Chapter 255

Chapter 255: The Yin Court?

The cafeteria on the Wave Breaking Cone was the liveliest spot on the ship, thanks to Chef Zhao’s exceptional cooking and his love for chatting. The crew members often came by to sit and enjoy some drinks, no matter the occasion.

“Drink up! We won’t go back until we’re all drunk; no one is allowed to leave!” The young lady Su Qing’er swayed slightly, trying to maintain her balance, her fingers playfully pointing at people. She had a tendency to choose those with low alcohol tolerance.

Li Hui pulled her out from the crowd. The girl’s cheeks were flushed, her eyes darting around as she began to feel tipsy.

“Junior Sister, do you know about the time-space ruins?”

According to his agreement with Su Mu’er, he was to call Su Qing’er “Senior Sister” upon arriving at the Grand Xuan Dynasty. However, Li Hui felt he was now an adult, and he questioned why he should call a little girl “Senior Sister.” Thus, he decided to call her “Junior Sister.”

“Who are you calling? I’m the Senior Sister! Mu’er was born after me but was sealed for many years. Just call me Senior Sister!”

“Hehe, don’t worry about the details.” This was one of the phrases he really liked from the words of the ball. He quickly changed the topic and asked, “Where are the time-space ruins? You probably don’t know; maybe you should ask Senior Sister Mu’er.”

“Pfft, what does that little girl know? The ancestor sealed me in the scripture pavilion. Our Aofeng Sect was the top alchemy sect in the Dinghuo Continent. We had no choice but to run to the sea of the Wutu Continent. It’s been one thousand five hundred years; we can never go back…”

Upon hearing this, Li Hui was incredibly shocked. The Aofeng Sect had such a stunning background? The top alchemy sect in the Dinghuo Continent—with cultivating poisons just a cover, their true skill lay in alchemy?

“Uh, I might have said too much.” Su Qing’er said dazedly, “Who doesn’t know about the time-space ruins? Isn’t one right in front of us? Before our Aofeng Sect came to this sea region, it was said that the Grand Xuan Dynasty had a cave heaven, and it seemed quite powerful. I don’t know when it suddenly collapsed, leaving only a path called Xuantian Road. All these years, the Grand Xuan Dynasty has refused to accept reality, unwilling to forget the glory of having cave heavens. So, they often send disciples to worship. After many years it has become a formality. If it weren’t for the new emperor’s ascension and meeting such an interesting guy like you, I wouldn’t have come to the Grand Xuan Dynasty! Some idiots just can’t help staring at women’s chests.”

“You can go to sleep now.” Li Hui waved his hand and pulled Su Qing’er into the Mysterious Water Pearl. He did it skillfully, an astonished thrill in his heart: “There really is a time-space ruin stemming from the cave heaven of the Grand Xuan Dynasty. Guang Jin mentioned that the Moko Buddhist nation disappeared and that the Grand Xuan Dynasty had destroyed a cave heaven. There’s also Wan Nest Island that used to exist on the ocean but collapsed due to an unforeseen disaster. This is none of my concern. The key is to use the Grand Xuan Dynasty’s teleportation array to reach Tianlu Island; otherwise, it would take over two years walking through.”

From the fluctuations of fortune he sensed, he knew that the Hongmo Sect had sent pursuers. The good thing was that some time had passed since they left Wan Nest Island and had captured Hongmo Zheng, indicating that this period corresponded with the journey of Corpse Island returning to the sect.

Even if the enemy was strong as the Vast, and they utilized long-distance teleportation arrays, Li Hui did not believe the opponents could reach the Grand Xuan Dynasty in a short time.

It was too far. For a sect of such a scale, wouldn’t they maintain a degree of mystery and authority even when eliminating a small fish that escaped the net?

To send a powerful Corps of Corpses just to catch a tiny cultivator, what kind of expenditure would that require?

