Chapter 1471: A Frenzy of Slaughter in the Blood World Bead, Pausing to Question the Wicked Celestials

"What are you drawing?""What nonsense are you spouting?"

Long Xing Zhi Ling was momentarily stunned by the outburst.

It felt as if, in that instant, Xu Xiaoshou was the Dragon Ancestor, and it was merely a lesser Long Xing Zhi Ling, deserving of the scolding.

But... why the scolding?

Saving one more person from Xing Jie and taking the precious items along—this wasn't just preparation for moving out?

Before it could even ask, the second true self launched into another tirade, scolding without any mercy:

"Use that pig brain of yours for once, will you? That old Daoist makes even me tread carefully—how dare you treat him like a fool?"

"You let someone empty out all the precious things from Xing Jie without even entering it yourself. Isn't that basically shouting that we've already packed up and run away?"

"Anyone with half a brain would sense something's off, right?"

"Has your ancestral tree been eaten by worms? What on earth is going on in that head of yours?!"

"I..." Long Xing Zhi Ling was choked up and speechless, finally realizing the mess they'd made.

But how many years had it been since anyone dared to scold it like this?

Even a clay figure has a bit of temper—let alone a majestic ancestral tree, which wouldn't tolerate a human pointing fingers and bossing it around.

"Shut your mouth!"

Long Xing Zhi Ling roared first, its branches wrapping around Xu Xiaoshou's mouth to cut off his filthy insults, then it shot back with reddened eyes:

"You're wrongly accusing me—do you have no faults yourself?"

"You want to move the entire realm but forget your debts to others, seeking to avoid danger yet failing to act decisively, fearing people like a tiger and only deceiving yourself, ending up in a pathetic state that you oddly take pride in..."

"That so-called golden cicada shell-shedding plan—have you even considered its true essence? It's all flash without substance, just a delay. Once we leave Xing Jie, when will we ever return?"

"Ten days without returning to Xing Jie, three months without, half a year without?"

"Xu Xiaoshou, have you thought about that?"

Long Xing Zhi Ling fired off its words like cannonballs, its entire body trembling with rage as it bellowed:

"If not!"

"What's wrong with this ancestral tree taking people out?"

The shattered space-time flow fell into a brief silence, with only the piercing golden light trembling and scattering outward.

Why the sudden quiet?Has he run out of arguments?

Long Xing Zhi Ling suddenly realized it wasn't that Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to retort—he was still muffled by its branches. It quickly released him.

As the branches withdrew, the second true self's voice burst out, suppressed to the extreme:

"You damn well speak plainly—I'm not understanding a word!"

"Uh!" At that moment, Long Xing Zhi Ling felt like its punch had landed on cotton, nearly choking with anger.

Fortunately, the second true self wasn't completely clueless.

Though Long Xing Zhi Ling had rambled on with a lot of nonsense in between, at least the key points were clear.

It, too, hadn't considered the time it would take to return.

Handing over Xing Jie to Dao Qiong Cang like that, including using the still-trapped Lei Xi'er and the half-saint essence to bolster the credibility of the golden cicada plan...

All of it was a gamble on waking up quickly and hoping Dao Qiong Cang wouldn't strike.

Was that even possible?

The second true self suddenly awoke to the problems.

But thinking about this damned Long Xing, which had clearly messed up yet dared to whine on, only fueled his irritation.

"If what you really want is a full move, why not just tell me? Would I say no?"

"We could've moved together, couldn't we?"

Pausing, the second true self thought of something else and erupted in fury:

"Fine, you move out, but you only move half, leaving evidence behind without taking Greedy the Cat."

"Are you trying to make that old Daoist notice right away and send Greedy the Cat to its death?"

Long Xing Zhi Ling was furious at this, its eyes turning red as it shot back:

"You're the one who told me to do it—you want me to leave Greedy behind!"

"But I never told you to bring Lei Xi'er out... hmm?" He suddenly stopped.

The storm of thoughts calmed abruptly.

"Wait, wait..."

"Let's call a temporary truce!"

"Long Xing Zhi Ling, something doesn't feel right here."

