Chapter 639: Errors

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Tu Longjian bowed. Realized Pu Yu sat by the table without speaking, smilingly gazing into his cup. Tu Longjian pondered for a moment before quietly asking, "True Master, you are skilled in the art of Yin and Yang. What is the usual cost of performing such a spell?"

"A few treasures grow on my Penglai Island; I can simply retrieve and use them. This spell, when used for Foundation Establishment, doesn't cost much, especially since he is so young and his cultivation is clear and pure... However, this is a secret art of my sect, unknown to ordinary immortals."

"Never mind the cost for now. I have a question, and I would appreciate it if you, Tu Longjian, could clarify it for me."

Realized Pu Yu looked at him, a probing expression appearing on his face, and chuckled, "Performing this spell for Foundation Establishment is extremely rare. After all, one has to die to perform it, and I am on Penglai Island, my whereabouts uncertain. Naturally, there's no reason to prepare in advance... If one could prepare beforehand, why would one need to die?"

He stood up, turned, and looked at Tu Longjian, saying meaningfully, "Then this makes no sense. As soon as you achieved the Purple Mansion realm, you visited my Penglai multiple times. You waited for years at the foot of the mountain for me. Your intention is very clear. If that's the case..."

The smile gradually faded from Realized Pu Yu's handsome face as he quietly said, "Did you, Tu Longjian, understand today's situation as soon as you broke through to the Purple Mansion realm? With major upheavals like the North-South conflict in Xu Nation interspersed, it's impossible to calculate precisely. Your calculations are so precise that even Maha would be ashamed. Is it a magical treasure? Or someone else's doing?"

Tu Longjian listened with a bitter smile in his heart.

How could he have been preparing for Li Xijun's matter for years specifically! Tu Longjian's efforts to befriend Realized Pu Yu were always for Guo E, who was within the Six Ding Merged Fire Token!

Tu Longjian had been guided by Guo E for many years. After all, Guo E had once obtained treasures with Zhang Cuotian and others in the Qing Song Temple Grotto-Heaven. Later, Tu Longjian's escape also largely relied on Guo E's means of exiting the Grotto-Heaven back then. Indebted, he had always wanted to find another body for him.

And Realized Pu Yu of Penglai was undoubtedly a master of this art. That was why he had visited repeatedly. Li Xijun's matter was truly a coincidence. Tu Longjian then replied, "I don't need to go to such lengths to distance myself from the Li family... The Li family's affairs are merely a coincidence."

"In my early years, I was a wanderer; my family and friends all perished, their bodies scattered and lost. I heard that Senior's divine ability governs Yin and Yang, and that you are on good terms with Judge Yang, which is very impressive. So, I thought of asking Senior to intervene and inquire with the Underworld about the whereabouts of my family and friends' remains..."

He did not bring up Guo E's matter directly. Instead, he spoke of something that had troubled him for a long time, saying softly, "Regardless of where their remains drifted, even if my father and other relatives ended up in someone's stomach or became someone's magical artifact, as long as I can know, I will repay you generously."

"I see." Realized Pu Yu's eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed at him thoughtfully, turning his jade cup, and replied, "So it was a coincidence... Tu Longjian, you truly have a good nature. Your longing for departed loved ones led you to save another relative; fate brought you this far."

He finally stopped pressing the issue and replied, "Yuan Su entrusted Li Xuanfeng to me. He and I had a connection, but unfortunately, he died. He can grudgingly be counted among the Li family. Leave Li Xijun's matter to me. A section of Gao Xuanming Frost happened to grow on Penglai, and I'll cut out sixty percent of it to fashion a body for him."

Tu Longjian, seeing that he wasn't holding the soul to threaten him, breathed a sigh of relief. From his sleeve, he took out an object: a token with interwoven red and black patterns, the Six Ding Merged Fire Token.

With a gentle flick, a glowing, hazy red mass leaped out from the token, hovering in his palm, half gold and half silver.

