Chapter 638: Team Up

Ding Huan's poisoning had reached a level so flawless that even the most supreme World Gods might not sense it, given his method of integrating the laws of all things in heaven and earth.

As for Xuan Jincheng, he was merely an ordinary World God.

During his cultivation, Xuan Jincheng detected not the slightest trace of the Deep Dao Poison completely covering his Dao rhythm.

All along, Ding Huan had merely controlled the onset of the Deep Dao Poison.

To deal with a World God like Xuan Jincheng, one must be cautious and careful; one misstep, and he might detect the poison prematurely, risking total failure.

He had dealt with Qian Xun the same way.

But Qian Xun was only a Spirit Sovereign, and a wounded one at that—Ding Huan had exerted almost no effort when poisoning him.

Soon, ten days passed, and Ding Huan even felt he had been overly cautious.

The green lightning arc of Wen Jiyue's Green Thunder Blade vanished instantly; she retreated a dozen steps and spat out a jet of blood.

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To Xuan Jincheng's relief, after he called out, the powerful auras on Mu Lei Mountain, nearly ready to ascend, gradually faded; his spiritual sense then detected Wen Jiyue heading toward him.

If someone interrupted your ascent to Spirit Sovereign and you showed no anger at all, that would be abnormal.

Ding Huan had acted? In an instant, Wen Jiyue knew Ding Huan had moved.

The main peak's protective array opened; Wen Jiyue stepped in cautiously, her heart uneasy, for she had received no word from Ding Huan yet.

Though Ding Huan had not yet appeared, Xuan Jincheng's condition was undoubtedly Ding Huan's doing.

Wen Jiyue had already reached Spirit Sovereign Mid-stage, yet he still believed she was in Heavenly God Realm—and even wounded.

She grew uncertain again: Ding Huan could not possibly be here; there was no obstruction at all. If Ding Huan were here, Xuan Jincheng would surely sense him.

This stirred Wen Jiyue's excitement—only Ding Huan could be beside her.

Xuan Jincheng violently surged his spiritual energy, retracted his fist, and summoned his treasure: a glass-like halberd.

Without hesitation, she unleashed her Green Thunder Blade; its edge erupted in torrents of green lightning, slashing toward Xuan Jincheng.

Xuan Jincheng resolved: if Wen Jiyue ignored his call, he would personally go to Mu Lei Mountain.

Just as Wen Jiyue despaired, she suddenly felt the domain binding her grow unstable, then begin to collapse.

"Regardless of whether it's true or not, stay here for now. I'll convene a sect assembly before deciding."

Xuan Jincheng quickly realized: Wen Jiyue's injury was very likely faked.

Yet Xuan Jincheng still unhesitatingly sent a message through the transmission array to Wen Jiyue:

Team up with a clever woman, and it's pleasant.

Implicitly, no matter how hard you twist it, you can't possibly frame me.

Even if the sect had rules forbidding anyone from interrupting a disciple's ascension without cause.

Even if it meant tearing the veil, Xuan Jincheng would never let Wen Jiyue ascend to Spirit Sovereign.

If there was any hatred, it was because she accompanied Bo Ya to bring Ding Huan here.

Didn't we agree to team up and kill Xuan Jincheng? Why is Ding Huan here, confronting her?

Hearing Wen Jiyue call him "Xuan Sect Master," her dissatisfaction clear in her tone, Xuan Jincheng's killing intent intensified.

No—Wen Jiyue quickly realized: if Ding Huan had betrayed her, he wouldn't have waited until she was preparing to ascend to Spirit Sovereign before Xuan Jincheng summoned her.

Wen Jiyue immediately dodged.

Though she spat blood, she pressed forward instead of retreating; her Green Thunder Blade once again manifested hundreds of lightning-laced blade arcs descending.

Sensing someone on Mu Lei Mountain preparing to ascend to Spirit Sovereign, Xuan Jincheng's eyes immediately flashed with killing intent.

Seeing Wen Jiyue standing before him, Xuan Jincheng's tense heart finally eased.

Xuan Jincheng had vaguely sensed something off in his recent cultivation—he halted his practice.

"Come in." Xuan Jincheng's tone was calm.

Xuan Jincheng sighed, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Jiyue.

This woman cannot be left alive—absolutely not.

This was also why she dared to risk it. After passing through the main hall's protective array once more, Wen Jiyue stood before Xuan Jincheng.

In a short time, his spiritual sea grew murky, his spiritual energy stagnated, his dantian's cultivation power faltered.

Wasn't Wen Jiyue severely wounded? How could she be preparing to ascend to Spirit Sovereign so soon?

Wen Jiyue was overjoyed.

Yet when she sensed again, there was not the slightest trace.

If she still escaped under these conditions, then he was no better than a pathetic World God.

Had Ding Huan betrayed her?

As long as he came, it was enough.

This wasn't the worst—worse still, his Dao rhythm had begun to collapse.

Thinking of this, Wen Jiyue quickly said: "Master, when Qian Xun perished, Elder Zhi was right beside him, while I was not in the sect at the time."

The goal was to make him lower his guard, then ascend to Spirit Sovereign.

Just as Xuan Jincheng was about to examine what was wrong with himself, powerful Dao rhythms surged into the sky.

Wen Jiyue was uneasy: Ding Huan said ten days to prepare—yet ten days had passed, and Xuan Jincheng seemed unchanged.

