Cultivation: Fortune by Lots-Chapter 568 - 268. The Man Behind the Yellow Sky Sect
The snowy ridges of Chuanxi are vast, and the snow never melts throughout the year. Compared with the ice and snow of the Northern Border, it is not as vast as the mountain wilderness there, but it is even more rugged and precipitous. At this moment, all Lei Jun could see were the endless mountains covered in ice and snow, with no signs of human habitation or wildlife. However, following the guidance of the Heaven-piercing Earth-penetrating Taliscript and the Mysterious Void Mirror, Lei Jun had already spotted some clues with just a glance.
Hidden amongst the snowy ridges was a Talisman Array, creating illusions that blended seamlessly with the surrounding environment while also concealing and suppressing the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy within. Conceptually, this was similar to the Talisman Arrays used to hide tracks on places like Green Stone Island and Jiu Fang Island. With Lei Jun’s insight and eyesight, he first caught some subtle traces, realizing there was something unusual about this place. Therefore, after searching carefully for a while, he made some discoveries. Had he not been informed beforehand and merely passed by this area, even with his perception and insight, he might have been deceived.
The continuous evolution of magical powers and Divine Skills is closely related to their practitioners and also greatly influenced by their experiences and situations. Just regarding the methods of concealment and hiding, the innovations and improvements made by the Yellow Sky Sect in recent years are, on average, superior to those of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Ancestral Court... Lei Jun felt a slight surge of emotion.
He did not approach that part of the snowy ridges any further because he faintly sensed that someone else was also watching this place. The other party’s situation was quite special; it seemed they were here experiencing Soul Out-of-Body or Nascent Soul Travel. It was someone from the Taoist Dan Ding Sect.
Their quiet presence seemed less like surveillance of the snowy ridges or the new Yellow Sky Path’s Main Altar, and more like they were posted on the periphery as sentinels, watching for any outsiders who might approach or discover the newly established Yellow Sky Altar. Lei Jun, not only now in Chuanxi but often in other places previously, had consistently used multiple techniques to conceal his form. Consequently, his whereabouts were always clandestine, known to very few. At this moment, he was like one with the snowy mountains, indistinguishable.
However, an Upper Three Heavens expert from the Dan Ding Sect, while their Nascent Soul was roaming externally, possessed extremely sharp senses and perception. For Lei Jun, it was fine to remain low-key and observe from the side for now; any significant actions, however, might alert the other party. At this juncture, Lei Jun had no intention of revealing himself and eliminating the other person if discovered. To be precise, he currently had no plans to destroy this New Altar of the Yellow Sky Path.
Although it would allow the disciples of the Yellow Sky Sect to regroup, Lei Jun, like Xu Yuanzhen, was more curious about the merging of renegade elements from the three main lineages of the Taoist Sect. Of course, he wouldn’t completely ignore this New Altar of the Yellow Sky Path either. Lei Jun waited patiently for some time longer. The Nascent Soul from the Dan Ding Sect would not remain here indefinitely.
It wasn’t that its Nascent Soul couldn’t withstand such extreme cold; it could remain here for decades, even centuries, if its owner so wished. But the cultivator behind it naturally didn’t have that much time to waste here. The newly established Yellow Sky Altar had just been founded, and news of it had spread. To prevent any mishaps, he was here to help guard it for a period. Once the situation stabilized, the new Yellow Sky Altar was secure, and it had successfully begun to fulfill its purpose, this Nascent Soul expert from the Dan Ding Sect would naturally no longer need to stand watch.
At the summit of the snow-capped mountain, a shadow fluctuating between the illusory and the real seemed to shimmer slightly before vanishing into thin air, departing from this place. Amidst the endless snowy mountains, snowflakes drifted, and everything appeared as normal, as if nothing had occurred.
「A short while later」
On another snowy peak, a streak of Spirit Light flashed like a fleeting apparition and then immediately vanished, as if it were an illusion. Lei Jun quietly watched the distant snowy ridges.
Although the other’s Nascent Soul was almost formless, the instant it transitioned from stillness to motion, its image solidified slightly. Lei Jun precisely grasped this fleeting change between movement and stillness, illusion and reality. Thus, for a split second, the other’s image became clear in Lei Jun’s sight: The Nascent Soul had the appearance of a child about ten years old, yet its expression was that of a world-weary adult, its brow tightly furrowed. It was dressed in the standard Taoist Robe of a Pure Yang Palace cultivator—black on the outside and white on the inside—possessing a certain immortal-like aura and dignified bearing.
Lei Jun hadn’t seen this particular Nascent Soul in person before, but it looked familiar. After a moment’s recollection, he matched the child-like Nascent Soul to a middle-aged Taoist: Guo Ling. Guo Ling was once an Elder of Pure Yang Palace who had been gravely injured fighting a Great Demon during the demonic incursions in the Western Regions. Subsequently, he spent most of his time recuperating within the Palace. It wasn’t until demonic incursions erupted again in Guanlong and Pure Yang Palace was breached that Guo Ling was rumored to have perished at the hands of a Great Demon’s minions from the Northern Lands.
But now it seemed that too was utter nonsense... Lei Jun’s expression remained placid; he was starting to grow numb to such revelations. If someone were to tell him now that all the supposedly deceased Upper Three Heavens experts from Pure Yang Palace were actually still alive, he wouldn’t be surprised in the slightest. Well, that particular possibility was still low. At least, he suspected some had genuinely fallen, perhaps because they were considered stumbling blocks by the likes of Gu Han, Feng Yi, Guo Ling, and Wen Zhaoqian.
Lei Jun reined in his diverging thoughts. His gaze was like still water, without a ripple, akin to a truly majestic, snow-capped mountain as he quietly watched Guo Ling’s Nascent Soul disappear. Afterwards, he quietly approached the snowy ridges where the New Altar of the Yellow Sky Path was located and stealthily infiltrated it. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
The Altar here was not only newly established but also lacked a High Merit Master to oversee it. With Lei Jun concealing his presence, it was difficult for anyone to detect him. As he had considered earlier, he did not destroy this New Altar of the Yellow Sky Path. On the contrary, Elder Lei even secretly lent them a hand, offering some "assistance" within his capabilities.
We were all one family five hundred years ago, after all... No kidding, it truly was assistance. At least for the present, it was definitely help; what might happen in the future, well, that was a different matter.
