MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 29
by Volare“I know you’re in there. If you don’t come out, I’ll shatter this mountain!”
A majestic voice echoed outside the cave, and with each rise and fall, the entire cavern trembled violently, as if to shake the hidden figures from their cradles.
The three were running towards the exit with all their might. Shen Yucheng quickly concealed the Flame Soul Grass. The exit radiated a white light, and one after another they stepped into it. Just as they were about to leave, Shen Yucheng caught a glimpse of a faint outline in the corner of the cave wall—a place originally obscured by the dim light. There, unexpectedly, sat a wooden box, identical to the one Liu Mingzhen had been lying in.
His eyes widened as he made out the characters carved on the box. The words “Baili” pierced his mind like lightning. He immediately passed through the exit, his body dissolving into the dazzling light, his mind filled with one question.
He had seen these two words carved on a tombstone in the ice cave on Hanji Mountain. Who exactly was this person?
The white light receded, and the three stood in an unfamiliar forest, surrounded by towering peaks, completely different from the desolate mountains they had been in. Li Juemu looked down at the sticky mud beneath his feet, his brow furrowed, his face full of disgust. “This is disgusting. Where have we been teleported to?”
“Finally out.” A crisp laugh came from above, a voice as sweet as a silver bell, identical to the oppressive voice they had heard in the cave.
Mo Yifeng looked up, his brow furrowed so tightly it almost formed a single line, muttering, “It’s her, as expected.”
Lingyi floated gracefully in the air, arms crossed, a mocking and triumphant smile on her face, looking down at them condescendingly. Beside her, Nie Yue stood on her sword, her cold expression as unwavering as ever. Their appearance was clearly not accidental.
Lingyi pointed at them, a playful tone in her voice. “What’s wrong, Yifeng, are you so unwelcome to me? Where is your genius senior brother hiding now?”
At that moment, Shen Yucheng also emerged from the cave, surveying the surrounding jungle, secretly surmising that the earthquake from before was likely caused by these two.
“You didn’t go to all this trouble just to see Fu Lingxuan, did you?” Mo Yifeng subconsciously stood in front of Shen Yucheng, his crimson longsword silently unsheathed, its cold light menacing.
Nie Yue also quickly entered a combat stance, but Lingyi raised a hand to stop her, a glint of amusement flashing in her eyes. “Wait a moment. You’re so eager to protect your little junior brother… no, your little treasure.”
Mo Yifeng’s brow furrowed, and hearing Lingyi’s words, Shen Yucheng felt an ominous premonition rise in his heart.
“Shen Yucheng, entered the Lingfeng Sect at the age of twelve, now twenty-two. Originally a mortal, yet four months ago, he embarked on the path of cultivation. A month ago, he became the top scorer in the Lingfeng Sect’s Promotion Examination, and was accepted into the Futian Sect.” Lingyi changed into a more relaxed posture, continuing, “If these things happened to an ordinary person, it would already be earth-shattering news. Yet, all of this has become a reality for you.”
Shen Yucheng felt a chill run down his spine, his heart threatening to leap out of his chest. Could it be that the Forbidden Dao and the constitution that leads to self destruction had already been exposed?
“Do you think there could really be such a coincidence in this world?” Lingyi’s gaze slowly shifted towards Shen Yucheng, carefully examining his delicate features, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and his strong, powerful limbs. She narrowed her eyes, a chilling nakedness in her gaze. “You’re Mo Yifeng’s little lover, aren’t you?”
“…”
“???”
Shen Yucheng’s heart, which had been pounding rapidly, suddenly froze.
What she was saying… it must be some joke, he couldn’t understand?
Mo Yifeng was also stunned, obviously not expecting Lingyi to say such a thing.
“No,” Li Juemu was the first to interrupt this large-scale charade, pointing at Shen Yucheng and the other, his tone full of helplessness. “Sister, you’ve misunderstood. How could Shen be Brother Mo’s little lover? They are…” He paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully. “They’re both men. You’re overthinking it.”
“Whether it’s true or false, we’ll know once we’ve tried.” Lingyi raised an eyebrow, not taking Li Juemu’s words to heart at all. She raised her right hand and cast a purple light spell.
Shen Yucheng was wondering what she was going to do, but in the next second, Mo Yifeng had already pounced in front of him, abruptly pushing him aside. The two rolled on the ground for a few laps. They saw that the dirt behind them had been swept by a fierce purple light, instantly creating dozens of holes, a shocking sight.
