I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 1299: Chapter 500: Dual Soul Fusion! Daoist Venerable: Oh No, Did I Become a Rebellious Disciple? (Part 2)

"In a certain sense, the Daoist Ancestor’s actions this time have helped me even after a thousand years."

"Is this what’s called ’cause and effect’?"

Chen Mo pondered quietly, perhaps his realm was not yet high enough to fully comprehend certain things.

But he didn’t dwell on it too much; the most urgent matter was to ensure the Daoist Venerable’s safety. He put away the Mystic Bell and walked forward.

The Daoist Temple wasn’t large, with only a solitary main hall. Chen Mo crossed the desolate, dilapidated courtyard and entered the main hall; inside, the window lattices were decaying, the incense table was dusty, and the empty stone platform had no statues.

Beside it, a stone stele bore two large engraved lines:

[When the Three Pure Ones reside above, no law can be passed down.]

Even without a signature, Chen Mo was certain this was the hand of the Daoist Ancestor.

Only someone who had comprehended the Tao Origin to such a degree would have the prerogative to be so arrogant.

Chen Mo took out three sticks of incense from the Heavenly Profound Ring, gently blew on them, causing the tips to light with a flame; three streams of green smoke rose straight up, spreading a faint scent of grass and wood.

Although he and the Daoist Ancestor were meeting for the first time, and he didn’t even know the other’s name, it felt like they had known each other for years. Moreover, he owed the Daoist Ancestor a favor, so coming to offer incense was only right.

"Damaging your Dharma Body was my impulsive action, but you also schemed against me, so let’s call it even."

"Regarding the dragon slaying, if you have a spirit in heaven, better find someone more capable. Dealing with Wu Lie is headache enough; I don’t wish to provoke someone as vicious as Zhu Jiuyou."

"May you rest in peace and ascend to the Immortal Realm early. Infinite Heavenly Venerate be with you."

Chen Mo muttered softly before placing the incense into the altar and performed a Daoist ritual.

Suddenly, the straight smoke column wavered, and in the absence of any breeze, it started to drift toward the right, floating towards the wall.

"Hmm?"

Chen Mo frowned slightly and walked towards the direction of the incense.

Upon reaching the wall, he pushed it with his hand, and with a "click," the smooth surface cracked open, revealing a hidden door.

Inside was a concealed quiet room, empty on every side, austere and barren; a figure in a white Daoist robe sat on a meditation mat, eyes slightly closed, seemingly in deep meditation.

"Hong Xiu?"

Chen Mo hastened forward.

Upon hearing the sound, Ji Hongxiu slowly opened her eyes, hesitated upon seeing him.

"Chen Mo?"

"How did you come here?"

"I went to Tianlan Mountain to find you. Seeing you didn’t come for so long and your Divine Soul Origin was weakening, I worried that you were in danger, so Zhi’er guided me to Tianshu Pavilion..." Chen Mo asked with concern, "How are you now? What happened during these days?"

"Don’t worry, I’m fine." Ji Hongxiu said, "Back in Qing Province, after hearing about the Secret Realm issues from you, I linked it to the Daoist Forbidden Land, thinking there must be some connection. Upon returning to the Sect, I entered the land, intent on a thorough investigation..."

"Upon entering, I found the environment of the forbidden land had changed, drastically different from before; dense fog obscured all direction, leaving me wandering like a headless fly."

"I don’t know how long it took, but I reached a pile of bones and saw the Daoist Ancestor! He was alive!"

"I couldn’t discern whether it was a heart demon or an illusion; he instantly noticed I had two soul essences, said I was on the wrong path, and aimed to help me eliminate the Three Corpses. After giving some guidance, he sent me here for closed-door cultivation."

Chen Mo frowned and asked, "Eliminate the Three Corpses? Did you really sever the Yin God?"

"How could I?" Ji Hongxiu shook her head, "Although Yin God and I are two independent consciousnesses, the Origin is singular, inseparably linked. Severing her would mean my own demise... The Daoist Ancestor asked me to accept her existence and fully integrate, forever indistinguishable."

Chen Mo was slightly stunned upon hearing this.

