I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 164 The Robbery Arrives (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Summer goes and autumn comes, winter snow arrives.

Jiang Yi cultivates while sleeping and steals masters in his dreams. He's too lazy to keep up with his own Crane Shadow Notes anymore. Hua Gu was taken away by Xuan Hui to be personally taught, so he didn't have time to record his daily life.

Hong Li... never mind!
After the Dream Immortal Sect was wiped out, it temporarily fell silent and there was no further news. The Northern Xuan cultivation world has been relatively peaceful for the past six months, with nothing of noteworthy to discuss.

Longri Zhenjun returned from the Insect Valley, but the elder who had defected from the Insect Valley was still not found. Her purpose in returning this time was to bring Shang Shixu with her.

On one hand, she continued searching for the elders who had defected from the Insect Valley. This matter was somewhat related to True Lord Longri, and she couldn't ignore it.

Secondly, he took the opportunity to travel through the Shang Dynasty and help them overcome their emotional turmoil.

Before leaving the clan, Shang Shixu sent a farewell message to Jiang Yi, informing him of this matter.

Now that it's just the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, a new round of inner disciple assessments is about to begin.

Those who had taken the assessment with Jiang Yi before have all successfully established their foundations one after another.

I heard that Lin Xiyue, a disciple of Master Luoheng, was the one who taught Jiang Yi the Hundred Explanations of Demon Spirits. Because she had not been able to understand the Heart Tribulation for many years, she was also expelled from Master Luoheng's house.

Lin Xiyue, accompanied by Ji Honglian, the newly recruited disciple of Luo Heng Zhenren, went to Bai Zang Valley to deliver a message for Luo Heng Zhenren. The journey was long, and they took the opportunity to travel around.

The fake swordsman Xiao Jue pulled Feng Wuhen along with him on a pilgrimage to the Xuan Ying Sword Sect.

The rest of Jiang Yi could remember were the wolf girl Cang Qingyue, the heavy-hammered Li Hanshan, the puppeteer Chu Qianji, and Su Chanyi, who had been expelled from the sect by her own master.

It's clear that these elderly people have had enough of taking care of the children and are eager to enjoy some leisure time.

This may be the last period of leisure for these young disciples on their path of cultivation. After they overcome the Tribulation of Heartbeat, they will all go to the North Sea battlefield for rotation and guard duty, and truly begin to face the demon race head-on.

Zhao Cangyun and Xuan Hui have asked Jiang Yi many times when he will go on a trip.

Zhao Cangyun, being a demon, had no heart-fluttering tribulation at all; he just wanted to go out and play with her. Otherwise, being watched by Xuan Hui every day while cultivating on Liuyue Peak and serving as Hua Gu's sparring partner would make him want to cry.

Xuanhui felt uncomfortable seeing her lounging in the courtyard drinking tea during the winter. Jiang Yi didn't understand; she could be comfortable as she pleased, what did it have to do with Xuanhui?

However, her life wasn't exactly comfortable, since every now and then she had to enter that lingering remnant to grind for secret manuals.

Moreover, she couldn't succeed every time; five out of ten times, she was defeated by the "What kind of demon is this, Wuqu vanquishing demons" spell.

There were also three other times when I angered the old man by bringing up other topics while learning the mental techniques, and I was punished by having to practice swordsmanship until dawn, and I had to leave the dream on my own.

This regrettable dream has no memory; every time she enters, she has a completely new identity and has to start all over again.

Fixed routines don't always work; the old man is sometimes quick-witted and sometimes confused.

The lingering regret is now very weak, so weak that it is about to dissipate.

Besides the Sword Manual, she also obtained the "Stepping the Dipper" movement technique that matches the Sword Manual, four sets of sword formations, and the secret recipe for forging the Heavenly Dipper Sword.

When Master returns, we can use the Black Gold Jade Bamboo and the Thousand-Year Peach Wood Core to forge the sword core of the Heavenly Gang Sword. Then we can find Heavenly Star Meteorite Iron and gradually forge it into the sword to improve its grade and power.

On this day, in a dream, at the Xuandu Temple.

The cicadas continued their loud, incessant chirping.

"...His body moves like a dragon, his feet grasp the Big Dipper, his sword follows his body, and his aura arises from his sword..."

Jiang Yi listened to the old man explain the movement techniques for the fourth time, and sighed silently, thinking that this was the last time, and there was nothing new to learn.

I always feel like something's missing.

"...Have I already explained this footwork to you?"

The old man's sudden remark sent a chill down Jiang Yi's spine.

Although she remained impassive, the old man smiled.

“My young friend has come many times, each time with a different identity. I was so confused that I couldn’t distinguish between dream and reality. Now, as my lingering thoughts are about to disappear, I have finally awakened from my dream.”

The old man slowly rose, stood with his hands behind his back, and gazed at the cicadas chirping among the treetops.

"Even if this cicada tries its best, it will never see the spring of next year." Before he finished speaking, the old man's sleeves moved without wind, and thousands of invisible sword energies suddenly burst forth from his body.

