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Chapter 108 Shocking News
Three people and a rice dumpling... The prisoners, bound beyond recognition, stood on a small slope at the top of the mountain, looking up at the round plate in the sky.
Xueyan: 'Finally, that's the core of the grand formation, accessible only to Golden Core cultivators. Hopefully, we'll be allowed to go in and take a look, and not be kicked back down after delivering the prisoners.'
Yue Kaishan: 'No, no, for the Yue family to stand there again after three hundred years, and it's me, a cripple with one arm, who's done this again?! Is my clothing alright? What was the procedure for the ceremony that my great-grandfather mentioned again?'
Zhong Ming: 'This big round plate... the more I look at it, the more it looks like a vegetable plate!'
Each of the three had their own thoughts, and Xueyan silently took out the huge goose feather from her storage bag.
This thing, as a flying magical artifact, can easily carry one person, but carrying four people is a bit...
It has to work out, even if it doesn't work.
She solemnly said, "Pull yourself closer to me in a moment. There is a no-fly zone there. Only those who follow the token can enter. Do not peek out, so as not to trigger the defenses."
"Understood, instructor."
A few days ago, the two men would have been happy for a while, as this was called taking advantage of someone under orders!
Now that they've witnessed Xueyan's power (in every sense of the word), the two of them stand obediently behind Xueyan, one grabbing her shoulder while the other carrying the prisoner.
Three, two, one, let's go!
A goose feather as large as a banana leaf swayed and flew up, carrying the four people into the air.
As the altitude increased, the surrounding scenery changed. Except for the area of the large array with the hole, which had turned completely black, the other areas were still light-filtered panoramic windows.
"Amitabha." A faint voice penetrated the great formation, its tone calm and unperturbed, like a brief rest after reciting a Buddhist scripture.
Xueyan looked in surprise at the Bodhisattva of Universal Salvation. The golden light was still shining brightly. She exclaimed, "As expected of Buddhism, its defensive power is simply abnormal. If it were a cultivator, he would have been reduced to ashes long ago."
This is the raging flames spewed by a fire dragon at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Although its range extends across the entire Yelan Riverbank, it is not something that an ordinary Golden Core cultivator can withstand for a long time.
"Instructor Xueyan, I've met him once. Just who is this Pushi Bodhisattva?"
"It is said that when he was still a novice monk who did not understand Buddhism, he was learning to meditate under the Bodhi tree like his predecessors. As a result, he accidentally fell asleep. He once said that he dreamed that three hundred Arhats stood on both sides, twelve Bodhisattvas sat on lotus platforms, and Amitabha Buddha stood in the middle of the Buddhas and walked towards him, passing on a Buddhist scripture to him." She paused here, as if worried that the Bodhisattvas of the world might hear her.
"However, after he awoke, he discovered that the Buddhist scriptures were very different from those in the mortal temples where he lived, so he had to leave the temple and cultivate on his own. It was because of this that he had no connection with other powerful Buddhist temples, and the Chen Dynasty was able to recruit him... no, to invite him to cultivate here."
The four flew higher and higher, the disc above their heads almost within reach. Zhong Ming glanced one last time at the place shimmering with golden light, where several seriously injured boatmen remained. He wondered what the Bodhisattva of Universal Bliss intended to do.
The moment the goose feather flew over the base of the disc, Zhong Ming shook his head, his mind clear, and finally saw the face on the disc.
A magnificent palace stands atop the disc, exuding an imposing aura, like a majestic king seated upon it. On the roof ridge sit in sequence golden statues of immortals riding phoenixes, dragons, phoenixes, lions, celestial horses, seahorses, suanni (a mythical beast), xiyu (a mythical fish), xiezhi (a mythical beast), douniu (a mythical bull), and xingshi (a mythical creature). The thick pillars are adorned with dragon carvings that coil around them, their mysterious patterns appearing and disappearing, seemingly the work of a deity.
Guided by the token, they gently landed on a marble floor. Directly in front of them was a white marble staircase with nineteen steps leading directly to the main hall.
"When I go back this time, I can have a good talk with my great-grandfather. He has been dreaming of seeing this place."
"Don't stand there, hurry up and move along, don't keep the great cultivators waiting."
Xueyan patted their hands quietly and said softly, "Just do what I do. Don't speak unless I ask you. Don't be impolite."
The three men pulled the prisoner up the stairs step by step. The unspoken sense of sacredness made them feel immense pressure, and even their movements became stiff and awkward, as if they had just been born and couldn't even walk yet.
As I barely stepped into the main hall, the first thing I saw was several powerful cultivators sitting in a circle, meditating. In the very center was a man with gentle features, but his face was as sharp as if carved by an axe, exuding an indescribable determination. He wore a white robe embroidered with red cloud patterns, his hands tucked into his sleeves. The robe almost blended into the white fox he sat on, making it impossible to tell at a glance whether it was the fox's soft fur or the clean robe.
An old woman sat on the left, and a man whose face was obscured on the right. The more closely one looked, the more blurred the figures became.
There were also a few people with their backs to them; it was unclear which side's powerful cultivators they were.
"These are the prisoners?" Yuan Xuzi sat in the main seat, his voice booming like a bell, chilling to the bone.
Xueyan immediately bowed, swaying her left hand behind her left shoulder, and said, “Reporting to Your Excellency, this is indeed the person.”
The other two hurriedly followed suit and bowed. As soon as they let go, the prisoner fell to the ground and convulsed several times.
With a wave of his hand, Yuan Xuzi sent the traitor, who had been bound like a dumpling, into the main hall.
As the spiritual energy dissipated, the person fell to the ground with a clatter.
Yuan Xuzi sensed something was wrong and glanced down again. The crack in the ground that had just been patched up was showing signs of cracking again. He immediately used his magic to forcefully close the crack, but then ominous sounds came from the ceiling.
"Well, Immortal Elder, I'll trouble you to conduct the interrogation. You three have performed exceptionally well; what are your names?"
Although she was asking for his name, Xueyan's identity tag, which was hanging from her waist, flew to Yuan Xuzi's side as soon as she was enveloped in spiritual energy.
"Hmm, Xueyan, the new recruit instructor, is at the peak of Qi Refining; she has great potential. And these two..."
“Here it is,” Xueyan immediately took out Yue Kaishan’s identity token from her storage bag. As soon as she got it, the token flew up on its own. “Reporting to the lord, this is Yue Kaishan of the Yue family, and this is Cuihong Zhenren of Maoshan Taoist Temple. However, the genealogy is still being verified, and the identity tokens have not yet been issued.”
"Oh, little Cuihong, who is your master?"
Zhong Ming answered in a deep voice, neither humble nor arrogant, "I am a disciple of Daoist Tianfeng and Senior Bei."
Yuan Xuzi frowned, tilted his head almost imperceptibly, and said, "Good, you have done very well. If you can reach the Foundation Establishment stage in the future, you can come to me. I, Yuan Xuzi, admire the heroes of the world. Go back and stay at your posts. After the Twin Dragons Walk the Water event is over, we will hold a victory celebration."
The three responded and left.
The white fox keenly sensed its master's unusual behavior and asked softly, "What's wrong, master? Didn't you say you wanted to test them?"
Yuan Xuzi looked into the distance and said in a deep voice, "We need to investigate carefully. The Taoist Tianfeng of Maoshan Taoist Temple has been dead for more than three hundred years."