This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 410 I hope everyone is OK

Both being reincarnations of the Heavenly Emperor, the mastermind behind the scenes, even without descending in person, exerted supernatural powers remotely, and the oppressive feeling they brought to Xiang Yuan was a hundred times greater than that of Ji Wuzhou.

The indescribable pressure made one feel as if they were facing the heavens and the earth directly, comparing the firefly's glow in decaying grass to the bright moon in the sky, instilling fear in the heart, making one only want to submit, and even breathing became difficult.

Bai Wuyan narrowed her eyes slightly and recognized at a glance that this was the culprit who caused her divination to backfire. She parted her red lips slightly and snorted coldly.

"A cowardly fellow who hides his true colors!"

Suddenly, the Wujie Sword in his hand emitted a dazzling cold light, and a magnificent sword rainbow shot into the sky.

This sword strike was so pure and precise that a fine white line suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. It seemed slow, but in reality, it was faster than lightning. It pierced through the Cloud Hidden Formation and shattered the Cloud Hidden Peak's protective formation from the inside out.

A tooth-grinding cracking sound echoed through the sky, the entire Cloud Hidden Peak trembled violently, countless boulders tumbled down, large cracks appeared on the mountain's surface, and many pavilions and towers collapsed in the earthquake.

One by one, the bronze lamp pillars shattered, the mist dissipated, and the hazy, unpredictable atmosphere of flowing clouds vanished. The protective array's core, the giant bronze cauldron, exploded directly.

Bai Wuyan's attack destroyed the Cloud Hidden Formation and nearly severed Cloud Hidden Peak. But it wasn't over yet; the sword light's momentum continued, and wherever it pointed, the clouds automatically parted to create a vacuum passage that stretched for a thousand miles.

Above the sky, the eyes of the sun and moon slowly faded, as if they had been repelled by this powerful sword light.

The light of the sun and moon spread out to reveal endless starlight, scattered like stars in a game of chess. Ripples of light spread out, twisting the vortex of clouds and opening a thunderous eye.

A violent thundercloud covered the sky, its immense pressure accumulating, just like the lightning tribulation simulated by the Heavenly Sect's grand formation.

Xiang Yuan's eyes gleamed as he gathered crucial intelligence: even without the Heavenly Sect Grand Formation, the mastermind could still use their own supernatural powers to achieve effects similar to it.

Well, the value of a broken sampan has dropped yet again.

That's outrageous! There's still room for it to go down, and it doesn't seem to be the limit for this broken sampan.

The mastermind behind the scenes would have been better off not using this trick. By simulating the Heavenly Tribulation, they immediately stirred up a hornet's nest, making Bai Wuyan furious and reminding her of the unpleasant things that happened in the Desolate Ancient Realm.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Looking at the large, pure white golden wheel behind him, he was speechless with anger. He pointed a finger and took it back, restoring it to its pure white color.

Because Xiang Yuan had poured too much merit and golden light into it, the pure white golden wheel had become accustomed to it and could not return to its original shape when it returned behind Bai Wuyan, making Bai Wuyan's posture of carrying the pure white golden wheel look rather incongruous.

Xiang Yuan thought there was no problem; big is good, big is beautiful, and a simple and unpretentious aesthetic can't be wrong.

Bai Wuyan remained indifferent, unwilling to offer her opinion. A pristine white lotus bloomed beneath her feet, lifting her slowly into the air. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, flying amidst the turbulent aftershocks of lightning, her pure white robes billowing, making her appear like a celestial goddess descending to earth, untouched by worldly dust.

boom!
A terrifying aura rose from the ground, and white light surged like a reversed galaxy, defying the heavens and colliding fiercely with the overwhelming pressure from behind the scenes.

The clash of the auras of two experts from the upper three realms caused the already precarious Cloud Hidden Peak to shake violently, on the verge of collapsing completely at any moment.

Xiang Yuan glanced around, his senses sweeping across the surroundings. He found that Baiyun Manor was completely empty. None of the inner disciples who should have been there were to be seen. It was as if there was no living creature in the entire manor except for the three demons, Qu Rou.

They must have gone to Xiaodongtian.

