Chapter 191: The Dragon-Slaying Dragon of the Nine Heavens Guards the Dragon Tomb

Xin Yi knelt down in a hurry: "This subordinate dares not have any ulterior motives, and will only follow the Envoy's orders!"

"Hmph! I hope so!" Bai Wuchang said, shaking his folding fan, "Last time you said that girl couldn't refine pills; do you know the reason now?"

This... Lingxiang had not instructed him on how to respond, and he had not expected Bai Wuchang to summon him for questioning so quickly.

"This subordinate is incompetent; this matter has not yet been investigated. I ask the Envoy to grant me some more time; this subordinate will certainly do his utmost."

Let's just stall like this for now; I will make plans after returning to consult with Lingxiang.

"Then I shall give you some time. If you still cannot find out by next time, do not blame me!" Bai Wuchang said, waving his robe sleeve to signal Xin Yi to withdraw, but Xin Yi remained kneeling there and did not leave.

"Is there anything else to report?" Seeing him like this, Bai Wuchang turned his back and asked in a deep voice.

"This subordinate has one thing I do not understand. I do not know what the Envoy's current plan is; why must you strike at the Yuanqing Outer Disciples?"

"Hmm?" Bai Wuchang turned half his face to look at Xin Yi, his eyes full of severity, "What, does the way I act now require your questioning?" He could no longer hide it; he hurriedly gathered his Qi and let out a roar. Instantly, the Spirit Qi around his body erupted, and those two Talismans were shattered at once, drifting away like fallen leaves in an autumn wind.

"People of the Demon Race, how dare you invade my Yuanqing! Pay with your lives!" Donghui Zhenren was seen shouting as he flew over, chopping down with his palm. Xiaobai raised his hand, about to receive the move, but discovered that the person coming was actually a phantom!

It was Donghui Zhenren's Cup Bow Snake Shadow, and his true self was currently behind Xiaobai. Watching the palm descend, it...

It struck nothing but air!

"I wondered who it was; so it is the Fourth Elder of the Yuanqing Sect," Xiaobai chuckled from the roof at this moment, "To actually play such tricks of illusion before this seat, you didn't even bother to find out who this seat is!"

Saying this, he turned his palm into a claw and flew down.

Donghui Zhenren could not react in time. By the time he channeled his technique to resist, that white-furred fox claw had already reached his face!

Lingxiang finally found a music score. Although it was not the one she originally wanted, it would at least suffice for now.

After all, they were all music scores; wouldn't it be the same no matter how one played them?

That Prisoner Ox lay listening, "Where is Fucang Elder?"

Seeing his master and the group of Elders with such expressions, Hanyang only wondered if Lingxiang had caused some trouble again? Hesitating and not knowing how to speak, Shangqing Zhenren saw this and urged him hurriedly:

"Matters have their priorities; report it quickly!"

Seeing this, Hanyang hurriedly replied: "Just now, Junior Aunt went down the mountain, saying she was going to see an old friend..."

Now that Bai Wuchang's whereabouts were unknown, and he had previously invaded the sect during the martial arts tournament, if the Demon Lord's goal was truly Lingxiang, how could they allow her to be so reckless?

"You go down the mountain quickly and bring Fucang Elder back! Do not fail!" Shangqing Zhenren ordered thus.

Hanyang was just about to accept the order and leave, when Donghui Zhenren suddenly spoke up.

"Wait!"

Hanyang looked at the Elders on the platform, not knowing what to do, but saw Donghui Zhenren perform a Daoist salute toward Shangqing Zhenren and say:

"Sect Leader Brother, do not be so anxious; listen to me for a moment. The Demon Race has indeed made moves, but they must still have some reservations; otherwise, given that Demon Lord's temperament, he would have already attacked the sect."

"Furthermore, back then, Tumi Fairy cast the Curse of Nightmare upon him. I imagine he is collecting the Life-Prolonging Pill because of this curse. Although many years have passed, that curse is unsolvable. Even if he possesses another's body, this curse will accompany his soul and cannot be escaped, which is why he only dispatched the White-Faced Asura."

