Chapter 134

Facing Ai Jian's gaze.

After a brief silence, Chen Ying still shook his head.

"We are not born of the same mother; what does Chen Heng's life or death have to do with me, Chen Ying? Furthermore, the Earth Abyss is vast; I do not mean to underestimate you, Brother Ai, but with your abilities, I fear a round trip to find him would take at least two or three months..."

And there are countless Yin spirits and ghosts in the Earth Abyss; it is not yet known whether Chen Heng is dead or alive.

If you go down and only find a corpse.

That would be a waste of effort!

"You heard just now that I, along with several Elders of the Huzhao Sect, intend to use their sect's 'Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball' to invert the Yin-Yang Meta-Magnetism within the Earth Abyss, suck up the turbid tide, and shake the earth membrane; that is a major operation."

Seeing that Ai Jian seemed to have more to say.

Chen Ying smiled faintly and said:

"Do you really think your Cave-Mystic cultivation can survive under the 'Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball'? When the turbid tide rises and the earth membrane shakes, all flesh and living beings will be killed, with no chance of escape. It is better not to go and ask for trouble."

Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball?

Ai Jian could not help but be startled.

This object is a Dao artifact of the Huzhao Sect.

Several Daoist Lords of the Huzhao Sect spent a great deal of effort collecting the meta-magnetic power of the earth's core from all over the outer universe, using this as the main material, supplemented by ten-thousand-year mysterious iron, Gang-Sha Qi, Five Essence True Forms, and forty-nine other precious auxiliary materials, before they were able to refine it.

After this treasure was completed, the Huzhao Sect celebrated for a whole day, and all the True Ones rejoiced.

This Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball possesses immense power; once released, its own weight alone is enough to crush and collapse a patch of space.

Wherever it goes, all things, whether tangible or intangible, regardless of whether they are silver mountains, iron walls, or ancient gods and monsters, will be dissolved into ashes and cannot resist.

Furthermore, this treasure can also borrow the meta-magnetic power of the earth's core to invert Yin and Yang, making it even more extraordinary.

Hearing that Chen Ying had actually borrowed the Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball from the Huzhao Sect, Ai Jian's awe of Chen Ying deepened by another layer amidst his surprise.

However, the Earth Abyss is the lifeblood of Xudu Heaven, and the arrays in its deepest parts imprison a group of gods, monsters, Bodhisattvas, great demons, and demon kings who have survived since the ancient era...

Not to mention that there is a Corpse-Dissolving Immortal lingering on inside with secret methods; it can be called a gloomy and terrifying prison of heaven and earth!

Others might not know the truth.

But Ai Jian is, after all, from the twelve great clans and once cultivated in the Yuchen Sect, so he naturally knows these inside stories.

Chen Ying and the people of the Huzhao Sect dare to use the Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball against the Earth Abyss?

Are they not afraid of shaking the prison and letting those fierce gods out into the world?

Regarding Ai Jian's misgivings, Chen Ying had no intention of answering, just smiled and said:

"Even if I want to part on good terms with the Yulu Immortal Mansion, Chen Heng is nothing more than an optional extra; he is not worth spending too much thought on. The key still lies with Chen Xuanwu...

The Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball will be activated in the next few days; the time and direction have already been calculated and cannot be changed. Even if you want to please me and go down to find someone, you are just asking for your own disaster; it is not worth it.

Changing one's sect is a major event; I will give you some time to think about it. During this period, you can sign the legal contract and put down your name at any time."

He took out a golden, glittering contract paper and handed it to Ai Jian.

After Ai Jian took it and glanced at it, his expression changed slightly, and he was about to flare up, but he forcibly endured it.

After he finished reading it line by line, blue veins were already faintly bulging on his forehead, and he could not suppress his anger.

"Does Brother Chen take me, Ai Jian, for a servant? Even if I am now a tiger fallen on the plains, why must you bully people too much!"

He said coldly.

