Chapter 15: Five Kingdoms Stand Together, Cultivation Has Its Sects

It was midnight.

The sky was not clear, and within the prefecture city, things grew gradually quiet following the curfew.

Fang Longye concealed his tracks, flew through the air, and used his divine sense to search, quickly locking onto the Jialing Prefecture Office.

"To be the highest authority in a prefecture, wallowing in debauchery and luxury, is quite the norm, after all." He landed lightly on the ridge of a large mansion, looking toward the residence that remained brightly lit all night.

Fang Longye, in a green robe with long hair flowing, looking like a god or an immortal, landed softly in the inner courtyard of the mansion.

The guards and servants patrolling inside walked past him as if they did not see him, without the slightest awareness.

This was not some invisibility supernatural power, but a trick of the eye that used water mist to refract light.

As a water-attribute demon, this kind of trick-of-the-eye method was something he could perform with ease.

However, it could only deceive mortals with the naked eye; any cultivator with divine sense would be able to see through it at a glance.

He also scanned with his divine sense and discovered there were no cultivators in the city; those with even a little bit of strength were merely mortal martial artists who had not entered the Dao, which was why he was so casual.

Following a small path, passing through pavilions and towers, and a garden with a layout of curved water flowing cups, Fang Longye arrived before the bedroom door of the mansion's master.

He first cast the Soul Bewitching Technique, confirmed with his divine sense that the people inside were all fast asleep, and then pushed the door open to enter the room without haste.

"Truly a wealthy household! Look at how this life is lived~" Even though his divine sense had already scanned the area, witnessing the scene of debauchery inside with his own eyes, Fang Longye still sighed.

On the carpet in the room, jade bodies were strewn about, a sight of "snow-white" everywhere, with almost nowhere to step.

He hovered to the side of the bed, pointed a finger at a middle-aged fat man of about forty years old amidst the warmth and fragrance, and the Soul Searching Technique was finished in an instant~

"Interesting, indeed~" Pondering the information obtained from the soul search in his mind, Fang Longye smiled lightly.

In this Small World, the inhabited lands were divided into five kingdoms: Zhang, Xu, Yue, Liao, and Cang.

Originally, among these five kingdoms, the Zhang Kingdom was the strongest, occupying the best and largest territory in the center, having existed for over a thousand years.

Alas, prosperity leads to decline. Nowadays, the Zhang Kingdom's court was filled with "upright officials," and "local gentry and virtuous scholars" ran rampant in the countryside.

Land annexation had reached its extreme, and under natural and man-made disasters, displaced people rose up in rebellion from time to time.

As the saying goes, with internal strife and external aggression, more than a decade ago, the Cang Kingdom, which was gradually rising in the north, seized the opportunity to invade the south wantonly.

More than half of the original territory of thirty-six prefectures was lost, leaving only seventeen prefectures.

Although there were benevolent and righteous people who stepped forward to lead a northern expedition, unfortunately, the heroes did not find their master; in Fang Longye's view, the future was bleak.

The fat man before him, who could be considered "gifted" among mortals, was named Xu Yang, and he was the administrator of this Jialing Prefecture, which could be considered a high-ranking regional official in the Zhang Kingdom.

Because of this, he knew quite a bit of information.

Even about cultivation sects, this fat man knew a thing or two.

Having figured out the situation roughly, he did not linger and turned to walk out of the room. He rose into the air, left the prefecture city, and flew toward the west.

Fang Longye learned from the fat man's memory that the Demon Mountain Dense Forest where he had previously been was called the Ten Thousand Mountains by the humans of this Small World.

Its trend was like a "U" shape with a gap to the right, which, together with the ocean to the east, surrounded the entire inhabited land.

Because of this, the human cultivators in the Small World, in order to defend against the demon clan and spirits, united one after another to establish sects in the north, west, and south, near the Ten Thousand Mountains.

In the fat man's memory, there were the locations of three cultivation sects: one in the west, and two in the southeast.

Fang Longye chose the Long River Sect in the Longyuan Prefecture in the west, not because it was only two thousand-plus miles away from Jialing Prefecture City, much closer than the two sects in the southeast. Rather, it was said that this sect belonged to the number one sect of the south.

