Chapter 98
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Chapter 98: Bound by the Sect
"Oath?" As Li Hui pondered, he suddenly felt a pull from the depths of his being, heat radiating from various major acupoints on his body, causing his expression to change drastically. "Indeed, there’s something wrong. Goodness, they speak so pleasingly about an Oath, yet isn’t it just a trick? They must be afraid we six will escape their control. Having sensed the faction’s influence before, this matter has become even more troublesome; I can’t evade the calculations of high-level demon cultivators, and Gao Yuhu easily found me. Now, with the sect ordering an assembly, should I go or not?"
"Even if I cultivate the Ideal Body, escaping under the scrutiny of Bosa stage and Condensed Essence Stage practitioners is absolutely impossible. The only advantage I have is that I carry nine Myriad Form Purple Absolute God Symbols within me. If I go all out, even they can’t escape death; at worst, we’ll perish together…"
Li Hui first clenched his fist, then relaxed it, taking a deep breath to calm his anger, secretly thinking: "Alright! If I’m going out, I’ll go out. The sect elders and true disciples want the knowledge in my head, and if they desire it, they must pay a price. I’m prepared to face the consequences."
With this thought, he flipped and leapt out the window, racing toward the area where the legal documents were most concentrated. Even without employing the Ideal Body, each step propelled him about ten zhang(33 meters) forward. The wind roared past his ears, and within half a cup of tea’s time, he was nearing Langhuan Street.
This speed was astonishing; given the expansive area of Linggui City, with various buildings and courtyards densely packed, it would typically take half a day to explore a single street.
Li Hui felt elated, as he naturally glided past obstacles. It seemed that the more obstacles there were, the faster he moved. Perhaps in this city, even someone as strong as a Condensed Essence Stage practitioner couldn’t catch him.
As his understanding of the Ideal Body deepened, he noticed the entrance to Langhuan Street ahead, marked by a sign displaying the characters for "Langhuan." He quickly cleared his throat and called out, "Li Hui returns to the sect; I greet my seniors."
"Good child, welcome back!" The elder who had proclaimed the Oath earlier praised him, finding no faults. Responding so swiftly indicated that the child had rushed to the meeting point without a second thought, eager to avoid lingering outside, unaware of the dangers he had faced to reach Linggui City. His loyalty and character towards the sect were beyond question.
Among the six true disciples, a gaze landed upon him—Yang Jueyu, whom Li Hui had encountered in Tianlai City.
At that moment, Yang Jueyu frowned, struggling to connect the current Li Hui to the frail monk he had seen before. While he vaguely recognized some similarities in facial features, the overall demeanor and form were distinctly different. It seemed that rumors were just rumors, not to be taken as truth.
Another gaze arrived, unmistakably from Jin Mingyang, the nephew of Jin Buduan.
He didn’t possess Yang Jueyu’s internal conflict, merely noting that Li Hui’s complexion looked good, and the white hair on his forehead was gone. When he regained consciousness in the Guanglu Pavilion’s underground, he hadn’t seen Li Hui or Zhang Tianhua. Even his uncle and the King of the White Sea were absent, and Zheng Tianxiang was dead. The precious items he so painstakingly sought remained untouched. It was truly a bizarre situation, one he couldn’t wrap his head around.
Jin Mingyang was unaware that if Li Hui hadn’t been weakened by poison, he wouldn’t have allowed him to take advantage.
The child who cries gets the milk; Li Hui was vigorously pursuing his goals. Upon reaching the center of the crowd and seeing the three elders, he quickly bowed and greeted them: "Elders! Disciple… disciple has faced many hardships along the way. The Flying Kite Sect already captured me, but fortunately, I resisted fiercely and made them face a thorough defeat in Yin Wind Gorge. All three of their flying kites crashed, causing them significant losses."
"And then there’s the Hidden Sky Sect; they are truly inhumane, digging a mass grave at the Fusu City royal villa to raise bodies. My strength is weak, and once I burned through my accumulated spirit talismans, I was left helpless, struggling to survive in the cracks. If it weren’t for Brother Gao Yuhu helping me on the road, I wouldn’t have made it to Linggui City alive; otherwise, all the knowledge in my head would have been lost."
While overtly expressing his grievances, he covertly highlighted his contributions, showing courage against the sect’s enemies while ensuring the safe transport of the knowledge away from the sect, emphasizing that he had exerted all his efforts.
“Oh? You can see the knowledge in your mind?” The elder in a black-collared green robe eyed him intelligently, his expression cold.
Li Hui maintained a calm demeanor: “I wouldn’t dare hide anything; I can indeed see the knowledge, but the writings are chaotic and disorganized, preventing me from sorting them out. Additionally, I’m uncertain if there are any losses, as it seems the cultivation methods only extend to the Bosa stage.”
The black-collared elder fell silent, turning to the elder on his right.
This elder was tall, with remarkably broad hands, speaking plainly: “Indeed, Li Hui is not lying. The command script sent from Brother Ge Yuntao indicated that due to his limited aptitude, the sect leader cannot log the All-Manifestation Realm methods into this child’s mind. Thus, his importance has significantly decreased, and we must find the other five as soon as possible.”
Upon hearing this, Li Hui felt a flicker of relief; being less significant was indeed better! At a time like this, greater importance could lead to trouble; he genuinely wished to relay this news to the Three Sects and Four Sects as quickly as possible.
Furthermore, he came to a chilling conclusion: the elder who had issued the Oath was at the bottom of the three ancients of cosmic light.
The true decision-makers there were the black-collared elder and the broad-handed elder; being in a low position signified they could be discarded at any moment, perhaps even coerced into issuing the Oath—they were ineffective in critical times.
Yet, elders served a purpose; they promised they wouldn’t treat the six poorly and wouldn’t go back on their word. Thus, the order was given: “Jin Mingyang, take Li Hui to select talismans and magical tools on the war chariots. It’s likely there will be a great battle tonight; arm yourselves quickly to avoid suffering later.”
“Yes!” Jin Mingyang accepted, though it really was a command to keep an eye on Li Hui, an understanding passing between the black-collared elder’s glance and Jin Mingyang’s compliance.
Li Hui smiled; he was quite impressed by Jin Mingyang. That lad had inherited the Jin family’s greed, and the two even had some small disputes.
“Let’s go! Junior Brother Li.” Jin Mingyang spoke with annoyance, treating Li Hui merely as the scapegoat raised by his uncle, yet somehow fortunate enough to escort the knowledge from the scripture hall. After all, he had only been to that grand hall once; after two incense sticks, he had been forced to retreat, told that obtaining quality cultivation methods depended entirely on luck, and failing to acquire valuable techniques meant he simply lacked fortune.
What nonsense luck; wasn’t it just a word from the sect leader and the Grand Elder? As a member of the Jin family, he understood these sect matters well.
It was Jin Mingyang’s misfortune; if he hadn’t discovered the spirit lure on him, he would have long since fled to another land, instead of wading through the murky waters in Linggui City.
Upon reaching the back of the crowd, Li Hui held his breath, gazing at twenty mechanical war chariots arranged side by side. The front resembled a spade, the body like a shoe, equipped with two wings, and the chassis was covered in dizzying talismans, talismans sticking together like hair hanging down, each pulse radiating talisman light.
"Is this the sect’s foundation? All elite spirit talismans. The interior is bound to be stocked with many valuable talismans; the sect really is extravagant." Li Hui felt tempted to drive off two of them, thinking: "The sect is really something; they place the battlefield outside the sect. Tonight, there’s bound to be a grand action, and they plan to clash with the Three Sects and Four Sects."
