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Chapter 759: The Obsession of the Player
Chapter 759: The Obsession of the Player
"..."
Realman Shu Yu’s body tensed slightly. The opponent’s disguise had been easily torn away, indicating a realm far below his own.
However, if not for a sudden bout of madness, Shen Shan’s absurd reaction could only mean that the situation was more complicated than he had imagined.
Mercy from a Venerable?
Chewing on these words, Realman Shu Yu knew that "Venerable" was a title for a Bodhisattva. But a Bodhisattva who could drive Shen Shan to such madness...
He raised his head slightly. "Venerable Taming Dragon and Subduing Tiger of the Bodhi Sect?"
The moment these words echoed through the cave, Shen Shan finally stopped his prostrations, trembling violently.
The first time they met in Southern Continent, even when he watched a group of Bodhisattvas being reduced to dust, he managed to remain composed, summoning magical artifacts to break through the formation and escape, driven by the instinct for survival.
But after narrowly escaping with his life, the events of that day had replayed in Shen Shan’s mind countless times, becoming the deepest nightmare.
Encountering this figure again so abruptly, seeing that fair and handsome face, he lacked even the strength to stand.
This demon had actually tracked him to Northern Continent!
Shen Shan’s reaction confirmed Realman Shu Yu’s suspicions. In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. The fall of Ling Su and Mao Feng gradually linked to this face.
The Bodhi Sect had not only entered Northern Continent but had nearly infiltrated the Three Immortal Teachings!
"To think a Bodhisattva, the pinnacle of the Ninefold Transformation, would resort to such despicable means."
Shu Yu’s expression turned fierce, and he swiftly wielded his Dao sword. The divine power stored within the sword burst forth in a dense, radiant light, as if it could cleave through everything before him.
However, this light did not spread fully. Shen Yi casually waved his hand, and a golden liquid surged from his fingertips, grasping the countless rays of light like a tangled mess in his palm.
This single act made Shu Yu realize the truth. Regardless of whether the Southern Continent cultivators' praises of this Bodhisattva were exaggerated, the Third Grade perfected cultivation was genuine.
The difference in realms was one transformation. Any sane person, no matter how profound their foundation, would not consider winning but would focus on escaping with their life.
"Too!"
Reacting quickly, Realman Shu Yu opened his mouth and spat out a jade-green seed.
This was a life-saving artifact, far superior to ordinary magical artifacts, with a hint of the qualities of a spirit treasure.
Before the seed hit the ground, it burst into a brilliant light, protecting Shu Yu’s Dao body and rapidly growing into a massive vine, lifting him into the air and shooting toward the sky!
This enormous vine, like a living giant serpent, extended at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Shu Yu, with a grave expression, stepped on the vine and continuously waved his sleeves. Instead of summoning other magical artifacts to fight, he chose to throw out one jade slip after another, using his Disaster Force to send them away.
The true murderer of Ling Su and the others had finally revealed himself. The heroes of Northern Continent would undoubtedly rush over. Besides his renowned elder sister, perhaps other elders of the sect could also come to his aid. These were the things that could save his life.
After sending the jade slips, Shu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
With the Azure Water Green Vine protecting him, stalling for some time should not be a problem.
But at this moment, the realman’s expression changed. In his line of sight, the jade slips had all reached the horizon but did not disappear. Instead, they hung suspended in the air.
Beyond the sky, ripples spread like water waves.
"Like the moon in the mirror, the flower in the water..."
Shu Yu’s heart sank. He turned his head sharply, his pupils trembling, and his face turning pale.
This seemingly real world was actually an illusion!
From the moment he entered this immortal mountain, he had fallen into a trap.
And for it to deceive someone of his realm, it must be a Buddhist treasure on par with a spirit treasure!
This meant that not only Ling Su and the others, but even the great demons under his command, had likely fallen to this fiend’s hands.
He had thought they had accidentally stumbled upon a hard target, but this Bodhisattva had been watching him all along!
First, he killed Ling Su, causing upheaval in Northern Continent and stirring the minds of his fellow disciples.
Then, he established an immortal shrine to draw attention, setting a trap and waiting for the one closest to Heavenly Tower Mountain to walk right into it. Everything was meticulously planned by the enemy.
When everything became clear, Realman Shu Yu finally understood why Shen Shan had shown such a hideous expression. Such a ruthless and meticulous mind must have even calculated the escape of the two in Southern Continent long ago.
"Even death..."
Realman Shu Yu’s face twitched, his eyes filled with a savage glint as he glared down viciously, roaring, "I will tear you to pieces!"