Long Xing Zhi Ling snapped out of its daze in the shattered space-time flow, looking around and realizing the same:

"There's something off..."

The two of them quickly grew alarmed, speaking in unison:

"Xue Shu's guidance?""That damned Tianren Wuxui?"

Long Xing Zhi Ling looked down at Xu Xiaoshou again, its eyes filled with undisguised shock.

It thought of more...

In its era, whenever accidents occurred that even Sheng Di realm experts couldn't control, Xue Shu was often behind it.

Xue Shu, one of the nine ancestral trees, specialized in guidance power, divided into seven levels: hunger, obsession, slaughter, death, corruption, formlessness, and nourishment!

Once caught in these seven levels of guidance without realizing it, even those of the same level, or even higher, could be mercilessly consumed as nourishment.

The peak of Xue Shu's guidance power was during the Shu Zu era, enhanced by the newly emerged, mysterious, and fully powered Xue Shi Zhu.

Together, they nearly devoured all nine ancestral trees and almost crippled the entire continent, aiming to become the sole world tree.

Later, Shu Zu intervened, scattering Xue Shu into seven parts and sealing most of Xue Shi Zhu's power, finally suppressing this continental catastrophe.

But because of that...

Shu Zu was contaminated!

Long Xing, having lived so long, knew the true history.

Once calmed, it didn't hesitate to tell Xu Xiaoshou everything, then solemnly warned:

"Beware of Tianren Wuxui!"

"Beware of the one you've mentioned!"

"Next time, I don't know if I'll remember or be able to warn you..."

The second true self fell silent.

Tianren Wuxui's sword was double-edged—he'd realized that early on—but he hadn't expected such a terrifying history.

The perfect Xue Shu and perfect Xue Shi Zhu...

The Seven Tree Emperors and Tianren Wuxui, who sealed sainthood with Xue Shi Zhu...

History seemed on the verge of repeating.

"It doesn't matter anymore!"

The second true self dropped the discussion of right and wrong.

Without Tianren Wuxui, he might still be under Dao Qiong Cang's control.

I'm already confused...

Just as a bystander, glancing at Tianren Wuxui casting a spell, he'd nearly caused disaster.

That flashy old Daoist had taken a full curse from Tianren Wuxui head-on; he'd be even more disoriented, and his fate would be worse.

Chaos clashing with chaos—it all came down to who reacted faster on the spot!

"Go back."

The second true self said decisively:

"The plan's changed. With Xue Shi Zhu as a variable, things won't go as we expected."

"Greedy's in danger—it's still in the eye of the storm!"

Long Xing Zhi Ling said nothing, just nodded slightly. After locking onto Xing Jie's position, it prepared to withdraw.

Just then...

"Buzz!"

In the shattered space-time flow, countless spatial nodes streaked past like meteors, converging in a certain direction.

What was that?

The second true self probed and found it was the spatial coordinates of Qing Yuan Shan.

"Return to the present world first!"

Long Xing Zhi Ling complied, carrying him to land in Changde Town, materializing from the void.

"Buzz!"

Without needing to look, a sudden glow appeared in the direction of Qing Yuan Shan.

There, the sky twisted open into a brilliant, intricate, and magnificent spatial mystic array.

The second true self was stunned.

The dean?

At Si Ling Shan.

From the Bai Lou lineage, Lou Yu—half-saint with white hair and a black-and-white patterned robe—erupted in thunderous rage:

"Ye Xiao Tian, Bai Long got hurt because of you, and Sheng Gong has feuded with Sheng Di Rao Shi because of you. Do you still want to leave?"

"Have your wings grown so strong that this Sheng Gong temple is too small for a great Buddha like you, a mystic half-saint?"

Ye Xiao Tian, dressed as a white-haired Daoist child, floated in mid-air, level with Lou Yu, and calmly replied:

"That Sheng Di Rao Shi bullied the weak—it's his fault for blocking my sainthood."

"Now that I've returned to Sheng Gong, which has sainthood quotas, he has no excuse to target me anymore."

