Chapter 298
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Chapter 298: The Search
Su Yinxue and the others left swiftly, not even asking about the Immortal Spirit Stone still floating in the air, radiating thick spiritual energy.
Ye Yun glanced at Su Ling before stepping forward.
The Immortal Spirit Stone hovered mid-air, glowing softly. The closer he got, the denser the spiritual energy became—almost liquid-like—dampening his face with a faint wetness.
No jade in the mortal world could match its crystal clarity. The stone’s beauty defied description.
“Stop dawdling, Ye Yun! Take these two Immortal Spirit Stones and let’s find Jun Ruolan!” Su Ling urged, seeing him stand motionless.
Ye Yun chuckled and stored the stones into his Thunder Sound Metamorphosis ring.
“These stones are too valuable. We’ll give them to Master for safekeeping once we leave.”
Su Ling blinked. “Why? We could use them to cultivate!”
He shook his head. “Their energy’s too pure and vast to absorb quickly. Besides, weaklings holding treasures invite disaster. We can’t protect these—better to let Master handle them. His power will grow, and we’ll benefit too.”
Su Ling nodded vaguely. “Forget the stones! We need to find Jun Ruolan now!”
Ye Yun tapped her nose. “No rush. If fate allows, we’ll find her. If not, nothing can be done.”
She frowned but agreed.
The Soul-Cutting Mountains were a hidden realm created by Heavenly Sword Sect ancestors to evade enemies. Later, it became a prison for criminals and training ground for elite disciples—or so the records claimed.
Yet Ye Yun doubted. As his cultivation improved, he questioned: what realm could create such a space? Golden Core stage cultivators could barely grasp spatial laws, barely build simple teleportation arrays. When he first learned of spatial arrays, traveling a thousand miles instantly seemed impossible. But now, after entering these mountains, he felt even Golden Core experts couldn’t have forged this space.
Standing atop a hill, Ye Yun surveyed the land. “Ling’er, how big do you think this realm is?”
“Not large,” Su Ling said. “It’s riddled with spatial arrays. Who knows what happens if their cores break?”
“Doesn’t this space feel… wrong?” Ye Yun mused. “Could Golden Core cultivators really make this?”
Su Ling giggled. “When Father taught me spatial laws, he used this place as an example. Even then I thought—how could Golden Core cultivators create a thousand-mile realm?”
Ye Yun nodded. If Su Ling—with her spatial sensitivity—doubted it, the realm must be small. Find the array’s core, and they’d control everything. Jun Ruolan’s Shadow Escape Talisman couldn’t breach spatial barriers. Even if she fled ten thousand miles, she’d still be trapped here.
Hand in hand, they walked. The trials here had been brutal—Murong Wuhen’s schemes, the True Fire Flying Lion, Jun Ruolan’s ambush, and now Su Ling’s awakened Demon Race bloodline. If others learned of her secret…
Yet walking together calmed them. They exchanged glances, smiles blooming.
“Ye Yun,” Su Ling whispered, face serene but voice tight, “what if they find out about my bloodline before we escape?”
He shrugged. “Whatever comes, we face it together.”
She looked up at him and smiled.
For an hour they searched hills, woods, and rivers, finding nothing. The scenery shifted seamlessly, impossibly real.
“Ling’er,” Ye Yun suddenly stopped. “This hill—it’s identical to one we passed earlier. Only the surroundings changed.”
Su Ling studied it, then brightened. “The realm’s smaller than we thought! Either it’s only dozens of miles wide, or the creator got lazy copying landscapes.”
“Could it be a trap to confuse us?”
She shook her head. “A spatial realm creator would be too proud for cheap tricks. This place is small—maybe thirty miles across. Let’s see where Jun Ruolan hides now!”
They marched straight ahead, memorizing landmarks. Soon, they found a familiar river—same as one in a valley, now on flatland.
“Cross here, turn right, map everything,” Su Ling said. “A few more loops and we’ll chart the entire realm!”
As they leaped over the water, figures emerged downstream.
“Brother Murong,” Jiang Ruchao whispered, “That’s Ye Yun and Su Ling! They survived the True Fire Lion!”
Murong Wuhen smiled. “Good. Let’s follow. Whatever let them survive… might be worth taking.”
