342: Chapter 342 Water Moon

His slender fingers lightly stroked his chin as a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "This Fairy Shuiyue usually maintains a gentle, water-like demeanor, seemingly indifferent to worldly struggles. I didn't expect her to be hiding such an astounding secret."

No wonder the Tianshui Pavilion, despite being composed entirely of female cultivators who are not skilled in slaughter, can stand firm in this dog-eat-dog Xuanhuang Realm. It seems that while this special Physique is dangerous, it has also provided her with much convenience in her cultivation."

"However..." Lu Yuan's tone shifted, and his gaze became profound. "This Weak Water Tribulation is a life-and-death crisis for her, but for me, it is a perfect opportunity to subdue the Tianshui Pavilion."

The Tianshui Pavilion controls nearly thirty percent of the Medicinal Pill circulation and trade networks in the Xuanhuang Realm. If they can be brought under his banner, the Qingyun Dao Sect's resource supply will have no more worries.

Rather than using force to conquer her, it would be better to make her submit willingly.

Subsequently, his gaze moved to the second piece of blue intelligence.

"Sky-Swallowing Lion Emperor, Blood Withered Old Demon..."

Lu Yuan gave a cold laugh, a trace of disdainful cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes.

These two old fellows really haven't given up yet.

"Immortal Burial Abyss? A Demonic Path treasure?" He gave a light snort, his voice echoing in the main hall. "Two rats hiding in the gutter, thinking they can stay warm by huddling together? Very well, since you want to seek death, I will fulfill your wish."

But killing you now would be too boring. I'll just use your hands to scout the reality of that Immortal Burial Abyss.

When you have exhausted yourselves to obtain that so-called trump card and think you have hope for a comeback, I will then step in to crush your illusions. That kind of despair is much more interesting."

As for those few small fry spies who had snuck in, Lu Yuan didn't even bother to give them a direct look. Ants of this level would naturally be handled by the Disciples of the Enforcement Hall; they wouldn't be able to stir up any waves.

"The priority now is to first take down the Tianshui Pavilion."

Lu Yuan stood up, standing with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the hall's portal toward the direction of the Tianshui Pavilion.

"Three more days... Shui Yue, what will you choose?"

...

Three days' time might be long for a Mortal, but for a cultivator, it's just the time it takes to have a nap.

But for the Master of the Tianshui Pavilion, Fairy Shuiyue, these three days felt like years, every minute and every second a torment.

The morning of the third day.

At the Qingyun Immortal Mountain, mist swirled as the morning sun rose, casting golden light upon the churning sea of clouds, making it look like a golden ocean.

A streak of light flew in from the distant horizon at extreme speed, yet it carried a hint of unstable trembling.

The light passed through layers of mist and finally landed before the magnificent mountain gate of the Qingyun Dao Sect.

The light dissipated, revealing a graceful figure.

The newcomer wore an aqua-blue long dress, the hem fluttering gently in the mountain wind like rippling water.

She was exquisitely beautiful with a gentle temperament, like an ink wash painting emerging from the misty rain of Jiangnan. She was the Master of the Tianshui Pavilion, Fairy Shuiyue.

Only at this moment, her condition appeared exceptionally terrible.

That pretty face, usually rosy and translucent, was now as pale as transparent thin paper, without a hint of color.

Her lips had a strange bluish-purple tint; although she had carefully covered them with rouge, she still couldn't hide that sickly chill.

Her breathing was rapid and disordered. With every breath she exhaled, the surrounding air would condense into a thin layer of white frost.

In those beautiful eyes that were usually as calm as an ancient well, there was now anxiety, fear, and pain that were hard to conceal.

The cold Qi within her body was like an awakening evil Dragon, rampaging wildly through her Meridians. Every surge felt like billions of ice needles piercing her bone marrow.

"Shui Yue of the Tianshui Pavilion requests an audience with Sect Master Lu."

Fairy Shuiyue endured the overwhelming pain inside her and gave a deep, graceful bow to the Disciples guarding the mountain.

As the master of a pavilion, when had she ever performed such a grand salute to gate-keeping Disciples? But at this moment, she didn't care about dignity or status; her only thought was to see that man.

He was her only hope for survival.

Seeing that it was the Master of the Tianshui Pavilion, the mountain-guarding Disciples did not dare to be negligent. They quickly bowed in return and then sent out a sound transmission talisman.

A moment later, a majestic voice came from the main peak: "Let her come up."

Fairy Shuiyue's heart relaxed, yet tightened again.

She took a deep breath, mobilizing the last few bits of spiritual power in her body to suppress the cold Qi that was about to erupt, and stepped toward the main hall at the mountain peak.

This distance, which usually could be crossed in an instant, was exceptionally difficult for her to walk today.

With every step she took, she left a faint, frosty footprint on the stone stairs beneath her feet.

Finally, she was invited into the Qingyun Main Hall.

The hall was empty and solemn, with nine giant pillars carved with coiled dragons supporting the dome. An invisible pressure permeated the air.

Lu Yuan sat upright on the high platform's main seat, his white clothes as bright as snow and his black hair falling like a waterfall. His entire being radiated an aura of transcendence.

His expression was calm, and those eyes, as deep as the starry sky, indifferently watched this female titan of the Xuanhuang Realm walk in from below.

"Pavilion Master Shui Yue's arrival is a great honor. Forgive me for not welcoming you sooner."

Lu Yuan's voice was flat and neutral, showing no emotion. "I wonder what business has brought the Pavilion Master here in such a hurry?"

In truth, he had already seen through everything.

Within the perception of his Divine Sense, the Extreme Yin Cold Qi inside Fairy Shuiyue's body had reached its breaking point. It was like an ice volcano about to erupt, ready to completely consume her at any moment.

Fairy Shuiyue looked up at the high-and-mighty Lu Yuan, an indescribable surge of complex emotions rising in her heart.

She forced back the urge to let her teeth chatter and managed to squeeze out a strained smile, her voice weak as she said, "Sect Master Lu... I have come... to represent the Tianshui Pavilion to discuss an alliance with the Qingyun Dao Sect.

My Tianshui Pavilion is willing to offer thirty percent of our annual profits in exchange for..."

Before she could finish her sentence.

*Crack—*

A crisp sound abruptly rang out from within her body.

It was the sound of Meridians being frozen and being on the verge of shattering.

Immediately after, a terrifyingly intense cold Qi erupted from her body without warning!

Boom!

This cold Qi was no ordinary ice and snow; it was the cold of the "Weak Water" originating from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds.

In an instant, the temperature inside the entire hall plummeted below freezing.

A thick layer of black ice quickly formed on the floor, icicles hung from the beams and pillars, and even the air in the hall was frozen, making a series of tooth-aching "crack-crack" sounds.

Fairy Shuiyue's face instantly turned as pale as paper, even developing a layer of deathly gray frost.

"Ugh..."

She let out a painful groan, her hands tightly clutching her shoulders as her body trembled uncontrollably and violently.

That cold Qi not only froze her Physical Body but also rushed straight into her Sea of Consciousness along her Meridians. Even her Primordial Spirit seemed about to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

The Weak Water Tribulation had struck!

This time, the calamity was a hundred times more ferocious than any before!