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C67: True Netherworld Water

"Ghost King Cannon... Hundred Demon Night Parade technique... Got it, I found it, it's here." Lin Feng felt rejuvenated and carefully read the descriptions.

Ghost King Cannon, a secret spell of the Thousand Ghost Sect of the past, siphoning the spirits of countless wraiths and releasing them after compressing them using an arcane technique. Its attack power is very powerful and it was one of the killing moves of the Thousand Ghost Sect.

Hundred Ghost Night Parade, a secret spell of the Thousand Ghost Sect of the past. After killing the target the user can imprison the soul and use an arcane technique to refine it into a wraith, hiding within the user's mana. When needed it can be released to attack enemies. The wraith completely maintains its cultivation level during life and the number of wraiths that can be controlled is closely related to the user's cultivation level.

Lin Feng's eyes turned: "Thousand Ghost Sect? I think it was a dark sect that was once very prosperous, afterwards it was wiped out by the Mt. Shu Sword Sect.

The Heaven Primal world's power structure is relatively stable. Besides 30 years ago where the Great Zhou Dynasty teamed up together with many forces and destroyed the Buddhist sect, there is basically little change.

Before the elimination of Buddhism, the three great holy lands basically represented the strongest power in this world. Even with the matter of the elimination of Buddhism, the shadows of the Void Temple and the Mt. Shu Sword Sect could be seen, or else the Great Thunder Monastery couldn't have fallen.

Ever since the three great holy lands were in power, in the thousands of years of time, the days of the dark sects have not been well. They're basically rats that everyone hates. Even if a couple of big shots have appeared before, they were prominent for a time but they ultimately couldn't avoid the end of being suppressed and exterminated.

The Thousand Ghost Sect is a classical example. In its heyday its name far surpassed regular sects, almost nearing the three great holy lands. It was the holy land of the ghost cultivators of the world and was the leader of the dark sects.

But after the peak is decline. Due to this or that reasons, after the couple of core dark cultivators in the sect died, they ultimately couldn't avoid the fate of destruction. They were challenged by a sword cultivator of the Mt. Shu Sword Sect who wiped them out by himself, becoming one of the legendary stories in this sword cultivator's wild life.

Lin Feng glanced at Sikong Nan and suddenly opened his mouth asking: "You are a member of the Thousand Ghost Sect?"

Sikong Nan was slightly stunned and then burst out with loud laughter: "Surprise surprise, there is actually still someone who remembers the Thousand Ghost Sect."

"That's right, I am precisely the last elder of the Thousand Ghost Sect, Sikong Nan." He laughed proudly: "You kid, from where did you hear the name of the Thousand Ghost Sect?"

Lin Feng said slowly: "I heard a friend mention it."

Sikong Nan laughed saying: "I'll say you guys have some knowledge."

Lin Feng continued to slowly say: "In his sect the story of your Thousand Ghost Sect has always been circulating around."

Sikong Nan was surprised: "He is also from a dark sect?"

"No." Lin Feng shook his head, his face revealing a warm smile like the spring sunlight: "My friend's name is Liu Yang, he is a disciple of the Mt. Shu Sword Sect. In his sect, the story of a mighty senior taking down your Thousand Ghost Sect by himself has always circulated around."

Sikong Nan instantly became silent.

The next instant, the space of the entire Netherworld Bead trembled, resounding with Sikong's howl of utter fury: "I'll kill you!"

Lin Feng secretly laughed. The angrier Sikong Nan is, the more unstable his mana control will be and the more openings he will reveal.

Even the Netherworld Bead will reject him more.

Sikong Nan was instantly taught a lesson, being miserably suppressed by the 24 Heaven Arhat Formation. At this time he also knew that he had fallen for Lin Feng's evil trick. He rushed to calm down his mind and just barely succeeded, continuing to confront Lin Feng.

The spiritual energy in the Netherworld Bead is very thick, like lead and mercury. It is very difficult for Lin Feng to move this spiritual energy.

In addition, over an extended period of time of being in contact with this spiritual energy, Lin Feng discovered that his mana actually had signs of gradually going out of control.

It's not tainting his mana like the True Blood River Water, instead it has a trend of reverting the mana that Lin Feng painstakingly cultivated back into regular and pure spiritual energy.

