I Studied Abroad in the Modern Times-Chapter 154Book 2: : Jiushan Sect, Zhang Wuyi
Vol 2 Chapter 154 – Jiushan Sect, Zhang Wuyi
Zhenren Tongming didn’t continue forward.
Just like Great Sage Qingyun said, the two ended up sitting down and drinking together.
Martial Uncle Pang, on the other hand, was burning with anxiety and continued flying toward Jiushan Sect—Great Sage Qingyun didn’t even try to stop him.
The last image in the water screen was Martial Uncle Pang piloting the Five Dragons Palace, heading toward Jiushan Sect.
Ahead, the sky over Jiushan Sect was dyed a deep red.
“Martial Uncle Huang, that other Soul Formation cultivator… who is it?”
Zheng Fa asked after a moment of silence.
“Your Martial Uncle Pang had some guesses in his message. He suspects it might be a powerful demonic cultivator from ten thousand years ago—Ancestor of the Blood River,” Martial Uncle Huang replied, voice heavy. “But back then, he was only at late Nascent Soul. He hasn’t shown himself in the Xuanyi Realm for ages… rumor had it he already died and faded from the Dao.”
“Then…”
“At least when the message was sent, your Martial Uncle Pang was still fine.”
Martial Uncle Huang cut straight to the point, as if he already knew what Zheng Fa wanted to ask.
Seeing they were still silent, Martial Uncle Huang continued,
“Zhenren Tongming… at the very least, is holding off one Soul Formation cultivator for our Jiushan Sect.”
“The reason your Martial Uncle Pang sent this footage back is because it’s a matter too serious to explain clearly in writing. He wanted to warn us… we need to prepare.”
“Forget the extra Soul Formation cultivator for a second—even with just the Spirit Beast Sect and the demon race joining forces, things are already dangerous for us.”
Hearing that, Zheng Fa turned to him and said,
“Then please give the order, Martial Uncle.”
“Wuyi, you do it.”
Martial Uncle Huang turned to Senior Sister Zhang instead. Zheng Fa understood—although Martial Uncle Huang was senior in status, because he rarely left the Seventh Peak, he didn’t hold as much authority among the disciples as Zhang Wuyi did.
Senior Sister Zhang nodded, stepped forward onto the clouds, and her clear, commanding voice rang through the entire station:
“All disciples of Jiushan Sect, pack your things and gather here!”
Before long, all the nearby disciples assembled at the Thunder Pool.
Most of them looked confused, while some seemed to have expected this, but none spoke—they all turned to Zhang Wuyi.
Zhang Wuyi hesitated slightly, then turned to look at Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa paused, then spoke up:
“All disciples below the Golden Core stage—enter the Thunder Pool.”
“Those above Golden Core, follow Martial Uncle Huang!”
“The Thunder Pool Market will be abandoned for now!”
This was a contingency plan they’d long prepared.
Although many disciples looked surprised, with both Senior Sister Zhang and Martial Uncle Huang present, no one dared protest. They all followed Zheng Fa’s instructions.
As he watched them enter the Thunder Pool one by one, Martial Uncle Huang let out a quiet sigh.
But Zheng Fa kept watching Zhang Wuyi—he had a strange feeling about her today, like she was hiding something.
Zhang Wuyi also had her eyes on the disciples, like she didn’t notice Zheng Fa’s gaze—
Or maybe… she was avoiding it.
...
Zhang Wuyi quietly stepped into Martial Uncle Huang’s courtyard.
Martial Uncle Huang didn’t seem surprised by her arrival;he just silently looked at her.
Zhang Wuyi stood in front of him, then suddenly knelt and gave a gentle kowtow.
Martial Uncle Huang slowly closed his eyes.
“Speak.”
“Disciple asks Master… in the future, please watch over Junior Brother Zheng more. Don’t let him take unnecessary risks. Especially… please don’t let him come looking for me.”