The mastermind confronted Bai Wuyan, and Xiang Yuan turned his gaze to Qu Rou and Lian Song. After a moment of thought, he locked his attention on Lian Song.

As for the elder sister-in-law, out of respect for Yue Huanjiang, she will not be tortured.

Qu Rou and Lian Song knelt respectfully on the ground. The space around them fluctuated strangely, as if they were being dragged by a pair of invisible hands. Their figures gradually faded away as they were forcibly moved away by the mastermind behind the scenes.

The same scene happened to Qingzhuying. The phoenix was imprisoned and sealed by silver chains and could not move, but a pair of invisible hands held it and slowly carried it away from Yunyin Peak by distorting space.

"White House Lord, someone is stealing your things!"

Without Xiang Yuan's reminder, Bai Wuyan had already realized that she could see further than Xiang Yuan. Qu Rou and the three demons were just incidental; the real target of the mastermind was the small grotto hidden deep in Yunyin Peak.

The small grotto-heaven was not immovable, but it could still sweep away the vast small grotto-heaven of Baiyun Manor by casting spells from a distance. Such cultivation made Bai Wuyan quite shocked.

but……

The hidden grotto on Cloud Hidden Peak was simply too vast. The mastermind behind the scenes couldn't remain completely secretive in front of Bai Wuyan, who easily detected the mastermind's location.

The far East.

It was not the Southern Jin Dynasty, but rather it crossed the territory of the Southern Jin Dynasty and went straight to the East China Sea.

Bai Wuyan's eyes flickered slightly, and she understood.

Her previous divination was correct: the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor was hiding in the East Sea, a secluded place of hermitage isolated from the three kingdoms. In recent years, it has risen to prominence and is gradually gaining momentum. It turns out that there is such a being secretly supporting it.

"You think you can take my things from me so easily!"

Bai Wuyan smiled coldly, her eyes flashing with a chilling light, and she slashed across the sky with her Wujie Sword.

The sword light cascaded like a silver river, dazzling and brilliant, instantly piercing through the swirling cloud eye high in the sky. The nascent tribulation lightning dissipated like bubbles under this sword strike, leaving not a trace of tribulation cloud behind, completely obliterated.

This sword strike carried a hint of personal grudge.

The sky suddenly darkened, and boundless starlight poured down from the void, the silvery light intertwining to faintly form a vast star array.

The starlight, like a chain, blocked off all directions, exerting immense pressure and rapidly eroding the protective divine light surrounding Bai Wuyan.

Bai Wuyan's figure suddenly became ethereal, merging with her sword, transforming into a white phoenix that blotted out the sky. Her phoenix wings spread out like clouds hanging from the heavens, each feather flowing with sharp sword intent. With each flap of her wings, she tore through the curtain of starlight, chasing after the fleeing little cave.

Despite the starlight surrounding and blocking, it was difficult to contain Bai Feng's illusory image. The mastermind behind the scenes had to both move the small cave heaven and fight against Bai Wuyan. Unable to achieve both, he downplayed his intention to move Qu Rou and the other two demons.

Sacrifice a pawn to save the king, and do everything in your power to preserve the small grotto.

The spatial fluctuations around Qu Rou, Lian Song, and Qing Zhuying suddenly stopped, and their figures, which were about to dissipate, solidified again.

In the blink of an eye, Bai Wuyan, transformed into a white phoenix, had already approached, the sharp edge of the Wujie Sword pointing directly at the fleeing Xiaodongtian.

With a single sword strike, the void shattered.

In the distant east, the eyes of the sun and moon peered through layers of space as two auras of the Upper Three Realms clashed head-on in the void.

boom! !

An invisible wave rippled through the void, causing visible waves to surge in the space where Cloud Hidden Peak was located. With a powerful sweep, Cloud Hidden Peak collapsed, and the main base of White Cloud Manor was wiped out.

To the side of the distance, a wisp of white light flickered, gradually becoming real, revealing Bai Wuyan's pure white figure.

The White House official looked slightly pale, having suffered a great loss in the battle. Seeing Xiang Yuan tilting his head to look at him, he glared back angrily.

