I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 383 - 311: The Pursuit

In the Spirit Realm’s Three Extremes Domain, the atmosphere within the Bai Chu Sect Master’s Hall was oppressively intense.

The imperial desk crafted from purple sandalwood was covered in cracks from an invisible pressure, while the spirit tea bowl on the desk fell to the ground and shattered, the scalding tea splattering, yet freezing into ice shards midair under the condensed Golden Qi.

Bai Changqing stood with his hands behind his back in the hall, his body trembling slightly beneath his plain Daoist robe, his usually gentle face now filled with rage, his graying beard standing on end from fury.

He had cultivated in seclusion for ten thousand years, having long attained a mind like an ancient well without waves, yet today’s events truly touched his bottom line.

For Bai Changqing, this was his only hope to overcome the third Longevity Dao Tribulation.

He had only five hundred years of lifespan remaining. If he couldn’t break through to mid-stage Void Refining using the essence of the Small Thousand World, the arrival of the Dao Tribulation would undoubtedly result in a soul-destroying fate.

Yet, contrary to his wishes, the continuous bad news dashed his hopes again and again.

"Useless! A bunch of useless!"

Bai Changqing’s voice thundered within the hall like a sudden clap of thunder, causing the glazed tiles of the ceiling to hum and vibrate:

"A blockade of millions of miles, a hundred Divinity Transformation Cultivators, fifty supervision arrays, such a Heaven and Earth Net, and yet two lower realm cultivators managed to break through!"

Kneeling below were several Divinity Transformation Cultivators in gray robes, their heads bowed low, their backs already soaked in cold sweat, not daring to breathe loudly.

They were all the Law Enforcement Elders of the Bai Chu Sect, responsible for this encirclement operation, yet at this moment, they could only allow the presiding elder to reprimand them.

Bai Changqing gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with confusion and resentment:

"How did those lower realm cultivators respond so quickly? The routes they chose were all gaps between arrays and blind spots of earth veins, so cunning."

With a sudden sweep of his sleeve, a water mirror about a square meter wide appeared out of thin air in the hall, the spirit light of the water mirror flowing, clearly reflecting the battle scenes from some time ago.

In the image, Celestial Venerable Xiaoyao donned the Celestial Will Four Symbols Daoist Robe, with phantom images of the Four Symbols revolving around him. In his hand, a Tier Five Dao Artifact, the "Four Symbols Fan," lightly waved, stirring up overwhelming winds, thunder, rain, and lightning, completely deflecting the attacks of the two mid-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivators.

Celestial Venerable Zuo Xuan, on the other hand, wielded the Primordial Earth Magnetic Cauldron. The cauldron’s body expanded to a thousand feet in size, the earth-yellow spirit light transforming into a massive mountain, firmly suppressing a mid-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator’s Gold Element Divine Techniques.

"With cultivation at the early stage of Divinity Transformation, yet wielding a Tier Five Dao Artifact, and having comprehended High Grade Dao Principle to the Third Realm, it’s no wonder they can battle across realms!"

Bai Changqing’s voice carried a hint of greed as he stared intently at the two figures within the water mirror:

"Indeed, it’s a treasure trove of Small Thousand World, scarce in resources yet able to nurture such Venerables of Enlightenment!"

Though angry, he was well aware of the value of these two—if he could capture them and force out the coordinates of the Small Thousand World, it wouldn’t matter even if ten or a dozen escaped.

"Fortunately, not completely useless."

Bai Changqing’s gaze fell on the corner of the water mirror, where two strands of pale golden spirit light were flickering:

"Obtaining these two individuals’ aura, with the guidance of the Heaven-Searching Skill, they won’t escape."

He raised his hand and took out a Communication Jade Talisman, dripping essence blood onto it with his fingertip:

"Fellow Daoist Chu, I can’t trust these useless ones, so I’ll trouble you to take action personally and make sure to capture those two lower realm cultivators!"

On the other end of the jade talisman, Chu Renxiong was deducing a star map. Hearing this, a look of determination flashed in his eyes as he immediately got up:

"Rest assured, brother, even if they escape to the ends of the earth, I can still capture them back!"

With that, his figure transformed into a stream of earth-yellow light, disappearing within the Star Cave.

Just as Bai Changqing’s anger slightly subsided, a hurried Communication Talisman landed in his hand.

"Presiding Elder! Another lower realm cultivator found! This person cultivates the Path of Yin Yang, truly formidable, even we five can’t subdue him with the God Locking Array!"

The Communication Talisman carried the urgent voice of the Law Enforcement Elder, mingled with the clash of metal and iron.

Bai Changqing was invigorated, his divine sense probing the location locked by the Communication Talisman. Upon seeing the coordinates of that area, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face:

"Unbelievable! Still within the Huangqiu Plain’s bounds!"

Without hesitation, he quickly performed a sealing, golden Qi surging around him, tearing open a void passage about a meter wide, connecting to the battlefield thousands of miles away.

With one step, Bai Changqing entered, his figure instantly vanishing from the hall.

...

In the west of Huangqiu Plain, atop Broken Cloud Peak, the battle was in full swing.

Five Divinity Transformation Cultivators of the Bai Chu Sect, clad in Daoist robes, formed the God Locking Array, its hub held by a late-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator wielding the array banner, countless golden runes like chains, suppressing towards the center.

And at the center, a Golden-Winged Roc was spreading its wings and spiraling, its body covered in gleaming golden feathers, its sharp beak and talons glinting coldly,

uttering a Yin Yang Golden Bridge, the bridge spinning, evolving the Dao Principle of "Yin Birth and Yang Destruction," fully deflecting the golden runes.

