After Running Away Pregnant, I Ended Up on the Wanted Lists of Both the Demon Venerable and the Immortal Venerable Chapter 60

Jian Zhen had a very long dream.

In the dream it was still darkness, yet he had a deeper impression, as if his entire soul had floated up. He wandered alone through the darkness of Wanmie Mountain, stepping over every inch of land, watching every shadow cast by the passing dark clouds.

Gradually, he could hear many sounds of this world: bustling, lonely, joyful, desolate.

The vicissitudes of the world seemed to suddenly flow past before him like a white colt passing a gap. He did not want to be trapped within this small space, wanted to break free from the darkness, wanted to tear open the sky full of dark clouds and the curtain of night.

Invisible hands tugged at him.

Go out, must go out. Leave, must leave here.

Endless clamor and darkness surged, pulling at him. Pain and suffering surfaced before his eyes and within the unfathomable abyss. In his clarity he heard a question: “Is this world truly so yearned for?”

Jian Zhen turned his head to look.

That figure he had never been able to see clearly in his dreams gradually became distinct.

Grandmaster Ancestor’s figure stood there. He had returned to his youthful appearance, as though standing in time, perhaps even at the end of reincarnation, smiling at Jian Zhen as he said, “The disputes of this world never cease for a moment. The three thousand mortal troubles upon entering the world will not stop either. Once you enter the world, even a god cannot break free. All of this may cause you to suffer endlessly. Even so, do you still insist on this?”

Jian Zhen asked, “Then have you ever regretted everything you have done?”

Grandmaster Ancestor said, “I will not regret.”

Jian Zhen could not see his own expression, but he clearly felt it, he smiled. He said, “Then I also will not regret.”

Vaguely, Jian Zhen seemed to hear a sigh.

Thereafter, in the darkness, Grandmaster Ancestor’s figure slowly dissipated. Ten million years of time seemed to flow past the two of them. Jian Zhen stood within it, as though he could clearly see everything: the karma of the Six Paths, the gears of fate like soft fine sand circling at his side. When they slipped past his fingertips, they left only a gentle touch like flowing water, long and unbroken.

As if the future of the Three Realms would never cease, and the things of the past could never be retained.

Jian Zhen slowly raised his head.

The darkness of the entire world seemed, when he dared to look at it bravely, to gradually become bright. The sky was filled with the flowing brilliance of time. The wind brushed past his robes. Jian Zhen opened his hands and passed through the barrier of darkness.

Sunlight poured down from the sky.

All around came the scent of grass after rain.

The bright sunlight was somewhat warmly dazzling. Jian Zhen gently opened his eyes and saw the bright blue sky. Such weather, he himself did not remember how long it had been since he last saw it.

Sunlight?

Jian Zhen abruptly sat up from where he was and looked around. What entered his sight was green grassland and small hills sprouting buds. This was… Wanmie Mountain?

But he remembered that Wanmie Mountain had clearly been barren.

Jian Zhen staggered to his feet and saw, not far away on the grassland, people lying scattered, disciples of the Immortal Clan, disciples of the Yao Clan, even some disciples of the Demon Clan as well. Before he could look closely, he saw on the slope nearest to him a man lying there in black robes. Even without seeing his face, that familiar figure could never be mistaken.

Jian Zhen stepped forward, crossing the ground beneath his feet. His legs were somewhat weak, stumbling and unsteady.

When he was about to approach Ye Jisheng, the person lying on the ground seemed to sense it and reacted. Ye Jisheng slowly opened his eyes.

Just as Jian Zhen’s legs completely gave way and he was about to fall, he was caught into someone’s arms. Because of the force, Ye Jisheng rolled with him across the grass, and the two of them lay together upon it.

The wind and rain had receded; the sky was washed clean.

Jian Zhen said, “Has the heavenly tribulation already passed?”

Ye Jisheng gave a sound of acknowledgment.

This heavenly tribulation, which originally should have been unstoppable, had actually been forcibly resisted through everyone’s combined strength.

All around was utter silence.

