Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 108 South China Sea Rock Island

The soul of the White Bone Prince knelt amidst the black flames, answering Yang Qisheng's question with fear and dejection:

"I don't know who that person is. I only know that he used the Ten Metal Attribute Pure White Sword Fiends. His swordsmanship was extremely high. I tried my best but failed to defeat him. Just then, my master's primordial spirit was traveling and passed by there. He used the Hundred Ghosts Diagram to capture him remotely and brought him back to Shaoyin Mountain. My master told me that he was from Taiyi Palace and was our sect's greatest enemy. He wanted to cut him into a thousand pieces and then send his soul into the Shaoyin Ghost Domain."

"That's all? You're saying he's already mastered Sword Aura? Are you sure it's Sword Aura and not just Sword Qi?"

In Yang Qisheng's view, Ye Yunqiao had not formally entered the sect, had not learned the "Lingbao Kunzai Jing", and was still in the stage of perfect foundation building, so it was impossible for him to use the sword aura.

The White Bone Prince was quite certain that the opponent was using the Sword Fiend technique, and that it was very powerful.

The White Bone Prince's magical power is not weak. Even if Ye Yunqiao cultivates the Sword Fiend, it is unlikely that he can fight him to a standstill, or even gain the upper hand.

Could that person not be Ye Yunqiao?

Yang Qisheng cast a spell, releasing a ball of colorless divine light from his palm. Within the light, Ye Yunqiao's appearance appeared. In fact, he hadn't seen Ye Yunqiao for over a year and didn't know what he looked like now. Fortunately, he had seen Ye Xueqiao not long ago, and the two brothers looked exactly alike.

The White Bone Prince shook his head: "It's not this person, it's someone else who looks different."

If it wasn't Ye Yunqiao, then who else would be by Siming Lake at this time? Are you sure it wasn't him?

"I'm not entirely sure... but it seems to be this person."

Yang Qisheng sensed a hint of cunning in the White Bone Prince's demeanor. This guy might be trying to trick him into killing him through his master so he could escape.

It's been over a year since he last saw Ye Yunqiao, and it's possible that he had some other adventures during that time.

Regardless of whether he is Ye Yunqiao or not, he is definitely a disciple of Taiyi Palace, and we must try our best to rescue him.

The person was captured by Cui Wushe and taken to Shaoyin Mountain. It was absolutely impossible for Yang Qisheng to rescue the person safely on his own. He had to find someone to help him, and that person had to be a senior expert who was no less than Cui Wushe!
The first person he thought of was Old Man Wutou, mainly because the old man had a good relationship with True Man Mingyi and lived nearby, only a little over a thousand miles away. If it were just like this time when Young Master Bujing and Young Master Baigu came to his door, he wouldn't have time to find help elsewhere.

When the next day dawned, Yang Qisheng washed and bathed, changed into clean new clothes, and then went with Nanxing to Broken Heart Cliff on Wutou Mountain.

I met the old man with black hair on the cliff.

He first thanked the old man with black hair for his help. The old man had sent his disciple to fight against the enemy at the risk of his life, and the old man himself was stationed there to monitor the situation remotely and prevent Cui Wushe from attacking.

Yang Qisheng then spoke of rescuing people: "I joined the sect very late; I had only just entered the mountain when my master went into seclusion to cultivate and hasn't emerged since. Now, my senior uncle has gone far away to the capital..."
Tens of thousands of miles away from here, my sect leader has sealed off the Taiyi Grotto-Heaven. I've never even met the other senior uncles and masters in the sect, and I don't even know the exact locations of their dojos or caves.
My senior brother has fallen into the hands of a demon. I don't know where Shaoyin Mountain is, nor do I know how powerful the enemy is. I truly don't know what to do. I humbly request your advice, senior.

His words were very tactful, like two children in a family, one of whom is kidnapped by a criminal and the parents are not around. The child seeks help from the parents' close friends and acquaintances instead of acting rashly on his own and making things worse.

