stonecrandall Chapter 130 Oh my, oh my, it's all my!
Chapter 130 Oh my, oh my, it's all my!
Chapter 130 Oh my, oh my, it's all my!
"Alright."
Xu Qi'an was never a saint with moral fastidiousness. Since the Golden Scale Armor and Azure Nether Needle Talisman were free items, he might as well use them.
A cultivator at the Nascent Soul level, when converted to the rank in the Great Feng Dynasty, would definitely be at the extraordinary level. With this combination of defense and offense, if he could use it properly, he was even confident that he could kill that old schemer Xu Pingfeng in one fell swoop.
Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an's lips curled up slightly as he put the two treasures into the fragment of the Earth Book.
"Alright, most people have left, let's get going."
Han Li nodded and led the group toward the golden teleportation passage. When they were two steps away from the passage, Zi Ling suddenly stepped forward and took Han Li's arm.
Han Li froze, looking down at his arm that was being held, and visibly paused.
Zi Ling raised her head, smiled sweetly, and her beauty was captivating. Her already exquisite face became even more alluring with this smile: "The Void Heaven Palace is fraught with danger, and Zi Ling is unwilling to be separated from Fellow Daoist Han."
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Han Li: "————"
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he coughed awkwardly. He turned to look to the side, and under the teasing gazes of Russell and Xiao Yan, he expressionlessly pulled Zi Ling into the teleportation array. With a flash of golden light, the two disappeared.
Russell and Xiao Yan exchanged a glance and shrugged.
"Let's go."
The three of them then stepped inside.
The teleportation array's location is uncertain; no one knows where they will be teleported to next. However, Russell and the others don't worry about each other's safety.
Feeling the spacetime patterns around him fluctuating rapidly, Russell found himself in the center of a gray-white ghostly mist after things stabilized.
All around, there was a vast expanse of fog, grayish-white, so thick that it was impossible to see through, and the line of sight could only extend a few feet.
Amidst the swirling mist, faint ghostly howls could be heard.
The outer hall of the Void Heaven Palace has three gates.
The first hurdle is this haunted and vengeful land right beneath our feet.
This place is filled with countless vengeful spirits, and there is even a Ghost King with combat power equivalent to the late stage of Core Formation. Even experts at the peak of Core Formation would not dare to be careless in the slightest.
As Russell listened to the incessant howling of ghosts and the gray-white ghosts converging before him, a smirk appeared on his lips.
The perfection of his inner world requires hundreds of millions of soul energies. Since so many souls are offering themselves up, he won't be polite.
With one step, a black sun, resembling an eclipse, suddenly appeared behind him.
It slowly began to spin, devouring the surrounding air at an astonishing speed and creating a violent hurricane. The vengeful spirits immediately let out mournful screams. They howled, they struggled, they desperately tried to escape, but all their struggles were in vain.
The grayish-white mist thinned at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just an instant, the grayish-white mist within a radius of a hundred feet centered on Russell disappeared completely, and the world became clear again.
"You've been watching for so long, aren't you going to show yourself?" Under the cover of darkness, Russell slowly turned around, his gaze fixed in a certain direction.
"Haha————" As soon as the words fell, an awkward, dry laugh came from behind a boulder not far away.
A streak of blue light flew out from behind the boulder and landed in front of Russell.
The newcomer was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, with a thin face and stroking his beard. He was none other than the Qingyi Hermit, whom we had met just now.
"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me. This is the first time I have seen such extraordinary skills from you, and I was momentarily stunned. I apologize to you for this." Qing Yi smiled and bowed, his posture very humble.
Russell nodded slightly and returned the greeting: "Russell, from the Free and Unfettered Heavenly Palace."
Qing Yi narrowed his eyes and quickly went through the famous sects in the Chaotic Star Sea in his mind: Tianxing Sect, Jiyin Island, Baidu Sect, Linghuan Island—he was sure he had never heard of this name before, but that didn't matter. Even if this sect was unknown and only had three or five disciples, the person in front of him was a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator.
Yes, after witnessing that black sun, he had come to regard Russell as a Nascent Soul cultivator of equal strength to himself.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, this must be your first time visiting the Void Heaven Palace, right?"
Russell nodded: "To be precise, this is my first time in the Chaotic Star Sea."
