Catching Monsters

Chapter 687 Retreat from the enemy

As soon as he finished speaking, countless flying swords rose from the ancient castle and swept towards the nebula like a tidal wave.

Looking up at Xingyun, he saw a clay figure riding a flying sword.

"A clay sculpture?" Xiang Xingyun immediately recognized that this was not the real body, and snorted coldly, "A mere clay sculpture dares to deal with the real me?"

Having said that, Xiang Xingyun also became serious, holding his sword, and in an instant, he leaped into the air: "Sword energy unites! One unites into three, three give birth to nine directions!"

Xiang Xingyun swept his sword towards the clay sculpture in mid-air, which was standing on a flying sword. Instantly, nine sword energies flew towards the clay sculpture in various bizarre ways.

Unexpectedly, before these nine sword energies could even reach the clay sculpture, they vanished without a trace.

"How could this be?" Xiang Xingyun's expression changed slightly as he sensed something strange. Then, he pointed both hands at the ground below, attempting to manipulate the power of the rules.

Every person who achieves sainthood will comprehend a power of the laws of heaven and earth.

There are many rules governing the universe, the most common being the five elements (metal, wood, water, fire, earth) and the elements (wind, fire, thunder, and lightning).

The rules that Xiang Xingyun controls are related to the earth beneath his feet, and are also known as the laws of the land.

At this moment, however, he was unable to unleash the power of the rules.

As if realizing something, he slowly looked towards the clay sculpture in the distance.

The entire clay sculpture, except for its lively eyes, slowly spoke, saying, "You are merely borrowing the rules."

"But in Penglai."

"I am the rule."

Xiang Xingyun immediately sensed something was wrong and was shocked. He turned around and fled to his clone behind him.

In an instant, countless flying swords rushed towards him.

Xiang Xingyun continuously brandished his longsword, deflecting the flying swords one after another.

It burst out of the cloud in one breath and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Bai Mingfeng wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Nan Yue frowned and said regretfully, "If that guy gets away, there will probably be a lot of trouble later."

Bai Mingfeng watched as the clay sculpture in mid-air slowly melted away, and gritted her teeth, saying, "It's not easy to scare away a Saint Realm expert."

"After all, it is just a clay sculpture left behind by the Ten Directions Immortal. If a real fight were to break out, it would be impossible to know who would win or lose."

"The clay sculpture can only mobilize a portion of Penglai's power. After all, it is a Saint Realm cultivator, not so easy to deal with."

Upon hearing this, Nan Yue nodded and then asked, "When will Xiaofeng and the others be back?"

"Almost there, almost there." Bai Mingfeng took a deep breath: "As long as we gather seven meteorites."

Inside the castle, Luo Fang and Sun Xiaopeng, along with Qu Wushang, hid in a room.

Finally, seeing Bai Mingfeng and the others slowly appear outside the window, Sun Xiaopeng breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Bai and the others are alright."

Soon, Bai Mingfeng quickly arrived at the room where Qu Wushang was.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Bai," Qu Wushang said solemnly.

"Mr. Qu, you're too kind. To help you repel the enemy, we've already used the only clay sculpture left behind by the immortal. If the immortal island is attacked again later, I'm afraid..."

Upon hearing this, Qu Wushang perhaps understood Bai Mingfeng's implied meaning and said, "If there is anything I can help you with later, Mr. Bai, I will certainly not refuse."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mingfeng's face immediately broke into a smile.

Meanwhile, Xiang Xingyun, who had escaped from the Penglai Wonderland, looked at the distant clouds with lingering fear, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Qu Wushang, Qu Wushang, you've broken the rules. What will become of us now?" Xiang Xingyun said, then closed his eyes, sighed, and instantly flew away.

……

Three days later.

In the capital, Jiang Yun sat in the study of the Northern Garrison Command, somewhat worried about Qu Wushang's safety, and...

If Qu Wushang successfully escapes into Penglai, will Xiang Xingyun take his anger out on him?

Jiang Yun could not bear the consequences of the sage's anger.