“You’re going back?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Earlier, Junior Brother gave me some books. I figured out a few things…” Zhang Wuyi said softly. “Jiushan Ancestor… may have lost his mind during his Soul Formation breakthrough.”
“How do you know that?”
Zhang Wuyi hesitated, then answered honestly:
“I guessed.”
Martial Uncle Huang pressed, “How confident are you?”
“Fifty-fifty…”
“……”
“You’re planning to return to awaken the Ancestor?”
“Yes.”
Martial Uncle Huang stared at his disciple for a long time, not speaking.
“How will you do that?”
“Since that Blood River Ancestor hasn’t attacked Jiushan Sect yet… I want to see if I can awaken the Ancestor. If not, I’ll try to find a way to escape.”
Martial Uncle Huang exploded,
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“Escape?! Escape how?! He’s a Soul Formation cultivator!” he shouted. “There’s Yuan, there’s Pang, and now you want to go back—what’s left, just me? You think I’m scared of dying?”
Zhang Wuyi didn’t reply.
Seeing her like this, Martial Uncle Huang gritted his teeth,
“You really gonna leave your precious Junior Brother Zheng behind?”
Zhang Wuyi lowered her gaze and whispered,
“Junior Brother Zheng… is truly exceptional. I know how hard he’s been working on Spirit Wood Thunder. And now, he’s even figured out a way to keep me safe… Even if Jiushan Sect falls, I can still survive in the Heavenly Monument Realm.”
“Then why go back?!”
Zhang Wuyi looked off to the side,
“Master, I’ve thought about it. Hiding away with Junior Brother in the Heavenly Monument Realm wouldn’t be so bad.”
“……”
“But ever since I began cultivating, I’ve never taken a single step back…”
“Oh sure, you’re so great! Always causing trouble! Someone provokes you even a little and you just have to beat them into the ground!”
“If I didn’t have a way to wake the Ancestor, maybe I could talk myself into accepting that Soul Formation cultivators are beyond me, and hiding isn’t such a big deal… But I do have a way,” Zhang Wuyi said. “If I back down now… I’m not me anymore.”
“…And if you die, you’re definitely not you!”
“Master, ever since I joined the sect, I’ve used more spiritual resources than anyone. And every time I caused trouble outside, it was the elders who covered for me…”
“……” Martial Uncle Huang suddenly said, “If you leave, I’ll slap Zheng Fa to death!”
“……” Zhang Wuyi spoke softly, “You know what Zheng Fa means to Jiushan Sect, Master.”
“And besides… if I really don’t come back, then… Master.”
“Mm?”
“Please treat Junior Brother Zheng… as if he were me.”
“……”
“Senior Sister Zhang went back?”
Zheng Fa had been in his room absorbing the spiritual materials when Martial Uncle Huang barged in and told him about her departure.
Martial Uncle Huang glared at him, teeth clenched,
“What kind of books did you give her?! What the h**l did you teach her?!”
Zheng Fa ignored Martial Uncle Huang. He activated Wind Thunder Body, his figure flickering as he tried to chase after Senior Sister Zhang.
“Come back!”
A giant green hand suddenly appeared in the sky, grabbing Zheng Fa in its palm and holding him still.
“Martial Uncle?”
“Before she left, Wuyi was most worried about you! Let me keep an eye on you!”
“……”
“What did you teach her? Tell me.” Martial Uncle Huang added, “Oh, and these jade slips—she left them for you.”
Zheng Fa took the jade slips and scanned them with his divine sense—he instantly understood the whole story.
He had once suspected that the current Jiushan Ancestor was more like the original ancestor’s life-bound treasure.
And that the ancestor now was in some sort of Soul Formation-like state.
What he didn’t expect was that Senior Sister Zhang had taken her research into the spiritual energy circuits even deeper than he had.
She had apparently studied the spiritual energy flows in the True Form Talisman of Mountains and Rivers in great detail and discovered missing or faulty nodes.
To put it simply: Senior Sister Zhang had gone back to repair the computer...