"No wonder." Qing Yi stroked his beard, lost in thought. He knew it. There couldn't possibly be a powerful sect in the Chaotic Star Sea that even he didn't know about. If it was an outsider cultivator, then it would make sense.
"In that case, why don't you travel with me, fellow Daoist?" Qing Yi said with a smile, his tone sincere: "Regardless of what happens in the future, let's fulfill our current destiny. I have some experience in this Void Heaven Palace, and I may be able to help you avoid some detours."
Um----
In other words, the person in front of him was Qing Yi. If it were any other Nascent Soul cultivator, Russell wouldn't have used a single punctuation mark.
"Since Fellow Daoist Qing has said so, I, Luo, naturally have no reason to refuse."
"Excellent! Excellent!" Qingyi was overjoyed and led Russell on a stroll through this haunted place.
He was a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator who had visited the Void Heaven Palace countless times. Naturally, he knew where the ghostly mist was the densest and where the ghosts had the highest cultivation levels.
As Russell walked, the black sun wheel behind him never stopped. The vengeful spirits, like moths to a flame, continuously poured into the black sun, transforming into nourishment for the inner world.
Qingyi watched from the side, assuming it was something Russell needed for his cultivation, and naturally didn't say anything more.
After about half an hour, the two finally emerged from the ghostly fog, and the view before them suddenly opened up.
This is a garden with artificial hills and patches of exotic flowers and plants blooming in competition, vying for beauty and emitting a refreshing fragrance.
Atop the numerous artificial hills, seven or eight exquisitely carved jade pavilions are scattered in a well-organized manner. Each one is crystal clear and reflects a seven-colored halo under the soft light.
There were twenty or thirty cultivators scattered in the pavilion, some standing and some sitting. They were either pale or covered in blood, clearly having gone through a fierce battle to get here. But at the same time, everyone's face showed undisguised excitement. Passing the first test meant that they were one step closer to the treasure.
Some cultivators huddled together, whispering amongst themselves, their eyes occasionally sweeping over the others, clearly testing each other and forming cliques.
Of course, Ji Yin, Man Hu Zi, Wan Tian Ming, Mu Teng Zi and other Nascent Soul cultivators were also present, but due to their positions, they were separated into the two largest jade pavilions on the left and right sides, while Jin Kui and Elder Xing Gong sat cross-legged on the open ground between the two sides.
At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Qing Yi as he led Russell out of the ghostly mist.
To be precise, they sided with Russell. The reason was simple: he was completely unharmed, his clothes were neat, his hair was in perfect order, and even his breathing was steady. Everyone was secretly amazed, but they all assumed that Qing Yi was protecting this young man. After all, Qing Yi was always kind to people and often helped younger generations.
The Yin Ancestor hurriedly stepped forward, his sinister gaze sweeping over Russell before turning to Qing Yi. With a forced smile, he said, "Brother Qing, it seems not only Fellow Daoist Man, but you too are preparing to pass on your mantle?"
He's a sarcastic person; his words always have a sour tone.
Qing Yi waved his hand and said with a smile, "How could my meager skills possibly make me Fellow Daoist Luo's master?"
Fellow?
Upon hearing these two words, the Nascent Soul cultivators who were exchanging spiritual messages suddenly froze. Not only did Ji Yin immediately show a look of astonishment, but even Jin Kui, who had been calmly resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. All eyes turned to Russell.
The only person Qing Yi would address as a fellow Daoist is a Nascent Soul cultivator. So, this seemingly immature boy in front of him is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Old man Qing, are you talking nonsense?" The bearded man's large, round eyes widened as he scrutinized Russell from head to toe, front to back, and said suspiciously, "I've looked him up and down, left and right, and this kid only looks like a Core Formation cultivator!"
Master Qingyi stroked his beard and said with a smile, "As the saying goes, you can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bucket. Fellow Daoist Luo's ability to cultivate his inner strength is truly remarkable. It's understandable that you all couldn't see through him when he was a true master. I only managed to glimpse Fellow Daoist Luo's formidable supernatural abilities by chance."
After Qingyi's explanation, everyone present understood Russell's identity.
"Really?" Although the bearded man was still not quite convinced, he knew Qing Yi.
The bearded man strode forward, stood in front of Russell, and looked down at him.
His tall figure was like a small mountain, casting a shadow that enveloped Russell entirely.
