Chapter 81: Waiting For A Miracle
Qi Huan didn’t have the strength to investigate so many problems now. The only thought in her heart was that she couldn’t let Dan Jie get another Resurrection Pill, the very least she could do now was not be captured by him. She told Xu Kong Zi that she wanted to leave, thinking that he would agree, instead, he actually shook his head and denied the proposal.
“Huan Zi, your analysis of the deity world is right. I have to warn you about some things. Mount Shu belongs to the Dongliu Palace of the deity world, and the emperor of Dongliu Palace, Emperor Zixiao is the god of the Nine Heavens. But this Emperor Zixiao had a rival, Emperor Biliu. The two were of equal status. The Kun Lun Sect is under Emperor Biliu, a member of the Biyue Palace. This time Mount Shu Dan Jie isn’t the only one who came down, but also Kun Lun Dao An. If they dare to make a move at my Qing Yun Sect, I will make them both suffer.” A golden light flashed in Xu Kong Zi’s eyes. Qi Huan looked at him and felt that something was wrong, his ling qi felt a bit strange.
“Shifu, you…”
“Alas, you also noticed it too.” Xu Kong Zi glanced at Qi Huan, then sighed with a wry smile, “When I blocked Dan Jie that day, my action itself had already threatened the Nine Sects, the people above also found out about it. I wanted to drag it out for a while, but unfortunately the deity clerk in the sky came down yesterday, so I will have to ascend in a few days.” If this happened at other times, an ascension was not a big deal. After all, there were still two more elders in Qing Yun Mountain, but right now they were dealing with deities as their opponent, so Xu Kongzi’s journey had become even more troublesome. If anything was not handled well, the Qing Yun Sect would be destroyed.
“So troublesome! Then, shifu, will those two immortal emperors bother you after you ascend?” Qi Huan sat cross-legged on the grass field, looking at Xu Kong Zi.
“No. Our Qing Yun Sect’s ancestor is also an immortal/deity of the Nine Heavens. Although our disciples are not attached to any palace gates in the sky, we are not just for display, otherwise, why do you think Qing Yun Sect has a spot among the largest noble cultivators sects?” Since he was about to ascend soon, Xu Kong Zi didn’t care about the consequences of letting Qi Huan know some heaven’s secrets. She was such a treasured apprentice. When he ascended, she would be left alone so he couldn’t just let her be illiterate, without knowing any history. Therefore, Xu Kong Zi was ready to teach Qi Huan any possible way he could.
“That’s good then. Then, shifu, how do you plan to deal with Dan Jie and Dao An?” Qi Huan felt relieved to know that Qing Yun Sect also had a tyrannical ancestor, so she immediately discussed tactical issues with Xu Kong Zi.
Xu Kong Zi’s tactics were not complicated though. He only said one sentence, “If two parties fight, the third party wins.” He wanted to use Qi Huan’s Resurrection Pill to draw both of them out, and let them fight, then Xu Kong Zi would sneak from behind.
He didn’t think that a sneak attack was a shameless tactic, but he kept telling Qi Huan that in a fight, it didn’t matter if the opponent’s strength was higher or lower than her, the most appropriate tactic was to beat him from behind, cover his face, then hit him at the most vulnerable part, and lastly, use magical tools to hit the opponent two or three more times.
After talking for a long time, Qi Huan understood quite a lot, and the admiration she had for her shifu was simply surging. She finally understood what Xu Kong Zi had been studying for so many years. Her Senior Uncle studied elixirs and another Senior Uncle studied refining equipment. But her shifu, that wretched researcher, he was simply the founder of wretched tactics.
Although killing deities was a very serious crime, it still depended on the situation. After all, these two were guilty of the laws of heaven. Although they would become enemies at that time, Xu Kong Zi didn’t bother about it too much since he hadn’t had the chance to get revenge, now that the jar was broken, he wouldn’t care too much about the consequences anymore, leave that for next time when he ascended.
Qi Huan was also very in favor of her shifu’s plan. The only problem right now was how to take the pill out of Little Yin’s mouth. Little Yin probably knew that everyone was trying to take the pill from it, Qi Huan noticed that its opened mouth was slowly closing, and it looked like it was going to swallow the pill.
Xu Kong Zi couldn’t help with this problem. He really didn’t have the courage to help. Finally, he patted Qi Huan on the shoulder and said, “Huan Zi, you have a long way to go, you must work out.” Then, he patted his butt and left.
In order to trick Little Yin for the pill, Qi Huan deliberately gave a lot of compliments and good words, but unfortunately it didn’t even bother to open its eyes. Finally, she sent the little fox to “seduce” Little Yin. Although both of them were male, Little Yin was really good to the little fox, so Qi Huan could only try her luck, otherwise she wouldn’t dare to open the snake’s mouth and grab the pill. A vegetarian monk had already dared to kill people, let alone a vegetarian snake!
