109: Chapter 110 Master and Disciple of Yi Xin

"This..."

Shen Moyan cried out in shock, losing his composure.

A Golden Core is the point where essence, Qi, and spirit converge with spiritual items; it is the seed of energy and Laws.

The Purple Mansion is a Domain opened by Divine Sense, the embryonic form of a world evolved from Dao Rhyme.

This was an iron Law of the cultivation world, a path verified by countless ancient sages.

The Golden Core and the Purple Mansion—one a point, the other a Domain—how could they be equal? Let alone combined?

But True Person Linglong had done it.

In her Purple Mansion Domain, governed by the Seven Stars, it was packed with densely packed Golden Core stars.

Her Purple Mansion was a Universe composed of countless Golden Core stars!

"My Revered Master said that rules are meant to be broken!" True Person Linglong curled her lips dismissively.

Shen Moyan was dumbfounded, his mind suffering an unprecedented shock.

He could clearly feel just how terrifying the potential of this Star Sea Purple Mansion was.

Restraining her aura, the starry sky above the Yixin Pavilion returned to its original state. True Person Linglong blinked playfully:

"How is it? My 'Golden Core Star Sea' isn't bad, right?"

"Although it was quite a hassle to build—I almost turned myself into a sky full of stars and couldn't pull myself back together... but anyway, I finally succeeded!"

Shen Moyan remained speechless for a long time, his heart filled with an inexpressible sense of shock and admiration.

He finally understood why True Person Linglong's thinking was so erratic and her actions so difficult to predict.

Because her Dao Heart and her cognition had long since surpassed that of an ordinary person.

"Not long? You spent very little time, Immortal Master?" Shen Moyan asked in surprise.

"I went into seclusion in a subordinate plane. The time flow in some subordinate planes is different from the Three Thousand Prefectures. I spent about five hundred years in seclusion before I used the [Absolute Identity] Dao Rhyme to copy and expand the Golden Cores to such a scale."

"In Mountain and Sea, probably less than a week has passed."

"Immortal Master... you are a great talent."

Shen Moyan took a deep breath and praised her sincerely.

No wonder she was called the number one person below the Guizang Realm.

Transforming one's body into a Universe was not something an ordinary Guizang Realm Cultivator could defeat.

"Thank you, Immortal Master, for manifesting the Great Dao." Shen Moyan bowed solemnly once more; he had gained much today.

"Alright, the Great Dao is endless."

True Person Linglong waved her hand, her tone lightening up.

"I hope that one day, I can see you, Fellow Daoist Shen, walk your own path of transcendence."

Before leaving, they exchanged contact information, and True Person Linglong gave Shen Moyan her blessings.

After Shen Moyan left, only Xuanji, True Person Linglong, remained in the Yixin Pavilion.

She strolled to the center of the pavilion, waved her hand to make a jade go board appear, and sat down, smoothing her robes.

On the board, black and white pieces were scattered like stars, appearing to be an unfinished endgame with a complex situation full of killing intent.

Xuanji picked up a smooth black piece, rubbing it gently between her fingers as her gaze fell upon the board.

She no longer had her previous liveliness or cunning; instead, her eyes held an inexpressible sense of confusion.

"Revered Master..."

She suddenly spoke, her voice soft like a mumble in a dream.

"Look at this move, how should I play it?"

"Xuanhuang has left. Should I slay His great dragon, or... find another way?"

The sound-isolating Formation was inadvertently opened, and the sounds of the sea and sky drifted into the pavilion.

Opposite True Person Linglong, there was no one.

Yet she acted as if she had heard a response, nodding slightly as a flash of realization crossed her eyes: "Yes, I understand. The false is real, the real is false, the heavenly secrets are unpredictable..."

She placed the black piece down gently in a tricky position, suddenly putting several seemingly isolated white pieces in a corner of the board in grave danger.

"Hehe, if you could see my Purple Mansion Golden Cores now, Revered Master, you would surely be proud of me."

One piece after another, she sometimes pondered and sometimes whispered, discussing the game with that invisible "Revered Master."

Until the sun set in the west, dyeing the pavilion a warm gold, the game approached its end.

Xuanji resigned the game and smiled: "Revered Master's chess skills are profound; I have lost again."

She began to pack away the chess pieces unhurriedly, her movements elegant.

However, as she placed the last white piece into the jar, her movements paused slightly.

She looked up, her eyes vacant, staring at the empty seat opposite her, a look of confusion reappearing on her beautiful face.

"Revered Master...?"

Her red lips parted as she murmured softly.

"Who... is Revered Master?"

...After the Dao discussion was completed.

To ensure that True Person Linglong wouldn't find his original body, Shen Moyan ordered his paper figures Clone to immediately commit suicide and destroy all evidence.

Thus, he severed the Karma.