“Brother Shen!” Li Juemu exclaimed.
“Yifeng, if you were so open and upright, why would you be afraid of my Truth Seeking Art?” Seeing their reaction, Lingyi revealed a triumphant smile, as if enjoying this game of cat and mouse.
Shen Yucheng slowly got up, brushing off the mud, his brow furrowed. “Truth Seeking Art?”
“The chief senior sister of the Qionghua Sect, the Magic Demon Lingyi, specializes in spells that bewilder people’s minds. The youngest spell cultivator in a thousand years,” Mo Yifeng stared coldly at Lingyi, his voice low. “The Truth Seeking Art is her specialty. Those who are hit will answer her questions without hesitation.”
Shen Yucheng understood. Wasn’t this a mental version of the Puppet Dao?
“Don’t whisper in each other’s ears. Just obediently answer my questions.” Lingyi once again waved her purple light, chasing after the two figures. “How do you explain how a mere mortal could win the Promotion Examination? If you’re just Mo Yifeng’s junior brother, why are the two of you always inseparable? And living under the same roof?”
“If you’re not little lovers, could you really be true brothers?”
When Mo Yifeng heard the words “little lover,” his figure faltered again, and he was hit by the afterimage of the purple light. Shen Yucheng caught sight of this and his heart tightened.
In that instant, between the two who had been separated to the east and west to avoid the Truth Seeking Art, a tiny, pale purple thread gradually appeared, connecting their chests.
“This is?” Nie Yue had been observing from the sidelines, until she saw this thread.
The moment the purple thread appeared, Lingyi’s eyes suddenly lit up, and a delighted smile curved her lips, as if she had discovered some incredible secret. Her tone was filled with irrepressible excitement. “Unbelievable, you two. You say there’s nothing going on, but secretly you’ve even bound your immortal spirits.” With that, she couldn’t help but burst into wild laughter.
Shen Yucheng looked at the purple thread on his chest, clearly recognizing it as the connection of a Dao Companion Contract. He just hadn’t expected the power of the Truth Seeking Art to be so great, that even a slight touch could reveal such a hidden connection.
He swallowed secretly, knowing he couldn’t let this woman catch him. Otherwise, the matter of the Forbidden Dao would be exposed in no time.
Mo Yifeng’s expression became increasingly grim. Clearly, he hadn’t expected Lingyi’s cultivation to have reached such a level. He muttered, “Terrifying.”
Lingyi put away the playfulness on her face, a hint of killing intent flashing in her eyes. “Since you’ve connected your immortal spirits, then it’ll be even easier.” She gave Nie Yue a meaningful glance.
Seeing that the situation was bad, Mo Yifeng immediately shouted for Shen Yucheng to retreat quickly. However, the situation before them was changing rapidly. Shen Yucheng also sensed Lingyi’s killing intent and turned to flee without hesitation, but a gust of wind suddenly slammed into his face, blocking his path.
He instinctively dodged to the side. The next moment, a giant blade like an iron slab whizzed past him, the force so strong that the blade was deeply embedded in the mud.
Shen Yucheng’s gaze sharpened, locking onto Nie Yue beside him. Nie Yue’s cold expression was unchanged as she pulled the sword from the mud, the movement as smooth and easy as flowing water.
“Do you know why cultivators above the Nascent Soul realm don’t easily bind their immortal spirits with cultivators of lower cultivation?” Lingyi looked down at Mo Yifeng, a hint of coldness in her voice. “Because as long as you kill the one with the lower cultivation, everything can be easily resolved.”
Nie Yue attacked again ferociously, the blade flashing like lightning. Cold sweat dripped from Shen Yucheng’s brow as he tried his best to dodge the opponent’s attacks, but he was still in constant danger. Nie Yue’s petite body wielded the great sword as easily as waving thin paper, each slash of the blade precise and ruthless, clearly the result of countless trials.
The two attacked and dodged, and each of Shen Yucheng’s dodges felt like a walk past the gates of hell. Each successful evasion of the deadly blade was a rebirth.
Li Juemu watched anxiously from the side, unable to resist shouting, “Why are you attacking us? Isn’t the secret realm for collecting treasures?”
Lingyi lowered her eyes, a hint of mockery in her tone. “So you see, Juemu, after so many years, you’re still so naive.”
