313: Chapter 313 There must be something fishy going on between the two of them...
Songhua County City.
Shui Liuli widened her purple eyes, curiously sizing up Ling Hao.
Her first impression was direct: this Sect Master Supreme of her aunt's... was truly good-looking.
Furthermore, the way he had just pinched that terrifying Heavenly Demon to death was simply absurdly strong.
Her questions didn't even need Shui Wanqing to answer.
"The... the Heavenly Demon was pinched to death?!"
"One move? He only used one move?!"
"My god! What kind of great power is that!"
The Cultivators of Songhua County City witnessed that shocking scene and exclaimed.
"It's him! It must be him!"
"The Sect Master of Moon Shadow Sect! The Co-Lord of Cangwu!"
"Supreme Moonshadow! Supreme Moonshadow has arrived!"
The sounds within the county city were clamorous, rising one after another.
Shui Wanqing leaned in the crook of Ling Hao's arm, watching her niece and the crowd's reaction, and gave a soft "Mm."
Ling Hao nodded slightly toward Shui Liuli, then retracted his gaze, continuing to channel Chaotic Spiritual Qi into Shui Wanqing to suppress the Yellow Springs Death Qi within her body.
Under the dual effects of the top-tier Medicinal Pill and Ling Hao's massive spiritual power, Shui Wanqing's pale complexion quickly regained its rosy hue, and her aura stabilized.
"Sect... Sect Master, that's enough..."
Shui Wanqing struggled to sit up; her niece's sparkling gaze made her truly embarrassed.
Ling Hao did not insist, letting go as she moved.
Shui Liuli's gaze darted back and forth between Ling Hao and Shui Wanqing, sensing something.
There must be something illicit between the two... no, wait, they definitely have a relationship!
At this moment, Su Fengyi and Gu Qingyao also flew down to the high platform.
Gu Qingyao immediately stepped forward to report:
"Your Majesty, Supreme, the exact location of the spatial rift has been confirmed; it is at the bottom of the Songhua River, the same place where the fragments of the Dingyue Gui were found last time.
This year, the flooding of the Songhua River has caused disaster and displaced the people; the root cause should be the strange power leaking from this rift, which has disturbed the water veins and earth energy."
Su Fengyi looked at Ling Hao: "Shall we go check the source?"
Ling Hao nodded: "Very well."
He looked at Gu Qingyao: "Lead the way."
Gu Qingyao acknowledged the order: "Yes!"
The three of them rose into the air and looked down.
They saw that on both banks of the Songhua River, the once fertile land had become a vast marshland; the muddy floodwaters had submerged villages and farmland, leaving only treetops and rooftops like isolated islands—a miserable sight.
Soon, they arrived at a spot by the Songhua River.
The muddy river water formed a huge vortex here, churning incessantly, with faint traces of spatial turbulence leaking out.
In the murky river water, a broken, dilapidated door panel was being swept by the torrent toward the bank.
On the door panel, a little girl of about eleven or twelve years old was gripping a corner tightly.
Her small face was pale as paper, her eyes tightly shut, and her soaked coarse hemp clothes were covered in mud.
Her long hair was stuck messily to her face, and she had already fainted from exhaustion.
Ling Hao's figure flashed, and he appeared beside the little girl.
He reached out and pressed his hand on her; his spiritual power instantly protected her heart meridians and dispelled the cold air and stagnant water within her body.
"Cough... cough cough..."
The little girl coughed violently, spat out some muddy water, and slowly opened her large, dazed eyes.
"Child, what is your name? Where is your home?"
Ling Hao asked gently.
"Cough... cough cough cough..."
At first, the girl's large eyes were filled with fear and wariness.
But when she saw the handsome, ethereal face of the person before her, and especially when she felt that warmth within her body, her wariness gradually melted away.
Suddenly, a muddy wave slammed fiercely toward the bank where they were, with quite a powerful momentum.
The girl widened her eyes in terror and subconsciously exclaimed toward Ling Hao:
"Careful! The wave!"
Ling Hao flicked his left sleeve casually backward.
The surging wave that was rushing toward them exploded with a boom while still a zhang away from them, turning into a sky full of water droplets and foam that scattered and fell; not a single drop splashed onto them.
The little girl was stunned, her pale little mouth slightly agape, and a light instantly burst forth in her eyes.
She tilted her little face up and said excitedly: "Are... are you an Immortal Master? Did you come to save us?"
Ling Hao nodded and asked gently again: "Can you tell me your name now? Where are your parents? I will have someone send you back."
The little girl answered weakly:
"I... I am called Xiao Ya... my home... my home is in Baishi Village... the flood... the flood washed away my mother and father... wuu..."
