Chapter 357: Shushan Turmoil

"That's roughly how it went!"

When Mu Yi finished recounting the whole matter from start to finish.

"Swoosh!" Bai Ze showed no hesitation, revealed its true form, hurled all the artifacts at hand, tore open space, and dove straight in.

"Alas! Safe travels!" Mu Yi's face was full of sighs.

He hoped he could still see Bai Ze later; such a huge fire pit, and he had to jump in himself.

"Go back and look for the tiger beast. By the way, the Owner might know something?"

Mu Yi suddenly thought of something and decided to go to the Red Earth Tavern to ask the Owner, after all the Nine-tailed Fox counts as a mountain‑sea exotic beast and should know some secrets.

He rode his familiar carriage to the Owner's tavern and explained his question to her.

"Owner, do you know where such tiger beasts can be found?"

After hearing Mu Yi's question, the Owner frowned, sized him up from head to toe, and her eyes showed a hint of disbelief.

"You can freely enter and exit Kunlun; do you hold a Jiuzhou divine rank?"

"Thanks to the Owner's Hundred Families Conference invitation ticket, I luckily took first place and obtained a divine rank," Mu Yi said modestly.

"What grade is your current divine rank?" the Owner asked impatiently.

"Fifth rank!" Mu Yi, though a bit surprised, answered honestly.

"Hahaha, Heaven opens its eyes; it actually let us wait for this!" the Owner burst into laughter, even slapping the table.

"What a coincidence, truly Heaven has eyes!"

Mu Yi was a little baffled, but he patiently waited for the Owner to finish laughing.

"I know where you can find tiger beasts with White Tiger bloodline, but you must do me a favor!"

"Owner, speak freely; as long as it doesn't violate Heavenly law, even if it means walking through fire and water, I will not refuse!"

Mu Yi immediately pounded his chest, indicating no problem; a drop of kindness deserves a spring in return, and he is not ungrateful.

"Good kid! I didn't misjudge you!" the Nine-tailed Fox Owner's eyes flashed with fierce light.

"I want you to go to that place and completely wipe out the Shushan Sect!"

Immediately after, she produced an invitation ticket and handed it to Mu Yi.

"The White Tiger bloodline you seek is also within the Shushan Sect; behind their mountain lies a place called the Demon-Blocking Tower, which imprisons various divine beasts and demonic monsters!"

"Shushan Sect?" Mu Yi pondered for a moment, recalling memories of Shushan from the corners of his mind.

If his memory is correct, the Shushan Sect's Demon-Blocking Tower even dares to imprison the descendants of Nüwa, and the White Tiger sacred beast's bloodline appears to be being purged there as well.

Mu Yi glanced at the invitation ticket.

【Shushan Turmoil】

Battle scene: Super‑large

Battle challenge level: 20‑30

ps: Warning, in this battle the Shushan Sect can summon celestial beings to the mortal realm; celestial challenge level 40, proceed with caution.

ps: Warning, in this battle non‑human races may be hunted by the Shushan Sect.

After reading the information, Mu Yi mused for a moment and looked oddly at the Owner.

"Owner, why not go yourself to take revenge?"

Although Mu Yi didn't know exactly how strong the Owner was, he was sure she was at least above rank 40.

"I've been marked by that Shushan Sect; as soon as I appear in that world, celestial beings will descend from Jiuzhou to capture me. How could I possibly take revenge?" the Nine-tailed Fox Owner gritted her teeth.

She naturally harbored extreme hatred toward the Shushan Sect.

She had done nothing wrong, honestly absorbing sun and moon essence to cultivate for longevity, yet the Shushan Sect members without hesitation tried to lock her in the Demon-Blocking Tower.

After a lucky escape, she seized an opportunity and entered the Zong Network.

Having successfully cultivated within the Zong Network, she naturally set out for Shushan to exact revenge.

But Shushan draws directly from the Heavenly Realm, that is, Jiuzhou itself; what could she possibly do? Even as a Nine-tailed Fox, how could she contend with the Jiuzhou Heavenly Court?

If you can defeat celestial soldiers and generals, there are still countless great deities behind them; she, a small Nine-tailed Fox, even if she could overturn the heavens, wouldn't be hiding in the Zong Network as a tavern Owner.

"Rest assured, the founding patriarch of the Shushan Sect, though summoned to the Heavenly Court, is only a sixth‑rank deity and would never make things difficult for you!"

