Chapter 1778

"Killing Feng He, satisfying!" Zhu Xiuer took two steps, and only then did others notice she had a broken hind leg; her round, plump body also bore two wounds, one especially deep, having pierced through the hard carapace, seemingly even injuring internal organs, causing the blood flowing out to be orange-yellow.

She herself hissed in pain, fished out a pale red xuan crystal and stuffed it into her mouth. She had no fine teeth and couldn't chew it, but possessed a special saliva that could dissolve xuan crystals.

Xiao Wencheng also thanked her: "Fellow Daoist lent a righteous hand; the Illusion Sect is infinitely grateful."

The Yao Immortal's strength was evident; her help to the Illusion Sect was enormous. This spider immortal's joining was probably the last straw that crushed Feng He.

After killing Feng He, He Lingchuan snapped the Qianqian Grass knot and hurriedly summoned Zhu Xiuer back.

She was originally an outside helper; the Illusion Sect couldn't very well make rigid demands of her.

"The Battle of Silver Pearl Island — victory or defeat ultimately depends on the Venerable." He Lingchuan said seriously, "Sect Master Xiao, can the Venerable truly not be awakened?"

The rhythm of mortal wars is often repeated tug-of-war, repeated entanglement; sometimes both sides sink into a quagmire, covered in sticky mess, unable to tell who advances and who retreats. Novices just entering the battlefield, like these Immortal Sect disciples, often don't know what to do at each stage.

But He Lingchuan knew: from the Heavenly Palace's abnormal behavior, pouring massive resources into the Banqiu Lighthouse, and from the Illusion Sect gaining the advantage on the Banqiu battlefield, the progress of this war would certainly accelerate, absolutely not shifting according to either side's will!

Xiao Wencheng couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Actually there's a most straightforward method, at least eighty percent chance of awakening Master, pity none of us can do it."

Dong Rui thought, *Can't do it and you still run your mouth*, but said aloud: "I'd like to hear the details."

Xiao Wencheng stroked the frame of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror: "This treasure mirror is not only one of Master's natal magic tools, but also fused as one with this world, connecting to myriad laws. If it could be damaged, it would be equivalent to tearing open a corner of this world — the shock to Master, to the Upside-Down Sea, would be far more fierce than any magic tool or divine ability."

"Even more direct, even more brutal." He Lingchuan understood, "Sect Master Xiao could think of such a method — He admires you anew."

He wasn't being sarcastic; Xiao Wencheng daring to target the Haoyuan Golden Mirror meant wanting to slap Qianhuan in the face, directly slapping Master awake.

To have this heart and this guts — no wonder Xiao Wencheng could be Sect Master.

Even Dong Rui felt it a pity; once the Haoyuan Golden Mirror was damaged, it could no longer provide so many miraculous, convenient functions.

But because it concerned Qianhuan emerging from seclusion, the Illusion Sect was willing to bear this cost.

"Useless." Xiao Wencheng shook his head, "I've tried who knows how many times; Junior Brother Du and Junior Brother Liu also tried — we fundamentally cannot injure the Haoyuan Golden Mirror in the slightest, because we come from the same sect, our entire cultivation derives from the Venerable, fundamentally unable to attack this mirror!"

Finished speaking, his finger twitched slightly, and a Frost Ice Blade struck the mirror frame.

This frost blade was both fast and ruthless, carrying a "whoosh" of air-splitting sound, then it veered off.

He Lingchuan saw with his own eyes — it was sucked into the mirror.

"No matter how many times we try, the attacks are all absorbed." Xiao Wencheng said, "Absorbed by the Haoyuan Golden Mirror is equivalent to being absorbed by this world; without reaching a certain scale, it fundamentally cannot shake it."

Hearing this, He Lingchuan also had to admit: "It is very difficult."

To smash this mirror, one first needs the power to shake the entire small world — a small world infiltrated, controlled, and reinforced by Qianhuan.

Even an Immortal would find it hard.

"I originally wanted to concentrate the Elders' power to pry this world, but there's always someone who disagrees." Thinking of the always noisy, quarreling Elder Council, Xiao Wencheng got a habitual headache, "Now with so few people, it can't be done either."

He Lingchuan looked at him, seeming to realize something: "Sect Master Xiao isn't thinking of, as a last resort, luring Miao Zhantian to attack this mirror?"

Xiao Wencheng and the other Immortals are of the Illusion Sect line, sharing the same power source as the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, making it hard to attack. But what if Miao Zhantian's divine ability smashed into it?

And Miao Zhantian entering the Upside-Down Sea this time would certainly try every method to find Qianhuan; maybe He would also try to break the mirror.

If we wait for Miao Zhantian and the Heavenly Palace to attack Shilong Peak, the Illusion Sect would be too passive; better to...

Xiao Wencheng's gaze lowered slightly.

Talking with a smart person saves effort — one infers three from one, thoroughly clear.

"This mirror originally also has defensive ability, able to withstand very powerful attacks." He coughed lightly, "If it truly comes to that step, I will personally bring it into battle."

To awaken Master, he truly thought of countless methods.

Dong Rui blinked, secretly thinking: *You really are your Master's good disciple. *

He Lingchuan subconsciously reached out, stroking the mirror frame.

The frame's material was unknown, lacking metal's coldness; to the touch it was even slightly warm.

Then the mirror frame trembled, shaking his hand away.

Huh? This mirror seems to dislike being touched by him?

This tiny change surprised not only He Lingchuan; Xiao Wencheng also noticed.

He knew the Haoyuan Golden Mirror too well — this treasure mirror seemed to... have shivered?

Is it He Xiao, or something on He Xiao that makes the Haoyuan Golden Mirror so wary? The Soul-Capturing Mirror in He Lingchuan's bosom was muttering nonstop: "What a pity if it's smashed — this is the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, a supreme treasure rarely seen even in ancient times. That surnamed Xiao only knows wanton destruction!"

Smashing it is a bit of a pity. He Lingchuan's heart stirred; he lightly pressed his chest and murmured: "Want to eat something good?"

This is a supreme treasure! Those words were spoken held in the mouth; even Xiao Wencheng didn't hear clearly: "What?"

He Lingchuan smiled, because he felt the astonishing heat transmitted from the Divine Bone Necklace.

This thing had become active, beckoning to him:

Come, serve the dish!

This small world is full of things the Divine Bone Necklace wants to eat; no reason it wouldn't salivate over the Haoyuan Golden Mirror. Why did the Divine Bone Necklace not react the first time He Lingchuan approached this mirror? He could only guess — perhaps because the Haoyuan Golden Mirror could sense the Divine Bone Necklace's threat, the latter didn't dare act rashly.

"Nothing."

He Lingchuan had just spoken when Steward Lu from the Immortal Light Cave rushed in from outside, urgent voice: "Sect Master, trouble at Immortal Light Cave!"

Xiao Wencheng was startled.

Steward Lu handed over a hand-token; Xiao Wencheng lowered his head to look, pupils sharply contracting, asked sternly: "Where is the person?"

"Already arrested, pinned down inside the cave."

Xiao Wencheng's expression even twisted somewhat; he said to He Lingchuan and the other guests "I'll be right back," then grabbed Steward Lu and in one step entered the Haoyuan Golden Mirror.

He had always sat guarding Wenhui Pavilion; neither the lakeside great battle nor the Banqiu great battle did he personally take the field. What major event now could make Sect Master Xiao not only lose composure on the spot, but also rush out personally in frantic haste?