

Mu Zili couldn’t help but look back at Golden Cicada; Qionghua Hall had tasked him with taking people to the Central Continent, and Golden Cicada was also sent to the confluence of the East and West Realms.

The two were unfamiliar with each other, and could easily go their separate ways, but Golden Cicada not only didn’t go alone, he kept following him.

This was quite a headache for him since he had some shady matters to attend to with the old Daoist, and with this guy trailing him, he couldn’t do anything.

After following him all the way, once they reached the Eastern Sea Domain, Mu Zili finally couldn’t help but speak up.

Golden Cicada remained expressionless, now slightly raising his head to speak blandly, "My answers lie in the Central Continent, where should I search?"

You damn well search wherever you want! What does it have to do with me?

If you want to search somewhere, just go there and search!

Mu Zili just wanted to curse, but he suppressed his displeasure, speaking calmly, "You still need to go to the confluence of the Western Territory, I need to lead people to clear out the cultivators of Yama Hall, let’s part ways here!"

Golden Cicada slowly shook his head, "I’ll still follow you; I know you recognize me."

Damn!

Mu Zili’s anger flared up instantly; this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, with Qionghua Hall making a move, allowing him to fish in troubled waters.

He was eager to erase the matter concerning Chen Xixi; how could he allow this guy to follow him?

What baffled him even more was why this guy was so stubborn about wanting to know about his past life.

"Many cultivators wouldn’t dare dream of waking up in the Divine Dao Realm, but you’ve achieved it, what more could you want."

Mu Zili sighed strangely.

It’s not just daring to dream about it, not even boasting would go that far.

The leap in levels was simply too exaggerated.

Golden Cicada shook his head; he didn’t understand either.

According to Di Liuxin, he had resided in too many bodies, but this one alone held particular interest for him.

Why?

"I’ve changed..."

This was the first time Golden Cicada sighed; he really had changed.

In his mind, he should have been violent, destructive.

Why had he been able to remain so peaceful?

"It seems after I devoured him, I was no longer myself."

His last memory was of that process of devouring, his violence, his ruthlessness, gradually turning into calm.

"You must understand, if I still were myself, I would have already made a move to kill you."

Golden Cicada’s tone was flat, as if narrating something unimportant.

Mu Zili was suddenly shocked, not by the other’s calmness, but by the fleeting sense of violence when he said that.

What kind of monster is this fabricated Dharma Aspect, how could its killing intent be so pure?

Moreover, the feeling it exuded carried the essence of destruction.

That was truly terrifying, possibly indicating that Golden Cicada had some real methods.

Strong power is the prerequisite for peaceful negotiation.

At this moment, Mu Zili felt very peaceful, but also quite helpless.

He shook his head and sighed, "Your answers won’t be found with me."

Even though he knew a lot, he couldn’t say anything; Golden Cicada’s current state certainly wasn’t what Di Liuxin would want.

This matter he definitely wouldn’t get involved in; if Golden Cicada could find it himself, let him find it himself.

Even if something happened later, it wouldn’t concern him.

"I told you, you recognize me, tell me, where should I search."

Golden Cicada seemed determined to only focus on this one thing, unusually persistent.

Mu Zili helplessly glanced at him, furrowing his brows tightly, and asked, "Really need to be this way?"

Golden Cicada slowly nodded, his voice tranquil, "If I can’t find the answer I seek, I have no choice but to continue following you."

This was the most frustrating part; if he kept following, and Di Liuxin noticed, it would drag him down with it.

How could there be such an obstinate person?

"A woman."

Suddenly, a strand of spiritual power floated into Golden Cicada’s ear like a thread, softly responding near his ear.

In front of him was Mu Zili’s face, full of helplessness. If Golden Cicada had any attachments in his past life, it would probably only be that little girl.

"Stop following me. There’s nothing more I can tell you. Continuing like this won’t change anything."

Mu Zili sighed deeply, speaking with a troubled expression.

This was courting disaster. The Central Continent was indeed treacherous. Given his past temperament, no matter how much Golden Cicada wheedled, it was impossible to get even half a word from him.