The training of qi of cultivators is channelling the spiritual energy of the world into their bodies and converting it into their own mana. And within this Netherworld Bead there is actually a faint type of strange power than can reverse the conversion between spiritual energy and mana.

It is precisely by borrowing this power than Sikong Nan is able to withstand the buddhist light refinement of Lin Feng's 24 Heaven Arhat Formation.

After thinking deeply, Lin Feng discovered that the Netherworld Bead this treasure could very likely be related to the legendary True Netherworld Water, or even be created using True Netherworld Water.

True Netherworld Water is also ranked as one of the six great true waters of the world like the True Blood River Water. It originates from the Netherworld, an existence even closer to the Infernal Hell than the Nether Blood River.

The Netherworld is also known as The River of Forgetfulness, True Netherworld Water is also known as the Water of Oblivion. Its power can purify everything within the world and revert it back to its primordial state.

As long as the human soul is stained with even one drop of True Netherworld Water, it will lose all memories.

When mana is contaminated by True Netherworld Water, it will also be reverted back to the purest spiritual energy of the world.

Luckily this Netherworld Bead also seems to have been greatly damaged. There isn't any real True Netherworld Water in the bead, or else right now all of Lin Feng's mana would have already been reverted clean.

But the Netherworld Bead is after all created using True Netherworld Water and carries a certain degree of the True Netherworld Water's mystical effect, helping Sikong Nan withstand Lin Feng's refinement.

Lin Feng calculated in his heart: "Fire and water do not agree. If I want to subdue the True Netherworld Water, it can only be the seven great true flames that are on the same level as it. I don't have any of the seven great true flames in my hands, but there also isn't any real True Netherworld Water here."

"The Fury Flames of Acala is one of the spiritual flames second only to the seven great true flames. If I can cultivate the Fury Flames of Acala then I can definitely subdue this Netherworld Bead's mana."

Unfortunately, just like his Kṣitigarbha Gilded Body, currently Lin Feng has still yet to cultivate the skill of the Fury Flames of Acala. It's not that he doesn't have enough talent, but that currently Lin Feng who is only at peak qi disciple, the level of his dao technique is too low and it is not sufficient to cultivate the Fury Flames of Acala.

Lin Feng's gaze landed on the bodies of the 24 golden arhats and he thought: "Maybe I can borrow their strength."

The 24 sariras making up the formation are all the spiritual remains of the Great Thunder Monastery's eminent monks. The cultivation level of these mighty buddhist cultivators is far more than simply foundation establishment stage. It is because Hui Ku's cultivation level was only foundation establishment stage, which is why he could only create 24 arhat light figures with foundation establishment strength.

Now that they've landed in Lin Feng's hands, following the increase of Lin Feng's dao technique level, foundation establishment stage is still okay, but if one day he is able to form an aurous core and attain aurous core stage cultivation level, he can remake these sariras and obtain 24 arhat light figures that possess aurous core stage strength. That, is a power that transcends the heavens.

Lin Feng converted his mana to the buddhist fire class mana of the Art of Acala. He then used to fire class mana of the Art of Acala to try and communicate with the 24 golden arhats.

Three golden arhats reacted, resonating with the mana of Lin Feng's Art of Acala.

Lin Feng's heart relaxed, he knows that his guess is not wrong.

The sariras manifesting these three golden arhats, in life as eminent monks, the dao technique that they practised should also have been the Art of Acala!

Lin Feng instantly laughed: "This will make things easy, I was just afraid that out of the 24 of you there wouldn't be a single one who practised the Art of Acala. Now there are actually three, hehe, old bastard, you're dead!"

Lin Feng constantly channelled the mana of the Art of Acala into those three arhat light figures. His mana stimulated the mana hidden with the sariras. Blazing flames instantly appeared over the three arhat light figures and they started burning up.

The other arhats split into three groups of seven, respectively guarding those three blazing arhats and continuously supplying their mana to the three blazing arhats.

The three blazing arhats brought their palms together and chanted a buddhist prayer. The fire on their bodies shot into the sky, connecting together as one and turning into a blazing sea of fire.

