Another Cliché Cultivation Story - Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Li Yifan coldly stared at Ji Xian while grumbling something to herself. One can only imagine what she was thinking from the glow in her eyes, but based on her expression, it was obvious that it wasn’t anything good.

Ji Xian sensed her dissatisfaction but pretended not to see it. Secretly, however, he was quietly observing her. After their short moment of interaction, he noticed she would occasionally reveal a very proud and regal aura. This wasn’t something that anyone can just have and from what Li Yifan displayed so far, it almost seem ingrained into her bones.

This was enough for him to know she wasn’t someone ordinary. He threw this knowledge into the back of his mind before quickly using this time to inform Xia Lihua of everything he had learned through spiritual sense messages.

“The Nether race is just a branch of the Graha?” She asked in surprise.

Ji Xian nodded, “Li Yifan confirmed it. Also, If I’m not wrong, the Graha should be on the same level as the Celestials.”

Xia Lihua had a thoughtful expression as she pondered these new pieces of information. She glanced at Li Yifan a couple of times before looking at Ji Xian. From his tone, it doesn’t seem like he has a bad impression of her. However, she was different from him. Li Yifan was a Graha and she was an enemy of the Mortal Desolate World. While this world wasn’t her home, she still sympathize with it. If she had to pick a side, naturally, she will pick Mortal Desolate.

Ji Xian was indifferent toward Li Yifan’s identity but Xia Lihua was currently wondering if she should get rid of the Graha in front of her. The thought flashed in her mind before she decided to observe Li Yifan a little longer.

She began mulling over the other stuff Ji Xian told her and was doubtful of the Graha’s strength.

If the Graha was as strong as the Celestials, why was there such a great contrast in their strength? When the Celestials descended into Mortal Haven they were entirely capable of annihilating all the Ancestors and taking over. It was only because of Ji Xian’s presence, as well as interference, that they had a second chance at life.

Xia Lihua had never met the Celestial race, but she had heard plenty of stories about them from the Ancestors in the Southern Continent. If what she heard were true, perhaps even she would be helpless in the face of their attacks.

The Celestial race could wipe out worlds, their strength was unquestionable.

As for the Graha…

They waged a war against Mortal Desolate and lost.

Xia Lihua never believed that Mortal Desolate was as strong as Mortal Haven. In fact, she thinks they are much weaker. Holy realm experts aside, Mortal Desolate simply doesn’t have anyone comparable to her and Ji Xian. Xiao Yueyin has the same potential as her but unfortunately, she was still young.

If Ji Xian were to know her thoughts, he would likely agree as well. He had initially thought the two worlds were similar in strength but after spending more time here, his thoughts had changed. Mortal Desolate has, at most, more Late stage Holy realm cultivators, but Mortal Haven has more Peak stage cultivators. The difference between the Peak stage and the Late stage was like Heaven and Earth, just this fact was enough to prove Mortal Haven’s superiority.

Yet, despite this, Mortal Desolate was able to win against a race that was supposedly equal to the Celestials. This made Xia Lihua skeptical. After she put more thought into it, she finally realized something crucial.

The Graha race never descended.

They arrived in this world by using the Chaos Tunnels. What does this mean? All the ones who came here were not from the Upper World, rather, they were from the Lower World.

Once Xia Lihua came to this conclusion, everything made more sense. If the Graha race really did get serious and send their Chosens from the Upper World, they should easily overpower the cultivators in Mortal Desolate.

She relayed her thoughts to Ji Xian, who nodded in agreement.

“Even though the Graha lost, it’s not like they’re weak.” Ji Xian said. “They were on the verge of winning the war, it was only until a certain person from the Arcane Mountain acted that the situation reversed.”

“That’s right,” Xia Lihua replied. The two of them came to know of this information back in Solitude City. She would occasionally release her spiritual sense while Ji Xian rarely withdraw his, this allowed them to learn many things on their arrival in this new world.

“The Great Ancestor of the Arcane Mountain…” Xia Lihua muttered.

she showed a little curiosity, “For one person to change the course of the war, is he someone like you?”

Ji Xian smiled, “Are people like me so common? It’s more likely he’s not from down here.”

“Down here?” Xia Lihua repeated in wonder. “You think he’s from the Upper World?”

“Perhaps… I’m sure we’ll find out in due time,” Ji Xian said casually. While he was interested in this Great Ancestor, he wasn’t in a rush to meet him. He was still occupied with many things. For now, he wanted to take a look at a few more sect’s treasuries before he take a trip to the Arcane Mountain.

If Xia Lihua knew his thoughts, she’ll probably roll her eyes. Not to mention, she was now his accomplice, also, what can she do? It’s not like she can convince him to stop his ways.

Ji Xian glanced at her and noticed she was in deeply reflecting on some matters. He immediately knew what she was thinking. He couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile. Xia Lihua was getting a little too involved with the affairs of Mortal Desolate and the Graha. The two of them already discussed this matter before so he held his tongue. He has done enough for this world. With the plan to seal the Chaos Tunnels, the Graha won’t be able to cross over any longer. As for the Graha left in this world, that was none of his concern. Whatever Xia Lihua wanted to do next, was up to her.

