Chapter 149: Taiwei Invitation

Taiwei Invitation

It seems that True Person Qingshan is indeed quite satisfied with Zhong Sixteen, actually giving him a replica magic treasure of the Heaven and Earth Six Harmonies Lamp...

This thought flashed through her mind quickly, but Ruan Ci's heart was as cold as ice and snow. She turned to look at Ruan Rong. Ruan Rong nodded slightly, and the sisters patted the magic tools on their bodies at the same time. Sword qi surged around them, and several Donghua Sword Qi turned into swimming dragons, flying out from around the two. Both pointed their fingers and shouted, "Go!"

The Donghua Sword is a cosmic-level spirit treasure. Even if no one controls it, it can fight a Golden Core cultivator on equal terms. Although Zhong Sixteen's cultivation is superb, what he holds is only a replica of the Heaven and Earth Six Harmonies Lamp, and he is at least distracted to drive two magic treasures at this time, one is the Heaven and Earth Six Harmonies Lamp, and the other is the protective magic treasure given by True Person Qingshan, suppressing his cultivation so as not to affect the Cold Rain Flowers on the water. Facing the Donghua Sword Qi, he could not be completely calm. The disciples of the Taiwei Gate seemed to have a tacit understanding, releasing spiritual power one after another to attract the Donghua Sword Qi to fight. Ruan Rong sneered, "Well come!"

As long as there is enough spirit jade, her magic power is endless, and the Donghua Sword Qi does not need Ruan Rong to drive it. She flipped her hand and pulled out a precious sword, hummed softly, pulled the sword and rose, shouting, "Aunt Ci, come with me!"

Ruan Ci also pulled out her sword, her body following the sword. The two sisters combined their swords, their momentum sharp and peerless, attacking the Taiwei Gate. Qi Yueying and Uncle Tu did not act, contending with the several Golden Core cultivators who had not yet acted in the momentum field. The two sisters released sword qi to entangle Zhong Sixteen, fought the dozen or so Foundation Establishment disciples of the Taiwei Gate, and actually took the lead, not losing the slightest momentum.

When cultivators fight, it is not necessarily the side with more people that gains the upper hand, nor is it certain that the one with a higher cultivation base will win. The contest of aura in the field is just as critical as the actual numbers. While it is impossible for every one of the dozen or so disciples of the Grand Void Gate to be as outstanding as Ruan Rong and Ruan Ci, there are those among them at the late-stage Foundation Establishment. In terms of magic power, the combined strength of a dozen people is certainly higher than that of the two sisters. However, the aura of these two sisters—one vast and boundless, noble and magnificent, giving the eerie impression of infinite magic power despite being only at Foundation Establishment; the other with a deep foundation, looking down with pride, her magic power mellow and vigorous, her oppressive presence faintly approaching that of a Jin Dan—is formidable.

Zhong Sixteen fought eight Donghua Sword Qi alone, still having spare energy, as if winning was just a matter of time. He was arrogant and complacent outside the Cold Rain Marsh, but at this time he was calm and composed, as if he had no feelings and could look at everything transcendentally. Seeing the momentum in the field getting more and more chaotic, he raised his eyebrows slightly, took out a conch from his arms, held it to his mouth and blew. Hearing the woo-woo sound, it seemed that countless short spiritual powers burst out. Every chaotic magic power had a tune in this conch to meet it. If the magic power was sharp, the tune was smooth; if the magic power was vigorous, the tune was gentle.

In this way, the two offset each other, and the chaotic spiritual power gradually subsided. Ruan Ci's face changed slightly, and she secretly said, "This person is worthy of being a proud disciple of the Taiwei Gate. He can manipulate magic power so meticulously. It is impossible to do it without practicing the sensing cultivation method. No wonder the Yaoshan Sect is willing to let him enter the marsh. Humph, he also knows that his cultivation is the highest here and far exceeds the limit. If the tornado takes shape and the harvest of the Cold Rain Flower is affected, the cause and effect will still have to be borne by him. And if the Cold Rain Flower withers completely, then the premise of this game will no longer exist, and the Grotto-Heaven True Person can take advantage of the situation to enter the game. No matter what the final result is, Zhong Sixteen can be considered to have lost."

Of course, if the Cold Rain Flower is not picked, then Ruan Rong's errand is not handled particularly well, but she herself doesn't care. This woman is always elegant and quiet, as if she were a young lady raised in a deep boudoir, not even very skilled in hunting demon beasts. When she really fights, she is extremely ruthless. Once she bites the enemy's weakness, she will not let go easily. At this time, Zhong Sixteen was distracted to manipulate the magic conch, and the light of the small lamp in his hand dimmed slightly. Ruan Rong's jade fingers flipped, and four more sword qi flew toward him. The long sword in her hand picked slightly, attacking the Taiwei Gate disciples at the same time, straight to the throat. Only a scream was heard, and a boy fell backward, clucking in his mouth, blood bubbles bubbling straight. The sword qi in the wound surged, and it was difficult to heal itself. Relying entirely on the sword qi in her hand, in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, she seriously injured a disciple in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Ruan Ci took the opportunity to raise the Frost Sword, about to stab that one-way-forward sword, taking the lives of the Taiwei Gate disciples. Zhong Sixteen frowned, put away the small lamp, and pointed four fingers at the field in an instant, each pointing at the strongest point of Ruan Ci's momentum.

