MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 33
by VolareFu Lingxuan didn’t directly answer, only coldly pushing Cai Ji and his underlings forward, his tone icy: “If you still want to live, confess everything honestly.”
Cai Ji shuddered, seemingly terrified by Fu Lingxuan, and cautiously moved forward, receiving a white bottle from his underling’s hands.
He confessed everything in detail. From the moment they entered the secret realm and split up, Cai Ji had malicious intentions, planning to take the opportunity to eliminate Shen Yucheng. He first confirmed Shen Yucheng’s location, then used the lie of snatching treasures to anger Lingyi, using her as a knife to kill, attempting to have Lingyi finish off Shen Yucheng for him.
The Spirit-Expanding Smoke was just his backup plan. If Lingyi really couldn’t handle a Golden Core cultivator, he would use the Spirit-Expanding Smoke to increase their spiritual power. Although others would also have their spiritual power enhanced, he believed that a Nascent Soul cultivator like Lingyi could definitely kill Shen Yucheng.
Unfortunately, he miscalculated.
He also didn’t expect that Nascent Soul cultivators had spiritual power protecting their bodies.
Cai Ji’s face flushed red, and he gnashed his teeth in anger. A sudden burst of resentment made him lose his rationality, and he pointed fiercely at Shen Yucheng: “It’s all because of him! If he hadn’t cheated during the Promotion Examination, how could I have fallen outside the top fifty!”
His failure in the Promotion Examination caused him to lose face in front of everyone, and he was even despised by his former underlings. This made him resent Shen Yucheng and constantly want to avenge himself. “But you, you just have a big life! Even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn’t kill you!”
The more he spoke, the angrier he became. Seeing Shen Yucheng still standing still, he mistakenly thought that the other party had been frightened by him. His courage grew, and he took a step forward. However, at that instant, a cold light flashed, and the crimson blade rested on his neck like lightning.
Cai Ji only felt a chill on his neck, and cold sweat instantly poured out. A few drops of sweat slid down his hair, landed on the blade, and dripped onto the ground along the cold sword. The blade pressed against his neck, already drawing a faint red mark. If he took another half-step forward, his head would probably already be separated from his body.
“Say another word of nonsense, and you won’t have to speak again in this lifetime.” Mo Yifeng still held Shen Yucheng’s hand tightly, his tone icy and bone-chilling, his gaze always on Shen Yucheng, not even looking at Cai Ji. To him, Cai Ji was just a useless person who could be crushed at any time.
Cai Ji’s self-esteem was greatly insulted. Although angry, his instinctive fear of Mo Yifeng prevailed.
According to Cai Ji’s confession, there was another accomplice involved in this incident – Cheng Mufei, who was imprisoned in the Wall of Reflection. The improved Spirit-Expanding Smoke was provided by Cheng Mufei, intending to take advantage of this excellent opportunity to silently and completely eliminate Shen Yucheng.
“When will the medicinal properties of the Spirit-Expanding Smoke dissipate?” Fu Lingxuan asked. Li Yuan, after returning, had cooperated with Lingyi to subdue Nie Yue.
Cai Ji was only responsible for carrying out the plan, and he didn’t know these details at all.
Fu Lingxuan looked at this foolish person. He was just a pawn of Cheng Mufei, so naively following others’ plans, resulting in such a big mistake.
“Don’t you want to avenge yourself?” Fu Lingxuan’s voice was low, his gaze dark and unpredictable. “I’ll give you this chance now.”
After saying that, the black formation under the feet of the Azure Scaled Lion quietly disappeared. Immediately afterward, an orange formation quietly appeared, swapping the positions of Mo Yifeng and Cai Ji.
Before Cai Ji could react, the scene before him instantly changed. He was shocked to find that he was standing on the back of the Azure Scaled Lion, and Shen Yucheng was right in front of him!
Mo Yifeng on the ground was equally shocked. He grabbed Fu Lingxuan’s collar and angrily questioned, “What exactly do you want to do?”
Fu Lingxuan didn’t respond, the corners of his lips slightly curving up, a trace of unpredictable smile flashing in his eyes, as if waiting for a good show.
Shen Yucheng had already broken free from the shackles of the black formation. The spiritual power that Mo Yifeng had helped transfer just now made his body feel lighter than ever before. His gaze fell on Cai Ji, his eyes as cold as ice, and the golden threads attacked Cai Ji fiercely like a broken bamboo.
