From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 337 The Immortal Venerable Encounters Demons on His Journey, Yao Nu Overcomes Her Heart Trib

"This is just the beginning..." I murmured to myself, gazing into the distance.

Before the words were even finished, everything around seemed to have been suddenly stripped of its color, leaving only endless gray and white.

I was stunned for a moment, and then alarm bells rang in my heart—this feeling, the damned inner demons are back!

The joy of the breakthrough was instantly frozen, and the smile that hadn't even fully spread across his lips was abruptly solidified.

The surrounding space seemed to be kneaded and distorted by an invisible hand, like a child's scribbled drawing.

Above the clouds, the Jade Emperor, who had been stroking his beard and smiling, now frowned, his expression as if he had seen a wild boar sneak into his own cabbage field.

Then, in the gray world, familiar faces appeared one after another.

My parents, my master, Wen Chen… they all had tears in their eyes, pointing their fingers at me and cursing, “Xiao Yao! You heartless ingrate! For this empty title of Immortal Venerable, you’re even abandoning us?!”

My parents' scolding was like a whip lashing my heart, the pain almost suffocating me; my master's disappointed gaze was like an ice pick piercing my chest, making me shiver with cold; Wen Chen's tears were like lava, scorching my soul... I opened my mouth, but no sound came out, my throat felt like it was blocked by cotton.

The surrounding clouds and mist became incredibly heavy, as if they might collapse at any moment and crush me into a pulp.

The guys outside the immortal gate stared wide-eyed, their faces full of confusion, wondering, "What's going on here?"

"You will never become an Immortal Venerable, you never will!" The persistent voice of the inner demon buzzed in my ears again, like a fly in a latrine in summer. "Look at you, how much have you given up for this illusory thing! All those beautiful futures were lies to you! You fool!"

I bit my lip hard to keep myself from making a sound.

But a small voice inside her echoed: Yes, maybe I really can't... Can I really become an immortal?

I looked around blankly, a hint of despair in my eyes, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw.

Wen Chen was frantic outside, but his voice seemed to be isolated in another world and couldn't get through at all.

I couldn't hear his cries; I could only see his blurry figure struggling futilely in the gray world.

Despair washed over me like a tidal wave. I covered my head with my hands, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

My mind was in chaos. One moment I was high above, receiving the worship of all the immortals, and the next I was seeing the disappointed and painful expressions on the faces of my parents, my master, and Wen Chen. The two emotions were like two wild beasts tearing at my body, and the pain made me want to roll on the ground.

Erlang Shen stood to the side, coldly watching me, his eyes seeming to say, "Is that all? You want to be a Celestial Venerable?"

"No! I can't lose!"

Just when I was about to break down, images of my journey suddenly flashed through my mind.

From being a useless nobody without spiritual roots to becoming a powerful figure standing at the threshold of Immortal Venerable, only I know how much hardship I've endured and how much sweat I've shed along the way!

Those who supported me, those words of encouragement, were like bolts of lightning, piercing through the gray sky.

I suddenly raised my head, and a fierce fire reignited in my eyes.

To hell with his inner demons, to hell with his doubts!

I've fought my way through countless obstacles, not to admit defeat here!

I roared and unleashed all the immortal power within me, striking out with my palm.

The golden light instantly illuminated the entire gray world, and the illusory faces screamed and vanished in the golden light, melting away as quickly as snowflakes in the sunlight.

Guanyin Bodhisattva, standing above the clouds, smiled with satisfaction, as if to say, "This girl, she didn't disappoint me after all."

My inner demons probably didn't expect me to suddenly erupt, and were caught off guard.

It let out a furious shriek, transformed into a black shadow, and pounced on me.

I sneered, dodged the attack with a swift movement, and then thrust my sword back at the shadowy figure.

The shadowy figure let out a scream, and its body began to twist and deform.

I didn't give it a chance to breathe, and with several consecutive moves, I beat it until it was powerless to fight back.

The people outside the immortal gate clenched their fists nervously, not daring to breathe.

The ugly face of the Asura King flashed by in the distance, seemingly observing something in the shadows.

Hmph, that old bastard is definitely up to no good!

I seized the opportunity and pierced the heart of the shadowy figure with my sword.

The dark figure let out a mournful howl before turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing.

I stood there, breathing heavily, feeling like my whole body was falling apart.

However, my eyes were incredibly bright, like a warrior who had defeated a dragon, radiating a dazzling light.

The White Bone Demon's powdered face flashed in the distance, and then, like a mouse seeing a cat, she scurried away, muttering resentfully before leaving, "That little brat is really weird!"

I looked at the spot where my inner demons had dissipated and let out a long sigh of relief.

I know this is only part of the path to becoming an immortal, and there are even more difficult challenges waiting for me.

"I want to see what kind of monsters and demons they are..." I flicked my sleeve lightly, looked ahead, and a cold smile appeared on my lips.