IS Chapter 58
by VolareLi Yuan watched as Palace Master Wei Sheng quickly made a move, using a Tribulation Transcendence True Qi to immobilize the three of them, narrowly preventing the two junior disciples from burning talismans to alert the mountain protection formation.
“Since we’re already here,” Wei Sheng Xian asked, “have the people from your Dao Sect already taken people to the Ghost Realm?”
One of the disciples stammered, “All the sects have arrived… They should be about to depart.”
Looking into the distance, the direction of the front mountain was filled with the sound of elegant immortal music. Through the clouds and mist, one could see the outline of a towering immortal ship in mid-air, not yet setting off.
Wei Sheng Xian lightly exhaled, “Then there’s still time.”
The Nascent Soul Daoist was even more shocked to hear this.
Time to do what? To poison all the families of the Immortal Sect?
“You—”
Before he could finish speaking, each of the three received a strike to the back of the neck with a sword scabbard, and they fell to the ground unconscious.
Wei Sheng Xian sheathed his sword and apologized, “We really didn’t intend to disturb you, we’re truly sorry.”
Hearing these words, Ye Zhuo’s fingers were already gripping his sword hilt, his killing intent radiating outwards.
“Calm down,” Li Yuan said to him, “We entered this place directly without being stopped by the mountain protection formation, which shows the formation’s extraordinary nature. Perhaps Brother Wei Sheng’s purpose in this trip is to infiltrate the Upper Purity Mountain.”
Ye Zhuo only showed a cold smile in his eyes.
Clearly, Wei Sheng Xian’s purpose was not so profound.
—Because he had already begun setting up the third formation.
Unable to make excuses for Brother Wei Sheng, Li Yuan also sighed, “Brother Wei Sheng, breaking into someone else’s sect doesn’t seem like the behavior of a gentleman.”
Wei Sheng Xian: “A gentleman on the roof is still a gentleman.”
The word “gentleman” actually had such a rich meaning. The human race was truly prone to changing faces.
While the three Dao Sect members were still unconscious, the third formation was completed at an even faster speed.
Wei Sheng Xian took a long breath, “A mere formation, this Daoist has now completely mastered it.”
Ye Zhuo: “Things shouldn’t happen more than three times.”
“It’s just Emerald Valley, this Daoist has a clear understanding of it,” Wei Sheng Xian said.
But again, there was no response.
Li Yuan gently coaxed a few words and finally pulled Ye Zhuo, who was filled with murderous intent, into the formation.
As for where this would lead to, Li Yuan didn’t care.
It was just teleportation; he wouldn’t lose a single hair. If he opened his eyes and found himself in the Dragon Realm, that would be even better, and he wouldn’t have to return.
He would send Brother Wei Sheng to the sea area of the Realm Dragon race or throw him to the White Dragon race, who liked to discuss Dao and talk about metaphysics. They would certainly have a pleasant conversation and consider him a confidant. As for Ye Zhuo, since the feud was with him, the Black Dragon, he would naturally take him back to the Abyss Sea Underground Palace for disposal.
The light of the formation shone once more.
As the light dissipated, their figures completely disappeared from the spot. The Nascent Soul Daoist slowly opened his eyes.
—It was just that his appearance was too disheveled, as if he had been heavily injured by Fourth Palace Master Feng Jiang. Wei Sheng Xian was afraid of causing a death, so he had struck lightly. Therefore, he woke up so quickly.
After waking up, the Nascent Soul Daoist vomited flowers while struggling to wake up his two rebellious disciples.
“Quick… tell the Master… they are going to attack…”
The Dao Sect’s heartland had actually been infiltrated by outsiders. Now, after injuring people, the three of them had disappeared without a trace.
—And it was at such a crucial moment. This was truly a matter of great importance!
Discarding his wheelchair, the two disciples used their lightness techniques and ran to report the news as fast as they could fly.
The result, of course, was that their grandmaster, the Nascent Soul Daoist’s master—True Man Tai Huan, was furious.
