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Chapter 753: The East Window Incident
Chapter 753: The East Window Incident
"You two are quite sensible."
Master Shuyu fell silent for a moment, then let out a low, somewhat dissatisfied laugh.
If they didn't want the things that had frightened them in South Continent, then so be it. A cultivation site was something no one would ever complain about having too many of.
"..."
Listening to these people discuss the ownership of Heavenly Tower Mountain without any restraint, Master Yunmiao felt displeased. However, when he glanced at Yoyo sitting above, he had to suppress his dissatisfaction.
Earlier, he thought the turmoil in his Dao heart was due to his uncertain future and lack of a place to belong.
But now that he had come down the mountain and had a general direction, the lingering unease in his heart still hadn't dissipated.
"What's really going on..."
Master Yunmiao stepped out of the hall, hoping to clear his mind.
Crane Boy nodded politely at him. Even though he didn't think much of this senior disciple from Spirit Void Cave, since the other was willing to bow his head, they would be family after today.
Yoyo's ambitions were not limited to a few territories.
She had entered the tribulation first, with her sights set on the final position. With such aspirations, she naturally needed a group of supporters.
Someone like Master Yunmiao, who had cultivation but lacked sufficient courage, was a perfect fit.
"Wait."
Just as Master Yunmiao was about to respond, he suddenly saw a streak of red light in the sky, and the faint unease in his heart stirred abruptly.
"Is that Crimson Cloud Cave?"
"It's heading toward Spirit Void Cave."
Crane Boy also looked up, then sprouted wings and flapped them slightly, disappearing from the spot. He immediately intercepted the red cloud that was speeding away.
"Are you heading to Spirit Void Cave, Immortal Master? Master Yunmiao is currently a guest at Clear Light Mountain."
Before the words were fully out, the red cloud slowly dispersed, revealing the figure within.
The moment Crane Boy saw that cold, stern face, his whole body trembled, wishing he could slap himself.
He had thought the one riding the cloud might be a personal disciple of Crimson Cloud Cave, but he hadn't expected it to be an Eternal and Transcendent Immortal.
"Little one pays respects to Great Immortal Chiyun!"
Such a Golden Immortal, detached from the world, spent their entire year cultivating and contemplating. They only appeared during the teachings of the sect leader. What had happened today to make this one leave Crimson Cloud Cave?
The man's face was indifferent, his blood-red flowing robe fluttering in the wind.
He didn't respond, only turned and flew toward Clear Light Mountain.
Before his figure arrived, Yoyo, who had been sitting lazily, was already leading her fellow disciples out to welcome him.
"We pay respects to Senior Uncle Chiyun!"
"Hmm."
Chiyunzi gave a cold acknowledgment to Yoyo, then his gaze swept over the group, finally settling on the most humble figure, Master Yunmiao.
The San Xian Jiao disciples, who had been chatting and laughing just moments ago, now dared not even breathe.
Master Yunmiao, under the intense scrutiny, felt as if he was drenched in sweat, and he bowed his head even lower.
A look of disdain flashed across Chiyunzi's eyes.
In the next moment, he waved his sleeve, and four streaks of light emerged, landing quietly on the ground.
When the light faded, the objects they contained were revealed.
Even Yoyo's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously released her hands.
In North Continent, the bodies of San Xian Jiao members were already rare, and to see four at once, all of them prominent figures, was even more shocking.
But what truly surprised her was the faint golden glow on the bodies.
Golden light could break all laws and subdue demons and evil spirits—this was an Ascetic's technique!
The light, like a river, washed over their bodies, directly suppressing and killing them. At the very least, this was the work of a Bodhisattva who had reached the pinnacle of the nine transformations.
"..."
Master Yunmiao's breathing halted as he stared at one of the female corpses, his face turning ashen.
He finally understood the source of his unease.
Lingsu was dead, and she had died at the hands of the Bodhi Sect!
He suddenly looked up, meeting Senior Uncle Chiyun's calm, emotionless eyes, and his back was drenched in sweat.
"What were they doing?" Chiyunzi's voice was devoid of emotion.
But anyone could see the anger simmering beneath the surface of this Eternal and Transcendent Immortal.
Crimson Cloud Cave had only seven disciples, and nearly half of them were now lying dead.
To see his personally raised disciples die so tragically right before his eyes, even a Golden Immortal who had transcended the Two Realms would find it hard to remain unmoved.
"Senior Uncle, Yunmiao... Yunmiao truly doesn't know!"
Master Yunmiao swallowed hard, the fear of his enraged senior uncle quickly overshadowing the sorrow of his junior sister's death.
