Chapter 558: A Great Play!

The music was melodious, carrying a joyful melody, and the Youjing who walked over was incomparably beautiful. That peerless elegance made everyone who saw her feel as if they had smelled the fragrance of flowers.

The Yin-Yang Flower Sect echoed with bell tolls, also three times.

This was the etiquette for treating distinguished guests, and also a sign of respect for Xuan Mingzi.

Yun Xiazi also walked out personally, looking at the Youjing with a smile, and spoke softly.

"Fellow Daoist Xianghan, I hope all is well."

"Greetings, Sect Master Yun Xiazi." The Youjing walked a few steps faster, a flawless smile appearing on her beautiful face. A mole faintly visible on her neck made a deeper impression on anyone who saw it.

"The spirit pool has been prepared, please."

Yun Xiazi's smile remained as usual. She waved her hand, and immediately the Yin-Yang Flower Sect's mountain gate opened. Under her guidance, the two women took light steps and walked toward the spirit pool.

They soon reached the back mountain. There was no one else in the spirit pool, and for the next month, no outsiders were allowed to appear here. The Youjing would baptize her body here, preparing for the grand wedding a month later.

Only some maids by her side could follow her in.

After all, under normal circumstances, nothing unexpected could happen here, and her cultivation was not weak, with Xuan Mingzi behind her.

So everything seemed reasonable.

At this moment, arriving by the spirit pool, the Youjing looked at the hazy pool water, feeling the spiritual rhyme radiating from the surroundings, and satisfaction appeared in her eyes. She knew that for the next month, the spirit pools of the entire Weiyang Mountain Range would converge here.

This was specially prepared for her by Xuan Mingzi, representing his love for her.

Thinking of these actions by Xuan Mingzi, ripples arose in the Youjing's heart, the corners of her mouth lifted unconsciously, and she couldn't help but look toward the direction of the Xuanming Sect.

"Xuan Lang is truly very good to me."

The Youjing murmured in her heart, her eyes revealing longing for the future. After Yun Xiazi said goodbye and left, she squatted down, fully displaying her full curves, and gently stirred the warm pool water.

Then she stepped into the spirit pool.

The pool water quickly soaked her clothes, touching her skin and outlining beautiful curves that would make any opposite sex's heart beat faster. Her figure also walked to the center of the pool during this advance and sat down there.

The music around her continued, and dozens of maids sat cross-legged around, some scattering flowers, some playing music, and others casting spells to stir the pool water, making it rise in waves, as if turning into countless small hands, washing the Youjing's body.

That feeling of comfort made the Youjing close her eyes, her expression content.

Only, she didn't notice that at the bottom of the pool, not far from her delicate body, there was a lump of mud. At this moment, a crack opened on it, revealing an eye.

In addition, an array at the bottom of the pool was also opening silently.

As for the fluctuations, I don't know how the Captain managed it, but it was hidden very thoroughly.

At the same time, in a valley outside the Yin-Yang Flower Sect, the Captain and Xu Qing put on masks.

"Big Sword Sword, go find Xiang Ningyan. That kid doesn't know where he ran off to. We can't let him be alone and miserable. We are good friends, we must be together, just like he found you back then."

"Little Junior Brother, the others in the spirit pool are up to you. No need to kill, just make them lose consciousness."

"As for the Youjing, I will pull her into the world fragment. You don't need to worry about me. When we come out, it won't be her anymore." The Captain's tone was serious. Their plan had proceeded smoothly until now, but this was the most critical moment.

Whether they could succeed depended on whether the Captain could suppress the Youjing.

If they couldn't do it in the end, they would have to find a way to escape this place.

Wu Jianwu also became nervous. Hearing the Captain's arrangement, he nodded hard, secretly thinking that if these two guys really failed, and he didn't escape, he must think of an excuse in advance to clear his relationship.

Thinking of this, Wu Jianwu left in a hurry, using his offspring's myriad abilities to search for Xiang Ningyan.

