MOF Chapter 75
by VolareChapter 75: Initial Guarding of the Bottomless Pit, Internal Strife Among Fellow Disciples… If One Cultivates Both, Wouldn’t It…?
The back mountain was Xie Yiling’s usual haunt. In spring and summer, he would fish in the river with Si Wumian, and in autumn and winter, he would pick fruit and play in the snow on the mountain.
Xie Yiling didn’t quite understand why the other disciples didn’t like coming here. Whether busy or idle, sitting among these tall mountains and trees naturally brought inner peace and tranquility.
However, it was good that no one came, as it conveniently allowed him to read the hand-copied *Record of Strange Contracts* he carried with him.
The content was too obscure and difficult for Xie Yiling to understand, but as long as he understood one sentence, it was like a starving, freezing person suddenly having a bowl of warm white porridge stuffed into their hands, or being draped with a warm cotton blanket that had fallen from the sky.
But before he could properly savor it, upon seeing the next sentence, he would return to his original state. He repeated this carrot-and-stick process, translating sentence after sentence.
After comprehending several demonic cultivation techniques, Xie Yiling discovered something.
To deal with evil spirits and demons, cultivators used methods based on subduing, exterminating, imprisoning, and eliminating. Demonic cultivators, on the other hand, used ghost techniques based on controlling, taming, frightening, and merging.
If one cultivated both, wouldn’t it be like adding wings to a tiger?
The moment this thought arose, Xie Yiling was startled, his blood boiling and flushing his face red. After calming down, the redness faded, turning as white as snow.
He gripped *Bu Song* tightly for a long time, and after his wrist weakened, he murmured to himself, “As long as I use it properly and don’t make mistakes, it doesn’t matter if I cultivate the demonic path, anyway, it’s all for the sake of eliminating harm for the people.”
Xie Yiling gently stroked the words on the paper, the content still clear in his mind. He tried to mobilize his spiritual power and found that the two didn’t clash unexpectedly.
*Bu Song* vibrated slightly, and Xie Yiling looked at it and asked, “You think so too, don’t you?”
Seeing *Bu Song* vibrate again, he picked up the sword and jumped up cheerfully, saying, “Since you agree, then let’s practice together!”
Xie Yiling read the content carefully again, then folded the paper and put it into his clothes.
Between heaven and earth, he wore immortal robes, held a spirit sword, and cultivated the demonic path.
Xie Yiling naturally understood the principle that one body cannot contain two opposing forces. If he was careless, his mind unsteady, he could easily become demonically possessed. Therefore, he concentrated on every movement, never daring to be distracted.
And it was precisely because of this that he didn’t notice that in the distance, behind a tree, Lu Jinnian was watching him with a look of astonishment, mixed with some excitement at having learned the “truth,” the flames of calculation rising in his eyes.
What was Xie Yiling practicing?
He thought to himself, “The Southern Return Heavenly Pavilion has never taught such bizarre swordsmanship. This definitely isn’t from Southern Return. Could it be from another immortal sect? No, this doesn’t look like an immortal sect’s technique at all.”
The corners of Lu Jinnian’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up high. If it wasn’t an immortal sect’s technique, what else could it be? Naturally, it was heresy and evil ways.
No wonder Xie Yiling could win against him; it turned out he had secretly cultivated demonic ghost techniques.
No wonder, no wonder!
A great sense of joy burst forth from his heart. Lu Jinnian was about to rush out and expose Xie Yiling on the spot when a loud shout suddenly came from the distance.
“Senior Brother Xie—”
Lu Jinnian instantly changed his expression and hid back behind the tree.
Xie Yiling abruptly stopped his swordsmanship, his expression flustered. He sheathed his sword and composed himself.
“It’s Wumian,” he nodded and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Si Wumian looked at him with a complicated expression: “Senior Brother Xie, what’s wrong with you? You feel kind of strange?”
Xie Yiling pushed him, averted his gaze: “Speak if you have something to say, I’ll continue practicing if you don’t.”