Warning signs emerged in Sikong Nan's heart. He stared in terror at the sea of fire above his head: "Little bastard, what do you want to do?"

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Under Lin Feng's control, the 24 golden arhats stood divided in three directions, surrounding Sikong Nan in the center.

The three blazing arhats rose up into the air. Beneath the bodies of each blazing arhat were seven arhats holding them up, powerful buddhist light was constantly supplied to the blazing arhats.

The fire on the bodies of the blazing arhats became increasingly stronger, shooting into the sky and connecting together as one above Sikong Nan's head, turning into a blazing sea of fire.

Lin Feng's face showed an expression of anger, he shouted with a staggering gaze: "Buddha is merciful, but sometimes He also shows wrath, releasing eternal flames of fury, eradicating all evil, burning everything and all!"

Rumble!

The entire space of the Netherworld Bead jolted, afterwards a golden buddha with four faces, eight arms and an expression of anger slowly ascended from the sea of fire. Between the buddha's brows is a closed, vertical eye.

The golden buddha chanted a deafening buddhist prayer. In the buddha's voice, the vertical eye between his brows opened, shooting out a small, ivory-white ember from the vertical eye.

The ivory-white ember looks incredibly feeble, as if a gust of wind could extinguish it.

Yet, upon seeing it, Sikong Nan was incredibly terrified: "A Wisdom King! You actually cultivated the Fury Flames of Acala!"

In the air, wherever the ivory-white flame burned to, the space there would start to collapse and disintegrate!

Lin Feng extended a finger and pointed. The ivory-white ember instantly turned into a straight line, shooting towards Sikong Nan.

Where the fire line passed by, the mana within the Netherworld Bead that purifies all was instantly destroyed. It was simply unable to block the advancement of the fire line. The fire line shot to Sikong Nan's protective black mist, and it was as if a spark splashing into a pan of oil.

"Rumble"

The black mist completely vanished and it all started to burn up, turning into blazing flames. At this moment it all turned into fuel for the fire, helping the fire burn stronger.

The Fury Flames of Acala, within the flames are thoughts of incredible anger, thoughts of anger where even Buddha becomes angered and burns all. Even other flames, as long as they are not the seven great true flames, they will all be burned away by the Fury Flames of Acala.

Sikong Nan finally felt the threat of death, he was panic-stricken in his heart: "I truly am a tiger descended to the plains and being bullied by dogs! I have actually fallen to the state of being stepped on by this kind of kid. If it was in the past, I'd pinch him to death with a finger!"

"At this critical moment I can't worry about that much anymore. Even if I die I'm going to pull you down with me."

Sikong Nan roared saying: "Little bastard, let's die together!"

Following his roar, a low rumble travelled out from the depths of the space within the Netherworld Bead.

Lin Feng slightly wrinkled his brows and listened carefully. It seems to be the gurgling sound of flowing water.

"This is..." Lin Feng's expression changed drastically. He thought of something in his heart, but it was already too late for him to react.

The sound of flowing water travelled from far to near and became increasingly louder. In the end it turned into a loud rumbling as if a dam bursting!

A river with transparent, yellow water flowed down, rushing towards Lin Feng and Sikong Nan.

Lin Feng secretly cursed: "Fuck!"

Turns out it's not that there isn't any True Netherworld Water in the Netherworld Bead, on the contrary there is a tremendous amount of True Netherworld Water stored here.

It's just that Sikong Nan has always been unable to refine and control the Netherworld Bead, so this True Netherworld Water is also a great scourge for him and he didn't dare to lightly touch it.

But right now he has already been forced into a corner by Lin Feng, he's naturally let go of all concerns and figured that he might as well summon the True Netherworld Water to perish together with Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's expression was dark. The Fury Flames of Acala that he controls is still just a small ember. Against so much True Netherworld Water, it can't even make a splash and will be directly swallowed.

Sikong Nan laughed hysterically, getting swallowed first by the True Netherworld Water that rushed over. Lin Feng could very clearly see that the instant the fire surrounding him came in contact with the True Netherworld Water, it was all extinguished.

Seeing this scene, the corner of Lin Feng's eye jumped. His gaze wandered around looking at his surroundings and he was urgently thinking of a plan in his heart.