Xu Qing hadn't spoken from beginning to end. He just looked at the Captain's eyes, the sense of weirdness about this matter already deep in his heart.

"Little Junior Brother, trust me!" The Captain's eyes were meaningful. He looked at Xu Qing, smiled, and then raised his hand to take out an eye, his expression becoming serious, as if investigating.

After a while, the Captain raised his eyebrows, as if seeing some images that surprised him.

Even the eye seemed to light up.

When Xu Qing was surprised, the Captain coughed, suddenly crushed the eye in his hand, and the next instant a vortex formed in front of him. The Captain's figure instantly merged into it.

Xu Qing didn't pause. Although he had many doubts, he trusted the Captain. At this moment, he stepped into the vortex as well.

As they entered, the vortex disappeared.

The next moment, the two appeared in the spirit pool!

Almost the moment they appeared, the array the Captain had set up in the spirit pool erupted instantly, forming a concealment force that shrouded all directions, while the lump of mud at the bottom of the pool suddenly turned into a vortex, emitting a terrifying suction force.

Xu Qing and the Captain didn't hesitate at all and rushed out.

Xu Qing's target was the maids around, and the Captain's target was the Youjing.

The water surface broke, water splashed everywhere, the maids around changed color, and the Youjing, who was soaking in the pool, had her expression change drastically in this sudden scene.

Even though the Captain was wearing a mask, she recognized him at a glance.

"It's you!"

The Captain didn't say a word, his whole body shining with blue light, countless eyes growing on his body. In every eye, a face appeared, and in the eyes of every face, there were more faces.

While looking incomparably weird, he looked like a huge bat, heading straight for the Youjing, who was soaking wet.

Xu Qing didn't have time to pay attention to the Captain. The moment he broke the water surface, his body rushed toward a maid like a ghost, and the water splashing in mid-air also twisted, turning into water balls, flying toward the other maids.

Everything was extremely fast. Xu Qing's figure appeared in front of the maid in the blink of an eye. The maid's face changed, and just as she was about to retreat, it was too late. Xu Qing raised his right hand and waved, and immediately the maid spat out blood, rolled back to the ground, and fainted directly.

Xu Qing didn't kill anyone. His shadow spread under his feet, forming a black canopy, and his speed became even faster.

The cultivation of these maids was mostly Golden Core, and there were only two Nascent Souls, which was a huge gap compared to Xu Qing, so Xu Qing's attack ended in just a few breaths.

None of the dozens of maids could escape; all of them fainted and lay scattered around the pool. After doing all this, Xu Qing turned to look at the Captain's side.

What he saw was the Captain's body collapsing and falling apart under the Youjing's cold snort and wave.

But the next instant, the Captain's shattered body actually turned into countless small blue insects, rushing toward the Youjing from all directions.

The number of these small insects was extremely large, no less than tens of thousands. Although they still collapsed and shattered under the Youjing's wave, they split again.

In the blink of an eye, the number of small insects went from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, finally forming a dense vortex that shrouded the Youjing, and even connected with the vortex under the pool.

In an instant, the vortex disappeared, and the Youjing inside was nowhere to be found.

Only the ripples of the pool, following the falling water, fluctuated constantly until they calmed down after more than ten breaths.

Xu Qing stood by the pool, looking at all this, the sense of weirdness in his heart growing stronger. He quickly checked the surroundings, confirming that all fluctuations here were hidden and did not spread out at all.

"Too smooth..."

"The Youjing was once a Great Power of the Void Returning Realm. Even if she has fallen to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Treasury Realm now, it's unlikely to be so smooth!"

Xu Qing's eyes showed contemplation, but soon a thought arose in his mind.

"However, the secrets and weirdness contained in the Captain are too many. He exploded with all his strength and prepared for a long time, so it's not impossible. Perhaps this is the reason for his previous confidence."