Jian Zhen looked at the blue sky. He sat up and saw, not far away, people gradually awakening from unconsciousness. Most of them had the feeling of surviving death, of having lived through the edge of life and death. He looked at the boundless grassland. Gone was the tragic grandeur of yesterday when the heavenly tribulation descended as if mountains would collapse and earth would split apart. The mountain wind blew, dispersing the tens of thousands of dark clouds that had shrouded Wanmie Mountain.

Jian Zhen lifted his eyes to the sky, gently stretched out his hand to catch the sunlight, and softly smiled: “From now on, it will all be good weather.”

Several months later, the Demon Venerable’s successful tribulation was a first-rate joyous event for the Demon Clan.

The Demon Clan’s celebration lasted for several months. And because when the Demon God underwent tribulation the Immortal Clan and Yao Clan had both come to assist, the relations among the clans had now eased, and their exchanges had become closer.

Spring arrived; all things in the Demon Realm Mountains renewed.

For the Demon God’s wedding banquet, the Three Realms and Four Clans were invited. Demon Realm Mountain and Demon Clan City were adorned with fluttering colored banners, brimming everywhere with festivity.

After Jian Zhen finished the rites of worship, he wore a black-and-gold ceremonial robe and took the child, who was already able to run all over the mountains, to play in the back mountain. Ever since learning to walk, Little Red, aside from having his powers sealed and being unable to fly, wanted to dart everywhere. Yan Ji and the others followed, running all over the mountains and fields.

Fu Changhuan’s figure appeared at his side.

Jian Zhen stood up and said, “Why is the Immortal Venerable not at the front attending the banquet with them?”

Fu Changhuan said, “This venerable does not like such places. I came out to get some air.”

Jian Zhen, dressed in black and gold ceremonial robes, appeared especially noble. He gently smiled and said, “At Wanmie Mountain many disciples were injured. Are they doing better?”

Fu Changhuan’s cool brows and eyes softened somewhat: “They are fine.”

Jian Zhen let out a breath: “That’s good. Thanks to you all, the Demon Clan was able to pass through this tribulation.”

Fu Changhuan lowered his eyes to look at him and said, “That day’s heavenly tribulation was not something we could have stopped. The final force that swallowed the heavenly tribulation did not come from us.”

Jian Zhen looked up and said, “Then who does the Immortal Venerable think it came from?”

Fu Changhuan said, “From Wanmie Mountain itself.”

Jian Zhen pondered: “No wonder Wanmie Mountain grew grass and trees. Senior Brother means that Wanmie Mountain itself took action to protect all of us?”

“Mm.” Fu Changhuan glanced at him and said, “Of course, this is only my conjecture.”

Jian Zhen said, “No matter the reason, at least everyone survived. Immortal Venerable… I feel that the aura around you seems different from before?”

Fu Changhuan said, “I stagnated at the stage of Soul Transformation for ten million years. Not long after the events at Wanmie Mountain, I finally broke through the final realm.”

Jian Zhen said in delight, “Then, doesn’t that mean, Immortal Venerable, that you are now already a god?”

Fu Changhuan saw the genuine joy in his eyes and gently nodded: “Mm, you could say so.”

“When did you undergo your heavenly tribulation?” Jian Zhen said somewhat vexed, “I didn’t even know.”

Fu Changhuan looked at him, his gaze deep and bottomless. He slowly said, “The tribulations of those who transform into deity differ. Thunder tribulation is only one kind. My tribulation was also different.”

Jian Zhen asked curiously, “What was the Immortal Venerable’s tribulation?”

Fu Changhuan looked at Jian Zhen. His cool brows and eyes were no longer wrapped in ice of ten thousand years, but were open and gentle. He said, “If there is an opportunity in the future, I will tell you.”

Jian Zhen then smiled and said, “Alright! Then I’ll wait for the Immortal Venerable.”

Seeing his brows relax, Fu Changhuan curled his lips as well and said, “In the future, do not call me Immortal Venerable anymore. If you are willing, you may still call me Senior Brother.”

Jian Zhen blinked and said, “Then wouldn’t Spirit Mountain count as my maternal home?”

Fu Changhuan smiled: “Naturally. If you wish to return, you may do so at any time. If Ye Jisheng treats you poorly in the future, this venerable will make decisions for you.”