“I think your brains have been poisoned into a stupor!” True Man Tai Huan’s handsome face was filled with terrifying anger. “Or are you deliberately reporting this news, wanting me to come and treat your master?”
He was originally handling Ghost Realm affairs with his senior brother, about to set off. At such a critical moment, these two bastards came crawling over to interrupt, saying that people from the Micro-Snow Palace had invaded.
How ridiculous. What kind of place was his Upper Purity Dao Sect? Even if the Micro-Snow Palace had someone at the Tribulation Transcendence realm at most, how dare they come here to act wildly?
The mountain protection formation, the sect protection formation, the defense formation, the aura observation formation, dozens of large and small formations guarded layer upon layer. None of the formations showed any signs of an outsider invasion. Where did these people come from?
This was a matter of great importance. He had even spent a huge amount of divine sense to survey the Dao Sect’s mountains up and down, and even probed the surrounding Pill Sect and Artifact Sect, but there wasn’t even a trace of the Micro-Snow Palace people.
“Grandmaster, this matter is absolutely true. We and our master saw them with our own eyes. Palace Master Wei Sheng even knocked us unconscious—”
“I see that each and every one of you is doing very well!” True Man Tai Huan roared.
The disciples were so frightened that they didn’t dare to make a sound. Even the Nascent Soul Daoist was trembling with fear.
—True Man Tai Huan was the most ill-tempered person in the entire Dao Sect. Now that Senior Uncle Ancestor Tai Su was not around, who would dare to provoke him?
The Nascent Soul Daoist struggled and used a weak voice to risk his life and say, “Master… please listen. Perhaps they have already left now, but just now, they were indeed—”
“Useless thing, shut your mouth!”
Turning his head to order several elders of the Dao Sect to continue paying attention to the traces of the thieves, Tai Huan’s anger had not subsided. He glared at the inhuman-looking Nascent Soul Daoist and his two even more useless disciples.
His senior brother’s eldest disciple, Yuan Tai, could now take on the role of sect leader and preside over many sect affairs. But this disciple of his, Yuan Ying, was as stupid as a pig!
Even if the Micro-Snow Palace really harbored malicious intentions and someone had invaded, couldn’t they have reported it secretly? Even if the sky was falling and the Dao Sect was about to be destroyed, in front of the Immortal Sect families, rushing over in a panic and exclaiming “Grandmaster, something bad has happened!”—what was he trying to do?
When the Nascent Soul Daoist choked and spat out a bizarre and beautiful red flower, Tai Huan was even more disgusted. “Such a small trick has turned you into this. Come over here! I’ll take you to the Pill Sect!”
The two junior disciples tremblingly helped their master up, and in addition to fear, there was actually a strange kind of peace in their hearts.
—At least, they wouldn’t have to push their master’s wheelchair all the way to the Pill Sect.
True Man Tai Huan brought people to seek treatment, and the person he asked to come out was naturally not an ordinary pill cultivator or medicine cultivator, but a Pill Sect Elder.
“Elder Wu Huan,” Tai Huan said, “This rebellious disciple of mine was plotted against in the Micro-Snow Palace and has been spitting out strange flowers. Please take a look at what poison he has been afflicted with. It would be best if you could also check if anything has been done to these three people’s minds, why they repeatedly speak and act inappropriately, damaging the reputation of my Upper Purity Sect.”
“Naturally, I can. Allow me to examine them.”
Saying that, Elder Wu Huan stepped forward.
His appearance was calm, and his demeanor was dignified. He was only around thirty years old, yet he had already cultivated the Way of Pills and Medicine to the Body Integration realm. He was the youngest Elder of the Pill Sect, and he was particularly famous for his exquisite medical skills.
Just then, the half-dead Nascent Soul Daoist’s throat moved, and he spat out a beautiful red flower.
Tai Huan: “It’s just like this.”
Looking at the red flower, Elder Wu Huan’s expression suddenly changed slightly.
With a deep gaze, he examined it for a long time before asking Tai Hao, “True Man, are you saying that he contracted this poison in the Micro-Snow Palace? Who in the Micro-Snow Palace did this?”