Xiang Yuan shrugged. The White House Master was a respectable man, so he didn't ask where it hurt. He looked at Qing Zhuying, who was completely locked up, and then at Qu Rou and Lian Song, who had nowhere to escape. He rubbed his hands together and smiled without saying a word.

"Jiejiejiejie————"

Bai Wuyan was annoyed at losing face. She looked at the two great demons, raised her Wujie Sword, and was about to cut off Qu Rou and Lian Song's heads.

Snapped!
The moment her wrist rose, Xiang Yuan grabbed it.

Sister, don't always kill everyone. It's good to leave someone alive so you can interrogate them for information about the mastermind.

Bai Wuyan glanced coldly at Xiang Yuan, as if guessing what he was thinking, and said indifferently, "The other party is hiding in the land of rogue cultivators in the East Sea. These two demons are useless to keep alive."

As expected of you, you say whatever comes to mind without holding anything back. I love your straightforward personality!
"Well, it's not entirely useless, like this one..."

Xiang Yuan pointed at Qu Rou and said dryly, "I have a sworn brother in Baiyun Manor. He treats me very well. Manager Qu is his master, so he is practically my sister-in-law. I can't kill him."

How do you round it off so that your brother's master becomes your sister-in-law?

"I didn't realize you were so loyal and righteous!"

Bai Wuyan said, whether in praise or sarcasm, "I thought you had taken a fancy to the fox spirit's beauty, and out of pity for her, you were going to imprison her and tame her as your mount."

Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Xiang respects his sister-in-law very much.

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes. No matter what Bai Wuyan said, Yue Huanjiang had treated him well. He had just been prepared to act as a hostage and stay to protect him.

Although he couldn't protect her, his intentions were there, and Xiang Yuan was a little touched, making it hard for him to berate Qu Rou.

There's no need to detain her. What kind of situation is it to keep your sister-in-law tied up at home? Not to mention what Yue Huanjiang would think, his jealous family would definitely make sarcastic and sarcastic remarks.

Oh, isn't this Master Xiang? You went out for a trip and brought back another vixen sister. You're quite diligent!

What? Sister-in-law, you filthy bastard, stay away from me!

What a handsome little fox! Let Chan'er show her her reflection in the mirror.

Xiang Yuanguang felt a headache coming on just thinking about it. Looking at the silent Qu Rou, he shook his head and said, "Sister-in-law, you can go now. Remember to tell my brother that I don't hold any grudges against him because he concealed his identity. If we meet again, I will still call him brother." Qu Rou looked incredulous, surprised that Bai Wuyan was so obedient to Xiang Yuanguang, and also surprised by the importance Xiang Yuanguang placed on Yue Huanjiang. Just because of the word "brother," he let her go today.

"Let's go quickly, or Xiang might change his mind."

Xiang Yuan waved his hand, then, as if remembering something, added, "I'll only let you go this time. If you fall into my hands again, you'd better be married to your brother by now. Otherwise, I'll only consider you his master, and you won't get the treatment of a sister-in-law."

The scene was very serious, but his words immediately distorted the atmosphere.

Qu Rou wanted to tell Xiang Yuan that there was no sister-in-law, but seeing Bai Wuyan standing beside her with a sword and a cold laugh, she didn't dare to say anything and tacitly accepted the identity.

Her intuition told her that if she dared to deny her sister-in-law, Bai Wuyan would dare to draw her sword and kill her.

Qu Rou glanced at the imprisoned Qing Zhuying, then at Lian Song beside her who was laughing bitterly. Unwilling to go alone, she wanted to save her two companions.

Not knowing how to begin, she gritted her teeth and said, "I, Qu, am quite wealthy and am willing to redeem their lives. I hope... my virtuous brother will grant me a business opportunity."

The scene shifts to Xiang Yuan, who is holding several Qiankun Rings in his hand. Inside are several maps, as well as a large number of land deeds, house deeds, and account books of Baiyun Manor.

Xiang Yuan took the money to do the job, and secretly glanced at Bai Wuyan beside him. He didn't understand why the White Palace Master hadn't left yet. After suddenly realizing what was going on, he reluctantly handed over a Qiankun Ring. When he saw that Bai Wuyan had actually accepted it, he couldn't have been more regretful.

