Absolute Destiny Game

He suddenly looked at Xiao Jie, letting out a resentful snort, then gave a somewhat relieved bitter laugh.

"Hahaha, alas, who would've thought that after tens of thousands of years of plotting, it would all end up in vain. Fellow Daoists, I have indeed failed you all.

Don't be so pleased, kid. Do you think that by killing me, you can achieve Ascension to Immortality? That you can resurrect your fallen comrades? Hahaha, what a pipe dream. If the spiritual energy of that demon was so easy to use, why would I give you that treasure?

Demon absorption of spiritual energy is inherently chaotic and fragmented, further mingled with their own blood energy and demon power.

Only the Golden Core of a Qi Refiner, condensed by the method of Qi Refinement, can be considered pure. But now, there are only you and I left in this world. Do you think, why would I need to take your Golden Core... hahaha.

Your body is now already corroded by the power of the Demon Spirit, how can you still ascend!

It's all gone, everything is gone. The path of Refining Qi to Immortality is now severed."

His expression was dejected, then he showed a trace of a relieved smile.

"Oh well, oh well, at least before I die, I get to experience the demeanor of an immortal, it wasn't a waste of life. This feeling of becoming an immortal truly is wondrous, so wondrous!"

Saying this, the Master Hongchen made no more sound and completely vanished into smoke, leaving behind only a barely considered body with a loot circle.

Xiao Jie slowly got up, feeling no joy in his heart. Although this battle had dragged the great enemy to death and completed the mission.

However, when he looked around, he saw the ground littered with corpses, some even dismembered.

These were all his friends and companions, a piercing pain seized his heart, rendering him speechless for a long while.

They are all dead, no, there's still one alive.

"Ha, so becoming an immortal isn't all that easy, huh? When you told me you had a way to become immortal, I had my doubts. How could such a thing be so easy, cultivating a technique, absorbing some spiritual energy, killing a few demons, gathering some inner cores, and then becoming an immortal... It was all indeed a trap."

Wentian Wuji stood beside Xiao Jie, self-deprecating, "It's a pity that upon hearing the opportunity to become immortal, I lost my head, thinking once you achieved immortality I could learn from your path. But now, looking back, it was truly blinding greed."

"Aren't you still alive?" Xiao Jie asked with a glimmer of hope, having a living friend was better than being all alone.

Wentian Wuji sighed, "No, I'm already dead. I'm afraid that the road ahead can only be walked by you alone.

The Seven Star Life Extension Technique, if I were alive, could increase my lifespan by ten years. But if used posthumously, it can only prolong life for the time it takes for an oil lamp to burn.

This Qimen Dunjia, though marvelous, is ultimately not an Immortal Law. Even though my profession carries the word 'immortal,' I am ultimately not an immortal. The destined-to-die must meet death.

Alas, I was about to leave, but upon seeing the immortal's spells, unmatched in their wonders, I couldn't resist the urge. My Qiankun Creation Technique, ever since I learned it, had never been used. Such a powerful spell should be aimed at an immortal. I thought with my power as a Qimen Immortal Master, perhaps I could put up a fight against an immortal.

As expected, I overestimated myself—knowing this, I should have fled instead."

Although he said so, Xiao Jie knew that the other was likely just being self-mocking.

"But ultimately, you didn't flee."

"Yes." Wentian Wuji sighed, then seriously said, "Xiao Jie, you must become an immortal. Do not fail everyone's sacrifice, especially don't let down me as well. I still have great ambitions unfulfilled, so I can't just die here.

These two items are of no use to me anymore. Take them, perhaps they can assist you in the future."

System prompt: Wentian Wuji has gifted you the items[Light Fixing Pearl], [Hidden Immortal Map].

Having done all this, Wentian Wuji bowed to Xiao Jie, turned, and glided away. His body gradually shattered, turning into a myriad of butterflies, which flew upward and disappeared.

