Chapter 54

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Chapter 54

The Fate Mirror is a divine object that Xie Fuzhi, as the Phoenix, had heard of but had never seen. He never imagined that such a thing would be in Liaokong’s hands.

"Chuyou, can I see it?" Xie Fuzhi assumed this belonged to Yun Chuyou. If it were Liaokong’s, he would take it without hesitation, regardless of the other person’s feelings.

But now it was given to Yun Chuyou by Liaokong. In front of his beloved disciple, Xie Fuzhi, as a teacher, was always very gentle. He respected Yun Chuyou’s wishes.

Yun Chuyou was taken aback. She did not understand the Fate Mirror, as it was not mentioned in the original script, but seeing Xie Fuzhi’s interest, she naturally accepted it.

"Thank you, Master Liaokong. I will accept it without hesitation."

She took the gray, ancient mirror and handed it over to Xie Fuzhi.

The latter examined it closely, looking at it from all sides, but no matter how he looked, he thought it was just an ordinary mirror.

He immediately changed his tone, "Liaokong, my disciple did not save others for your treasure. If you cannot give it, then don’t. What does it mean to use something like this to fool people?"

Liaokong still smiled kindly, "Thank you, benefactor. A monk does not tell lies. This is indeed the Fate Mirror, but it has recognized its owner. When I accidentally obtained it, it took on this strange appearance. However, Yun Tan should have some connection with it."

Xie Fuzhi was half-convinced, "You still cannot marry or have children; you have betrayed the sect and mixed with Liu Ruyi."

How can you still say that monks do not tell lies? The Buddha Child from back then abandoned the Buddhist sect for a charming and fickle female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect.

Stabbed so directly in the heart, Liaokong’s smile quickly faded.

Xie Fuzhi seemed completely unaware of the other’s unhappy expression and continued to chatter, "The partner you loved so deeply back then, if you say you forgot, you forgot; if you say you will stab us, who knows if you will actually do it."

The Phoenix clan is different; a male phoenix who has feelings would never commit such betrayal. Even if they lost their memory, they would never harm their loved ones.

The smile vanished completely from Liaokong’s face and shifted to Li Baiyi’s face: this guy speaks harshly about himself but is quite pleasant when talking about others.

Watching Xie Fuzhi repeatedly stab Liaokong with words, Yun Chuyou suddenly imagined Meng He. She thought, after correcting Meng He so many times, he still hadn’t changed at all—turns out he learned it all from Master Xie Fuzhi.

She had valid suspicions that, in the original script, Meng He, as the chief disciple of the Qingxu Sect, could attract hatred entirely because of his sharp tongue.

In a certain space, Meng He, who had swung his sword at the wooden puppet countless times, sneezed and was hit in the abdomen by the puppet at that moment.

At first, the wooden puppet just stood there. Once Meng He practiced enough, it began to defend itself passively. Now the puppet had entered the active attack stage, and Meng He had already taken quite a few hits.

However, as a demon race skilled in battle, fighting was almost in his nature. The more he was hit, the more excited Meng He became, feeling a rush to fight even harder.

Meng He would only be released when he could completely defeat this puppet with the qualities of a Sword God using the new sword skills he had learned.

Of course, if Xie Fuzhi searched for this disciple like he did for Yun Chuyou, he could save the beaten Meng He in advance from outside, but Xie Fuzhi had no intention of doing that.

That being said, although Xie Fuzhi’s words were quite hurtful, the master had the tolerance to not retaliate. Instead, he simply muttered a Buddhist chant, and then the entire space shook, causing both Yun Chuyou and Xie Fuzhi to instantly disappear from this somewhat unstable pure white space.

If Xie Fuzhi continued speaking, Liaokong worried that he would become angry, so it was best to just not see it and send the master and disciple away.

When they were teleported out, Xie Fuzhi timely grabbed Yun Chuyou’s hand to prevent them from being forcibly separated like before.

Before being teleported, Li Baiyi gave Yun Chuyou an antique-style brass storage ring, containing materials he had intended for her earlier, along with a few jade slips that recorded some of his findings in the way of the sword.

Of course, this jade slip’s power is a one-time gift. After Yun Chuyou opens it, only she can read it, and it cannot be easily copied for others.

Among the pile of items, Yun Chuyou saw a familiar bell, the bell Xie Fuzhi disliked was finally sent over by Li Baiyi, and it could be seen as a little annoyance for Xie Fuzhi from Liu Ruyi.

Yun Chuyou looked at the green grass outside; they were not only teleported from the small space, but also out of Sword King Palace.

Cultivators that came out cannot be teleported back in, but at this moment, most cultivators within Sword King Palace had gained something.

Some cultivators outside moved closer to Yun Chuyou, obviously planning to take treasure from her and Xie Fuzhi.

After all, Yun Chuyou was not wearing the robes of the big sects’ disciples, making it clear she was an easy target.

There were many of them, and they were not afraid even if they faced a Golden Core expert at full power.

Yun Chuyou did not plan to play dumb. She released the aura of a nascent soul cultivator, causing the nearby cultivators to freeze in shock but quickly move away, pretending they had never thought of robbing her.

Xie Fuzhi stood next to Yun Chuyou and said, "These people had bad intentions. Chuyou, you should have taken action first. How could you let them go so easily?"

"It is quite normal for cultivators to be interested in treasures; they are still sensible about their actions."

If they were truly the kind of habitual criminals who kill for treasures, then a mere Nascent Soul Stage would not scare so many people away. The fact that they chose to back down suggests they did not plan to kill and steal, but only wanted to grab the treasure.

It is ironic to say, but the world of cultivation follows the rule of survival of the fittest. When the weak accidentally gain great fortune, if they are not careful and do not hide it well, they may invite deadly trouble.