He instinctively began to shirk responsibility: "Lingsu only told me she was going out with some fellow disciples from Crimson Cloud Cave to relax. She didn't specify what they were doing, and I had no idea they would encounter the Bodhi Sect. This really has nothing to do with Yunmiao."
"……"
Chiyunzi's eyes gradually grew cold as he saw the other's response.
Just then, Yoyo suddenly stood up straight and looked over seriously.
"You speak", Chiyunzi shifted his gaze toward her.
"Conduct a thorough investigation of the North Continent. Let their blood pay the price."
Master Yoyo raised her head slightly, her pale jawline clear and beautiful. She narrowed her eyes and said, "Since they dared to come in, they shouldn't leave."
Hearing this, the chill in Chiyunzi's eyes lessened somewhat. He said in a deep voice, "When you have time, please invite your master to my Crimson Cloud Cave for a chat."
With that, he waved his sleeve again, sweeping away the three corpses, and transformed into a vast red cloud that soared into the sky.
Only after this senior left did everyone else heave a sigh of relief. They all stared at Lingsu's body, her face still full of fear and despair even in death, and their eyelids twitched involuntarily.
"These bandit monks, daring to extend their claws into the North Continent, they must be tired of living!"
Before the great calamity, the two sects practiced together, ascended to the heavens as officials, and greeted each other with warmth. It was a peaceful and harmonious time.
But in just a short while, even the lofty Third Grade Cultivators began to slaughter each other, using such cruel methods.
Since the other side was unrighteous, they should not blame us for being unkind.
At this moment, Old Ancestor Shenshan dared not say another word. He could only secretly send a grateful look to Old Ancestor Yuchi, who managed to remain calm.
How long has it been since the Bodhi Sect invaded the North Continent?
He could only hope it wasn't the Dragon Subduing Tiger Taming Bodhisattva from Southern Sumeru. If it were that fierce deity, they would have to be much more cautious. Seeing the Grand Emptiness Alchemy Emperor act so ostentatiously, hurriedly occupying a Daoist temple, if he were to be targeted by that fierce deity, they would have no tears to cry.
"Phew…"
Master Yunmiao stepped forward and gently lifted Lingsu into his arms. For some reason, he felt more lingering fear than sorrow.
It had been a close call, almost being swept up in the great calamity.
If he hadn't had a moment of enlightenment and come to Clear Light Mountain, forming a connection with Senior Sister Yoyo, this incident would have surely fallen on his shoulders.
The thought of leading the charge against those monks, who had no sense of their own depth, sent a chill down Master Yunmiao's spine.
Just the ones who acted this time were at least on par with him, being Bodhisattvas. Who knew how many more powerful cultivators they had in their ranks.
How close! How close!
"Spread the news to the other caves. The Bodhi Sect has invaded our North Continent. Activate the formations and find these monks."
At Yoyo's command, several Clear Light Cave disciples quickly took out jade slips.
As the senior disciple of the same lineage, the jade slips she sent out were clearly much more effective than those of Master Yunmiao.
Within a few days, responses came back from the jade slips.
In the face of a common enemy, the entire North Continent showed an unusual unity.
…
At the border of the North Continent, not yet within the original territory of the Divine Dynasty.
Several cultivators flew on their swords, soaring through the white clouds, enjoying a carefree journey.
They headed straight forward.
Suddenly, an invisible pressure descended, and their expressions changed drastically. They had to steady themselves and descend.
Before they even landed, over a dozen streaks of clear light interwove in the sky, forming a prism of ten colors.
"Which fellow Daoist is this? What does this mean?!"
The few cultivators frowned. They clearly only had Fifth Rank cultivation, which wasn't much in the North Continent. However, they didn't panic too much in the face of this sudden change.
"Fellow Daoist?"
A derisive laugh came from all around.
In the next moment, numerous cultivators, dressed in various styles, slowly revealed themselves. Though they came from different immortal lineages, the weakest among them had reached the Third Grade Great Emptiness Immortal realm.
The leader sneered and pointed at the prism in the sky. "What kind of fellow Daoist are you?"
The few sword-riding cultivators instinctively looked up and saw their clear reflections in the bright mirror, but they weren't the traveling cultivators they appeared to be. Instead, they were a group of monks in robes.
"…."
Seeing their cover blown, the few cultivators exchanged glances and reluctantly revealed their true forms.
Five Bodhisattvas, all disguised and infiltrating the North Continent.
One of them sighed and clasped his hands together. "Fellow Daoists, we come from Southern Sumeru with no ill intentions. We are here to investigate something on the orders of our sect. Please be lenient and let us pass."
