Chapter 293: Bu Tian Ge, the Rebirth Eye (Requesting Monthly Votes! Requesting Subscription!)

“Boom—”

A thunderous crash echoed from the Wang Fu, where an elderly white-haired man with wild, bristling hair rose from his seat in the Ancestral Elders’ Courtyard; at his feet lay the shattered remnants of a tea table, reduced to wood splinters by his hand—clearly, his temper had reached its breaking point.

“This is too much! This is too much!”

The old man growled and roared, veins bulging on his face, his expression grotesque and terrifying.

“That little brat named Du Gu Baitian dares to humiliate the Wang Fu so outrageously—he’s audacious beyond measure! What happened in the Virtual Divine Realm must not be left unpunished!”

The elder was furious: during this period, all the Wang Fu’s assets and resources within the Virtual Divine Realm’s Cave Heaven Sanctuary had been swept clean by the demon child calling himself “Du Gu Baitian,” who had even blocked the teleportation portal, preventing entry into the sanctuary—severely hindering the cultivation progress of the younger generation, inflicting losses on every conceivable level.

Unquestionably, the Wang Fu refused to let this slide; they repeatedly dispatched elite clan members, armed with the clan’s supreme killing array, and allied with the Yu Clan and the Demon Spirit Lake—both also targeted—to try and crush him.

But it was useless.

The demon child’s power was absurdly overpowered; even if every cultivator within the Cave Heaven Sanctuary combined forces, they might still not be his match, let alone these three weak factions—sending them only added to the mockery and further widened their losses.

Under these circumstances, the wisest course was to cut losses promptly, temporarily abandon the benefits of the Cave Heaven Sanctuary and the initial lands, and wait until the demon child entered a higher-tier sanctuary—or found his true body in the mortal realm—before exacting revenge.

But some didn’t think so—like this white-haired elder.

His name was Shi Li; among the Wang Fu’s Ancestral Elders, he ranked ninth, wielding immense power; in his youth, he had singlehandedly defended Shi Yi and his mother, leading a mob to kill Shi Ziling.

His seniority was extremely high; he was accustomed to arrogance and tyranny, and could not tolerate any defiance of his will—except from those he dared not offend—a textbook third-rate villain.

In his eyes, this “Du Gu Baitian” was merely a mud-stained peasant who’d stumbled upon fortune—how dare he trample on the Wang Fu’s head and lord it over them? He must be ground to dust and scattered to the winds to restore the Wang Fu’s and his own lost face.

Beyond that, Shi Li deeply suspected the demon child’s identity.

At six or seven years old, possessing terrifying talent, and specifically targeting the Wang Fu, the Yu Clan, and the Demon Spirit Lake—three factions closely tied to the Rebirth Eye Shi Yi—Shi Li harbored a terrifying suspicion.

Could this little thief named Du Gu Baitian be that child from long ago?

“Logically, it should be impossible—he had his Supreme Bone ripped out; even if he survived, he should have been ruined—how could he have grown so powerful?”

“But it’s too coincidental—his age matches perfectly, and a year ago, the Second Ancestral Land was suddenly burned to ashes; soon after, the demon child appeared in the Virtual Divine Realm—it’s impossible not to suspect a connection…”

As he thought this, Shi Li’s expression grew darker.

He and several Ancestral Elders had invested too much effort into Shi Yi, hoping that when the Rebirth Eye reached his peak, their own lineage would continue to flourish and rise above all others.

Therefore, he could not allow any mishap to threaten Shi Yi’s future growth.

“Pity—Yi’er has already gone to the Bu Tian Ge, preparing to enter the Ancient Holy Academy, and cannot be distracted; otherwise, if he returned to the Cave Heaven Sanctuary, that demon child would never dare act so boldly!”

At this, one of the Ancestral Elders sighed regretfully, quickly met with unanimous agreement from those present.

Outsiders didn’t know how far Shi Yi had progressed on the Cave Heaven path, but they knew well—he was no ordinary Nine-Cave Heaven cultivator.

For after Shi Yi had opened nine Cave Heavens, he broke through again, and the Wu Wang himself emerged from seclusion to guard his path—likely, he had already achieved the legendary Ten Cave Heavens.

As for the demon child, even if his combat power was formidable, he could at most have opened ten Cave Heavens—but don’t forget, Shi Yi still possessed the Rebirth Eye and the Supreme Bone as his trump cards; he could utterly crush his opponent at the same level.

Thinking of this, the others felt somewhat reassured.

The demon child might be strong, but their Rebirth Eye was stronger—this era was destined to belong to Shi Yi.

