Chapter 341

Chapter 341: Lost Pulse Sword

In the Ancient City of Yin Ruins, on the Copper Sparrow Terrace!

This place lay in ruins, rarely visited by anyone.

A cold mist suddenly swirled, and Li Hui ascended the steps, reaching the highest point of the Copper Sparrow Terrace, where he sat cross-legged and surveyed the surroundings.

He closed his eyes and silently connected with the distant realms until a day and a night had passed, when a great door suddenly appeared behind him, with light spilling through the crack.

“You have diligently fulfilled your duties, but as a hundred generations have passed and times have changed, I hereby grant you leave from your original duties to assist me,” a voice declared. With that, the door opened, and hundreds of figures flew toward him, gathering around to bow in reverence.

Que San wept with gratitude, saying, “Thank you for your protection, my lord. Without this opportunity, we would have ceased to exist a hundred years from now. After working diligently for so long, it is truly bittersweet to disperse entirely; fortunately, we can now reassemble as one!”

“Very good. I need you to guard the Yantai Mountain residence,” Li Hui replied eagerly, setting up a strong defense for the Yantai Mountain residence. With Que San and the talisman formation, they would be capable of fending off most Condensed Essence Stage practitioners. However, it was still not enough; he needed to leave more backup for any long journeys.

As he proceeded toward the Stone Stele Forest, he suddenly stiffened, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

“Someone in the sect is secretly plotting against me using a technique similar to the Nail Head Seven Arrows Spell,” Li Hui muttered to Cold Smile. “They really know how to seize opportunities; I hope I can survive until I return!”

In the hidden cave of the Haotu Sect on Falling Phoenix Mountain, sounds of banging filled the air as dozens of sacrificial vessels cracked. A man quickly withdrew his hand, disbelief on his face, “Why is this happening? Great Fortune Aura? No, he must have inherited some of the Mirror Lake faction’s Dao heritage, so there’s a bit of fortune involved. I must complete what my Master assigned.”

“Yes, use the Lost Pulse Sword!” the man said, seemingly berserk, as he turned and opened a stone box, retrieving a two-foot-long copper coin sword from among densely packed poisonous insects. He cackled, “This time, I’ll definitely destroy you! My Master wants you to be ruined, and regardless of who you are, you must be slain!”

At the same time, at least twenty men and women, all acting half-crazed, retrieved Lost Pulse Swords from the stone box filled with poisonous insects, pointing their sword tips toward the Ancient Tomb. They set up various vessels and formed a ritual altar, chanting continuously as they stepped with peculiar movements, spraying dark blood at the copper coin swords.

Half an hour later, these men and women were spewing blood, fear etched across their faces, when the Lost Pulse Sword erupted in loud blasts, creating a terrible backlash that left them sprawled on the ground, the highly skilled ones gasping for breath while the less skilled perished on the spot.

With disheveled hair, the man cried, “Master, we were wrong, we were all wrong! It’s not that he inherited the fortune of the Mirror Lake faction; rather, the Mirror Lake faction has gained his good fortune! Who exactly is he?”

After a moment of silence, a distant voice sighed, “His name is Li Hui. He is the target of the Hongmo Sect and the Ghost Fox Sect. A Hundred Tribulation Cultivator is indeed formidable!”

“Ha ha ha!” A sudden laugh echoed from afar, “So, Li Maocai is getting closer to his end! Previously, the Jin Tian Treasure Mirror measured fortunes, and it disturbed me so much that I could not sit or lie peacefully. I originally took in a special disciple. Good, good! Watch as I use the Lost Pulse Sword; it has been nurtured for four hundred years for this day. Seven days from now will be the moment of Li Maocai’s demise. Prepare yourselves, and wait at the entrance of the Ancient Tomb to kill the good disciple of Li Maocai! Ha ha ha! Years ago, he killed my beloved son. Now, I will not only kill him but also make him lose his beloved disciple!”

“Understood! We will give it our all!”

Li Hui, shining with brilliance, wielded great power, with Dao Rhythm Residual Talismans, Fortune Ascending Talismans, treasure cabinets, and the Jade Heart of the Earth Court guarding him. Plus, with the recent enhancement of his Deputy Inspector General’s seal, anyone who tried to use underhanded methods against him would surely suffer backlash.

