Chapter 633: Jiujie Sect: When Did the Boss Hire a New Employee?

Hei Zhu did not know she had already been targeted by the Always-Hits Spear; she now only wanted to return to the sect as soon as possible to report everything that had just happened and treat her right hand.

Fortunately, at this time, Jiujie Sect's headquarters was not far from San Chuan Town, as they were digging for the entity beneath Dongtinghu.

Seeing the towering edifice shrouded in swirling clouds before her, Hei Zhu exhaled slightly in relief.

Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately flew toward the main hall.

Along the way, sect disciples naturally noticed this formidable cultivator in a disheveled state, but due to her status, none dared approach to ask what had happened, only exchanging covert glances among themselves.

'Did Hei Zhu大人 get into a fight? Who has the guts to provoke our Jiujie Sect?'

'Don't know, but it looks like Hei Zhu大人 got the worse of it—that's rare.'

Seeing the twisted right hand of the formidable cultivator ahead, the disciples grew even more curious about what had occurred.

Ignoring the disciples' inner thoughts, Hei Zhu sped up and flew to the front of the main hall.

At that moment, a white-haired man with sewn-shut eyes flew out from inside the hall.

'Hei Zhu? What happened? How did you end up like this?'

The white-haired man 'looked' at his fellow sect member and furrowed his brows slightly.

Hearing this, Hei Zhu shook her right hand, now reduced to skin and flesh still connected: 'Take me to the Master quickly—I have urgent news to report.'

'Follow me.'

After a moment of silence, the white-haired man flew with her into the main hall.

Inside, an old man with white hair and beard stood at the center of the hall, gazing at the massive illusion of a lake before him, lost in thought.

Seeing the old man, the white-haired man bowed his head slightly and spoke respectfully: 'Master, Hei Zhu says she has urgent news to report.'

At the sound, the old man turned to face the two.

And when he saw Hei Zhu's dire condition, a flicker of confusion passed through his eyes: 'Speak.'

'Master, San Chuan Town—'

Upon this, Hei Zhu recounted everything that had occurred in San Chuan Town.

After listening to her account, the old man could not help but frown deeply: 'Do you think they are connected to that drop of Ten Thousand Deeds True Blood?'

'Precisely,' Hei Zhu nodded. 'And even if they are not, it means other forces are active on this land besides us.'

'.'

After a brief silence, the old man was about to instruct his disciple to rest first.

But before he could speak, a sudden chill made every hair on his body stand on end.

The next instant, a spear radiating bone-chilling cold pierced through space and shot straight toward Hei Zhu's heart.

The sudden attack startled all three in the hall.

Especially Hei Zhu—she instantly realized this was likely the mysterious figure's hidden backup.

But Jiujie Sect's headquarters was not close to San Chuan Town—could the attacker's true body be nearby? Or was this spear similar to her senior brother's innate ability, Tribulation Transcendence Stage?

No time to think further, Hei Zhu activated her innate ability, Heavenly Punishment True Eye, to its full power.

'Slow'—'Stop'!

As the giant mouth coldly uttered the two words, she immediately retreated backward.

At the same time, the old man and the white-haired man had also reacted.

Seeing the spear suddenly appear in the hall, their pupils contracted sharply: 'Treasure?!'

They had not expected the mysterious figure in Hei Zhu's account to be so brazen—to attempt to exterminate her right before their eyes.

Yet upon seeing Heavenly Punishment True Words, they relaxed slightly, since Hei Zhu had described how she previously blocked a similar attack with her innate ability—perhaps they wouldn't need to intervene.

But as they thought this, they noticed the spear, which should have been frozen in place, continued moving forward without hindrance.

At this moment, only Hei Zhu understood why this was happening.

Because this spear was not the same treasure she had blocked before!

Feeling the piercing pain at her chest, Hei Zhu had no choice but to cry out: 'Brother!'

Before her words had fully left her lips, the white-haired man had already stepped in front of her.

As a strange orange-yellow giant eye appeared behind him, the black spear vanished instantly.

Tribulation Transcendence Stage—this was his innate ability.

And matching its arrogant name was an extraordinarily exaggerated power: the ability to transfer any great calamity he endured to places he had once stood.

But if the calamity was too vast, he could not control exactly where it would manifest.

Just like the spear just now.

'That treasure was not my calamity—I hope the one who bore Hei Zhu's calamity isn't from Jiujie Sect.'

As this thought flashed through his mind, the man with the surname Xiang turned to look at the woman behind him.

'Hei Zhu—'

But he had barely spoken two words when the spear, which should have appeared elsewhere, reappeared in the hall and pierced Hei Zhu's heart with lightning speed.

'Cough—!'

The sudden attack left Hei Zhu staring in disbelief, eyes wide.

She coughed up a flood of blood, whispering hoarsely: 'How is this possible…'

Wasn't that treasure moved away by Tribulation Transcendence Stage?! How did it come back?!

In her final moments, this formidable cultivator of Jiujie Sect forced her inner Qi to activate Heavenly Punishment True Words one last time.

'Solidify.'

