Volume 1, Chapter 28: I Bought That Wasteland on the Outskirts of the Capital

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Shen Ci’s face was deathly pale. With difficulty, she reached behind her coiffure and gently drew out the golden phoenix hairpin. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, slipping over her slender shoulders and carrying the cool fragrance of her tresses straight into Wang Zhi’s nose. The blood-red setting sun fixed its final streak of crimson upon her lips, vivid and as mournful as a shriek.

Her formidable cultivation, already at the late Nascent Soul stage, appeared all the more terrifying under the reinforcement of the lightning punishment.

Though everyone’s expressions were grim, the things that had to be done still had to be done. Yet now, in addition to the shadow of the ghost race, an even heavier burden had settled over their hearts. Wu Di was filled with countless emotions as well. When he had first begun learning the arts of cultivation, it had merely been at someone else’s request. What, in the end, had it all become?

Wu Lei narrowed his eyes slightly. Had he not come here, he truly would never have known that Wu Lei concealed so many secrets.

As he walked along the street and saw the throngs of people bustling about, Feng Yong suddenly felt that he had overlooked something.

“Uncle Fu—” Seeing Uncle Fu in that state, Wu Di immediately cried out in alarm. Acting on instinct, he sprang from the ground and shot toward him like an arrow.

The procedure demanded an extraordinary degree of control over the body’s acupoints, as well as precise command of the amount of elemental force within. The slightest error would not only cost the patient his life, but could also cause the person administering the needles to suffer a backlash.

Shen Ci sat and waited for a while. Once the clay was half-dry, she turned the wheel and used a knife to shave and shape it, making the vessel walls even and the inner and outer surfaces smooth. At last, she completed the portion that had to be done on the potter’s wheel.

I sneered inwardly. Well, look at you, Worthy Consort—how dare you slander me so recklessly before His Majesty? But you were clever only to outwit yourself. If you had spoken ill of me, that would have been one thing, but you had to drag the Emperor into it as well. Were you not simply asking to humiliate yourself?

It seemed they had come only to arrest someone; they had not brought Consort Li with them. My heart sank, and I knew that I might be finished. Uneasily, I looked toward Hua Feixue. If he learned that they had not brought Consort Li, what would he do to me?

A faintly chilly breeze brushed the treetops, and a few withered yellow leaves drifted gently downward. The breeze then slipped through the cracks of the mortal world and continued on toward some unknown destination.

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“After hearing what you just said, I knew that you had already found your own path. It seems there was no need for me to say any of this to you. At your current level, you have probably already reached the Realm Without a Sword,” Xiao Bai said.

“Really? At last, we can go and see those legendary races!” Lin Dong said excitedly. The legendary dragon race, the divine race, the angelic gods, the Titans—he would finally be able to meet them all.

“The Ancient Covenant? If I truly wanted to kill you, do you think this would be enough to restrain me?” A glint flashed through Zhang Yue’s eyes.

“What kind of absurd rule is this? It is bad enough that even one’s own biological son cannot be buried within a hundred miles. And now you have actually sent his body out to feed the wolves?” Xiao Bai was furious. No matter what the rule might be, it could never outweigh human decency. Even if he had been the one to kill the man, the dead man had at least helped him, so Xiao Bai would not simply stand by and do nothing.

“Hold tightly to my mane, both of you!” the piebald horse called out. Then it threw back its head and let out a long neigh. In an instant, it shot toward the cliff like an arrow released from a bow and leaped over the edge.

Such a luxurious garden received only the upper echelons of Jiangning City, with the occasional admission of scholars and learned men of considerable renown. An ordinary person who merely tried to cling to the garden gate and peer inside would be driven away with a flurry of cudgels.

“Can the Seed of the Universe be used as material for my advancement into a Supreme Divine Kingdom?” Zhang Yue asked curiously.

She had yet to catch sight of the person ahead. Hong Ying felt as though she had been left far, far behind.

Now that the imperial army was pressing in, it was impossible to go out and seize provisions. Forty thousand people meant forty thousand mouths; trying to fill their stomachs by fishing was simply unrealistic.

She had already received word of what had happened that night. The shock in her heart was beyond description.

This was the most common savage beast used for transportation in Lost Sky City—the Wilderness Beast. It was merely a sixth-rank savage beast, but because of its enormous body, powerful cultivators often used it as a mount.

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“Hiss—hiss!” A grating sound like cloth being torn apart rang out. Li Pai’s blade-light, which looked like a strip of white cloth, was split open down the middle by the blood-red saber. Though its ten-zhang length made for an intimidating sight, its actual quality was unfortunately quite poor.

Nuha loudly announced himself at the door. Only after hearing permission to enter did he lift the curtain and step inside.

“Don’t ‘nothing’ me—what exactly happened? How good is Nie Feng’s medical skill? The leader is very concerned about this matter!” Xiao Yuan said anxiously.

“Exactly. The Wicked Daoist’s notoriety has spread far and wide, but I do not think he necessarily acted out of malice this time,” Ping’er said. She told Ruan Chen that the Wicked Daoist had not only defiled the Ling family’s ancestral shrine with excrement and scrawled all over the memorial tablets, but had also deliberately left behind the words: “This poor Daoist, without a shred of virtue, passed through here.”

“This is before the Buddha himself, in a pure and tranquil Buddhist sanctuary. Fighting and killing here offends public morality and constitutes blasphemy and disrespect toward Buddhism,” Chen Liuhe said.

They were called middle-aged, but in truth, no one knew how many countless years they had survived. The extreme transformation of their physical bodies and the extraordinarily slow passage of their lifespans made them appear merely middle-aged.

The Origin did not care in the slightest, but Xiao Changsheng was different. He actually knew their weaknesses.

As for their own Fourth Brother, no one understood him better. He was extremely protective of his people, and Li Wei was one of his most capable subordinates—he would certainly shield him. These people had actually tried to ruin his reputation, whatever their motive might be. They would probably not enjoy the consequences.

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