Li Juemu was about to press her for the meaning of her words when suddenly, a voice echoed through the air:
[Ling Danbo Realm – Childhood Maze solved (hidden)]
[Passers: ]
[Lingfeng Sect – Mo Yifeng, Shen Yucheng, Fu Lingxuan]
[Dingxu Sect – Li Yuan]
[Updated Sect Ranking: First: Lingfeng Sect, Second: Dingxu Sect, Third: Qionghua Sect]
Mo Yifeng saw the announcement, Lingyi’s face darkened a few degrees, especially when she saw the Dingxu Sect surpass the Qionghua Sect on the sect ranking. Her expression became even more gloomy. Lingyi could no longer maintain her composure, suddenly landing from the air, the spiritual energy around her emitting a terrifying pressure.
Mo Yifeng signaled to Li Juemu, “Now you understand her motives.”
These words seemed to touch the other party’s breaking point. She was furious, and threw out several spells at Mo Yifeng without mercy. “What do you understand? You lucky bastards, you stumble upon all sorts of opportunities. Nie Yue and I risk our lives to hunt hundreds of demon beasts outside, and it’s not as good as your harvest from staying in a cave for two weeks!”
Just then, the fiery battlefield suddenly fell into a strange silence.
The few people who had just come out of the cave were stunned by her words: Two weeks?
However, Lingyi clearly did not notice their strangeness, and continued to attack Mo Yifeng fiercely. Each of her spells was precise and deadly. Mo Yifeng could only focus on dodging while occasionally looking for opportunities to counterattack. As time went on, this phenomenon became more obvious.
“Why do you seem weaker?” Lingyi’s movements continued, aiming at Mo Yifeng’s gradually sluggish figure, and several beams of light hit his back and limbs. Seeing this, she chuckled: “Did you give your spiritual power to your little lover?”
Her gaze turned to Shen Yucheng, who was entangled with Nie Yue, and couldn’t help but sneer. Otherwise, how could a nobody entangle with Nie Yue for so long? It seemed that the golden thread magic item in the restaurant last time was also secretly assisted by Mo Yifeng.
In Lingyi’s eyes, all of Shen Yucheng’s achievements depended on Mo Yifeng’s support.
“Little Yue, stop playing around, just finish him off.”
“…Yes.” Nie Yue’s voice replied hesitantly. Lingyi only thought she was too focused on the battle.
The golden silk turned into sharp thorns, meeting Nie Yue’s big knife head-on, making a harsh metallic sound, sparks flying. The speed of the battle was so fast that it was dazzling. Shen Yucheng gradually changed from reluctantly defending to fierce counterattacks, the golden silk constantly attacking Nie Yue’s blind spots, making it difficult for her to resist. After a few rounds, she was covered in sweat.
The two were silent, capturing information from each other’s eyes and small body movements, trying to judge the other’s next attack. Shen Yucheng knew clearly that he couldn’t surpass Nie Yue in cultivation, but he could win by skill.
It was just that the other party’s ability was still a notch higher, and he never showed a fatal flaw.
The battle lasted for half an hour, and the two were sweating profusely and panting. Lingyi in the distance finally noticed something was wrong. With Nie Yue’s strength, if the opponent was an incompetent person, he should have been easily dealt with long ago. How could he have dragged on until now?
Thinking like this, a cold sword blade slashed across her side, and her waist was immediately injured. She covered the wound. Mo Yifeng sheathed his sword and said coldly: “Let me state in advance, I did not give my junior brother any magic weapons.”
Lingyi was shocked, and turned her gaze to the agile golden silk between Shen Yucheng’s fingers, that is to say, the silk thread was transformed by his own spiritual power, no matter what, to be able to practice this way, it can be said that he is extremely talented.
Underestimating the disciples of the Futian Sect was her mistake, but—
She gritted her teeth and threw a magic light at Shen Yucheng: “Little Yue!”
It was too fast, Shen Yucheng did not see what it was, but the next second, his abdomen was hit by a strong pressure, and a force hit him into the collapsing cave debris, and was buried by the stone chips.
She underestimated the strength of the Futian Sect disciples, this was her miscalculation. However—
Lingyi gritted her teeth and threw a force at Shen Yucheng: “Little Yue!”
The magic light sped like lightning, and before Shen Yucheng could react, the next second, his abdomen suffered a strong pressure, and the whole person was hit hard and flew out, hitting the rock wall heavily, and was instantly buried by rubble.