Chapter 130: San Niang Teaches Her Son

The three of them returned to the boundary domain in silence.

Only a few of the Shaman tribe battalion had escaped; it could be said the entire army was annihilated. However, their mission for this trip was to alter the heaven and earth, to seal the immortal swords, and to make it difficult for all immortal sword-type magic treasures and Dao foundations to exert their power; this mission had already been completed. As for how long this alteration of heaven and earth could last, it depended on whether the Shaman tribe would continue to invest offerings. If they were willing to spend heavily, even sealing an area of several thousand li for three to five years was possible.

Upon returning to the boundary domain, Bao Yun was the first to break the silence: "I just arrived, so I don't quite understand the battle situation. What was that battle just now about? Did the Shaman tribe take action to seal the immortal swords?"

At the mention of this, Xiang Xiaoyu's anger flared up again.

Wei Yuan, having finally encountered an opportunity to change the subject, hurriedly dispelled his blank state of mind and quickly explained.

The Shaman tribe's action to alter the heaven and earth and seal the Dao foundations actually cost them far more than just this squad of soldiers. This squad of soldiers had actually just come to release the already prepared curse and then test the strength here to see if they could conveniently establish a camp. Therefore, clearing out this squad of Shaman soldiers was only the beginning of the battle; it was merely an appetizer, and the major battle was still to come.

Wei Yuan's original intention was to bait the Shaman tribe into using their alteration of heaven and earth and sealing of immortal swords. With Xiang Xiaoyu's help, his goal had now been achieved. The Shaman tribe had paid a huge price, yet it had no impact on Wei Yuan's strength; they could be said to have lost the first round.

It was just that Wei Yuan had not expected Xiang Xiaoyu to be the first to arrive. Since they were already here, he might as well make use of them. Since Xiang Xiaoyu had bumped into the muzzle of the gun himself, Wei Yuan naturally would not be polite.

After all, back then, Xiang Xiaoyu used to dangle his Dao foundation in front of Wei Yuan every day, and Wei Yuan hadn't even reacted. Thinking back to that time, Wei Yuan felt like a fool, although Xiang Xiaoyu had looked even more like a fool back then.

Therefore, Wei Yuan used a mix of coaxing and goading to make Xiang Xiaoyu face this squad of Shaman soldiers capable of sealing immortal swords.

In fact, the Shaman tribe's deployment was not wrong. If Wei Yuan's Dao foundation had truly been a hundred immortal swords, then even with Xiang Xiaoyu added, they would not have been a match for this squad of Shaman soldiers after the immortal swords were sealed, and they could only have retreated back to the boundary domain. It was just a pity that not only was Wei Yuan's Dao foundation not immortal swords, but he had also cultivated a Seven-Marvel Treasure Tree, and the manifestation of the Ten Thousand Li of Heshan had greatly increased in power, resulting in him destroying the battalion of Shaman warriors like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.

After the immortal swords were sealed, although Xiang Xiaoyu's strength was greatly discounted, it did not have much impact on the overall battle situation. The Shaman tribe's alteration of heaven and earth could only affect the area outside the boundary domain; within the boundary domain, the effect was greatly discounted, only able to suppress heaven-rank Dao foundations by ten percent, and immortal foundations by only five percent, which was equivalent to having no impact.

The Azure Void boundary domain was expanding very rapidly, so it was enough to just have Xiang Xiaoyu garrison the boundary domain.

Wei Yuan briefly finished explaining the current battle situation and then asked about the experiences of Xiang Xiaoyu and Bao Yun in coming here this time.

When Wei Yuan's distress signal reached the Grand Primordial Palace, Xiang Xiaoyu was not at the Grand Primordial Palace mountain gate at the time, but was training in the western border area of Zhao Guo, which was also the traditional sphere of influence of the Xiao family. However, all major clans had their own communication systems. After Wei Yuan's distress signal reached the Grand Primordial Palace, it was immediately transmitted back to the Xiao family and then passed on to Xiang Xiaoyu. At this time, less than an hour had passed since Wei Yuan's message was transmitted back to the Grand Primordial Palace.

The location where Xiang Xiaoyu was at the time was also on the western border, situated southeast of Ningxi, not far away.

