Chapter 465: The Daoist Who Doesn't Speak

A few days ago, after Daoist Bu Yu was released from prison and parted ways with Yun Zhi, he continued his travels across the continent, promoting "The Legend of the Congwendao Sect" and, incidentally, his own glorious and magnificent image.

He arrived at Dingxin City in Jizhou, only to discover that the city had been enveloped by a rule; one could enter, but not leave. From the outside, Dingxin City appeared to be operating as usual, with everything remaining the same, people coming and going in an endless stream.

In truth, this was the power of the rule; the ability to enter was real, but leaving was impossible.

The people outsiders saw leaving Dingxin City were actually just dummies created by the rule.

These dummies were no different from real people, possessing the same memories, habits, and behaviors.

Only when the rule vanished would the dummies in the outside world disappear as well.

At first, Daoist Bu Yu wanted to pierce the rule with a single sword strike, but just as he was about to act, his combat sixth sense, honed over many years, prompted him to stop in time.

He quickly realized that this was not a rule at the Body Integration stage, but one at the Tribulation Transcendence stage.

If he were to act, he would attract the attention of the person who had set the rule, and that would make things difficult.

"What rotten luck." Daoist Bu Yu spat on the ground and focused on thinking of a countermeasure.

He first disguised himself as a down-and-out Daoist priest, telling stories at a teahouse to observe the rule.

The rule had not been formed in a day or two, and everything in the city was normal, which meant the person who set the rule did not intend to destroy it.

After several days of observation, business at the teahouse became increasingly booming, and Daoist Bu Yu finally figured out the rules of the place.

Different identities required adherence to different rules; gatekeepers had gatekeeper rules, officials had official rules, and teahouses and restaurants had their own rules.

There were many rules here, but only two were core.

The first: The Great Xia Dynasty does not exist; here, there is only the Great Yu Dynasty.

The second: Everyone in Dingxin City is a subject of the Great Yu Dynasty.

This indicated that the rule-maker was a Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator from Great Yu.

But what was the purpose? Enclosing land within the Great Xia Dynasty to establish the Great Yu Dynasty—what use could that have?

For the past few days, Daoist Bu Yu had been pondering this question, but he had no leads.

It wasn't until his good disciple's paper crane flew over that he finally understood Great Yu's objective.

Great Yu wanted to seize a portion of the national destiny power in Hanshui City and was attempting to use that national destiny power in Dingxin City.

The plans for Hanshui City and Dingxin City were connected.

Their purpose was to study the power of national destiny.

As for why Great Yu did not abandon Dingxin City even after the Hanshui City failure and the capture of Wu Youdao and his two companions,

it was because the Great Yu cultivators did not know that Wu Youdao had already been captured.

At the time, Immortal Fairy superficially let Wu Youdao and his two companions go, but secretly captured them back; in the eyes of the world, it was only known that the three had successfully escaped.

Great Yu cultivators could only know the intelligence known to the world; they were not yet capable of reaching the heavens and perceiving everything.

"So that's it. The Great Yu cultivators are plotting something big." Daoist Bu Yu curled his lips into a cold smile and looked up at the sky, which had been pierced by the paper crane.

The sky was created by the rule; the fact that it had not healed meant that a loophole had appeared in the rule.

It also meant that the Great Yu Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator had detected the presence of the paper crane.

"Daoist, what's wrong? Who sent the letter?" the teahouse owner asked cautiously, feeling that the down-and-out Daoist's smile was somewhat eerie.

"It's from my eldest disciple and my youngest disciple."

"Are they storytellers too?"

"Something like that. By the way, boss, I have to break my word; I can't continue telling stories here tomorrow. Please apologize to the guests for me."

"Ah, why?" the teahouse owner was shocked. Everything was fine before, so why quit so suddenly?

And where could he go if he quit? Could he even leave Dingxin City?

Suddenly, a pressure that covered the world appeared, and the entire Dingxin City fell into panic. People were at a loss, not knowing why the pressure had appeared, nor where they should flee.

Daoist Bu Yu sighed softly: "Because I am going to act."

He flicked his horsetail whisk, and it transformed into ten thousand swords, densely covering the sky and releasing ten million golden sword auras, which actually held their own against the pressure for a time!

The people in the city were no longer affected by the pressure!