"I understand!" Mu Yi nodded.

"Owner, rest assured, this matter is on my shoulders!"

Mu Yi understood why the Nine-tailed Fox Owner handed him this task; even if she could defeat the opposing founding patriarch, what meaning would that have, with the Heavenly Court as a great tree behind her, the Nine-tailed Fox Owner could not overturn the heavens.

But his own involvement is different; being one rank higher can crush people. Moreover, the Owner's mission is merely to teach the Shushan Sect a lesson, not to destroy its doctrine; even if the founding patriarch descends, he must be formally addressed as a Supreme Deity.

The task indeed suits him, but the only question is whether he can defeat the Shushan Sect.

Although taking on ordinary Legends is like cutting fruit, these high‑level Legends bordering on demigods might not be so easy for him.

Even with a divine rank granting massive bonuses in the Jiuzhou world, success is not guaranteed.

Nevertheless, never mind; if he can't win, he'll shake things up. He can't escape the Owner's karmic debt, so he must face it head‑on.

Besides, White Tiger bloodline isn't that easy to find.

As Mu Yi's resolve hardened, a prompt suddenly refreshed on his retina:

"Enter the Shushan Turmoil battle?"

"Yes."

"Transferring character to Shushan world scene..."

As the flood of prompts refreshed on his retina, Mu Yi was instantly teleported from the Red Earth Tavern to a desolate-looking mountain range.

The grass on the ground had all withered, leaving only a dense layer of gray‑white stalks silently narrating a deathly stillness.

The sky was a thick layer of leaden clouds, and the whole scene's lighting appeared dim.

All around was quiet; not even a single insect's hiss could be heard.

Mu Yi frowned, using his sword to part the underground grass stalks, instantly revealing a dead‑gray sand beneath, occasionally dotted with the shells of unknown beetles.

"What is this?"

Mu Yi scooped up a handful of sand; he felt it wasn't a naturally formed substance, saturated with a blood‑soaked scent he recognized.

"This must be the Shu Shan Sect's domain, right?"

Mu Yi frowned toward the sky; the black, oppressive firmament above exuded a heavy pressure that made his heart inexplicably race.

"No wonder the recommendation rating is between 20 and 30; so this world is in a period of chaos?"

Mu Yi extended his hand to calculate the location of the Shu Shan Sect, but found the heavenly signs clouded; the Shu Shan Sect seemed shrouded in a dark cloud, making any calculation impossible.

"Seeing ghosts!" Mu Yi was startled; on Jiuzhou proper, with so many big shots, it's normal that heavenly signs are blocked and can't be calculated.

Yet this is just a world under Jiuzhou, and as a fifth‑rank Celestial Lord, he couldn't work out anything.

Does that make sense?

It's as if someone has wrapped the Shu Shan Sect in a massive fog.

Though he couldn't pinpoint the exact spot, Mu Yi could still gauge the general direction.

"Interesting!" Mu Yi became intrigued; he had thought he'd come this time to act as a tyrant, but unexpectedly triggered a hidden storyline.

Mu Yi flew toward the direction he had calculated for Shu Shan, and suddenly heard a strange sound, prompting him to descend this way.

"Woo, hahaha!" As Mu Yi approached, the voice grew sharper and mournful, sounding like a woman screaming in agony.

"How dare you use such ghostly tricks to embarrass me!"

Mu Yi looked at the surrounding gloom; instead of fear, he felt only contempt.

He is a proper Underworld spirit; if he were scared by monsters, he'd rather crash into a block of tofu and die.

"Hmph! Get out!"

Mu Yi snorted coldly, and the nether‑dark Qi rippled outward, instantly dispelling the surrounding ghostly traps.

A sinister black silhouette revealed its face: eight flashing, ferocious eyes, each tinged with terrifying colors, a furry cheek, and a gaping maw bearing two vicious fangs thrust outward.

"Hehehe, where did this guardian priest come from, daring to meddle so much!"

A chilling voice rang out; atop the snarling giant spider sat a child exuding a bewitching aura.

The child, about seven or eight years old, wore a well‑tailored bright red Dao robe; though his skin was youthful, he emitted an aged vibe.

"From your direction, you must be heading to rescue the Shu Shan Sect, so you can't just pass through!"

"Audacious monster, practicing evil methods and harming others, yet you still utter reckless words!"

Mu Yi's gaze swept over the red‑robe child and fell to the ground, where several girls' corpses lay scattered, long dead.

