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Chapter 404

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Ku Tingyi knew Wen Zhixi would refuse, but he wasn't worried—after the Marsh Tide, he could always come back to collect his things.

It's a pity this woman is dead, but having hundreds of thousands of immortal crystals isn't bad.

What he didn't expect was that Wen Zhixi merely paused for a moment, then nodded: "That's exactly what I had in mind."

Ku Tingyi and Fu Shuangping both froze—could these two before them also possess the correct path through the Myriad Void Marsh?

That's unlikely—our route was passed down by Fu Shuangping's ancestors; no one could possibly have such a precious thing.

The reason they've survived until today is precisely because of this route map.

But wait—they did survive by sheer luck, yet Wen Zhixi and Ding Huan also made it here, didn't they?

They were even captured by the Immortal Beast Folk, yet the captors weren't captured themselves.

Thinking of this, Ku Tingyi became even more certain that Ding Huan and Wen Zhixi possessed a route map.

The Myriad Void Marsh isn't traversed by a single person; having an extra route map isn't strange.

But the Myriad Void Marsh's path can only be one—no one else must be allowed to cross it.

The group returned again; traces of Immortal Demon Flies were obvious—thick with a foul stench, and a clear trail remained above the marsh.

"We need to move faster," Ding Huan suddenly said.

Hearing this, Ku Tingyi was one hundred percent certain: Ding Huan and Wen Zhixi had a route map.

Otherwise, they could never have suggested speeding up to chase the Immortal Demon Flies.

Even if Ding Huan hadn't spoken, Ku Tingyi would have increased his speed anyway.

Just over an hour had passed, and they still hadn't caught up to the Immortal Demon Flies when the space suddenly shuddered violently.

Ku Tingyi was the first to stop, then Wen Zhixi halted as well.

The group turned, stunned by the sight before them.

The entire marsh looked as if it had been plowed by an invisible giant plow—earth churned everywhere, then surged like a wave, vanishing swiftly beyond the edge of their spiritual senses.

The spiritual senses they cast directly tore apart under spatial blade-shards, impossible to retrieve.

Wen Zhixi's expression shifted slightly.

If they hadn't listened to Ding Huan and had followed Ku Tingyi here, they would have been torn apart by the spatial blade-shards—even if they'd escaped the plow.

Even stranger: the path they'd followed behind the Immortal Demon Flies remained completely unharmed.

"Hurry, our current position will be dangerous soon," Ku Tingyi said, then dashed toward the marsh that had just been plowed.

He had already seen Wen Zhixi returning as well.

No one spoke along the way; all they knew was to keep moving.

After several days, Ku Tingyi suddenly stopped and stared at the fork ahead: "I don't know which way to go now—how about we rest here tonight and decide tomorrow?"

Before them were two paths: one a watery marsh, the other a dry marsh with cracked, parched earth.

Between the two routes ran a slender stream, stretching far beyond the reach of their spiritual senses, appearing utterly ordinary.

Had Ding Huan not witnessed the Marsh Tide earlier, he might have truly believed it was ordinary.

Wen Zhixi nodded: "That's exactly what I had in mind."

She then found a spot herself and constructed a cave dwelling.

Once inside, after sealing it with barriers, Wen Zhixi said: "Big Brother Ding, though I don't know how to remove the poison from the Void Poison Wood Arrow, I have a method…"

Before Wen Zhixi could finish, Ding Huan sighed: "Zhixi, I can't move not because of the Void Poison Wood Arrow's poison. Though terrifying, it has no effect on me."

"Then why?" Wen Zhixi stared at Ding Huan in surprise.

Ding Huan spoke slowly: "It's a drop of silver liquid—I don't know what it is. It's terrifying."

Ding Huan didn't elaborate further; to others, the Void Poison Wood Arrow was fearsome, but to him, it meant nothing.

The poison had already become a poison Dao law within his star-river.

What threatened his life was that single drop of silver—it was unknown, and though it appeared he was recovering,

Only Ding Huan knew: the silver liquid was corroding his spiritual sea.

Even his Great Cosmos Technique Zhou Tian couldn't strip away its Dao resonance or laws.

How could this be?

His spiritual sea's Great Cosmos was built by the Great Cosmos Technique; his Great Cosmos Technique depended entirely on his spiritual sea's Great Cosmos—they were interdependent.

If his spiritual sea rotted away, what was the point of his cultivation?

Wen Zhixi didn't ask further—she knew that if Ding Huan had no solution, her own thoughts were useless.

"Zhixi, I had you follow these two because they might possess a route out of the Myriad Void Marsh," Ding Huan said.

Previously, Wen Zhixi would have doubted this.

After the Immortal Demon Fly incident, Wen Zhixi was certain Ding Huan was right—these two absolutely had a safe route map.

These two had no special traits, yet they moved with such familiarity here—only a route map could explain it.