The left wing of the Golden-Winged Roc was stained with blood, feathers scattered all over the ground, clearly showing signs of a prolonged battle.

"God Locking Sealing Realm!" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The Law Enforcement Elder at the Array Hub shouted, and the five of them simultaneously formed seals, causing the light of the Array Patterns to surge.

Countless Gold Element Blade Auras surged out from the array, pouring down on the Golden-Winged Roc like a torrential rain. Wherever the Blade Auras passed, even the void was sliced into fine cracks.

A hint of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, knowing that passive defense would only lead to inevitable death.

Immediately, it let out a sharp screech, its body suddenly expanded to one hundred thousand zhang in size, the head of the Roc tilting back, and its beak opened wide, instantly unleashing a terrifying devouring power from its mouth.

This was the Innate Divine Technique of the Golden-winged Roc Race, Swallowing Heaven and Earth!

The moment the Divine Technique was unleashed, a massive black vortex appeared above Broken Cloud Peak, with a singularity at its center, flickering with Yin Yang Qi.

As the Gold Element Blade Auras poured down and touched the vortex, they were drawn in by an invisible force, rushing into the vortex one after another.

"It’s the Divine Technique of the Roc Race!"

The cultivators of the Bai Chu Sect’s faces changed dramatically, wanting to retract their Divine Techniques, but it was already too late.

The Blade Auras, upon entering the vortex, were instantly enveloped and crushed by the Yin Yang Qi, transforming into pure Gold Element Spiritual Qi, flowing into the belly of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable through the vortex.

The abdomen of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable swelled, a faint golden light shimmering all over its body, its eyes tightly shut, the Roc’s chest heaving violently, clearly in the process of refining these violent Spiritual Qi with all its might.

Within, the Yin Yang Dao Principle was operating at high speed, stripping away the violent impurities from the Gold Element Spiritual Qi, converting it into nourishing pure energy for itself.

The wound on the damaged left wing was visually regrowing golden feathers at an observable speed, with the dripping blood gradually stopping, and its initially languid aura slowly rising once more.

"Damn it, don’t give him room to breathe!"

The Law Enforcement Elder roared in anger, waving the Array Banner in his hand, intending to urge the array to intensify the attack.

But the Golden Feather Demon Venerable would not give him the chance, the devouring power of Swallowing Heaven and Earth suddenly intensified, even pulling a strand of the Gold Element Spirit Light emitted by the array into the vortex.

Yet, at this moment, the void suddenly twisted, and a terrifying mighty pressure descended from the sky as Bai Changqing’s figure emerged from the Void Passage.

As he appeared, he immediately unfolded his Dao Domain—Countless Golden Qi surged from the void, instantly transforming into a golden world, converting all the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth into sharp golden blades, fiercely suppressing the Yin Yang vortex.

"Crack!"

The vortex emitted a crisp sound, the devouring power instantly collapsed, and the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, as if struck by a heavy blow, spat out a mouthful of golden blood, its body staggering back into human form, dressed in a golden brocade robe, blood at the corner of its mouth, eyes full of solemnity.

"Void Refining Cultivator!"

The heart of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable sank, but there was also a hidden sense of fortune, for it had just restored a few strengths through Swallowing Heaven and Earth, otherwise, it feared it wouldn’t have been able to withstand even a single move from the opponent.

"Senior, my Golden-winged Roc Race has always been on good terms with the Human Race. I have already sent a Communication Talisman to the clan elders, and they will arrive soon! Do you really wish to provoke such enmity with my Golden-winged Roc Race?"

"Enmity?"

Bai Changqing snorted coldly, his Dao Domain’s pressure increasing by threefold:

"This seat is merely inviting a young friend to stay at Bai Chu Sect for a few days. Once your clan’s elder arrives, you will naturally be returned unharmed."

Being at the end of his lifespan, he could no longer care about tribe forces. As long as he could extract the coordinates of the Small Thousand World from the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, offending the Golden-winged Roc Race was a risk he was willing to take.

The pressure of Bai Changqing’s Dao Domain was like a mountain pressing down.

The aura the Golden Feather Demon Venerable had just recovered with Swallowing Heaven and Earth suddenly waned, the protective layer formed by the Yin Yang Dao Principle shattered inch by inch, knowing full well the chasm between Void Refining Cultivators and Divinity Transformation.

If it forcibly resisted, it would only result in the annihilation of its Primordial Spirit, so it had no choice but to retract all its sharpness and, in human form, surrender meekly.

"I... I am willing to accompany Senior, but just now, using the Divine Technique has aggravated my injuries. I ask Senior to temporarily ease the Dao Domain’s pressure."

Seeing this, Bai Changqing waved his hand to withdraw the Dao Domain, flicking his finger to produce a golden rope, temporarily sealing the meridians of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, yet without humiliation, instead speaking gently:

"Little friend, come with me to the sect for now. Once the situation is clear, you will be given an explanation to the Golden-winged Roc Race."

...

In the depths of Bai Chu Sect, the "Jingxin Pavilion," sandalwood incense wafted, and Spirit Tea effused aroma.

The Golden Feather Demon Venerable, dressed in a satin guest robe, sat before a purple sandalwood table, with porridge made from thousand-year Spirit Rice placed in front, two maids standing respectfully by the side.

For the past half month, although Bai Changqing had not lifted his seal, he had not mistreated him either, supplying cultivation resources daily that were even more generous than those for an ordinary Inner Sect Elder.

Bai Changqing sat opposite, contemplating inwardly:

"The Golden-winged Roc Race is presided over by a Tribulation Crossing Daoist Monarch. If I can extract the coordinates of the Xiaoqian from the other two Human Race cultivators, there’s truly no need to gain enmity with such a formidable race for a single captive."