Knock, knock, knock. Soon, there was a knock at the door. Jiang Yun quickly got up to open it. Qi Da, who was outside, said with a smile, "Lord Jiang, a gentleman named Liu Boqing has arrived and says he wants to see you." "Please come in quickly."

Soon, a subordinate invited Liu Boqing into Jiang Yun's study. Liu Boqing smiled and said, "Lord Jiang, I've come to bring you some good news."

"Qu Wushang successfully entered Penglai three days ago, and Xiang Xingyun has also retreated."

Liu Boqing briefly recounted the events to Jiang Yun. After listening, Jiang Yun frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Xiang Xingyun should have guessed that I tricked him. Will he come looking for trouble with me?"

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Yun said, "If all else fails, we should also send Suwen and Qiaoqiao to Penglai to avoid trouble."

Liu Boqing said, "Lord Jiang, there's no need to worry too much. The incident happened three days ago. If Xiang Xingyun really wanted to cause you trouble, he would have already taken action against you in these three days."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Liu. Without you, I'm afraid Senior Qu..."

"It's just a matter of each getting what they need." Liu Boqing raised his hand, glanced at Jiang Yun, and said, "In my opinion, Lord Jiang's cultivation level is probably about to break through at any time?"

“Hmm.” Jiang Yun was somewhat surprised, not expecting Liu Boqing to suddenly bring up this matter. He said, “I was lucky. I received the baptism of the academy back then, and now my cultivation strength is at the peak of the second rank. As long as there is an opportunity, I can break through at any time.”

At this point, Jiang Yun was a little curious. Why was Liu Boqing suddenly concerned about his cultivation?

Liu Boqing glanced at Jiang Yun and reminded him, "Lord Jiang, you cultivated in Fanghu back then. When you broke through to the first rank, you must have someone protecting you."

"The dark side within you will break free from your body."

“Lord Jiang, your luck is extraordinary, and this dark side also possesses this luck.”

"They must be killed, otherwise, the consequences will be dire."

Seeing that Liu Boqing had brought up the old matter again, Jiang Yun smiled, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll remember it."

After saying all this, Liu Boqing got up to take his leave.

Jiang Yun breathed a slight sigh of relief as he watched Liu Boqing's figure disappear into the distance.

Since three days have passed, the possibility that Xiang Xingyun will seek revenge later is not very high.

What puzzled Jiang Yun was that Xiang Xingyun was so good-tempered that he hadn't come looking for trouble.

Or?

Jiang Yun suddenly thought of a possibility.

Over the past thousand years, there have been very few records about human saints.

The six saints that Xiang Xingyun mentioned are all hidden in the mortal world and have almost never made a move.

Did they make some kind of agreement with each other that they wouldn't attack ordinary people?

Thinking about it carefully, he has never killed anyone in the capital since Xiang Xingyun appeared.

Is it because of this?
Or is there another reason?
……

Xu Xiaogang didn't care about the recent turmoil in the capital. He originally wanted to invite Jiang Yun to the Jiaofangsi (a brothel) for a few drinks.

He knew about the relationship between Jiang Yun and Qu Jiansheng, and wanted to use his connections to see if he could ask Qu Jiansheng to take him as a disciple.

I wonder what Jiang Yun has been busy with lately; she won't even come out when I invite her for drinks.

He could only wander around the capital with his two servants every day, which was quite boring.

He used to enjoy this leisurely life, living the life of a wealthy young master in the capital every day.

But now, I miss life in the military.

He also planned that once the army returned to Jianchi Pass, he would leave the capital.

"Hey, what's this?" Xu Xiaogang's gaze suddenly fell on some fans on the street. He opened one and said with a smile, "Hey, this poem is pretty good."

The fan vendor said, "Of course, this is a poem written by Lord Jiang, the current commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"You don't know, do you? This commander was once a scholar. It is said that he was very talented in Nanzhou Prefecture. Even Miss Feng Beier from the Marquis of Weiwu's mansion was infatuated with him."

"Given his literary talent, if he had pursued the imperial examination path, he would certainly have achieved great success."

(End of this chapter)