Xu Qing thought about it and felt it made some sense, so while reinforcing the concealment around, he paid attention to the changes in the pool, while sensing the world fragment he had lent to the Captain.

Because of the large number of arrangements inside to isolate it, Xu Qing couldn't see the specifics of what was happening, but he could feel the terrifying fluctuations coming from within.

Just like that, time passed, and five hours went by.

Xu Qing waited silently. Although the longer the time, the easier it was for problems to arise, Xu Qing felt that although the Captain was crazy, he shouldn't fail so easily.

Finally, another hour passed, and the pool fluctuated suddenly.

Xu Qing retreated a few steps, his whole body hidden, ready to escape at any time, looking over with a serious expression.

Only to see the water surface rolling, and as ripples formed constantly, a head emerged from under the water.

It was a woman's head, charming and enchanting, with skin like snow—it was the Youjing.

After she emerged from the pool, she looked at Xu Qing, her body slowly stood up, revealing a beautiful figure formed by clothes clinging to her skin, and she was holding half a head in her hand.

That head... was actually the Captain.

And the fluctuation on her body was indeed the Great Perfection of the Spirit Treasury Realm. At this moment, she looked at Xu Qing with a cold glint, and threw the half head in her hand to Xu Qing's feet.

"Your senior brother is a bit useless."

The head rolled down. The Captain wasn't dead yet. At this moment, with bitterness in his eyes, he spoke weakly.

"Little Junior Brother, run... this is a trap..."

Xu Qing was expressionless.

"Big Brother, stop messing around."

This scream spread throughout the world, causing the sky to change color and clouds to surge in all directions.

And at this moment, Xu Qing's feeling of dizziness appeared again, and everyone around looked up suddenly, their expressions becoming numb, looking at the top of the mountain.

It seemed that something different from the established script had happened there!

Not only were they like this, but all living beings within the mountain gate where the Xuanming Sect was located, even the birds in the sky, even the flowers and plants, were facing the main hall at this moment, motionless.

And in the main hall, footsteps came out after the scream. The Captain's figure, wearing a red robe, walked out step by step.

He was carrying one person in his hand—it was his past life body.

Finally, he stood in front of the main hall, looking at the surroundings.

He didn't pay attention to the numb eyes of everyone around, his gaze falling on Xu Qing in the distance, a smile appearing on his face, and he spoke softly.

"Little Junior Brother, do you understand?"

As he spoke, his other hand took out a peach and bit into it. ===== CHAPTER 560 =====

Such a look appeared incomparably weird.

"Just like that, I successfully resolved the misunderstandings with her, and she was grateful that I told her the truth, so she voluntarily cooperated and chose to self-seal."

"Look, I'm a reasonable person."

The Captain finished shaving one leg and switched to the other to continue. As for those hairs, they all turned into fly ash and dissipated.

Xu Qing glanced at him and didn't speak, sitting cross-legged on the side.

Seeing that Xu Qing ignored him, the Captain smiled, took out an apple and took a bite, and even threw one to Xu Qing.

After Xu Qing caught it, he looked at the apple in his hand and looked at the Captain with deep meaning.

The Captain smiled.

Xu Qing closed his eyes and hid himself.

Days passed, and everything was normal. After those maids woke up, although they were suspicious in their hearts, seeing that their master had no abnormalities, they didn't dare to ask.

The Captain's disguise was lifelike, without revealing any flaws. It seemed he really had asked a lot of things from the Youjing and performed himself to the extreme.

In the end, even Xu Qing couldn't distinguish.

Just like that, a month passed. On the day the Youjing's baptism ended, thousands of auspicious colors and ten thousand rays of light appeared in the sky, and a grand wedding procession arrived from the horizon.

It was still the sedan chair formed by a huge skull. Thirty-two Lion Clan cultivators wearing red robes carried the sedan chair, and there were a large number of attendants around, playing joyful music.

