Cultivation: Fortune by Lots-Chapter 603 - 277. Second-grade Opportunity, Foundation of the Divine Court (Two in One Chapter)_2

Chapter 603: 277. Second-grade Opportunity, Foundation of the Divine Court (Two in One Chapter)_2

As more similar clues and experiences accumulated, a quantitative change was bound to lead to a qualitative transformation eventually.

Moreover, at the newly established Yellow Sky Altar of the Snowy Ridges in Chuanxi, there was another arrangement in place.

Having sent a sword-letter to Fu Dongsen in the tone of Chen Donglou, influenced by the Immortal Seed Purple Light, Lei Jun no longer paid any attention to it.

He turned his gaze to Jiang Yu and Guo Ling.

"Elder Chen, Jiang Yu of Pure Yang Palace pays her respects."

The female Taoist had now regained her composure. Facing "Chen Donglou" without servility or arrogance, she gave a Taoist bow.

"Chen Donglou" stood with his hands behind his back. "I’ve heard that Pure Yang Palace has recently taken in a disciple with a Pure Yin Immortal Body. Is that you?"

Jiang Yu said, "I am but a junior with limited learning. Please provide guidance, Elder Chen."

"Chen Donglou" responded, "The master leads you through the door, but cultivation depends on the individual."

"What Elder Chen says is true. I have been diligently cultivating day and night, daring not to slack off."

Jiang Yu glanced at Guo Ling, who was at her side, uncertain whether to advance or retreat, and said, "This person—I hope Elder Chen can spare his life for the moment, allowing me to take him back to Pure Yang Palace for interrogation. The affairs of the Mortal Tao Country are far-reaching. My sect’s Sect Leader Master, my Grandmaster, and my revered Master are all deeply concerned. Might I invite Elder Chen to visit Pure Yang Palace for a discussion regarding these matters?"

"Chen Donglou" spoke nonchalantly, "Mount Shu is Mount Shu, Pure Yang is Pure Yang. You should clean up your own house first before discussing other matters."

With that, he turned and reentered the mountain’s interior.

The Kaiyang Sword, which had been standing in the distance like a boundary marker, then rose automatically, flying back to "Chen Donglou" and merging with the other sword lights to become one before disappearing.

Even though "Chen Donglou" had taken the Kaiyang Sword and vanished, Guo Ling dared not make any reckless moves for some time.

Jiang Yu, meanwhile, began contacting Pure Yang Palace. Simultaneously, black mysterious ice formed around her body, spreading towards Guo Ling. "Give up your futile resistance," she declared. "You cannot escape."

Guo Ling’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, but he indeed did not make any rash movements.

Although Chen Donglou was no longer visible, from this current distance, he could unleash a sword strike at any moment.

The Golden Core Externalization defense of a Dan Ding Cultivator is strong. However, witnessing the sheer power of that earlier strike, Guo Ling knew that if he were hit, his situation wouldn’t be much better than Zheng Dongying’s. He would be severely injured, if not killed.

At this distance, it was very difficult for him to dodge or escape. Moreover, there was Jiang Yu, a formidable enemy.

Their direct confrontation from before had made the situation clear. To some extent, Jiang Yu, a fellow sect member, was the nemesis of Taoist Alchemy Cauldron Sect cultivators like Guo Ling.

In a one-on-one fight without allies, he couldn’t win, and even fleeing was difficult. Even contemplating a desperate fight was challenging. Jiang Yu’s Supernatural Ability Methods were particularly adept at capturing her targets alive.

Inside the mountain, Lei Jun temporarily ignored the situation outside between Jiang Yu and Guo Ling. He still maintained the appearance of Chen Donglou, redirecting his attention to the Eight Scenic Winds within the mountain’s interior.

Due to his earlier destruction, the Eight Scenic Winds no longer retained their previous seamless form. This "cage" had shown flaws, and the imprisoned Wang Xuan immediately attempted to break free, hoping to escape.

Unfortunately, his Nascent Soul had grown too weak after prolonged erosion. It not only failed to escape the confines of the Eight Scenic Winds but also struggled as the winds began to close in again after Lei Jun’s earlier departure.

Lei Jun waved his hand. The Seven-Star Sword, splitting and striking in concert, immediately resumed cutting into the Eight Scenic Winds.

In the end, the special wind wall formed by the Eight Scenic Winds finally collapsed. Before these astral winds could start wreaking havoc, Lei Jun waved his hand again.

Seven streams of sword light circulated, drawing the strands of astral wind back together before they were finally compressed into a single orb of light.

As the astral winds dissipated, the light of a Nascent Soul suddenly appeared in their place. The light, barely maintaining a human form that resembled rippling water, was somewhat unstable.

The figure appeared to be a middle-aged Taoist, precisely the image Lei Jun had of Wang Xuan, the former Vermilion Bird Elder of the Pure Yang Palace. This man, like Gu Han, had once been an outstanding figure among the younger generation cultivators in Pure Yang Palace. But he had taken a completely different path.

In the prior chaos caused by the Guanlong demons, it was he who had taken the fall for Gu Han. Only after the deeds of Feng Yi, Gu Han, and others were exposed, and the affairs of the Mortal Tao Country gradually came to light, did part of the truth emerge. Yet, the mystery surrounding Wang Xuan’s life, death, and thoughts persisted, until today.

When Wang Xuan saw the hemp-clad Mount Shu Taoist before him, he was momentarily taken aback. "You... Chen Donglou? You’re not dead?"

He had officially dealt with Chen Donglou more than once in the past. Though not friends, he was far more familiar with Chen Donglou than Guo Ling or Jiang Yu were. However, he too was unable to see through Lei Jun’s disguise and was shocked by Chen Donglou’s reappearance. "You’re not dead?"

"What if I’m not?" "Chen Donglou" retrieved the orb and the Magical Sword. "As for you," he said, "you barely have a breath left. Conserve it."

After leaving the mountain’s interior, he did not depart immediately but looked towards the south.

At this time, Jiang Yu had already frozen Guo Ling with black Pure Yin Mysterious Ice and likewise looked southward.

There, the figure of Lü Jinduan appeared, hurrying over in their direction. Upon seeing "Chen Donglou," the elder Taoist’s expression flashed with a hint of surprise. Lü Jinduan’s astonishment grew even more when he saw Wang Xuan’s Nascent Soul float out from the mountain’s interior. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Master Lv..." Wang Xuan observed him for a moment, and after a long pause, he let out a deep sigh.

In these circumstances, he did not know whom to trust. To some degree, he even trusted Chen Donglou of the Mount Shu Sect, who was Muwu Yuzi but also known for his carefree nature, more than his own sect members. But given the current situation, he had few other choices, and it was hard to imagine a worse outcome.