I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 561 Two Ancestors (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Yi knew that her master and Longri Zhenjun had lost everything they owned.

Duan Jin wasn't much better off; the only difference was that Duan Jin could keep accounts with Hong Li, which made him look slightly better.

Danxi's temples were bulging with veins, and she was about to explode in anger and overturn the table when Jiang Yi rushed over and overturned Hongli's cards.

"I'm not playing anymore, it's just for fun, don't take it too seriously."

Danxi and Longri's expressions gradually softened, and Duanjin breathed a sigh of relief. Only Hongli looked bewildered. Looking at her disheveled clothes and then at Jiang Yi, she was about to speak when Jiang Yi cast a silencing spell and quickly stuffed Hongli into the Youxian Ferry.

Of course, she didn't forget the mountain of spirit stones and numerous magical treasures behind Hong Li.

Returning it is impossible; even her own master wouldn't return it. Hongli won it through her own abilities.

"Master, you should rest for a while. I estimate that we'll have news from the Yu family soon."

Jiang Yi carefully put away the cards on the table. She had personally ground them piece by piece from the raccoon ribs, and she had also carved the words on them. They hadn't been used since they were made, and they were all her hard work. She would feel bad if even one card was missing.

Danxi watched Jiang Yi collect his cards with a stern face, and after a while, she ordered, "Give me a set of these cards!"

Before Jiang Yi could reply, Long Ri timidly looked up, "Um... if it's convenient, could you get me one too? Thanks~"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi looked at Duan Jin, her expression clear.

Duan Jin paused for a moment, pointed to himself, and Jiang Yi slowly nodded. Duan Jin sighed again.

"I understand. I'll go back and make it now. Will using materials that can block divine sense from spying be sufficient?"

"Yes, you can also design a puppet mechanism on the card table to automatically shuffle and stack the cards, so that the cards on the table are always in a state of random rotation before they are drawn, to prevent someone from counting cards."

Upon hearing Jiang Yi's words, Danxi and Longri simultaneously widened their eyes, looking at Jiang Yi in disbelief.

They played for two months before figuring out the patterns in the cards. Just as they were wondering if they could count the cards, Jiang Yi blocked that path for them.

Row!
This is even more interesting!

Danxi was also generous, immediately handing over several large pieces of the bones of some unknown sea monster to Duanjin. Longri also contributed some special insect molts, which could be used as ink for engraving and could interfere with divine sense detection.

"Hurry up, this game is getting exciting!"

Danxi was completely engrossed in it and couldn't extricate herself.

Suddenly, a scene flashed through Jiang Yi's mind: all the True Immortals and True Monarchs of the Cangling Sect were gathered together playing mahjong, and the losers had to pawn their own demon spirits to others to do work.

If things go wrong, it might even negatively impact the neighboring Lingxu Sword Sect and Qingwei Sword Sect...

Danxi got up and stretched her legs. Although she was a little angry from losing at cards these past two months, the pressure she had accumulated over the years because of worrying about Jiang Yurong was indeed released during the card game.

Spirit stones are something anyone can earn; if you lose them, you lose them—it's no big deal.

"I'm going to see Jiang Yurong."

Danxi went to visit Jiang Yurong, who was in seclusion, and Jiang Yi chatted with Longri for a few minutes.

Xingyan Sanren's divine thought only lasted for two months in reality, but in the dream world, it lasted for more than twenty years.

The world shaped by divine will has boundaries, unlike the dreams of living people which can extend freely. So she simply slept through it all, which was quite boring.

After exchanging only a few words, Jiang Yi paused, a sword's cry echoing in his mind—a warning from Zhaoming that someone was approaching the island. Jiang Yi immediately called his master and Longri to go out together. After identifying the intruder, Danxi withdrew the outer array of the island. Xuanhui was still in seclusion recovering, and they couldn't add to his burden.

The three of them stopped on the coastal reef. In the distance, two streaks of light broke through the raging storm, their auras as steady as mountains. They were the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Yu family and the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Su family, both mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.