Upon receiving Wei Yuan's message, Xiang Xiaoyu was also greatly surprised. He had not expected that after several years without news, the first person Wei Yuan would want to find when encountering a life-and-death crisis would actually be him! Xiang Xiaoyu was very moved at the time and immediately abandoned everything to come to the rescue from ten thousand li away, even putting aside the grudge of the martial test.

After receiving the letter, Xiang Xiaoyu set off immediately and even had the family elders garrisoning that area send him a part of the way, taking action to repel the Shaman border guards. After entering the Shaman domain, he traveled without sleep or rest, and his immortal sword, the Great Sun, flew at a fast speed, which was why he was the first to arrive. Because he came in such a hurry, Xiang Xiaoyu didn't even have time to take any luggage, and he didn't even have a sip of water at hand.

It was just that Xiang Xiaoyu had not expected that after crossing ten thousand rivers and mountains and killing his way through several Shaman interceptions along the way, he would witness Wei Yuan's treachery before he even had a chance to recount their past friendship upon arriving.

Moreover, this fellow Wei Yuan hadn't just called him; he had also called Bao Yun! Although calling Bao Yun was also within reason, and Xiang Xiaoyu could accept it, he just felt a sense of depression, like "I set my heart on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."

Xiang Xiaoyu had a strong inner heart, so he buried all of this in the bottom of his heart, turning it into a seed of revenge, preparing to let it erupt when the time was right in the future.

Xiang Xiaoyu felt that if it were just the three of them now, it was not entirely impossible to hold this piece of land; it was just that he might need to ask the family for some support when the time came. Thinking about being able to fight side-by-side with Bao Yun and Wei Yuan, bathing in blood to fight to the death against the Shaman tribe, Xiang Xiaoyu felt quite expectant and prepared to temporarily put aside his hatred for Wei Yuan.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan was bound to perish for his many injustices; didn't he just manifest the Seven-Marvel Treasure Tree in front of Bao Yun? Xiang Xiaoyu wanted to see how he would end up in the end.

Bao Yun's experience was similar to Xiang Xiaoyu's; Wei Yuan's distress signal also reached her hands about an hour after it reached the Grand Primordial Palace. Bao Yun set off immediately. The Seven-Marvel Treasure Tree had many wonders such as isolating space and spiritual sense, so although she encountered some dangers along the way, Bao Yun quietly passed through them without getting entangled. That was why, although the distance she traveled was much further than Xiang Xiaoyu's, they arrived one after the other.

Hearing that Bao Yun had arrived not long after Xiang Xiaoyu, Wei Yuan broke out in a cold sweat again.

After the two finished speaking, Xiang Xiaoyu asked: "Where do we live?"

Wei Yuan's consciousness was still in a mostly blank stage at the moment, so he said casually: "Choose whatever you want."

Xiang Xiaoyu looked around and didn't see a single house with a roof; the seed of revenge almost sprouted on the spot.

Seeing that Xiang Xiaoyu's expression was wrong, Wei Yuan finally realized and hurriedly said: "This area has been abandoned for several years. I established the boundary stone less than two days ago and have been under siege by the Shaman tribe, so I haven't had time to build houses."

"No matter, I can just find a place to meditate myself." What Xiang Xiaoyu valued was not those worldly enjoyments. The Azure Void boundary domain was rich in spiritual energy; although it was not yet comparable to the Hollow Valley Suspended Azure, it was barely enough.

Xiang Xiaoyu looked around and saw the main peak. Although the summit of the main peak was not large, it was more than enough to accommodate the three of them. Moreover, this peak was solitary, high, and cold, standing out from the rest in the vicinity, which very much suited Xiang Xiaoyu's wishes.

Just at this moment, Wei Yuan suddenly felt something; someone else had entered the boundary domain, and this person's speed was extremely fast, arriving in front of him almost in the span of a breath!

Wei Yuan was overjoyed and bowed his head: "Greetings, Master!"

The person who came was none other than Zhang Sheng, but the sleeve of his left robe was torn, and there were some bloodstains on the opening; he hadn't even had time to bandage the wound. That he could let Zhang Sheng be injured showed that the strength of the interceptor was extraordinary.