Suddenly, the scenery before Lin Feng's eyes lit up and he saw a massive, transparent sphere of light floating above the surging True Netherworld Water. Inside of the sphere of light is sitting a skinny teen, it was surprisingly Wang Lin.

"That is Wang Lin's soul." Lin Feng instantly realized. He didn't dare to hesitate and jumped onto the light sphere. He was like standing on a small raft, advancing following the rushing Netherworld river.

Only at this moment did Lin Feng have time to observe Wang Lin who was in the light sphere. He saw that his eyes were tightly shut and he was unconscious. He did not have any reaction towards Lin Feng's arrival.

Lin Feng's eyes moved and he sat down above the light sphere. He was located right above Wang Lin's head and the two people were as if on the top and bottom bunk.

The light sphere drifted along with the flowing water. After drifting for who knows how far, a black stone pillar suddenly appeared in the center of the river. The light sphere bumped into the black stone pillar but was not bounced away and instead was tightly stuck to the stone pillar.

Lin Feng stared at the black stone pillar and observed it for a moment. He extended his hand stroking the stone pillar. Right away a long dao technique incantation poured into his head.

"This is... the Netherworld Nirvana Manual? This is the dao technique to refine the Netherworld Bead this treasure?" It came to Lin Feng: "I see, so that's how it is. After Wang Lin wakes up, he will obtain the Netherworld Nirvana Manual here and start to comprehend the dao technique and skills contained in the Netherworld Bead, thereby completely refining this treasure."

"With the Netherworld Bead in hand, Sikong Nan that old geezer wouldn't be able to do anything with him."

Having a treasure and a dao technique, it would be about time for Wang Lin this lurking dragon to rise up into the sky. Stepping upon his golden path of invincibility.

This is probably the path of the chosen one that Wang Lin should be walking.

Lin Feng laughed. Since he's encountered this kind of lucky thing, he naturally won't be polite. Th/e most uptodat𝓮 n𝒐vels are published on n0velbj)n(.)co/m

Lin Feng doesn't plan on taking away the fortuitous opportunity that should belong to Wang Lin, but he cannot allow Wang Lin to grasp the Netherworld Nirvana Manual on his own and then independently refine the Netherworld Bead,

Having him, this master, teach him the dao technique and then guiding him to refine the treasure, this is the correct tempo.

Thinking here, Lin Feng smiled faintly. He calmed his heart and started to seriously meditate on the profundities of the Netherworld Bead dao technique that came from the black stone pillar.

Inside of the Netherworld Bead is a spiritual space where no physical bodies exist, the area of the space is infinitely wide.

At a place very far away from the black stone pillar, a human figure suddenly floated up from the Netherworld river. It was surprisingly Sikong Nan.

But the Sikong Nan of now is greatly different from before. He is no longer circled by black mist and looking ghostly. Instead, his entire body has turned into the same dusky-yellow colour of the True Netherworld Water and his body is also semi-transparent.

Right now the old geezer's mana aura has also become the same as the True Netherworld Water, hiding an aura of annihilation and purification within the calmness.

"I may not have died, but I am worse-off than dead! I was actually refined by the Netherworld Bead this treasure. This life I cannot leave this Netherworld Bead." Sikong Nan's face was twisted and filled with hatred: "But I have also profited from misfortune, allowing me to not only no longer need to fear this True Netherworld Water, but to also be able to manipulate it."

Sikong Nan silently sensed his surroundings. The True Netherworld Water lifted up his body and then rushed in the direction of the black stone pillar.

"You two kids, this time you guys are dead!"

...

Xiao Yan and the other two were walking on the road. They were in a rush and returning back to Mount Heng together.

Xiao Budian suddenly blinked his eyes and said in a low voice: "Apprentice-brothers, someone is tailing behind us."

Xiao Yan is carrying the black greatsword that suppresses his mana, making it difficult for him to even do the most basic travelling. He doesn't have the spare energy to sense his surroundings. Hearing Xiao Budian's words he controlled the impulse to turn his head to look behind and silently threw a sidelong glance at Zhu Yi.

Zhu Yi also didn't act rashly and instead silently spread out his mana to investigate.

