Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 310 The Location of the Illusion

The next day, Pei Xia got up, washed up a bit, tidied her clothes, put on a mask, and walked towards Xuanquan Peak.

It was still early, and there were few disciples on Danxia Peak, only a few young Taoist boys holding brooms, sweeping the ground while yawning sleepily.

Occasionally, you might see someone with a different style of clothing; they are usually disciples from other sects who are going to the Liancheng Illusionary Realm.

There were seven people in total. Excluding Pei Xia, Ye Baicha, Cheng Huoxiao, and the young master protected by Xing Ye, who he had met before, the remaining three were all strong individuals who had emerged from the competition among the four sects of Xiao Chen Kingdom.

Both were at the Opening Mansion Realm, and their auras were long and their spiritual power was abundant, making them extraordinary.

On the contrary, Pei Xia stood out.

Especially when they arrived at the main hall of Xuanquan Peak, the sect elders who were guarding their own cultivators began to chat with the Taoist priests of Yunhu Mountain in a manner that was full of social niceties.

Pei Xia, all alone, looked increasingly strange—he was even wearing a mask!
In a distant corner, Pei Lan was eating breakfast, holding a fried dough stick in her hand and gnawing on it while peeking around at the crowd gathering.

Seeing Pei Xia, he couldn't help but sneer: "Playing tricks, just like his master."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Pei Lan was tapped on the back of the head.

Luo Chen, carrying a whisk, slowly walked out from behind her: "What are you waiting for?"

Luo Chen arrived silently, and the two people behind him seemed to have their footsteps silenced as well.

One of the two was Ye Baicha, who was slender and petite, while the other had slightly dark skin and an honest face. However, he was solemn and silent with his lips tightly pressed together. He was none other than Zong Heng, a renowned expert from Yunhu Mountain.

The sect leader arrived with his disciples. Pei Lan sighed, patted his Taoist robe, and followed his senior brother into the crowd.

Upon seeing Luo Chen and Pei Lan arrive, everyone immediately fell silent and turned their gazes toward these two Heavenly Consciousness Realm experts from Yunhu Mountain.

Luo Chen, the host, smiled and bowed slightly to the guests: "Gentlemen, you're up early! Have you eaten?"

He wasn't just making conversation; he said they were supposed to meet in the morning, but it really wasn't this early. If everyone was here this early, then the breakfast they were supposed to have received hadn't arrived yet.

The question posed by these masters who have established their own domains and transformed their cultivation has left me somewhat bewildered.

You can't exactly say you haven't eaten, otherwise they'd have to bring you breakfast right there.

So everyone said they had already eaten, and that it didn't matter where they ate, they had already eaten anyway.

Pei Xia really didn't eat any, and he didn't say anything. His eyes swept over the fried dough stick in Pei Lan's hand, and his gaze passed by in a flash.

Just then, I caught a glimpse of Ye Baicha standing to the side.

This female demon appeared obedient and submissive in front of the Taoist priest of Yunhu Mountain.

Pei Xia didn't look at it for long and quickly looked away.

Unfortunately, Pei Lan still managed to catch them.

The female Taoist priest was stunned for a moment. What did that mean? She looked at me with a look that seemed to say, "What do you want from me?"
Also, what's the meaning behind looking at Ye Baicha? Could it be some kind of conspiracy?

Unlike Huang Bing, Luo Chen, a Taoist practitioner, would force himself to say something even when there was nothing to say. After inquiring about everyone's breakfast, he simply asked if everyone was fully prepared. Then he coughed, raised his hand, and gestured for everyone to follow him.

There aren't many pavilions on Xuanquan Peak. Apart from the solitary main hall, most of the other buildings are low and tidy. Although they are neat and clean, they can't hide their age. The road is paved with square white stones, but grass has already grown sparsely in the cracks between the stones.

Luo Chen led the way, showing no trace of the majesty of a Heavenly Consciousness Realm cultivator. He held a whisk in his hand and coughed from time to time, like an ordinary, elderly Taoist priest in an old, dilapidated temple.

As he walked, he said, "This trip to Liancheng Illusionary Realm will be led by Pei Lan, with Lord Xing Ye of the Martial Arts Platform and Elder Cheng Ming of the Luoyan Sect also accompanying us."

Although they were walking, the two people whose names were called by Luo Chen still turned around and clasped their hands in a fist salute to everyone present.