"Whose servant can enter the Xiantian Mo Sect to cultivate and enjoy a blessed land and cave dwelling? And can view the 'Langhuan Secret Manual,' this cosmic wonder book? Brother Ai, it is not that I want to treat you harshly; it is just that you have nowhere else to go now, and only have this one retreat of mine, Chen Ying."

Chen Ying smiled naturally, looked straight into Ai Jian's eyes, and said word by word:

"Of course, if you are willing to spend the rest of your life in such a poor land as the Southern Territory of Dongmi, and can put the hatred of your sect behind you, then just treat it as if this True One had handed you a piece of waste paper.

If you can't figure it out, give me an answer after a month or so; I, Chen, am not an unreasonable person."

He patted Ai Jian's shoulder lightly and said with a smile:

"I know you still have misgivings, but in a few dozen days, Sima Lingzhen and Hou Wen, who are responsible for the examination of the Southern Territory Dao lineage of the Yuchen Sect, will come to this Small Ganshan to see you, and at that time they will also bring the news of Wang Shu's suicide.

By then, I think Brother Ai should be able to make up your mind."

Ai Jian's pupils shrank sharply.

His thoughts turned rapidly.

And he understood.

Clearly, Sima Lingzhen and Hou Wen are the patrolling Daoists responsible for the Dao lineage examination, yet they have been slow to come to his Xuanzhen Sect for verification.

The reason for this, I fear, is all because of Xiao Xiao Shixiong Wang Shu.

If Wang Shu could condense a High-Grade Jin Dan, let alone a First-Grade core.

With the Elders of the Profound Teaching Hall in the sect fearing the consequences, they would have to look after Wang Shu's face, and the evaluation of his Xuanzhen Sect would definitely not be low.

I dare not assert a top-grade evaluation, but a mid-to-high-grade evaluation would definitely be inevitable.

But now, Wang Shu only has the appearance of a Fourth-Grade core and was even defeated by He He Lizi, a disciple of Gu Zhao.

A Cave-Mystic killing a Jin Dan.

His reputation is completely lost.

Then a bottom-grade evaluation is inevitable...

"No wonder these two have been slow to come to the Xuanzhen Sect to see me; clearly, Sima Lingzhen had even appeared at Daojun Fu Yu Lake to eliminate an evil Yin-Sheng Demon. These people were actually waiting for Xiao Xiao Shixiong Wang Shu's core grade? So that's it! So that's it!"

Thinking of this.

Ai Jian felt as if a cloud had been swept away, his heart was no longer confused, and he could not help but feel a sense of desolation.

His Master was harmed, his Junior Brother was killed.

And now even Xiao Xiao Shixiong Wang Shu has been eliminated.

Within this vast Yuchen Sect.

It seems there is truly no place left for him, Ai Jian, to stand...

Seeing Ai Jian's gaze flickering uncertainly.

Chen Ying already knew his thoughts, laughed slowly, and without saying more, he flew away, instantly crossing over layers of mountains and disappearing without a trace.

And when Ai Jian caught a glimpse of the murderous blood shadow sealed in the pupils under Chen Ying's black jade mask, he was also speechless for a moment.

It was not until long after Chen Ying had left.

That he reached out and summoned a sharp flying sword radiating silver light from somewhere, held it in his hand, stroked it for a while, and whispered:

"Silver Eye, you heard everything just now... what should I do?"

The sword in his hand, radiating silver light, is called the "Silver Eye Sword," a Dharma artifact that has already conceived a spirit.

The Silver Eye Sword was personally crafted by Elder Yue during his lifetime; he called upon friends, used mysterious silver essence as the mother material, soaked it in divine water, roasted it with heavenly fire, and had three thousand master craftsmen forge and polish it. It was buried under the Eternal Copper Mountain, absorbing all the brilliance and beauty, and only after calculating the time was the mountain split in two to complete it.