After a moment, Zhu Yi nodded his head virtually unnoticeably: "There are indeed some people. Their cultivation level is only qi disciple stage, it's not that monk from back then."

Xiao Budian big, black eyes turned: "When we left Chuzhou City, a group of people walked head-on past us. Amongst them was an old man. For some reason he was staring at me the whole time. Could they be together with him?"

After being silent for a moment, Xiao Yan said flatly: "Find a place in front and deal with them."

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After knowing that they were being followed, Xiao Yan was silent for a moment and then said flatly: "Find a place in front and deal with them."

Right now he is carrying the black greatsword and his movement speed is as slow as a crawling turtle. If they allow the stalkers to reveal their location, their main group can catch up to them very quickly.

Xiao Budian and Zhu Yi looked at each other and both slightly nodded their heads. They are also decisive people, they will not tolerate ill-intentioned people to just follow behind them like that.

After reaching a tacit understanding, the three apprentice-brothers stopped communicating and didn't purposely increase their speed. But they gradually strayed from their original path and turned into a forest beside the road without changing their composure.

At this time, the two Yu clan cultivators following behind them revealed their figures and hurriedly chased into the forest.

Xiao Yan is carrying the black greatsword making his body extremely heavy. Walking on the ground, he really does leave a footprint with every step, so these two Yu clan cultivators aren't afraid of losing them either.

The tall cultivator amongst the two grumbled while walking: "Why does Young Master Tian have to have us follow these three little brats? It's a complete waste of time."

The short cultivator "shushed" him and said in a low voice: "Whatever Young Master Tian says, whatever we do. Don't talk so much crap."

He was in the middle of speaking when the footprints in front suddenly vanished. The reactions of these two cultivations was also quick, they immediately knew that something was wrong. They've very likely already been exposed.

Not waiting for them to react any further, a ringing sound suddenly travelled over from the thick foliage above them. The two people subconsciously raised their heads. The sound of wind travelled into their ears and a massive greatsword had already filled their vision.

Xiao Yan held onto the black greatsword and descended from the sky. His two hands holding onto the sword handle and chopping down with amazing power.

But the black metal greatsword is honestly too heavy, Xiao Yan is unable to nimbly wield it either. With this chop, the strength is truly amazing, but the faces of the two Yu clan cultivators both showed a smile of disdain.

The two people lightly jumped backwards together and had already escaped from the attack range of the black metal greatsword. The greatsword is too heavy, Xiao Yan is unable to change directions and can only watch the two people evade the sword blade.

But Xiao Yan does not care and even has the leisure to smile at those two Yu clan cultivators.

The two people were rather baffled by his smile. But the next instant, their scalps suddenly went numb and their hairs stood on end, as if there was some disaster that was about to descend upon them.

Xiao Budian carried the white bone mace that was like a hammer and silently appeared behind the short cultivator. He used a polished technique that could not be more polished and hammered the back of the short cultivator's head.

The short cultivator let out a cry and felt like there were golden stars spinning in front of his eyes. He turned his body with great effort, forcing himself to focus his mind and not faint.

But just turning around, he still hadn't seen anything yet and a white shadow flashed in front of him. Another hit hammered down hitting him square in the forehead.

The short cultivator's eyes rolled back and he no longer had the strength to struggle. He fell straight back and directly fainted.

This two hit combo of Xiao Budian's had truly grasped the essence of quick, accurate and ruthless. He has already trained it to the point of perfection. Even if Lin Feng was here he would have to sigh with emotion, this kid truly has talent in the promising career of knocking people out from behind.

At the side, Zhu Yi and the tall cultivator who were still fighting also slowed down, their eyes simultaneously looked over at Xiao Budian's side.

It was honestly that Xiao Budian this moe to the extreme, cute little shota, knocking people out from behind so savagely and skillfully honestly looks so wrong.

But this kid still didn't have any realization and was instead very complacent. He smiled towards Zhu Yi and said: "Second Apprentice-Brother, this is our school's secret technique, specially used to capture the enemy alive. When master taught it, you still hadn't entered into the school so you didn't have the chance to learn it."

"Wait a bit, in a little while I'll demonstrate it to you again. Once you learn it you won't need to have so much trouble next time."

