Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 273 Leaving
A group of strangely dressed cultivators burst out from the thick fog.

Their cultivation levels varied, but without exception, they all carried an aura of ferocity from years of battle.

Zhu Ju guessed correctly.

This group of cultivators is none other than the infamous One Cave Ghost of the South China Sea.

Or.

It is part of the South China Sea Demon Cave.

They were invited by the Fang family of the Yunjing Chamber of Commerce to participate in the siege of the Yan family, and after the success, they could share a portion of the Yan family's assets.

"kill!"

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

The sound that shakes the soul and weakens fighting spirit is also a kind of magic.

Streaks of light flew out from the thick fog.

Various magical artifacts, talismans, and divine lightning swept in, instantly blasting a group of innate Qi cultivators into dust.

"Misunderstand!"

Yuan Mo retreated repeatedly, shouting loudly:
"Fellow Daoists, this is a misunderstanding. Zhu Ju is also our enemy. We can hand him over."

"Humph!"

A person stepped out of the thick fog, observing coldly:

“Several of our brothers died at your hands a few days ago, not to mention you stole our goods.”

"Kill them all!"

"Don't let a single one escape!"

"Find that Zhu fellow! I want to avenge my brother myself!"

The newcomer was shirtless, burly, and wielded a trident over ten feet long, resembling a fierce warrior.

As he stepped out, a palpable aura of ferocity swept over them, making it hard to breathe.

Kou Wu!

Kou Wen, one of the late-stage Dao Foundation cultivators among the Ghosts of the South China Sea, was the elder brother of Zhu Ju.

Kou Wen and Kou Wu, you can tell from their names that they are brothers.

"kill!"

The group of cultivators, their eyes gleaming with excitement, rushed towards the crowd, among whom were several familiar faces who had escaped a few days earlier.

At that time, Chen Tong, Zhu Ju, and others were implicated because of Yuan Mo and others.

now.

Because Zhu Ju attracted even stronger experts.

It can only be said that every sip and every bite is preordained by fate, and no one can escape it.

"Fight them!"

Yuan Mo's eyes widened as he unleashed a shuttle-shaped magical artifact, hurling it at several people in front of him, signaling for the others to join the attack:
"Don't panic!"

Although defeat is inevitable, as long as we remain calm, there is a chance to escape. Once chaos ensues, no one can escape.

I understand the logic.

But when faced with a group of murderous cultivators charging towards them with a howling roar, only a few were able to remain calm and composed.

"Wow..."

The group of Qi Refining cultivators were the first to be unable to withstand the pressure and turned to flee in all directions, followed by the Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Humph!"

Kou Wu looked disdainful and appeared in front of a Foundation Establishment cultivator in a flash. With a light flick of his trident, he pierced a bloody hole in the opponent's body, rendering his protective aura completely ineffective.

His body seemed to be enveloped by a deep, invisible stream of water; attacks from others would only cause ripples on it, but would not harm him in the slightest.

The trident pierced and flashed, and no one could withstand it. In the blink of an eye, it plunged Yuan Mo and the others into despair.

the other side.

"Chairman."

Chen Tong was still in a daze when he felt his wrist being grabbed and he was forced to retreat into the thick fog.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu."

"Fellow Hu Dao?"

"It's us." Zhu Ju nodded, glancing warily at the generals who were wreaking havoc in the arena, and said in a low voice:
"Let's get out of here while Yuan Mo is holding them off."

Kou Wu is a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and is suspected of wielding a magic weapon. There is little confidence in facing him head-on.

What's more.

There was more than one person on the other side, and many of their accomplices.

"Correct."

Hu Lishu nodded hurriedly:
"Let's go quickly."

“But…” Chen Tong looked back, a look of reluctance on his face, for his apprentices were all behind him.

"Chairman."

Zhu Ju shook his head:

"If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

"Sigh!" Chen Tong stamped his foot. He wasn't one to hesitate, so he immediately looked away and nodded firmly.

"Where there is life, there is hope."

"let's go!"

…………

Two hours later.

The three appeared near the back mountain market. The market was not far ahead, and they could already faintly hear voices.

"Both of you."

Zhu Ju stopped in his tracks:

"It's time for us to separate."

"Separate?" Hu Lishu was taken aback by this and asked, puzzled:
"Fellow Daoist, aren't you going to the market?"

"No, thank you." Zhu Ju shook his head.
“I killed Kou Wu’s brother. If I’m not mistaken, the Ghost Cave of the South China Sea must have been invited by the Fang or Sun families. Even if we hide in the market, we may not be safe. I plan to leave Cloud Whale Island.”