“I do have something!” Seeing that he was really about to turn around and continue practicing, Si Wumian quickly said, “Young Master Yue wants you to guard the Bottomless Pit tomorrow! Although I’ve already told A Si, I’m always afraid that he’s young and will forget. To be safe, I came to find you myself.”
“Let me guard the Bottomless Pit?” Xie Yiling turned his head sharply, the calmness he had faked earlier swept away, and confirmed, “Is this true?”
“Really, really!” Si Wumian said with a smile, “Senior Brother Xie, Young Master Yue must think that with your current abilities, guarding the Bottomless Pit is more than enough!”
Among all the members of Southern Return Heavenly Pavilion, besides the sect leader and the elders, only Nangong Yue, Nangong Ci, and Lu Jinnian were qualified to guard the Bottomless Pit.
However, only Xie Yiling and Si Wumian could go down the mountain to exorcise evil.
Therefore, Xie Yiling and Lu Jinnian both had a common question in their minds: what did the other rely on?
And now, the balance was broken, and he was one step ahead of Lu Jinnian again.
“I have to go back and prepare!” Xie Yiling patted Si Wumian’s shoulder hard, “I’m leaving!”
Si Wumian chased after him: “Senior Brother Xie, I haven’t finished yet! The Bottomless Pit is very dangerous, you still have to be extra careful!”
After the two walked away, Lu Jinnian came out from behind the tree, staring in the direction they left with a gloomy face.
The next day, Xie Yiling got up early and went out with his sword. He first went to Fufeng Pavilion as usual and saw Nangong Ci just opening the door.
“Sixth Brother!” Xie Yiling trotted over, suppressing his excitement, “I’m guarding the Bottomless Pit today, Young Master Yue ordered it!”
Nangong Ci was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and smiled, and said, “Are you going now?”
“Yes.” After he finished speaking, he noticed a mark under Nangong Ci’s clothes. He reached out and touched it, and said in surprise, “Sixth Brother, are you wearing the jade I gave you?”
Nangong Ci said, “Yes, I put it on last night.”
Xie Yiling asked quickly, “How is it, is it useful?”
Nangong Ci felt it carefully and replied, “Yes.”
Xie Yiling said, “Then I’m relieved. Sixth Brother, are you planning to go out? We can just walk together.”
After leaving Fufeng Pavilion, Xie Yiling and Nangong Ci parted ways and went to Nangong Yue to receive the access token for entering and exiting the Bottomless Pit.
The Bottomless Pit is located on an unnamed mountain peak in Southern Return. Although it is unnamed, because there is a Bottomless Pit here, the people of Southern Return are accustomed to calling it Bottomless Peak.
From a distance, Xie Yiling saw a huge mountain peak, blocked by a formation. As soon as he approached, he was blown away by the surrounding wind wall. His body leaned back and flipped in the air, fortunately a tree intercepted him.
No wonder he was not qualified to guard it before, this Bottomless Peak is indeed not something that anyone can control.
However, that was before. Lu Jinnian can go in, Xie Yiling thinks he won’t be worse than him. He stood on the tree, the sword at his waist humming out of its sheath. Then he leaped into the air, stepped on *Bu Song*, and rushed straight into the wind wall on the wind.
Xie Yiling tapped his fingers and pinched the magic, made a wind-avoiding talisman and clipped it in his hand, and successfully passed the wind wall.
As soon as he entered Bottomless Peak, he put away his sword and first observed the surrounding layout.
Because the Bottomless Pit has always only imprisoned the most ferocious and evil spirits, there are formation seals on all sides. A rusted red demon-sealing spiritual chain winds its way up around the mountain from the bottom of the unfathomable mountain peak. Wrapped like a rice dumpling, it coils to the top of the peak.
Xie Yiling walked deeper, arrived at the Bottomless Pit, and saw that the demon-sealing spiritual chain covered the top. He braced himself, and when he swept over a certain place, his expression solidified, and his eyes suddenly turned indifferent.
“I’m on duty today. Senior Brother Lu doesn’t seem to have the right to be here?”