Zhu Yi's composure that he built up from a decade of studying finally broke. The corner of his lips twitched as he shook his head: "This... I'll pass on it." Looking at this little guy in front who currently has the highest cultivation level amongst them three apprentice-brothers, but is willingly taking the position of the youngest apprentice-brother, Zhu Yi actually felt slight chills on his back.

That tall cultivator in particular was staring in shock at Xiao Budian.

Is this still a kid that isn't even five years old yet?

If he is, why does he have such a high cultivation level?

Most importantly, why is he so shameless!

What secret technique that is specially used to capture the enemy alive?

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The short cultivator has already fainted. If he wakes up and finds out the truth, he'll definitely also be like the tall cultivator right now, hundreds of millions of ancient tyrannosauruses running past in his heart.

Xiao Yan held onto the black greatsword in distress and said to Zhu Yi: "Second Apprentice-Brother, don't listen to his crap. Master was joking with him and this kid treated it as real... Or I should say, he knows that Master is joking but this move is just this kid's cup of tea, so right now he is parading around under Master's name.

At the side Xiao Budian was smiling very happily while Zhu Yi was shaking his head and smiling helplessly.

"For the moment, I can't use this thing when fighting." Xiao Yan sighed releasing his hand, throwing down the black greatsword and kicking up the dirt on the ground.

The next instant, Xiao Yan's figure flickered and he had already disappeared on the spot: "Attack together, let's end this fast."

The tall cultivator blanked and then saw Xiao Yan suddenly appear in front of him. His cultivation level that was suppressed by the black greatsword before all exploded out, his fist punching towards the tall cultivator's face.

Dodging Xiao Yan's fist in a fluster, the tall cultivator felt a chill on his neck. A sword had already been placed at his neck. The sword was held in Zhu Yi's hand. The green-clothed scholar had one hand behind his back in an indifferent manner: "It's best if you don't move. We already have a live one, whether we leave you alive or not depends on your own performance."

Speaking of live ones, Zhu Yu's eyebrows twitched again while looking at the short cultivator who was still unconscious on the ground, and he glared snappily at Xiao Budian.

Xiao Budian walked over with a grin and asked with a smile: "All right, speak, why are you following us?"

The tall cultivator wanted to open his mouth and talk bullshit, but upon coming in contact with those glittering eyes of Xiao Budian's and then seeing Xiao Budian play with the white bone mace in his hand, he instantly felt a chill on the back of his head and he could only force himself to say: "I am a cultivator of the Yu clan. If you guys are smart it's best if you guys let us go or else you guys will suffer big time."

The smile on Xiao Budian's face gradually faded. He didn't speak either, he just silently stared at that tall cultivator.

This person never thought that he would be scared by the stare of a four or five year old child.

Xiao Yan and Zhu Yi exchanged gazes. Zhu Yi said softly: "The maternal family of that Shi Tianyi?" Xiao Yan nodded his head with a dark expression.

Zhu Yi turned back and stared at that tall cultivator: "Agent of evil, just eradicate him."

The tall cultivator's heart froze, and then staring at Xiao Budian's expressionless little face, all of his courage instantly dissipated.

But he is also just following orders, he doesn't know why he is following Xiao Budian.

But Xiao Budian and co. understood very quickly. After knocking out that tall cultivator, Xiao Yan said in a heavy voice: 'Could they have recognized Youngest Apprentice-Brother?"

Zhu Yi nodded his head: "The probability is very likely. Maybe they are still unable to confirm it which is why they only sent two people to tail us, but it it is certain that they are already suspicious."

Xiao Budian lowered his head: "I dragged you guys down."

Xiao Yan waved his hand and said unconcerned: "What are you saying. We are apprentice-brothers, there's no dragged down shmagged down." He looked at the black metal greatsword on the ground and scratched his head slightly distressed: "If you want to talk about dragging down, it's me dragging you guys down instead."

"What way is there to move with this thing and also increase our speed without leaving any traces?" Xiao Yan pulled a long face: "Everything that we have has been sunk into this thing. Throwing it away is too much of a shame."

Hearing this, Zhu Yi and Xiao Budian also had distraught faces.

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On the stream of water in the mountain, a bamboo raft floated down the water.

On the raft sat a green-clothed scholar and a child only four or five years old.