And the reason she hadn’t told him was probably because she didn’t want him to face that kind of decision.
“What’s going on with these spiritual circuits in the jade slips? Explain it to me. Once I learn it, I’ll head to Jiushan Sect and awaken the Ancestor myself—bring her back.”
“…Martial Uncle, there’s not enough time…”
“...You really think I can’t understand? I just wasn’t interested before! You're only at Foundation Establishment. You think you can stump me, a Nascent Soul cultivator?” Martial Uncle Huang snorted, clearly insulted. “Back in the day, I was the one who taught Wuyi her arithmetic!”
“Speak!”
...
Three hours later.
“Martial Uncle?”
Zheng Fa called softly as he looked at Martial Uncle Huang’s thoroughly bewildered face.
“……” Martial Uncle Huang was silent for a long time before finally saying, “That Soul Formation method you guys mentioned earlier—what was it again?”
“……”
“You know what, maybe I should give that a try?”
...
In the courtyard, Zheng Fa took out the jade pendant Xiao Yuying had given him and channeled spiritual energy into it.
A green light flared from the pendant, forming Xiao Yuying’s figure in midair. She landed in front of Zheng Fa.
“You’re calling me already? Something happened to Jiushan Sect?”
Zheng Fa quickly told her that Zhenren Tongming had been stopped, and that Ancestor of the Blood River might have reappeared.
“Two Soul Formation cultivators?” Xiao Yuying frowned, thought for a moment, then smiled. “Then yeah, you were right to call me. I’ll take you out of Taiyang Prefecture as quickly as possible—they probably won’t bother chasing someone at Foundation Establishment…”
“No, Fairy Xiao, I’d like to ask you for a favor…”
“Nope!” Xiao Yuying rejected him flatly. “With two Soul Formation cultivators in play, I’m done with this.”
“……”
“Zheng Fa, I can guarantee saving your life, but anything else—I can’t help you with that…” Xiao Yuying said calmly. “Besides… you’re not worth me risking my life going up against two Soul Formation cultivators.”
That was so very Xiao Yuying.
And it was exactly why Zheng Fa had always hesitated to approach her—
She was probably just looking for a clever and useful underling. The “deal” she offered was to guarantee his survival—
Zheng Fa had never hoped for anything beyond that.
But today was different.
Zheng Fa said, “What if I could offer you something that would satisfy you, Fairy Xiao?”
“You?” Xiao Yuying laughed. “Out of everyone in Jiushan Sect, you’re the only one I have any interest in…”
“Fairy Xiao, that Primordial Magnetic Dao Body of yours—do you sometimes generate uncontrolled thunder?”
“……”
“When you use thunder techniques, do you feel a strange sense of attraction pulling at you?”
“…How do you know that?”
“……”
“Fairy Xiao, do you know what electromagnetic induction is?”
“…What kind of induction?”
“There we go. Now, if I told you my understanding of thunder techniques doesn’t come from some special talent—but just from knowing more than you do… would you believe me?”
Xiao Yuying stared blankly at Zheng Fa. She seemed to catch on a little, but was still confused.
“Fairy Xiao… if you want to know more, come find me.”
Zheng Fa watched as the jade pendant in front of him slowly dimmed, and let out a breath of relief.
He had always wondered what he could offer that would move Xiao Yuying—and after much thought, realized it wasn’t himself… it was his knowledge of modern physics.
Honestly, he’d been hesitant—his relationship with Xiao Yuying wasn’t nearly as close as with Senior Sister Zhang.
But…
Zheng Fa looked in the direction of Jiushan Sect. He didn’t know where Senior Sister Zhang was.
...
Senior Sister Zhang arrived at the gates of Jiushan Sect. At this point, the entire mountain-protecting formation was fully activated. Even she, a disciple of the sect, was blocked outside.
“Who goes there?”
A voice came from within—it was the Sect Master.
“Jiushan Sect, Zhang Wuyi.”
