Longevity: After Six Thousand Years, The Diary Was Exposed - Chapter 2

The contents of the Immortal Emperor’s diary were revealed!

Everyone instinctively widened their eyes, afraid to miss any crucial information.

Before they could even react, the writing on the screen updated once again.

Immortal Emperor’s Diary, Page 2:

[Day Six of Transmigration!]

[Even if I don’t want to believe it, I must accept the reality. My current identity is an outer disciple of the Profound Azure Sect in the Southern Region of Azure Province, and my name is Lin Feng.]

[My cultivation talent is pretty average!]

[There’s good news and bad news.]

[The bad news is, there’s no system, no ancient grandpa in my soul – I can only rely on myself.]

[The good news is that I’ve become immortal!]

[As long as I keep a low profile and don’t act recklessly, there’s still a lot of potential. After all, I have plenty of time, so what if my talent is a bit lacking?]

[Therefore, I’ve decided to lay low until the world ends!]

[P.S.: Sixth day of missing black stockings.]

When this diary entry was revealed, the entire cultivation world was thrown into an uproar!

Because with this page’s content, the identity of the Immortal Emperor was finally confirmed!

“A disciple of the Profound Azure Sect in the Southern Region of Azure Province?”

“Who would’ve thought? The Immortal Emperor was once a disciple of the Profound Azure Sect? Isn’t that just a third-rate sect?”

“Average talent? Are you kidding me?”

“But wait, logically, during that period, the Immortal Emperor’s cultivation shouldn’t have been that high. How did he become immortal?”

For a moment, nearly every gaze turned toward the Southern Region of Azure Province.

In the Profound Azure Sect of the Southern Region.

Inside the sect, from the Sect Master to the Grand Elders and every disciple, all wore expressions of shock.

Everyone was utterly dumbfounded!

No way…

The Immortal Emperor was once a disciple of their sect?

This had to be a joke, right?

But the evidence was irrefutable. Staring at the words on the screen, Sect Master Yan Changkong’s expression went blank, his lips trembling.

He couldn’t tell if this was good or bad news.

Just then, the Immortal Emperor’s diary updated again on the screen.

Immortal Emperor’s Diary, Page 3:

[Time really flies; in the blink of an eye, half a year has passed!]

[Once I got used to it, this place is actually quite interesting, though it’s very dangerous!]

[Haha, I finally broke through to the third level of Qi Refining; feels great!]

[But I’m still not going to join the Outer Sect Competition. That dumb competition is completely pointless.]

[The path of my cautious growth cannot be shaken!]

[As a transmigrator, I will undoubtedly stand atop the world! Oh, right—still missing black stockings!]

Immortal Emperor’s Diary, Page 4:

[During the training in the Yunluo Mountains…]

[A lot has happened recently, and it’s all a bit absurd. Only now do I have time to write it down.]

[On the tenth day of training, by pure chance, I met Ruoyu.]

[I swear! Before heading to that ancient cave, I had no idea she was disguising herself as a man.]

[Later, I found out she was using a rare artifact mask that could alter her appearance and aura.]

[The dangers within the ancient cave were beyond anything we imagined.]

[We almost didn’t make it out alive!]

[Ruoyu used a forbidden technique, which left her badly injured. Once we escaped, I had no choice but to find a hidden cave to tend to her wounds.]

[Just now, as I was undressing her for treatment, I was stunned!]

The diary cuts off abruptly here.

Meanwhile, at the Jade Pool Holy Land…

Atop a towering peak that reached into the clouds lay a lake, crystal-clear as jade, shimmering with gentle ripples.

In the lake’s center, a pure white lotus bloomed.

Upon the lotus sat a graceful figure, bare feet crossed beneath her. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her aura ethereal, like an immortal stepping out of a painting.

At this moment, however, a hint of astonishment appeared on her face, giving her an unexpected touch of earthly aura.

Recovering from her shock, the woman mumbled softly, “It’s him! It’s really him, but… how could he be the Immortal Emperor?”

This woman was none other than Ruoyu, mentioned in the diary.

But that was only an alias; her true name was Yuan Ruoyu.

Back then, she was merely a core disciple of the Holy Land, venturing into the Yunluo Mountains to complete her trial as a saintess.

Now, Yuan Ruoyu has become the revered Holy Lord of the Jade Pool Holy Land!

An absolute ruler.

In the entire cultivation world, her power is legendary!

A look of nostalgia shone in Yuan Ruoyu’s beautiful eyes, and a gentle smile lifted the corners of her lips.

In that instant, it seemed as though even heaven and earth faded in comparison.

“Those days truly bring back memories!”