Sitting on the raft, besides controlling the direction of advance of the raft, the two people not only didn't paddle to accelerate, they instead controlled the raft to not drift too quickly with the stream.

A couple of bubbles suddenly appeared in the water beside the raft. Afterwards a completely soaked black-clothed youth rushed out of the water, nimbly landing on the raft and greedily breathing in the fresh air.

"If only we had Master's Black Cloud Flag, we wouldn't need to waster so much effort." The black-clothed youth is naturally Xiao Yan. The mana in his body circulated and hot air steamed from his body, instantly drying his clothes.

Zhu Yi said: "Saying that stuff now is all useless. This method may still be very slow, but at least we won't reveal our position."

Xiao Budian jumped up from the raft and smiled saying: "My turn." He plunged into the water and dived to the bottom. Xiao Yan's black metal greatsword was sunk in the sand under the water, dragging out a straight vertical line underwater from where it came.

Xiao Budian grabbed the black metal greatsword. The heaviness is secondary, the crucial part is that his mana has become stagnant. He thought: "This thing of Eldest Apprentice-Brother's is truly strange. Even though it is a burden, it is indeed a shame to throw it away. We'll just take it back and let Master see it."

Afterwards Xiao Budian drooped the tip of the black metal greatsword on the floor, dragging it on the sand and lifting his head looking at the raft above to determine his direction.

On the bamboo raft, Xiao Yan laughed helplessly: "Could I be considered wanting money over my life?"

Zhu Yi smiled faintly: "A saying that Master frequently says is 'There are always more solutions than problems'. It may be shallow, but it holds a strong element of truth."

The three people spaced out in the mountain for half a day and finally thought of this solution that isn't a solution, using the water route to hide their tracks. But the black metal greatsword is too heavy and the small bamboo raft is simply unable to transport it. So they can only take turns dragging it in the water.

A couple of kilometers behind the three people, a group of people were purusing them down the stream.

The leader is a young man. It is precisely the member of the main branch of the Yu clan, Yu Tian. His appearance is relatively handsome but his expression right now is incredibly dark: "This kind of stream in the mountains has countless branches. Chasing like this, it's very easy for us to go the wrong way." Visit novelbin(.)c𝒐m for updates

He turned around and walked to the very back of the group. There is a black-clothed elder with a plain face, resting with his eyes closed and sitting on a chair, being carried by a couple of Yu clan servants using rods.

Yu Tian greeted him respectfully: "Elder Yue, please use your skill once. This is very important to the clan."

The black-clothed elder named Elder Yue didn't even move his eyelids and said coolly: "I am only responsible for protecting your safety, anything else is not my problem."

Yu Tian slightly knit his forehead, but he did not dare to persuade him again. He could only back off to the side and think: "Why did the clan send this old monster over, what bad luck." He doesn't dare to actually say this and instead glanced at Elder Yue with an expression of fear. Afterwards he hurriedly lowered his head and turned around leaving.

The black-clothed elder's body didn't reveal any hint of man, but just sitting there resting with his eyes closed, he was like an immovable mountain. (岳, yue, mountain.)

....

The raft turned around a river bend and their vision opened up. Zhu Yi stood at the front of the raft looking into the distance: "Next we have to return back on land or else we will stray further and further."

Xiao Yan nodded his head and used his mana to transmit his voice to Xiao Budian. Afterwards he jumped onto shore with Zhu Yi.

Xiao Budian also dragged the black metal greatsword and walked out from the water. He gave the black metal greatsword back to Xiao Yan while he himself recovered his mana while walking.

Zhu Yi asked: "Right now there are pursuers behind us. Do we still go back to Mount Heng to wait or should we go directly to Master?"

Xiao Yan pondered. Before he could answer, an old voice suddenly rose up" "Young Master Yi has actually already taken someone else as his master? This really isn't good, the Marquis once said that before Young Master Yi completes his studies, you cannot practise martial arts and cultivation."

The expressions of Zhu Yi and his apprentice-brothers all changed. Zhu Yi's eyebrows shook and he said calmly: "Mister Tao Er."

The person who came is a skinny and shriveled old man. It is precisely the second steward of the House of the Marquis of Xuanji, Mister Tao Er.