Although he did not yet have any superior flying techniques, with his current strength in the Primordial Spirit Realm, flying at full speed with the wind, the journey of two thousand-plus miles would take less than half an hour.

Not long after, Fang Longye arrived at the upper reaches of a great river. This great river was the main water artery of the entire southwest—the Long River. It wound and stretched for tens of thousands of miles, with magnificent momentum. If viewed from high above, it looked like a silver-white giant dragon, ten thousand miles long, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws toward the ocean in the east.

And the Long River Sect was established at the source of this Long River, Xiaocang Mountain, a small mountain no more than five hundred zhang high.

Though the trickle is small, it becomes a river.

It really makes one sigh at the magic of creation.

When Fang Longye was within three hundred miles of Xiaocang Mountain, he stopped.

His current range of divine sense scanning was only a hundred miles in radius, and even if he scanned in a single direction, it was only three hundred miles. This was the limit of his current divine sense extension.

Just in case, he prepared to rest for a while at this distance.

He secretly activated the various Dharma Treasures within his Purple Mansion, covered his body with the Mitian Banner, and took the refined Dharma Artifact, the Panlong Spear, out of his Storage Bag, shrinking it to the size of a pen barrel to hold in his hand.

Then, without hesitation, he rode the wind and arrived at the foot of Xiaocang Mountain in an instant.

Under his divine sense probe, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Not only did the entire Long River Sect lack a mountain-protecting array, but the one with the highest cultivation was actually only a cultivator in the Chengdan Realm.

With a movement of his body, Fang Longye arrived outside the Cave Abode of this Chengdan Realm cultivator.

He raised the Mitian Banner, and the Mitian Array inherent to the Dharma Treasure shrouded the entire Cave Abode.

He paced into the Cave Abode.

"Who?!"

Because Fang Longye no longer deliberately hid his tracks, this cultivator finally noticed the abnormality.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.

A beam of deep blue brilliance shrouded him, and his mind instantly sank into a vast, deep blue sea, leaving him dazed on the spot.

It was exactly the illusion-path supernatural power, "Blue Sea Filling the Sky Technique," that Fang Longye had obtained through an equivalent exchange earlier.

"Pity it's a man, otherwise I could have staged a scene of 'heart-sea' sinking. Hehe!" Fang Longye thought unscrupulously as he looked at the young cultivator who had completely sunk under the supernatural power.

Sensing the sinking state of this Chengdan Realm cultivator's mind, Fang Longye estimated that if he did not undo the attack of this supernatural power, in just three hours, this human cultivator would die from his mind being worn away.

"Sure enough, even an illusion-path supernatural power is a supernatural power. This power... and this is just the Blue Sea Filling the Sky Technique, which is mainly for trapping and killing. If it were the Twelve Phases Yuan Chen Moon Wheel Method, which is mainly for attacking and killing, wouldn't the mind be destroyed in a single encounter?" Trying out his skills, Fang Longye clicked his tongue in admiration.

"Cannot be arrogant; after all, it is suppressing others with realm, which counts for nothing." Fang Longye stopped his laughter and reflected.

Turning his attention back, he looked at the Cave Abode of this Chengdan Realm cultivator. The Cave Abode was not large and was very simple, with only a stone table and a stone bed.

"Still an ascetic. But then again, as the only Chengdan Realm cultivator of the Long River Sect, he should have this demeanor."

"There is just one thing: if these sects are all of this strength, isn't the imbalance of power between the Human Clan and the Demon Clan too severe?

Leaving aside the suppressed Snake and Scorpion Demons and Qingshe, these three extraordinary existences, the Human Clan should at least have quite a few in the Primordial Spirit Realm, right~"

Recalling from the fat man's previous memories that the Long River Sect could be called the number one cultivation sect in the south, Fang Longye frowned.

"Guessing will yield no results, but I think I should be able to understand a thing or two about the reason soon."

Fang Longye looked at the young man submerged under the Illusion Dao divine ability, "He has a good appearance, and can be considered qualified to be my avatar."

New book period, seeking collections, seeking follow-up reads~

(End of this chapter)