Chapter 00139: Yang Mei's Disciple's Dojo
# Yang Mei's Disciple's Dojo
Chapter 139
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 139: Yang Mei's Disciple's Dojo
"Ah..."
A piercing scream echoed through the air as Bai Zhiqian plummeted from above, blood streaming from his seven orifices.
His eyes were wide with disbelief.
"Senior Brother Bai..."
The cultivator wielding the ancient ingot knife froze in shock at the sight of Bai Zhiqian’s fall.
At that moment, Lan Xiaobu's giant axe was already crashing down.
In a panic, he swung his ancient ingot knife upward, his mind racing as he wondered what sort of sneak attack had befallen his senior brother.
"Crack!" A loud sound shattered the air as the ancient ingot knife split open.
Before he could retreat, a searing pain shot through his sea of consciousness.
In the next instant, he saw Lan Xiaobu's axe cleaving through his waist.
So powerful...
It was his final thought.
The last disciple of the Ancient Star Mountain came to a halt, having forcibly stilled his charge forward.
Among the three, he possessed the weakest strength.
The two strongest had barely lasted one round against the master of the Thousand Clouds Immortal Gate.
He feared that even half a round would prove too much for him.
This was no mere Golden Core cultivator; this was undoubtedly a Dan Transformation expert!
"You..." the disciple gripped his magical artifact, terror etched across his features as he looked at Lan Xiaobu.
"What about me?" Lan Xiaobu’s gaze landed on the disciple's storage bag.
The disciple quickly understood the situation and scrambled to unfasten his storage bag, throwing it toward Lan Xiaobu as he stammered, "Sect Master Lan, this is my possession. Please show mercy and let me go. I swear, I won’t reveal anything that happened today."
Lan Xiaobu accepted the storage bag and asked, "What do you want from Liu Li?"
"It’s... a cultivation jade slip..."
The disciple struggled to keep his voice steady, but death's shadow loomed, leaving him near panic.
A jade slip for cultivation? Lan Xiaobu immediately lost interest.
His fascination with such slips had waned after the emergence of the Taichuan Technique.
Now, they were inconsequential.
However, if it were some combat technique, that might pique his curiosity.
As the axe swept down, the disciple watched in horror as his body was severed, unable to summon even a flicker of the desire to resist.
Observing the three Golden Core cultivators who had been nearly annihilated, Lan Xiaobu felt most satisfied with his Spirit Thorn.
With his current strength, he believed he could take down a Dan Transformation cultivator.
As for a Spirit Refining cultivator, that remained uncertain.
Against a phantom-level expert like Gui Wushou, he still had much to grow.
After gathering the three storage bags, Lan Xiaobu approached Liu Li.
Her face was pale, and despite her eyes being shut, the fear still lingered on her features.
His gaze fell on her storage wristlet, and after a moment of deliberation, he said, “Since you helped me once, I won’t take your storage wristlet.”
Yet, considering the wristlet in Liu Li's hand and what the disciple had said about the cultivation slip, he wondered if it was actually a combat technique.
Currently, he only possessed two types of mind techniques.
If Liu Li had acquired a technique, should he not take it for himself?
Logically, the Ancient Star Mountain disciple had nearly killed Liu Li, and he had saved her—he deserved any combat technique that might be there.
Liu Li should be grateful to him.
Yes, that was right; he Lan Xiaobu had always been a man of reason.
As he thought this, Lan Xiaobu’s hand reached for the storage wristlet, considering whether he could discreetly disable its restrictions without her noticing.
Liu Li’s wrist felt cool and remarkably smooth.
Just as he was about to probe into the wristlet, he noticed Liu Li's brows twitching slightly.
Then, he sensed her aura grow stronger, her eyebrows trembling as she began to awaken.
He had nothing to say to this proud woman.
Should she notice that he was holding her wrist, she'd probably think he had ill intentions.
Women could be impossible to understand on such matters; it was best not to provoke her.
Fine, let this technique be a gift to her.
Lan Xiaobu swiftly turned and left.
Shortly after Lan Xiaobu departed, Liu Li awoke, her first instinct to grab her clothing.
But she soon realized not only was her clothing intact, but even her storage wristlet had not been tampered with?
Her initial thought was that she had been taken by the Ancient Star Mountain disciples to a secluded spot.
In the next moment, however, she discovered she was still in the same place.
In the distance lay three bodies, grotesquely mangled, their storage bags missing.
Had someone saved her? Liu Li's certainty grew; someone had indeed rescued her.
Yet, why had this savior not touched her wristlet? It felt as if someone had brushed against her wrist—did this person perhaps have ulterior motives?
It shouldn’t be possible; the restrictions on the wristlet remained intact.
No matter who had saved her, Liu Li felt relieved.
All her belongings were intact, and no one had violated her.
That took a true weight off her shoulders.