"So," the bearded man said in a deep voice, "you're that kid's master?"
"Sigh—" Russell quickly waved his hand, looking innocent: "Fellow Daoist Man is mistaken. Xu Qi'an is my junior brother, but his master is someone else."
Not the master, but the junior brother?
Upon hearing this, not only was the bearded man stunned, but even Jin Kui, who was standing with his hands behind his back on the artificial hill not far away, had a strange look flash in his deep eyes.
Someone else —
In other words, there is more than just Luo Su, a Nascent Soul cultivator, in that so-called Free and Unfettered Heavenly Palace.
Jin Kui stroked the astrolabe in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed, lost in thought.
At this crucial moment when the Void Heaven Palace is opening, a force from the outer seas has entered the Chaotic Star Sea. What are their intentions?
"So that kid's name is Xu Qi'an." The bearded man didn't think much of it. He nodded in satisfaction, memorizing the name Xu Qi'an, and then waved his hand: "Then please pass on a message to Xu's master: I challenge him to a duel! Whoever wins becomes Xu's master!"
"Alright, alright, now is not the time to talk about this." Qing Yi stepped forward with a smile to smooth things over. He pulled Russell to sit down aside, while he turned to communicate with Ji Yin and Man Huzi through telepathy.
Russell didn't stand on ceremony and casually sat down on the railing of the pavilion, crossing his legs.
He was preparing to enter the consciousness space to see how the souls he had just devoured were doing when he suddenly felt divine senses descending upon him from all directions.
Is this never going to end?
Russell snorted coldly, and the moment his golden eyes lit up, his immense spiritual power erupted like a landslide and a tsunami.
A series of muffled groans followed, echoing throughout the garden. Everyone's expression changed drastically, and their consciousness was hastily withdrawn as if it were on fire. Some even turned pale, clearly having suffered a significant loss.
"Oh, I forgot to mention that earlier." Qing Yi seemed to suddenly remember something and slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Luo's divine sense is powerful, so please don't spy on him casually, or you might suffer a backlash."
Immortal!
For a moment, Wan Tianming and the others cursed inwardly. This old guy looked honest, but he was actually incredibly cunning.
Russell didn't react much to Qingyi's use of him as a pawn.
Before coming in, Qingyi had already consulted him in advance. He had helped him a lot in collecting souls, and he also wanted to see how much difference there was between his current spiritual strength and that of these Nascent Soul cultivators, so he readily agreed.
Now that he's tried it, the result is pleasing to him. Without using his authority or the power of the five elements, his own spiritual strength is already no weaker than that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Of course, he wasn't the type to be easily manipulated.
He will treat others the same way they treat him.
So he stared with his bright golden eyes and slowly scanned his surroundings.
Wherever the gaze falls, the person being stared at feels incredibly uncomfortable.
They couldn't see through Russell, but Russell's golden eyes seemed to see through everything.
The feeling was like being stripped naked and standing in public, with everyone able to see you clearly from head to toe.
But they had no choice. Their earlier probing was their mistake, and now that they were outmatched, there was nothing more to say. If things really escalated, given this person's personality, things would likely not end well. That wouldn't do. The inner palace was about to open, and they didn't want any more trouble, so they had no choice but to let things take their course.
Russell, of course, wouldn't hold back; it was a matter of seeing which of the brothers would give in first.
Until one of them said, "Fellow Daoist Luo!"
A clear, cold voice tinged with annoyance rang out. Madam Wen stood in the jade pavilion not far away, her long sword already drawn, her beautiful face flushed crimson: "I wasn't among those who tested you just now! Haven't you gone a bit too far?"
Russell coughed lightly, awkwardly averting his gaze and ceasing to look around.
Madam Wen snorted, knowing that she couldn't really do anything to Russell, so she could only glare at him fiercely and turn away.
"No wonder----"
Russell rubbed his temples. He said that the reason why Madam Wen, with her Nascent Soul stage cultivation, did not escape from the Six Paths Supreme Saint was because a restriction had been placed in her body, making it impossible for her to escape.
Before long, Xu Qi'an and Xiao Yan also emerged from the ghostly mist and approached Luo Su. Judging from their appearance, they showed no signs of exhaustion.
Xiao Yan asked curiously, "Why are you sitting here?"
"I'm popular, everyone loves me," Russell said smugly, crossing his legs.
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