Pei Xia had already met Xing Ye yesterday. The old man's appearance hadn't changed much in ten years, except that his hair had turned whiter. The main difference was in his cultivation level.

It seems that he has indeed been well-fed these past few years by relying on the imperial court. Not only has he broken through to the Transformation Realm, but his foundation is also very solid. In comparison, Elder Cheng Ming of the Falling Flame Sect is slightly inferior. This Transformation Realm cultivator with a long beard reaching his chest looks to be around sixty years old. He is tall and broad-shouldered, and has a rather dignified air.

The Luo Yan Sect is a major sect in the western border of Xiao Chen Kingdom. Its reputation in the area may even surpass that of Yun Hu Mountain. Although it does not have a Heavenly Consciousness Realm expert in charge, it has four Transformation Realm experts, which is an overwhelming strength among the four sects in the eastern border.

Luo Chen continued without turning his head, "The Liancheng Illusionary Realm is not unique to my Little Chen Kingdom. There are eleven other trial teams like ours in the Eastern Continent, each led by a master. Because of differing stances, there are frictions every year. Alas, I've said this every year: keep a low profile. It doesn't seem to be of much use. I can only remind you all that if there are any conflicts, please discuss them after entering the illusionary realm. Prematurely harming each other is not good for anyone."

These are all based on experience.

The twelve kingdoms of Dongzhou did not initially coexist peacefully and develop stably. If it weren't for the two behemoths, Da Ling and Bei Yi, who were watching them covetously across the sea, the twelve kingdoms would have fought each other to the death.

Nations have feuds with each other, and clans have feuds with each other. Naturally, even the influential martial arts sects in Dongzhou have their own grudges.

For example, the Dasheng Temple in Lai Kingdom has always regarded Yunhu Mountain as an enemy, believing that the Daoist sect of Xiaochen Kingdom has influenced their efforts to spread their faith and promote Buddhism. In the past, they had attacked the cultivators of Yunhu Mountain many times in the Liancheng Illusion.

For example, I heard in the early years that one of Su Baozhai's female cultivators made a wild statement outside the illusion, humiliating another sect, and was beaten to a terrible state. In order to avoid suspicion, Lingxuan Pavilion simply forbade Su Baozhai from participating in the Liancheng Illusionary Realm martial arts competition.

"This year should be better, there will be more people watching," Luo Chen muttered.

Conflicts are easily aroused because those who go are all the chosen ones from various places, and they are hot-tempered. In addition, due to the limited number of places and the need to guard against the influence of illusions, there is often only one senior cultivator accompanying and guarding them, and they cannot take care of everyone.

But this time, the Little Chen Kingdom sent one Heavenly Knowledge expert and two Transformation Realm experts.

At this thought, a few discordant whispers arose from the crowd.

Luo Chenxu seemed to have noticed this, smiled, and said, "The other eleven countries are doing the same; they will all send more experts."

Don't even think about using your power to bully others.

"This year, strange phenomena have occurred frequently. Even the Sea Patrol God has appeared in the Eastern Sea. My junior brother Xun has also encountered problems with his Qi. Just in case, I hope everyone will be extra careful."

Sect Leader Luo paused for a moment, then continued, "Of course, within the illusion, things remain the same as always... life and death are irrelevant."

These four words seemed to possess some kind of special magic, causing everyone present to stiffen and become serious.

Sect Leader Luo appeared to be walking at a leisurely pace, but in reality, he was quite fast. In this short time, he had already circled most of Xuanquan Peak and led everyone to stop in front of a dusty, old warehouse.

He raised his whisk and waved it, then turned and winked at Pei Lan.

Pei Lan pursed her lips, walked out listlessly, opened the warehouse door, and crawled into the room through the sudden cloud of thick dust.

Before long, the sound of heavy metal being dragged along the ground could be heard from inside the room.

We are all practitioners, and there are some things we cannot see clearly.

But Ye Baicha was an expert in this field and could not ask for permission at this time. She strode out and rushed into the room, and then her solicitous voice rang out: "Uncle Pei, let me do it."

"No, I'll just come."

"It's alright, Uncle-Master. This is the kind of thing I should do."

"No need."

"It's nothing... Huh? U ...

"...See, I told you I didn't need it."

It sounded like a heavy object.

Master Zongheng, who had been somewhat dazed, finally rolled up his sleeves and walked in. With a few muffled groans of exertion, the dragging sound resumed.

Inside the warehouse, a flat object made of metal slowly came into view.

(End of this chapter)