64: Chapter 64

After a few simple pleasantries with the Bamboo Mountain Sword Sect, Fairy Qiyue led Li Pingan and the other two away from the Bamboo Mountain Sword Sect.

Next, they needed to search for Opportunities within this great hall.

If they stayed together, it would be quite inconvenient. When Magic Treasures and Medicinal Pills were discovered, who would they belong to? It wasn't as if the two parties could start a fight to snatch them.

Friendship is one thing, but interests are another!

After Xiao Lingxian finished recounting her and Li Pingan's encounter, Ye Hao also gave a brief account of his own gains.

Ye Hao looked at Li Pingan with admiration: "As expected of Senior Brother, even the Prodigy of Leaving Fire Pavilion was no match for you."

Li Pingan scratched his head with a sheepish grin, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Ye Hao continued, "However, Senior Brother, although your fists are fast, they aren't ruthless enough. If I had encountered that Chu Linger, Heavenly Pride of Li Huo Pavilion, I would have certainly pulled her up by the roots."

Xiao Lingxian spoke up in his defense, "Senior Brother Li was worried about causing unnecessary trouble for the Sect Master."

Qi Yue glanced at the three of them and commented, "With the talent of you three, you shouldn't be compared to this weakest Eastern Region. Even if you went to the Central Region, where crouching tigers and hidden dragons reside, the various Holy Lands would scramble to recruit you."

"I don't hope for such things. As long as I can repay Revered Master's kindness in the future, I'll be satisfied," Li Pingan said with a simple look in his eyes.

Ye Hao agreed with those words, but he still needed to go to the Netherworld Holy Land in the Central Region to seek revenge.

Xiao Lingxian, on the other hand, felt a sense of longing and anticipation. During her previous travels with her Revered Master, she had often heard her Revered Master comfort her by speaking of the wonders of the Central Region, where Golden Core Experts were as numerous as crucian carp crossing a river.

Previously, she had to worry about her own Physique and also refine a body for her Revered Master, so she had forgotten those stories after hearing them.

But now that she had joined the Dao Seeking Sect and met the Sect Master, not only was her Revered Master's problem resolved, but the Sect Master had also made a promise regarding her Nine Phoenix Burning Heaven Physique. Thus, Xiao Lingxian began to think more about these things.

The group walked for a while before stopping; a Formation was blocking the path ahead.

Fairy Qiyue narrowed her eyes to examine the area ahead, her expression turning slightly solemn.

Xiao Lingxian asked, "Revered Master, what's wrong?"

"This Formation is not simple; it might be a bit troublesome." Fairy Qiyue pinched her fingertips, and a wisp of silver-white Spiritual Power condensed in her palm, transforming into a spiritual phantom that was no different from a real Immortal Master.

With a flick of her finger, the spiritual phantom charged into the Formation ahead like an arrow leaving a bow.

After only a few steps, the air around the spiritual phantom began to warp, and the once-clear figure gradually became blurred.

"Buzz!"

Fairy Qiyue's elegant brows knitted together as the figure of a woman, who bore some resemblance to her, suddenly surfaced in her mind.

At the moment her thoughts wavered, the Spiritual Qi around Fairy Qiyue surged like a lake disturbed by a thrown stone, sending out layer upon layer of ripples with her as the center. Her white skirt and sleeves fluttered loudly, caught in the grip of the Spiritual Qi.

"Revered Master!" Xiao Lingxian called out softly in concern.

Fairy Qiyue's body stiffened slightly, and she shook her head as the figure in her mind dissipated. Only then did she restrain her emotions, her voice growing more solemn as she said:

"This Formation specifically attacks the Divine Soul, triggering the deepest hatred buried within a Cultivator's heart. At best, it causes one to lose their way and turn on their allies; at worst, the Divine Soul is shattered by the illusion, leading to eternal damnation."

Hearing this, Li Pingan and the other two frowned in deep thought.

Ye Hao asked tentatively, "Does the Elder have a plan to deal with this?"

Fairy Qiyue gave a bitter smile, "I am not skilled in the Dao of Formations. The level of this Formation far exceeds the one in the square earlier. It cannot be broken by brute force."

