Chapter 727: Inviting Yongji

Pei Ye extended his hand, and the water curtain parted immediately; there was no longer any need for Li Xizhou to raise her hand.

No more scale demons rushed up to bite the water screen.

The biting and friction coming from all directions had also almost disappeared; Pei Ye couldn't be bothered to care about the occasional one or two.

"They've all been killed and scattered. Does their constant gnawing consume you?"

"Because I have to keep replenishing it." Li Xizhou's face remained pale. At this moment, she sat leaning, gently picking a strand of hair-like softness from the water beside her, and then letting them cross and converge in her palm.

Gathering water into silk, weaving shark silk.

Pei Ye sat down beside her, holding his sword, watching her.

The faint scales by the woman's temples were thin and covered with a shimmering light. Pei Ye raised his hand and touched them gently. The touch was smooth and resilient, like pieces of soft jade.

Li Xizhou stopped her hands and turned her head to look at him.

"It's nothing, I was just curious and touched it."

Li Xizhou lowered her head and continued, thin water flowing through her palms.

"That day I saw you grow these, I thought you were going to turn into a shark person entirely." Pei Ye said.

"So what if I turned into a shark person entirely? I can always change back."

"It's ugly."

"What does me being ugly have to do with you?"

"..."

Pei Ye leaned against the stone wall and squinted at her sideways.

Li Xizhou extended her wrist in front of him: "Help me make an opening."

"Mm?"

"A small blood opening." Li Xizhou paused, "Don't, don't bite."

"..." Pei Ye raised a wisp of true Qi and made a small, neat cut for her; a thin red thread floated out from it.

Li Xizhou pointed her fingers to take it, and this wisp of fresh blood curved over like a thread, being placed into the shark silk. Thus, the formed silk belt was mixed with a faint, subtle red.

Pei Ye was stunned: "What are you doing?"

"Putting my own share of Mirage Dragon Blood into it; I'll need it in a moment."

Pei Ye lowered his eyes to look, showing no expression for a moment; clearly, he was somewhat sensitive to her behavior of harming herself now.

Li Xizhou looked at him and thought for a while: "You sent me many messages via 【Knowing Intent】, but I didn't receive any of them. I am in the burial ground of the Mirage Dragon; it is almost another world."

Pei Ye turned his attention over and pursed his lips: "Oh, it's nothing, I didn't send you many either."

"Mm."

The cave was quiet for a while.

Pei Ye moved his legs, turned his head, and said indifferently: "That, if the messages sent by 【Heart-Tying Knowing Intent】 aren't received at the time, they will disappear directly, right?"

"They will be resent."

"... Oh."

Pei Ye looked at the water curtain, his expression normal, but the tips of his ears were red.

The scale—

demons were driven away, and the surroundings were very quiet. Li Xizhou also lowered her head and continued weaving the shark silk.

"I want to tell you something." Pei Ye naturally changed the topic, "About the salary, I think I might be able to reach the Ninth Life."

Li Xizhou paused, though not too surprised, only saying: "Aren't those scale demons outside enough for you to eat?"

"I'm not sure, but now they scatter and flee as soon as I get close, making it inconvenient to chase, and I don't dare to stay too far from you." Pei Ye said, "I think, perhaps devouring those few larger ones might bring a change."

Li Xizhou thought for a while: "Good, I've noted it."

Time passed bit by bit like this. The Spirit Realm seemed to have no day or night. Pei Ye passed true Qi to the woman three more times, which was eight hours.

Li Xizhou had been leaning and sitting with her head lowered, her legs together like the long tail of a shark person. The silk she wove disappeared into the water, and Pei Ye didn't know how long it actually was. At this time, she stood up and patted the youth who was closing his eyes and pondering the sword manual.

Pei Ye raised his head.

"Let's exchange." She extended her hand and said.

Every mountain peak standing upright in the distance was a rib of the Mirage Dragon.

Viewed from this angle, the spear standing on the ground was actually taller than the rib peaks. This spear had some age; a cloth strip was tied under the spearhead, and the spear shaft was thick and rough, full of tiny carvings—different lengths, different thicknesses, and different depths. A thousand marks; perhaps there were eight hundred weapons.

The remaining ninety-nine percent of opponents did not have the qualification to leave a mark on it.

But the spear blade was still as sharp as new; one could tell the owner polished it very diligently.

Yongji poked his spear and stood it next to this spear. His spear was newer and didn't have many marks. The two straight spears stood side by side, both taller than the rib peaks.

Yongji sat down on the stone beside it.

Space here was close to shattering; narrow cracks grew in the air, like solidified lightning, only the color was black.

It was as if the world was a thin, brittle piece of paper, and something too heavy had pressed down on it, causing the surroundings to be torn apart.

It was a golden body.

The monk sat in the lotus position, holding a mudra, a short blade hanging at his waist, closing his eyes under a hundred-foot tree.

"Why did Pei Ye come in." Yongji looked into the distance.

The monk did not open his eyes, nor did he speak.

