Daoist Master of Qing Xuan

Chapter 190: Nether Aid Scripture

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

His white clothes were white as snow and clouds, and there was not even a speck of dust on it. The youth was staring at the murky water, and his sight seemed to extend endlessly. A mountain appeared amidst the mist, and the mountain range was huge, and it extended without end.

It made one wondered if there were wide rivers on the other side of the mountain, or if there was land. However, the youth knew clearly what was on the other side of the mountain. Many years ago, he had come from the other side.

There were some places in this world that only existed in legends. There were not many people who saw it. These places were born with the heavens and earth, it remained ancient and unchanged.

This mountain was one of them. A lot of people knew of its name, but they had never seen it with their eyes before. The name of the mountain was “Mount Yin”. At the foot of the mountain, the river water from the netherworld flew endlessly, and the waist of the mountain was surrounded by clouds.

The youth was at a position called the “Yin of Mount Yin”. It was somewhere that could never see the sun. After sending the resentful spirits that jumped out of the river back into the yellowish river water, the youth turned into a flash of red light along with his scarlet throne. Within moments, he was at hundred miles away.

This was a camp on the bank. When the youth appeared, the soldier on guard asked, “Who is the visitor?”

The youth fished out a blood-red token and showed it to the soldier. The token gave off a strong pressure that made the soldier shivered upon seeing it.

He immediately ran into the camp and a group of soldiers followed. The one of led the group was a General who wore dark-red armor. The pressure he gave off could rival that of a human Huandan cultivator.

One of the General seemed to have half of his face shaved off, and the white bones were visible. When he smiled, it was extremely creepy. “Huangquan Token, Dear esteemed guest, may I know which Path Master are you under, and what are you doing here?” He asked.

Even though his tone was respectful, but his creepy eyes were sizing the youth on the scarlet throne. It was unclear what his thoughts were. Moreover, there were many trenches on his armor, and the tracks on it were abstruse. Occasionally, some Qi of heaven and earth flew in the trenches, and it was clear that this was not a normal item.

The soldiers all had spiritual vibrations and were akin the human cultivators who attained the state of Qiaodong. Those who were stronger were almost at the state of “Chushen Ruhua”.

Even with just these few people, they were as good as one small sect in the human realm.

These people were part of the Huangquan Demon Army, and were part of the exterior influence of the Huangquan Demon Sect. There were a few hundreds of such tents along the river bank. The Huangquan Demon Sect was a strong influence in the heaven and earth. Due to the obstructing force on Yin Mountain, they could not go out and did not show their faces in the world.

When Lu Jiuyuan attained Dao, he had sneaked into the nest of the Huangquan Demon Sect, Shen Luo Hall. He was trying to steal a scripture. However, he was caught by one of the Path Masters who was guarding the Huangquan Demon Sect, Daoist Wujian. Both of them had a fight. In the end, Lu Jiuyuan did not manage to bring the scripture out. This showed that the Huangquan Demon Sect had their own supreme techniques as well, and they held their own against Lu Jiuyuan.

However, Daoist Wujian had mysteriously disappeared eight hundred years ago. His position as a Path Master was replaced by his disciple, Daoist Youjian.

The Huangquan Demon Sect had three branches, and it was known as the “Three Paths”. They were “Hell”, “Hungry Ghosts”, and “Animals”. Each of the Path Master had impressive powers.

The Path Master of the Path of Hungry Ghost was a Guixian who had countless years in cultivation, and his supernatural powers were mysterious and unpredictable.

The Path Master of the Path of Animals was from the demonic clan and was alleged to be close to being the Great Demon Sage. This Path Master apparently had superb capabilities.

Both of Daoist Wujian and Daoist Youjian were the Path Master of the Path of Hell. Unfortunately, Daoist Youjian’s attainment in cultivation could not match up to that of Daoist Wujian. The former sneaked into the human realm and got himself in trouble. He ended up returning with serious injuries that he had never recovered from.

The Huangquan Demon army should by right obey the instructions of the three Path Masters. In reality, they were segregated into three groups by the three Path Masters, and each Path Master was entitled to their own army. This was an unspoken rule that was never made public. However, when Daoist Youjian got badly injured, he could no longer keep some of the strong Generals under him in check. A lot of his soldiers had gone on to join the other two Path Masters or to remain neutral without flocking to any of the Path Masters.

In fact, a few very powerful Generals had the intention of replacing Daoist Youjian altogether, and become the new Path Master.

Actually, if the two Path Masters set their mind to it, they could have easily taken over the Demon army under the Path of Hell. However, those two still cared about their past relationship with Daoist Wujian and did not think of taking over the Demon army. They did not give it many thoughts.

This created the current predicament faced by the Demon army under the Path of Hell. After all, not all of the Generals wanted to flock to other Path Masters. They valued the freedom they had now, without being under anyone. After all, the two Path Masters had not done anything with him yet, which was why he pretended to not know anything.

He thought he would give it his best if he were to receive any instruction from any Path Master. As long as the river water will never dry up, the source of Demon army would be safe and he had nothing to lose.

Despite that, the Demon army was birthed from the resentful spirits in the netherworld, but the soldiers would still die. Otherwise, the Huangquan Demon army would have filled the entire river bank by now.

The General of this camp was one of those who took a neutral stance.

The presence of Huangquan Token did not send him into waves of panic. He wanted to see which Path Master was the person under before deciding on his next course of action. The Huangquan Token was made by the Sect Master of Huangquan Sect back when they still had a Sect Master. Until the last Sect Master transcended beyond the mortal world and left without leaving behind the foundational martial exercise, “Nether Aid Scripture”, the sect lost all sense of directions. As it did not have a leader, the three Path Masters took over temporarily. The cohesion force was lost, and they were constantly suppressed by the Buddhist sects on Yin Mountain.

“My Master is Daoist Youjian. This camp would be under my command from now on,” the youth replied calmly.

“We have always been under the command of the Path Master. Since you are a disciple of the Path Master, we would not mind being under your command. May I know how should I address you?” The ghost mask commander replied.

The youth stared at him and replied gently, “My real name is Ye Liuyun, but my Master gave me a Daoist name, “Ming He”. However, I don’t really like the name. So, you can address me as “Honored Master”. Perhaps you did not understand what I meant, I’m saying that all of you can only listen to my command from now on.”

“I am afraid that this won’t do. We have always been a part of the Huangquan Demon Sect, and we will never be under the command of a single person only,” the ghost mask commander replied with a sterner tone.

Despite how good he made it sound like, the real reason was because Ye Liuyun was merely Daoist Youjian’s disciple. Right now, Daoist Youjian’s cultivation deteriorated significantly, and most of the Generals did not bother themselves with him. Even his most trusted aides had either left or betrayed him. Why would he bother flaming the cold stove that was Daoist Youjian then?

“That’s a shame. I shall send you to meet your death,” Ye Liuyun sighed.

He waved his sleeve and there was a blood-colored ray that flashed past. The ghost face commander did not have time to react. The blood-colored ray circled his neck like a thread, and there was a solid thud as his head fell to the ground. A wisp of green smoke emerged from his body. That was his spirit. However, it merely struggled for a while before it exploded. The blood-colored ray rolled it up and returned to Ye Liuyun’s sleeve.

The ghost face commander was someone akin to a Huandan cultivator, and yet he was defeated by Ye Liuyun so easily.

If Shen Lian was here, he would have realized that the breath within Ye Liuyun’s blood-colored ray was similar to the sword will created by his Grandmaster Yuanqing.