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[Fate Chooses You]

[Episode 4]

So, you're all cultivators

from Lingji Mountain?

I am Lin Muhan,

the Young Sect Master of Lingji Mountain.

And this is my junior sister,

Jiang Ji.

I am Jin Lun, an unaffiliated cultivator.

And the one outside

who wields music as a weapon

is Nangong Guhong from the Solar and Lunar Cavern.

It's not very polite

to ask a young lady her name

so abruptly, you know.

This immortal lady is Zuo Yingying

of the Cyan-Rainbow Sect of Beixiang.

Well then, with all you immortals here,

I feel much more at ease.

Could you please take that cultivator away

as soon as possible?

That way,

I won't have to live in constant fear.

Rest assured, My Lord.

That goes without saying.

Alright.

Then let's set off at once.

No rush, no rush.

Please, My Lord, don't be hasty.

We've been traveling all this way

and should take some time to rest and recover.

How about this, My Lord—

you find

a guest room

and rest well first.

After we've had something to eat and drink,

we'll set out together.

Fair enough.

I was way too hasty—

how could I have overlooked that?

Attendant!

Hurry

and clean this up.

Bring out your best food and wine—

I'll pay.

You all enjoy yourselves first.

I really can't go on anymore—

I'll go rest in my room.

Quick, let's go.

Help me to my rest—

hurry, hurry!

A wise man knows when to yield.

We're no match for them.

Sir, you are such a handsome young man.

Why not have a drink with me?

My friend here can't hold his liquor.

If you want to drink,

I'll keep you company, Immortal.

But I'm not interested in you.

I'm a straightforward person,

and I can't stand

faithless men hurting devoted women.

That Landlady from earlier—

she knows you, doesn't she?

She got beaten,

and you didn't lift a finger to help—why?

Strong build,

steady breath…

you're a skilled fighter.

Here's the deal—

go stab that

little wretch Jiang Ji,

and I'll protect you.

You won't die.

What a blockhead.

The food is poisoned!

How do you like the Immortal-Sealing Powder

from Chongling Valley?

This is all a misunderstanding.

Everyone, put down your weapons

and let's talk this through.

You serve the authorities—

why are you against us?

A mortal body…

yet you withstood my strike.

Young man,

you're quite impressive.

The fact that he could take that strike from you

suggests his cultivation has already reached a transcendent level.

The divide between immortals and mortals

is no mere figure of speech—

one word apart,

yet worlds apart.

Still, young man,

let me give you a piece of advice:

before you try to show off next time,

make sure

you know your own limits.

Not every immortal sect disciple

is as reasonable as we are.

Never mind.

It was just a misunderstanding.

Take this bottle of Yangyuan Pills

as an apology.

Yangyuan Pills are valuable stuff—

they can both heal injuries

and enhance one's cultivation.

Landlady,

you really hit the jackpot.

Enchantress,

you're no good either.

I didn't misjudge you—

you've got some skill.

I'll let it slide this time.

Next time we meet,

show me what you're really capable of.

Looks like

a trip to Chongling Valley will have to wait for now.

[Xin Xie Manor]

Who is it?

Who's there?

Who—

Sheng,

you wretched disciple— what are you doing?

Put me down immediately!

Stop struggling.

Your cultivation is too advanced—

you were afraid you wouldn't get drunk,

so you sealed your own major acupoints

with the Nine-Element Technique.

For 7 days,

you won't be able to use a trace of your powers.

You won't break free.

The court's dispatch—

you left it in the wine cellar

for 4 whole days.

I only found it today.

The letter says a female cultivator surnamed Xin

caused trouble in the capital,

slaying 3 officials to avenge her husband.

The court is inviting disciples from all major immortal sects

to capture the female cultivator.

What does the court have to do with you anyway?

Our Xin Xie Manor

has lived in seclusion for years—

we've long had no contact with them.

You wretched disciple,

put me down now!

Listen to me carefully.

A female cultivator, surnamed Xin—

beautiful, kind-hearted, always standing up for the weak.

Doesn't that

sound exactly like my senior sister?

Beautiful and kind-hearted?

Is that really what the letter says?

Out with it—

what exactly did you

send my senior sister down the mountain to do?

If that's really what it says,

it does sound like Xin.

But…

she shouldn't be going to the capital.

Where did you send my senior sister?

She insisted on going herself.