This sword, just placed in mid-air, is like a great silver-eyed god opening its eyes, shining so brightly that everything within dozens of miles is as bright as high noon, making it impossible to see anything, hence the name.

The Silver Eye Sword and Ai Jian have lived together day and night, and their bond is deep, far beyond what others can compare to.

Hearing Ai Jian's question, the Silver Eye Sword first trembled slightly, emitting a high-pitched sword hum, and then a crisp female voice like an oriole came from within the sword body:

"Little Jian, you are currently in the process of 'extracting the five essences'; you must keep your mind steady. If you fall into qi deviation, what will you do on your path to the Dao in the future?"

Ai Jian sighed long, his voice slightly choked:

"Xiao Xiao Shixiong Wang Shu is dead! He is dead! How can you expect me to calm my heart! His talent was even praised by the Fire Dragon Immortal; how could he only form a Fourth-Grade core?!

It must be that after our Master died, there was no one to rely on, and he was suppressed openly and secretly in the sect by that old scoundrel Gu Zhao, which delayed his cultivation and led to this end!"

There was no one else here.

Ai Jian's eyes finally turned red, and he covered his face with his sleeves, almost bursting into tears.

His sect relationships were exceptionally harmonious, the brothers were friendly and respectful, and in the years they spent together, there had never been the slightest unpleasantness.

And as early as when Ai Jian broke out of his sect and went alone to the Yuchen Sect to cultivate, it was True Person Yue who pitied his situation and took him into the sect to teach him; the Master's grace can be said to be deep.

It is precisely for this reason that after True Person Yue was secretly harmed by Gu Zhao, he and Wan Song disregarded sect rules and dealt a lethal blow to Gu Zhao's only son, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

And now.

After Wang Shu was attacked and killed by He He Lizi.

Apart from him, who is a sinner, the lineage of True Person Yue can be considered completely extinct, scattered like wind and clouds!

Thinking of this.

Ai Jian felt as if his heart were being twisted by a knife, his worries manifold.

"That Chen Ying just now, it seems he was only a spiritual body manifestation, not his true self?"

The Silver Eye Sword also sighed deeply and said: "Looking at the blood shadow in his left eye, he must have practiced some magic or evil arts; you must be careful when dealing with him."

Ai Jian smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"In his words just now, he said he wanted to launch the Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball at the Earth Abyss together with the Huzhao Sect? I suppose his true self must be within the sect gate of the Huzhao Sect..."

"Are you going to agree to that Chen Ying's legal contract?"

The Silver Eye Sword suddenly spoke.

Ai Jian asked back: "I have already heard so many of his secrets; do you think Chen Ying is a good person? Do you think I can escape?"

The Silver Eye Sword was silent for a long while, the sword body shook, but it did not know what to say.

Ai Jian looked up at the ever-changing clouds in the sky, his gaze full of complexity.

Thinking carefully.

As early as when Ai Yuan took it upon herself to come to the Southern Territory to find the Yin-Illuminating Son of Heaven, Chen Ying had already been keeping an eye on him.

At that time, he used a mind-bewitching illusion to make Ai Yuan mistakenly believe that Chen Ying was also one of her male favorites.

And Ai Jian, after meeting him several times, actually did not see that Ai Yuan was under an illusion, and did not notice the slightest sign...

"He, Chen Ying, told me so much; if I refuse, I fear I will face a lethal disaster in an instant."

Ai Jian was stunned, shook his sleeves, and said: "Even Xiao Xiao Shixiong Wang Shu is dead; who else can protect me? Although the nine provinces and four seas are vast, there is no place left for me, Ai Jian. If I want to continue cultivating and avenge my sect, it seems I can only throw myself under Chen Ying's command, willingly be his hawk and hound, and let him drive me..."

The Silver Eye Sword in his hand flickered slightly, retracting its brilliance.

The man and the sword were both silent for a long time, not saying another word.