Guo E, inside the token, wailed in great sorrow, his cries shaking the heavens. Tu Longjian completely ignored him and respectfully said, "I cannot simply accept Senior's spiritual material for free. This Mother Gold White Flame was obtained before I achieved my divine ability; I offer it as compensation to Senior."

Hundreds of years ago, a great snow in the Northern Sea piled up ten thousand li of snowy mountains, increasing the number of cold qi spiritual materials. Gao Xuanming Frost was considered one of the best among them. But only cutting out sixty percent would make it inferior to Mother Gold White Flame. Realized Pu Yu knew it was an additional offering for the ritual and accepted it with a smile.

The two conversed for a few more moments. Tu Longjian escorted him out of the grotto-heaven. He then sat down by the table, placed two fingers before his lips, and exhaled a puff of flame.

The flame hastily transformed into a human figure, and immediately wailed, "Tu Longjian! You, you, you! You use my things to curry favor, that's simply unreasonable!"

Tu Longjian rarely saw him so agitated and was greatly amused inwardly. Maintaining a serious expression, he quietly said, "Senior, what are you saying? Do you know why I did this?"

Guo E looked at him indignantly and replied, "Isn't it just to repay the favor to that 'good' Senior of yours!"

"Not so." Tu Longjian said sternly, replying, "Senior Yuan Jiao's favor must be repaid, but this matter was also for your consideration."

"Senior, think about it. Pu Yu is from Penglai, both righteous and wicked. When he fashions an immortal body for someone, how can we be sure he won't leave behind some contingency? If your soul were to enter then, wouldn't you suffer a great loss?!"

Guo E had been observing all along but truly hadn't thought of this layer. He was stunned, and Tu Longjian said earnestly, "When he returns after fashioning the body, aren't you also proficient in this art? Although you can't compare to this Realized Master, with Li Xijun as an example, a careful inspection or two can always allow for some precautions."

Guo E was speechless, wanted to nod but held back. After a long while, he listlessly said, "Alright, alright, alright..."

Realized Pu Yu, having left Tu Jun Gate, journeyed eastward towards the East Sea. He traveled through the Void, performing hand seals as he went, the clear light in his hand transforming into a green sparrow that flew through the Void. He mused to himself, "Li Xijun... I still need to observe him closely. This time, Tu Longjian personally invited me, and the timing is just right; there's nothing particularly suspicious. Even if there's someone behind him, there's no reason to find fault."

He held the jade box in his sleeve, his mind stirring slightly, "Li Xijun's soul is also unusual, cold as snow, as if destiny rests upon it. It's just that those Purple Mansion cultivators have shallow cultivation and can't see clearly."

Realized Pu Yu had actually sensed something when holding the soul in his hand. It was somewhat difficult to pull away when it left the body, as if connected to something. This is often a manifestation of destiny's influence.

Since Li Xijun was unusual and the spiritual material matched his immortal foundation, fashioning a new body wouldn't be too difficult. Realized Pu Yu began to consider Tu Longjian's request to search for his relatives.

His Penglai did indeed have good relations with the Underworld. Judge Yang was also a frequent guest. Tu Longjian's request wasn't difficult to fulfill. Realized Pu Yu simply mused, "Judge Yang's Nine Net Luo Cloth is formidable. I don't know if that True Qi fell into his hands. It would be inappropriate to ask directly; I'd better just drop it."

A white ocean appeared beneath his feet, and a small mountain peeked out. On top stood a simple Taoist temple. Before Realized Pu Yu landed, he spoke, giving an order, "Bring me that Gao Xuanming Frost!"

The East Sea.

The sea churned with raging waves, and hundreds of sword shadows, like fish, darted across the surface. Gloomy clouds completely shrouded the sun. Waves surged skyward, and the entire sea area was enveloped in a misty haze.