"The Mirage Realm has been sealed for four days. On the first day, I went to the West Court to test him, and he still had no clue at all." Yongji seemed not to expect the monk to talk, continuing, "At that time, he had already seen Li Jian. Li Jian and the others shouldn't have a way to enter the Mirage Realm... but he just came in inexplicably."

"And he bumped into inexplicable people at an inexplicable time." His voice was cold, "They should all be smashed to ten thousand pieces."

"Yong, you always have difficulty suppressing your anger." The monk did not open his—

eyes, saying in a low voice.

"Then that means it is my nature." Yongji closed his eyes. The wounds on his body had not healed, but the bleeding had all stopped. The multiple piercings and cuts seemed not to affect his state at all, not even weakening his blood energy much.

"Most likely Princess Jinyang left a door open. Perhaps she understands everything about the Mirage Realm better than we do." The monk said.

Yongji did not speak. He lowered his head to look at the faint golden thread on the stone; it was still connected to the distance, pointing to the mountain where he had just been, meaning that this woman was still there.

From the situation, adding a Pei Ye of the Eighth Life would not have any influence. If Li Xizhou could bring someone in at will, that person should have been Li He or Li Jian.

Pei Ye coming in was more like "only Pei Ye could come in."

The female bird would be bitten to death in the nest by two pythons; the male bird would swoop down at this time, unable to save anything, only adding another meal.

In the Spirit Realm, he was completely no match for 【Bai Shui】; that style of Heart Sword had already been forced out after four rounds. If not for losing the initiative just now, he wouldn't even have suffered this bit of injury.

Yongji did not underestimate the youth's strength; it was very likely he was one of the people in the world who knew his true strength best, and he was willing to admit that he was a notch below him in technical combat. But in the Spirit Realm, facing the 【Bai Shui】 Immortal Authority, facing the Northern Frontier cultivator who was the hardest to kill in the world, he had almost no chance of winning.

Defeating himself was already an unsolvable problem, let alone the monk.

One Eighth Life, one heavily injured—what kind of waves could they stir up?

But Li Xizhou had indeed brought him too many surprises.

So, failing to kill her within the expected time today made his anger soar. This faint sense of unease lingered around his heart.

From the beginning, Yongji had not expected her to appear in the Mirage Realm.

Because at that time, the Mirage Realm was close to being under control. Under the Seven-Day Feast, more and more obedient scale demons gathered like water, and the two water masters inhabiting the trees were also lured away and close to being under control.

Yongji had already relied on this to find 【Bai Shui】.

Counting them, there were already two Heavenly Towers inside and outside the Spirit Realm, who could enter and exit at any time, and the two water masters were also usable.

They were almost ready to welcome the forced entry of the other side's Heavenly Tower. At that time, they would obtain 【Bai Shui】, the Mirage Realm would be sealed, and on their home turf, this was a battle the Prince of Yan's Mansion did not fear.

The Northern Frontier could afford to lose two Heavenly Towers; Li Xizhou, Li Jian, can you afford to lose them? And are they really subordinates selling their lives for you?

But no one came in.

At that time, Yongji thought the Immortal Platform had skipped this round—I want the underwater, you want the above-water; after seven days, we will set up the formation again to face each other.

So Zhao Lingjun stayed above to stall, and General Chan was enough to sit in command underwater.

But at this time, two subtle things happened—

things.

First, the Mirage City was delayed for a shorter time than imagined, and it was swept clean within a few days. Zhao Lingjun's state was greatly consumed, and at the same time, his assassination attempt on Pei Ye was not successful. He was not under the Prince of Yan, so he retreated when it reached this level, leaving behind only ten million controlled scale demons.

Thus, they had no choice but to touch 【Bai Shui】; the ceremony of the Water Lord inheriting the position opened, sealing the Mirage Realm.

If it had been longer, their control over the Mirage Realm would have been more thorough.

Second, Li Xizhou was actually in this sealed Mirage Realm at some unknown time.

Yongji knew Zhang Mengqiu's assassination was not successful, but it was indeed only after seeing Li Xizhou that he realized she had entered the Luo God Palace and then came to the Mirage Realm.

Knowing nothing about the inside of the Mirage Realm, she dared to leap in alone.

And due to Yu Sicheng's failure, they had almost no understanding of the things inside the Luo God Palace.

She was clearly more like a fish in water here than they were.

She suddenly took away the Mirage Dragon True Blood.

Up to this point, Yongji had lost the prediction of Li Xizhou's intentions; he couldn't guess what she wanted to do.

The Mirage Dragon True Blood was the ladder to inherit 【Bai Shui】. Precisely because he could not meet the conditions for inheritance, he could not draw the True Blood into his body, so he used brute force to directly extract 【Bai Shui】.

Li Xizhou met the conditions for inheritance, so she took away the Mirage Dragon True Blood... but the 【Bai Shui】 inside was already gone; what use was it for her to take it away?

Yongji never wanted to govern this Mirage Realm.