Saying this, he also "I want to marry you!"

Hearing this, Lingxiang looked shocked, staring at Long Qi, not even blinking her eyes.

"What nonsense are you spouting?! I am... I am your master!"

After saying the words that were hardest to speak, Long Qi felt as if a burden had been lifted, and his mind became active.

"What master or not; I don't remember ever performing the grand apprenticeship ceremony. Besides, my body has been seen all over by you; how can you just want to wipe your hands clean and walk away after eating and finishing like this?!"

Eating and finishing? When did she eat?

"What kind of talk is this? When have I ever seen..." Lingxiang's words stopped abruptly halfway through.

She...

She...

She seemed to have truly seen it!

Lingxiang blushed, stiffened her neck and said: "Even if I have seen it, so what? From childhood to now, I have seen plenty of other people's bodies. Does everyone have to take responsibility? Besides, in front of a physician, that is just white, fleshy meat; it is no different from the meat sold at the butcher's stall in the market!"

"Naturally, it is different," Long Qi said with a soft laugh, "My meat is not white and fleshy." Saying this, he leaned fiercely toward Lingxiang.

Looking at the approaching Long Qi, Lingxiang felt in her heart like a rabbit whose ears had been caught.

"You... not only does Lingxiang have this thought, but the various Elders and Shangqing Zhenren feel the same. Although three Heterogeneous Spirit Roots and one True Spiritual Root had just been measured, this was a Heavenly Spirit Root! The only Heavenly Spirit Root they had known since they began cultivating was Lieyang Zhenren of the Taishang Sect!"

The Elders on the platform exchanged glances, each understanding what the others were thinking.

Lingxiang smiled at this moment, only said "very good," and then instructed Hanyang to continue.

Hanyang accepted the order and had Long Qi return to the ranks. Long Qi looked at Lingxiang, but could not guess what she was thinking in her heart.

Only Zhao Wuyang was left to have his Spirit Root tested. He was somewhat afraid in his heart; even standing before the Dust-Peering Mirror, his hands could not stop trembling.

Looking at the two Golden Clouds floating before him, Zhao Wuyang was extremely uneasy. In his heart, he only thought that his martial arts were not refined, and he heard the Daoist principles as if they were in the clouds. What would he do if it were measured that he had no Spirit Root at all and was unsuitable for cultivation?

Actually, he was completely overthinking this. Even a random commoner down the mountain had a Spirit Root; it was just that their Spirit Root might not be settled.

After all, when the ancient god Nuwa created humans, although some were clay figures she pinched and some were mud splashes she threw, the mud water used to create humans was ultimately mixed with her divine blood.

Zhao Wuyang stood before the Dust-Peering Mirror for a long time, but the Dust-Peering Mirror had not the slightest movement. Seeing this, Hanyang could not help but knit his brows.

Could it be that Zhao Wuyang was too young and his Spirit Root had not yet settled?

Just as everyone... it was indeed as she had expected; this little Wuyang actually had talent in this area. Lingxiang immediately regretted it—she should have asked for more benefits from Qianyuan Senior Brother!

As for Long Qi and Liu Xia on this side, it was much more miserable. Xin Yi had no teaching experience, so he had not explained things as meticulously as Lingxiang. He himself had cultivated to this point while being beaten. In his view, he would roughly explain some Spirit-Attachment methods related to the Weapon Formula, and the rest should be learned through beatings.

Therefore, when Lingxiang let Banxia and Zhao Wuyang practice on their own and went to the backyard to check, what she saw were the bruised and swollen Long Qi and the battered and wounded Liu Xia.

Although Tumi was originally a Wandering Immortal cultivator, no one knew her family background, nor did they know who she studied under. All that people knew was that woman who hung her pot to save the world like a celestial fairy, that woman who was unforgettable after a single glance.