Following the appearance of Mister Tao Er, more and more cultivators of the house of the Marquis walked out from the mountain.

Tao Er closely sized up Zhu Yi, revealing an expression praise: "In not half a year's time you reached qi disciple level 6. Young Master Yi is very gifted, the Marquis' blood truly flows in you."

"But you disobeyed the Marquis' instructions, this is very bad."

Zhu Yi took a deep breath and said with a heavy voice: "The profundity of Father's cultivation level is his own skill. My cultivation level today originates from my own hard work and my master's teachings."

Tao Er shook his head: "Young Master Yi, you do not understand. The Marquis is just and harbors the future in his mind. His arrangements are absolutely correct, all you need to do is walk according to the path the Marquis has arranged for you."

Hearing this, not only Zhu Yi, Xiao Yan and Xiao Budian also wrinkled their foreheads.

But Tao Er did not care and continued to say slowly: "The reason I came out this time is, one, to investigate the matter of Huang San's disappearance, and two, to find Young Master Yi."

Zhu Yi said calmly: "Huang San and the other died by the hand of the Mt. Shu Sword Sect's aurous core stage cultivator, Liu Yang. I witnessed it myself."

"The Mt. Shu Sword Sect." Tao Er nodded his head and continued asking: "Then how did Young Master Yi you escape from danger, and what about those rebels of the Society of the Strong Gale?"

Zhu Yi answered saying: "The people of the Society of the Strong Gale escaped through a transportation formation. My Master saved me and afterwards I have been following Master and learning cultivation."

Tao Er nodded his head: "If that's so than we can only leave things like that for now. Young Master Yi, come home with me right now. You have been away from home for many days and the Marquis and the Lady all miss you very much."

Zhu Yi said calmly: "I want to follow Master to learn cultivation. When I have achieved success in the future I will naturally return."

Tao Er laughed: "Young Master Yi, you jest. You may not be the legitimate son of the Marquis and cannot learn the Marquis' cultivation path and skills, but the Marquis naturally will also arrange a suitable master for you. There is no need for you to find your own master."

"So, come back with me to Tianjing right now Young Master Yi.' Tao Er said as a matter of factly: "If you are worried that Master of yours will not let go of you, I will go speak to him for you. If he really is an enlightened master, he will naturally understand reason. How could he bear for his disciple and parents to be separated?"

Xiao Yan's and Xiao Budian's expressions both slightly changed, their bodies were just about to move but they were stopped by Zhu Yi. Zhu Yi lifted his eyes looking at Tao Er, he said calmly: "Master has saved my life and taught me. One day my master, always my master. I appreciate your kindness but I cannot accept it. Please return and report to Father that one day, I will definitely return to Tianjing, but it is not now."

Tao Er stared straight at Zhu Yi and sighed saying: "Young Master Yi has always been the most filial, yet now you have been guided onto the path of evil by someone. It is clear that Master of yours must be a treacherous man. Young Master Yi, please tell me where he is right now? I will go exterminate this demon right now."

"Such a demon should have his cultivation level destroyed, be immersed in feces and paraded through the streets to warn to world."

Not only did Xiao Yan and Xiao Budian show expressions of anger, even Zhu Yi's face also darkened. But they heard Tao Er continue to say: "In addition, before coming out, the Marquis instructed me that if I find Young Master Yi, I must be sure to bring back Young Master Yi safely."

"The Marquis' order must be completed."

While speaking, the cultivators of the House of the Marquis of Xuanji behind him had already spread out, surrounding Zhu Yi and his apprentice-brothers in the center.

For a moment, the three people's hearts all sank to the bottom.

.....

In the Netherworld Bead at the heart of the river, Wang Lin had still yet to awaken within the sphere of light. Lin Feng sat quietly above the light sphere, his mind was still seriously studying the Netherworld Nirvana Manual from the black stone pillar.

The True Netherworld Water in the distance suddenly started to crash and gurgle. Surging True Netherworld Water supported a human figure who was rapidly approaching.

The human figure is precisely Sikong Nan. He saw Lin Feng and instantly laughed out loud: "Kid, the humiliation that you gave to me before, right now I will return it to you 100 fold!"