t help chasing after him.
He shouted from behind, “Guest, in front of you is a forbidden place.
It is said that the Demon King Dugu Zhuo is there.
You can’t go to the Canglan Mountains to practice cultivation!”

The black-clothed man had no intention of paying attention to the tea shack owner.
Hearing this, he stopped, turned slightly, lifted the hat, revealing most of his face.

His body seemed to be fused with the misty Canglan Mountains.
His sight fell on the boss with a look through the turmoil of the world, and his voice was not happy or angry: “I am Dugu Zhuo.”

After that, he pressed down the hat, turned and continued along the path, disappearing in the mist after a short while.

Long after he left, the owner of the tea shack sat on the ground, trembling.
“He is Dugu Zhuo?”

The demon who deceived his master, killed his father, and slaughtered the gods, Dugu Zhuo?

“How come?” the tea shack owner murmured.

Getting up to clean the table and chairs, he saw a pale pink apricot blossom beside the tea bowl Dugu Zhuo had used.
The petals were intact.

“Impossible.” The boss said again.

The black-clothed Dugu Zhuo, who puzzled the boss, had already set foot on the Canglan Mountains.
It seemed that he felt that the former site of Tianzhu was under his feet.

“Quiet.” Dugu Zhuo shouted in a low voice.

The contents of the package bounced twice restlessly.
Dugu Zhuo unwrapped the package to reveal two broken swords inside.

The two swords that used to create the world have now become four pieces of rusty scrap iron.
The Dugu Zhuo who once cut off the Tianzhu and fought against the Nine Heavens has also shattered his dantian4, and there is not much time.

Dugu Zhuo picked up the Su Jian, hung the piece of warm jade on the hilt of the broken sword, and waited quietly for a moment.
The warm jade and broken sword made no response.

Not here either.

From the ends of the earth to here, there is nowhere to be seen.5

For ten years, Dugu Zhuo has traveled to every corner of the human world, but could not find the whereabouts of Ye Zhou’s remnant soul.

There is no possibility of seeing each other again in this life.
Dugu Zhuo only wants an afterlife, but Ye Zhou has no afterlife.

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He put away the broken sword, holding the warm jade firmly, and walked firmly into the fog.

No one knows what is on the other side of the Canglan Mountain range.
The Tianzhu stood here before, and no one can get out of this mountain range.

Even if Tianzhu disappears, the fog will cause people to lose their way, die in the blue clouds and mist, or return to the foot of the mountain.

Dugu Zhuo’s current level is almost the same as that of a newcomer, and there is only death waiting by continuing forward.

But he didn’t intend to look back.
Behind him was the past that was toyed by fate, an unbearable life, and a world without Ye Zhou.

Dugu Zhuo stepped forward firmly, feeling strong resistance in every step he took, moving forward with difficulty.

But even if he only took an inch, Dugu Zhuo had to move forward an inch.

He walked forward with difficulty step by step.
Clouds and mist covered his eyes, the cold air whisking from the mountains freezing his body, and he himself was covered in frost.
If it weren’t for the warm jade in his palm, Dugu Zhuo would have already turned into an ice sculpture.

Consciousness gradually blurring, Dugu Zhuo could not help but recall half of his life in his mind, like a candle before death.

In a daze, he seemed to see a young Ye Zhou, jumping in the mountains and forests, fighting a few monsters.

Dugu Zhuo smiled.
Ye Zhou was his elder.
When he met Ye Zhou, Ye Zhou was already the elder of Qingtian Sword Sect.
He stood in front of him wearing a plain white robe and looked at him indifferently, coldly said: “Follow me.”

When he first met, Ye Zhou was tall and cold in his heart.
How could he be a teenager?

However, it was not bad to have such an illusion before he died.
At least he can see Ye Zhou’s carefree appearance.

As Dugu Zhuo was reminiscing, the fog in front gradually dissipated, and the figure of the young Ye Zhou became clearer and clearer.

The young Ye Zhou, dressed in white, was not afraid of being besieged by a few monsters, holding an ordinary iron sword, as he struggled to kill him.

Two fists are hard to fight four hands, the beast kept hitting the young Ye Zhou’s body, and Ye Zhou’s face was pale and growing weaker and weaker.

Even in a fantasy world, Dugu Zhuo couldn’t watch Ye Zhou get injured.
He picked up the black broken sword from the package.
This was the Xuan Jian that Dugu Zhuo got after his father’s death.
He yearned for it all his life, and after getting it, abandoned the divine sword.

When Dugu Zhuo took the sword, the young Ye Zhou dexterously distanced himself from the monster, took out a bottle of medicine and drank it, saying to himself: “It is still difficult to deal with these elite monsters with my current HP.
It’s good I prepared many types of healing medicine.”

Taking medicine to recover his blood, the young Ye Zhou saw a black-clothed man rushing into the monster group, carrying a tattered iron sword, and snatching away the elite monster who he finally managed to grind to residual blood.

Ye Zhou: “…”

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Dugu Zhuo’s meridians have long been broken.
At this moment, he can only use one move to force Xuan Jian sword to move.

Fortunately, the monster isn’t strong and can be slaughtered in one move.

After the monster fell, Dugu Zhuo was also unstable, half kneeling on the ground, holding the hilt of Xuan Jian in hand, trying his best to suppress the churning blood in his chest.

Even in his illusion, Dugu Zhuo didn’t want to vomit blood in front of Ye Zhou.

After barely stabilizing his body, Dugu Zhuo was about to raise his head to look at Ye Zhou when suddenly a strange sound came from his ear——

[Ding, you killed the monsters and get 3 low-grade spirit stones.]

[Ding, you killed the monsters, and get the secret book .]

[Ding, you killed the monsters, and get a precious healing spirit grass.]

[Ding, you killed the monsters, gaining 100*6 experience, do you use want to use your experience to upgrade? Yes/No]

What is this? Dugu Zhuo was confused.

At this time, a strong wind blew his ears.
The young Ye Zhou, whose wounds were healed, came over with a sword, his brows were full of anger as he shouted: “Dare to steal my monster?”

Sword qi rushed towards his face, tearing Dugu Zhuo’s hat apart.
He was unaware of all the changes around him; he only felt that the Ye Zhou in front of him was extremely real.

Dugu Zhuo stared at Ye Zhou’s face, and whispered, “Have I arrived in the afterlife?”

When he saw Dugu Zhuo’s face, Ye Zhou’s sword tip tilted and the original trajectory aiming for Dugo Zhuo’s shoulder missed.


天柱: Pillar holding up the skies/heavens.


Personally prefer nine realms, but using nine heavens since that’s what the google says.


Jian = sword.
Xuan Jian is the Xuan sword mentioned 1 line ago.
For readability, I’ll use “Xian Jian” and “Su Jian” to refer to the swords similar to how you would refer to “Excalibur.”


Analogous and sometimes called “golden core” depending on the author/translated.
Considered an core or mass of qi/energy/spirit one forms, after which they can often be said to formally having stepped into cultivation.


Adapted an adage.
Basically, he scoured the earth but couldn’t find what he’s looking for.

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