Cai Ji was in a miserable state, desperately dodging, unable to spare a single thought to counterattack. Shen Yucheng pushed him to the edge of the cliff in a few moves. Cai Ji caught a glimpse of the cliff behind him. If he retreated another step, he would fall into the abyss and die without a doubt. He repeatedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, his voice mournful.
However, there was no trace of pity in Shen Yucheng’s eyes. Under his control, the golden threads unhesitatingly launched a fatal blow at Cai Ji. At this critical moment, Shen Yucheng’s movements were once again frozen.
“Is that all you’ve got?” Fu Lingxuan brushed off Mo Yifeng’s hand and said disdainfully, “Didn’t you just say that Shen Yucheng only wins because of tricks? Does your so-called tricks mean he can’t use any spells? Only then do you dare to fight him?”
Cai Ji was so ashamed by his words that he didn’t dare to raise his head.
With the matter settled, Fu Lingxuan used a formation to trap Cai Ji, planning to take him back to the sect for disposal. They then took a short rest in a forest, observing the condition of the poisoned people.
However, Shen Yucheng’s mind still hadn’t recovered. The Azure Scaled Lion stood quietly in the sunlight, its majestic figure preventing distant cultivators from approaching easily. For Fu Lingxuan and the others, this had become a natural barrier.
While walking into the forest, Lingyi’s footsteps suddenly stopped. Nie Yue, whom she and Li Yuan had worked together to tie up, was now unconscious, leaning softly on her back.
Fu Lingxuan said without turning his head, “I advise you to come in.” His tone carried an unquestionable authority. “The Qionghua Sect possesses secret treasures and ranks high among sects. Given the current situation, plus the person on your back, it doesn’t take much thinking to know how dangerous you are.”
After saying that, he ignored Lingyi’s reaction and walked straight ahead.
Lingyi stared blankly at Fu Lingxuan’s back.
Li Yuan stood aside and said faintly, “You should know that this is his true nature.”
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Shen Yucheng felt a burning heat all over his body, and the pain he had felt when his spiritual roots were first awakened struck again. There seemed to be a flame spreading all over his body from his dantian, as if something was frantically expanding inside him, ready to burst out at any moment.
No matter how he circulated his spiritual power, the spiritual energy in his inner core was always so full that it seemed to overflow.
His five senses were completely deprived, as if he was in an endless void. His eyes were clearly open, but it was like falling into a bottomless darkness, where he couldn’t see his fingers even when he reached out. He felt stabbing pain all over his body, as if he was fighting and being pulled by some invisible force, with no escape from the pain.
As the pain became more and more intense, the restlessness in his body suddenly stopped. The stabbing pain in his limbs instantly disappeared, but his left chest felt like it was being pressed down by a huge stone, so heavy that it was difficult to breathe. This throbbing pain coming from the bottom of his heart was even more unbearable than the physical torment just now, as if his heart was being torn apart little by little.
What exactly was happening outside?
He clutched his chest, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. Suddenly, a few elusive fragments flashed quickly through his mind: he was fighting with Mo Yifeng, and then he used golden threads to stab fiercely into the other party’s abdomen.
He froze, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief. He trembled as he raised his hands, shocked to see that his palms were covered in blood, stained with bloodstains, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.
No… no way…
In a daze, the sensation of swelling in his body receded like a tide, relieving the discomfort.
But even so, the hidden pain in his chest still lingered, instead becoming more profound.
He didn’t know how much time passed before his five senses gradually returned. The first to recover was his hearing.
“Mo Yifeng, come with me.” Fu Lingxuan’s voice came coldly, carrying a hint of majesty.
Next was his sense of touch. He felt something soft leaving his palm, and only then did he realize that someone had been with him all along. As that person left, a familiar fragrance wafted into his nose, the scent he smelled every day in the cave of the Futian Sect, inexplicably making him feel a sense of peace.
“What’s wrong?” Mo Yifeng’s voice sounded not far away, carrying a hint of doubt.
Fu Lingxuan didn’t give him a chance, his tone carrying an unquestionable sense of oppression. “What Dao exactly does Shen Yucheng cultivate?”
A silence. Mo Yifeng didn’t respond immediately. Hearing this, Shen Yucheng’s heart sank. He didn’t know when Fu Lingxuan had noticed, was it from the beginning? Or did he do something that exposed him just now when he lost consciousness?