The path of cultivation is hard to walk; after all, it involves many lives. Unless it is an existence filled with malice, Yun Chuyou generally does not take action against others. She mostly defends and counters passively.

Xie Fuzhi sighed again, ‘Chuyou really has a kind heart.’ But it is alright; he can protect Yun Chuyou’s kindness.

Yun Chuyou fiddled with the communication tool, but there was no response from the other end. This place is not far from the Sword King Palace, and one can see the splendid palace bathed in golden light with the naked eye.

It seems that my junior brothers and sisters are still trapped in the Sword King Palace. In the original storyline, the male lead, Ye Xuanye, will soon receive the inheritance from the Sword King Palace and gain the rights to this secret realm, becoming its master.

The female lead, Song Mingzhu, obtained a shabby-looking sword from the Sword Tomb, which does not compare in reputation to the treasured sword that Ye Xuanye received.

The latter received a famous sword once used by Li Baiyi, but in reality, the sword Song Mingzhu got is more powerful. In the latter part of the story, she uses this divine sword to kill the main antagonist of the book, a phoenix with the bloodline of a Mythical Beast.

Thinking of this, Yun Chuyou tightened her grip on Xie Fuzhi’s hand. So many things had changed in this life; her master should not follow the path of destruction like in the original story.

After all, in the original story, it said that all of Xie Fuzhi’s disciples had died, and there was no hope of revival for the Qingxu Sect. For the ancient demon who was stubborn and vengeful, he did not care whether the young ones were innocent; since the spiritual world destroyed the Qingxu Sect, he would bury the entire spiritual world with it.

Although it was indiscriminate revenge, in the original story, Xie Fuzhi did not kill ordinary people. These weak ordinary people were always the victims of the cultivators’ battles. As long as the cultivators were still powerful, a few cities’ worth of ordinary people could not stand up to even one nascent soul cultivator.

Moreover, as the main antagonist with a significant role, the disciples of her sect all survived until they reached at least the Nascent Soul Stage before they died.

Yu Jiu was the strongest of them all. Unlike the background-less Meng He and Zhong Wei, Yu Jiu was a natural-born ghost child, the heir of the Ghost Realm, who fought his way to become the ghost king and was still causing trouble near the end.

However, by that time, the ghost king was no longer a disciple of the Qingxu Sect, so Xie Fuzhi, the leader of the Qingxu Sect, took the opportunity to tidy up his own sect. This means that in the original story, Yu Jiu did not die at the hands of others, but rather at Xie Fuzhi’s hands.

"Chuyou, is there something dirty on my face?"

Noticing Yun Chuyou’s gaze, Xie Fuzhi nervously wiped his face.

"It’s nothing. I was just thinking, since they should still be inside for a while, and our gains are a bit small, how about we go gather some spiritual herbs and dig for some ores?"

She didn’t plan to rob a house, but since she was here and time was so precious, it wouldn’t be good to just sit and wait.

The secret realm has many ores and herbs; they aren’t especially valuable, but harvesting them for free is better than buying them, so the more she gathers, the more she earns.

"Of course."

Xie Fuzhi came in for Yun Chuyou; as long as she wasn’t looking for trouble, he would always support his beloved student.

However, mining and gathering medicine alone was too slow. Since it was already known that he was a phoenix, and he was now part of Chuyou, as a responsible family master, he couldn’t rely solely on his wife’s strength.

That’s right, she was a wife and not just a partner. In the animal kingdom, most societies are matriarchal, and even the demon races that evolved from animals continue this tradition.

In some bird species, a female bird can mate with multiple male birds, which means one female with many males.

The phoenix isn’t that extreme, but female birds are still more precious than males. Male birds must have beautiful feathers, dance, and build large and impressive nests to attract females.

Male phoenixes must prepare a sacred phoenix tree for their female.

Chuyou is not a phoenix, but that does not stop Xie Fuzhi from placing the person he loves above himself.

He stood high up and made a soft and clear call, the phoenix’s cry echoing for miles, summoning all demon beasts that heard it.

With the idea of managing his home, Xie Fuzhi called upon countless birds from the secret realm, ordering them to bring back spirit plants. Some strong demon races, not wanting to wear down their claws, could command other lower-level demon beasts to mine and offer treasures.

Countless demon races began to move, bringing a variety of spirit plants and ores that radiated Spirit Qi.

Yun Chuyou didn’t need to lift a finger; the materials she wanted piled up like a mountain, and just putting these things into her storage ring took a lot of her time.

There was no end to it, absolutely none. But she couldn’t waste what fell from the sky; after all, to develop a sect, having resources, no matter how much, would never be too much.

Xie Fuzhi, seeing her struggle, ordered some demon beasts to stay and help sort everything out.

Yun Chuyou happily and painfully gathered the materials, her wealth rising at an incredible speed.

Because there were many high-level demon beasts guarding her, other cultivators just saw a continuous flow of demon beasts coming this way and thought there was a demon beast wave, nearly all choosing to avoid it.

Xie Fuzhi gazed at her intensely, his eyes fixed on her soft pink lips, which looked like blooming peach blossoms. He blinked his long eyelashes and his eyes sparkled like stars, "Chuyou, you worked hard for the inspection."

Yun Chuyou shook her head, "It wasn’t hard."

Who would feel tired picking up money? They would only feel more excited. The little bit of spiritual power used to store things in the storage ring is nothing compared to fighting.

"It was hard; you didn’t take a break at all," Xie Fuzhi insisted, desperately using his eyes to hint that being his supervisor was also tiring. So, considering how cooperative he was, shouldn’t there be a reward?