Zhang Sheng did not care at all about his own injury. Upon entering the boundary domain, he had already seen the thousands of Shaman corpses laid out in the mortuary and the Shaman camp that had just been wiped out, so he had a clear idea of the current battle situation in his heart.

Seeing Wei Yuan, Zhang Sheng also felt quite emotional. That little child from back then had grown so big in the blink of an eye, and he had caused such a big disaster just after being sent out to fly solo. If he were to train for a few more years, Zhang Sheng wasn't sure if he would still be able to cover for him.

But what if the Shaman tribe was powerful? As a master, he naturally had to bear the karma of his disciple; the True Lord Fenhai had also said this to Zhang Sheng back then.

It was just that in recent years, Fenhai had stopped mentioning this sentence. There was no other reason; it was just that he could no longer bear Zhang Sheng's karma. Let alone Zhang Sheng, he couldn't bear Wei Yuan's either.

Zhang Sheng patted Wei Yuan on the shoulder, helped him up, and said softly: "Don't be afraid. Your master has arrived. No matter how many Shaman tribe members come, we will just slaughter them all together."

Zhang Sheng took off the backpack behind him, poured out more than ten magic swords, and said indifferently: "Look, every one of these swords of mine has quite a background."

Zhang Sheng had already learned the lesson from the battle in the Northern Frontier that day, and now he would not bring only one sword when traveling. For this trip to the west, he had searched for more than ten upper-rank magic swords in one go, just to have a big fight. It was just that these magic swords looked like the handiwork of the Heaven Azure Hall; after all, even if more than a dozen were added together, they were not as valuable as Xiang Xiaoyu's one sword scabbard.

Looking at these magic swords, Wei Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he didn't dare to speak.

Beside him, Xiang Xiaoyu wanted to speak but stopped. He hadn't expected that Wei Yuan had actually called Zhang Sheng as well, and the sense of loss in his heart increased by a few points. However, thinking that Zhang Sheng was Wei Yuan's master, and the Heaven Azure Hall lineage was famous for being protective of their own, even if Wei Yuan hadn't called him, Zhang Sheng would likely have come anyway, so Xiang Xiaoyu endured it and didn't kick Wei Yuan while he was down.

At this time, a somewhat lazy voice sounded from the side: "Do you feel that the heaven and earth around here are a bit wrong? It seems to be an alteration of heaven and earth."

Hearing this voice, Wei Yuan trembled all over.

Xiang Xiaoyu looked at Ji Liuli, who had appeared out of thin air, and his eyelids also twitched. The last bit of good feeling he had for Wei Yuan finally completely shattered. So he wasn't the only one; he was just the first to arrive!

This Wei Yuan, just how many people had he called?!

Zhang Sheng, reminded by Ji Liuli, changed his expression slightly after investigating and frowned: "It seems to be sealing the immortal swords. Yuan'er, what is going on?"

Wei Yuan was expressionless and said: "A battalion of Shaman troops attacked just now. As soon as they arrived, they cast the curse of altering heaven and earth and sealing immortal swords. They must have been prepared."

Zhang Sheng also knew that altering heaven and earth was not a small curse; at the very least, it had to be presided over by a Great Shaman, plus a blood sacrifice of a thousand people, to be cast. The human race and the Shaman tribe had been fighting for over a hundred thousand years, and he didn't know how many times he had encountered the alteration of heaven and earth.

It was just that Zhang Sheng hadn't even arrived yet, and the Shaman tribe had already arranged to seal the immortal swords?

After careful thought, Zhang Sheng's expression became rarely solemn, and he said: "My fourth immortal sword is about to be completed, and one foot is already outside of heaven and earth. Ordinary True Lords cannot calculate my karma. For the Shaman tribe to be able to calculate that I was coming and seal the immortal swords in advance to block my path, there must be a great power presiding over it! I'm afraid this battle will not be easy to fight; we must be cautious." Ji Liuli also had a solemn face and said: "No wonder the palace increased the merit points for this place by thirty percent. How many life-saving measures have you prepared?"

"I have none."

"It's okay, I have prepared two sets; I'll share one with you in a while."

"Good." Zhang Sheng actually did not refuse and accepted it cleanly and neatly. This was a battlefield, and the Shaman tribe had a great power garrisoning it; the strength of their methods was not something they could resist at will, so they must have life-saving measures on their person.

