Chapter 470: Raised Wrong (Patreon)

Meng Tingfeng’s expression froze. Not just him, but so did Shu Qingya’s expression. Even those who were eavesdropping had the exact same expression. Only the high echelon from the Immortal Court had bitter and defeated expressions. They were long used to their grand elder’s quirks, but still, they couldn’t act as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Xia Meng released a deliberate laugh and walked up. “Forgive her, forgive her. Grand Elder Xi is wholeheartedly devoted to cultivation. It’s the reason why she reached her current height. Before her son was born, I remember her forgetting me quite a few times. I remember at least a hundred occasions.”

An ugly expression appeared on Meng Tingfeng’s face. Can the two situations compare? After all, one was an intimate moment—one which led to the birth of a new life—while the other was just an acquaintance. No matter how face blind Xi Mengfei was, she shouldn’t forget her first time with a man, right?

Or was Xi Mengfei telling him that he was so worthless and unimportant that he was unworthy of being remembered, despite him being her first and the father of her child? As a man, how could Meng Tingfeng tolerate such a slight? If he could, he would never harm a woman, but for the first time in his life, Meng Tingfeng wanted to slap a woman.

Had it not been for Shu Qingya squeezing his hand, Meng Tingfeng might have done something he could never take back.

A look of realization dawned upon Meng Tingfeng. So this was the source of it all. No wonder his son didn’t want to recognize him. With such a mother, how could his son recognize him?

Xi Mengfei didn’t see Meng Tingfeng’s twisted expression. Or rather, she didn’t care, nor could she discern his inner thoughts. She turned toward Xia Meng. “A hundred times? Wasn’t it only once?”

“See?” Xia Meng said with a helpless expression. He looked at Meng Tingfeng and inwardly sighed. He thought that Xi Mengfei had been getting better at socializing, but he was wrong. Or maybe she had some subconscious repulsion to Meng Tingfeng? It wouldn’t be out of the realm of possibility. After all, having a father meant dividing her son’s attention.

Meng Tingfeng forced down his discontent until nothing could be seen on his face. He showed a disappointed and sad smile. “To be honest, it’s a huge blow to me. After all, when I met Sovereign Xi all those years ago, it left a lasting impression on me.”

Xia Meng blinked. To be honest, he really wanted to know what happened that year, but considering the location, it was better not to air out the details. So he could only smile apologetically. “Please don’t mind her, that’s just her personality.”

“It’s…understandable,” Meng Tingfeng finally said after a moment of deliberation. “Sovereign Xi is dedicated towards the immortal path. It’s no wonder she reached such heights. Even though we’re the same age, I’m still only a little seamless immortal.”

“Thank you,” Mengfei simply said. Since someone praised her, she would accept it.

“I wonder where Tianyi is. Can you tell me?” Meng Tingfeng asked. Looking around. He had to educate his son well and not let him be led astray by that woman any longer.

“I’m afraid Grand Elder Nine Heavens isn’t on the island at the moment,” Xia Meng said. “He sensed someone ascending from the lower realm and left to see who it is.”

“Is that so interesting?” Meng Tingfeng asked. He was someone born in a lower-rank realm, so he ascended several times. Although each ascension brought him to a stronger realm, after experiencing it so many times, he had long tired of it.

Because of his rising strength, his former companions could only stay in the lower realm. Meng Tingfeng had already switched his companions and friends many times. Even when he descended to the lower realms and visited them again, the difference in realm made it so that whatever friendship they once had would deteriorate. Rather than allow that to happen, why not just keep the memory of those friendships in his heart as beautiful mementos?

“Do you know when he will come back?” Meng Tingfeng.

“This…” Xia Meng furrowed his brows. “I’m sorry, but I don’t know. His strength has surpassed mine, and he has a transcendent status in the Immortal Court. There is only one person that can order him. At most, I can just send a message.”

“Speaking of which,” Xia Meng took out a Xiyi Talisman. “Do you know about this? It’s Grand Elder Nine Heavens’ creation. He’s quite the genius, that boy. This talisman has completely revolutionized the entire Primordial Realm.”