However, the attackers merely targeted him as a side objective; their main goal lay with Li Maocai. This was something he could not predict. The Mirror Lake faction had exerted pressure on the entire sect for many years, and the intertwined grievances and enmities had lasted hundreds or even thousands of years. How could there be no enemies?

At this moment, Li Hui arrived in the Stone Stele Forest of the Ancient City of Yin Ruins, guided by Que San, digging out a stele.

To learn the Divine Bird Technique, he needed to treat this stele as a guideline to clear his thoughts; otherwise, he would be left grasping at straws without clarity. Even with vast knowledge, he wouldn’t be able to decipher the spirit-refining techniques hidden within the stone forest.

“The Divine Bird shape is distant in its intent, gazing towards the heavens, yearning for the Dao…”

Li Hui concentrated deeply on his studies, feeling time pass particularly quickly; his thoughts flared like lightning, sparking countless ideas. His heart surged with excitement until Que San reminded him, “My lord, quickly memorize the remaining inscriptions! There are only four days left, and the trial is about to conclude.”

“Alright! I didn’t expect the Divine Bird Technique to be so profound, a hundred times more exquisite than the spirit-refining techniques stored in the Haotu Sect! No wonder you mentioned that a third-rank official from the Ancient Dynasty could easily cultivate into a Virtual Immortal!”

In the distance, disciples from various sects were fighting intensely, their levels too low for Li Hui to pay any attention.

He made the most of his time memorizing the inscriptions. If any disciples from the Jin Tian Sect came down, he would be interested in seeing them. However, the Jin Tian Sect held the Ancient City of Yin Ruins in disdain, looking down on such low-level trials.

Suddenly, a loud crash resounded from above, signaling the end of the trial. Once the Ancient Tomb closed, it would never open again.

Counting the caves, secret realms, and Ancient Tombs that Li Hui had concluded, there was no shortage. Any sect that accepted him as a disciple would not know if it would bring fortune or calamity!

Mists swirled around, and Li Hui felt a wave of dizziness. When he regained his senses, he discovered himself back in the Ancient Tomb. Que San now stood respectfully at his side in the form of a regular person, holding four glowing orbs in his hands.

Before Li Hui could speak, he suddenly felt a tremor in his heart and heard a terrifying thundering sound.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

“The sound comes from the direction of Mirror Lake. Could it be that my Master is facing tribulation at this moment?” Li Hui furrowed his brows and quickly transmitted to Que San through the Mysterious Pearl, saying, “Qiniang, distribute the law seals.”

After giving instructions, he rushed towards the main door of the Ancient Tomb at his utmost speed.

At this moment, calamity clouds gathered densely above Mirror Lake, and the lake surface surged wildly, waves crashing loudly as they lifted a tall figure.

“Li Maocai! I didn’t expect you to still be alive!” The voice came from all directions.

“Indeed, I did not expect that. For this sword, you prepared for four hundred years, and your determination for revenge has carried you to this day. You exhaust all means to cling to life, even resorting to allying with the Ghost Fox Sect. Xun Maodong, I’ve thought deeply over the years whether I should have spared Yuan’er’s life, questioning myself three thousand times, yet I still need to kill!”

Li Maocai spoke resolutely, “He slaughtered the common folk, using five hundred female cultivators as a furnace body, plotting harm against six hundred fellow sect members. Yes, he possessed genius unparalleled in history, his intellect unmatched. Not only did you love him, but I also guided him closely. If it weren’t for the unique rules of the Mirror Lake faction, I would have already accepted him as a disciple. Do you know how heartbroken I was after uncovering those deeds? You and I grew up together, experiencing numerous life and death situations. How did we come to this outcome? I wanted to spare him, but how could I? The Mirror Lake faction cannot accept him, and I cannot either!”

“No, you are inhuman; your sights are set solely on the Mirror Lake faction. I have deep feelings for you, like brothers. Even if Yuan’er has made some mistakes, he has been more filial to you than to me. How can you take action against him? How can you?” With tears and rage, he suddenly roared, “Eradicate the Dao and destroy the pulse!”