As soon as his words fell, a breeze came from not far away, and someone’s voice slowly drifted over: “I’m afraid you won’t have that opportunity.”

Fu Changhuan and Jian Zhen turned back together.

Ye Jisheng wore black-and-gold wedding robes, making the man appear tall, handsome, and imposing. His handsome face lifted a brow slightly: “This Venerable was wondering why I couldn’t find you. So you ran here to chat idly with my wife?”

Fu Changhuan found no common ground in conversation with him and stood up leisurely, saying, “If there is no such opportunity, that is naturally for the best. This Venerable still has matters to attend to and will not stay long.”

Jian Zhen watched the Immortal Venerable’s departing figure, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Ye Jisheng walked over and draped another outer robe over Jian Zhen, saying, “So focused on talking with him that you even forgot to wear an extra layer?”

Jian Zhen let him add the clothing and said, “We didn’t talk about anything else. It was just that the Immortal Venerable mentioned Wanmie Mountain. He said the final thunder tribulation was actually borne by Wanmie Mountain for us. He said perhaps Wanmie Mountain has a spirit.”

Ye Jisheng nodded. “Mm.”

Jian Zhen hesitated for a moment. His fingers lightly tapped the table. He looked up at him and said, “Do you believe it?”

Ye Jisheng sat down beside him and said, “Why would it be impossible?”

Jian Zhen smiled lightly.

Watching the child in the distance running all over the mountains chasing birds, his gaze grew more distant. After a long silence he said, “Actually, during the time I was unconscious at Wanmie Mountain, I remembered many things.”

Ye Jisheng glanced at him.

“Actually, I should not be a seed that grew from Wanmie Mountain.” Jian Zhen looked at Ye Jisheng. Somewhat hesitant, somewhat uncertain, he said, “I…”

Ye Jisheng leisurely interrupted, “You are Wanmie Mountain.”

Jian Zhen said in surprise, “How did you know?”

Ye Jisheng sneered softly. His distinct-knuckled hand held the teapot as he said, “How could an ordinary blade of grass’s soul withstand the art of time’s flow and still remain ten million years in the past?”

Jian Zhen said weakly, “I didn’t think that much.”

Ye Jisheng lifted his eyes to look at him and said nothing, but Jian Zhen seemed to see in that gaze the meaning that he was stupid.

Jian Zhen, embarrassed and angry, said, “But in the end I still saved your life!”

Ye Jisheng curled his lips. “Mm, I should thank you.”

Seeing his smile, Jian Zhen inexplicably felt his face grow warm again. He snatched the tea Ye Jisheng had poured and took a sip before saying, “During the time I was unconscious, I remembered many things. I even saw Grandmaster Ancestor’s remnant soul.”

Ye Jisheng said, “Grandmaster Ancestor’s divine soul fell at Wanmie Mountain. It is normal that you saw him.”

Jian Zhen nodded lightly. He looked at Ye Jisheng and said, “I remembered what exactly I am. Long, long ago, when I first became conscious, I had always stayed at Wanmie Mountain. At first I didn’t know what I was. Later I discovered I could inexplicably run all over the mountain and could hear many sounds of the world. Only then did I realize that I might be the spirit of that mountain.”

In the world, such a spirit would be called a Mountain God.

“Actually, I don’t know how long it was after I became conscious. At first it was quite interesting, but Wanmie Mountain had no living beings at all. Every day I was very lonely,” Jian Zhen said. “Until one day, a god fell at Wanmie Mountain. He broke open the barrier in the mountain and only then spoke with me.”

Ye Jisheng said, “Grandmaster Ancestor?”

Jian Zhen nodded. “Mm. After Grandmaster Ancestor knew I was the Mountain God of Wanmie Mountain, he made a deal with me.”

Ye Jisheng said, “He helped you find a way to shape a body and leave Wanmie Mountain.”

Jian Zhen said, “How do you know everything?”

Ye Jisheng said leisurely, “I guessed.”

Jian Zhen was stifled and could only honestly admit, “Mm. It was just that Grandmaster Ancestor said at the time he hoped I could help him seal half of your demonic power. In return he would give all his power to me, using all the divine soul of his Natural Godhood to help me shape a body.”

The Heavenly Dao did not permit Wanmie Mountain to possess any living being.