Meng Tingfeng nodded, and a proud smile appeared on his face. Of course he heard about it. However, his eyes caught sight of Xi Mengfei nodding in agreement. She didn’t feel like a mother to him at this time, but an arrogant woman proud of her spawn.

After a few more words, Meng Tingfeng excused himself. He needed to speak to his son as soon as possible, but tragically, Xi Tianyi never returned to the Immortal Court, drifting in the Primordial Realm. How could Meng Tingfeng not guess Tianyi was avoiding him? Helpless, he resumed his cultivation, ignoring all other matters. Even if he could convince his son, he needed to have the power to take him away.

***

In a desolate area of the Trinity Continent, a dimensional tear appeared. Soon, many figures appeared in the air, observing the tear. On the other side of the dimensional tear was a vast land, but it was far from comparable to the Primordial Realm. The spiritual qi density of the local area decreased as the dimensional tear swallowed it, blessing the high-rank realm.

However, none of those figures paid attention to the scenery on the other side. No, they wanted to see who had overcome their Immortal Ascension Heavenly Tribulation. Soon, a figure appeared out of the dimensional tear. Although it still existed, it was closing at a slow rate, and it would disappear by the end of the day.

The newly ascended immortal wore pure-white robes. There was not a single stain or speck of lint on it, as if untouched by mortal dust. Similarly, his hair was devoid of any color, shining like fresh snow under the harsh sunlight. Even his eyes were white.

If one looked closer, they would discover that his eyes actually contained a mixture of all colors. Anyone who gazed too long into his eyes would feel sleepy.

Already, a few cultivators who hadn’t transcended the Mortal Realm fell onto the ground after gazing into his eyes. Even the true immortals present couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath. All of them detected the powerful illusion behind the man’s eyes. If they weren’t careful, they might fall under it too.

The most important part was that the illusion activated passively. With how powerful his illusions were, the man was likely a soul cultivator. Not all soul cultivators were illusionists, but the most powerful illusionists were undoubtedly soul cultivators.

“Welcome, friend,” a true immortal said, stepping forward. “I’m from the Wither Flower Sect. I’m wondering if you are interested in joining? We have over ten immortals.”

Another immortal snorted. “You still have the gall to boast about ten true immortals? Fellow Daoists, join my Thousand Spirit Sect. Our grand elder is an immortal lord comparable to an immortal monarch.”

“You guys are so impatient,” a female immortal said. She glanced at the newly ascended immortal and couldn’t help but click her tongue. Even as a woman, she had to admit that man’s charms went beyond genders. “I am known as Fairy Moonwisp. I don’t know how to address fellow Daoist.”

The white-haired man stayed silent for a few seconds before answering. “I am known as Dreamwalker.”

Immediately, Fairy Moonwisp felt her knees go weak. Not just her, but the others who heard his voice also had the same reaction. The voice was extremely pleasant and made them want to sink into unconsciousness so that they could hear it forever in their dreams.

“What an amazing ability.” While the true immortals became enamored by Dreamwalker, a raspy voice called out. A black-robed man with a hunched back walked out. Upon his entrance, all the other true immortals paled.

“Fiend Monarch Voidheart!” Fairy Moonwisp shouted with a hint of despair.

One true immortal directly turned around and fled, but the hunched immortal sneered. His body merged into the void and blocked the fleeing true immortal. Before the true immortal could do anything, Voidheart’s bony fingers pierced his chest.

The true immortal spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn’t even have time to form any coherent words before the hunched immortal pulled his heart. Simultaneously, the immortal’s eyes lost its light. Just like that, Voidheart killed a true immortal. He stored the true immortal’s corpse and heart into his spatial ring with a wave of his hand.