Li Hui felt fortunate. The Hongmo Sect had sent many corpses to attack Wan Nest Island, which was like a fleet being sacrificed to dismantle small and medium ships. To catch one small fish, surely, they wouldn’t deploy large ships or giants? Just thinking of it seemed impossible. The most likely means of pursuit would involve some artifacts making rapid movements, but didn’t those also require expenditure?

No matter what, he had to rely on the Grand Xuan Dynasty’s teleportation array to leave. However, Huo Qiniang had learned that the teleportation array couldn’t be activated casually. One needed the Emperor’s jade sword to have the right to use it, and there were costs involved.

The cost was manageable, but only thirteen merchant groups owned the Emperor’s jade sword. Borrowing it through Longde Bank would have to wait six months. Li Hui had set a time frame of three months for himself; after that, his life would be at risk! So he couldn’t wait six months.

Xuantian Road was an opportunity. The new emperor wanted to impress, planning a grand event, and it had long been proclaimed that the sect that reached the top of Xuantian Road first would be rewarded. Although there was no mention of rewarding the Emperor’s jade sword, they stated they would fulfill the request of the winner, and asking for an Emperor’s jade sword wasn’t unreasonable, right?

The ceremony was set for a month and a half later, but in a month, he had to hurry to the venue to meet disciples from various sects in the sea region. Rumors circulated, and coincidentally, all major sects sent their inner sect prodigies to this grand ceremony, a Hidden Tide of Ambition.

Li Hui pondered over the silver snake bracelet.

For the past three days, the black line on the silver snake had been releasing a significant amount of cold and dark energy. When this coldness touched the spiritual energy, it resulted in fist-sized black bubbles forming.

This phenomenon was not simple at all. He took out the Mysterious Water Pearl and shook it, asking, “Guang Jin, are you still fretting over those branches and leaves? Hurry and show yourself to help me examine these black bubbles.”

“I won’t come out! My body and mind are suffering from an irremediable pain that will need a thousand years to recover.”

“Recently, Qiniang found some produce and stumbled upon a box of Yellow Heaven Clear God Incense.” As soon as Li Hui finished speaking, the little scholar appeared on the ground, extending his hand eagerly, “Where’s the incense? Is there really a box? Which wasteful family’s child is so ignorant? I once inhaled a small segment of it. The flavor—oh, I’ll never forget it for the rest of my life.”

“Focus on the task!” Li Hui pointed at the rising black bubbles.

“Eh?” Guang Jin gasped in shock, reached for the bubbles, his eyes gleaming, and he took three steps back in an unprecedented cautious tone, saying, “I know what this is. Someone wants to establish the Yin Court, and I don’t know what method they used to accumulate a massive amount of Yin qi.”

“The Yin Court? Tell me all the details.” Li Hui and Guang Jin discussed, peeling back layers to gradually reveal the true essence of the events.

At that moment, a group of people arrived at the port along the street.

Luxurious carriages and alluring beauties were present.

A jade hand stretched out from the curtain, and a handsome male cultivator rushed forward to offer his arm as support. The beautifully embroidered shoes appeared next, stepping onto the backs of the cultivators serving as stirrups as the lady descended from the carriage.

That woman looked quite elegant; however, from any angle, her lips formed a hint of an eerie smile. Additionally, the embroidered shoes she wore were strikingly red, as if they had just been drenched in blood.

“Such progress! You come to the Grand Xuan without informing me, your Big Sister, and have been tricked by others?” The woman’s eyes sparkled with shifting colors. The carriage behind her suddenly dissipated into mist, extending forward.

The next moment, the crowd flowed past, completely oblivious to the incoming group. The green-haired youth Feng Du stood trembling on the ship, preparing to greet the figure that haunted his dreams.

“Sister, you have to support me!” The once-mighty Young Master of the Heavenly Ghost Sect cried tears as he saw the woman in the embroidered shoes.

“Shut your mouth; take me to the scene.” The woman walked step by step, trailing blood lotuses, one after another.