In an instant, the cicadas inside Xuandu Temple stopped chirping!

All the cicadas were accurately shot down, falling like leaves.

The entire Taoist temple fell into a solemn silence. Jiang Yi's pupils contracted slightly as she saw the old man standing amidst the falling leaves, exuding an extraordinary aura, his every move revealing a state of returning to simplicity and authenticity.

"Would you like to learn?" The old man asked Jiang Yi with a kind smile.

Jiang Yi suddenly realized that this lingering resentment was the manifestation of the old man's obsession with passing on his knowledge and skills.

Before Jiang Yi could answer, the old man continued, “The Heavenly Gang Demon Subduing Sword Manual is a complete set of ultimate techniques, including swordsmanship, mental cultivation, footwork, formations, and a method for refining the spirit. What I just demonstrated was a method from the Star Refining Spirit Method.”

"Using the celestial stars as a furnace and one's own divine consciousness as a sword, one can forge an unparalleled divine soul that can break through all evil illusions. This method not only enhances divine consciousness but also transforms it into a sword, capable of slaying an enemy's soul with a single thought."

"I've already taught you so much, how can I leave you with only the most crucial method of refining the spirit? My time is running out, so listen carefully..."

The old man's figure began to become transparent, and the edges of his robes turned into specks of starlight, drifting away on the bluestone slabs of the empty courtyard of Xuandu Temple.

He spoke faster and faster, each word seemingly etched into the air, carrying a faint golden hue.

Time passed second by second, and the old man's legs completely disappeared, yet he continued to tell his story. A gust of wind blew by, and the old man's right arm was swept away by the wind.

"Remember this: divine will is like a sword; its strength lies not in its sharpness, but in its resilience..."

Before the last word had even finished, the old man's figure completely transformed into countless points of light, disappearing into the Xuandu Temple on a summer afternoon.

"I hope that in the future... you will be able to pass on this unique skill..."

The courtyard was silent. Jiang Yi stood there, looking at the spot where the old man had disappeared, feeling lost and forlorn.

After straightening his clothes, Jiang Yi performed the most solemn teacher-respecting salute towards the void.

Just as she was about to straighten up, she caught a glimpse of a pale yellow figure standing silently beneath the mottled red walls of Xuandu Temple.

The woman in yellow, Huang Miaozhi!

Jiang Yi felt a chill run down her spine. Before she could even turn around completely, she heard a soft 'swoosh' sound, like a sharp blade cutting through silk.

A golden ray pierced through her back, and blood bloomed on her chest before she belatedly felt the excruciating pain.

Who says you don't feel pain in your dreams!
Boundless darkness engulfed her from all sides. Before waking from her dream, Jiang Yi saw Huang Miaozhi with a sinister smile on her face, silently saying to her...
'Found you'

Jiang Yi suddenly sat up in bed, clutching her clothes tightly to her chest. Although there was no wound there, she could still feel the sharp pain of the golden light piercing her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.

The peach pit in his palm had cracked open, and cold sweat trickled down his spine, soaking his inner clothes until they were icy cold. After a long while, Jiang Yi finally caught his breath. His true energy in his dantian was as chaotic as boiling water, and several vital acupoints were throbbing, which was a sign of qi deviation.

Jiang Yi reached into his robes and forcefully grabbed the 'Blood Escape Puppet' that the sect had exchanged for last time. (Chapter 113 The Five Gather, Part 2)
This blood-escape puppet had already been refined with her own blood essence and was always kept by her side. Whenever she was attacked fatally, it would activate on its own, allowing her to escape thousands of miles with her blood essence and save her life.

On the earthen foundation of his dantian, peach branches swayed, and the spiritual energy within his body circulated on its own, spreading cool energy into his limbs and bones, helping Jiang Yi calm his mind and suppress his rampaging true energy.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside, and Jiang Yi tensed up immediately.

A familiar red figure appeared, travel-worn, with a silver whip hanging at his waist.

"Master." Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Danxi is the real Danxi, not an illusion or anyone else.

"What's wrong? You look like you've gone into a qi deviation? Have you suffered a heart-moving tribulation? No, how did you reach Foundation Establishment so quickly? I even went to the Jade Purity Sect to buy you a Purple Mansion Returning to Truth Pill, what a waste!"

Danxi had just entered the sect, and perhaps due to the special connection between master and disciple, she felt a pang of fear upon returning and went straight to Jiang Yi's Cloud Lodge.

"Jiang Heying, you come out here right now! Pack your things and get out of Liuyue Peak and out of Cangling Sect. Don't let me see you again. If you dare not leave, I'll burn this Yunlu down!"

Xuan Hui's angry voice came from outside. The master and disciple looked at each other. Jiang Yi, whose face was still pale, looked pitiful in Dan Xi's eyes, like a little cabbage being bullied by a bully.

Danxi's brows furrowed slowly. "I wasn't here, and this is how he treats you?"

(End of this chapter)