Chapter 532

Several months passed, and during this period of closed-door cultivation, all three made significant progress.

Lu Yuan, thanks to mastering the Nine Revolutions Mystic Technique, directly broke through to the sixth level of the Xian Jie realm.

"Mo Di brother, you and Junior Sister Su now also possess considerable strength."

Lu Yuan walked over to Mo Di with a smile and said, "We three cultivate together, advancing side by side, like a fish swimming toward rivers and seas."

Mo Di nodded slightly, looking at Lu Yuan, his heart filled with admiration.

Lu Yuan's talent and strength left him stunned.

Su Liyan walked over to them, patted Lu Yuan on the shoulder, and exclaimed, "You're really amazing!"

"The Nine Revolutions Mystic Technique has made you even stronger."

Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes, smiled, and said, "As long as we continue to work together, there is no difficulty we cannot overcome."

"Meeting you and cultivating together is a fate bestowed upon us by heaven."

Su Liyan replied softly, "With you by my side, I feel the world has become beautiful."

They exchanged smiles; this period of closed-door cultivation not only increased their strength but also deepened their mutual communication and understanding. Lu Yuan, Su Liyan, and Mo Di prepared to leave the Forgetting Forest and continue their cultivation journey.

They arrived at the outskirts of Lei Yun City, where electric-like energy was densely distributed, as if a powerful force were surging.

"Lei Yun City truly lives up to its name as a land of thunder and lightning."

Lu Yuan gazed at the magnificent sight before him and sighed.

Su Liyan and Mo Di beside him were also drawn to this grand vista.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening thunderclap.

"Boom—!"

A massive vortex suddenly appeared on the ground, with lightning scattering in all directions.

A middle-aged man stepped out of the vortex, clad in thunder-patterned battle robes, his entire body emanating an immensely powerful aura.

This man was none other than Lei Ying, the captain of Lei Yun City's guard.

He possessed the ability to control thunder and lightning and was skilled at creating various strange and peculiar weather phenomena.

"Lu Yuan, Junior Sister Su, Mo Di the prince has arrived."

Lei Ying's gaze turned gloomy as he swept his eyes over the three, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

Lu Yuan gave a slight smile, deliberately creating a relaxed and friendly atmosphere: "Lei Ying brother, long time no see."

"Your thunder and lightning power keeps growing stronger."

Lei Ying let out a cold snort, but paid no heed to Lu Yuan's address.

He looked solemnly into the distance: "Recently, some cultivators of unknown identity have tried to intrude upon Lei Yun City's territory; I suspect someone wishes us harm."

"To protect Lei Yun City's safety, I must lock onto them."

Mo Di furrowed his brows slightly; he well knew these words were not the true motive.

Lei Ying merely wanted to create a pretense and had not actually moved to capture Lu Yuan and Su Liyan.

"I see, it seems we still need to act cautiously." Lu Yuan said, feigning a worried expression.

"That's right; you'd best leave the vicinity of Lei Yun City."

Lei Ying snarled at the cultivators who wanted to approach: "This is not a place for you to come play and cultivate."

His words carried a threatening tone. Lu Yuan sat with full concentration in a tranquil spot of the Yin-Ming Forest, his thoughts coalescing as his fingers lightly tapped the incantation of the "Bone‑Changing Secret Technique."

Before Lu Yuan, a dense array of black bone fragments hovered, surrounded by a chilling aura.

These bone fragments were ones he had found near Lei Yun City; according to the Supreme Dao Ancestor, they were of utmost importance.

Gradually, under Lu Yuan's control, those bone fragments began to change.

They cracked and shattered, then reassembled at great speed.

Soon, a smooth, jade‑like, wholly transparent white bone pillar appeared in Lu Yuan's hand.

Liu Qingfeng witnessed this scene before his eyes.

As a cultivator who had long wandered, he was well aware of the myriad connections between spiritual treasures and immortal arts.

He secretly rejoiced at having encountered a partner of such ability and insight.

However, just as Liu Qingfeng was about to thank Lu Yuan, a low voice sounded: "What are you doing?"

"This Yin‑Ming Forest is my territory; don't you think it's rude to barge in?"

Lu Yuan and Liu Qingfeng followed the sound and saw a black‑shrouded figure with a veiled face emerge from the forest.

He was tall and mighty, his eyes like lightning, staring straight at one's heart.

This man was none other than Chi Hu, the sect leader of the Youhun Sect.

He excelled at using necromancy, relying on his sinister power to become the supreme ruler of the Youhun Sect.

Liu Qingfeng's heart sank; he knew he had gotten himself into trouble.

He was about to speak and explain, but Chi Hu cut him off: "No need to explain; entering my territory demands a price."

"You had best hand over the treasures in your hands, or else…"

Chi Hu's mouth curled into an arrogant, confident smile; his words brimmed with contempt for Lu Yuan and the others' strength and a threat. Lu Yuan and Chi Hu locked eyes for a moment, and the tense atmosphere between them solidified.

Chi Hu still wore a smug smile, feeling he had completely gained the upper hand.

Seeing this, Liu Qingfeng couldn't help but feel anxious.

He knew that if the situation worsened further, it would become a disastrous battle.

Suddenly, Zi Cui Ling walked over from the side.

She looked at Chi Hu with a disdainful expression: "You dare to act arrogant before me just because you know a bit of necromancy?"

"Do you think we'll be afraid of you?"

Chi Hu, upon hearing this, flashed a hint of anger in his eyes.

But he did not act rashly, because he knew Zi Cui Ling represented the Ziyun Clan, and the Ziyun Clan's power was not to be underestimated.

He gave a cold snort: "Good!"

"Since you want to be enemies of my Youhun Sect, then go die!"

"I will make you taste the bitterness of despair!"

Before his words faded, the ground began to tremble.

Countless dark ghostly shadows surged up from the earth, lunging at Lu Yuan and the crowd.

Seeing trouble approaching, Lu Yuan did not retreat.

He gripped the Heavenly Gang Thunder Fire Sword tightly, facing the battle with full confidence.

At that moment, a violent bodily impact sound came.

The crowd looked up and saw a tall figure rushing swiftly toward them.

"Mo Di!" Lu Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

Mo Di is the crown prince of the Dragon Clan, has cooperated with Lu Yuan many times, and has always been hostile toward the Youhun Sect.

Mo Di rushed to Lu Yuan's side in a flash, eyes like lightning: "I sensed the Dragon Clan's aura on you—so it's you."

"That's right." Lu Yuan nodded.

"We are now surrounded by the Youhun Sect here."

Mo Di gazed affectionately at Zi Cui Ling and Zi Xi'er: "I will help you resolve these troubles."

The crowd felt immense gratitude, knowing that joining forces with Mo Di greatly increased their chances of victory.

Immediately afterward, with everyone's cooperation, Lu Yuan dispelled the dark ghostly shadows released by the Red Tiger. (End of chapter)