“Tianji Needle? You recognize this thing?”
Seeing Zhang Zhiyue’s reaction, Ye Ling raised an eyebrow and asked.
Zhang Zhiyue said solemnly, “The Tianji Needle is a secret technique of the Tianyin Pavilion, not to be passed down.”
“Two thousand years ago, the Old Man of Tianyin appeared and used the Tianji Needle to control the major sect leaders of both the righteous and evil factions in the martial world. The Yan Hua continent was basically dominated by the Old Man of Tianyin alone.”
“If the Old Man of Tianyin had been interested in imperial power, perhaps even the emperor on the throne would have become the Old Man of Tianyin.”
“Later, for some unknown reason, the Old Man of Tianyin suddenly recalled all his heavenly secrets, let go of the sect leaders, and retired from the martial world.”
“If the Old Man of Tianyin hadn’t stopped himself, many sects with long traditions in Yan Hua today might not have survived.”
Ye Ling examined the fine needle in his hand and murmured, “This fine needle has such an origin…”
Although this Tianji Needle came from the Tianyin Pavilion, he guessed that Zhang Zhiyue’s situation had little to do with the Tianyin Pavilion, and it was most likely made by Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was a traitor to the Tianyin Pavilion, so it was not surprising that he possessed the Tianji Needle.
“Tianji Needle…”
After mentioning the Tianji Needle, Zhang Zhiyue’s expression became somewhat solemn, as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing Zhang Zhiyue’s expression, Ye Ling asked again, “What? Does this Tianji Needle have any secrets?”
Hearing Ye Ling’s question, Zhang Zhiyue came back to his senses. He shook his head and smiled, “No, it’s just some trivial matters.”
After speaking, Zhang Zhiyue respectfully bowed to Ye Ling and changed the subject, “Zhiyue thanks the lord for saving my life. If there is anything I can do to help the lord in the future, please do not hesitate to command.”
Ye Ling looked at Zhang Zhiyue deeply, knowing that he was still hiding some things about this matter and had not told the whole truth.
However, he did not press further. He took out his phone and checked the time, saying, “The Celestial Master Ordination Ceremony is about to begin. Such a rare event should not be missed.”
Zhang Zhiyue’s eyes lit up immediately, “Today is the day of the Celestial Master Ordination Ceremony?”
Zhang Muya nodded and smiled, “Yes, according to the time, the ceremony is about to begin.”
“Now that Uncle Master has awakened, and Xiao Xia has mastered the ‘Great Dao Heart Sutra,’ these are two great fortunes for our Zhengyi Sect. We cannot be absent… cough cough!”
Zhang Muya, halfway through her sentence, felt a sweetness in her throat, then spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her face turning extremely pale.
Zhang Zhiyue’s expression changed drastically. He quickly stepped forward to support Zhang Muya and asked anxiously, “Muya, what’s wrong?”
Zhang Xiaoxia also immediately looked at Ye Ling, wanting him to continue to help, but saw Ye Ling shake his head.
Zhang Xiaoxia was stunned, “Master Ye…”
When Ye Ling had acted before, she thought everything was going to be fine and everyone was safe.
But how could this be happening now?
Zhang Muya wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and smiled weakly, “I know my own body best. I am an old woman on the verge of death. Moreover, I had overdrawn my remaining life force to fight.”
“If it weren’t for Lord Ye’s intervention to keep me alive, I wouldn’t have lived until now… I wouldn’t have seen Uncle Master.”
“My life was originally prolonged by Master, and Lord Ye has helped me prolong it further. Now, my lifespan has naturally run out. If I don’t go to eternal sleep, even the King of Hell might not be pleased.”
“I really should go.”
Saying this, Zhang Muya smiled and comforted, “Uncle Master, don’t worry.”
“Muya…”
Zhang Zhiyue held Zhang Muya, his expression complex, his eyes reddening.
Logically speaking, birth, aging, sickness, and death are cycles that everyone must go through. Zhang Muya living for over a hundred years should be a joyous occasion, and according to tradition, it should be a happy funeral.
But, just as Zhang Zhiyue woke up, he had to watch Zhang Muya die…
This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.
Zhang Muya sighed, “It’s just a pity that I didn’t get to see Shu Ya before I died…”
In fact, when she entered the cave dwelling, Zhang Muya knew that no matter what happened today, she would die here.
Even so, she still chose to come here, wanting to make peace with the past.
Although there were twists and turns during this process, in terms of the outcome, she could rest in peace.
In a daze, Zhang Muya felt her soul separating from her body, and her consciousness became ethereal.
She even saw two figures, one black and one white, holding staffs, floating towards her.
Black and White Impermanence?
Zhang Muya’s mind only had this thought, and she involuntarily floated towards the two figures.
But just as Zhang Muya felt she was about to be caught and taken away by the two figures, Ye Ling suddenly walked into her line of sight and gently tapped her forehead with his index finger.
Then, Zhang Muya’s soul was pushed back into her body by Ye Ling!
Zhang Muya suddenly woke up!
The wrinkles on her face disappeared, and her entire person rapidly became young!
“Muya?”
Seeing Zhang Muya’s apparent return to life, and even becoming younger, Zhang Zhiyue was filled with shock.
What was happening now had surpassed his understanding!
“What is this…”
Zhang Muya was still a little confused. The scenes she had just seen were still vivid in her mind, how could this be…
“You guys go and attend the Celestial Master Ordination Ceremony first. Zhang Muya has one last wish that has not been fulfilled. I will take her.”
Ye Ling walked over, picked up Zhang Muya from Zhang Zhiyue’s embrace, and said to Zhang Zhiyue and Zhang Xiaoxia.
“Senior, Muya she…” Zhang Zhiyue hesitated to speak.
Ye Ling said faintly, “She is already dead. There is not much time left.”
Hearing Ye Ling’s words, Zhang Zhiyue opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing. He respectfully bowed to Ye Ling and then turned and left the cave dwelling.
Zhang Xiaoxia also glanced at Ye Ling, said nothing more, and followed Zhang Zhiyue.
“G-great lord, then we…”
Zhuge Yehan, who had been ignored by the side, finally mustered up the courage to ask Ye Ling.
“You take Zhuge Feng and go to the ceremony as well.”
Seeing that Ye Ling was letting them go, Zhuge Yehan was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, “Thank you, senior!!! We’ll leave now!”
Then, Zhuge Yehan picked up the unconscious Zhuge Feng on his back, retrieved his severed hands, and quickly ran away from the cave dwelling.
As long as there was still time, Zhuge Feng’s hands could be reattached!
Watching Zhuge Yehan escape without forgetting Zhuge Feng, Ye Ling shook his head and smiled, his eyes full of amusement.
After all, Zhuge Feng had brought Zhuge Yehan here with the intention of sacrificing him.
And Zhuge Yehan, as a traitor to the Wuhou Sect, was so concerned about his own sect leader…
“Truly ironic…”
Ye Ling chuckled softly, then spoke towards a direction where no one was, “I’ll use her for a little longer, and then you can come and collect her.”
“Great lord…”
Zhang Muya gazed blankly at Ye Ling, her expression somewhat dazed, her mind blank.
This…
Even Black and White Impermanence, who were here to escort souls, had arrived, and he could still prolong her life?