Chapter 468: First Encounter with the Strongest Person in the Rain Immortal Realm, Qinglin Immortal Emperor

Whenever this happened, Li Qianmei would stop her cultivation, press her ear to her lower abdomen, and feel the faint stirrings of the child, a gentle smile gracing her face.

This was her only solace during her long vigil…

The next day, at dawn, the golden rooster heralded the morning.

As usual, Li Qianmei was combing Lin Che's hair when the child in her womb suddenly moved violently, causing her to let out a muffled groan and drop the wooden comb to the ground.

She clutched her lower abdomen and slowly sat on the ground, fine beads of cold sweat appearing on her forehead.

"It's already stirring so quickly…" Li Qianmei bit her lower lip lightly, gazing at Lin Che, who was still unconscious, and let out a deep sigh of hot air.

"I should leave this place. I don't know when we'll meet again, but I only hope… that we will have a day to reunite."

Li Qianmei gently caressed Lin Che's delicate cheek, finally unable to resist, and lightly pecked his lips. It felt as if this was her most relaxed day in a long time.

With great reluctance, Li Qianmei ultimately chose to leave the Rain Immortal Realm, preparing to return to the Heaven-Shattering Sect with her and Lin Che's child…

Time flew by; ten years passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Che's own strength had already broken through from the peak of Ethereal Realm to the early stage of Void Profound Realm.

When Lin Che opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache, and the stone ceiling in his vision remained blurry for a while before becoming clear.

He struggled to sit up, his palms touching a cold, damp stone surface. A strange, earthy smell of plants hung in the air; he had never seen this place before.

"I… Where am I?"

Lin Che murmured in a low voice, his throat dry and aching.

The spiritual energy within him was several times more abundant than he remembered. A quick check revealed he had reached the early stage of Void Profound Realm, but the joy of this breakthrough was instantly washed away by confusion.

He only remembered being severely injured by Master and others, his last conscious moment being the intense pain of his spiritual energy being depleted. Besides that, there was nothing else.

Lin Che leaned against the stone wall and stood up, looking around.

The stone cave was empty, with only some withered weeds piled in a corner and a few unknown flower petals scattered on the ground. Besides that, there were no other traces to indicate anyone had been there.

Lin Che looked down at his clothes; they were still stained with the dust from the secret realm years ago, but a strange patch of blue cloth was sewn on the cuff, with fine stitching that didn't look like his own handiwork.

"Who saved me? And brought me here?"

Lin Che frowned, trying to use his spiritual energy to sense his surroundings, but aside from the aura of birds and beasts in the distant mountains, there was no trace of human presence.

Decades had passed in what felt like an instant to his consciousness, but what had happened during those blank decades? And who was the person who mended his clothes and left the flower petals?

"Is this the Rain Immortal Realm?" Lin Che looked at the surrounding scenery and remembered the Rain Immortal Realm he had visited years ago.

Although he didn't know why he appeared here, it must have a lot to do with Lian Daofei.

Lin Che took a pill, adjusted the immortal essence energy within him, raised his head, and gazed at the distant direction, clenching his fists as he said, "Master, just wait. Once this Venerable One's cultivation recovers, I will surely slaughter all of you!"

After reaching the Void Profound Realm, Lin Che's strength had undergone a qualitative leap. Now, even facing the Five Primordial Venerables, he felt no fear.

He could even be invincible among those of the same realm. Unless those old fellows broke through to the Void Tribulation Realm, they would be unable to withstand his attacks.

Lin Che slowly stood up, put on his clothes, and his gaze lingered on a jade pendant on the table.

Without thinking, he simply put away the jade pendant and vanished from the spot, intending to go meet the ruler of this place, Immortal Emperor Qinglin, who possessed the Immortal Emperor Realm cultivation.

Ever since he left the realm back then, Lin Che had already sensed Immortal Emperor Qinglin's aura. However, due to being busy and having other matters, Lin Che had not come to the Rain Immortal Realm to investigate.

Now that he had appeared here, Lin Che decided to see how Immortal Emperor Qinglin, who was famous throughout the Rain Immortal Realm back then, was doing.

Immortal Emperor Qinglin was the strongest among the Four Great Immortal Emperors, the number one person in the ancient era.

His cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of Void Profound Realm. He was a disciple of the previous Venerable Sealer and possessed half of a Rule Body. His true form was the Orange Soul, one of the Seven Souls of the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable.

He once obtained the Heaven-Defying Bead, excelled at calculation and deduction, and possessed the famous divine abilities of Meteor Fall, Moonlight, and Sun Burial. In addition, he had a daughter named Immortal Monarch Qingshuang.

As Lin Che appeared in the deepest part of the Rain Immortal Realm, the middle-aged cultivator sitting in the palace opened his eyes at this moment.

At the same time, an extremely vast energy, like surging waves, continuously spread outwards, distorting the air wherever it passed.

"I didn't expect that after several hundred years, this young friend's cultivation has already reached the early stage of Void Profound Realm. It seems this old man should also address you as Fellow Daoist."

The middle-aged cultivator sat upon a black jade throne, his slender and upright figure accentuated by a moon-white Daoist robe. Fine rain patterns were embroidered with silver thread on the hem, and as his spiritual energy flowed around him, tiny specks of light seemed to slowly rise and fall within the patterns.

His face was handsome yet carried a gentle warmth tempered by the years. Two strands of dark hair hung over his forehead, and a water-colored jade hairpin was tucked among them. The rain bead carved on the hairpin's head was lifelike, as if it would drip at any moment.

Qinglin's eyes were a very light glazed color. When he looked at Lin Che, clouds and mist seemed to flow within them, revealing both the majesty of an Immortal Emperor and a peacefulness that came from seeing through worldly affairs.

His nose bridge was high, his lip line clear, and a faint smile played on his lips—neither distant nor overly warm, much like the sky after a fresh rain, making one feel at ease.

Although he did not rise, there was no oppressive feeling around him. Instead, he resembled a deep pool, seemingly calm, yet holding the depth to contain rivers.

This was Qinglin, the Rain Immortal Emperor who once dominated the Immortal Realm and was renowned in ancient times.

Qinglin raised his hand, gesturing for Lin Che to sit. With a slight movement of his fingertips, two cups of steaming clear tea appeared on the stone table in the hall. The tea's aroma, mixed with a faint hint of rain, diffused throughout the space: "Fellow Daoist, you've come, surely not just to meet this old man, right?"

Lin Che landed steadily on the ground, cupping his hands in salute towards Immortal Emperor Qinglin, "Junior Lin Che greets Senior Qinglin."

Immortal Emperor Qinglin gave a bitter smile, waved his hand, and softly said, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be so polite. We are both cultivators of the Void Profound Realm. This old man is no longer your opponent, so just call me Brother Qinglin."

The cultivation world had always been one where the strong preyed on the weak. Even if Qinglin was foolish, he could sense that Lin Che's strength had long surpassed his own.

Calling him 'Senior' was already giving him enough face, let alone the immeasurable future achievements of the other party.