Ji Liuli added: "Let's hold on for a few days first. I will send a letter to the Ancestor right now to see if he can come over, or at least change our luck."

Zhang Sheng glanced at Wei Yuan and then said to Ji Liuli: "Then I'll leave it to you."

Seeing that Zhang Sheng and Ji Liuli were unusually serious and were planning life-saving measures, Xiang Xiaoyu really couldn't watch anymore. He snorted and said: "The Shaman tribe sealing the immortal swords doesn't seem to be because of a great power's calculation, but an artificial accident."

"Artificial accident, what does that mean?" Zhang Sheng asked.

Xiang Xiaoyu said: "Just look at how many immortal swords your disciple has, and you'll know."

Zhang Sheng had a faint feeling of something bad in his heart and said to Wei Yuan: "You also cultivated immortal swords? Manifest them for your master to see."

Wei Yuan was expressionless and manifested an immortal sword, the Pseudo-Sun.

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Zhang Sheng's eyebrows stood up, and he scolded: "You call this an immortal sword? It doesn't even deserve to be earth-rank! Why refine this kind of thing? Do you think the immortal path is easy and your days are too boring?"

Wei Yuan lowered his head and said nothing.

Xiang Xiaoyu said faintly from the side: "Junior Brother Wei's immortal swords don't seem to be just one."

"Oh? Are there more? Manifest them all for me to see." Zhang Sheng's expression eased a little.

It seemed that his disciple's comprehension was still okay; being able to comprehend different immortal swords, even if the rank was lower, was not easy. Moreover, Wei Yuan had the Ten Thousand Li of Heshan, and he still wanted to comprehend more immortal swords; he must admire him and want to try to walk his master's Great Dao.

Zhang Sheng thought to himself, it seemed he had to find a time to properly point out to Wei Yuan not to always think about imitating his master; being able to walk his own path was the most important...

Just as Zhang Sheng was thinking about how to educate his disciple to make further progress, his vision blurred, and over a hundred immortal swords appeared, piling up on the ground with a clatter. Zhang Sheng looked closely, and every single one was a Pseudo-Sun.

Ji Liuli patted Zhang Sheng on the shoulder and said: "Better clean up the lineage!"

Both of them were clever; with Xiang Xiaoyu's reminder and then seeing this pile of immortal swords, they immediately understood that it must have been Wei Yuan provoking the Shaman tribe with a hundred immortal swords earlier, which was why the Shaman tribe had set the target of the seal as immortal swords. Wei Yuan didn't cultivate immortal swords, so naturally he wasn't affected; it was just that he had blocked Zhang Sheng's path.

At this time, Bao Yun said: "Junior Brother Wei respects his master and values the Dao; he, should, not have done it on purpose."

This was the first sentence she had said since arriving.

Zhang Sheng was expressionless and just looked at Wei Yuan like that. Wei Yuan stared at the ground in front of him, absolutely refusing to make eye contact with him.

Zhang Sheng didn't flare up either. He pointed to the summit of the peak and said indifferently: "I'll wait for you up there. I'll give you a quarter of an hour to think of an excuse yourself. Once you've thought it through, come up and find me."

After saying this, Zhang Sheng ascended into the air step by step, reaching the summit of the main peak in a few steps.

Bao Yun didn't speak and followed Zhang Sheng.

Ji Liuli was not in a hurry. Her gaze lingered on Yun Feifei and Xu Waner in the distance, and she said to Wei Yuan: "The little guy has grown up, hasn't he? It hasn't been long, and he's already so good at playing around? Anyway, there's still some time, I'll go for a stroll first to see if there's anything fun."

Xiang Xiaoyu hugged his immortal sword, glanced at Wei Yuan indifferently, and then walked toward the summit.

A quarter of an hour later.

Wei Yuan ascended to the summit of the main peak and saw three auras in the only room that was still relatively intact, all of them magnificent and each with its own splendor. Xiang Xiaoyu stood by the cliff, hugging his sword, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance.

Wei Yuan really wanted to kick Xiang Xiaoyu down.

Seeing Wei Yuan arrive, Xiang Xiaoyu didn't speak, just nudged his chin toward the house. Once wasn't enough, and he had to come several times in a row, making Wei Yuan grit his teeth, wishing he could cast a curse on him to make half of his face twitch every day.