"Leave?" Chen Tong's eyes flickered slightly.
"Do you have a way to get out of here?"

"Yes." Zhu Ju nodded:
"However, only I can leave."

"..." Chen Tong sighed softly:
That's a real shame.

Cloud Whale Island was once a pure land in the cultivation world of the East Sea, but now it has become a battlefield where demonic cultivators run rampant.

If I can leave.

He will also choose to leave.

"Having seen you off for a thousand miles, we must eventually part ways." Zhu Ju clasped his hands in a respectful gesture.
"This time, I will be leaving Zhu to go to the Ten Thousand Mountains. I fear we will never meet again in this life. Please take good care of yourselves!"

"Take good care of yourself!" Chen Tong said with a sigh.
"It's just a pity that we've known each other for so long but haven't been able to get together properly."

"Fellow Daoist." Hu Lishu's beautiful eyes darted around, her expression shifting, before she took something out of her person and handed it over:

"Thank you for your help. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

Zhu Ju took it, scanned it with his divine sense, and his expression changed slightly, becoming somewhat solemn.

"Such a generous gift..."

"Thank you very much!"

"I should be the one thanking you," Hu Lishu shook her head.

"If it weren't for you, fellow Daoist, I would probably have perished long ago."

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself!"

The three clasped their hands in a respectful gesture, already understanding in their hearts that this parting would likely be their last.

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The thick fog covered the entire island, obscuring people's vision, distorting their perception, and causing them to lose their way.

The third-order formation prohibits flying and teleportation, making rapid movement a luxury.

all in all.

It makes it impossible for people to leave this island.

Fortunately.

Zhu Ju had lived on the island for many years. Although he was not familiar with every plant and tree, he knew the approximate location.

With a little trial and error, you can find the right direction.

"Kou Wu, the 'One Cave of Ghosts in the South China Sea,' the unknown murderer who killed a Dao Foundation cultivator, the demonic cultivator hiding his identity, and the feud between the Yan family and other families."

"There are still many unresolved issues on the island, but..."

"It would be best to leave as soon as possible!"

Zhu Ju did not seek perfection, but only stability.

He has already obtained the next nautical chart from Yan Ying, and he is very confident that he can leave the East China Sea alone.

"no!"

"What a pity." After carefully searching through the spoils he had obtained from Yu Lou, Zhu Ju shook his head helplessly.

That mantra is incredibly powerful.

Even within the Jade Void Sect, it could become a core, top-tier inheritance; acquiring it would undoubtedly greatly enhance one's strength.

But it's a pity.

Yu Lou did not possess any cultivation methods related to it, only a token inscribed with a mantra.

This is also normal.

Dao Foundation cultivators possess photographic memory, and unless they intend to sell or leave it to future generations, they never leave any written record.

Even if you memorize the martial arts manuals, it's not safe to rely on them, let alone when they're written in a book.

"Shingon sect?"

Holding the token, Zhu Ju looked it over several times, his eyes filled with doubt:

Does such a sect exist in the world?

As far as he knew, there was no such thing as the 'True Word Sect' in either the Great Zhou or the East Sea cultivation world.

Is it possible?
Is it really an ancient sect?
Given the profound wisdom and methods revealed by Yu Lou, if such a sect existed, it would be impossible for it to remain unknown.

With no answer, Zhu Ju simply stopped thinking about it, put away the token, and took out a piece of dark yellow paper.

"The recipe..."

"Fellow Daoist Hu, you are very kind!"

Before parting, Hu Lishu actually gave him the recipe for brewing wine from the Drunken Taoist.

The wine recipe that Yu Lou had longed for, which could serve as the foundation for his family's inheritance, thus fell into Zhu Ju's hands.

There are twelve wine recipes in total.

This includes the Thousand-Day Intoxication, which can enhance the cultivation of cultivators at the Dao Foundation stage; each recipe for this wine is priceless.

"Ok?"

Zhu Ju, who was reviewing the wine recipe, paused, put away the paper, summoned his flying sword, and looked at the thick fog ahead:
"Fellow Daoists, are you going to block my way?"

Thick fog rolled in.

Two people emerged from the front and the side, their auras as Dao Foundation cultivators emanating from them.

The two were dressed in dark black robes and wore wolf and tiger masks, with two flying swords spinning rapidly around them.

"Fellow Daoist, your perception is keen."

The wolf-masked cultivator looked at Zhu Ju and spoke slowly:
"My brother and I were forced to set up this checkpoint to borrow spirit stones from those who pass by."