“I never expected to see a soul cultivator ascend from a lower realm. It’s a good thing I decided to check it out on a whim,” Fiend Monarch Voidheart said. His hand was covered in blood, reminding everyone of what he had just done. “Now, are you going to resist like the last one or give up? Personally, I don’t care. It’s more fun with the thrill of the hunt, but I’m also old. Sometimes, I don’t want to put in too much effort. And if I put too much effort, I get mad. When I get mad, I want to torture people.”

Fairy Moonwisp gritted her teeth. “You still dare to show up, Voidheart? I already contacted the Crescent Sky Sect. Soon, immortal monarchs will arrive to hunt you down!”

Fiend Monarch Voidheart laughed as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world. “Girl, the number of monarchs that want to kill me is in the hundreds. But do you know why I can escape every time? It’s because I mastered the Laws of Space. Not even an immortal emperor can capture me easily as long as I leave before they arrive.”

“Besides, how can I let a fairy like you go?” Voidheart said as a lecherous smile appeared on his bony face. “I still remember the sweet screams of the last woman from the Crescent Sky Sect. Unfortunately, she didn’t last long, but her heart was also very delicious.”

He shifted his eyes from Fairy Moonwisp to Dreamwalker. He smacked his lips. “I usually don’t go for men, but I’ll make an exception for you. Are you ready? Ready to experience the highest height of heaven and the deepest pit of hell?”

Dreamwalker didn’t hide his sneer of disgust, but Fiend Monarch Voidheart didn’t mind. He had seen his fair share of disgusted expressions. They were like a spring breeze on his wrinkly face. If anything, it made the delight that would come all the more enjoyable.

Fiend Monarch Voidheart didn’t waste anymore words. He disappeared and reappeared behind Dreamwalker. His body hands reached out and grasped the newly ascended immortal’s shoulder in an iron-like grip. Just as a triumphant smile appeared on his cracked lips, his eyes widened.

Starting from his shoulder, Dreamwalker dissolved into countless white flower petals.

“When?” Fiend Monarch Voidheart shouted. He looked around, but he couldn’t sense Dreamwalker at all. Not just the white-robed immortal, but Fairy Moonwisp and the other immortals disappeared. “Did they escape?”

The fiend monarch immediately refuted that notion. Maybe one could escape without his notice, but all of them, impossible. Then it dawned on him. “Did a mere true immortal actually make me fall into an illusion?”

Voidheart growled in shame and anger. “Break! Break! Break for me!

However, no matter what he didn’t, Fiend Monarch Voidheart couldn’t shatter the illusion trapping him.

***

“Daoist Dreamwalker’s skills really opened my eyes,” Fairy Moonwisp said. She sighed when she saw the wretched Fiend Monarch Voidheart just floating in the air with an empty look in his eyes. “How can you keep him like that?”

“As long as I’m present? Forever. But if I leave, only a few minutes at most,” Dreamwalker said.

“That’s amazing. If you keep him here until the immortal monarchs of my sect arrive, we will definitely reward you for your efforts,” Fairy Moonwisp said. Her eyes bore into the fiend monarch with hatred. She wanted to attack and kill him, but it was impossible for an average true immortal like her. It would also break Dreamwalker’s illusion on the fiend monarch.

“Voidheart, I bet you never expected to fall into such a situation. Just wait until the monarchs arrive to reap your life!” Fairy Moonwisp said, the hatred in her voice not hidden at all.

“Since you have the matter covered, we’ll leave first.”

Dreamwalker glanced at the other immortals present. They obviously wanted to leave first. They didn’t believe that a newly ascended true immortal like him could keep a monarch trap for long. So, before Voidheart broke out, they wanted to escape. He paid them no heed.

“Before that, I wonder which senior is watching?” Dreamwalker asked aloud, seemingly to no one.

“Oh, you can actually detect me?”

Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, all the immortals couldn’t help but have their hearts skip a beat. They sincerely hope that the newcomer wasn’t another devilish cultivator. They turned their gaze toward the voice to see a young man wearing purple brocade robes walking out of the void. He had handsome features, but the most eye-catching thing about him was those pair of bedeviling eyes.