Chapter 861

Jia Xi's gaze settled on Ding Huan.

This was the critical moment of her recovery; to send her out now to find a partner for this woman was like stabbing her straight in the heart.

Ding Huan was gossiping when he suddenly felt Jia Xi's gaze.

He silently cursed.

Could this woman actually be planning to make him the partner of that Ninth Yue?

Last time, a woman had sent him into the Chaos Zone to fill the Dao River—he'd barely gotten out, and now he was to be dragged off again to fill a partner role?

Absolutely not.

Ding Huan immediately sent a spiritual message: "Friend Jia Dao, I'm a friend of Ling Zhuzhen—he sent me to find you."

Jia Xi was startled; Ling Zhuzhen was a Dao Ancestor, and regardless of whether he could ever recover, there was still some lingering grace between them.

If she fully recovered, she intended to help Ling Zhuzhen.

The fact that Ling Zhuzhen had given this man his information meant this man had some connection to him.

If that was the case, she couldn't push this man out.

"Jiu Yue, rest assured—I will find you a suitable partner for your sister."

Jia Xi immediately promised.

She didn't say "the best," but "a suitable one."

Because she knew just as well that Yan Jiu Yue was intensely jealous of her own sister.

Yan Jiu Yue, as if she hadn't heard Jia Xi's words, turned her gaze onto Ding Huan.

This cultivator's Dao aura was muddled, his appearance twisted and grotesque—such a man was perfect to be her sister's partner.

Then her gaze shifted to Yi Jie behind Ding Huan.

This ugly cultivator paired with that pig beast was simply perfect.

"What's your name?" Yan Jiu Yue asked, as if speaking to an old friend—her tone was gentle, even affectionate.

"Ding Xiaotu," Ding Huan replied coolly.

If this woman truly fancied herself and tried to drag him into some companion-marriage nonsense, he'd kill her outright, then hide in the Chaos for a while, change his appearance, and reemerge.

As for whether Jia Xi would be dragged into it—he was sorry.

After all, at first, Jia Xi had planned to push him out.

"Ding Xiaotu, you're excellent. I think you're perfect to be my brother-in-law—come with me to Lanxing Sect…"

Ding Huan didn't fully grasp what the woman was saying after that—he only understood roughly that when she married, he would marry alongside her sister as a companion groom.

Right now, three words filled Ding Huan's mind: Lanxing Sect.

Could it really be such a coincidence?

Was someone really using the name Lanxing Sect to establish a sect?

Ding Huan felt it couldn't possibly be this coincidental.

Too bad his Great Calculation Art was useless here.

Seeing Ding Huan silent, Yan Jiu Yue giggled, raising her hand to draw a woman's image in the void: "Ding Xiaotu, do you think my sister is beautiful?"

Ding Huan stared at the woman's image in the void, frozen—utterly incredulous.

That peerless face, that distant, wandering gaze.

Who else but Jia Baihe?

If Lanxing Sect might still be a coincidence—someone happened to name their sect the same as his—

Then Jia Baihe's appearance could not possibly be coincidence; something was happening here that he didn't know.

Even if Yan Jiu Yue didn't ask him to go to Lanxing Sect, he would go.

"Well?" Yan Jiu Yue asked, smiling, as she saw Ding Huan's eyes locked on the image.

"Very beautiful. I agree," Ding Huan answered without hesitation.

"You have good taste—my sister will surely love you," Yan Jiu Yue sneered, her eyes flickering with mockery as she erased the image.

Jia Xi stared at Ding Huan in silence—had he lost his mind over beauty?

Even a Bai Chi knew that becoming Yan Jiu Yue's sister's partner at Lanxing Sect meant almost certain death.

Why was Yan Jiu Yue seeking an ugly monster for her sister's partner? Wasn't it jealousy?

Yan Jiu Yue was jealous of her sister but couldn't harm her—because of their father, Yan Zhuo.

Yan Zhuo was the powerful founder of Lanxing Sect.

If Yan Zhuo discovered someone ugly wanted to become his precious daughter's partner, it would be strange if he didn't kill him.

"Then follow me," Yan Jiu Yue said, glancing at Ding Xiaotu.

This ugly monster looked ugly, but dreamed big.

This ugly freak is hideous enough, yet his dreams are beautiful.

That was exactly the kind of person she wanted—ugly, delusional, and a complete mess.

"Wait outside for me—I need to handle some business," Ding Huan said, not moving.

Yan Jiu Yue's eyes flashed with killing intent.

A mere ant dared to make her wait outside? This fool was asking for death.

The thought of Jia Baihe becoming partnered with such a creature finally eased some of her bitterness and irritation.

Let this fool enjoy his moment of triumph.

"Very well—I'll wait outside for you," Yan Jiu Yue said, then walked out of Qixing Tower.

"You're very good at courting death," Jia Xi said to Ding Huan, her tone flat.

"You're quite good at seeking death," Jia Qian said to Ding Huan, her tone indifferent.

Ding Huan said, "I need a Great Universe identity token. Can you get one for me? Name your price."