"Why do they want to rest here tonight?" Wen Zhixi asked Ding Huan.

Ding Huan said: "I suspect they no longer want us with them…"

"They're going to kill us?" Wen Zhixi looked at Ding Huan in confusion—her strength meant Ku Tingyi couldn't kill her or him even in a dream.

Ding Huan shook his head: "Ku Tingyi won't kill you—he wants to control you, make you his concubine. This man has a corrupt heart, his eyes full of malice."

"He knows even if he defeats you, he can't capture you—so these two paths ahead are surely his trap. We'll wait to see what he says tomorrow."

Ding Huan fell silent, eyes closing—he must recover his mobility as soon as possible.

To stop the silver residue from further corroding his spiritual sea, he needed to identify what it was.

Seeing Ding Huan close his eyes and cultivate, Wen Zhixi didn't disturb him; instead, she carefully set up several defensive and trigger arrays.

…

"Brother, have you taken a fancy to that woman?" In another temporary cave dwelling, Fu Shuangping leaned seductively against Ku Tingyi.

Ku Tingyi smiled awkwardly: "How could I? But I still need this woman—I haven't found an opportunity yet, but as soon as I do, I'll act immediately."

Fu Shuangping didn't seem to be listening to Ku Tingyi; her hand had already slipped inside his clothing.

Ku Tingyi grabbed Fu Shuangping's hand: "Not here—it's inconvenient. Wait until I kill those two."

He felt only revulsion and nausea—the naked image of this woman entwined with that Xianze beast made him want to vomit just thinking about it.

If he hadn't seen Wen Zhixi, he might have closed his eyes and endured it.

But after seeing Wen Zhixi, the thought of being with such a repulsive woman made him feel utterly uncomfortable all over.

Yet he couldn't kill the woman before him.

"Brother Yi, don't worry—my shielding barrier is extremely strong. Not only would they dare not spy, even if they did, they couldn't penetrate even a fraction…" As she spoke, Fu Shuangping tore open her clothes.

Ku Tingyi forced down his inner discomfort—he knew he couldn't leave the Myriad Void Swamp without this woman.

Ding Huan's divine sense could never catch the aura corroding his soul sea; he stopped, took out a drop of a billion-year sea marrow, and swallowed it.

He couldn't keep Wen Zhixi following Ku Tingyi and Fu Shuangping—these two were wicked. If he were unconscious, Wen Zhixi might not be able to defeat them.

Besides, Ku Tingyi clearly had no intention of guiding them anymore.

After swallowing the drop of billion-year sea marrow, Ding Huan's strength recovered somewhat, and his divine sense surged dramatically.

Ding Huan knew this was only temporary—soon after, the substance would resume corroding his soul sea and divine sense immortal energy.

With his divine sense strengthened, Ding Huan immediately penetrated into Ku Tingyi's cave.

Fu Shuangping's Level-Two defensive array and shielding array seemed to Ding Huan no different from children playing house.

His divine sense easily shattered their protective barriers and settled inside the cave where the two were.

The revolting scene nearly made Ding Huan vomit.

Sensing Fu Shuangping growing more engrossed—and knowing her cultivation was lower—he directed his divine sense toward her ring.

His divine sense passed effortlessly through her ring and easily located an ancient leather scroll.

The scroll clearly recorded the safe routes through the Myriad Void Swamp, detailing exactly where to walk, where to rest, and which areas were dangerous…

Ding Huan rapidly carved the scroll's contents into his memory; as he prepared to withdraw his divine sense, he spotted a golden fruit.

The golden fruit was sealed in a jade box with a barrier—but to Ding Huan, that barrier was as good as nonexistent.

Even though only his divine sense touched the fruit, it filled him with a sense of profound ease and exhilaration.

Simply snatching the fruit was impossible—his strength hadn't reached that level yet.

After hesitating, Ding Huan carved a series of teleportation array patterns onto the golden fruit. Then he etched several surveillance array patterns on the outside of Fu Shuangping's ring before withdrawing his divine sense.

While Fu Shuangping was fully absorbed, Ku Tingyi suddenly said: "Sister Ping, I keep feeling like someone's watching us—I can't settle my mind."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm a Level-Two Immortal Array Master. Do you think those two could even set up a Level-One Immortal Array?" Fu Shuangping was deeply annoyed by Ku Tingyi's constant interruptions.

Ku Tingyi realized she was right—her array arts were family heritage, inherited within the Myriad Void Swamp.

According to her ancestors' records, a Level-Two Immortal Array Master was an extraordinary figure among low-level cultivators.

If that was true, how could the Ding Huan and Wen Zhixi they'd randomly encountered in the Myriad Void Swamp possibly be Immortal Array Masters?

After withdrawing his divine sense, Ding Huan still savored the memory of the golden fruit.

It was certainly no ordinary thing—he even felt that if he obtained this golden fruit, he might halt the ongoing corrosion of his soul sea.

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