Chapter 191
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Chapter 191: A Storm Approaches
In the Demon Subduing Cave,
On the altar surrounded by eight demon-sealing pillars, Bai Susu’s smile faded, and her star-like eyes brimmed with icy coldness.
In the next moment, a flash of light appeared in front of the altar, and a plain-clothed elder suddenly materialized.
He appeared extremely aged, with hair and beard as white as snow, a frail frame, and a withered face that seemed as though a gust of wind could topple him.
Yet, his eyes shone with a bright, lively spirit, embodying both the wisdom of ages and a childlike purity, radiating a unique aura that set him apart from ordinary folk!
The plain-clothed elder held a gnarled wooden staff, his gaze sweeping the surroundings before he subtly furrowed his brow.
He then respectfully bowed to Bai Susu on the altar: “Greetings, senior.”
Bai Susu lightly raised her delicate hand, brushing aside the strands of hair that fell across her forehead, and inquired lightly, “What brings you here?”
The plain-clothed elder offered a faint smile: “A young cultivator recently noticed that the Eight Lock Demon Sealing Formation appeared to have been disturbed, prompting me to investigate. I apologize for the intrusion, senior.”
Bai Susu responded with a languid tone, “Then proceed with your inspection.”
The plain-clothed elder shook his head: “There’s no need.”
He had already examined the area and found nothing amiss.
After a brief hesitation, the plain-clothed elder ventured, “Senior, how have you been faring of late?”
Bai Susu chuckled softly: “There’s no need for subtlety. Since I’ve agreed to cooperate with you, I won’t renege on my promise. Do you think I wish to remain in this desolate place?”
The plain-clothed elder expressed his regret: “It was merely an overcaution on the part of the young cultivator!”
“I’ve always been curious…”
Bai Susu turned her gaze, a peculiar light flickering in her eyes: “With a clever heart and the imminent growth of a fourth tail, why tether yourself to the modest vessel of the Yunyang Sect when the vastness of Heaven and Earth awaits?”
The plain-clothed elder paused, then sighed: “The Yunyang Sect has shielded me for five hundred years; I can only repay this debt with my life.”
Bai Susu smiled: “Such loyalty and righteousness! So, when do you intend to act?”
“Soon.”
The plain-clothed elder bowed as he replied: “I ask for your patience a while longer, senior.”
“Hmm.”
Bai Susu’s lips curved slightly: “Having waited over eight hundred years, a little longer is of no consequence.”
The plain-clothed elder exhaled in relief and stepped back: “Then I shall take my leave.”
With a flash of light, he disappeared without a trace.
“Little fox!”
Bai Susu sneered, her eyes resting on the golden staff impaling the serpent tail: “Old Xuan Yuan, your jailer is on the brink of rebellion, and you, who claim to have foreseen every twist in the world, surely didn’t miss this?”
The golden staff suddenly radiated a blinding light, swaying violently from side to side.
Bai Susu, anchored to the altar by the serpent tail, felt blood begin to seep from where it joined the staff.
Bai Susu’s smile twisted instantly, and veins throbbed on her otherwise flawless forehead.
She was clearly enduring immense pain.
Yet, instead of succumbing, she burst into loud laughter: “Old Xuan Yuan, deceiving the world is nothing more than this!”
Her laughter was filled with boundless resentment and indignation!
At this moment, Wang Chen had already returned to his home.
He had left with Yuan Yuan.
Now he returned alone.
The sense of loss and sorrow lingered in his heart, unable to dissipate.
Unknowingly, the little guy had become an indispensable part of his life.
How could he remain indifferent after such a sudden separation?
But Wang Chen, with the experience of two lifetimes, possessed a resolute will. He did not indulge in his emotions but instead sealed his longing for Yuan Yuan deep within his heart.
Reality was unyielding; life had to go on. He had to learn to accept in order to persevere!
When reason replaced emotion and regained its dominance in his mind,
Wang Chen recalled Bai Susu’s warning—there would soon be a great upheaval in the Yunyang Sect!
Given the great beast’s identity and strength, he did not believe the other party was merely trying to scare him.
There was no reason to deceive him!
Thus, the question arose: what would happen in the Yunyang Sect?
And how should he respond?
Once again, Wang Chen felt his own weakness.
Though he did not feel much allegiance to the Yunyang Sect, it had provided him with a haven, allowing him to live and cultivate in peace.
Especially after entering the inner sect, his life had become far more comfortable than before.
It had only been a short time!
And now trouble was brewing again?
After much contemplation, Wang Chen decided to go to Peach Blossom Valley to seek answers from his master, Changchun.
However, to his surprise, after making three trips back and forth and spending most of the day in Peach Blossom Valley,
Wang Chen still did not see Changchun.
He held a peach wood talisman; as long as he passed through the peach blossom formation, Changchun would know he had come.
Though Changchun had sometimes appeared late in the past,
never before had Wang Chen made three trips without catching a glimpse of him!
So, Wang Chen ascended Sunset Peak, visiting Elder Changchun’s cave dwelling as an ordinary inner sect disciple.
But the door disciple informed him that Elder Changchun had entered closed-door cultivation.
As for when he would exit the hidden chamber, that was unknown.
Even though Changchun was in seclusion, it had no substantial impact on Wang Chen.
Meanwhile, the Yunyang Sect remained calm both inside and out, showing no signs of trouble.
Yet, the gloom in his heart refused to dissipate.
He always felt as though a storm was on the horizon!
This feeling reached its peak a few days later when Wang Chen took Mu Kui for maintenance.
During this period, he devoted most of his time to cultivation, particularly focusing on the Practice of the Thunderbolt sword technique.
As a result, he entrusted the cultivation of the fifty acres of spirit fields entirely to Mu Kui.
The mechanical puppets were in frequent use, so they required regular maintenance; otherwise, they could easily wear out and fail.
Wang Chen knew nothing about this, so he naturally entrusted the task to a professional.
Therefore, he sought help from Pang Zitong.
After all, Mu Kui was built by Pang Zitong.
This senior brother had a good character and didn’t charge Wang Chen much in spirit stones at the time, even agreeing to help with maintenance for free.
Wang Chen didn’t intend to let him work for nothing.
After contacting him through the letter of crane paper, the two met at the Pang family Workshop in Yunlong City.
“Recently, our clan has taken on a big project,”
Pang Zitong complained as soon as they met. “The Workshop is short-staffed, and I’ve been pulled in to help. I haven’t slept in three days and nights!”
Wang Chen’s heart skipped a beat, and he swallowed the words he wanted to say.
“You came to find me for puppet maintenance, right?”
Despite his complaints, Pang Zitong was still very eager to help Wang Chen: “Leave it to me, and I’ll finish it for you as quickly as I can!”
“Thank you, senior brother.”
Wang Chen thought for a moment and then handed Mu Kui to him: “I appreciate it.”
Pang Zitong smiled: “It’s just a small task, no need to be so polite.”
He added, “Everything in the city is rising in price; spiritual rice, elixirs, talismans, and magical tools have all gone up by ten to twenty percent. If you have any stored food, don’t be in a hurry to sell. It might go up even more.”
“If you need anything, be sure to prepare early.”
Wang Chen replied in a deep voice: “Thank you for the reminder, senior brother.”
He indeed needed to be prepared!