The souls of those girls were bound within a flag made of white bone, roasted by greenish ghost fire, emitting silent wails.

Enraged, Mu Yi instantly understood everything; some rogue cultivator had emerged, killing and imprisoning souls—an unforgivable crime!

In a flash, Mu Yi appeared beside the bone flag, seized it, and instantly shattered it.

Hundreds of dead souls surged from the flag; Mu Yi's face showed compassion as he softly chanted a transference sutra, sealing the souls into a Reincarnation Barrier and sending them to reincarnate.

Seeing Mu Yi destroy the bone artifact, the red‑robe child erupted in fury, raising a massive hammer that slammed down, its five snarling skull heads spewing endless demonic Qi.

"How dare you destroy my ancestor's artifact! I will forge your soul into a weapon, condemning you to never be reborn!" the red‑robe child roared, eyes flashing fierce light.

Mu Yi remained expressionless, grasped the giant hammer with one hand, and with a surge of Inner Qi instantly crushed it.

He then re‑encased the souls contained in the hammer into the Reincarnation Barrier, transmuting them for rebirth.

"Upper, kill him!" The red‑robe child realized Mu Yi was no ordinary foe, immediately forming hand seals that emitted oily green light while driving the giant spider beneath his hips to attack Mu Yi.

A white thread whooshed out from the spider's mouthpiece.

Mu Yi waved casually, and the yin‑evil Qi instantly swept all directions, turning the white thread to ash.

In the next instant, Mu Yi swung his palm, a massive blade of light blossomed in his hand, cleaving the giant spider in two and pulling its soul into the Animal Realm.

Looking at the fallen red‑robe child on the ground, Mu Yi loudly pronounced his crimes.

"Murdering living beings, defying Heaven's laws, I, this Celestial Lord, will now press you into the Underworld, subject you to Ten Courts Yama's judgment, and make you atone for your sins in the Eighteenth Layer Hell!"

Mu Yi is not a judge Yama; most of the time he strips impurities from souls, purifying them into true spirits that reincarnate.

This is his first time actively sending a soul into the Eighteenth Layer Hell.

Mu Yi waved his hand, and the Reincarnation Barrier instantly enveloped the red‑robe monster that wore a child's form.

Countless chains erupted from the ground, forcibly tearing the monster's soul from its body.

"Spare me, Supreme God, spare me…"

The red‑robe monster showed terror; having been taken down at a glance, how could it not understand the gap between them?

It immediately begged for mercy, but Mu Yi, in his fury, paid no heed to the demon's wails.

He directly used the Ghost Gate to suppress its soul, planning to cast it into the Underworld for Ten Courts Yama's trial; merely slaying such a demon would be too easy, it must atone in the Eighth… the Eighteenth Layer Hell.

"What on earth is the Shu Shan Sect doing, forcing even the proprietress to flee her home, yet letting such Evil Demons and Heretics roam free?"

Mu Yi's face turned grim; this old monster was at most a half‑Legend, yet had survived over three hundred years.

Even if recent troubles kept him busy, what had he done for the past several hundred years?

This Evil Demon and Heretic has at least several thousand lives in his hands.

Even sacred beasts can be locked in the Demon‑Lock Tower, yet he can't deal with this low‑level rogue?

Previously indifferent to Shu Shan, Mu Yi now despises the sect even more.

"Hmph, I'll see what kind of illustrious orthodox sect Shu Shan truly is."

Mu Yi sprouted wings behind him and sped straight toward Shu Shan's direction.

From the red‑robe monster's mouth, he guessed that the Shu Shan Sect had been besieged by some Evil Demon, turning the area into this ghostly scene.

As he flew toward Shu Shan, his expression grew darker; the farther he went, the more demons and monsters he encountered.

A flash of cold light streaked by, and Mu Yi sliced a demon in two.

"The thirty‑seventh!" Mu Yi's face remained unchanged; he seized it with one hand and thrust it into the barrier, frowning as he gazed into the distance.

Amid the blood‑qi spreading across the sky, he finally sensed a hint of a different aura.

On the open ground, hundreds of white‑robed youths carrying swords on their backs sat cross‑legged, maintaining a massive spell formation.

Mu Yi looked down from the sky, and it resembled a gigantic Bagua yin‑yang diagram.

The formation resisted the blood‑qi seeping in from all directions, cutting off what Mu Yi had previously deduced—that thick blood‑colored mist.