Chapter 00202: Causing Trouble
# Causing Trouble
Chapter 202
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 202: Causing Trouble
After speaking these words, the man raised his hand again, unleashing seven or eight blades of wind.
These wind blades swirled toward Mu Zeji, Mu Ziqiao, and the remaining seven or eight ministers.
Mu Zeji felt the chill of death approaching and knew he had no strength to evade.
Despairing, he closed his eyes.
Mu Ziqiao spotted the wind blades, but like Mu Zeji, he found himself unable to escape; it seemed that no matter where he went, the wind blades would pursue him to the end.
Clang, clang! A series of crisp sounds erupted in the grand hall, and everyone felt a cold breeze sweep past their necks before everything fell silent.
When Mu Zeji opened his eyes, he found that both he and Mu Ziqiao were unharmed, and the remaining six ministers were likewise safe.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Ziqiao quickly bowed to Lan Xiaobu.
"Thank you, Senior Lan, for saving our lives."
Only he understood that it was Lan Xiaobu who had dispatched those eight wind blades to save them all.
Those wind blades felt almost solid, with a resonance like iron clashing.
"You're a cultivator?" the man said, astonished as he looked at Lan Xiaobu, realizing they were in the realm of mortals.
Even if he had been drained of strength, stopping his wind blades was no simple task.
This indicated that the person before him was not only a cultivator but also one of considerable might.
"Is there a problem? Is it only you who can cultivate in this universe?" Lan Xiaobu's tone hinted at displeasure.
Although he hadn’t acted to save them initially, he still felt bothered by the unjust killing.
"Since that is the case, I shall take my leave."
The man finished speaking and turned to leave.
Lan Xiaobu sneered, "You think you can just leave after killing people?"
The man seemed to ignore Lan Xiaobu's words, his figure blurring as he dashed toward the grand hall's doorway.
However, just as he reached the entrance, a terrifying sense of killing intent struck his sea of consciousness.
His primordial spirit was still gravely injured and incapable of resisting Lan Xiaobu's soul attack.
His soul was torn apart, and with a piercing scream, he fell to the ground.
"I’ll give you three breaths of time; if you don’t return, you may not even have a chance at reincarnation."
Lan Xiaobu said calmly.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the man stood up and walked back in.
Mu Zeji wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, finally understanding how powerful Lan Xiaobu truly was.
This heavenly master could easily extinguish even the most aggressive killers.
"Friend, I didn’t realize you were also a practitioner. Today’s matter was my fault; I, Fu Jing, am willing to apologize. Our sect may have some connections," the man, named Fu Jing, spoke sincerely, bowing to Lan Xiaobu.
Lan Xiaobu chuckled, "Don't flatter yourself by claiming kinship with me. After all, you were saved by someone else. Little Mu might not be the best character, but he did save you and even healed your wounds. And what did you do when you woke up? You killed over a dozen people."
"Thank you for saving my life, Master Lan."
It struck Mu Zeji only then that he needed to express gratitude for his rescue.
He regretted bringing such a wounded master around and had been thinking how conveniently Lan Xiaobu appeared.
Now, reflecting on it, he felt a pang of fear; if Lan Xiaobu had not arrived today, he might have met his end.
Lan Xiaobu took out a portrait of Luo Caisi and handed it to Mu Zeji.
"This is my friend Luo Caisi. She could possibly be in the Hundred Mo Star System. Once you find her, immediately inform Emperor Hou Yi of Jinqian Star. It will be beneficial for you."
"Yes, Master Lan, rest assured. I, Mu Zeji, promise to complete this task. As soon as I locate your friend in the Hundred Mo Star System, I will definitely find her."
Mu Zeji patted his chest affirmatively.
"Give me the location of that void crack," Lan Xiaobu said, eager to see what was going on with the rift.
He suspected the energy emanating from it could be related to the primordial aura that Luan Jia mentioned.
However, Luan Jia spoke of the Great Desolate Universe, while they were in the first celestial layer abandoned by that very realm.
Mu Ziqiao had already respectfully produced a positioning crystal ball.
Lan Xiaobu glanced at it; the crystal ball was already set to Junk Star Eleven.
"That position is now yours. Just remember to do what I asked, and don’t be too greedy; stop thinking about turning other people’s things into yours," Lan Xiaobu said, standing up and patting Mu Zeji before swiftly grabbing Fu Jing and leaving.
"Rest assured, Master Lan, Mu Zeji will surely handle your matters."
As the cold sweat that had just dried returned to his forehead, Mu Zeji bent down and didn’t sigh in relief until Lan Xiaobu was finally out of sight, collapsing back onto his seat.
"Father..."
Mu Ziqiao called out.
Mu Zeji snapped back to attention.
"Quick, send someone to find Lan Xiaobu's friend, Luo Caisi. Remember, whoever sees her must treat her as the most distinguished guest across the entire Hundred Mo Star System."
"Yes, Father."
Mu Ziqiao saluted and rushed out.
The matter concerning Master Lan was of utmost priority for him.
……
Fu Jing was anxious; he regretted rushing to kill as soon as he woke up instead of figuring out the situation first.
When Lan Xiaobu reached for him earlier, he realized he couldn’t evade.
While he was confident that Lan Xiaobu wouldn’t dare kill him, being held by someone in such a way felt very uncomfortable.
The Extreme Sea Cloud Boat was headed for Junk Star Eleven, and Lan Xiaobu casually threw Fu Jing onto the deck.
Fu Jing looked around, shocked to discover that he was aboard a mid-grade celestial artifact.
Such treasures were something he didn’t even possess.