Now, truly, only Xiao Jie was left.

Xiao Jie's heart was like dead water, until a voice from his team came through YY again.

"Damn, aren't you the least bit discouraged? We're all still counting on you to revive us and save everyone."

"You have to make it happen, brother. I'm only 27 this year and I don't want to kick the bucket so soon."

"Don't regret it, I'm only staying around to pay off a debt."

"True, but that immortal was really something. I gave everything I had and still didn't last beyond three moves."

"Hidden Moon Following Wind, if you can't revive me, I swear I'll haunt you as a ghost!"

Don't forget to fish me out when the time comes,

"Feng, Feng, I was brought here by Brother Dongfang. I know we're not very familiar, but when you're saving people, can you take the chance to save us too? My name is September Cold Sky, and I also died for you."

"Right, right, and me too, I'm One Sword from the West."

"And me, the Great Protector."

"I'm Yue Wuhen!"

It was as if the cannon fodder group was clamoring in unison.

This wave of casualties had also been severe for the cannon fodder group. Except for those who had fled at the first sign of trouble, none of the over ten who stayed survived, all were slain.

Listening to the voices of everyone, Xiao Jie felt a heavy burden descend upon his heart.

(Ascension, yes, only by becoming an immortal! I must become an immortal! As long as I become an immortal, I can revive everyone, save them all.)

Looking at the row of dim player avatars, Xiao Jie was left with only one belief in his heart—Ascension.

"It really is a life or death situation." Gu Feiyu suddenly sighed from behind.

Xiao Jie was startled, as if something dropped into his mind.

"What did you say?"

"Uh, I meant—life or death, your team of ten, nine are dead, leaving only you, so..."

Xiao Jie suddenly realized.

Life or death within a hair's breadth! What's the purpose of life or death!

Back then, the divination given to me by Feng Buqi had this meaning?

Ten people, with nine dead, leaving only myself, isn't that life or death?

It turns out everything has its destined course, fate had already been written.

Feng Buqi—no!!

Xiao Jie suddenly remembered, last night in a dream he saw Feng Buqi, at the time, what was he going to say to him...

Initially, Xiao Jie had thought it was only a usual dream influenced by his thoughts, as he had mused over Feng Buqi during the day and dreamt of him at night. The dream was naturally vague and forgotten in the morning, so Xiao Jie, despite racking his brain, dismissed it when he couldn't recall.

But now Xiao Jie felt that perhaps it wasn't just an ordinary dream, maybe Feng Buqi had really entered his dream to meet him.

What he wanted to say must have been exceedingly important.

Very important!

Xiao Jie once more tried to recollect, continuously seeking the last scene of the conversation between Feng Buqi and himself in the dream.

"I've recently remembered something very important, Sui Feng, you must listen carefully—"

Yet, as for what was said, there was only a blank in his memory.

"Jie, you haven't looted the body of Red Dust yet." Gu Feiyu reminded quietly, his hand on Xiao Jie's shoulder, conveying his inner support.

(It's a good thing I didn't join the group today, otherwise, I might have perished as well.) Gu Feiyu thought with relief at his luck.

Xiao Jie silently right-clicked on the body of Red Dust and was astonished immediately.

Damn, what's going on here?

Looking at the drop list, Xiao Jie's breathing became rapid.

The drop from Red Dust is too good, no World Boss has this kind of quality.

With these treasures, the road to immortality now seems more promising.

But how did Red Dust's drop come to be so extraordinary?

After pondering for a moment, he quickly realized that although Red Dust was a template of a worldly expert, he was theoretically expected to drop one or two treasures at most, or perhaps even none. However, he forcibly ascended, thus adopting the template of an immortal.

And at the time of his death, Master Hongchen also perished as an immortal, so the items dropped were generated based on the immortal template.

Treasures that an immortal can drop are naturally not something an ordinary Boss can compare to, possibly the only ones of their kind in this entire game.