She said she was heading back to the countryside to visit her auntie—

her auntie, already in her eighties or nineties,

didn't have much time left.

She was determined to go,

and I couldn't stop her.

Then why did she go to the capital—

and even avenge her husband?

When did she even get married?

Did you arrange a marriage for her again

without her consent?

I-I didn't do that.

Well...

it might not even be her.

There are plenty of cultivators

with the surname Xin out there—

why must it be her?

That won't do.

I have to go find her.

Sheng,

you'll only make things worse if you go.

You wretched disciple—

put me down first!

Whatever it is, we can talk it through.

Sheng!

Sheng!

[Capital]

[Liang Wenjing, Minister of the Court of Judicial Review]

[Mr. Gui, Qinghong Sect]

Don't waste your energy.

With me here today,

you're not getting through that door.

For a mortal to be born with an immortal perception

and step onto the path of cultivation—

do you know how rare that is?

And yet, despite having such a blessing,

you fail to cherish it.

Instead, you go against your moral sense,

repeatedly breaking the rules

and meddling in mortal affairs.

Aren't you afraid your cultivation will collapse

and backfire on you?

Enough talk—

are we fighting or not?

How utterly stubborn.

Since you've wasted such a rare opportunity,

I might as well

take you into my Sunblock Banner

and refine you—

at least that way you'll be of some use.

How naive.

Where do you think you're going?

Oh no!

I'm getting

through this door.

And the life inside—

I'm taking it.

You've got some nerve,

daring to toy with me.

Cutting off your own tail to survive—

that takes nerve.

It's been a long time

since I've been pushed to this point.

If that magic crow

hadn't taken the blow for me,

I might've fallen

to a junior like you today.

No need to rush.

Sooner or later, you'll die all the same.

Youth is a wonderful thing—

your blood runs hot.

With a blade in hand,

it feels as if you could

cut down all things under heaven beneath your feet.

But don't forget—

everyone was young once.

Cut the nonsense.

What exactly are you trying to say?

Very well.

I will show you

what real power looks like today.

What formation is this?

I haven't decided

on a name yet.

But you can call it—

your burial ground.

You can actually control the power of time?

Controlling time requires divine power—

only gods

can truly wield it.

For cultivators like us,

even if we devote our entire lives,

we can only create a small realm.

The extent of time reversal we can achieve

is no more than 50 years.

But that is more than enough—

to kill you.

Such overwhelming power.

This is when my cultivation

is at its peak.

Even against Golden Core cultivators,

I would still have a chance to fight.

With time reversed by 50 years,

you're likely just a newcomer to the immortal sect—

probably haven't even crossed

the threshold of Qi Cultivation.

You can't defeat me.

You'd be better off surrendering obediently.

I can grant you a swift death.

You little girl…

you really know how to provoke people.

You ignorant fool courting death!

Do you have any idea

how much spiritual energy

this formation consumes?

How much essence blood I have to sacrifice?

You don't need to worry about that—

because

you won't be getting out of here alive.

You...

You...

You asked why

a mere Stage 4 Qi Refining cultivator like me

would dare

to defy the world and enter the mortal realm to kill,

without fear of the immortal sects.

Let me tell you now.

I began cultivating

under my master at the age of 12.

Within a month, I had already grasped the basics of Foundation Building.

By 18, I had glimpsed the threshold of the Golden Core.

At 20,

I reached the peak of my techniques.

You…

Golden…

Golden Core cultivator?

The stars are shifting—

a practitioner is engaging in a spell duel within the city.

To be able to cause such abnormal changes in the sky,

they must be someone incredibly powerful.

I didn't expect

that in a place as wealthy and corrupt as the capital,

there are still hidden masters lying in wait.

♪ The vault of heaven is shaking, on the verge of collapse ♪

I was born with the Innate Dao Body

and a pure immortal perception.

♪ Yet I refuse to yield or make amends ♪

I cultivated in the mountains for 60 years

and touched the Golden Core realm 3 separate times.

♪ Rather than linger in fleeting winds and moonlight ♪

And yet I remain

only a Stage 4 Qi Refining cultivator.

♪ I would choose to stand between all beings and fate itself ♪

Why do you think that is?

It's because I can't stand it.

I can't stand this so-called

♪ Walking the edge of a blade, I cast aside life and death ♪

justice of the world.

I can't stand seeing those struggling to survive

♪ Vowing to speak out against injustice ♪

being crushed by power.

