Cultivation Online novel Chapter 1859

Once Elder Jing left, Elder Sun sighed, "Why did he kill Bai Zhan? He didn’t seem like a vicious person. Maybe he has a good reason."

Elder Sun would spend the next several days contemplating Yuan’s situation.

Time passed, and the Bamboo Disciples continued to progress their cultivation. Xi Meili and the others began training harder than usual to improve their prowess as fast as possible to surpass Yuan so they could protect him when he inevitably emerged from his confinement.

When they were not grinding points at the Hunting Grounds, Xi Meili focused on her cultivation while Lan Yingying practiced her sword techniques with Tan Songyun.

Ji Ran focused on improving his cultivation and farming points alone as usual.

The true disciples eventually stopped talking about Yuan and Bai Zhan’s death after many months, but that didn’t mean they’d forgotten about it or stopped caring. They were simply biding their time until Yuan returned.

That said, only the Outer Court and some Inner Court disciples who knew and were close to Bai Zhan cared about the situation. The Core Disciples couldn’t care less about some drama in the Outer Court and focused on improving themselves.

Meanwhile, Yuan would do nothing but feed the Heaven Refining Crystal his blood until he grew tired and had to sleep.

However, as Yuan slept, his mind was consumed by incredibly vivid dreams—memories so detailed and lifelike that they felt more like relived experiences than mere illusions. These were not ordinary dreams but fragments of Tian Yang’s past resurfacing.

These memories were mostly of Tian Yang’s days as a disciple inside the Immortal Monastery, but after a few months, memories of his time at Han Zexian’s Tomb resurfaced, mainly memories of his time inside the mountain containing Han Zexian’s legacy.

After dashing into the mountain to escape from the Immortal Clans and the Seven Divine Sword Peaks’ Sect Leader, Tian Yang found himself on an impossibly long, narrow path. The corridor stretched far beyond what the mountain’s exterior should have allowed, defying logic and space itself.

Each step echoed unnaturally, the walls pressing in with an eerie stillness, as if the very mountain was watching him.

However, as freaked out as he was, Tian Yang could only move forward, as the only entrance and exit had closed behind him.

After walking for days without rest, Tian Yang finally reached the end of the path. There, beyond the oppressive darkness, lay a small cavern bathed in an unearthly light. Unlike the narrow passage behind him, this space was open and strangely serene, its illumination seemingly without a clear source.