As he spoke, he was also deeply confused.
This shouldn't be necessary. With the influence of the Three Immortals Sect in the North Continent, why be so cautious?
"No ill intentions?"
The disciples of the Three Immortals Sect simultaneously curled their lips into cruel smiles. "Tell that to the several senior brothers and sisters who were brutally killed at Crimson Cloud Cave."
Fighting among our own can be fierce, but it’s still a family matter.
A bunch of monks daring to meddle in the incense offerings of the North Continent? They’re asking for death!
Without another word, they summoned their magical artifacts and channeled the vast Disaster Force. The prism in the sky began to slowly rotate, projecting beams of light that were razor-sharp, trapping the five Bodhisattvas inside.
Both sides had similar cultivation levels, but one side was well-prepared and had the support of a grand array, while the other was caught off guard.
The Bodhisattvas didn’t even have time to manifest their divine forms before they were overwhelmed by the flood of magical artifacts, leaving them defenseless.
“Everyone! Why has it come to this!”
They were finally starting to panic.
Even if they had come to the North Continent in disguise, the worst they could do was apologize. They hadn’t done anything else, so why was the other side so determined to kill them?
Furthermore, they had just arrived, and the disciple of Crimson Cloud Cave who had died had nothing to do with them!
“Please, hear us out…”
Their plea sounded so weak against the radiant glow of the magical artifacts.
The disciples of the Three Immortals Sect had no intention of listening to their excuses. With someone dead in the North Continent and the culprits being from the Bodhi Sect, any monk’s head could earn them prestige and status within the sect, not to mention the rewards from Crimson Cloud Cave and Spirit Void Cave.
They were all exerting their full strength, determined to subdue and kill these monks.
“…”
Just as the Bodhisattvas were struggling to hold on, a pristine, white, and exquisitely beautiful hand appeared on the prism in the sky. It gently touched the surface, and the grand array that had trapped the Bodhisattvas instantly filled with cracks.
Crack.
The array’s dissipation finally gave the Bodhisattvas some breathing room.
The Three Immortals Sect disciples were stunned, their gazes drawn to the sky and that hand.
In the next moment, the white hand waved again.
The magical artifacts in the sky suddenly flew back and, with a force a hundred times greater than before, slammed into the Three Immortals Sect disciples, who were now in utter terror.
“Great Liberation… interfering in the affairs of the young… are you not afraid of the sect leader…”
Before they could finish their sentence, they were obliterated in an instant.
Wearing a simple white robe, the monk slowly descended from the sky, his bare feet touching the ground.
“We pay our respects to the Great Freedom World Purifying Bodhisattva!”
The surviving venerables, who had narrowly escaped death, bowed respectfully to him.
“Continue the investigation.”
The World Purifying Bodhisattva gazed into the distance.
The destruction of the great demons in the South Continent, the disappearance of many Bodhisattvas, and the whereabouts of the future World Honored One’s disciples—all these matters needed to be resolved.
He had personally descended to the mortal world and discovered that several Third Grade Cultivators in the South Continent’s Three Immortals Sect had vanished, presumably because they knew something.
As for the unusual behavior of these North Continent cultivators, he would have to deal with that later.
“Dragon Subduing, why are you the only one who survived?”
“Where are you?”
Apart from Yuchi Shen of the South Continent and the likes of Divine Void, there was another insider, equally mysterious.
The World Purifying Bodhisattva slightly lowered his gaze, looking at his palm, and then slowly clenched his fist.
His eyes were cold and indifferent.
…
Kaiyuan Prefecture, Heavenly Tower Mountain.
A figure in a black dress appeared here, standing with her hands behind her back, quietly overlooking the area below.
“Senior Sister Yoyo, is there anything unusual here?” Master Yunmiao’s face was slightly embarrassed. He remembered the words he had spoken to the Grand Emptiness Alchemy Emperor when trying to win his favor. Now, the ownership of Heavenly Tower Mountain was no longer his to claim.
“Nothing.”
Yoyo’s eyes were fixed on the young man inside Heavenly Tower Mountain.
Lingsu had left because her cultivation ground had been occupied. Though she didn’t know Lingsu well, she could imagine that a proud disciple of the North Continent wouldn’t easily give way to a refugee from the South Continent.
His claim of seeking solace likely meant he was up to something sinister. Coincidentally, Maofeng of Crimson Cloud Cave was a close friend of his, and Maofeng had lost a great demon to this young man.
She needed to observe further.
(End of Chapter)
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