Yuan Ruoyu smiled, sighing in reminiscence, when suddenly, something seemed to occur to her, and her expression shifted.

A soft blush crept onto her cheeks.

Her voice tinged with worry, she muttered, “That guy… he wouldn’t write everything in his diary, would he?”

As she spoke, her face turned as red as the sunset glow.

Yuan Ruoyu could still faintly recall the half-year they spent recuperating in that mountain cave.

Those times had some… rather intimate moments.

…

Liyue Immortal Dynasty.

At that moment, seated high upon the throne, the Empress of the Immortal Dynasty exuded an aura that struck fear into all who heard her name.

Every movement radiated immense authority.

Empress Ye Qingge’s gaze was icy, her expression as cold as frost, though her heart murmured quietly:

“Always saying he’ll lie low until the world ends!”

“This catchphrase… why does it sound so much like him?”

“You scoundrel… could it really be you? I’ve finally found a trace of you…”

After pondering for a long moment, Ye Qingge’s eyes suddenly gleamed as she called out sharply, “Come forth!”

“Present, Your Majesty!”

“Order the Xuan Bird Guard to go to the Profound Azure Sect in the Azure Province at once and uncover everything about the Immortal Emperor!”

“At once!”

———

In a secluded, peaceful place, far removed from the mortal world…

Boom!

A mountain peak suddenly exploded, and a figure shot out, shrouded in black mist, their silhouette barely discernible.

Through the fog, a pair of pale purple eyes appeared—mysterious and sinister.

The next moment, those eyes turned in the direction of Azure Province, a chilling killing intent flickering within them as a cold voice muttered:

“Immortal Emperor, I’ve finally found your trail!”

“This time, let’s see how you escape!”

———

Meanwhile, the transmission formation at the Tianji Pavilion had shut down.

The light screen dimmed.

The latest release of the Immortal Diary had ended, and everyone would have to wait ten days for the next publication.

This rule was established by the various factions.

Although only a few diary entries were shared this time, they revealed significant information.

How to decipher the contents of the Immortal Emperor’s diary was now the most pressing task.

Over the next few days, it felt as though the entire cultivation world had fallen into quiet.

Whether from holy lands, sects, cultivation families, or wandering cultivators, everyone ceased activity.

All were dedicating themselves entirely to decoding the diary’s contents.

After all, whoever unraveled it first would gain a huge advantage!

Inside a grand hall of the Jade Pool Holy Land….

A group of elders, their appearances exuding the wisdom of ancient sages, each held a copy of the diary’s contents, nodding and shaking their heads as they read.

“‘Grass’? Is it just a plant?”

“It’s not that simple! Could it be some rare celestial herb?”

“‘A transmigrator will stand atop the world’—such arrogance! Could ‘transmigrator’ refer to a powerful sacred physique?”

“And what is ‘golden finger’ and ‘system’?”

“Who could this ‘ancient grandpa’ be?”

At that moment, Yuan Ruoyu entered the hall, dressed in a flowing gown. The elders paused to salute her.

With an impassive expression, Yuan Ruoyu asked, “Elders, have you made any progress in deciphering the diary?”

“This…”

The elders exchanged glances, their faces filled with bafflement, but none of them could say a word.

Yuan Ruoyu didn’t mind and instead turned her gaze to the Great Elder.

The Great Elder of Jade Pool Holy Land, Wei Yuan, was a cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana realm, known for his remarkable talent.

After a moment’s hesitation, Wei Yuan shook his head and said, “Holy Lord, the Immortal Emperor is indeed mysterious and unfathomable. I’ve lived for twenty thousand years, yet many of these terms are entirely unfamiliar.”

“However…”

At this, all eyes turned to him, waiting for his next words.

Gritting his teeth, he continued, “I believe that the key to deciphering the diary lies in something he mentioned several times.”

“‘Black silk’!”

“For the Immortal Emperor to miss it so dearly, it must be no ordinary item. If we could find this ‘black silk,’ it might resolve everything.”

Yuan Ruoyu paused, a faint, slightly embarrassed expression crossing her face.

After a moment’s hesitation, for the sake of the larger mission, she admitted, “To be honest, I once met the Immortal Emperor, and he mentioned this ‘black silk’ to me.”

“What?!”

Wei Yuan asked excitedly, “Holy Lord, do you know what it is?”

Yuan Ruoyu shook her head and said softly, “He didn’t explain it clearly, and I didn’t ask.”

As she spoke, her gaze drifted aside.

“I only remember him looking at my feet with a strange expression, and he said, almost casually…”

“His exact words were, ‘If only there were black silk, it would be perfect!’”