You are a powerful expert in the Upper Three Realms, how can you be as mercenary as someone like me? Where is your dignity as a powerful expert? Where is your respectable demeanor?

I used to really like the White House!
Xiang Yuan secretly curled his lip and said to Qu Rou, "Sister-in-law, I forgot to mention earlier that this is your money to buy their lives. If you want to redeem their lives... it's not impossible. Just swear that you will marry my brother when you get back and send the invitation to me."

are you crazy!

Qu Rou's lips twitched, and she was about to retort when she noticed Bai Wuyan's cold gaze. She immediately lowered her head and made a vow.

Whether the oath contained loopholes or not, Xiang Yuan didn't care. He could only help Yue Huanjiang to this extent. Pointing to Lian Song beside him, he said, "This grandmaster can leave with you, and the other one..."

Sister-in-law, don't even think about it. What's in the hands of the White House Master is not going to be taken back. You should know when to quit while you're ahead and leave quickly!

Qu Rou was still unwilling to accept it. The fate of Qing Zhuying in Bai Wuyan's hands was predictable. She would either be ridden or tied up, becoming a mount with no chance of turning her back. She and Qing Zhuying were like sisters, how could she bear to see her suffer such a disaster?

Moreover, regarding the inexplicable relationship between Xiang Yuan and Bai Wuyan, who knows if it was only Bai Wuyan riding the Green Bamboo Shadow.

"Brother, sister-in-law today..."

"roll."

Bai Wuyan interrupted her directly, saying that if Qu Rou dared to utter another word of nonsense, none of them would be leaving today.

Qu Rou dared not say another word. With a livid face, she led Lian Song away by teleporting. Before leaving, she glanced back at Qing Zhuying.

My dear sister, please be patient for now, I will definitely find a way to get you out of this misery.

After the two great demons left, Xiang Yuan looked at the ruins of Baiyun Manor and felt quite bitter. Qianyuan Realm had lost another top-tier figure.

Baiyun Manor is the stronghold of the demon race. The human race cannot tolerate Baiyun Manor. They can hide it for a while, but not forever. Today's calamity is inevitable.

The reason it is "again" is because the Hundred Rivers Alliance of Southern Jin has also declined. It lost the Zhenshui Iron Sword, had no more grandmasters to guard it, and was directly disbanded, becoming a second-rate force in Qianyuan Realm.

Upon closer examination, the decline of both families is directly or indirectly related to Xiang Yuan; the saying "wherever he goes, things collapse" is no joke.

Looking around, he was about to rummage through the ruins to see if there was anything he could find when Bai Wuyan grabbed his collar and teleported away, disappearing into the air above the ruins.

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Wushuang Palace.

At the mountaintop, a high platform of white jade stands.

Bai Wuyan tossed Xiang Yuan into the small cave, then pointed remotely, hanging the chained Azure Phoenix in the sky and suppressing it with a mountain-protecting array under the scorching sun. She didn't rush to train it, intending to let it bask in the sun for three days and three nights, teaching this mount what rules were.

When she stepped into the Cold Pool Cave, Xiang Yuan was already soaking in the water, washing himself clean.

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Bai Wuyan took a step forward, and her icy face instantly lost all color, turning as pale as paper. The injuries she had just suppressed returned, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

As expected of the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, he is indeed quite capable!
Bai Wuyan narrowed her eyes slightly. Her heart was set on Su Ran Sword Venerable. She had never thought of making enemies with the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor. At least, she had not considered this before subduing Su Ran Sword Venerable. But now that they had formed a karmic bond, she had to consider the possibility of the other party returning the favor.

Guarding against thieves for a thousand days is too tiring; taking the initiative is the best approach.

Or rather, once one's cultivation level and strength have increased, there's no need to lift a finger; the thieves will flee far away at the mere sight of them.

Bai Wuyan glanced at the cauldron soaking in the water, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her medicinal power still had room for improvement and needed to be further strengthened.

She removed her cloud-woven celestial robe, stepped forward, and pressed Xiang Yuan down into the icy pool by stepping on his shoulder. At the bottom of the pool, she took a seat, bit Xiang Yuan's neck, and began to draw blood.