Could it be that this place wasn’t the mortal universe? Otherwise, how could such a powerful being exist? The means of a soul attack were usually guarded secrets within major sects.
"My friend, I am from the Five Layer Mystic Sky and a disciple of Tai Yi's sect."
Fu Jing clasped his hands toward Lan Xiaobu, his tone somewhat arrogant.
Lan Xiaobu thought to himself, "Is this a prisoner talking down to me, feeling superior?"
Wait, what did this guy just say about being a disciple of Tai Yi? Could he be referring to Tai Yi Zhenren? Based on the man's attitude, it seemed he wasn’t mistaken.
"You say you're a disciple of Tai Yi Zhenren?" Lan Xiaobu asked, looking him up and down in disbelief, then continued before Fu Jing had a chance to respond, "Is there really such a talented disciple in Tai Yi Zhenren’s sect? Are you sent here to tarnish Tai Yi’s name?"
Initially somewhat prideful, Fu Jing blushed at Lan Xiaobu's words, feeling embarrassed as he stammered, "I'm actually my master’s casual disciple..."
A casual disciple is someone who follows a master around, learning a technique or two, but such disciples might only learn for a few days or even just meet their master once.
However, Lan Xiaobu was merciless in interrupting him.
"Stop boasting! Even Tai Yi's casual disciples wouldn’t be as useless as you. Don’t flatter yourself."
Fu Jing hurriedly insisted, "My master isn’t Tai Yi Zhenren, but Jin Xia Tongzi..."
Lan Xiaobu looked at him quizzically.
"Who’s Jin Xia Tongzi? I don’t know them."
Fu Jing explained, "My master is a servant disciple of Tai Yi Zhenren, always following my master closely, receiving his true teachings. Later, he established the Tai Yi sect."
Lan Xiaobu looked at him like he was foolish, thinking that this guy was really good at self-promotion.
To him, a mere servant disciple had passed down two moves, yet in Fu Jing's mouth, it turned into the prestigious Tai Yi Sect.
Perhaps this is what they call hitching a ride on the fame of others.
"Enough nonsense—tell me how you got here," Lan Xiaobu said, growing impatient.
Fu Jing, feeling angry inside, thought, "Previously, you were the one asking me questions, and now you tell me not to chatter."
After grumbling inwardly, he answered like a subordinate, "I accidentally got pulled into a rift created by chaotic energy and fell here."
As he spoke, Fu Jing was already considering that once his injuries healed, he’d definitely extract Lan Xiaobu’s soul, skin him alive, and scorch his spirit; otherwise, he’d feel he had wasted the years of his life.
As for whether Lan Xiaobu would kill him, he believed Lan Xiaobu wouldn’t dare.
Having cultivated to this level, Lan Xiaobu surely knew what kind of influence his ancestor had.
Killing him would mean he'd struggle to move in the Great Desolate Universe and would ultimately meet a fate worse than death.
It seems Luan Jia wasn’t speaking nonsense.
Even in the Five Layer Mystic Sky, chaotic energy could tear through space, leading to rifts.
This would suggest that the Great Desolate Universe might indeed struggle to evade the fate of disintegration, ultimately becoming a scattering of countless planets across the vast universe.
Seeing Lan Xiaobu fall into silence, Fu Jing continued, "My ancestor is one of the Twelve Upper Immortals of Kunlun. Although I am just a casual disciple of my ancestor’s servant, I still possess a soul life token..."
"Do you have to brag?" Lan Xiaobu interrupted him, immediately bringing his fist crashing down.
The aura of death pressed down on Fu Jing, leading to extreme terror in his eyes.
He hadn’t expected Lan Xiaobu really would dare to kill him.
He wanted to explain that he wasn't lying, but he was already too late; Lan Xiaobu's fist smashed straight through his body.
As his primordial spirit began to escape, it was reduced to nothingness by the Primal Eternal Flame.
Lan Xiaobu reached for Fu Jing's ring, a flame incinerating him completely.
With Fu Jing’s death, the restrictions on his ring were quickly disposed of by Lan Xiaobu.
Inside, nearly ten thousand celestial crystals astonished Lan Xiaobu, along with dozens of high-quality celestial crystals, likely of a higher rank.
After collecting all the celestial crystals into his own ring, Lan Xiaobu also found a pile of low-grade celestial spiritual herbs and some refining materials.
Any pills or techniques like that were tossed into the Cosmic Dimension Matrix.
The ancient paths within it contained things it liked, allowing it to take whatever it desired.
Several low-grade celestial artifacts were not worth his attention until he pulled out a handkerchief with a bagua pattern.
Feeling uneasy, he thought something seemed off about this handkerchief.
Lan Xiaobu quickly broke the first layer of the handkerchief's restriction and sighed, knowing his instincts were correct.
He recognized this handkerchief, known as the Bagua Dragon Beard Handkerchief.
It belonged to Madame Shiji, who was described as a wicked demon in many Huaxia novels.
After arriving at Yuan Continent, Lan Xiaobu learned much secret knowledge, realizing that Madame Shiji was actually a kind-hearted person who was bullied to death by Tai Yi and his disciples; the handkerchief was naturally taken by Tai Yi.
In truth, this was not the important part; what mattered was that the Bagua Dragon Beard Handkerchief was a decent treasure.
Since Tai Yi could gift it to Fu Jing, this indicated that Fu Jing must’ve passed through Tai Yi's eyes, implying that he indeed might have a soul life token.
By killing Fu Jing, there was likely to be karmic ties in the future.
Tai Yi and his disciples were not easy to provoke; they certainly weren’t easy to deal with.
(End of this chapter)