"Bai Long fought him, but it was just 'sparring'—saints spar all the time; they can handle it themselves."

"I'll personally thank Bai Long at Sheng Xuan Men later..." Pausing, Ye Xiao Tian changed tack:

"But now! My former Ling Gong student is calling for me—how can I not show up?"

"If I'm afraid of everything, what's the point of sealing this mystic half-saint title? Is it just to bind me and keep me cowering in a corner?"

Lou Yu was so angry his beard and hair flew wildly. Who are you subtly criticizing?

"That Xu Xiaoshou is a saint slave—what are you going for? Do you want to drag all of Sheng Gong down with you?"

"I can defect from Sheng Gong." Ye Xiao Tian said indifferently.

"Defect? Once wasn't enough—you want to defect twice..."

"Stop! Lou Lao, the one who defected from Sheng Gong was only Sang Qi Ye. Last time, I didn't defect—I was just out training and happened to meet him... And look, I've come back sealed as a saint now?" Ye Xiao Tian grinned.

"You're trying to infuriate me to death!"

"No, no..." Ye Xiao Tian waved his hands quickly and said:

"Lou Lao, let's put ourselves in each other's shoes. If I were in danger today and didn't save them just to protect myself..."

"Then if I were in danger tomorrow and called for you, would you also stand by?"

"If I called for Bai Long, would Bai Long have to hide in Sheng Xuan Men and ignore it?"

"You!" Lou Yu was furious.

"Don't worry, Lou Lao, I'll be fine." Ye Xiao Tian then comforted the elder and stepped into the mystic array:

"See, I'm a space mystic now—the one you've waited so long for!"

"That Sheng Di chased me, and I escaped."

"Since I got away from that, what's there in the world I can't escape from?"

Lou Yu sighed deeply, knowing he couldn't stop it, and flicked his sleeve:

"Someone, take this rebellious disciple away and hand him to the enforcement pavilion. Let him cool off!"

"Yes!"

Two people came from the door, curiously eyeing this legendary Sheng Gong's fourth son, the space mystic, the one who'd just sealed sainthood and provoked a Sheng Di's pursuit. They respectfully escorted him away.

But in less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, they hurried back from the Fa Hui lineage.

"Bad news, Lou Yu Half-Saint!"

"We locked him up, and Da Yao Half-Saint was watching without blinking—suddenly, suddenly..."

"That Ye Xiao Tian—vanished!"

At Qing Yuan Shan.

Tianren Wuxui, Mei Siyi, and Cao Er Zhu surrounded a young woman, watching as her fingers danced, constantly forming heavenly mechanism patterns.

"Success!"

Yu Zhi Wen lifted her head, drenched in sweat, her star-like pupils shining with uncontainable joy.

In her hand, she held a golden Long Xing branch, given by Tianren Wuxui.

Through this branch, the heavenly mechanism imprint left by the Dao Hall Master in the star disk, and the aid of Qing Yuan Shan's great array...

Yu Zhi Wen had successfully locked onto the spatial node of Xu Xiaoshou's primal world once!

This was actually useless on its own.

Because the primal world had evolved into Xing Jie, its coordinates were chaotic and random, changing constantly like a wandering void island.

But relying on her Zhuji Star Pupils, Yu Zhi Wen could still follow the "changes" and continue deducing, chasing the chaos.

As long as the Long Xing branch, the Dao Hall Master's imprint, and Qing Yuan Shan's great array remained, she could pay a price to steadily track Xing Jie's coordinates... for three breaths!

"Three breaths!"

Yu Zhi Wen swallowed a pill, caught her breath, and said:

"I'll use heavenly mechanism techniques to build a spatial passage. You go in, but remember, only three breaths."

"Once the time's up, the passage will shatter. If you're still not in, you'll be lost in space... no, the shattered space-time flow."

"His primal world has changed, similar to a void island's form. The dangers of getting lost after a failed crossing—you know that."

She glanced at Cao Er Zhu without explaining more, as that might involve discussing the world's origins. "Don't force it—if you can't get in, pull back immediately."