This was also why she trusted Ding Huan. Once Wen Jiyue ascended to Spirit Sovereign, if even one elder of the sect spoke up for her, she might leave the sect.

Though she still didn't know exactly what method Ding Huan would use, the fact remained: Ding Huan had killed Qian Xun.

The glass-like halberd clashed with Wen Jiyue's Green Thunder Blade; Dao rhythms exploded.

She carried a top-tier escape talisman that could directly breach the Green Thunder Divine Dao Sect's protective array and flee.

Because of Wen Jiyue's impending ascension to Spirit Sovereign, Xuan Jincheng had forgotten to investigate the anomalies in his own cultivation.

Xuan Jincheng's spiritual sense swept out and immediately detected that the surge of Dao rhythms originated from Mu Lei Mountain.

Almost as soon as Wen Jiyue entered the protective array, it sealed shut.

Wen Jiyue's first thought was to immediately activate her escape talisman and flee, but then she saw the terror all over Xuan Jincheng's face.

If Xuan Jincheng were still at his full strength, she wouldn't even dare fight him—under his domain, she couldn't even summon her Green Thunder Blade.

If she doesn't kill Xuan Jincheng today, her chances later will be even slimmer.

Caution is risk—this is absolutely not a mistake a poison cultivator should make.

Xuan Jincheng's expression darkened; suddenly he rose, his domain erupted abruptly, he stepped forward, and raised his hand to slap Wen Jiyue.

But since she had already come here, Wen Jiyue could only remain ready to escape at all times.

"Boom!"

If Ding Huan were beside her, she might not have noticed him at all; with Xuan Jincheng so far away, he certainly wouldn't have noticed either.

A Divine Lord-level Wen Jiyue leaving the sect posed too great a threat to him.

The domain of a World God swept over her; Wen Jiyue's face turned deathly pale. She had overlooked one thing: when Xuan Jincheng unleashed his full power, she had no chance to activate her escape talisman.

The Green Thunder Blade, the treasured artifact of the Green Thunder Dao Sect, was indeed in Wen Jiyue's hands. Xuan Jincheng regretted not eliminating this threat sooner.

Xuan Jincheng wasn't a Bai Chi—he simply hadn't regarded Wen Jiyue as worthy of notice since becoming the head of the Green Thunder Dao Sect.

Wen Jiyue bowed deeply: "I am fully prepared. I will depart within no more than half a month."

Mu Lei Shan is Wen Jiyue's cultivation ground—this clearly means Wen Jiyue is about to ascend to the Divine Lord realm.

Moreover, Xuan Jincheng's movements and divine energy aura grew slow and weak.

Wen Jiyue did not turn around; she faintly sensed something following her nearby.

Just now, when he fully extended his domain and prepared to seize Wen Jiyue, the flowing Dao rhythm suddenly shattered.

With Xuan Jincheng's perception, perhaps six days would be enough.

An hour later, Wen Jiyue's voice came from outside the main peak of Green Thunder Mountain: "Wen Jiyue greets Lord Xuan. May I ask why you summoned me?"

The longer the time passes, the deeper the poison sinks—and the more dangerous it becomes.

Xuan Jincheng sneered inwardly: half a month? Ascend to the Divine Lord realm in half a month, then head to the Dao Ruins to become a World God? Xuan Jincheng's face suddenly darkened: "Ding Huan just came to me and told me—you killed the Master of Director Qian Xun Peak?"

Not only did she speak with strong vitality, but her entire body pulsed with surging Dao rhythm—as if she had no problem at all.

She had not misjudged Ding Huan.

Is someone about to ascend to the Divine Lord realm?

Wen Jiyue froze.

It was no coincidence—because the slash Wen Jiyue unleashed could not be performed without the power of a mid-stage Divine Lord.

"Niece Jiyue, how are your preparations for the Dao Ruins?"

A torrent of terrifying poison Dao laws filled his entire body—even his own Dao rhythm.

Ding Huan, hiding nearby, silently praised: this woman can act.

Xuan Jincheng coldly sensed Wen Jiyue approaching Green Thunder Mountain, and made up his mind: this time, he absolutely could not let Wen Jiyue go to the Dao Ruins.

He hated it.

But he knew better than anyone else his current condition.

No, he could not let Wen Jiyue live—even if his prestige plummeted because of this, he must kill Wen Jiyue.

"Jiyue, come to Green Thunder Mountain immediately. There is urgent business. Do not delay."

She didn't have much hatred toward Ding Huan.

The timing of her poisoning and his summons to her were too coincidental—even a Bai Chi would know this wasn't coincidence.

Moreover, with this kind of power, this Divine Lord was certainly no ordinary one.

Once Wen Jiyue goes to the Dao Ruins, it means letting loose a tiger that could kill him at any moment.

At the same moment, her domain also wildly extended, locking onto Xuan Jincheng.

The surge of that shattered Dao rhythm could be clearly sensed even from the peak of Green Thunder Mountain.

He had been poisoned—and not just by one poison.

Xuan Jincheng even heard the sound of his meridians snapping; his Dao rhythm grew increasingly unable to circulate.

If this continued, not only could he not kill Wen Jiyue—he might lose his life here today.

Go. Leave immediately.

This was Xuan Jincheng's only thought.

(End of Chapter)