Xie Yiling and Lu Jinnian in front of the Bottomless Pit glared at each other coldly, their auras pressing against each other.
“Xie Yiling, let’s see how long you can be proud.” Lu Jinnian drew his sword and pointed it at him, “As a disciple of the immortal sect, you secretly practice the demonic path, deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors. According to the rules, you should have your golden core shattered and be expelled from the immortal sect!”
Xie Yiling secretly gritted his teeth, his face tense and unreadable.
“Is that so?” He replied lightly, “Senior Brother Lu really can fabricate any reason to frame me. Where’s the evidence?”
Lu Jinnian was waiting for this sentence and said all the information he had in one breath: “The evidence is on you! Did you copy those heretical and crooked techniques on paper so that you can check them at any time?”
A star of dark fire burned in Xie Yiling’s eyes, and he said in a deep voice, “What do you want to do?”
“Hahahaha!” Seeing him in this appearance of being exposed but unable to act, Lu Jinnian finally laughed wantonly: “Xie Yiling, ah, Xie Yiling, you’ve finally fallen into my hands! I’m going to tell Young Master Yue, tell the sect leader, and proclaim it throughout Southern Return. You, Xie Yiling! Under the immortal cultivation skin of slaying demons and eliminating evil, you are actually a disgusting and unbearable demonic cultivator!”
Xie Yiling’s lips trembled slightly, and the temperature of his whole body seemed to be instantly taken away by the bleak autumn wind. He coldly spat out two words: “Idiot.”
Lu Jinnian’s face darkened.
“Do you think the sect leader and the others are as stupid as you? You haven’t even gotten the evidence yet, but you’ve already figured out how to punish me.”
Lu Jinnian was stung by Xie Yiling’s calm expression and forced himself to calm down, not to fall for the other’s tricks.
However, the next moment, Xie Yiling’s actions made his eyes crack with anger. He saw him take out a piece of repeatedly folded paper from his clothes and waved it with two fingers.
While waving, he smiled and said, “Now that you know, of course, I have to destroy the evidence. Do you think I’ll obediently wait for you to complain and then bring people to search my body?”
Lu Jinnian lost all reason. He stared intently at the fragile thin paper that could ruin Xie Yiling’s reputation, and his sword rushed out before he did.
The Breaking Ice Sword was like its master, with no good attitude towards Xie Yiling. The sword energy crashed horizontally and cut off his sleeve.
Xie Yiling stared at the torn part of his clothes, with a bit of resentment, and said, “What kind of low-level tricks are you worthy of taking out to fight me?”
*Bu Song* and *Breaking Ice* flew into the air and clashed, and Xie Yiling and Lu Jinnian fought on the ground.
Today was Xie Ci’s first time guarding the Bottomless Pit, and Nangong Ci was always worried. After discussing matters with the sect leader and coming down the steps of the Southern Return Great Hall, he thought about seeing Xie Ci.
Approaching Bottomless Peak, Nangong Ci saw a wisp of black smoke on the peak that almost reached the top of the formation. His heart tightened, and he quickened his pace and hurried over.
“You’re crazy!” Xie Yiling roared, “You’ll lose your life if you fall!”
Lu Jinnian grinned, his teeth full of sticky blood. He spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed so hard that his shoulders shook: “What if the evidence is gone? Now you’ve cut a gap in the demon-sealing spiritual chain. Such a big responsibility, let’s see how you get out of it.”
Xie Yiling stared wide-eyed, his eyes somewhat bloodshot: “Lu Jinnian, are you sick? If I hadn’t saved you just now, you would have fallen and been swallowed by the evil spirits, leaving no bones left!”
“So what?” Lu Jinnian said indifferently, “You wanted to be a good person and save me, you can’t blame it on me.”
Xie Yiling was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stopped arguing with him pointlessly. He ran to the broken demon-sealing spiritual chain and planned to reseal the gap with spiritual power.
A force of gravity struck, and Xie Yiling’s hand deviated, sealing the wrong position.
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