Ye Hao was slightly startled; was this Formation actually troublesome even for a Nascent Soul Stage Expert?

As if seeing through Ye Hao's thoughts, Fairy Qiyue added, "If I were to enter alone, although I might not necessarily be able to break the Formation, I could at least ensure my own safety."

"The most dangerous aspect of this Formation is how it causes people to lose their way and disturbs their emotions."

Ye Hao instantly understood; Elder Qi Yue was afraid of hurting them.

If all four of them entered the Formation and Elder Qi Yue lost control of her emotions due to it, the consequences for the three of them would be unimaginable... Li Pingan said in a heavy voice, "Then what should we do now?"

Qi Yue scanned the surroundings, glancing at the eager Azure Nether Sword Sect and the distant Crimson Firmament Sect. "Let's wait and see; perhaps there will be another turning point."

Had she known, she should have taken the time to study the Dao of Formations while in the Central Region; then she wouldn't be in such an awkward position today.

Fairy Qiyue looked up at the Formation ahead, and a thought suddenly occurred to her: if only the Sect Master were here. With his mysteriousness, he would surely have a way to break the Formation... Within the Azure Nether Sword Sect's group!

Sect Master Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly as he listened to Wang Qingping's explanation.

"You mean even the Second Elder is powerless against this Formation?"

Wang Qingping shook his head bitterly, "The Second Elder said this Formation is too profound. It would be great if we could return to the Sect to consult some ancient records."

"Return to the Sect?"

"The arrow is on the string and must be fired! We've already reached this great hall; there's no time for him to return to the Sect." Zhao Wuji continued, "What happened to the two hundred Disciples thrown into the Formation?"

"Reporting to the Sect Master, after those Disciples entered the Formation, they all seemed to go mad, their faces flushed as they began to kill each other."

Zhao Wuji fell into deep thought, his resolute face showing a hint of solemnity.

Wang Qingping continued, "The Second Elder said this Formation shares similar principles with the one in the square; they were likely created by the same person. If there truly is a way to break the Formation, the key should lie in the word 'Illusion'."

Illusion?

Zhao Wuji paced back and forth twice before saying, "Fine, let me try and see just how profound this Formation really is."

The tall Wang Qingping said, "Sect Master, I will break the Formation together with you."

After some discussion.

Zhao Wuji led dozens of Sect experts as they rushed into the Formation.

Just as they stepped into the range of the Formation, a golden light suddenly flashed around them, and the scenery before their eyes changed abruptly.

The originally magnificent and brilliant hall vanished without a trace, replaced by a familiar and elegant bedroom. The silk quilt on the carved bed was in total disarray.

The sounds of a man and woman in a joyful tryst reached his ears, along with a man's questioning voice:

"Between me and your Brother Wuji, who is better?"

"You're terrible! Why do you always like to compare yourself with Brother Wuji?"

Zhao Wuji's pupils constricted, and his whole body stiffened. In the next second, his blood began to boil madly.

The hatred long frozen deep within his heart resurfaced; it was a scene he had witnessed upon returning from his travels during his Foundation Establishment stage.

The Dao Companion he had once cherished like a treasure was embracing a strange man. That man had a frivolous smile on his face, and the tenderness in his Dao Companion's eyes was a look he had never seen before.

Who could have imagined that the Sect Master of a dignified Hegemon-level Force would have such a past!

"Clang!"

Unable to endure the rage in his heart any longer, Zhao Wuji unsheathed his longsword. The cold, glinting blade sliced through the air, and the violent Spiritual Qi around him surged like crashing waves.

He struck with a single sword slash!

The sharp Sword Qi, accompanied by the sound of breaking air, headed straight for the bed.

With a splatter, the sword strike landed precisely on a Sect expert beside him who hadn't had time to react.

That expert's eyes were filled with disbelief as his body was split clean from shoulder to waist. Blood and organs gushed out as he fell straight to the ground, dying without ever understanding why he was killed by the Sect Master.

Before Zhao Wuji could even vent his frustration, the scene changed once more.

The Dao Companion he had once cherished like a treasure said with a look of disdain, "Every time, besides getting your saliva all over me, what else can you do?"