I can't stand watching the innocent

wronged and killed.

♪ If my cultivation turns to ash and smoke ♪

I've mastered great skills—

I have the power to move heaven and earth.

♪ I still want to see this world ♪

Yet because of this moral discipline,

♪ Break into dawn once more ♪

♪ Do you hear the raging tides of fury ♪

I'm forced to turn a blind eye

to the world's injustices.

This?

♪ How many sorrows have finally been laid to rest ♪

This is what I can't stand the most.

♪ How many stand without bias or tilt ♪

♪ Pointing to the sky, questioning the moon ♪

♪ I'd rather be a wandering immortal in the mortal world ♪

♪ And experience it all for myself ♪

♪ Right and wrong, justice and evil ♪

♪ In all the world, I choose first the people ♪

♪ How could the powerful lie drunk in golden halls ♪

♪ Illusions of heaven and memory entwined ♪

♪ I will still break into this mortal realm ♪

This is indeed a place of burial.

♪ To demand a rightful ending ♪

Too bad it's not mine—

♪ Crossing the River of Heaven, washing away right and wrong ♪

it's yours.

♪ For morality, severing emotion and decay ♪

♪ Only then can sun and moon shine together ♪

♪ Pointing to the sky, questioning the moon ♪

♪ I'd rather be a wandering immortal in the mortal world ♪

♪ Right and wrong, justice and evil ♪

♪ I will still break into this mortal realm ♪

♪ To demand a rightful ending ♪

♪ I strike the darkness with a wild whip ♪

♪ To save this world of mortal fire and smoke ♪

Do you think

we've come too late?

No, we haven't

So certain?

The way things looked last night

was pretty intimidating.

The other side definitely isn't someone to be trifled with.

Someone as slight as Immortal Xin—

how could she possibly withstand that?

The checkpoints haven't been withdrawn,

and far more people are leaving the city

than entering it.

That means they still haven't caught her.

Makes sense.

Looks like Immortal Xin won't be able to escape

this "damsell in distress" moment.

Come take a look!

Little trinkets, small curios!

The capital really is nice—

so lively,

it changes every single day.

How long has it been since you were last here?

We haven't eaten for 3 days!

Sir,

please spare some change!

We haven't had anything to eat for 3 days and nights!

Sir, please spare some change!

Sir,

please give us some money!

Get lost, get lost.

Please, just a little money.

Thank you.

Come to think of it, this deal has really been bad luck.

I went through so much trouble,

all the way to Beixiang,

and finally

found his son—

only to discover he was already dead.

Now I even have to haul back a corpse.

Can you help me find someone?

My father's name is Lu Jingran.

Got any money?

Yes.

But

this is all I have.

Still,

I'll earn more in the future—

whatever you want, I'll give it to you.

Screw you!

You think you can mess with me?

San,

look—

it's a little freak.

Indeed he is.

Thank you, sir!

Thank you, thank you!

Thank you, sir—thank you!

Thank you!

The capital is this big…

where are we supposed to find her?

Candied hawthorn!

Zuixian Restaurant...

As the story goes, in last night's battle at the Liang residence,

the fight was so intense

it blotted out the sky and shook the earth.

In the end,

even Purple Spirit Lightning was unleashed,

causing abnormal celestial phenomena.

The Liang family

invited an immortal master from Beixiang to oversee the situation.

Rumor has it this Mr. Gui possesses a magical artifact

called the Sunblock Banner,

with immense power—

capable of instantly

tearing a person apart.

That's seriously impressive.

If that Mr. Gui

is as powerful as you say,

then how could he

possibly have died by Immortal Xin's blade?

Sir,

don't rush to conclusions.

Immortal Xin is now nowhere to be found—

she might have

already perished last night.

If Immortal Xin is dead,

then why would Lord Liang

still be so afraid,

inviting all the experts

from the Great Xiangguang Temple

to his residence first thing this morning?

Who on earth

is this Immortal Xin?

Which immortal mountain does she come from?

Why have we never heard of her before?

As for which sect she comes from, that's unknown.

We only know she is Lord Lu's wife.

Lord Lu?

Which Lord Lu?

Are we talking about Lord Lu Zhao of the Royal Guards?

He's the deputy county magistrate of Wei County,

named Lu Huai.

Please have a seat,

the dishes will be served shortly.

Alright.

They're talking about you downstairs.

I know.

Lu Huai?