Hundreds of people arrived grandly outside the Yin-Yang Flower Sect. They were going to take the Youjing to the Xuanming Sect. Today was the day of the grand wedding.

Yun Xiazi, who hadn't appeared for a long time, appeared today. She looked at the Youjing walking out from outside the spirit pool, a smile on her face.

The Youjing, who had been baptized for a month, clearly had a better complexion, especially since she had changed into new clothes, making her look even more charming.

In a long red dress, wearing a phoenix crown, with rouge on her face just right, she exuded a variety of charms, attracting countless gazes from the Yin-Yang Flower Sect.

Outside the spirit pool, she said goodbye to Yun Xiazi, and then, surrounded by maids and guards living around, left the Yin-Yang Flower Sect and stepped onto the skull sedan chair.

After a neat low shout, the thirty-two big men lifted the sedan chair and walked steadily in mid-air, heading straight for the horizon.

The music around continued, flowers were scattered as before, and all the cultivators in the Weiyang Mountain Range who passed by couldn't help but look sideways after seeing it.

Today, all the sects of the Weiyang Mountain Range were invited to go to the Xuanming Sect to attend the wedding ceremony.

Only, neither the departing wedding procession nor any of the disciples in the Yin-Yang Flower Sect noticed that at this very moment, inside the Twin Peaks, a meaningful laughter echoed leisurely.

The place where the laughter came from was inside the Twin Peaks, where there was a huge stone cave.

The stone cave was not small, as if the entire mountain had been hollowed out from top to bottom. An old man with disheveled hair wearing a five-colored robe was floating cross-legged at the very top.

The old man's body was withered, looking like a skeleton, but there was no death aura on him; instead, he was full of vitality, and there were even Void Returning fluctuations lingering on him, making it difficult to distinguish the specifics for a while.

And below him was a scene that could shock all directions and make everyone who saw it feel shocked.

That was a huge landscape projection. Outsiders might find it difficult to recognize at first glance, but people living here could instantly recognize that this projection was the Weiyang Mountain Range.

Except for the size, everything else was exactly the same.

Every blade of grass and tree, every mountain and stone, including the birds in the sky, as well as the cities under the mountains and the sect buildings, were all consistent with the outside world.

All things in the Weiyang Mountain Range appeared here.

It also included the living beings here!

Whether it was mortals or cultivators, all were like this.

And it was operating, as if this was a real-time miniature of the entire Weiyang Mountain Range.

Even Xu Qing and the others were inside, and the wedding procession leaving the Yin-Yang Flower Sect was also visible.

What was even more astonishing was that there was a silk thread on the projection of these living beings, like their destiny, floating in this cave inside the mountain.

The infinite silk threads looked extremely weird, and what was even weirder was the five-colored old man sitting cross-legged at the highest point, his hands raised, waving constantly.

Under his fluctuations, the silk threads of all living beings in the Weiyang Mountain Range touched each other while shaking, intersecting with each other.

Fates that shouldn't have been produced were thus produced, emotions that shouldn't have existed appeared, and relationships that shouldn't have appeared were inexplicably formed.

The destiny of all living beings was changed, life trajectories were influenced, and everything had to proceed according to the old man's thoughts, as if the Weiyang Mountain Range had become a play.

The old man was the creator of this play, and every existence in the play was a character he had shaped.

Although they retained their original memories and personalities, they had to follow his script to finish the rest of their lives, thereby giving birth to countless sparks of life, releasing brilliant light like fireworks, until one dancing butterfly after another was formed, flying in all directions.

Some danced in the stone cave inside the mountain, while others shuttled through the mountains and rocks, flying to the outside world.

Those dancing butterflies emitted strange power, and wherever they passed, the dust was like a dream, shrouding Weiyang.

Occasionally, some outsiders would appear in this area of the outside world, but when they walked into the range of the Weiyang Mountain Range, their projections would appear here, silk threads would appear on their heads, and they would join the old man's play.