He only wanted 【Bai Shui】 itself to take it back to the North. After that, whether Li Xizhou called the wind and summoned the rain in this collapsed, dead Mirage Realm had nothing to do with him. But now they were still in this Mirage Realm, and 【Bai Shui】 had not essentially left the Mirage Dragon's body.

So Yongji faintly sensed a kind of confrontation he had somewhat ignored—he thought he had already controlled the Mirage Realm; the opponent he had always imagined was the other side's Heavenly Tower. He actually really wanted to see the new face of the legendary 【Life Dog】.

But another kind of vast power that could not be ignored came from the Mirage Realm itself.

Most of the time it was dead, but Li Xizhou had pried it open.

When seeing that kind of unbreakable shark silk, Yongji had this feeling.

It was precisely this unease that made him anxious to kill Li Xizhou, making him go to the West Court to test Pei Ye.

Because all problems could be crudely solved by killing. He very coincidentally brought a portion of Scale Blood, and also used this to force Li Xizhou.

But it was another subtle accident—she left a small door for Pei Ye again.

She clearly couldn't bring people in at will, otherwise she could have put in two or three Heavenly Towers, which, in the absence of Zhao Lingjun, would have been enough to sweep everything.

But even if she could only bring one person, why would this person be Pei Ye?

She had made this choice in advance; would she regret this choice now?

Adding a wet-behind-the-ears Pei Ye, could he resist these two spears of the Northern Frontier?

When he just left, he and the monk had some differences. He thought they should stay and guard; after a few hours, the scale demons would gnaw through the shark silk, and at that time, whether there was one person or two inside, they would just kill them.

But the monk thought they should return to control the world. The Mirage Realm was still sealed, and the two could not escape no matter what. Controlling this world was the capital to be invincible.

His spear was big, and Yongji listened to him.

The monk handed over a hand that was glowing with golden light; Xiang Yongji took it for a moment, recited a passage of Buddhist scripture, and settled the restlessness in his heart.

He sighed lightly.

Some groundless worries, two lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

But at this moment, the monk suddenly opened his eyes.

A light, swaying flower grew on the ground between the two of them.

"I am already lingering on my last breath; why does the Prince sigh?"

Yongji turned his head abruptly. The woman stood a few zhang away. Her face was still pale, her hair loose, and there was a large, conspicuous patch of old red on her clothes.

Yongji lowered his head; the line of Scale Blood on the stone was clearly still far away.

Yongji squinted at her: "Coming to die yourself? Or do you want to play an empty city stratagem?"

The distance of eight zhang only needed one step.

Yongji twisted his body, raised his spear, stepped on the ground, and swept out. The long spear pierced into the woman's figure in an instant... but he touched nothing. He suddenly discovered that he was once again eight zhang away from her.

The monk stood up.

"You are inside the Shark Pavilion, and I am outside the Shark Pavilion. You have wasted your enthusiasm, Yong." Li Xizhou raised her hand, and gentle water flowed through her hands.

Countless thin, beautiful shark silks flowed in this space, dozens of zhang, hundreds of zhang. They flowed past, and many dreamlike, light flowers grew from the pale red thin threads. The silk belts were tied to their stems, and in an instant, the ground was already a quiet, gorgeous blue.

The monk gripped the spear under the stone, and the black lightning in the surroundings climbed rapidly like a spider web. Unbearable groans sounded from between heaven and earth, but layer upon layer of slender shark silk had already spread out.

Twelve silk belts drifted into twelve clear streams, as if hanging down from the sky, surrounding the center like a flower, and tying up the world in all directions.

In a moment, Yongji inside the shark silk could no longer be touched or seen.

The monk looked silently at the woman. Li Xizhou lowered her head with a pale face, a seam of bright red still remaining on her wrist, and she raised her eyes to reveal a calm, faint smile at him.

—Weaving an old Luo God Pavilion.

Mirage blood left behind by Wei Qingju, which had grown for sixty years. During her lifetime, Wei Qingju's use and understanding of it were beyond imagination.

Li Xizhou did not inherit much, and she didn't have much—

time to learn.

But weaving a Shark Pavilion was something every shark person would do naturally; it wasn't much more difficult than weaving a flower wreath.

Wei Qingju left her mature techniques and abundant bricks and stones.

Yongji stood alone in this realm surrounded by shark silk, holding his spear tightly in his hand.

Here it was quiet and flat, with no place to hide, and nothing to cause him harm. He had hunted Li Xizhou for several days; it was actually his first time entering the interior of this shark silk water curtain, which indeed blocked everything from the outside world.

Yongji did not capture the purpose of the woman's action. He tilted his head and squinted slightly.

The youth in tattered clothes lowered his head, carrying his sword, and walked out slowly from the other end.

He had loose hair, was barefoot, and was still dozens of zhang away, but he had already raised his eyes and stared at him. ===== CHAPTER 728 =====

With his hair loose and feet bare, he was still several dozen zhang away, yet he had already raised his eyes to stare at him.