The light dissipated upon landing, revealing five figures: Shen Qianling, Yu Qianlang, and Su Lingxian.

The two leading figures were an elderly man with white hair and beard, wearing a dark blue sword robe and carrying an ancient longsword with seven dragon patterns wrapped around its scabbard.

His eyes were sharp, and his sword intent was concentrated but not released. He was none other than Yu Canghai, the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Yu family of Sword Island.

Half a step behind the old man was a woman dressed in an elegant white shirt, with a face as youthful as a young girl, but her calm, watery eyes revealed a sense of age that did not match her appearance.

She was surrounded by a faint, refreshing scent of grass and trees, gentle and full of vitality. A small jade gourd hung at her waist. She was Su Qingzhi, the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Su family on Medicine Immortal Island.

"Greetings, Senior Yu and Senior Su."

As the hostess of this place, Danxi took the lead in bowing and greeting them with a loud and clear voice, neither humble nor arrogant. Although her cultivation was not as high as the two of them, her aura was not suppressed at all and remained as flamboyant as a raging fire.

"You're welcome."

Yu Canghai's voice was steady and powerful. His gaze swept over Danxi and Longri, finally landing on Jiang Yi with a hint of scrutiny.

"This must be young friend Jiang from the Lingxu Sword Sect."

"Junior Jiang Heying of Lingxu Sword Sect greets Senior Yu and Senior Su."

Jiang Yi stood beside Dan Xi and also bowed respectfully.

Su Qingzhi nodded slightly, her voice gentle and warm, "No need for formalities. Young friend Jiang is indeed a dragon among men, a prodigy. He has already reached the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age, and his aura is even stronger than Qianlang's. He has a profound foundation."

Her gaze lingered on Jiang Yi for a moment, carrying the keen insight unique to medical practitioners.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the atmosphere became somewhat somber.

Yu Canghai got straight to the point, "Young friend Jiang invited me and fellow Daoist Su here to discuss the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm. We might as well speak frankly."

"Senior is very generous." Jiang Yi said frankly, "This time I came to the Floating Light Sea on the orders of my sect to open the secret realm of the Nine Cauldrons Boundary-Stabilizing Array. I happened to meet my mentor who taught me the way of demon control. My master, Danxi, is only one step away from becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator. However, because there are many Nascent Soul cultivators gathered here and powerful enemies are all around, I am afraid that he will be disturbed when he becomes a Nascent Soul cultivator and fail at the last moment."

"If the two seniors are willing to protect my master and ensure that his Nascent Soul transformation process is not disturbed, I will be eternally grateful. I am willing to take the two seniors into the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm in the name of Lingxu Sword Sect. After the secret realm is opened and the nodes of the great array are stabilized, the treasures hidden inside will be divided among my master Danxi, True Monarch Longri, and Sword Monarch Yurong. The rest will belong to the two seniors. We will not take even a single penny. I swear this oath."

Upon hearing this, a slight ripple appeared on Yu Canghai's usually placid face, and a look of surprise flashed across Su Qingzhi's eyes.

The value of the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm is self-evident, and Jiang Yi's promise is extremely generous, essentially giving away most of the secret realm's benefits in exchange for a safe environment for the Dharma protectors.

This demonstrates both the Lingxu Sword Sect's sincerity and its extreme emphasis on Danxi's Nascent Soul transformation.

They weren't afraid of Jiang Yi's trickery; her status was undeniable. If anything went wrong, they could simply go to the Lingxu Sword Sect, and the Lingxu Sword Sect would naturally give them an explanation.

While Yu Canghai and Su Qingzhi exchanged glances and discussed their plan telepathically, Shen Qianling couldn't help but step forward.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I have invited the two patriarchs as promised. Could you please return Xingyan Sanren's relics?"

When Jiang Yi turned to Shen Qianling, the humility and restraint he displayed when facing a Nascent Soul cultivator were replaced by a slightly forceful tone.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, I'm sorry, I cannot entrust Xingyan Sanren's belongings to you now."

(End of this chapter)