So, the ’solving of hidden dangers’ proposed by the Daoist Ancestor was actually this?

Given his personality, if the Daoist Ancestor offered the inheritance unsolicited, he would hardly accept easily as there are no free lunches; taking benefits naturally equates to having to pay a price.

Thus, the Daoist Ancestor purposefully provoked him to act and take the Taoist Collection by force.

This old guy indeed had calculated every step...

"The process of soul integration inherently depletes a vast amount of Origin power, causing the Dharma Image to show signs of weakening, but this is temporary. Once fully integrated, it will soon recover and even grow exponentially." Ji Hongxiu explained.

Chen Mo frowned, "Then, are you the Dao Venerable or the Yin God now?"

Ji Hongxiu said, "The consciousness of both my main self and Yin God won’t dissipate, just becoming more tightly intertwined, with neither controlling this body."

"I see." Chen Mo rubbed his chin, pondering, "So, each time now, it’s like a double event?"

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Ji Hongxiu’s ears instantly flushed as she spat, "What nonsense are you talking about? ’Double event’? That’s awful!"

"It is what it is." The Yin God’s voice suddenly rose, "Before, you’d enjoy and then play dead, leaving me to take the blame. This time, let’s see what excuse you can find!"

"Shut up!"

"Now you are me and I am you; if I shut up, isn’t it that you shut up?"

"..."

After several days of fusion, the Yin God’s energy had greatly depleted, ceasing conversation after a few words.

Then, suddenly realizing something, Ji Hongxiu wondered aloud, "Wait... how did you find this place?"

With the strict rules of Tianshu Pavilion, only the Sect Master and chief deputy were allowed in the forbidden land. Even if Chen Mo forcefully entered, how could he pinpoint her location through the scorched terrain?

"Ahem, it’s a long story..."

Chen Mo recounted his experiences concisely.

Ji Hongxiu’s lips slightly parted, her bright face full of disbelief.

Could it be that ’Daoist Ancestor’ was not an illusion but a real Dharma Body?

Moreover, he imparted all his lifelong knowledge to Chen Mo?

"Though I didn’t formally become his disciple, having received this inheritance essentially means Chen Mo is a disciple of the Daoist Ancestor. Does this make me call him Grand-Master Uncle?"

"What does Qingxuan become? My Grand-Master Mother?"

"This is absurd, everything’s mixed up..."

Ji Hongxiu’s mind turned chaotic.

In only a few days of closed-door cultivation, Chen Mo had become a dual-honor disciple while she remained a miscreant disciple instead... This was too nonsensical!

Boom——

At this moment, the inner structure trembled suddenly.

Soon, the entire Daoist Temple began shaking violently, cracks spread beneath their feet, while debris and dust fell steadily from above.

"Let’s get out; this place seems to be collapsing." Chen Mo spoke aloud.

"Hm."

Ji Hongxiu rose, her steps unsteady.

Without replenishment of depleted Origin, dizziness overwhelmed her, leaving her listless.

Chen Mo simply lifted her by the waist, flashed out of the main hall, and dashed toward the temple gates.

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Outside the forbidden land.

A group of elders gathered, the atmosphere tense.

"A day and night have passed, yet there’s no movement whatsoever."

"Both Chen and the Venerable have failed to emerge; could something have befallen them?"

"If worst comes to worst, perhaps we should investigate ourselves?"

"The Venerable stated that inside is the Land of Dharma Decline where we, Daoists, become mortal-like, so better wait here at least providing support..."

"Alas, praying the Venerable stays safe..."

Tuning into the whispered worries of the elders, Ling Ningzhi’s face grew pale, clutching the Purple Phoenix Order tightly.

Chen Mo informed that if he hadn’t come out within 24 hours, she should go to Tiandu City to seek Her Majesty the Consort for help; factoring in travel and palace entry time, she had to set off now.

"My Lord..."

Ling Ningzhi firmly bit her lip, ready to leave, when a loud rumble reached her ears.

Boom——

Turning her head, she froze on the spot.

Under everyone’s stunned gaze, the thousand-year-old Daoist Temple was collapsing in ruins!