These fingers, although they did not directly hurt Ruan Ci's body, broke the momentum, also making her blood and qi surge, spiritual sense shake, and suffer a heavy blow. The Taiwei Gate disciples who were suppressed as soon as they entered the field finally had a chance to turn the tables. The ghost-faced girl gave a light drink, "Form the array!"

The group's aura changed, and their magic power immediately formed a mysterious formation. They formed magic seals, with the ghost-faced girl as the base, forming an Eight Directions Great Array, covering Ruan Ci and Ruan Rong. Everyone's magic power was like a spring breeze in the magic array, merging into one, and there were rune channels flashing back and forth, amplifying the magic power.

Uncle Tu's eyes emitted light, and the array map that should have dimmed after a flash became brighter and brighter, branding into his eyes. The Taiwei Gate disciples were also fearless. The ghost-faced girl smiled, "Taiwei Gate Eight Floating Wind Array, please enlighten me!"

As soon as this Eight Floating Wind Array took shape, it occupied all the momentum in the field. Ruan Ci was about to find an opportunity to brew momentum, find enough space to use that one-way-forward move, and pierce a corner of the Eight Floating Wind Array—this Eight Floating Wind Array seems to only need eight people to perform, but the disciple Ruan Rong just injured seems to be in charge of an array eye here. He cannot act, so another disciple fills it, so she can detect the flaws in the Eight Floating Wind Array.

But where does Ruan Rong need any time to brew an offensive? Seeing that she fell into a disadvantage, she flipped her fair hand, and a cold iron awl flashing with black light lay in her palm. Magic power was poured into it without hesitation. It was clearly the early stage of Foundation Establishment. She just made a blow, but at this time she could still drive the magic treasure, seeming effortless. She smiled lightly, "The Shangqing Array-Breaking Awl is here, specifically breaking all magic arrays in the world."

She raised her hand, and the array-breaking awl turned into black light, fiercely stabbing at the spiritual power barrier. The Taiwei disciple at the array eye groaned, blood oozing from his seven orifices, and slowly softened and fell. Another disciple immediately replaced him, but Ruan Rong did not hesitate, immediately pouring magic power into the array-breaking awl. At this time, even the Golden Core cultivator of the Taiwei Gate was surprised, "A Foundation Establishment disciple, is the magic power endless? Even with the green sword added, there is no such mystery, right?"

Zhong Sixteen hummed lightly, the conch disappeared from his hand, and the small lamp appeared again. He puffed up his mouth and blew hard. The lamp fire suddenly brightened, illuminating the surroundings transparently, as if even the black water area was lit up. This lamp fire seemed to illuminate more than just reality. Even in the void number momentum field, it was illuminated by the lamp fire, and where the lamp fire illuminated, it seemed to naturally take Zhong Sixteen as the master. Everyone who was illuminated could not help but give birth to thoughts of submission and obedience. Even if they could immediately suppress this thought, the miscellaneous thoughts were endless, and the operation of magic power was ultimately affected, stagnating for a moment.

But just for this moment, it was enough for Zhong Sixteen to let go. He pointed out, pushing the other three of the Shangqing Sect to roll out, almost to the end of the lamp light. The deterrent meaning of the lamp light there had slowed down, but the stagnation was thicker, and even the flow of time was changed. The three wanted to fight back, but they had already flown far away, and at the end of the lamp light, the speed was extremely slow, and even if they wanted to act, it was too late.

Sword qi erupted in Ruan Rong's body, and precious light was hidden, but she could resist the power of this lamp fire and not fall into a disadvantage. She was about to drive the sword qi again, but Zhong Sixteen formed dozens of magic seals in an instant, sealing, cutting, dissolving, and suppressing, dissolving the twelve wisps of Donghua Sword Qi in the blink of an eye, and even beckoned to Ruan Rong.

Ruan Rong could not help herself and threw herself at him. Zhong Sixteen said, "Sword envoy, slow down your attack. Do you know that I only need a flick of a finger to kill you at this time? I am an impatient person, don't force me. If you force me hard, what if I make the Donghua Sword ownerless? If I want to kill you, I will definitely do it."

The Cold Rain Flower has not withered, and this game is not over. Ruan Rong is different from others, mostly coming here to protect the Dao. She is a person in this game. Before this game is over, I am afraid that even the Grotto-Heaven True Person will not dare to intervene rashly. Zhong Sixteen said he would kill her, not a false threat. But it can also be seen that he finally regarded Ruan Rong as the true body of the sword envoy without any doubt.

