Chapter 1151

Jin Caiwei never expected to go around in a big circle only to find that it was all caused by her own family members messing around.

She lost face big time.

"Behave yourself, or if I hear again in the black market that the legend of ghosts in the spirit-photography orb bringing misfortune is spreading, you just wait for me!" Jin Caiwei glared fiercely at Lord Shi.

The Qiongqi tribe has always had a bad reputation, having fallen to become one of the Four Evils, known as the Qiong Qiong, and now that the spirit-photography orb business has just started and is spreading across the Cultivation Realm, if Lord Shi's matter gets out, who knows how the outside world will maliciously speculate about the Qiongqi tribe.

"Never mind, never mind, Senior Caiwei, calm down."

Lu Yang hurried forward to soothe Jin Caiwei; he saw that the little tiger was really angry, and might just lash out at Lord Shi. Lord Shi is only at the early Golden Core stage, and definitely cannot withstand a swipe from the little tiger.

"Think positively—at least no one has managed to cast curses through the spirit-photography orb, right?"

The idea of the spirit-photography orb came from Lu Yang; regardless of Lu Yang's status as Junior Sect Master and Pillar of State Minister, Lu Yang has done favors for the entire Qiongqi tribe, and his words still carry weight with Jin Caiwei.

"Please calm down, junior guarantees there won't be a next time!" Lord Shi apologized with a smile, gratefully looking at Lu Yang.

"Forget it, let's go." Jin Caiwei left Lord Shi's residence in a huff, turning back into the Qiongqi totem again. The girls tried not to laugh, wanting to but daring not to, fearing to provoke the little tiger into scratching them.

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Xiti Temple, Mahavira Hall.

The sleeping Buddha opened his eyes, his face showing an unusual expression. "It seems something has been changed?"

He extended his golden Buddha hand, grasped in the void, and a fruit like condensed golden river water appeared in his hand.

He activated the Time Fruit, stepping alone into the River of Time, endless time swirling around him like an instant, yet like eternity. "Strange, time did not flow backward—is this my illusion?"

The Time Immortal walked with hands behind his back in the Mahavira Hall, somewhat puzzled; although his intuition was not as accurate as that of the Immortal Maiden, it rarely erred. "The Immortal should be at the Wen Dao Sect, and there is also Daoist Yun Zhi—let's go ask them."

The Time Immortal rose and flew toward the Wen Dao Sect.

This was his first time leaving the Mahavira Hall in three hundred thousand years.

Ancestral Temple of the Great Bean Dynasty.

"Senior Caiwei, you said we should fill the missing part of our ancestral temple wall with biscuits, then brush on a layer of syrup—how about that?" Yun Mengmeng laughed as she accompanied Jin Caiwei, squatting together in the corner of the wall.

Originally feeling somewhat dull, Jin Caiwei heard Yun Mengmeng's suggestion, temporarily shifted her attention, and seriously considered it. "Indeed, it's a good idea, but always using syrup to patch wall holes is a bit too sweet."

"Come on, let's research what kind of biscuit is suitable."

"Immortal, are you thinking about some problem?" Lu Yang noticed that the Immortal Maiden had been dazed ever since returning from Jin'an City. For example, now the Immortal Maiden sat cross-legged on the bed, hands tucked, head tilted, brows furrowed, looking as if she were pondering a problem.

"Little Yangzi, you say why this immortal, so young, has such a terrible memory? This immortal always feels like I've forgotten something." "What did you forget?"

"Little Yangzi is truly foolish; if this immortal knew what was forgotten, could it still be called forgetting?"

"Actually, I also always feel like I've forgotten something." Lu Yang said apologetically.

"Do the Immortal Maiden and Little Junior Brother also feel like they've forgotten something?" A cold voice sounded in Lu Yang and the Immortal Maiden's ears, startling Lu Yang into a shiver. "Senior Sister!"

Lu Yang thought, Senior Sister, when you come, could you give a heads-up beforehand? It's very frightening. "Wait, also?"

Lu Yang noticed Senior Sister's wording.

"So does that mean Senior Sister, you also forgot things?"

"Indeed, my intuition rarely errs." The Time Immortal appeared in the mental space; he came to the Wen Dao Sect and only found Yun Zhi, not finding the Immortal Maiden. Yun Zhi also sensed something odd, so she brought the Time Immortal back to the Buddha Realm.

"Is something wrong?"

Lu Yang put away his playful attitude, his expression turning serious; they all felt something odd, afraid it couldn't simply be described as an illusion.

"Please sit, please sit." The Immortal Maiden was very courteous; guests visiting her home certainly couldn't stand, so she manifested two beds for Yun Xiaotou and the Time Immortal to sit on, then patted her own bed, indicating Lu Yang should sit here.

The Time Immortal spoke first: "Just now I was dozing in the Mahavira Hall when a thought suddenly arose in my mind, without cause, I always felt that time had undergone an unknown change."

"Did time flow backward?"

The Time Immortal shook his head, rejecting Lu Yang's idea: "No, I fully activated the Time Fruit to check, the River of Time rushes forward without any trace of backward flow, meaning time did not flow backward."

"Furthermore, only the Time Fruit can achieve time reversal; even its embryonic form cannot, so if time reversal truly occurred, it could only be me doing it."

"Originally I thought it was an illusion, but I also felt something was off, so I visited Daoist Yun Zhi, who said she seemed to have lost a segment of time's memory, yet upon careful recollection, she found her memory continuous, with no problem."

Yun Zhi continued: "I asked Daoist Ying Tian Xian, Jiang Ping'an, and Meng Junzi; they three felt nothing unusual."

"So only the three seniors and I feel something is wrong?" Lu Yang was astonished; that Ying Tian Xian and other immortals felt nothing made this matter more serious than he imagined. Although he himself is an immortal, when he truly acts, he is still weaker than true immortals, and he can sense the oddity, which should be related to the Immortal Maiden residing in the mental space. "Did the mastermind behind the scenes act?" Lu Yang frowned; now only this explanation remains.

"This is the first time the mastermind behind the scenes has truly acted." Although the mastermind had previously found the Zhong Tian Emperor Jun, it sounded far from the mastermind's true means. What exactly happened, forcing the mastermind to act?

Under the dark night curtain, two rogue cultivators erased their auras, silently approaching a damp cave.

"Big brother, should we not just give up?" one of the rogue cultivators whispered, he always had a feeling of unease.

"What's there to fear? I've long inquired—this Bone Hermit is just at the early Soul Transformation stage, with no notable achievements, always hiding east and west, not knowing what he's tinkering with. To use the known against the unknown, us two at Soul Transformation stage handling him should be a breeze."

The timid rogue cultivator gritted his teeth and then listened to the big brother!

The two approached the damp cave, took out their respective natal magic treasures—a bell and a cauldron—and both frenziedly poured spiritual power into the bell and cauldron, which instantly activated. The two simultaneously charged into the cave, expressions ferocious, shouting threats: "Bone Hermit, receive death!"

"Nobody here?"

The two rogue cultivators stared at each other; the cave was spotless, completely unlike a place where someone had lived.