Chapter 747: Ambush?

Wang Changsheng was slightly startled; his first thought was that this was a trap.

There are many legends in the cultivation world about low-level cultivators discovering ancient cultivators' immortal abodes, inheriting their legacies, and then rapidly increasing their cultivation to become powerful cultivators renowned throughout the land. However, Wang Changsheng had never believed them. He had never encountered any so-called ancient immortal abodes, and Mo Caiyun's example was right there.

The Heavenly Illusion Elder was only a legendary Nascent Soul cultivator who had disappeared more than a thousand years ago, making it difficult to discern the truth.

Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment, then instructed, "Have all the clan members who hunt demonic beasts come to me; I have some questions for them."

"Yes, Grandfather."

Soon, Wang Qingjun and others appeared before Wang Changsheng. Wang Changsheng questioned them about the battle with the Hai Lan Sect cultivators and the treasures they obtained. Besides the legacy shell, they also had some formation scriptures and several sets of second-tier formation flags.

"Why did the Hai Lan Sect cultivators attack you? Have you had any conflicts with them in recent years?"

Wang Qingjun thought for a moment, then shook his head, saying, "The demon-hunting team led by this nephew hasn't had any conflicts with Hai Lan Sect cultivators. As for other clan members, I'm not sure."

This was an unclear matter. The Wang family's development would inevitably offend other forces, and with so many clan members, Wang Qingjun couldn't guarantee that no one had provoked the Hai Lan Sect cultivators.

Wang Changsheng looked pensive. According to Wang Qingjun's account, he had killed nine Hai Lan Sect cultivators to obtain the legacy shell. Could it be that the Hai Lan Sect had deliberately set a trap? That method seemed too foolish!

Wang Changsheng formed a bold hypothesis: the Hai Lan Sect cultivators had a grudge against the Wang family. They had originally planned to search for treasure in the ancient immortal abode but unexpectedly encountered Wang Qingjun and his group. Driven by greed, they didn't realize Wang Qingjun possessed a nascent magic weapon.

"What happened with the Hai Lan Sect cultivators must not be leaked. Violators will be dealt with as traitors to the clan. You may all leave for now; Qingjun, stay."

Not long after, only Wang Changsheng, Wang Qingjun, and Wang Qiuhong remained in the room.

"Tell me your opinions."

Wang Qingjun pondered for a moment, saying, "Uncle Nine, it shouldn't be a trap, right? How could there be so many traps? If rogue cultivators want to kill low-level cultivators, they can openly do so and commit serial crimes, making them hard to catch."

"Assuming this is a setup, the Hai Lan Sect cultivators might be disguised cultivators from other forces, intending to lure Grandfather to seek treasure, use formations to kill him, and then seize the opportunity to attack Silver Serpent Island. Not long ago, Golden Sheep Island experienced a small beast tide, and our allied forces were also attacked by demonic beasts. This is too coincidental."

Wang Qiuhong analyzed calmly. He had always been wary of the Cloud Sea Sect and instinctively considered the overall situation.

Wang Changsheng nodded in agreement. Wang Qiuhong and Wang Qingjun each had their own perspectives, but Wang Changsheng agreed with Wang Qiuhong's view.

The Wang family and its allied forces were attacked by demonic beasts, and immediately after, Wang Qingjun obtained a legacy shell. To call it a coincidence would be too much of a coincidence!

Should he go? He worried about being ambushed. Should he not go? This was the immortal abode of a Nascent Soul cultivator; what if it was real?

After pondering for a moment, he decided to go treasure hunting. However, to be cautious, he planned to bring Ye Lin. With Ye Lin's help, if there was an ambush, Ye Lin would surely discover it.

"I have a plan for this matter. Qingjun, you've done very well. If there truly are treasures, this will be a great merit for you. You may all go rest now; I have my own judgment."

"Yes, Uncle Nine (Grandfather)."

Wang Changsheng found Ye Lin and recounted the entire incident.

"It shouldn't be a trap, right? It's too clumsy. A small beast tide erupted, and our clan didn't suffer many casualties; it's pointless. As for the legacy shell, if they wanted to set a trap, they wouldn't use this method. The ancient immortal abode should be real. The South Sea is rich in cultivation resources, so the appearance of an ancient immortal abode is not surprising. I'll accompany you on this trip; bring Haitang."

"No need to bring Haitang, right? If there's an ambush, I can't look after her."

Ye Lin smiled slightly and said, "I can protect her for a while, but not for her entire life. An eagle will always have a day to spread its wings and fly high. If there really is a trap, it definitely won't escape my eyes. We'll observe from a distance, and if there's no trap, we'll go treasure hunting. Breaking formations will be Haitang's task."

Flowers in a greenhouse don't grow big. Ye Lin was tempering Ye Haitang.

"Alright! If so, then bring her."

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Changsheng, Ye Lin, and Ye Haitang left Silver Serpent Island and flew towards the northeast.

Seven days later, they arrived at their destination: a barren island about a hundred li wide, with sparse trees and no spiritual veins.

Ye Lin's eyes gleamed with a dazzling golden light as he looked towards the island.

"Under the sea at the northwest corner of the island, there's a Core Formation Fourth-level cultivator and several Foundation Establishment cultivators. Besides them, there are no other hidden troops on the island."

Ye Lin had a peculiar expression as he transmitted this to Wang Changsheng.

"Only one Core Formation cultivator? You didn't misread, did you?"

Wang Changsheng found it somewhat unbelievable. How could one Core Formation cultivator set an ambush?

"No mistake, just one Core Formation cultivator. Perhaps his strength is quite formidable."

Wang Changsheng pondered for a moment, then flicked his sleeve. Thousands of gold-devouring ants flew out, circling around Ye Lin and Ye Haitang.

"Protect yourselves. If things go wrong, you two go first."

Wang Changsheng exhorted, then punched his right fist towards the sea at the island's northwest corner.

A blue light flashed, and a several-zhang-large blue fist shadow flew out, powerfully smashing towards the sea.

Boom!

With a loud crash, the blue fist shadow kicked up a large splash of water. A white-robed elder in his fifties flew out from under the sea, gripping a shimmering blue command flag in his hand, his brows furrowed. Beside him were five Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with fierce light. He opened his mouth, and three Mountain Sea Pearls flew out, spinning rapidly. They instantly expanded to a hundred zhang in size, powerfully smashing towards their opponents.

"A set of magic weapons!"

The white-robed elder was startled and his face changed drastically. Without a word, he clapped his hand towards the void. A white light flashed, and countless snowflakes appeared out of thin air, transforming into a massive white ice palm that met the three Mountain Sea Pearls.

Boom!

The Mountain Sea Pearls shattered the white ice palm, and countless cold currents surged out, freezing the Mountain Sea Pearls, causing their speed to suddenly slow down.

Seizing this opportunity, the white-robed elder quickly chanted a spell, transforming into a white streak of light and breaking through the air, abandoning even his disciples.

His opponent possessed a complete set of heavy-type magic weapons; he was no match at all.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Several whooshing sounds broke the air as several dark gold arrows shot forth, instantly piercing through the bodies of the five Foundation Establishment cultivators and heading straight for the white-robed elder.

The white-robed elder hurriedly conjured three shimmering white flying knives to strike the arrows.

Clang, clang, clang!

The arrows were struck away, but by this time, the three Mountain Sea Pearls had already surrounded the white-robed elder.

The three Mountain Sea Pearls spun rapidly, and countless streams of seawater appeared out of thin air, transforming into five enormous blue water pythons that lunged at the white-robed elder, baring their fangs and claws.