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The high mountains are beautiful and strange, and the forest foothills are deep and secluded.

After leaving Small Ganshan, Chen Ying lowered his cloud head and stopped in a clean territory.

He pointed his hand, and several banners were stuck down from mid-air, setting up a Dharma array that covered the mountains and ravines like a canopy, enclosing them in a thick, deep white cloud.

Then he released an exquisite palace about an acre in size, cast entirely from Wushan gold and copper; the windows, pillars, and doors were all of one piece, all shining with brilliant light.

Chen Ying entered the hall directly, sat in the main seat, took a Dao book at random, and began to flip through it, his manner relaxed and comfortable.

And while he was flipping through it, the blood shadow in his pupils rushed and shuttled several times, but it could not rush out; finally, it said impatiently:

"What are you doing here? Why aren't you going back to the Huzhao Sect?"

"The Huzhao Sect has my true self presiding over it; why should I go?"

"Then release me, or send me to the Huzhao Sect, so I can properly suck on some blood energy and Yin-Sha energy! Being imprisoned in your eyes without freedom, what kind of state is this!"

The blood shadow shouted: "For no reason, why did you suddenly bring me to this manifestation of yours? What kind of ghost idea are you playing at, kid!"

Chen Ying did not even lift his head, just flipped the page of the book in his hand and said:

"You also know that my true self is still familiarizing itself with the Meta-Magnetic Jin Guang Ball and cannot leave. And if Ai Jian is pedantic and thinks I am a thief of the Demonic Sect and does not want to be associated with me, and connects Sima Lingzhen and Hou Wen, then that will be your time to shine!"

As soon as he said this, the blood shadow immediately understood and let out a strange, giggling laugh.

"Understood, you think this spiritual manifestation can't beat the three of them combined? You want me to be your protector! Hahahaha! This master is truly invincible in the world!"

The blood shadow seemed extremely happy, swam around in Chen Ying's pupils several times, and said: "Will that Ai Jian sign the legal contract?"

"Does he have any other retreat?"

Seeing Chen Ying's tone so certain, the blood shadow was puzzled: "He is, after all, from the Shangyu Ai clan; even if there is no hope of returning to the Yuchen Sect, can't he go back to his clan to cultivate?"

"You haven't heard of Ai Jian's situation; this person, even if he were to die, would not be willing to return to the Ai clan."

Chen Ying smiled inexplicably, but did not discuss it in detail.

Taking Ai Jian into his own use undoubtedly meant conquering a sword cultivator with infinite killing power in the future.

The fourth realm of Sword Dao—Body and Sword as One!

Even if he is not as good as He He Lizi, who has mastered Sword Qi Thunder Sound, he is still a person of note.

And since Chen Ying has decided to follow Chen Yushu's lead, he must go all out, gather wings, do things for him, and do them beautifully!

You must know that he is not the only one serving under Chen Yushu.

Chen Zuo, Chen Jin, Chen Daozheng, Chen Chan...

These are all competing with him for credit!

Under such circumstances, how can he not recruit heroes from all prefectures to strengthen his power?

This is just like the princes of the world fighting for the throne—

Only by widely forming cliques and selecting capable subordinates can one use them to fight, avoid being harmed by others halfway, and facilitate the accumulation of great ambitions!

While Chen Ying was secretly pondering.

He suddenly heard a sound of flying, and then a fragrant scent rushed straight to his nose.

"Master, there is a message from the Yulu Immortal Mansion."

A female voice said.

"Who is it?"

Chen Ying waved his hand: "Is it about Chen Xuanwu and that Yuan Yangsheng again?"

The female voice said again: "This time it's not just that; another name has been added. The Yulu Immortal Mansion wants the Master to send someone named Chen Heng to the outer heavens as well."

This sentence finally made Chen Ying frown.

He closed the book in his hand, looked up, and asked:

"Wait, Chen Heng? That's strange; where did they hear this name?"

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