Chapter 1435 - 678: Teacher and Disciple Fate (2)

Chapter 1435: Chapter 678: Teacher and Disciple Fate (2)

As for the second disciple in the middle, the situation is quite complicated according to Tie Dan’s own understanding.

In Tie Dan’s original timeline, this person was Yuqingzi Lingxuzi Chen Xiyi in chronological order.

But Chen Xuantian was sent back from the future by the Space-Time Taoist Ancestor, which led to the birth of Liu Xiaoliu and Baizi.

Yet in the parallel world of Easter eggs, this person might be the reincarnation of Chen Wu.

Yes, Liu Xiaoliu kept one hand hidden in the matter with Huangfu Yi, hiding a Baizi, but he shouldn’t have lied about Chen Wu.

These are essentially the same person, on different strings, in different worlds, at different times, and in different shadows.

Some are possibilities severed, some are futures that do not exist, some are pasts yet to happen.

This is certainly because Lingxuzi is extremely annoying and likes to create chaos, splitting his three souls and three insects into countless fragments, also because the Black Side focuses on him, but mainly because of the unique nature of this individual.

Yes, he is the immutable singularity, the final Daoist deciding the fate of Taiji Heaven, the embodiment of human will, the collective of Alaya Consciousness, destined to face Doomsday, and meant to confront the mule, representing humanity as the Taoist Ancestor.

But he lost, and in most cases, he surrendered without even fighting, leading to the destruction of mankind.

And the Black Side from the future, the Space-Time Taoist Ancestor, in order to save humanity, repeatedly twisted and interfered causing strings to split, resulting in the mentally fragmented parallel world where Liu Xiaoliu, Baizi, and Chen Wu simultaneously exist.

So looking at the current arrangement by the Black Side, he probably thinks that the old second is truly incapable and plans to step up himself. However, he might not have won either...

Sigh, whatever happens! Tie Dan’s focus is, Chen Wu is the parallel old second! Got to bring him in!

Thus Tie Dan left Taiyin Dao Body on the mountain for seclusion, directly performing Primordial Spirit Emergence, flying thousands of miles instantly towards Kunzhou to check on the Chen family’s situation. Unaware, he was shocked at what he saw. The Ba County Chen Family had been massacred! The entire family estate burned to ashes, scorched into flat land!

Hiss—it’s not about him playing some apprentice-recruitment routine! Chen Wu couldn’t have already perished?

Tie Dan circled around the ruins but saw no corpse, only found his fur, cough, cough, Jiezhi Dragon Scale Sword, growing more curious. No wonder he waited left and right, not feeling any danger from Yazi, turns out the sword was lost.

But it’s strange, even if leaving to apprentice there’s no need to burn the house down, and if attacked and killed by enemies, Tie Dan should have sensed the peril at the time of disaster. Moreover, why leave the treasure sword here alone?

Could it be that Chen Wu is signaling his voluntary abandonment of Immortal Fate, choosing to sever ties with Tie Dan?

For a moment, Tie Dan was puzzled, performing Sword Control and circling the city, yet it was like finding a needle in a haystack, unable to ascertain the whereabouts of the Chen family. At present, the only option seems to be finding a passerby to inquire about what happened with the Chen family over the days...

Eh? This Divine Sense! Isn’t it that person!

"Ah!" "What kind of nonsense! That wretched short-lived sword comes crashing down on me! Damn this hell!"

That person was in seclusion at home, breathing and Qi Refining, when suddenly a sword pierced through the roof, terrifying her greatly, leaping up like a raccoon and clambering onto the beam, fur bristling.

Tie Dan stood on the sword and looked up, only to see a high-nosed, deep-eyed beauty with exotic flair, twisting her waist barefoot like a serpent coiled around the beam. Her hair arranged into heavily coiled green silk, high-stacked with three layers of silver crown. But the decorations on the crown were not those of ordinary flowers, birds, fish, or insects but a silver-backed, red-headed giant centipede, its thousand feet clinging to the hair, mouth holding a Bright Pearl, lifelike, its claws and teeth swirling with vibrant light, clearly harboring venom.

Hanging from the cheeks on both sides were two rows of silver tassels ending in grain-sized spiders, each emitting a strange herbal fragrance, visible colorful poisonous smoke rising, all presumably soaked and stained over the years in medicinal oils and toxic ointments.

Further down the neck was looped with seven heavy collars, black ridged with silver rings, layer upon layer constrained, the last circle revealing the hidden snake’s head, its pair of eyes like dark green gemstones. This further accentuated the graceful neck and the snowy skin under the clavicle.

Clad in a black short coat snug against the waist, the coat’s hem barely reaching the waist, exposing a belly without any trace of fat and the distinct contour lines of the waistcoat, evidently practiced in external skills and body technique. Below was a indigo pleated skirt, densely pleated like a paper fan cut with a knife, its hem embroidered with sawtooth patterns and rhombus maze, upon close inspection each tip of the sawtooth pattern hidden with poisoned blades.

In such attire, further adorned with gold and silver thread embroidering a bug’s map, filled with centipedes, scorpions, geckoes, toads, and venomous snakes, each exquisitely detailed, minute enough to discern the bristles on insect legs, barely distinguishable as to which is pattern and which is true.

And the most horrifying was on her right arm, on the white forearm like lotus roots, from elbow to wrist, lay a dark-backed scorpion with iron tail hooks, its legs embedded into flesh and bones, threaded with meridians, its dark glossy scorpion hook barbs glowing blue, flexibly bending and extending, as if the venomous tail needle had been refined into a part of the body.

Hmm, this is Grandma Tang from the parallel world, Tang Xian’er.