Cultivation: Fortune by Lots-Chapter 341 - 203. Fire Yao’s Identity

The old man, with some difficulty, dodged an attack from a Samsara Abyss cultivator, using the chaos to slip into a deep valley.

He first cautiously concealed his presence, planning to move again later to make his escape from afar.

He glanced back one last time at the distant horizon, where a ferocious battle between four Upper Three Heavens cultivators had reached a fever pitch.

Tu Dong, that damn fool, is good for nothing but screwing things up... the old man cursed in his heart.

Just to find an ally to help himself escape, that fool had carelessly revealed the secret stronghold of the Sheng Kang lineage, dragging so many others into this mess.

The Blood River Sect was indeed a double-edged sword.

As long as they could stir up a bloodbath, they didn’t mind collaborating with anyone.

But their bloodlust, madness, and selfishness were deeply ingrained in their bones.

If there had been any better option, the old man truly wouldn’t have wished for his own Sheng Kang, the orthodox power of the Central Plains, to fraternize with a heretical sect like Blood River.

Doing so tarnished their reputation and was prone to accidents.

And now, an accident had already occurred.

Both Samsara Abyss and Gepo Mountain, these two Southern Barbarian Heretical Tao sects, are detestable... but the Hedong rebels are the most hateful! the old man seethed with anger.

When the Great Sui Dynasty lost control of the land, warlords emerged to vie for power. In the end, the Zhang Family from Guanlong, originally from Hedong, established the realm and founded the present Great Tang Dynasty.

Thus, the diehard loyalists of the former dynasty habitually referred to the Tang Court’s imperial family as the "Hedong rebels."

The old man was full of indignation, but at this moment, he could only hide himself and quickly seek an escape.

And then... a sharp pain struck the back of his head! Stars burst before his eyes, and his body stumbled forward. An ambush! Someone launched a sneak attack!

Although aged and weakened, the old man still possessed fighting spirit. His first instinct upon being attacked wasn’t to flee or defend, but to retaliate.

He forcefully stabilized himself, his feet planted firmly as the ground beneath them instantly caved in. He then spun around, delivering a palm strike toward the attacker behind him!

His Martial Arts Supreme Skill, Pushing Mountain Dispersing Hands!

Pushing mountains, overturning peaks, and severing rivers—such destructive force was usually attributed only to Upper Three Heavens cultivators.

However, a Physical Training Martial Way expert, with their incredibly condensed strength, could unleash astonishing power in an instant.

This old man, a Sixth Heavenly Layer cultivator, could have truly shaken mountains with a full-force blow of his life-bound Martial Arts Supreme Skill, Pushing Mountain Dispersing Hands, when he was in his prime.

Now, aged and no longer in his prime, the force he mustered with this palm strike was still impressively powerful.

However, before the old man could clearly see his assailant, the attacker’s entire body began to shine with a dazzling light, as if a Heavenly General had descended to Earth.

The tall figure raised a hand and caught the old man’s incoming arm; the palm, imbued with immense strength, was suddenly unable to advance any further.

"It’s indeed not easy to control the strength when you’re just trying to knock someone out," Lei Jun, in his Heavenly General incarnation, remarked wryly. "Body-Refining Martial Artists certainly have tougher heads than most people."

The old man was shocked. He tried to withdraw his arm, but Lei Jun held it firmly.

Seeing the glowing light of Spirit Talismans on Lei Jun’s body, the old man could roughly guess that this was a Taoist Talisman Sect cultivator.

But even if a Taoist Talisman Sect cultivator had applied the Five Ding Open Mountain Talisman, could they really catch his Pushing Mountain Dispersing Hands like this?

He didn’t know that Lei Jun’s years of cultivation, enhanced by Spiritual Objects like Bear King’s Mysterious Gall and Blood-Vigorating Heaven Brew, had made his physical body far stronger than that of ordinary Talisman Sect cultivators.

Especially since this old man was not in his prime; if not for his Pushing Mountain Dispersing Hands being his profoundly powerful life-bound Martial Arts Supreme Skill, Lei Jun could have suppressed him with his own physical strength, even without using the Heavenly General Talisman.

The old man suddenly felt his arm loosen; Lei Jun had let go.

But in the next instant, Lei Jun disappeared from his field of vision.

THUMP!

Then, another sharp pain struck the back of the old man’s head.

His eyes widened, and his body swayed. Unwillingly, his eyes rolled back, and he began to collapse.

Lei Jun didn’t wait for the body to hit the ground. With a shake of the Breathing Soil Banner, he swept up the unconscious old man and quickly left the scene.

He didn’t depart immediately but spent some more time finding another isolated Sheng Kang lineage cultivator. He subdued this one with a knockout blow as well, bagged him, and carried him away.

Only then did Lei Jun swiftly depart, moving far away from the mountain stronghold where the battle raged. He found a relatively safe place before bringing out the two captives, one by one, to interrogate them separately.

The interrogation wasn’t smooth. It took Lei Jun some time before he finally obtained the information he sought.

The most important information, of course, concerned the whereabouts of his master, Yuan Mobai.

Yuan Mobai’s disappearance was indeed connected to Tu Dong and the others, but it was hard to tell if he was currently safe.

This was because Tu Dong and his ilk also had no way to deal with Yuan Mobai and his companions. They had resorted to using a secret realm to temporarily trap them.

Specifically, three people: Yuan Mobai, Xiao Xueting, and Shushan Elder He Dongxing.

The latter two had come to investigate the background and strength of the Blood River Sect and the Sheng Kang lineage.

With Wei Ancheng and the Blood River Sect currently waging war in the Southern Wilderness, the sudden appearance of three powerful cultivators from the Central Plains put even the belligerent Tu Dong under tremendous pressure.

In the end, he could only rely on a secret realm to detain Yuan Mobai and the other two.

What caught Lei Jun’s attention was that this secret realm was related to the legendary Jiuli.

Mentions of Jiuli in other places were mostly rumors or far-fetched tales.

This secret realm, however, genuinely originated from the ancient Jiuli People.

Tu Dong’s Witch Suppressing Stone had come from there.

Originally, that secret realm was considered a very important secret base by the Sheng Kang lineage. However, it had to be exposed and was then used to delay Yuan Mobai and his group.

The Sheng Kang lineage had first lost the secret realm, and now their mountain stronghold had also been razed. These were successive heavy losses that struck them to the core.

Even the two captives didn’t know how long the secret realm could hold Yuan Mobai and the other two. But after Lei Jun ascertained its location, he immediately set off, just in case.

After crossing mountains and rivers, he finally reached his destination. A scene both beautiful and strangely unsettling appeared before him.