Ruan Rong's face was pale, and she didn't speak, her hands still tightly clasping the small bell. Zhong Sixteen smiled, "Listen to me. Of course, you joined the Shangqing Sect in the South Zhuzhou, you must have been bewitched by them. They told you that the former sword envoy Xie Yan is still a traitor to the Shangqing Sect, and the two sides are incompatible, and after she left, the Shangqing Sect's fortune declined greatly, making it difficult to find sword seeds. There are no other sword seeds in the sect, so the Shangqing Sect will definitely cultivate you with all their strength. After Xie Yan returns to the mountain, they will guarantee you to compete with her for the sword, is that right?"

He practiced the sensing method, and at this time he occupied an absolute advantage. At this time, his eyes were burning, looking at Ruan Rong beside him. Ruan Rong's thoughts really didn't know how much could be hidden from his full sensing. She didn't say a word, and Zhong Sixteen had already laughed. Although his cultivation was superb, he looked like a teenager and had a bit of childishness, as if he were Ruan Rong's younger brother, "Ah, I know, the Shangqing Sect told you this, um, the Qingling Sect and our Taiwei Gate didn't board the ship to come here, you chose one of the three pillars of Qingtian to join, and with the previous situation, judging the situation, it is not wrong. To say that the Shangqing Sect lied to you, that doesn't seem to be the case—but how many things did they not tell you?"

"For example, why have you never been allowed to enter the Grotto-Heaven of your master, True Person Lin, and even his name has never been mentioned. Although they are all Grotto-Heaven True Persons, why does your master's fortune seem to be declining? You must know that the Shangqing Sect Master must occupy the most prosperous place of the Shangqing Sect's fortune. Even if his successor betrayed the sect, it is impossible for the fortune to decline to such a degree. Losing the Donghua Sword is indeed a regrettable thing, but the Donghua Sword has always been circulating among major sects. Does every change of hands have to cost a Sect Master?"

"Have you never thought about why you should pick this Cold Rain Flower King? The fortune gathered by this Cold Rain Flower King should not be so valued by the Grotto-Heaven True Person, why is the Shangqing Sect so determined to get it?"

He asked one sentence after another, making Ruan Rong's face change, lowering her head and not speaking. Zhong Sixteen's triumphant expression became even stronger, smiling slightly, "Ah, you must have had doubts in your heart, but you have already joined the sect, and your master is obedient to you, bestowing many magic treasures, so you are embarrassed to ask more, right? Why don't I solve your doubts today, what do you say?"

Ruan Rong sighed and said in a low voice, "You just want me to go with you willingly, right?"

Zhong Sixteen smiled, "Exactly, but I won't lie to you. I'm just telling you what the Shangqing Sect is hiding from you—what the Shangqing Sect said is indeed not a lie, but they didn't tell you that Xie Yan betrayed the sect but not the master. She betrayed the Shangqing Sect because she wanted to find a precious medicine for True Person Lin in another world that Langhuan Zhou Tian does not have. Humph, outsiders say that Xie Yan is deeply in love with the Yanshan Demon Lord and was seduced by the Demon Lord to betray the sect. In our opinion, the Demon Lord might be in love with her, but what Xie Yan cares about most in her heart is her master, True Person Lin."

"True Person Lin's wife is sleeping in his Grotto-Heaven, only one step away from becoming a Dao slave. As the Shangqing Sect Master, he should have let nature take its course, but he forcibly sealed the Grotto-Heaven, delaying his wife's path to fall. Such an act against heaven, the fortune itself has declined greatly, and for his own selfishness, he indulged his beloved disciple to betray the sect and leave the sky. He is already unworthy of his position and cannot be recognized by the Sect Master's position. If it weren't for your ancestor sharing the fortune of the Jinping Yuzhen Heaven with him, I'm afraid he would have gone down in gloom long ago. When you came here from South Zhuzhou, was that grand ceremony to celebrate you, the sword envoy, joining the Shangqing Sect? That was to celebrate that the Sect Master's fortune finally had some improvement, which can be said to be turning danger into safety. Do you know that if you refused to join the Shangqing Sect, the Shangqing Sect Master at this moment would only be your wing's master, True Person Zixu Wang!"

Zhong Sixteen said sentence by sentence, all of which were shocking inside stories. Even if Ruan Rong's mind was firm, she could not help but show surprise at this time. Zhong Sixteen saw that she was wavering, and sneered, "Are you afraid I'm lying to you? Why don't you ask that Dharma Tu Pearl, is there any false word in what I said?"

Everyone's eyes could not help but follow Ruan Rong to look at Uncle Tu. Uncle Tu's face was dull and he didn't say a word, but looking at his expression, everyone knew: Zhong Sixteen didn't say a false word. The inside story of Xie Yan's betrayal of the sect that day was indeed like this!

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Updated, sorry for the wait, everyone. This chapter is updated from the draft box.

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