The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 876 - 482: Gongshu Zhao’s True Face (2)
As soon as the words were spoken, it was earth-shattering!
Ning Xiaoxian managed to keep her expression unchanged, but her pupils suddenly contracted. She remembered Tu Jin calling this person "Yin Jiu You," so she was already on guard against him. Now upon hearing these words, she only felt a chill on her scalp, her emotions difficult to control. The existence of the God Demon Prison and Changtian were significant secrets for her survival in this world, and she would never easily let others know. If outsiders were to find out, she would do everything possible to silence them.
She said calmly, "Is Lord Gongshu joking? What Changtian?"
Gongshu Zhao sighed and said, "The last time I saw Miss Ning in the Hidden Stream was over a month ago. I came to the Northwest to handle some matters and met Langya before setting out. He mentioned that you came to the Great Snow Mountain here. Logically, the power of the Ba Snake should have affected everyone from the Hidden Stream here, but from what I’ve observed, you all don’t show any sign of being unable to live or die, but rather seem quite carefree. I’ve seen members of the Hidden Stream who overstayed their return; none were not emaciated and beast-like. How could they be as free as you?"
"So, what?"
"So, you must have a way to dispel the power of the Ba Snake," Gongshu Zhao took a long breath, "I don’t know what method the Langya Sect Master originally planned to use, but clearly, it was far inferior to yours. No one in this world understands the power of Changtian’s Ba Snake better than I do. Regardless of Langya’s martial prowess, he hasn’t lived long enough; otherwise, he would easily deduce this fact: to remove the bindings from so many people at once, there’s only one possibility—"
"It must be Changtian himself!"
Even though she understood what he was implying, Gongshu Zhao’s deduction still shocked her. Moreover, he mentioned "Langya hasn’t lived long enough," and as far as she knew, the Langya Sect Master had existed for at least two thousand years, so how long had Gongshu Zhao lived? And he directly called Changtian by name, not Ba Snake God, Lord Divine Monarch.
Considering his understanding of Changtian, and recalling the words "Yin Jiu You" shouted by Tu Jin, Ning Xiaoxian had a feeling, yet she still asked, "Who exactly are you?"
"You’ve already guessed it, why force me to say it?" Gongshu Zhao laughed bitterly and said slowly, "I was once an avatar of Yin Jiu You, but later awakened to my own self and freed myself from his control."
"My name now is Gongshu Zhao. I will forever only be Gongshu Zhao!"
Even though she had guessed the truth, she still felt her heart stirred. The person before her was the strongest avatar released by Yin Jiu You ten thousand years ago, the one who betrayed his true body.
The carriage fell into silence for a while. Jiu Mo and Tu Jin’s expressions changed, unsure of how to treat the person before them. Being an avatar of Yin Jiu You should make him an enemy, yet he betrayed Yin Jiu You, so what did that make him? An enemy’s enemy, could he really be an ally?
After a while, Gongshu Zhao softly dropped the second bombshell: "Lord Changtian, still not freed from the God Demon Prison?"
Ning Xiaoxian looked at him, her expression changing, then she suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Gongshu, Changtian invites you in."
Gongshu Zhao smiled knowingly, as if he had anticipated this, and lifted a sleeve. Ning Xiaoxian held onto his sleeve and brought him into the God Demon Prison. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Changtian sat on the black stone couch, his gaze meeting Gongshu Zhao’s in the air, as if they penetrated the ages, seeing the vicissitudes and emotions in each other’s eyes. His expression was blank, while Gongshu Zhao’s was inscrutable.
It had been at least thirty thousand years since they had conversed face-to-face like this. In these thirty thousand years, how much had happened?
Ning Xiaoxian suddenly felt that these two must have shared a close and intimate understanding, with emotions between them too obscure to comprehend. Yet she felt like an outsider, unable to insert herself. After all, in Changtian’s vast life of tens of thousands of years, she occupied only less than four short years. How many of his past was beyond her reach?
After a long time, Gongshu Zhao said softly, "Are you well?" He too seemed unsure under what identity he posed this question, as Yin Jiu You, or as Yin Jiu You’s enemy?
Changtian tugged at the Dragon Binding Rope on himself, the silver rope making a creaky tightening sound: "Given my situation, do you think I’m well?" His voice was thick with sarcasm.
Gongshu Zhao said sincerely, "Although I have his memories, I am not him. Furthermore, I am willing to lend you a helping hand!"
His demeanor was convincing, but Changtian remained noncommittal, looking at him indifferently for a while before saying, "Yin Jiu You has nearly driven you to desperation?"
This time, Gongshu Zhao fell silent.
Changtian turned to Ning Xiaoxian and said, "Since he is here, take all the captives into the God Demon Prison. Gongshu Zhao and I have old matters to discuss."
He called the person before him "Gongshu Zhao," not the avatar of Yin Jiu You. Gongshu Zhao’s gaze sharpened, appearing quite gratified.
After Miluo and the bandits had bid farewell, Gongshu Zhao was the only outsider among them. Now that he had entered the God Demon Prison, she could readily take all the war captives into the prison without any qualms. These prisoners included the giant, bleeding, dying White Bear, the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator capable of using Witch Evil Skill, as well as the subordinates of Wenren Bo and Qing Ji.
After handling these matters, she felt a mental exhaustion. After all, she had not fully recovered from severe injuries, and besides, in the God Demon Prison, even if Yin Jiu You came himself, he couldn’t stir any trouble. So she returned to the black carriage. Jiu Mo saw her weary face, knowing she needed good rest, thus he pulled Tu Jin out with him.
As soon as her head touched the pillow, Ning Xiaoxian almost instantly fell asleep.
Having settled the wounded and prisoners, the Hidden Guards finally began to turn back, preparing to head toward the Great Snow Mountain. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes, monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)