The grand formation that had originally shrouded everything now revealed its true form, emitting bursts of golden light, resisting the magical artifacts launched by the surrounding people. The red-clad woman had a complex expression as she sacrificed the petal-shaped ritual artifact in her hand, knocking several magical artifacts out of the sky.

The Feng brothers beside Bi Yuzhuang each wielded spells, blocking most of the incoming magical light. The few remaining attacks that slipped through merely caused faint ripples on the grand formation, doing no significant harm.

Yet Bi Yuzhuang was uneasy.

Wang Fu was already in a perilous situation. But he was, after all, a direct descendant of Changxiao, and there was no reason for him to die in just three to five moves. He endured fifty rounds, consecutively deploying three talismans. Even the life-preserving Purple Mansion Talisman was forced out by Bi Yuzhuang, who also neutralized it with a pre-prepared talisman.

However, outside the formation, there was a bustling commotion; it turned out the cultivators from Qingzhou Market had arrived. Bi Yuzhuang's heart seized, and she was about to end the battle quickly. Unexpectedly, the grand formation shook violently, nearly shattering.

"This is bad..." The grand formation in Bi Yuzhuang's hand was a treasure called Yellow Silk. It was a formation plate of the Auspicious Qi path, considered outstanding even among Foundation Establishment artifacts. Theoretically, it should have been able to hold for a while without issue.

But as soon as the cultivators arrived, the grand formation began to shake ceaselessly. Bi Yuzhuang immediately realized something was wrong. Her spiritual sense connected to the formation plate, and a careful look revealed that eight cultivators led the group, each holding a gleaming golden cone, and another held a jade talisman that linked the eight cones.

"Engraved Gold Profound Gale Wedge!" Bi Yuzhuang's discernment was exceptional; she recognized the origin of this magical artifact at a glance. It was a treasure of the Golden Feather Sect, a formation-breaking artifact as renowned as the Azure Pond Sect's Thunder Annihilation Formation-Breaking Wedge!

Not to mention how valuable formation plates like Yellow Silk are—they can be deployed at any time, are priceless, and the loss if this artifact breaks them is immense. Yellow Silk absolutely could not withstand more than nine strikes from the Engraved Gold Profound Gale Wedge! It would be over in just ten breaths.

Once this formation broke, not only would the cultivators surge in, but Wang Fu's numerous escape methods in his storage bag would immediately become useful. Li Qinghong and the others were also secretly assisting. In Bi Yuzhuang's view, even if Wang Fu escaped, they could not let their own whereabouts be exposed.

Bi Yuzhuang had no choice but to lead the Feng brothers out of the formation to meet the enemy, blocking the Engraved Gold Profound Gale Wedge for the grand formation.

She didn't believe Wang Fu would escape this calamity because of this. Yet the profound worry in her heart remained unresolved; it was not for Wang Fu, but for her own Realized Master.

"Why is Golden Feather's Engraved Gold Profound Gale Wedge here? And how did these people find them... Changxiao must have made a move... I'm afraid it will ruin Realized Master's plans..."

She knew that once she left the formation, Realized Heng Xing would undoubtedly stay to guard it. Although Bi Yuzhuang only partially understood her Realized Master's schemes, the current situation was clearly not good.

While her mind churned with thoughts outside the formation, inside the formation, the outcome was gradually being decided.

Wang Fu's robes fluttered, and the flesh beneath was riddled with wounds. Lightning flowed and crackled across his skin, and his eyes were bloodshot. The pounding outside the grand formation was deafening, yet Wang Fu showed no hint of joy.

Before him, Li Qinghong stood, treading on thunder, wielding lightning. Chen Xuanyu held a dark treasure sword, his expression calm.

"Fellow Daoist Li!" Wang Fu looked gravely at Li Qinghong, his voice hoarse, his expression even showing a hint of frankness. A large bell around him flew out, swaying, blocking part of the sky-filled sword qi. He gasped for breath and asked,

"I know in my heart that I have become a pawn. It must be that my private association with Minghui was exposed to the Realized Master... He hates Jin Lian, and thus he wants me dead..."