"Oh." Cao Er Zhu nodded, wisely not asking more despite his questions.

"Ready?"

Yu Zhi Wen formed seals with her hands, looking at the two in front of her, avoiding the third.

Tianren Wuxui, Mei Siyi, and Cao Er Zhu each nodded.

In an instant, their focus was drawn to her Zhuji Star Pupils, as if packed with vast stars.

Her star pupils glowed brightly, radiant and captivating. Yu Zhi Wen gripped the star disk and chanted:

"Stars in array, ethereal heaven!"

Qing Yuan Shan trembled.

All things revealed dao patterns, void winds howled, converging into a soaring light pillar that pierced the unknown.

Soon, within this pillar, a passage opened that could accommodate people.

Yu Zhi Wen's body shuddered violently; she gritted her teeth, sweat pouring down:

"Go in quickly!"

Mei Siyi said nothing, drew his sword, and stepped into the spatial passage—Xu Xiaoshou was in danger, every second counted.

Cao Er Zhu hurried after, not wanting to follow that spine-chilling orange figure; that person was too terrifying.

Tianren Wuxui lifted his foot to enter the passage.

Suddenly, as his gaze probed inside, as if glimpsing the scene on the other side, he halted.

"Ghost beast aura..."

In the end, he stepped back!

Yu Zhi Wen's heart skipped a beat.

She feared Tianren Wuxui the most.

Just standing near him, under his gaze, gave her a sense of impending doom.

She couldn't understand how Xu Xiaoshou had such a friend...

Crucially, this terrifying figure had shown up uninvited, and Mei Siyi had nearly drawn his sword, yet he was also here to save someone!

Yu Zhi Wen was skeptical about that.

But Tianren Wuxui had produced the Long Xing branch, which reassured her somewhat.

Now, at this critical moment, he retreated?

Yu Zhi Wen's heart raced; she bit her lip and struggled to speak: "Go in—there's no time left; I can't hold on!"

Tianren Wuxui slowly shook his head.

He showed no desire to enter the passage and save anyone!

Instead, through his mask, he fixed a gaze laced with strange undertones and unclear intent on the young woman's starry eyes, saying gravely:

"Lei Jia Pupils?"

Yu Zhi Wen's hand trembled at the words, nearly losing the passage.

At this point, it wasn't just three breaths!

She'd already been delayed four or five, severely overtime, depleting herself!

"No... it's not..."

"Not Lei Jia Pupils? No! Yours are Lei Jia Pupils—you're a sinner!" Tianren Wuxui's gaze turned icy.

"I... am... not..."

Yu Zhi Wen's words came out with difficulty.

Before she finished, Tianren Wuxui suddenly slapped her trembling hand.

The seal broke.

The star disk flew out.

In mid-air, the wavering spatial passage exploded into spiritual energy.

All efforts were in vain.

Yu Zhi Wen was stunned: "Why... why..."

She looked at the villain in disbelief, her eyes full of fear. "You're not here to save him!"

"It doesn't matter anymore..." Tianren Wuxui stared at her intently. "What matters is, you're a sinner!"

Yu Zhi Wen was knocked to the ground by the terrifying, oppressive aura, feeling the world turn gray as countless demons and ghosts rushed at her.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, yet she stubbornly lifted her head:

"I'm not a sinner!"

"I'm not a sinner!!!"

"Hah, not a sinner? Then how did you get those Lei Jia Pupils?" Tianren Wuxui sneered.

Tears of fear welled in Yu Zhi Wen's eyes as she murmured in a daze: "Lei Jia... allied with half-saint families..."

She suddenly realized this was a trap, forcing her secrets out, and quickly shut her mouth.

The next second, Yu Zhi Wen's vision was overtaken by three massive gray spots, swirling and merging into one, shattering her world.

"Keep going."

"Lei Jia... allied with half-saint families... My ancestors... had some... Lei Jia bloodline..."

"Pathetic—you're no Lei Jia person!"

"I am... half... a Lei Jia person..."

"Then you should've died long ago—how are you still alive? Wait, who told you all this?"

"My... master..."