Thinking of the tragic scene, she couldn't help but sob.
Ling Hao shook his head helplessly.
Su Fengyi watched Ling Hao save this Mortal girl, and recalling his previous views on the Laws concerning Cultivators and Mortals in Wutong City, ripples stirred in her heart.
His concern for Mortals was truly not just empty talk.
"Qingyao,"
Su Fengyi instructed, "Take this child back to the county city to be properly settled.
Find a physician to treat her carefully and take good care of her.
Leave the follow-up matters here to the Supreme and me."
"Yes!"
Gu Qingyao carefully picked up the little girl and flew away.
Ling Hao's gaze turned toward the churning vortex in the river; the river water was exceptionally violent under the influence of the spatial turbulence.
"Spatial turbulence..."
Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, "It is actually quite lucky that this Heavenly Demon was able to escape from this."
True spatial turbulence rages in the depths of the Void Realm, and its power is so terrifying that even if a Mahayana Stage Cultivator were to be swept into it, it would mostly be a nine-deaths-and-one-life situation.
However, if the turbulence leaks into the outside world and interacts with the Laws of the present world, its power is greatly reduced, and a Tribulation Transcendence Stage Cultivator can barely resist it by relying on their formidable cultivation and protective Magic Treasure.
That Heavenly Demon was able to encounter turbulence in the Void Realm without dying on the spot, and could even be accidentally "ejected" to the bottom of this Songhua River—it could indeed be considered great luck to have picked up its life.
"Let's go down and take a look."
Ling Hao opened up a layer of solid Spiritual Qi shield, enveloping Su Fengyi within it as well.
It was unclear whether Ling Hao did it intentionally or unintentionally, but the shield was not large, and their bodies were inevitably pressed closely together.
Su Fengyi glanced at Ling Hao.
Seeing his focused expression staring at the river surface, she pursed her lips and did not say anything.
The two of them dived to the bottom of the river, braving the violent water currents and chaotic spatial forces.
In front of the rift, Ling Hao observed carefully for a moment and slowly said:
"This is an unstable spatial weak point, which can be considered a breach in the spatial barrier of the Three Provinces Realm.
Anything that enters the Void Realm has the possibility of being attracted by this breach and falling here."
In the Moonshadow Sect, Ling Hao would occasionally take True Disciples to the Scripture Pavilion to select Cultivation Technique and pass on teachings to them.
Having flipped through many books in the Scripture Pavilion, he had gradually become familiar with most cultivation knowledge.
Su Fengyi pondered: "That is to say, this Heavenly Demon might come from other provinces, or perhaps even from the Central Province?"
"In all likelihood, yes." Ling Hao nodded.
Su Fengyi asked suspiciously: "Can't your world-suppressing monument stabilize space? Why is this place..."
"Stabilization takes time, like smoothing out ripples on the water's surface."
Ling Hao explained, "The world-suppressing monument network has not yet fully covered and smoothed this area."
Su Fengyi frowned, "Then can it be suppressed?"
Ling Hao smiled confidently: "I can even seal the Northern Main Rift, so this is naturally not a problem; there is no need to even use the power of the wu tripod."
The two returned to the river surface.
Ling Hao stood in the void, his expression solemn, his hands forming profound Dharma seals.
"Suppress!"
As Ling Hao's word "Suppress" fell, in an instant, within the territory of the Wutong Divine Dynasty, regardless of distance, the standing world-suppressing monuments erupted simultaneously with dazzling beams of light, piercing the firmament.
These massive streams of light from all directions gathered and intertwined crazily in the high sky above them, turning into a river of light spanning the horizon, crashing down from the Nine Heavens.
The target was pointed directly at the churning spatial vortex at the bottom of the Songhua River.
The river of light slammed into the center of the vortex.
The violent spatial turbulence was instantly suppressed and smoothed out.
The huge vortex rapidly contracted and closed at a speed visible to the naked eye; the river surface quickly calmed, leaving only ripples.
The spatial weak point at the bottom of the Songhua River was completely suppressed and sealed.
...Meanwhile, in the True Demon Realm, the Demon Cloud Throne.
The towering throne hovered above endless demonic clouds.
Yan Yan Demon Ancestor sat with his eyes closed, his body burning with dark red demonic flames.
A Devil Emperor (Void Refinement Stage) flew over, bowed, and stood beneath the throne, saying anxiously:
"Reporting to the Demon Ancestor, a report just came in... the spatial weak point that was detected in the Three Provinces Realm a short while ago... has disappeared."
Yan Yan Demon Ancestor instantly opened his demonic eyes, and a crimson light flashed and vanished within the hall.
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