“No matter. Let this brat boast a while longer. When Yi’er returns, his good days will be over. Perhaps he’ll even serve as a whetstone, sharpening Yi’er’s strength to a higher level.”

Shi Li sneered, his words brimming with confidence in Shi Yi, then glanced toward several figures in the corner of the hall.

They were those who had once sided with the old Fifteenth Branch; they had aided in that battle, and ever since, had been marginalized and pushed to the fringes of the Wang Fu.

Shi Li had originally ignored them—but now, thinking the demon child might be that child, his thoughts stirred slightly; he wondered if these old fools had ties to the demon child, plotting something.

A flash of sharp light passed through his eyes, and he suddenly said: “By the way, the Bai Duan Mountains will open soon; they conceal countless opportunities. All factions will send their prodigies inside—this demon child won’t miss the chance. Perhaps we can use this opportunity to eliminate him.”

“Brilliant idea!”

Several Ancestral Elders’ eyes lit up.

“Yi’er will enter the Bai Duan Mountains too. At that time, we’ll join forces with the Yu Clan and form a protective screen for him—using the Rebirth Eye’s power, we’ll surely slay that brat!”

“Exactly! This time, there will be no mishaps—the Rebirth Eye is invincible!”

……

Hummm—

On another front, as the Wang Fu’s Ancestral Elders daydreamed, Wu Xian’s true body had already left the boundaries of the Stone Village, using the “Shrink Earth to Inch” technique taught by the Willow God, crossing the Wilds alone in mere days—covering six to seventy thousand li—to arrive at a land rich with spiritual energy.

The Bu Tian Ge!

It was one of the pinnacle cultivation factions in the Wild Region, famed alongside the Zhu Lu Academy and ancient divine mountains.

Legend said its lineage originated from the Upper Realm, possessing numerous powerful secret arts—especially the Bu Tian Art, whose power was limitless; though inferior to the Ten Fiendish Treasures’ techniques, its profundity was enough to tower over most secret arts in the world, drawing countless aspirants eager to join the Bu Tian Ge.

“Indeed a fine place—just the outer periphery already has such dense spiritual energy; perfect for cultivation.”

Wu Xian strolled through the sacred land; the closer he got to the Bu Tian Ge, the more ethereal and refined the surroundings became—clouds shimmered with radiant hues, and various auspicious beasts roamed freely.

Along the way, he saw many lakes, clear and pure, with schools of spiritual fish gliding through, their scales flashing brilliant patterns, making the lake surfaces shimmer with life.

Wu Xian admired the scenery, walking slowly and leisurely; after another hundred li, he saw a massive stele ahead, inscribed with three large characters: Bu Tian Ge.

Unlike the bustling scene in the original, it was not yet the time for the Bu Tian Ge to open its gates—so the sacred land was nearly deserted, save for occasional streaks of light flashing across the sky: disciples of the Bu Tian Ge returning from missions.

But strangely, as Wu Xian—a stranger—entered the Bu Tian Ge’s interior, none of the disciples seemed to notice him; even when they flew overhead, they acted as if he were invisible.

Wu Xian smiled faintly. Though his apparent cultivation was only Cave Heaven, due to his mysterious space, his true realm and perspective were far higher, and he knew secret arts from countless worlds—hiding his aura and form was effortless.

Not even these ordinary disciples could detect him—let alone a Venerable-level powerhouse, if he chose not to release his aura.

As for arrays and prohibitions… sorry, the Feng Hou Qi Men: Eight Trigrams Enhanced Version—please be aware.

With that, Wu Xian stepped forward, activating the “Shrink Earth to Inch” technique, and directly entered the core region of the Bu Tian Ge.

This seemed to be a dormitory area; Wu Xian looked around and spotted a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old male disciple approaching ahead—he immediately brightened, strode forward, and laughed loudly.

“Brother, long time no see! Your cultivation has improved again!”

“Oh, nowhere near… wait—who are you?”

“It’s me, brother! How can you not remember me?”

Wu Xian’s expression darkened; blue light flared in his eyes as he growled angrily: “Last time you dozed off during cultivation and nearly got scolded by the elders—I vouched for you. Now months have passed, and you’ve forgotten who I am? This infuriates me!”

“Ah—”

The disciple’s eyes flashed blue, then he smacked his forehead apologetically: “My memory’s gone to waste! Of course—it’s you, little brother! My apologies, my brain’s been fried from overtraining.”

“I can see that.”

Wu Xian suppressed his laughter: “Brother, I’ve been in seclusion lately. I heard the legendary Rebirth Eye has become a disciple here—I’ve long admired him and wish to meet him. If it’s not too much trouble, could you show me the way?”

“Of course not! Little brother, this way, please.”

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