"Ah……"

"Now that we've been discovered, let's consider this a good deed. Please, fellow Daoist!"

He stepped aside to make way.

The tiger-masked cultivator also took a step back. Although they chose to back down, neither of them let their guard down.

Tribulation cultivator!

The island is getting more and more chaotic; even Dao Foundation cultivators are openly and legitimately becoming Tribulation cultivators.

Looking at the narrow valley in front of him, Zhu Ju's eyes flashed with a spiritual light, and then he looked towards the pool of water to the side.

There's a formation in the valley!

Take a detour!

His choice seemed to have taken the two of them by surprise, and the tiger-masked cultivator moved as if to make a move.

However, he was stopped by a wolf-masked monk standing to the side with a look.

"Farewell!"

As the distance between them grew further and further, Zhu Ju clasped his hands in a fist salute and flashed across the pool to take a detour.

at this time.

"Wow!"

The pool suddenly burst open, and dozens of tentacles as thick as a child's arm emerged from it, wrapping around Zhu Ju with lightning speed.

"Do it!"

The wolf-masked cultivator roared, and a flying sword shot out beside him in a flash.

Another tiger-masked cultivator let out a strange cry, lunged forward, and charged over as a phantom.

"Ok!"

Tentacles wrapped around his body, palm-sized suction cups clung tightly to his clothes, and a violent force pulled him downwards.

Zhu Ju, who was suspended in mid-air with nowhere to grab onto, was actually pulled into the pool of water.

trap!

Zhu Juxin suddenly realized that the formation in the valley was just a smokescreen, and the pool was the real killing move.

It might be safer to go through the valley.

Even with his three souls linked and his physical body formidable, he still couldn't defend against the tentacles' sneak attack, demonstrating the extraordinary power of the monster in the pool.

"out!"

"Crash..."

Zhu Ju shrugged, and a pair of metal wings unfolded from his back, forcefully pushing the tentacles away from his body.

"twist!"

He made a sword gesture with his hands.

The wind and thunder blade wings suddenly spun around.

Hundreds of blades, like a wildly spinning millstone, engulfed all the tentacles.

"Woo..."

A scream came from the bottom of the water, where tentacles and flashing knives rolled around, and blood mingled with mud.

"Little Gray!"

The tiger-masked cultivator roared angrily and flashed in front of Zhu Ju, his hands forming claws as he clenched down.

"Peng!"

Zhu Ju's body suddenly froze.

They were both shocked at the same time.

Body Refinement Cultivator!

Do not!
Zhu Ju instantly came to his senses. The other party was not a body-refining cultivator, but an evil cultivator who had refined the soul of a demon beast into his own body.

These cultivators possess extremely strong physical bodies, comparable to those of body-refining cultivators, but their bodies often undergo mutations.

at the same time.

Two flying swords also slashed over.

A demonic beast, an evil path, and a flying sword—two Dao Foundation Tribulation cultivators plus a mid-stage second-tier demonic beast joined forces.

Even a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could easily defeat it.

They have experienced scenes like this many times before, and theoretically, there shouldn't be any surprises this time either.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the pool exploded, and the water surged upwards for hundreds of feet.

Below, in the mud.

Zhu Ju grabbed the tiger-masked cultivator with his right hand and released five-colored spiritual light with his left hand, pressing it onto the head of a giant squid.

At the same time, the Wind and Thunder Blade Wings spun wildly, knocking away the incoming flying sword.

He had bloody marks all over his body and looked a bit disheveled, but he had already subdued his opponent.

"The third level of body refining!"

"magic weapon!"

The wolf-masked cultivator's eyes widened in terror. He suddenly swung his long sleeves, throwing out two lightning balls, and retreated in a flash of lightning.

"Want to escape?"

Zhu Ju's face was cold as he threw the man and the demon in his hands toward the thunderball, and the wind and thunder blade wings on his back suddenly trembled.

"Shh!"

His body appeared in front of the wolf-masked cultivator as if by teleportation, his five fingers coming together like a sharp blade slashing down.

"puff!"

"Pfft!"

A series of swift hand strikes left behind afterimages.

The wolf-masked cultivator let out a mournful cry and was sent flying. At the same time, a loud explosion came from behind, and lightning tore the other man and demon to pieces on the spot.

After a while.

Zhu Ju picked up his spoils, tidied up the mess on the ground, and walked away.

He hadn't gone far when a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face as he looked at the unfamiliar surroundings.

"how come?"

"The formation on Cloud Whale Island has changed!"

(End of this chapter)