Wei Yuan looked at the three magnificent and grand auras above the room, took a deep breath, and walked over slowly.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered a storybook he had known since he was a child; he had first heard it from Zhang Sheng. There was a famous segment in the storybook called "Three Heroes Fight Lu Bu." Wei Yuan felt that this segment was quite similar to the scene before him; he was that Lu Bu who would fight the three heroes, looking down on the world, invincible!

Thinking this way, Wei Yuan's spirit arose, and his footsteps quickened.

However, recently Wei Yuan would always set up Feng Shui formations to meet the enemy, and his own attainments in Feng Shui had advanced by leaps and bounds; for example, superimposing the Pure Spirit Formation with a Feng Shui formation was a pioneering move, and by relying on this, he had blocked the Great Shaman's blood curse. At this moment, Wei Yuan's heart suddenly jumped, and he remembered one thing: in "Three Heroes Fight Lu Bu," Lu Bu had lost! This omen was not very good!

Wei Yuan's footsteps slowed down by three points.

However, Wei Yuan thought again, facing the three people in the room, he had no chance of winning at all, and couldn't even struggle a few times. Sticking his head out would result in a knife, and shrinking his head would also result in a knife; the result was the same anyway, so he might as well have some spirit. Just like encountering a fierce tiger in the wilderness, one only needed to straighten their back and meet the enemy head-on to die with dignity!

Wei Yuan took a big step, arrived in front of the room, pushed the door, opened it gently, and closed it slowly.

Inside and outside the door, they were now separated.

A nine-story pagoda suddenly appeared in the air, magnificent and grand, with divine beasts crouching on the eaves of each floor, and treasures such as bells and chimes hanging from the eight corners. Once this pagoda appeared, the heaven and earth froze, and all monsters were suppressed.

Demon-Suppressing Nine-Story Pagoda!

This was the first time Xiang Xiaoyu had seen the manifestation of the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda. Standing outside at this moment, his immortal sword, the Great Sun, felt somewhat sluggish and not functioning smoothly; one could imagine what the person suppressed by the pagoda would feel.

This was not all; a delicate treasure tree appeared on top of the pagoda, hanging down countless ribbon-like light bands, isolating the inner and outer heaven and earth. At this moment, even if a great power were to calculate karma and wanted to fish someone out from across the air, as long as they didn't know for sure that it was this place, it would be very difficult to break through the treasure tree's blockade.

But this was still not all.

Four immortal swords descended from the sky, landing around the pagoda, suppressing the four directions. Xiang Xiaoyu cultivated immortal swords, so he naturally recognized the other three and knew their power. However, the sword in the north was flickering in and out of existence, only a sword shadow, yet it made Xiang Xiaoyu feel a sense of trembling from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, the four immortal swords formed their own heaven and earth, linked into one body. Xiang Xiaoyu's intuition told him that as long as anyone dared to enter, they would invite the simultaneous attack of the four immortal swords, and the power would definitely not be as simple as adding them together.

Xiang Xiaoyu reckoned that if he were to drive a sword with his body, three of himself could fight to a draw with the other three immortal swords. But facing that sword shadow in the north, he was afraid he would need two of himself to go up together. And with the four swords linked into a sword formation, even ten Xiao Yus entering the formation would never return.

At this moment, the Nine-Story Pagoda was sealing and suppressing, the Seven-Marvel Treasure Tree was blocking reinforcements, and the four-sword sword formation was a sure-kill; Wei Yuan had no wings to escape!

Xiang Xiaoyu's mouth curled up, unable to suppress this smile no matter what. He hadn't expected that the feeling of schadenfreude would be so pleasant; he even wanted to hum a little tune!

Xiang Xiaoyu suddenly felt that the scene before him was a bit familiar, making him seem to remember something. He racked his brains and finally remembered a storybook he had read. Xiang Xiaoyu had read quite a few storybooks during his years of training in the Western Region. Of course, he didn't read the ones from the Lying Flat Inn. There was a chapter in one of the famous storybooks that was quite fitting for the scene before him. The title of that chapter was:

San Niang Teaches Her Son.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 131 =====