He was not like Shen Shan; he would never surrender until the very end.
He refused to believe that the Dao teachings and magical artifacts passed down by the Clear Light Cave, which had endured for ten thousand years, could not bridge the gap between the Six-Six Transformations and the Nine-Nine Perfection.
He possessed seventy-nine threads of Heavenly Order, a mere twenty less than his opponent.
Winning against a higher realm was not unheard of in the Northern Continent!
"Azure Water Green Vine, attack!"
Realman Shu Yu slapped his palms against the vine, channeling all his Disaster Force into it, temporarily granting this treasure bestowed by his master the might of a spirit artifact.
"..."
Shen Yi stood beneath the green vine, the long sleeves of his robe fluttering behind him as four strong, muscular arm shadows gradually emerged.
When he was bathed in a golden glow, Old Ancestor Shen Shan's face was filled with terror, his breathing halted as if he had been transported back to that fateful day in the Southern Continent.
In an instant, the four arm shadows struck the vine with precision and force!
Boom!
The ground shook, and the sky trembled.
Amidst the deafening roar, Shen Yi brutally uprooted the massive vine and swung it back with a fierce motion.
The emerald vine, which resembled a giant python, offered no resistance in the hands of the golden-armed figure, emitting a deep wail as it lashed the ground, shattering the earth.
"Ha! Ha!"
Realman Shu Yu hadn’t even realized what had happened. One moment, he was high in the sky, and the next, he was staggering before Shen Yi.
His eyes were dazed as he stared at his opponent.
The shock of that moment surpassed even the legendary feat of Senior Sister Yao You, who had defeated two fellow realm cultivators in single combat.
Just as cultivators in the Southern Continent rarely encountered profound immortal techniques, in the Northern Continent, dominated by the Three Immortal Teachings, few disciples had ever witnessed the ferocity of an Ascetic.
As the golden river rippled around him and the four arm shadows stretched out, Shen Yi slowly approached.
Realman Shu Yu felt a burning sensation in his throat, his limbs drained of strength.
His neck stiffened, and his face was gradually consumed by despair. Finally, his knees buckled, and he fell to the ground, his voice hoarse, "Venerable, spare my life..."
In contrast, Old Ancestor Shen Shan, who had been kneeling silently beside him, was already silent, his eyes vacant.
Anyone who had witnessed the battle in the Southern Continent knew that after losing a magical duel, there was no reason to hope for mercy. This being had casually slain a Golden Bodhisattva; how could he spare anyone else?
Indeed, Shen Yi said nothing more, merely placing his palm on the trembling forehead of Realman Shu Yu.
In the next moment, the surging golden river engulfed his body.
Shen Yi turned and waved his sleeve, and the golden river roared, shattering Old Ancestor Shen Shan’s entire Dao body!
He retracted his manifestation and stepped out of the realm.
"Welcome, my lord."
On the true mountain, the Southern Emperor held a jade mirror, watching as his master emerged from it. He hurriedly approached and handed over the treasure.
"My lord, shall we proceed as before?" The Old Ancestor of Shen Xu also stepped out of the Grand Emptiness.
"This time, it’s unnecessary."
Shen Yi shook his head. Previously, he had stirred conflict, but now that the conflict had begun and he had taken control of Heavenly Tower Mountain, with Realman Shu Yu’s misfortune, certain eyes would inevitably turn toward him, raising suspicion. Repeating the same tactic would be too obvious.
Moreover, Shen Yi recalled the black-robed woman he had observed for a long time on Heavenly Tower Mountain.
The Clear Light Cave's senior sister was indeed a clear-headed individual, not easily fooled.
But now that the chaos had begun, it would be difficult for her to maintain her clarity while being caught in the midst of it.
"..."
Chen Yi’s eyes flickered with a glimmer of understanding.
He was beginning to grasp why Divine Void Senior had told him to watch quietly.
From the moment the Southern Emperor held the jade mirror and remained here, inviting Realman Shu Yu to come unbidden, some clues had become apparent.
In Shen Yi’s seemingly reckless assault, there were many hidden intentions.
"Let’s return."
Shen Yi, who had just slain a major sect’s disciple, now returned to Heavenly Tower Mountain as if nothing had happened.
With his return, the vast Kaiyuan Manor suddenly took on a strange air.
First, in the direction of the city, the Clear Light Cave immortal teachers responsible for relief efforts would often vanish without a trace.
The refugees, even with the aid of immortals, had mostly lost their humanity. But with the sudden loss of water and food, driven by their survival instincts, they rose to their feet with vacant expressions, seeking a way to survive.
The path ahead was not far, one might even say it was very close, just a step away.