Tai Huan: “I suspect it’s that Fourth Palace Master Feng Jiang.”
Wu Huan pondered for a moment, “That Fourth Palace Master Feng Jiang is indeed proficient in both medicine and poison. My Pill Sect has also spent a lot of money to request several of his pill formulas. But we have only heard of his name and have never seen him. Does True Man know his origins and background?”
“I don’t know,” Tai Huan said, “All the affairs of the Micro-Snow Palace are managed and dealt with by their Palace Master Wei Sheng Xian. Besides that, only Ye Zhuo will come forward to discuss swords with people. The rest of them live in seclusion and their origins are unknown.”
Wei Sheng Xian came from a certain secluded immortal master’s sect, which was a well-known fact among the Immortal Dao.
The Micro-Snow Palace didn’t like to participate in Jianghu affairs, the Palace Master was focused on the Dao, the Second Palace Master was focused on the sword, and the Fourth Palace Master was focused on making poison and medicine—all of these things were also out in the open.
It was not unusual for reclusive wanderers to gather some capable and strange people of unknown origin in the sect, to live in peace in a remote corner and take care of each other.
At least, that’s what most people thought.
Tai Huan: “Why do you ask this? Does this person have some kind of background?”
“I don’t know about the person. But I have seen this flower before,” Wu Huan said in a deep voice, “May I ask True Man, is the Fourth Palace Master you disciple saw in his twenties, moody, and somewhat like a spirit?”
“According to his description, that’s indeed the case.”
“In that case, I understand,” Elder Wu Huan nodded, “This poison is refined from the seeds of exotic flowers from the Southern Border. It is not difficult to cure, and there are no side effects. The person who poisoned him did it deliberately, just to make fun of people. It’s just that the antidote is bitter and difficult to swallow.”
Tai Huan didn’t care about such things at all: “Then just force him to drink it to detoxify him.”
Wu Huan glanced at the two quail-like junior disciples, “They have to drink it too.”
“It doesn’t matter to me,” Tai Huan said, “I still have important matters to attend to, so I’ll entrust the three of them to you. Since Elder knows who that Fourth Palace Master Feng Jiang is, why don’t you tell me about him?”
“It’s just a guess, it’s not good to say for sure. But if it’s the person I’m thinking of, he may have some grudges with the Upper Purity Mountain,” Elder Wu Huan looked deeply at Tai Huan and said, “True Man, by analogy, I think we should be wary of the Micro-Snow Palace.”
These words were just a hint.
A cold, “as expected” smile appeared on Tai Huan’s face.
“No need to say more, I already know.”
After saying that, True Man Tai Huan stood up.
Before leaving, he glared at the Nascent Soul Daoist: “When we get to the entrance of the Ghost Realm, if I see that Wei Sheng Xian is behaving himself there, you three A villain can just wait to die!”
Not long after, the flying ship that straddled the front mountain of the Upper Purity Sect suddenly burst out with extremely strong spiritual power fluctuations, rose into the air to a higher position, and leisurely sailed toward the southwest.
Elder Wu Huan slowly retracted his gaze, looking at the Ghostly red flower, his expression unreadable.
In the silent room, the Nascent Soul Daoist’s weak voice of explanation still echoed: “Master, they really came…”
“They won’t be…in the Ghost Realm…”
—The light of the teleportation formation dissipated, and the surrounding scenery became clear again.
The vegetation was deep and secluded, the ancient trees towered into the sky, and vines hung and intertwined among them, creating a dark and lush scene.
In the moist soil under the trees, a few scattered mushrooms and fungi could be seen.
Looking ahead, the deep forest and valleys undulated and stretched, with a faint mist of miasma.
The familiar scenery of the southwestern mountains and forests slightly calmed the killing intent on Ye Zhuo’s body.
Wei Sheng Xian had already put on a leisurely and content face: “This is exactly the western entrance of Emerald Valley. Brother Li Yuan, Ah Zhou, what do you think of this Daoist’s teleportation technique?”
Ye Zhuo drew his sword and walked coldly into the valley.
“Not very good.”