The little fox’s tactic was better than ten of Qi Huan’s tricks. It approached Little Yin’s melon head, and lightly scratched it with its paw. And just like that Little Yin obediently spat out the Resurrection Pill. It is indeed true that the wicked have their own evils. Qi Huan took the pill and kissed the little fox several times. Little Yin’s eyes flickered, it let out a “hmph”, returned to its silver snake form and crawled into Qi Huan’s room to sleep.
Qi Huan took a look into her room and found that Little Yin had occupied her soft and comfortable bed. She didn’t mind though, instead, she took the pill and went to look for her shifu.
Three days later, the news that Kun Lun disciples received a Resurrection Pill spread through the entire cultivation world. The result was beyond Qi Huan and Xu Kong Zi’s expectations. There were even more people who wanted the pill than they thought. There were people from Kun Lun, Mount Shu, and even from overseas noble cultivation sects, not to mention, the people from inland noble cultivation sects had already gone crazy, hearing the news. Devil cultivators and monster cultivators all rushed to Kun Lun. Everyone wanted the Resurrection Pill.
There’s a saying that goes, if you want to catch the wolf, you have to be ready to put up an effort. Xu Kong Zi put the pill on an elder who left Kun Lun for some foreign affairs. Sure enough, the news spread not long after he returned. There was no impermeable wall in this world. No matter how powerful Dao An was, how many waves of attacks could he stand alone.
Qi Huan didn’t plan to take back that Resurrection Pill anymore. She wanted to see how many lives would be killed this time. She was not a normal noble cultivator anyway. Tianjie was not important to her at all now, and she was not afraid to ruin her own virtue. If these people die, they should be blamed for their greed.
“Young Master, it has been confirmed that the news from the Kun Lun Sect is true. The Resurrection Pill is indeed in Dao An’s hands, but his situation does not seem to be very good. There are at least seven dacheng cultivators having eyes on him. I am afraid that Dan Jie is also waiting for the moment Dao An can’t bear anymore, and then he will make a move to bargain.” Inside the Heavenly Devil Sect, Ming Du Tian carefully watched the expressionless Mo Ye. Ever since Qi Huan’s sudden departure, Mo Ye’s temper had become more and more unpredictable. Even if he was smiling, Ming Du Tian could still feel a lingering fear.
“Ye, here, have a cup of tea.” Before Mo Ye could speak, a slender woman in white walked over, with a palpitating smile on her face. Unfortunately, Mo Ye’s eyes didn’t stay looking at her stunning face for an extra second.
“Where is she?” Mo Ye reached out and took the tea cup handed over by the white-clothed woman. He did not drink it though, he just put it on the coffee table aside.
Although the smile was still on the woman’s face, she indeed felt a bit bitter.
“…She was rescued and brought back to Qing Yun Mountain by an oversea cultivator named Jin Xiu.” Ming Du Tian raised his head and glanced at Mo Ye. He was relieved when he noticed that this news didn’t cause any reaction on his Young Master’s face. He secretly scolded Chi Yi and the others for having no conscience. Knowing that Mo Ye’s mood had been fluctuating recently, they just threw all the news they found to him, forcing him to report to Mo Ye alone. Although he knew that Mo Ye would not kill him, he really couldn’t bear this abnormal pressure!
“Get out.” Mo Ye stood up, his eyes calmly glanced at Ming Du Tian.
“Yes.” Ming Du Tian, who was given the order, ran out of the hall, like an athlete sprinting a 100 meters, vowing that he would never lose bet to Chi Yi and the others next time. He would never want to suffer this kind of pressure again!
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“Ye, who are you talking about? When are we going home?” The white-clothed woman walked to Mo Ye, her soft body pressed against his back, her pale arms wrapped around his waist, and her face rubbing gently against his face.
“Remember your identity. Go out if there’s nothing else.” Mo Ye forcibly pulled her arm away without any pity. Although he was smiling, the coldness in his eyes was enough to scare anyone away.
“Ye, are you blaming me for recognizing you as your father… Ah… Ye!”
Mo Ye strangled the woman’s snow-white neck, the smile on his face became colder, “Don’t force me to do anything rebellious, don’t try to be smart in front of me.”
“I, I understand.” The woman’s tender pale hands tried hard to pull away from his gri[, but it was of no avail.
“Go out.” After releasing his hand, Mo Ye didn’t even look at the woman. He walked out of the hall. The teacup that was brought by the woman just now, shattered, and tea spilled on the table, giving out a faintly sweet smell, a smell that was not tea.
With her hand on her neck that had turned purple with bruises, the woman sat on the ground and sobbed, but it was a pity that no one dared to approach her. They all kept their distance.