The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity Chapter 466 - 464: Nan Xian is Dead

For nearly a month, Nan Xian had been trapped on Kunlun Mountain.

He had been preparing to search for the Qiankun Ring, so he had the Eight Diagram in his hands.

The Eight Diagram’s master was Qin Zhao.

However, the Artifact Spirit of the Eight Diagram had only recently co into being and wasn’t very bright, so Nan Xian had to communicate with it strenuously for a long ti before it was finally persuaded to help contact Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao was out searching for Nan Xian’s whereabouts.

Suddenly, a milky voice echoed in his mind.

"Master, soone asked to pass you a ssage."

"Eight Diagram? You can speak now?"

"Um-hmm."

"Is your master beside you? Have you encountered any danger?"

"Nope."

Hearing this, Qin Zhao was sowhat relieved.

"Who asked you to pass a ssage?"

"Master."

"What’s the ssage?"

"We’re in Kunlun Mountain."

"Then what?"

"Chu Yan, he’s trying to... to..."

The Eight Diagram suddenly fell silent in the midst of its ssage.

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In a cave on Kunlun Mountain.

Nan Xian sat cross-legged on a stone bed, looking up at the sky shrouded in clouds and mist.

Below the sky, a light blue Barrier separated the cave from the outside world.

He waited for the Eight Diagram to share the ssage with Qin Zhao, to co rescue him.

All of a sudden, a black vortex appeared in the sky above the Barrier. Powerful energy gathered from all directions, the sky darkened, and the vortex above grew larger.

Golden beams of light emanated down from the vortex.

"Ah!"

A scream was heard, and Nan Xian vaguely saw a figure plumt from above.

There was a loud boom.

As the sound of the explosion spread, dust filled the cave.

The strong impact of the energy shattered rocks and made the ground collapse.

Gradually, the Heavenly Pit cave was buried.

"..."

Nan Xian’s soul flew out of his body.

Seeing the buried Heavenly Pit, he couldn’t help but mutter two words under his breath.

God damn!

He truly hadn’t anticipated that he would et his end from being squashed before Qin Zhao could arrive.

"Huh, so this is the Mortal World?"

A girl in a red dress crawled out of the rubble.

She looked around curiously, finding it strange.

"Why isn’t there anyone here? Aren’t there supposed to be lots of Mortals in the Mortal World? This place is too desolate."

Nan Xian watched her with gritted teeth, "This is a mountain, of course there’s no one here! Where did you co from? Couldn’t you choose sowhere else to land? Why did it have to be here? You owe a life!"

Qing Dai then noticed the soul beside her.

Scratching the back of her head in confusion, she said, "Didn’t you say there’s no one here?"

"I was the only one, and you just smashed to death!"

"..."

Qing Dai turned to glance at the ruins, looking a bit embarrassed.

"Sorry about that, King Zhuanlun sent here; I had no idea I’d land in this spot."

"What’s the use of saying sorry? I went through so much trouble to acquire this body, and now you’ve ruined it!"

Without a body to bind him, Nan Xian wasn’t sure if his soul might suddenly be whisked back to the Immortal Realm.

He had never expected that he wouldn’t die at the hands of Chu Yan, but would instead be killed this way by soone else.

Nan Xian squatted on the ground, hugging his knees, and went into seclusion.

Seeing him like this made Qing Dai feel even guiltier.

She stepped forward and said to him in a mysterious tone, "How about this, I’ll find you a new body. I’m a fairy from the heavens, and I can resurrect the dead. Don’t be sad, alright? Co on, give a smile."

Qing Dai even reached out to poke Nan Xian’s handso face.

She hadn’t expected that her descent would kill such a good-looking guy - what a sin!

"Get away from !"

Nan Xian brushed her hand off in annoyance.

Because of Qing Dai’s energy fluctuations, Chu Yan’s barrier was broken.

He prepared to fly back to the Imperial City as a soul form to find Qin Zhao.

After flying for a while, he flew back.

Nan Xian stared at the ruins for a while, then said to Qing Dai, "You have to help dig out the corpse; I have sothing very important buried with it."

"It’s no big deal, I’ll dig it out for you right away."

Qing Dai cast a spell, flinging large rocks aside and quickly found Nan Xian’s body.

His body was so battered by the rocks that even he hadn’t realized he was dead.

Fortunately, the Eight Diagram was a Divine Artifact and wasn’t damaged by the rocks.

"That Eight Diagram, help get it out."

Qing Dai did as he instructed, took out the Eight Diagram, and even wiped it clean.

But when she handed it over to Nan Xian, he couldn’t take it.

Because he was in soul form.

"Keep it with you for now."

Nan Xian frowned, planning to find a freshly deceased body.

"Oh."

Qing Dai stored the Eight Diagram, then dug a hole nearby and buried the body.

"What’s your na?"

She chopped up a wooden board, ready to make a tombstone.

A twitch tugged at the corner of Nan Xian’s mouth. "My na is Nan Xian."

Qing Dai had a storage artifact on her, took out a brush and wrote on the wooden board: The Tomb of the Handso Nan Xian.

"..."

After she finished, Nan Xian said to her, "Could you help find a body?"

Seeing she was a cultivator, the task of finding a body should be simpler, which is why Nan Xian didn’t continue to hold a grudge.

"Sure."

Qing Dai had just agreed when she realized she couldn’t put her brush away.

"Why can’t I use my storage ring?"

She looked at the ring on her hand, puzzled.

In addition, she cast a spell towards the vicinity, but there was no spiritual power in her body.

As she was utterly confused, a familiar voice ca into her mind.

"Little princess, Immortals must not enter the Mortal World, or it will disturb the rules of the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, after I sent your avatar to the Mortal World, you will gradually beco a mortal. If you encounter any danger, please be careful."

The voice of King Zhuanlun, the one who inford Qing Dai of Chu Yan’s whereabouts.

"Damn, why didn’t you say so earlier?!"

Qing Dai was speechless and flipped off the sky.

"If I can’t find him, I’ll tear down your Zhuanlun Palace!"

Qing Dai complained for a while, but King Zhuanlun didn’t reply again.

"Who are you talking to?"

Nan Xian watched her, curious.

"The idiot who sent here, ah no, that friend."

"..."

Nan Xian was silent for a mont before asking, "Are you from the Immortal Realm? Why are you here?"

"I’m looking for soone."

Qing Dai sighed. She didn’t expect to be unable to use spells.

With spells, she could have easily found Chu Yan.

But now, she didn’t even know how to leave this mountain.

Her gaze fixed on Nan Xian.

"If I find you a better looking body, can you take out of here and familiarize with the Mortal World?"

Nan Xian’s face was expressionless, the very image of a detached, cold deanor.

He glanced at Qing Dai and rcilessly burst her bubble.

"You have no spiritual power left, how could you help ?"

"It’s only temporary; I’ll definitely think of sothing!"

Nan Xian neither agreed nor disagreed, only asking Qing Dai to take out the Eight Diagram.

He tried to communicate with the Artifact Spirit of the Eight Diagram, but the spirit totally ignored him.

What the heck is going on these days?

He really had the worst luck in eons!

Fuck!