That name does sound unfamiliar.

I've never heard of him.

Lu Huai—Lord Lu.

You don't know him?

He was an upright official.

Back when Wei County suffered a famine,

he used clever strategy

to save the people there.

It's a pity the world is blind and ignorant—

deceived by treacherous men,

unable to see his merits.

In the end, he was falsely accused

and put to a brutal execution.

No wonder his wife was so furious—

so she was seeking revenge for him.

I heard the two of them

were childhood sweethearts.

Later, war broke out,

and Immortal Xin was taken into an immortal sect.

Lord Lu searched everywhere for her

but couldn't find her,

so he joined the military instead.

Only after he distinguished himself in battle

and became renowned across the land

was Immortal Xin

finally able to find him.

So that's how it is…

I had no idea there was such a tragic backstory.

How unfortunate.

And the tragedy doesn't end there.

After they

finally reunited and got married—

just when life was about to turn for the better—

they were framed

by corrupt officials.

While Immortal Xin was away,

they took the opportunity to kill Lord Lu.

Given how deeply they loved each other,

how could Immortal Xin

possibly let them go unpunished?

A devoted couple, bound by unwavering love.

You two even have a story like that?

Nonsense.

You're the only one who enjoys hearing this.

Wrong—

I enjoy all romantic tales.

to all romantic affairs.

So she really thinks

she's some peerless wandering hero,

capable of standing up for injustice

in this world.

That Mr. Gui—

I've heard of him—

he seems to be from Beixiang,

a heretical cultivator

who specializes in sinister and deceitful arts.

Though he's currently only at Qi Refining stage 9,

he's just half a step away

from breaking through.

With Xin Mei's current techniques,

escaping from him

must have cost her dearly.

One Mr. Gui is nothing to fear.

If those cultivators who were at the Safe Haven Inn that day

had also arrived,

then things would have been troublesome.

Sachet pendants.

[Pingxiang Town]

Take a look!

Sachets and trinkets for sale!

Lianxin...

Lianxin, wake up!

Lianxin...

My daughter has been poisoned by snake venom

and urgently needs

a top-grade Ghost Needle Lotus to detoxify her.

Won't someone

please save my daughter?

Lianxin...

We're not beggars—

we don't want money.

Is there anyone kind-hearted?

Miss.

Miss, please!

Please save my daughter.

The doctor said

she only needs

a top-grade Ghost Needle Lotus to save her.

Miss. Please, I beg you—save her!

I beg you!

Lianxin...

Mother...

She's awake!

She's really awake!

A miracle doctor…

She's truly kind-hearted!

She's getting better.

Is this an immortal pill?

Is she a cultivator?

She must be.

So powerful…

Madam,

you should go thank her properly.

Why are you following me?

Don't follow me anymore.

Dishes are here!

Here you go.

Sir, are you not satisfied?

No.

Just give him wine—

the dishes are for me.

Alright.

Enjoy your meal.

Hot steamed buns!

Fresh hot buns!

Come on, sir.

Come on.

Would you like to have one?

Buns!

Fresh hot buns!

Come again.

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

Must've been my mistake.

Jin Lun should be arriving soon, right?

Not necessarily.

He came in response

to a letter from Tianyin Mountain,

but I don't think

he's very interested in this matter.

He probably won't arrive anytime soon.

Forget it.

Let's not worry about him for now—

the important matters come first.

The people from the immortal sects have arrived.

She's now caught in the center of the storm.

If we don't find her quickly

and someone gets there first,

she could be in danger.

Someone got her first?

Just take her back then.

Who could possibly beat you?

Can you keep a lower profile?

Well, she is your wife after all.

How did I

not notice before?

She looks

so quiet and proper,

yet she actually did all this.

Is Xin still not awake?

Why is she still bleeding?

Is she going to die?

Don't talk nonsense.

Xin is an immortal—

she has divine powers and can fly.

You saw it yourself, didn't you?

But does that mean immortals can't die?

People say

the world has become like this

precisely because the gods have all died off.

If Xin dies,

even Father in the underworld

will blame us.

Maybe we should

find a doctor for her?

We don't have any money.

Then sell me

for silver

and use it to hire a doctor for Xin.

How much can you sell for?

It wouldn't even be enough to pay a doctor.

If only Father were still here…

He was so capable.

He would definitely have a way to save Xin.

If Father were here,

Xin wouldn't have had to come to the capital either.