"A moment of carelessness, and a bug actually snuck in!" The person in the sky releasing the pressure stared fixedly at Daoist Bu Yu.

The paper crane flew toward Daoist Bu Yu, and he also noticed Daoist Bu Yu's presence.

He could see that although Daoist Bu Yu was extremely strong, he was still stuck at the Body Integration stage and was not to be feared.

Daoist Bu Yu was not afraid in the slightest; he flew into the sky to confront the person releasing the pressure.

He raised his hand toward the sky, and the ten thousand swords merged, transforming into a peerless sharp sword, bathed in lightning, which appeared in his hand.

"Wan Jian Return to Sect?!" The person releasing the pressure revealed a hint of surprise in his tone, not expecting to see the sword technique most revered by sword cultivators here.

"I am the Sect Master of the Congwendao Sect, Daoist Bu Yu. Who are you?"

"You may call me Venerable Po Xiao."

Daoist Bu Yu narrowed his eyes. Venerable Po Xiao—according to historical records, Venerable Po Xiao was a cultivator from the early Great Yu period, at the mid-Tribulation Transcendence stage.

It wasn't as if he couldn't fight him.

He held the peerless sharp sword, and countless iron tools and magic treasures in the city rang out in unison, as if responding to Daoist Bu Yu's call, or perhaps submitting to this supreme powerhouse.

The magic treasures in the city vibrated, resounding through the sky!

The sharp sword's edge was fully revealed, brilliant as a rainbow, cold as ice, standing upright toward the sky, filled with killing intent!

He slowly spat out the name of this move: "Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate."

The sharp sword slashed down like a silk ribbon, the sky vibrated, and with boundless killing intent, it struck toward Venerable Po Xiao!

The sword was like a hanging river, descending from the sky. Venerable Po Xiao's hair stood on end, and he dodged the strike sideways.

Boom—

The sword aura struck the sky directly, the sky shattered, the firmament vibrated, white clouds shattered and dissipated, and the sky above Dingxin City became clear, cloudless for ten thousand miles, with the bright sun hanging high in the sky, watching this scene together with the millions of people in the city!

Venerable Po Xiao saw this scene and was terrified; this was absolutely not a move that could be performed at the Body Integration stage!

"But it's not to be feared. How many times can you perform this move?"

This kind of trump card move would drain the magic power of a Body Integration stage cultivator after one or two uses; it posed no threat to him!

"I can perform it forever!"

Daoist Bu Yu laughed heartily and performed Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate again. Venerable Po Xiao did not expect this move and was a beat slow in dodging, and one of his arms was directly cut off!

Countless sword auras pierced out from the severed arm, and the boundless sword aura ground the arm into powder!

"You are courting death!" Venerable Po Xiao was furious. He had actually been cut off an arm by a Body Integration stage cultivator; if this got out, what face would he have left in the Cultivation Realm!

"Asura Body!" Behind Venerable Po Xiao appeared an Asura figure with three heads and six arms, holding a drum, a tower, a ruler...

Daoist Bu Yu and Venerable Po Xiao fought into a ball, killing until the sky and earth went dark, the sun and moon were inverted, and space shattered and merged.

Venerable Po Xiao became more and more terrified as they fought; it was his first time encountering a Body Integration stage cultivator who could fight him to a draw!

Pfft—

It was just a pity that Daoist Bu Yu's state could not be sustained. After a brief exchange, Venerable Po Xiao finally seized the opportunity, and the Asura body pierced through Daoist Bu Yu's barrier, causing Daoist Bu Yu's aura to rapidly decline.

"To be able to force me to this point, you should be proud. Die!" The Asura body's six arms descended together, like heavenly punishment; its power was unstoppable!

"Dare to hurt my Great Xia cultivator!"

A roar came from not far away, but it was just a roar that forcibly stopped Venerable Po Xiao's movements!

Daoist Bu Yu spat out blood, saw the newcomer, and laughed out loud.

"You're too slow! If you hadn't come, I would have been ready to break through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage!"

"Who are you!" Venerable Po Xiao stared fixedly at the newcomer. The other party had stopped him with a single shout, and their cultivation was even above his own!

"Head of the Nine Palaces of the Luoshui Guard, Chen Tao."

(End of chapter)