Yet such a woman made her home everywhere, with no fixed abode. If there was a disaster or hardship somewhere, she would go there. The world only knew of such a person, but did not know where to find her if they wanted to.

By chance, she obtained a rare Spirit Treasure and began to be obsessed with Spirit-Refining and medicine-making, hoping to save people from suffering in that chaotic world.

But day after day, year after year, having seen the coldness of the world and knowing the sinister nature of the human heart, she was no longer keen on the heart of saving the world from misery. She was only reluctant to part with the rare plants and precious fruits of the mortal world, so she often traveled through high mountains and vast forests, devoting herself to studying the way of Spirit-Refining.

Finally, one day, she succeeded in refining a Pill that could restore vitality to those on the verge of death.

However, this medicine's ingredients are rare, and its refining is difficult; furthermore, having just come out of the furnace, even Tumi herself does not know how effective it is.

It so happened that the Demon Realm underwent a change, the Demon Lord suddenly passed away, and in the struggle for power, his most favored son became a scapegoat. Fortunately, however, his subordinates were fiercely loyal and risked their lives to send him to the human world.

But by this time, he was already severely wounded, and while he was on the verge of death, he happened to be found by Tumi, who was out gathering herbs, and she saved him as a matter of convenience.

After she administered the new medicine to him, this son of the Demon Race actually came back to life, and after recuperating for some time, his body recovered as normal.

This result made Tumi incredibly excited, and seeing that its efficacy was so remarkable, she named it:

Life-Prolonging Pill!

She said that in her view, a man should be tempered more, but this...

... was truly a bit too miserable.

Seeing that Xinyi was still shouting for the two to get up and fight, she hurriedly stepped forward to stop him; if things continued like this, let alone practicing martial arts, they would likely lose their little lives at the hands of this ancestor.

Lingxiang looked at Xinyi with an expression of disbelief, but Xinyi was all innocence, looking as if it were only natural, as if he were saying, "Isn't this what you asked me to do, to train them well?"

However, although the two looked terrifying, Xinyi actually knew his limits when striking; the two only suffered superficial injuries, and in the midst of the fighting, they seemed to be able to find some techniques, and after a time or two, their swords were actually able to manifest strange phenomena after they performed hand seals.

When Zhao Wuyang saw the bruised and battered Long Qi and Liu Xia, he silently rejoiced in his heart; he had thought that following Lingxiang to cultivate would surely lead to being ravaged, but he did not expect her to be unusually serious today and not act as she had the previous few times. Looking at Long Qi and Liu Xia, their injuries were truly quite miserable, and he wondered which expert Lingxiang had invited to strike with such heavy hands. Yet Xinyi Dage seemed safe and sound with a calm expression; it seemed that if he encountered anything in the future, Xinyi Dage would be the one to rely on.

Just as he was about to think this, he saw the Dust-Peering Mirror reveal a patch of Chaos, and Hanyang was startled to see it—could it be a Chaos Spiritual Root?

The Chaos in the Dust-Peering Mirror shifted incessantly, and from time to time, purple lightning darted through it. Just as everyone was astonished, they saw a streak of green light like a sharp blade cleave through this patch of Chaos; in an instant, the nebula dissipated, and only a patch of gray mist remained between the two Golden Clouds in the Dust-Peering Mirror.

This is...?

Hanyang had never seen such a sight before; he looked up toward the Hunyuan Platform seat, only to see all the Elders wearing expressions of astonishment.

Lingxiang was the same; although she had never seen it, she had read a book in the Langhuan Pavilion that listed many Spirit Roots that had appeared since ancient times, and what was shown in the Dust-Peering Mirror before her eyes, could it not be...

A Fusion Spirit Root!?

If it really were a Fusion Spirit Root, then little Wuyang would be in extreme danger!