Xiang Yuan's primordial spirit surged in and discovered that Bai Wuyan was seriously injured. Assessing the strength of the mastermind behind the scenes, the evaluation of the broken sampan dropped again.

Thinking of the broken sampan, Xiang Yuan suddenly remembered that this guy had gone to Wangjian Manor.

Baiyun Manor is the stronghold of the demon race, and even if Wangjian Manor isn't, it's probably no simple place either. This shabby sampan is heading there...

I hope he's alright!
Thinking of this, the beautiful woman in his arms suddenly lost her allure.

Xiang Yuan grabbed the bottom with both hands to speed up the dual cultivation of his primordial spirit. He knew that reasoning with Bai Wuyan was useless, so he decided to take good care of her first before going to the Heavenly Sect to see if the broken sampan had returned safely.

Two hours later, Bai Wuyan put on her palace dress, took the Wujie Sword, and styled her hair into a bun.

Palace Master, is it possible that the mount you just seized is quite skilled at healing, and you don't even need me to help you?

Xiang Yuanmao blew bubbles in the water, calmed down for a moment, then leaped out of the water and put on the neatly folded clothes.

Bang!
It sounds like a good start.

What happened? I lost my permissions again.

Xiang Yuan turned to look at Bai Wuyan, not understanding why the latter had detained him.

"Go to the Desolate Ancient Realm, you may still have opportunities to seize."

The immense power displayed by the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor displeased Bai Wuyan, who decided to enhance the heirloom of the Wushuang Palace. Without hesitation, she set off immediately.

"Not now. It's still unknown whether my master, who lives on that shabby sampan, is alive or dead. I have to go back to Tianzong to check." Xiang Yuan explained Ji Wuzhou's destination, and the two groups split up. He went to Baiyun Manor, and Ji Wuzhou went to Wangjian Manor.

"for how long?"

The White House Lord wasn't one to negotiate; he was used to doing things his own way and didn't want to waste time talking to Xiang Yuan. However, considering his decent performance today, especially his comment, "What's wrong with being the White House Lord's dog?" which pleased him, he generously gave him an hour.

An hour is enough!

Xiang Yuan nodded secretly. An hour was enough for him to make seven in-and-out trips to the Heavenly Sect to confirm whether the broken sampan was safe and sound.

If there's no one from the Heavenly Sect, it means the broken sampan is stuck at the Forgotten Sword Manor. He'll go to rescue it, and an hour... will be enough for him to summon Bai Wuyan.

Being a kept man is so delicious!

……

Tianzong, Mahayana Mountain.

Xiang Yuan teleported to the location in one step, grabbed a gust of wind in mid-air, and soared upwards along the scent of the stinky salted fish. He passed by the Twelve Pavilions at the summit of Dao Asking Peak and met Ji Wuzhou in the desolate Taixu Hall.

Like Bai Wuyan, Ji Wuzhou was pale and had suffered a considerable loss.

As long as the person isn't dead!
Xiang Yuan had no intention of healing him, not even a little bit. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, I met the mastermind at Baiyun Manor. I fought him for three hundred rounds and defeated him, destroying Baiyun Manor's protective array and Yunyin Peak. In the end, I escaped unscathed. Guess what? I have a shocking secret here."

He lowered his voice and said, "Baiyun Manor is the territory of the demon race. Every single one of those Tongyou stage masters is a great demon in human form."

It was Bai Wuyan who destroyed Yunyin Peak, but Bai Wuyan was summoned by him. So, rounding up, it's as if he, the summoner, destroyed Yunyin Peak.

No problem!
After fighting for three hundred rounds, he... escaped unscathed?

Ji Wuzhou's face darkened. His competitive spirit prevented him from being outdone by his disciple, so he smiled slightly and said, "Just a demon race. I also have a shocking secret here, related to the Forgot Sword Manor, even bigger than yours..."

He also lowered his voice: "The Forgotten Sword Manor has never forgotten its sword. They are descendants of the Zhou Dynasty and are more qualified to unify the world than the current royal families of the Three Kingdoms."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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