Ji Xian had gotten what he wanted from the Graha, or more particularly, the two brothers, Yahui and Yazhu, so his interest in them had waned somewhat. While he wasn’t fully satisfied, it was enough for him to move on. It was always better not to bite off more than one can chew.

During his time with them, he was able to receive an answer to a question that heavily weighed in his heart. It was a question that concerned his soul.

He had always believed that he transmigrated, that his original soul took over and occupied this body, but after his time with the brothers, he wasn’t sure anymore.

The Graha race was a special race that has a strong affinity with the soul. This allows them to know if a soul doesn’t originally belong to a body, and after his moment with the Yahui and Yazhu, Ji Xian discovered there was nothing wrong with his soul!

This confused him greatly, did he not transmigrate? Or were the brothers unreliable due to the difference in his and their strengths?

Was Earth not real? Am I truly Ji Xian?

He let out a sigh as he contemplated.

At the same time, Xia Lihua moved her gaze over to Li Yifan, who was still glaring at Ji Xian.

“What exactly does the Graha want from the Mortal Desolate World?” She suddenly asked.

Li Yifan stopped looking at Ji Xian before narrowing her eyes at Xia Lihua. In the end, she kept quiet and didn’t say anything.

Seeing that she refused to talk, Xia Lihua continued, “Is it for the same reason why the factions from the Upper World would descend to the Lower World?”

Li Yifan froze.

“How do you know about that?” She asked questioningly.

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“…”

Xia Lihua only let out a beautiful smile.

This irritated Li Yifan and she sneered, “My Graha race is not that desperate to do something like that.”

She was becoming even more certain now that there was something weird about the couple in front of her.

Xia Lihua’s eyes subtly widened.

So not every faction in the Upper World is like the Nether and Celestials. There are some that disdain coming down to the Lower World…

“Then why did you come here?” Xia Lihua asked again.

“I have no reason to tell you.”

Li Yifan refused to answer but the moment she spoke, a terrifying pressure suddenly pressed down on her body. It happened so fast that she almost kneeled. Her expression greatly changed as she looked at Xia Lihua in shock.

What is this pressure? How is this possible?!

Li Yifan coldly looked at Xia Lihua. She gritted her teeth as she tried her best to resist the powerful force.

“You’re also a Pseudo Saint?”

Xia Lihua cooly comb back her hair using her fingers. She didn’t respond, instead, she increased the pressure even more.

Thud.

“You!”

Li Yifan’s knees hit the floor. She used her hands to the best of her ability to support herself. Unfortunately, it was useless, the pressure was too strong.

A killing intent grew in her eyes as she angrily stared at Xia Lihua.

“You… dare… to… make me… kneel…?” She struggled to say.

Xia Lihua was indifferent, “I will give you one last chance. Tell me why the Graha came here. Do not test my patience.”

Sweat dripped down Li Yifan’s face and she was beginning to find it hard to breathe. She no longer hid her cultivation and exploded with the aura of the Peak stage of the Holy realm. Sadly, this didn’t do much as she was still pinned to the ground.

“Legacy… We’re… here… for a… Legacy.” She finally said after feeling like her body might explode.

After she spoke, the earth-shattering pressure disappeared.

Pant, pant.

Li Yifan gasped for air. She blankly stared at the grey flooring before slowly looking up at Xia Lihua. After a moment, she stood up.

“You will pay for that.” She said without any emotion, however, her eyes were red from rage. If looks can kill, Xia Lihua would’ve probably died over a thousand times.

“Then maybe I should just kill you now?” Xia Lihua smiled and said in a teasing manner.

“…”

Li Yifan bit her lip. Her fingernails were currently dug deep into the palm of her hands. She wasn’t stupid, after knowing that Xia Lihua was also a Pseudo Saint, it wasn’t wise to pick a fight with her now.

Two Pseudo Saints…? Hmph! Just you two wait…

Xia Lihua ignored her anger, “Why would a Legacy from the Graha race be in the Mortal Desolate World?”

“Hmph! Go ask the Arcane Mountain. They’ll have an idea,” Li Yifan unhappily snorted.

“Why’s that?” Xia Lihua raised an eyebrow.

“Because they’re related to Empress Han Lan and she’s part of the reason why we’re here.”

“Oh? Is that right…?”

At this time, Ji Xian finally joined in on the conversation. He had kept quiet earlier because he didn’t want to interfere with Xia Lihua’s actions.

“Then all this is starting to make some sense,” he said interestingly.

Ji Xian saw Xia Lihua’s questioning look so he continued, “Remember what Bing Yi once told us about Empress Han Lan when we were at the Solitude Auction House?”

“That’s…”

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Xia Lihua’s eyes lit up and she understood, “Empress Han Lan once saved Mortal Desolate from destruction.”

“Yes,” Ji Xian nodded before staring at Li Yifan. “So the Empress fought against your predecessor and fatally injured him. Before he passed away, he hurriedly left behind a Legacy for the Graha race.”

“Thousands of years later, your race came here in search of it.”

Li Yifan’s expression turned ugly but she didn’t deny it.

“You, who know nothing do not realize the immensity of this information. My predecessor, the one that died at the hand of Empress Han Lan, was not someone ordinary. He came from the direct line of our Progenitor. He was the descendant of the Ghost!”