But the divine soul of a god could disregard the karma of the Six Paths.

Ye Jisheng said, “You agreed?”

Jian Zhen said, “At that time I didn’t know you at all, nor did I know who the Demon God was. How could I agree? But Grandmaster Ancestor said destiny would bring the right person to my side.”

So he waited and waited in the mountain.

The deathly silent Wanmie Mountain waited for the God-Slaying Grand Formation, waited for the Soul-Summoning Great Art. When Ye Jisheng underwent tribulation, he forcibly stripped his godhood, and endless demonic power poured continuously into Wanmie Mountain.

Ten million years later, Wanmie Mountain, which had never had any living being, bore a tiny seed.

Jian Zhen said, “I do not have Wanmie Mountain’s memories. They were probably sealed when I entered the world. It was only this time, returning to Wanmie Mountain during the tribulation, that I remembered.”

Ye Jisheng said, “So Wanmie Mountain’s unrest was because it had no Mountain God.”

For ten million years Wanmie Mountain had never stirred, but after the seed left, disturbances became frequent.

Jian Zhen smiled lightly and said, “Now that I have recovered my memories, it should be fine. Wanmie Mountain will no longer stir, and the Red Moon Night will not appear again.”

Going in circles and looking back at the past, everything seemed like tribulation, unable to escape, unable to avoid. All things in the world have their destined number.

There had been sorrow, and there had been hardship.

But fortunately, all the difficult roads and the clouds that could not be dispelled had finally cleared away.

“Daddy!!”

A childish voice came from afar.

Jian Zhen looked up and saw his own little one stumbling over, holding several mushrooms just picked. Among the pile of small mushrooms were some poisonous ones. Covered in sweat, the child ran over, crashed into Jian Zhen’s arms, lifted his face, patted Jian Zhen excitedly with small hands, and in a milky voice said, “Eat.”

Jian Zhen took them in confusion and said, “For me?”

The little doll was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself, then pointed at Jian Zhen, and then at Ye Jisheng, making a confident gesture.

Jian Zhen did not know whether to laugh or cry: “To eat together?”

The little doll nodded.

Jian Zhen smiled and looked at Ye Jisheng, saying, “Can these mushrooms really be eaten?”

“Yes,” Ye Jisheng said lightly. “At most, after eating them he’ll just sleep for five or six days in one go.”

Jian Zhen: “……”

Yan Ji chased over from behind and said, “Your Highness, Your Highness, this can’t be eaten. This subordinate will take you to pick some more!”

Seeing the child coaxed away, Jian Zhen said with a bright smile, “Looks like Little Red will be a little foodie in the future.”

Ye Jisheng let out a light snort. “When he’s a bit older, I’ll send him off to the High Priest’s academy and have him begin learning the way of governing the clan.”

Jian Zhen paused, then smiled and said, “You’re passing the position to him so soon?”

“Otherwise?” Ye Jisheng’s handsome brows and eyes were lazy yet completely justified. He said, “This Venerable was forced to sit in this position for ten million years. Now it’s time for that brat to suffer a bit.”

Jian Zhen smiled and said, “Then what do you want to do after you abdicate?”

Ye Jisheng lifted his eyes to look at him. “Take you traveling through mountains and waters.”

Jian Zhen paused.

Trapped in Wanmie Mountain for tens of thousands of years, looking at the dim sky that never saw light, he had wanted freedom, wanted to go see the world. He had thought of it through countless springs and autumns. Later, his wish had always been freedom. Only heaven did not grant people’s wishes; the wandering and upheaval along the way had never ceased.

Now, at last, the dark clouds that had hung over Wanmie Mountain year after year had been parted.

After finishing his cup of tea, Ye Jisheng stood up and looked at the boundless blue sky. As he walked toward the child in the distance, he said lazily, “The weather is nice today.”

Jian Zhen watched him pull back the child who was about to stumble, smiled, stood halfway up the mountain feeling the clear breeze and looking at the brilliant sunlight, and softly said, “Yes, it’s a good day.”

From then on, the weather would be clear.

Author: Here the story has already ended. It can also be said that Little Grass and the others have a new future and chapter, that is a story left to them!

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