Jia Qian stared at Ding Huan in astonishment, and after a long moment, asked, "How did you enter the Great Universe?"

Ding Huan's tone remained calm: "How I got in doesn't matter. If you can get me the Universe identity token, I'll pay you, and I'll owe you a favor."

Jia Qian chuckled, too lazy to answer Ding Huan's question.

Ding Huan is about to die at the Blue Star Sect. How he entered, how he met Ling Zhuzhen—it all doesn't matter now.

Ding Huan pulled out a Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Herb: "This is my payment."

"Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Herb?" Jia Qian had always been a merchant.

Whether before or after the Great Universe's Cosmic Cataclysm.

She knew full well the value of this Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Herb.

It was said only one place held such a thing—and now Ding Huan had produced one. Not just one token—she could get him a whole pile if she wanted.

"Fine, deal."

Jia Qian snatched the Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Herb from Ding Huan's hand at once and tossed him a blank token:

"This is a top-tier token. The first name you inscribe on it will be the name you use from now on."

Ding Huan seized the token, and his spiritual sense landed on it—sure enough, a void array pattern appeared.

Clearly, once he inscribed his name, it would be recorded on the Great Universe's identity array.

From now on, anywhere in the Great Universe, he could use the credits on this token.

"Thank you," Ding Huan said, still offering his gratitude.

To others, the Seven-Leaf Reincarnation Herb was precious. To him, he had about a hundred.

"Actually, if you'd agreed to Yan Jiuyue's request, you could've asked her for a token. But once you go there, you'll find it hard to leave."

Out of goodwill, Jia Qian still warned Ding Huan.

"Thanks, I know. Tell Old Ling—when I return, I'll help him remove the Chaos Corruption…"

After speaking, Ding Huan left Qixing Tower with Yi Jie.

Only after Ding Huan had left did Jia Qian realize: What had Ding Huan just said?

Help Ling Zhuzhen remove the Chaos Corruption?

Doesn't he fear his tongue will trip over itself?

Not even Ling Zhuzhen—she herself had part of her Dao foundation corrupted by Chaos.

Wait—Ling Zhuzhen is no fool.

If Ding Xiaotu were lying to him, he'd never have told Ding Xiaotu that she could get tokens.

She suddenly remembered Ding Huan's earlier voice-transmission.

Isn't Ding Xiaotu only around Third Transformation in cultivation?

Then why didn't Yan Jiuyue detect his voice-transmission?

This Ding Xiaotu is strange.

I should ask Ling Zhuzhen.

"Let's go," Yan Jiuyue said coldly upon seeing Ding Huan emerge, then turned and walked away.

Ding Huan followed calmly beside Yan Jiuyue, walking out of Beixing Tian City.

As they passed Ling Zhuzhen, he acted as if he hadn't seen Ding Huan.

Ding Huan still sent a voice-transmission: "Old Ling, thanks. I've got it. Wait here for me a while—I'll come back and help you after I settle things on the other side."

Ling Zhuzhen stared in shock at Ding Huan's back. When Ding Huan voice-transmitted, Yan Jiuyue showed no reaction whatsoever.

You have to understand, this woman was a Boundary-Expanding cultivator—her power dwarfed Ding Huan's beyond comparison.

Logically, Ding Huan hadn't even reached Fourth Transformation Sagehood—he had no right to voice-transmit before a Boundary-Expanding cultivator.

Yet Ding Huan had done it—and Yan Jiuyue hadn't sensed a thing.

Ding Huan's Dao is strange.

It's understandable if Ling Zhuzhen, injured, didn't sense it.

But Yan Jiuyue had no injury at all.

"Summon your flying artifact and follow behind me."

Yan Jiuyue summoned her flying artifact, boarded it with her attendant, activated it, then tossed a remark to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan was helpless—he'd planned to walk with Yan Jiuyue and ask her about the Blue Star Sect and Jia Baihe.

But this woman refused to let him ride the same flying artifact.

Annoyed, he could only summon a top-grade flying divine artifact and trudge slowly behind Yan Jiuyue's vessel.

Ding Huan's flying artifact was slower than Yan Jiuyue's, and

Ding Huan deliberately didn't fully activate his artifact.

In just a short time, he fell far behind.

Now it was Yan Jiuyue's turn to be helpless—she had to stop her ship and let Ding Huan board.

On one condition: Ding Huan must not approach the cabin by even half a step—he could only stay with Yi Jie at the ship's edge.

"Sister Yan, may I ask—who founded the Blue Star Sect?"

The moment Ding Huan boarded, his first question was about the Blue Star Sect.

He wondered if the founder had any connection to him.

Had Jia Baihe gone to the Blue Star Sect because she'd heard its name, searching for him?

Hearing Ding Huan's words, Yan Jiuyue sneered—"our Blue Star Sect"?

A mere pawn she'd dragged here to annoy Jia Baihe—how dare he call himself a Blue Star Sect disciple?

"It's my father." Disdainful in her heart, Yan Jiuyue still answered Ding Huan's question.

Before Ding Huan had dual-cultivated with Gahayuri, she would not let any thought of leaving arise in him.