Since when did he start unconsciously doing outrageous things like Su Xiaoxiao and Chen Xixi?

Woman?

For some reason, at the moment Mu Zili finished speaking, a blurry face suddenly appeared in Golden Cicada’s mind. It was unclear, and just when he wanted to look more closely, the blurry face suddenly vanished.

"Thank you!"

Golden Cicada suddenly nodded. Mu Zili didn’t deceive him; this was indeed the answer he sought.

Judging by his body’s reaction just now, this should be the most deeply held concern from his past life.

He got the answer he wanted.

Mu Zili likewise achieved the result he wanted. Golden Cicada left, turning into a ray of light and disappearing into the sky.

Yet he watched the other’s disappearing figure with an indescribably complex expression.

He had a persistent feeling that a major screw-up was about to happen.

Did Di Liuxin realize his covert operation had issues?

North of the Eastern Territory, Golden Cicada’s figure suddenly halted, looking down at Chongshan Mountain, and frowned abruptly.

This place seemed to particularly attract his attention. After a brief contemplation, he swiftly descended and started walking through the mountain.

Suddenly, he sensed a slight fluctuation. Unable to resist, he waved his hand, and instantly, the mountains shook and the ground quaked. An entrance to an Earth Palace appeared before him.

He slowly stepped in, walked through the dark passage, crossed the square, and saw the altar, causing subtle fluctuations in his heart.

Had he been here before?

At the same time, that blurry face emerged again in his mind.

He furrowed his brow slightly, turned around, and rapidly departed. In the mountains, his golden figure traversed ten miles with each step, and when he reappeared, he had already crossed the range.

Golden Cicada, however, never took flight again and began walking aimlessly.

Qingzhou!

He looked at the Self-Improvement Sect’s signboard and fell into contemplation.

At the lakeside and along rivers, he left a lingering figure.

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to go to the Southern Border.

At that same inn, Golden Cicada abruptly halted the foot he had just lifted.

Looking at those fresh footprints, for some reason, he chose to stand aside.

On this journey, the more he walked, the denser the confusion in his eyes grew.

He speculated that he must have lost something.

After taking a few steps to depart, he suddenly turned around again and saw the two sets of footprints side by side, almost like a pair of lovers.

"Did you sense it?"

The Artifact Spirit suddenly spoke.

At this time in the Eastern Sea, Han Yu suddenly burst out of the water because he sensed it too.

Yi Xian’s aura!

But unfortunately, the opponent’s speed was so fast that the aura disappeared almost as soon as it appeared.

What surprised him even more was that this aura was so powerful that...

Divine Dao Realm!

"Damn, that’s even more outrageous than you," the Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but curse.

Han Yu’s rapid progress in strength was already at a superhuman level, yet there was someone even more extraordinary.

In the blink of an eye, it could surpass Han Yu.

What concerned Han Yu wasn’t this, but rather the suppressed ferocity, murderousness, and other negative auras within it.

How did Yi Xian become like this?

"Would you kill him?"

The Artifact Spirit couldn’t help but ask again.

Judging by the aura, Yi Xian had definitely become a different person.

If such a Yi Xian were no longer a friend, could Han Yu bring himself to do it?

"Even if I want to kill, I might not succeed. You don’t understand."

From the aura, Yi Xian was more than just an ordinary Divine Dao Realm expert; he seemed akin to a powerful cultivator like Mu Zili, with many methods.

Who would have thought Yi Xian would give him such a colossal task?

To make him kill, much less one so powerful.

Does this seem like an easy task?

"Damn it, if it’s too tough, just leave it alone," Han Yu said, utterly vexed.

As long as Yi Xian didn’t pursue a path to destruction, let him be.

"However, the measures of the Celestial Dao Sect are indeed quite outrageous."

The Artifact Spirit was more concerned with the changes in Yi Xian himself. To have a cultivator surpass a millennia’s worth of hard cultivation overnight—could Yama Hall even achieve such a feat?

In this respect, doesn’t it suggest that the Celestial Dao Sect truly outmatches Yama Hall by a considerable margin?