Shen Moyan then immediately connected to the Nine Songs Net.

It wasn't that he distrusted the insights Xuanji had given during the Dao discussion.

In fact, those insights were often sharp and to the point, greatly benefiting his efforts to stabilize his Purple Mansion and deepen his comprehension of "Seeing Xiyi."

Rather, it was True Person Linglong herself and the many contradictions in her words that made Shen Moyan uneasy.

Especially the "Revered Master" she repeatedly mentioned with a voice full of dependence.

"Search for True Person Linglong, Xuanji."

Shen Moyan paid Spirit Stones and sent a search request to the Nine Songs Net.

The information on the Nine Songs Net was vast, and for the public information of famous experts like her, the retrieval speed was extremely fast.

Light flickered on the light screen, and entries regarding "True Person Linglong" quickly appeared:

Dao Title: True Person Linglong (Xuanji)

cultivation: Purple Mansion Realm Great Perfection (Seven Divine Abilities Great Immortal Master, recognized as the number one person below Guizang in Seven Stars Prefecture)

Title: exquisite hand linglong (Possesses extremely high attainments in Artifact Refining, Formations, Medicinal Pills, and Talismans; proficient in all hundred arts of cultivation)

Background: Loose Cultivator

... "How the hell can this be a Loose Cultivator?"

Shen Moyan's gaze shifted, staring intently at the line describing her lineage.

Below was a detailed verification note: "After verification from multiple sources, True Person Linglong appeared in Tianshu County of the Seven Stars Prefecture two hundred years ago. At that time, she already had a Peak Mortal Transformation cultivation. She claimed to be a Loose Cultivator and had never joined any Sect under the Holy Court."

"Her Cultivation Technique may have been granted by the origin dao preaching stele during a Dao Blight. There are no records of her having a clear lineage in the records of the various factions of Seven Stars Prefecture or the Holy Court."

No lineage!

The verification of the Nine Songs Net was usually extremely rigorous, especially for basic information on well-known Cultivators like True Person Linglong; it was almost impossible for there to be an error.

Then who was that "Revered Master" True Person Linglong spoke of?!

"Could she be a Three Lives Reincarnator?"

Shen Moyan pondered.

With Zheng Quan as an example, there were quite a few Three Lives Reincarnators in the Holy Court.

Shen Moyan didn't feel it was right to pry further into her privacy; that would be overstepping.

"Forget it, building the Purple Mansion is more important."

In the following days, Shen Moyan, in the capacity of a Formation Master, used his Clones to visit many Immortal Masters in Seven Stars Prefecture, learning many secrets of the Purple Mansion from them.

Tianshu County, Blessed Land Immortal Cave.

Breakthroughs here had official protection from the Holy Court; nothing would go wrong.

Shen Moyan sat cross-legged, holding the Holy Court death exemption gold plaque that contained a wisp of Xuanhuang Emperor Lord's Dao Rhyme in his palm.

Under the dim light, the gold plaque flowed with a restrained and noble yellow-black luster, as if it carried the weight of eternal ages.

Shen Moyan did not attempt to refine it; after all, it was a token of the Emperor Lord, and acting recklessly would surely invite divine punishment.

"I'll try once. If there's an accident, I'll immediately use the Final Stroke to restart."

He held his breath and focused, circulating the Scripture of Severing All Manifestations.

His mind was extremely concentrated as he cautiously guided a sliver of his spiritual awareness to gently touch and resonate with that dormant wisp of the Emperor Lord's Dao Rhyme deep within the gold plaque.

The moment his spiritual awareness touched that wisp of Dao Rhyme, the gold plaque trembled slightly, and a vast will that spanned across endless time and space crashed into his Sea of Consciousness!

"Ugh..."

Shen Moyan let out a muffled groan. Blood instantly seeped from his seven orifices, and his Divine Soul felt as if it had been thrown into a furnace to be smelted; the pain was unbearable.

Before Shen Moyan's thoughts could even react, the scene in his Xiyi Perspective suddenly changed!

As if crossing through eternal time and space, he stood at the edge of a vast and boundless Chaos where heaven and earth were not yet divided.

Beneath his feet were shattered mountains and rivers; all living beings were extinct, and blood flowed like rivers.

Above his head, the blue sky was obscured, and a black sun hung in the void.

The air was thick with a sense of the primordial era, carrying a suffocating feeling of sorrow and rage.

Shen Moyan looked up, focusing his vision on the center of the Chaos.

Before him stood a giant that reached the heavens. His skin was bronze, and his muscles were coiled like Dragons, radiating a boundless and majestic power of blood and Qi.

Shen Moyan's pupils shrank.

The existence before him was none other than an ancient Divine Being.

Kuafu!

Kuafu's eyes were blood-red, staring intently at 'Shen Moyan'.

"Outsider thief, return my Mountain and Sea!"