Chapter 242
Chapter 242
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Translator: Ace
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Chapter Title: Spirit Ruins Fragment Standoff
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Inside the Spirit Ruins Blessed Land fragment, Ye Guyue's expression was grave. She scanned her surroundings, recalling her recent ordeals, and couldn't help but grit her teeth, her eyes flashing with fury.
"Demon!"
Ever since entering the blessed land, nothing had gone her way.
First, during the struggle for the Shaded Dragon Water, she had been repelled by Lu Yang and Sui Ying working together. She was forced to use her trump card to escape with her life, sustaining serious injuries in the process.
After finally recovering, she had casually gathered a few spiritual materials from within the blessed land. But because of the blessed land's collapse, Chongguang had driven her to the center, where he seized nearly all her merit fortune. She hadn't even been able to resist. One could imagine how stifled she felt.
What made it even more stifling was that she couldn't vent her anger.
With that thought, Ye Guyue hurriedly formed hand seals, doing her utmost to steady her mind. "Calm down. Rashly igniting nameless flames will pollute my spirit platform with tribulation qi. My heart is like steel."
Thanks to the secret art's suppression, Ye Guyue managed to maintain her composure.
However, while she could suppress it, the other two who had fallen into this fragment with her were already deeply affected by the tribulation qi and couldn't remain calm.
The next moment, two streaks of escaping light hurtled toward them.
One of them radiated with treasure light and was bolstered by Buddhist radiance. Its figure revealed itself—none other than Many Treasures Child, who had survived the great battle in Qing Kingdom.
This man did possess some luck.
Of everyone from Qing Kingdom, he and the Five Elements Perfected Being were the only Northern River cultivators. But the Five Elements Perfected Being had wholeheartedly sided with the Eastern River early on and received an official position.
Thus, he had been sacrificed alongside Chongguang.
Many Treasures Child, on the other hand, had thrown his lot in with the Pure Land and held no official position. That was why he had luckily survived the grand sacrifice and even made a trip to the Cave Yang Blessed Land.
His title of "Many Treasures" was well-deserved. Relying on his ancestral treasure-hunting technique, he had truly seized a great opportunity.
Of the four spiritual embryos in the blessed land at the time, Lu Yang had claimed the Shaded Dragon Water. Two of the remaining three had been taken by the Dao Court and Pure Land cultivators. Had Ye Guyue not been injured, the fourth would have been Sword Pavilion's for the taking. But with her going into hiding, it had fallen to him instead.
Yet as the saying goes: An ordinary man holding a treasure invites guilt.
Right behind Many Treasures Child, the second streak of escaping light pursued relentlessly, sword qi sharp and chilling. From it emerged a stern, dignified middle-aged man.
"Friend Many Treasures, are you still unrepentant?"
"Yun Zhiqiu!" Many Treasures Child gritted his teeth at the sight, seething. "I'm a righteous cultivator now. Does Sword Pavilion intend to bully us like this?"
"What righteous path do you belong to?"
The middle-aged man, Yun Zhiqiu, let out a hearty laugh. "A Northern River demon cultivator like you—turning from the dark is just the beginning. You still have plenty of karmic debts to repay!"
"What debts do I have?" Many Treasures Child laughed in anger. "Treasure Dividing Cliff is in the Northern River, and we've never performed blood sacrifices on the living. As for sect battles, life and death are commonplace—everyone relies on their own abilities. What debts? Before coming to Qing Kingdom, I had heaps of merit!"
"Being from the Northern River is your greatest debt!"
Yun Zhiqiu sneered coldly. "Heaven's treasures belong to the virtuous. How dare a Northern River demon cultivator claim them? I'm done talking. Will you hand over the spiritual embryo or not?"
"You—"
In that instant, murderous intent surged in Many Treasures Child's heart. This Yun Zhiqiu was formidable, but only thanks to his sharp law sword.
If it came to a fight, he was merely early Foundation Establishment.
Suppressing him with his own mid Foundation Establishment cultivation would be effortless. He'd only held back before out of fear of Sword Pavilion's status. Now, there was no need for scruples.
"Clang clang!"