Whichever it was, the result was something he couldn’t imagine.
He desperately wanted to wake up and interrupt their conversation. He tried his best to move his body, and finally, his vision recovered. The blinding white light suddenly burst into his eyes, causing him to blink involuntarily, tears welling up.
He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears, but as soon as he moved, he realized that he could finally move.
Shen Yucheng slowly sat up. Before he could see his surroundings clearly, a strong gust of wind suddenly rushed towards him. “Brother Yucheng!” Mo Yifeng’s voice was hurried, and then his figure appeared in front of Shen Yucheng in an instant.
Fu Lingxuan was left far behind.
Mo Yifeng reached out his hand, hoping to help Shen Yucheng stand up. As soon as Shen Yucheng put his hand on the other’s, the two of them seemed to be attracted by some invisible force. Before they could actually touch, their hands were tightly stuck together.
In the eyes of outsiders, the two seemed to be clinging to each other impatiently.
Fu Lingxuan stared intently.
Staring blankly at the two hands that were tightly clasped together. Shen Yucheng tried to separate them with force, but no matter how hard he tried, his palms remained tightly stuck together, inseparable.
They can’t be separated…?
A look of hopelessness appeared on his face. On the contrary, Mo Yifeng looked down at their intertwined fingers, and although there was no obvious expression on his face, a warmth inexplicably surged into Shen Yucheng’s heart.
He glared fiercely at Mo Yifeng, instinctively feeling that this warmth must have flowed from the other party.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold him, Shen Yucheng’s gaze inadvertently swept over Mo Yifeng’s lower abdomen, where there was still a bloody wound. A feeling of weakness surged in his heart, and the words that were about to come out were swallowed back.
Shen Yucheng checked himself, confirmed that there were no serious wounds on his body, and then reached out and took the Azure Scaled Lion back into his heart.
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Shen Yucheng landed on the ground and saw Fu Lingxuan. His heart couldn’t help but tighten, afraid that the other party would question him about his cultivation path. However, Fu Lingxuan only took a deep look at him, and then calmly recounted what had happened after he fell unconscious.
After listening, he was puzzled by his own spiritual power-filled physique. If he had absorbed more Spirit-Expanding Smoke, exploding and dying would have been a matter of minutes, so why was he alright?
Mo Yifeng noticed his confusion and quietly told him about absorbing spiritual power.
Shen Yucheng had never imagined that the Dao Companion Contract had such a function. For the first time in a long time, he felt the benefits of this contract.
He raised his eyes and looked at the distant forest. The poisoned people, except for him, had fallen unconscious. He looked down at his and Mo Yifeng’s tightly clasped hands, secretly guessing that perhaps it was because Mo Yifeng had absorbed his spiritual power that he recovered so quickly.
At this moment, Cai Ji, who was in the forest, saw that everyone’s attention was focused on Shen Yucheng, and wanted to take the opportunity to escape. He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly felt a powerful spiritual force attacking from behind, quickly passing by his side. Immediately afterward, a sharp pain spread from his calf, and he fell to his knees in pain.
Shen Yucheng, who was in the distance, only slightly raised his hand, the golden threads between his fingers more sharp and surging than usual, the spiritual power visibly flowing continuously.
At the same time, the long-silent announcement of the secret realm suddenly sounded:
[The Ling Danbo Realm is entering its final settlement, the order starting from the sect with the least treasures acquired—]
Before Shen Yucheng could be surprised by the sudden announcement of the secret realm’s settlement, the content of the announcement next to his ear shocked him even more.
[Thirteen Sects: Zero]
[Five Gates Sect: Zero]
[Shang Si Sect: Zero]
…
The sects that were read out afterward were all, without exception, had zero acquisitions, such a result was simply unbelievable. Even those sects that had failed to obtain a large number of treasures, how could they not have even one item, it was completely beyond common sense.
Just then, the announcement continued:
[Qionghua Sect: Third place, fifty-three items, plus eleven demon beasts]
[Dingxu Sect: Second place, parts, one Scale Tracing Beast (Nascent Soul), Hidden Illusion Breakage*1]
[Lingfeng Sect: First place, two hundred and eighty-one items, one Scale Tracing Beast (Nascent Soul), Hidden Illusion Breakage*2]
Shen Yucheng widened his eyes, staring in astonishment at the data list in front of him, his gaze falling on “two hundred and eighty-one items”.