They stood at an invisible boundary, gazing at the scattered farmhouses ahead. After what seemed like an eternity, the hunger gnawing at their stomachs transformed their eyes into those of ravenous wolves.
With faltering steps, the group gradually surrounded one of the farmhouses.
Soon, the owner of the yard finally reacted, clutching a machete and cautiously appearing behind the barely windproof wooden door.
Looking at the expressions on their faces, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
Not long ago, he and his companions had been in the same situation, fighting for a sip of water and a morsel of food.
He swallowed hard, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled out a handful of grains from his pocket. This small amount of food was clearly not enough to satisfy so many people.
The farmer put down his machete and softly explained, “Grand Emptiness True Lord has provided enough food… Once you are full… you can take it yourselves…”
Outside the farmhouse, the crowd, tightly packed like wooden stakes, remained stunned after hearing these words. It wasn’t that they didn’t understand; they simply found it hard to believe.
...
In the main hall of Clear Light Cave.
Today, a few disciples from the lineage were missing, but there were many unfamiliar faces.
Red Cloud Master had returned, but he could only sit in a secondary position. The main seat was occupied by the long-absent master of Clear Light Mountain.
Both were Primordial Great Emptiness Golden Immortals, highly respected elders in the sect.
At this moment, the other disciples stood solemnly below, their expressions serious, not daring to show the slightest slack. Among them was the eldest sister, Yao You.
The reason for this gathering was the young disciple kneeling in the center of the hall, who was merely at the Sixth Transformation stage.
The Three Immortal Teachings had lost someone, and this time, it wasn’t at the hands of the monks.
“Two elders, I cannot accept this!”
The young disciple, bound by celestial ropes, still struggled to crawl forward on his knees, his face filled with sorrow and anger.
Red Cloud Master closed his eyes to rest.
The matter at hand was actually quite simple. Many of the sect's prodigies had left the Northern Continent, including the senior disciple of Red Cloud Cave. The goal was to make the monks in the other continents experience the pain of losing a fellow disciple.
This lineage had already suffered a setback at the hands of the Bodhimandala Sect and, without the protection of their senior brother, it was natural for them to be weakened.
The disciple kneeling in the hall had seen an opportunity.
He summoned a few powerful demons to contest the Red Cloud Cave disciple's cultivation site.
According to usual practice, the two would compete with their skills and resources, and the loser would gracefully withdraw.
However, this time, the Red Cloud Cave disciple chose to fight to the death, determined to kill these demons… and he was subsequently devoured alive by the desperate beasts.
The demons were naturally all slain.
But now, the question was how to deal with the mastermind kneeling in the hall.
This person was not a disciple of Clear Light Cave, but today he had come to Clear Light Cave for a discussion, for other reasons.
“...”
Red Cloud Master's face was calm as he looked at the woman in black: “You were there?”
Yao You clenched her hand and nodded lightly: “Yes, I was.”
“Being the senior disciple of your lineage, my disciple should call you 'elder sister.' You watched these juniors play and watched him die without intervening?” Red Cloud Master stared into her eyes.
“I didn’t expect it to end like this,” Yao You pursed her lips and looked up to explain.
“Fine.”
Red Cloud Master took a deep breath: “Today, I will let you decide his fate.”
Yao You was taken aback.
The last time, with Ling Su and Mao Feng, she had stepped forward and gained the favor of her Master Uncle Red Cloud.
Now, he was clearly dissatisfied with her inaction.
Thinking about this, Yao You looked at the disciple on the ground, who showed no signs of repentance.
“Elder Sister Yao You! What have I done wrong!”
The disciple, seeing the woman approach, lunged forward and fell to the ground but continued to roar loudly.
Yao You stopped in front of him.
Under the tense gaze of the other disciples, she formed a sword gesture, a clear light flickering at her fingertips.
After a long silence, Yao You casually waved her hand, not to harm the disciple but to sever the celestial ropes binding him.
She took a deep breath, turned to look at Red Cloud Master, and respectfully said, “Master Uncle, I believe he is innocent.”
If she were to kill him today, what would that mean for her Four Palaces? If everyone chose to fight to the death in the future, how would her plans proceed?
In this vast Northern Continent, there must be a ruler.
In this world, a Celestial Emperor must eventually be chosen.
In the face of calamity, one must either step back or die. This was the rule!
“...”
Red Cloud Master slowly stood up, glanced coldly at the young woman, and then looked at Clear Light True Lord, nodding and smiling lightly: “Innocent is good, innocent is good. I only hope you do not regret it.”
(End of Chapter)
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