At the same time, a cold voice, devoid of any emotion, echoed through the hall.

'Next time Jiujie Sect dares to strike at me, consider carefully whether you are worthy.'

With those words, the spear piercing Hei Zhu's heart vanished into the void.

Seeing this, the two inside the hall fell silent immediately.

After a long while, the white-haired man sighed deeply: "Such a treasure—I, Xiang, am utterly outmatched. But do you truly believe the Jiujie Sect has no one left?"

Unfortunately, no one answered him.

The elder glanced at his prized disciple and asked coldly: "What does Yuyin think of his origin?"

In response, Xiang Yuyin paused briefly before replying: "Likely the Qianjimen or Tongtian Jiao—though I cannot say which immortal among them accepted the Wan Ye True Blood."

"Does Yuyin think he is not a seeker of methods?"

"In this era, I have never heard of any great Divine Ability user capable of forging a treasure like that just now."

Xiang Yuyin's expression remained utterly calm.

As the foremost sect in the Divine Ability world, the Jiujie Sect understood all other factions well.

Of these, the Qianjiguan was naturally the most skilled in forging treasures, yet according to what he knew, the current director, Wumingzi, should not possess such a temperament.

Of course, it was possible the man disliked venturing out.

More importantly,

Wumingzi was an owl—clearly inconsistent with Hei Zhu's description.

Combined with the recent appearance of that drop of Wan Ye True Blood, there was a high probability that a once-powerful treasure-specialized seeker had transformed into a Fa Shi, which could also explain why he was so familiar with another great Divine Ability Fa Shi.

Upon hearing this, the elder nodded slightly: "Then have our disciples reach out to those sects skilled in forging treasures, and see if we can extract useful information."

"Also, keep close watch on that individual's movements. If the situation permits, you may subtly reveal to him our Jiujie Sect's ultimate goal."

In response to his master's orders, Xiang Yuyin bowed his head: "Yes."

After handling matters concerning the mysterious figure, the two turned their attention to Hei Zhu.

Because she had used the 【Heavenly Punishment True Words】 to freeze her own state at the last moment, she would not die for now.

Yet within the Jiujie Sect, there were great Divine Ability healers—Hei Zhu would likely require an extremely long time to recover to her peak, and might even suffer hidden injuries.

Realizing this, the two sighed silently; they had not even begun their plan, yet it had already gone awry.

Too bad—the arrow was already on the string; they could not afford to regret now.

…

On the other side.

Li Ang casually flicked away the blood clinging to the Gungnir's shaft, then stored it inside the 【Heavenly Midst】.

不得不说 the mechanisms of the Sun-Moon World were bizarre—in that situation, Hei Zhu had not been pierced to death by a single spear.

But whatever—she wasn't dead, so she wasn't dead. He hadn't needed to kill her anyway.

In fact, if this great Divine Ability user of the Jiujie Sect had truly died, it might have caused him some trouble.

'Zhao Yan should be nearing his time too. It's time to send him on his final journey.'

Send on final journey (×).

Drag him up to work (√).

As this thought flashed through his mind, Li Ang grew curious about how the Supreme of the Wangchuan Art Academy would react soon.

But before that,

He glanced at the group of seekers before him, filled with awe, then flicked his finger, shooting out a beam of white light.

After doing this, Li Ang slowly walked into the nearby dark fissure.

Seeing this, Datou and the others breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Finally gone.

After witnessing what had just happened, they were genuinely afraid he might turn on them.

Especially Datou—he knew clearly that the man had just used a treasure to injure that Jiujie Sect great Divine Ability user.

Recalling the chilling, blood-stained long spear, he couldn't help swallowing hard: "Damn. What the hell was that thing?"

Unfortunately, before he could form a credible conclusion, a murmur drew his attention.

"Haoguang, what did that elder do to you?"

Ma Chao stared at his dazed disciple, visibly tense.

He had naturally noticed the white light Li Ang shot before leaving, but due to his low cultivation, he had been powerless to stop it from entering his disciple's body.

In response to the elder's concern, Gao Haoguang slowly came to his senses, then scratched his cheek uncertainly: "It seems he told me to retrieve something."

Saying this, he hesitated slightly, then ran toward a certain direction: "Master, wait here—I'll be right back."

Hearing this, Ma Chao and the others exchanged glances, then followed after him.

Gao Haoguang paid no mind to his master and the others following; he arrived at the spot he remembered, crouched down, and began digging.

Not long after, a tattered hemp cloth covered in crimson characters appeared before him.

The gray-haired boy picked up the cloth and began reading it carefully.

As he immersed himself in the content of the cloth, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Little brother, what are you reading?"

"Huitian Xueshen."

Without thinking, Gao Haoguang blurted out the content recorded on the cloth.

But he quickly realized his mistake and clamped his mouth shut.

Datou paid it no mind; he merely bent down, picked up something else, and whispered the characters carved upon it.

"Tongtian Lu. What's this?"

Judging by the name, it seemed related to a Divine Ability involving talismans.

Before Datou could determine the origin of the object in his hand, a hand reached beside him and snatched it away.