The old man with the black hair was a close friend of the True Man of the Bright Light. Ye Yunqiao was the True Man of the Bright Light's disciple, and he was treated like his own child. Ye Yunqiao also had a proud nature.

"You don't need to worry about this. I'll go to Shaoyin Mountain and bring the child back myself!"

Hearing him speak so casually, Yang Qisheng felt uneasy. After all, both Cui Wushe and the Old Man of Blackheads possessed immense magical power, so much so that he couldn't even fathom their limits. He had no way of knowing who was stronger.

Hesitantly, he couldn't help but ask, "I wonder what realm Cui Wushe is at now? Has he already reached the Nascent Soul stage?"

The old man with the black hair was a little unhappy after hearing this, thinking that Yang Qisheng was underestimating him.

"So what if he doesn't cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage? The Eight Ghost Immortals, hehe, they were just eight good-for-nothing brats back then! You don't need to worry about me. If your seven senior brothers were still alive, why would I need to take action? The seven of them could wipe out all eight ghost dolls!" Since he had said that, Yang Qisheng couldn't say anything else and could only hope that everything would go smoothly.

Old Man Wutou went to Shaoyin Mountain to rescue people. Yang Qisheng was worried about the Yang family, so he flew back to Sanjiang City to wait. He originally expected to get the results in three to five days at most, but seven or eight days passed and there was still no news.

Yang Qisheng went to Wutou Mountain to inquire about the results, but only Nanxing was at home. When asked, he said that his master had not returned yet.

More than ten days passed, and the old man with black hair still hadn't returned.

"We can't wait any longer, something must have happened!"

Nanxing panicked at this point: "With Master's strength, he shouldn't be in any danger?"

"But he hasn't come back yet."

"What should we do then? Should we go to Shaoyin Mountain? I know where Shaoyin Mountain is!"

“Uncle Wutou went there but didn’t come back. The two of us are even more useless. Going there would be pointless and we would just be wasting our time.”

Nanxing's tone became agitated: "But we can't just accept this and do nothing, can we?"

"Of course we can't do nothing."

Yang Qisheng thought for a moment. In recent years, he had made a few friends, including Xiao Lingyu from the Yunyang Sect, Lu Mingchuan from the Longhu Sect, and Shen Jin from the Northwest. However, none of them were of any use in the face of the powerful Cui Wushe.

If there's no chance of winning, you shouldn't drag your friends into it for no reason; that would be like using someone as a scapegoat, which is incredibly unethical.

This matter still needs to be resolved by the senior members of the Taiyi Palace sect.

He asked Nanxing, "Do you know where the five senior uncles and grand-uncles of our Taiyi Palace, apart from my master, have their dojos outside?"

Nanxing really knew about it. Apart from Mingyi Zhenren's Longgao Mountain, he also knew the other four like the back of his hand, and he counted them off on his fingers one by one.

Yang Qisheng immediately noticed that none of them were close. The furthest one was his aunt Zhongfu, who lived in the volcanic swamps of the Western Sea, several times farther than his uncle Dayou in the capital!
No wonder that after Huo Yaoguang got into trouble, he didn't go home to ask his master for help, but went directly to Qingning Mountain.

The closest person to him was actually his eighth martial uncle, Master Hongjian.

Uncle Hongjian's dojo is on Panshi Island in the South China Sea, not deep in the ocean, but only about 3,000 miles from the mainland.

Yang Qisheng inquired in detail about the location and features of Panshi Island, asked Nanxing to help guard the house, and hurriedly left Wutou Mountain to rush south to fetch reinforcements.

He first spent most of the day flying to the South China Sea, and then continued south in search of Panshi Island.

Nanxing had never been to Panshi Island; he had only heard about it from his master.

He said the island was a large reef, as black as ink, like a black dragon coiled in the sea with its claws outstretched. It was about a hundred miles in circumference and only a few kinds of plants grew on it. It was different from other places and could be seen at a glance when flying over from the sky.

(End of this chapter)