Their destiny would also be given a new mission at that moment.

From time to time, the old man would stand up from his cross-legged position and move in a strange posture inside the stone cave.

His limbs waved, the silk threads of all living beings shook violently, his expressions changed, the destiny of all things intersected instantly, and stories of love, hate, and enmity emerged one after another.

He was the creator of this magic trick, but he was also a person in the play, integrating himself into it, using his life to perform a dance.

All of this, while weird, also gave people a sense of incomparable piety.

Because this was the ritual dance of the Yin-Yang Flower Sect!

The ritual dance was not for the people of the temple, but to dance for the gods, thereby pleasing the gods.

It existed in many great domains with gods, and its origin was because gods often liked to sleep, such as the Red Mother.

It's just that the Red Mother's previous sleep could be awakened at any time, but her current state made it difficult to wake up quickly.

But no matter what, when the gods slept, they would emit dream power, and the god's dream was the source of the ritual dance ability. They would use the god's dream to shroud an area.

In this area, everything would be affected, whether it was destiny or life, all living beings would become blank in their thoughts, needing the ritual dance to weave according to their own ideas, thereby forming a colorful, real dream.

This dream could not be perceived by the gods when they slept, and would only emerge the moment they woke up, thereby savoring it.

If she liked it, she would bestow blessings.

This was why there were so many branches of the Yin-Yang Flower Sect.

There was a ritual dancer in every branch, and according to their cultivation and past blessings, the abilities and ranges they could display were also different.

As the creator of this god's dream in the Weiyang Mountain Range, this old man believed that the god should like his ritual dance this time.

"Especially those outsiders, making this dream..."

"Even more interesting."

The old man sat cross-legged again, his eyes filled with deep meaning, and he spoke hoarsely.

The same four words echoed softly from the Captain's mouth in the sedan chair at this moment.

The smile on his face was also meaningful, but all of this flashed by. He stretched, his beautiful eyes swept across the surroundings, and landed on a guard beside him.

That guard was expressionless, following silently—it was Xu Qing in disguise.

Xu Qing's mind was a bit messy. He felt that everything was a bit wrong. Being too smooth was just one aspect.

For example, at this moment, he looked up at a bird in the sky.

That bird had paused for a few breaths in mid-air, as if it had been stuck there, motionless.

And the feeling of dizziness appeared before Xu Qing's eyes again at this moment. The sense of overlap changed from intense to weak, until it recovered, and that bird seemed as if it had never paused, having already flown far away.

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes, suddenly raised his right hand, and grabbed at the bird flying away. He wanted to see if this bird was real or fake.

The bird's body shook, its trajectory changed, and it rolled back toward him.

But the moment its trajectory changed, the moment the bird fell into Xu Qing's hand, the surroundings suddenly twisted intensely, and the feeling of haze and dizziness appeared again.

This time, it was even more astonishing than before, because all the wedding procession around actually paused at this moment. Everyone turned their heads instantly, looking at Xu Qing in unison, their expressions wooden, their gazes dull.

Xu Qing's body paused. The touch in his hand made him clearly perceive that this bird was real, and there were heartbeats and body temperature.

And this scene of everyone around looking at him was so weird that his scalp felt a bit numb. After being silent for two breaths, Xu Qing let go of his hand. The bird flew into the sky rapidly, actually returning to its original position, continuing to fly forward according to its previous trajectory.

As if its destiny had long been determined.

The people around also turned their heads, as if nothing had happened, continuing to move forward, their expressions instantly recovering, full of joy.

The music was normal, and the scattering of flowers continued.

Only Xu Qing felt a strong sense of heart palpitations, looking at the Captain.

The Captain looked at Xu Qing, meaningful.

This gaze made Xu Qing instinctively think of a sentence the Captain had said many times.

"Little Ah Qing, just trust me." ===== CHAPTER 559 =====