The next moment, a sword cry shattered all of Many Treasures Child's malicious thoughts. Looking back, he saw Ye Guyue arrive on her sword, hovering above his head.
'It's over!'
In an instant, Many Treasures Child's heart turned ice-cold. But he didn't dare show any neglect on his face and hurriedly bowed. "Many Treasures pays respects to Fairy Ye of Sword Pavilion."
On the other side, Yun Zhiqiu beamed with joy. "Greetings, Martial Aunt Ye!"
He then pointed straight at Many Treasures Child, declaring righteously, "This is the one who took the Immortal Sophora. Please uphold justice, Martial Aunt!"
Ye Guyue glanced at Many Treasures Child and pinched her fingers to divine, instantly grasping the ins and outs. She said solemnly, "Since we're all righteous cultivators, infighting is unacceptable. We've fallen into this blessed land fragment—likely the demon's doing. We should unite against the enemy, not turn on each other with petty squabbles."
Her words rang with grand righteousness.
Many Treasures Child breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Sword Pavilion still had some reason after all. But the next second, Ye Guyue turned her gaze to him.
"Friend Many Treasures, hand over the Immortal Sophora."
Ye Guyue's face was solemn. "Junior Brother Yun is only early Foundation Establishment and lacks a spiritual material for protection. You're mid Foundation Establishment—you won't miss this one piece."
Who the hell doesn't miss it!
Many Treasures Child fell silent for a moment before murmuring, "To be honest, I lost most of my magic treasures in Qing Kingdom earlier. I need the spiritual material for protection."
Ye Guyue shook her head. "Friend Many Treasures, forgive my bluntness. Now that you've joined the righteous path, you should understand karma and affinities. You're from a minor sect with ordinary roots. Junior Brother Yun is a Sword Pavilion cultivator. You know which weighs heavier."
"Without the spiritual material, you're just a minor sect cultivator at best—dead is dead."
"But if Junior Brother Yun lacks it, he could lose his life. Losing one Sword Pavilion cultivator is a massive blow to the righteous path."
"For the sake of the righteous path, for the sake of the world's people, don't be stubborn."
"If you're unwilling, I can promise you this: if you perish because of it, in your next life, you may join Sword Pavilion to cultivate. Consider it a karmic opportunity for you."
At those words, Many Treasures Child sank back into silence.
"What? Still unrepentant, Friend?"
Ye Guyue frowned slightly, displeasure in her beautiful eyes. "Would you truly put personal gain above the righteous path and commit such a grave taboo against the world?"
As her voice fell, her sword intent locked onto Many Treasures Child.
". I dare not."
In that moment, Many Treasures Child felt utter grief and indignation. But subconsciously, he recalled his past in the Northern River, when Primal Saint Sect Perfected Beings had mugged him.
Who would have thought: robbed before joining the righteous path, and still robbed after!
Wasn't that a waste?
At least the Primal Saint Sect Perfected Beings robbed through skill—fair and square. Sword Pavilion was even more overbearing, demanding you hand it over willingly!
Helpless under the eaves, Many Treasures Child could only sigh. He then drew a cluster of spiritual light from his sleeve and tossed it out—it was the Immortal Sophora, formed of甲 wood essence. Perfect for forging into a spiritual treasure or refining into pills to advance wood-attributed cultivation.
Only then did Ye Guyue nod in satisfaction.
Meanwhile, Yun Zhiqiu eagerly stepped forward, stowing the Immortal Sophora in his embrace and joyfully channeling mana to refine it.
"This place isn't safe to linger."
Ye Guyue's gaze shifted as she continued forming seals to divine. She pointed in a direction. "The exit should be there. We should leave quickly."
Soon, three streaks of escaping light took to the skies.
Before long, a towering mountain appeared in their view, array lights swirling around it, firmly anchoring the blessed land fragment.
At the peak sat a leisurely figure in meditative posture. He chuckled aloud.
"Fairy Ye, I've been waiting for quite some time."
"It's you!?"
In an instant, the previously composed Ye Guyue's expression shifted. She clearly recognized Lu Yang atop the mountain, and her beautiful eyes erupted with heaven-shaking killing intent!