Ten-Complete Tonic Pill!

It cures all illnesses!

Instant relief!

-Ten-Complete... -Doctor!

Can you treat illnesses?

What kind of question is that?

If I can't treat illnesses, can I still be called a doctor?

See this box?

Inside are my spirit pills,

the "Ten-Complete Tonic Pill,"

refined from ten kinds

of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

They can cure all diseases.

But let's make this clear first—

my price is not low.

No problem.

Come with me.

Alright,

let's go.

We know your consultation fee is very high,

but we don't have any money right now.

However, that lady over there is an immortal.

If you save her,

she will surely repay you.

When we grow up and earn money,

we'll pay you back too.

-Help! -Stop shouting.

It's not that I don't want to save her—

I simply can't.

I'm just a quack selling fake medicine for money.

[Liang Residence]

Well then,

it is our honor that you both have come.

This time we must capture that enchantress

and properly punish her.

My Lord,

what you should be doing now

is bathing, burning incense,

loosening your body,

and getting a good rest.

It is because when you wake up,

that enchantress will already be bound

in this hall.

For...

for real?

Even if you don't trust me,

surely you can

trust Lingji Mountain, can't you?

I am the young sect master of Lingji Mountain—

Lin An is my father.

I've come in person myself,

so what is there for you to worry about?

Then…

we'll have to trouble you two, immortal masters.

Why do I smell something sour?

Sour jujube calms the spirit,

and lily soothes the heart—

both help with sleep

and protect against nightmares.

Looks like that lord

was truly quite frightened.

By the way,

why haven't Jin Lun and Nangong Guhong

arrived yet?

Forget it.

Let's not bother with them.

The capital spans over a hundred li.

If that female cultivator

continues to conceal her aura and doesn't act again,

where are we supposed to find her?

And I don't know where

Senior Bai went.

Why hasn't he arrived yet?

As for Bai Zongying,

he does have some skill,

but tracking people is not his strong suit.

Do you have a way?

Mr. Gui is a Qi cultivator

with little innate talent,

but he managed to gain a reputation in the immortal sects

entirely through his spiritual artifact, the Sunblock Banner.

Leaving aside how much

spiritual energy this banner contains,

the most important thing is—

it is alive.

Alive?

Yes, that's right.

It has already become an artifact spirit.

Though it cannot take form

or speak,

it has already

developed sentience.

It must parasitize

living flesh

to survive,

which is why Mr. Gui

fed it

his own essence blood every day.

But now that Mr. Gui is dead,

its whereabouts are unknown.

Where do you think such a thing

could have gone?

This Sunblock Banner is an evil artifact.

I've heard it was refined

only after absorbing

the essence blood of 49 people—

making it an object of extreme darkness and yin energy.

Wherever it is,

not a trace of light can appear.

So

wherever it is,

even lamps can't be lit.

Jiang Ji, you really

are quite perceptive.

Strange…

there's no wind at all.

Jiujiu, where's the flint?

Take it with you.

Why won't it strike a spark?

It was working just fine earlier.

That is indeed a method.

However, the capital spans over a hundred li—

if we were to light lamps everywhere,

it would consume a tremendous amount of spiritual power.

I've brought the Yangyuan Pills with me—

leave this small matter

to me.

Jiang Ji, you just need

to find a high vantage point

in the city,

preferably one

that overlooks the entire capital.

Once I

activate my formation

and light up all the lamps,

the darkest place in the city

will be where the Sunblock Banner is located.

Alright.

The snow hasn't melted yet.

Snow?

Immortal Xin made it fall for you.

Snow falling at this time…

there must be a great injustice.

She's doing this to seek justice for you.

Have you found any trace of her?

I didn't find Immortal Xin,

but I did get something unexpected.

Guess who I saw in the city?

Those cultivators from the inn?

Two more joined them.

One with a flute,

and that

little enchantress who teased you.

But don't worry,

even my flock of birds

couldn't find Immortal Xin—

neither can they.

Primordial spirit, stabilize the soul.

A thousand lanterns, guided by blood.

Rise.

What's going on?

My Lord, I'll go take a look.

My Lord, there's no need to worry—

it seems the immortal masters are casting a spell.

Good, good.

Easy now—

it'll be your turn soon enough.

Immortal techniques…

What are they trying to do?

No idea.

But whatever it is,

it can't be good for Xin Mei.