For a Fusion Spirit Root, Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, and all things in the world, as long as they contain some Spirit Qi, can all be absorbed to aid in cultivation; the path of the Five Elements' mutual restraint that everyone else must follow is completely meaningless to it.

"What do you want..."

As if the word "want" was still held in his mouth, Long Qi leaned in and lightly kissed Lingxiang on the lips.

Lingxiang was used to being bossy and had not realized that Long Qi was this much taller than her; she froze there for a moment, staring with wide eyes, not knowing where to look.

Prayer lanterns on the river drifted over one after another, their flickering lights dappling the vast Guyang River. In the dark of night, naturally, no one saw a pair of lotus lanterns slowly open their petals; the candles inside burned peacefully, seemingly unaffected by the light breeze. The wick of one of the lotus lanterns suddenly sparked, and looking closely, the wicks of those two lanterns were actually two paper scrolls.

Just then, the red rope tying the two lanterns together began to glow red, and then it vanished. At this moment, a red light flashed across the feet of Lingxiang and Long Qi, as if it were a knot, or perhaps a binding.

Looking at the river again, the lotus lanterns had drifted far away, yet they remained close to each other.

He looked at Zhaoming Zhenren: "And now that the Mountain Gate Array is still strong, even that Bai Wuchang cannot force his way through the array, which is why he used petty means to enter. Although we still do not know exactly how he did it, precisely because of this, it seems that even if the Demon Lord has an objective, Lingxiang should be safe."

"What must be done now is to first find this internal traitor to prevent the Demon Race from invading again; that is the proper course of action."

The Elders fell into deep thought upon hearing Donghui Zhenren's insight. After a long while, Zhaoming Zhenren finally spoke:

"Fourth Senior Brother's words are not without reason, but some things must be guarded against. Back then, it was because we did not expect that the person who came with Tumi Fairy to save Master would be like that, which led to the sect suffering such tribulations. Now that we know, and the enemy is in the dark while we are in the light, we must be cautious and careful."

Wind-Blowing Rain is a top-tier Spirit Treasure; since it is in his hands, he cannot waste it.

With Long Qi and the other two carrying a messy pile of cultivation techniques and scrolls, they followed the empty-handed Lingxiang down the steps of the Langhuan Pavilion.

However, as soon as they stepped out, they only saw Mu Chen kneeling by the table. Lingxiang was astonished and hurried forward to ask, and Mu Chen replied tearfully:

"J-just... just now... Master came back... said... said I didn't know right from wrong, and punished me... punished me to kneel and reflect on my mistakes..."

Didn't know right from wrong? How could he not know right from wrong? Lingxiang hurriedly told him to get up and asked, but Mu Chen said he dared not.

"The person Senior Aunt brought just now left a plate of fruit. When Master came back and saw it, he said that person was a demon, so he chased after him. I don't know where he is now..."

Lingxiang was shocked to hear this; this was bad, she had forgotten about Senior Brother Donghui's abilities!

Xinyi hurriedly replied that he dared not overstep his bounds, said his farewells, and then turned to hide his figure, disappearing into the darkness.

And at this moment, someone walked out from beside Bai Wuchang.

"Right Envoy Bai, this person likely already has ulterior motives; if we continue to use him, I fear..."

Bai Wuchang seemed not to care at all, lightly shaking his folding fan as he smiled: "Langtou General, there is no need to worry. I have long seen that this person has ulterior motives, but he still has other uses for now; you will know in the future."

"The Right Envoy is always wise; naturally, this subordinate will not worry. But what about the matter of the Outer Disciple that person mentioned?"

Only then did Bai Wuchang show a look of annoyance: "That useless thing, he really knows how to stir up trouble!" But in an instant, his expression returned to normal. "No matter, although he is incapable of much, he can be used for amusement."

"What?" Lingxiang was shocked. "You are my mother's disciple? Why have I never heard of this?"

Chiyanzi laughed loudly: "I only cultivated with Master for a few years before being sent away to wander and cultivate; naturally, you wouldn't know."