As he spoke, a deeper thought seemed to cross his eyes, and he whispered, "I just don't understand what I did to offend your esteemed clan... that you would come to kill me."

Li Qinghong exhaled deeply, not answering him. With one hand, her long spear pointed diagonally, and six silver-white profound-patterned tokens revolved around her other hand. Chen Xuanyu's sword essence became more potent, and he said in a slightly lower voice, "Ignore him. Be wary of a trick."

Seeing her silence, Wang Fu said bitterly, "Changxiao was unwilling to find Purple Mansion cultivation methods for me, and I don't resent him for that. But why wouldn't he let me seek it myself! Shaoyang is the orthodox lineage of Daliang. If I don't inquire in the north, how else can I find my path!"

Li Qinghong merely felt his words were somewhat deliberate. While directing silver-white lightning to erupt and thunderously strike Wang Fu's large bell, she mused to herself:

"Although Purple Mansion cultivators are powerful, unless they traverse the Void to enter the formation, they cannot know what is happening inside through the grand formation. Inside this grand formation, Changxiao cannot hear or see anything..."

She observed quietly, her spiritual sense repeatedly searching through the lightning. Finally, she vaguely spotted a jade stone on his storage bag, flickering with magical light, and secretly made a mental note of it.

Chen Xuanyu, standing by, no longer allowed him to speak further. He unleashed graceful sword light from his hand, and a torrential downpour of sword rain surged forward. It struck the large bell, making it clang loudly, and thunder also poured down like rain. Wang Fu felt as if his entire body was being cut by knives and had no choice but to raise the large bell that had always protected his body.

He was at his wit's end, with few moves left. Chen Xuanyu had anticipated this. A golden ring flew from his sleeve, transforming into a swift golden shadow that descended. With a loud "dong," the great bell's light dimmed, and its magical glow completely dissipated.

Wang Fu's heart had just been startled. He suddenly felt his face burning as if exposed to the scorching sun, and a soaring heat. In mid-air, a white light inexplicably appeared, coalescing from nothing into a towering, majestic Bright Pass.

The Pass shimmered with brilliant light, gathered in the clouds. It crashed down with lightning speed. Wang Fu, caught at an awkward moment, ultimately couldn't react in time, and lamented inwardly, "There's still another person!"

Li Ximing had been hiding in the clouds of Heng Zhu Dao all along, intended as a backup to prevent Wang Fu's escape. This strike was long premeditated, powerful and heavy. And with the high grade of the Huang Yuan Pass, its main body solidly struck Wang Fu.

Wang Fu's magical power was already insufficient. This single blow immediately dispersed all his magical power, and several magical artifacts could no longer be maintained. The Huang Yuan Pass powerfully landed on the sea surface, emitting a series of explosive sounds.

"Boom!"

Li Ximing dared not be careless and fully activated it, firmly suppressing Wang Fu. Li Qinghong dispersed her lightning and descended with Chen Xuanyu. More than half of Wang Fu's body was immobilized under the light. His concentrated magical power was continuously dispersed by the eroding force of the Huang Yuan Pass. His head remained exposed, unable to move.

The Li family, of course, dared not kill him directly. The middle-aged man saw their concerns and said softly, "I'll do it."

Sword essence flowed on his sword, and with one strike, he ended Wang Fu's life. Li Qinghong moved her long spear, picking up his storage bag. Li Ximing dispersed his magical power, retrieved Wang Fu's corpse, untied his robe, and took out a small, silver-white box from the sleeve.

"Hmm?"

This was not the time for investigation. He suppressed his unease and, along with the other two, concealed himself in the clouds. Abnormal phenomena were slowly emerging in the sky: strong winds rose on all sides, and demonic sounds buzzed.

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