Earlier, being pursued by several Ancient Star Mountain disciples had left her without a moment to breathe, her injuries pushing her to the brink of unconsciousness.
After suffering the terror that struck her—both mentally and physically—she had fainted against her will.
Now that things had settled somewhat, Liu Li immediately took a healing pill and began to circulate her energy for recovery.
When she was being hunted, she hadn’t dared to use Yulin Pills because utilizing one without healing afterwards felt wasteful.
The effects would be nearly the same as doing nothing at all.
Yulin Pills were true Fifth-Grade Spiritual Pills, and under Liu Li's circulation, they quickly transformed into healing elixirs that nourished her entire body.
Such severe injuries, combined with the nurturing properties of the Yulin Pills, soon began to heal.
After another incense stick worth of time, she stood up.
Though her complexion remained a bit pale, a hint of crimson returned.
She might not know who had saved her, but Liu Li clearly understood that her life had been spared.
She cast a glance at the three distant corpses and, without any hesitation, hurled out three fireballs before swiftly departing the scene.
...
Lan Xiaobu intended to continue retreating to break through to the Fifth Level Array Master and refine the Stagnant Spirit Incense.
Just as he neared the edge of Wuzhihai, his divine sense once again swept over several figures dashing toward a certain direction.
A while later, a few more figures surged toward the same place.
Had some treasure been discovered? he pondered, considering to join in the excitement before returning to close himself away in Wuzhixuan.
Lan Xiaobu began to follow, and in half the time it took to burn an incense stick, he arrived at the site.
There were at least two hundred people gathered here.
Given that only a little more than a thousand had ventured into Kuntu, this cluster was nearly one-fifth of that number—there had to be something of value.
Without fear, he walked straight into the crowd.
His arrival stirred no reactions.
New arrivals kept flooding in as large sects exchanged information.
As long as one remained within a certain range of Kuntu, messages could be received.
Four from the Thousand Clouds Immortal Gate had entered, but since Lan Xiaobu sought Wuzhixuan and knowing that Shan Qianyue and others had sufficiently low cultivation to roam about carelessly wouldn’t be wise, he refrained from contacting them upon entering Kuntu.
After waiting for about another half an hour, a tall man stepped forward.
"Everyone, I believe we have enough people for now. You all know this place, or at least have heard of it. I will lay out my plan, and I welcome any suggestions."
Lan Xiaobu thought to himself that he had no idea or prior knowledge.
"Brother Gai, not only are you a disciple of the Five-Star Sect, Three Saints Sect, but you are also the strongest among us, being the first to step into Dan Transformation. Naturally, we will listen to you. Whatever you say, we shall follow," someone in the crowd called out loudly.
So this was Gai Hou, who had broken into Dan Transformation after entering Kuntu.
If Gai Hou had reached that level, he suspected there were others who had as well.
Lan Xiaobu understood that the Three Saints Sect was a robust sect not inferior to the Western Kunlun Sect; it was also a Five-Star Sect.
While Lan Xiaobu pondered further, Gai Hou continued, "It is said that Mu Qian, a half-saint, is a disciple of the Yang Mei Immortal. This is his dojo, and rumor has it that when he left, he did so in a rush; therefore, I believe it contains a wealth of treasures."
Yang Mei? Lan Xiaobu was no stranger to figures from ancient Huaxia folklore, but he was surprised that Yang Mei had a disciple.
It was said that the Ancestor Yang Mei was born from chaos, with roots resembling a hollow willow tree.
His origins would be no less formidable than that of a bamboo shoot; they were likely contemporaries.
"First came Hongjun; then came Heaven," reflected Yang Mei, who claimed to predate Hongjun by a millennium.
Upon hearing that this was Mu Qian's dojo, Lan Xiaobu grew intrigued.
Gai Hou went on, "I have gone through sect records that state Elder Mu Qian isn’t fond of spells and fighting; he has always preferred harmony and music. However, that does not mean there aren’t good things in his dojo. Immortals who share his love for music would visit, often bringing the finest techniques and spells as a sign of respect. Thus, there is a strong possibility that his dojo holds many powerful techniques."
A wave of excitement surged through the crowd, and no one questioned Gai Hou’s words.
The Three Saints Sect was indeed impressive, with a lineage that possibly rivaled that of the Western Kunlun Sect, which made Gai Hou’s research seem credible.
"Elder Mu Qian's dojo is shrouded by a massive concealment formation. Once we activate it, we can enter. It is said that Elder Mu Qian did not wish to be disturbed, so the interior is filled with various dangerous restrictions. My suggestion is that once we unlock the concealment formation, we decide how to enter next."
Gai Hou's words gained near unanimous agreement, and even Lan Xiaobu nodded.
He had no idea there was a dojo belonging to Mu Qian here.
His presence was purely coincidental, and with the possibility of gaining treasures, he had no objections.
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