white and said softly, "I don't know your esteemed name or origins. I will keep this pouch as a token of gratitude. If I have the opportunity to find your family in the future, I will return it to it...The three left the wind pocket and after much traveling, they met with Zhishjian Zhenren and others.
All the companions except True-Suchness had arrived.
Master Zhijian and Master Zhang were both calm and collected, showing no signs of injury. They were accompanied by another Taoist priest.
This person was tall and elegant, with a noble bearing and an otherworldly air.
Seeing the jade pendant on Daoist's waist, Qin Sang and his two companions couldn't help but tense up. They respectfully stepped forward and bowed, "Greetings to the Nine Heavens Investigator and the two True Humans."
Qin Sang's heart flashed with the official rank of the Daoist court.
The position of Jiutian Caifang Shi (Nine Heavens Visiting Official) held the rank of a fourth-rank official in the Northern Pole Exorcism Academy. It was typically filled by cultivators at the late stage of the Huashan period or those who had made significant achievements during the middle stage of the Huashan period.
This person's aura surpasses even that of Li Hou by a margin.
Regardless of his cultivation level or the formidable reputation of the Beiji Exorcism Institute behind him, they were compelled to treat him with utmost respect.
"Zhijian Zhenren stepped forward and introduced: 'This is Wan Zhenren, the celestial emissary from Jiutian. We just met each other. I and Zhang Zhenren have been looking for the three Daoist friends, luckily you are all safe. Now we're going to another place to meet up with others.'
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But is it truly as the Venerable says
Gu Yun Zhenren asked.
Zhang Zhenren shook his head. “We found the message left by True Venerable Zhun, he was injured and has already withdrawn from Xinghe, waiting for us in the Golden Hall.”
Wàn Zhēn’s gaze swept over the three of them, and he spoke, “This old man was traveling in Nièyuán when I received a message from that old daoist, Hóngyǔ. I just arrived not long ago. Have you been able to find any clues about why Jīnguāng erupted”
You Huang and Gu Yun both looked at Qin Sang.
Seeing Qin Sang shake his head, Jun said, "I don't know."
Li Hou was very tight-lipped. When Qin Sang and Li Hou pursued him, they tried to extract information from him, but he didn't reveal any secrets.
However, Li Hou and two other demon marquises were unharmed. This shows that the source of the golden light explosion should not be dangerous, and the strength of the Gui Fang Guo side was not affected.
Zhi Jian Zhenren's voice echoed, "Respectfully remind everyone: Hong Yuzi Zhenren is a revered figure as the Nine Heavens Golden Pavilion Envoy of the Tianshu Courtyard. In his presence, all esteemed Real People must show utmost respect."
Qin Sang and the others looked at each other, secretly surprised.
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The Imperial History Officer and the Heavenly Investigator from the Nine Heavens arrived, saying that the two courts of Heaven placed such importance on this matter, sending out two high-ranking immortals of the fourth rank before even knowing the details.
It is rare for the Great Immortal to manifest, and a genuine celestial official of the fourth rank is the most powerful being that ordinary people can see.
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Wan Zhenren pinched a tactic, unknown what kind of spell he was using, confirming Hong Yuzi's position. With a sweep of his sleeve, a talisman appeared in the sky, like stars shining brightly, hanging above everyone's heads, and scattering tassels downwards.
All present felt as if they were riding in a treasure palanquin, with all disturbances shut out. They only needed to follow Master Wan Zhen forward in flight.
Wan Zhenren seemed to be in a hurry, rarely changing direction. He almost moved straight ahead, passing through illusions along the way without hesitation. Few things could stop his stride.
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But no one saw him use any other methods, only the changing glyphs protected everyone firmly.
It can be seen that Wan Zhuren is displaying a kind of talisman.
Symbols are a combination of various divine runes, similar to talismans in existence. Their power surpasses that of individual runes and requires a higher level of proficiency from the caster. They generally need to be prepared beforehand or cast jointly by multiple individuals.
When a cultivator at the Bingma Tan is at a low level of cultivation, they can integrate troops and cast simple talismans.
Yet, at this time, no order was given by Wàn Zhēn to summon even a single soldier.
People exchanged glances secretly, feeling awe in their hearts. They silently followed Wan Zhenshi behind, thus rushing through the inner part of the governing hall.
After an incense stick's worth of time, the path ahead was blocked by a curtain of ash.
The heavy gray curtain hung like an iron wall.
The symbols trembled, a wave sweeping out, instantly scattering the gray curtain, revealing several cracks. Wan Zhen stepped into them first.
There was still a layer of gray mist inside, but it had become very thin. Ten thousand people attacked in succession, breaking through layer after layer of gray mist.
Qin Sang and the others closely followed, just as they passed through the last layer of gray mist, they heard Wan Zhenren's surprised voice: "Lao Niubi, you are injured"
Everyone looked intently. Inside the gray curtain, there was an octagonal stone pavilion.
The Stone Pavilion is quaint and elegant, with traces of time evident on its structure. It is indeed an antique.
Strangely, there are no mountains or rivers here. A gray curtain surrounds a small space, with a stone pavilion hanging solitary in it.
At this moment, there are two figures in the pavilion, one sitting and one standing.
The person sitting cross-legged had white hair but the face of a child, an otherworldly air that surpassed even those from the mortal realm. Yet, his face was pale as gold paper and his breath was heavy and labored, his chest rising and falling erratically, clearly bearing an injury.
"This person must be the Imperial Historian from the Nine Heavens Golden Que..."
Qin Sang's heart flashed with this thought, and she scanned the other person.
Upon seeing the other party, I found they were clad in armor, with a towering physique and an expressionless countenance, quite unlike ordinary people.
Upon seeing this person, Qin Sang inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity. He suddenly remembered something and was startled.
This fluctuation...
Too familiar!
Yin Yang Puppet!
Qin Sang had a deep impression of the Yin-Yang puppets. Mo Xingdao relied on Yin-Yang puppets to snatch a Lingxi Immortal Fruit from Wuxiang Xianmen, and even Zilei Zhenren was helpless.
The Yin-Yang Crystal Puppet still ended up in his hands. In fact, he sold it at a loss and Mo Xingdao got a good deal.
Qin Sang didn't expect to feel the same kind of fluctuation in another world, and the black-skinned monster in the pavilion and Mo Xindao's puppet looked almost identical.
It's not surprising that there are similar puppetry techniques in this world. However, the puppets crafted by beings from both realms are identical, making it impossible for anyone to believe such a coincidence.
Just then, the dark-skinned creature raised its head, its indifferent gaze swept over the crowd, but it did not linger on Qin Sang.
At the moment their eyes met, Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat again, the sense of familiarity becoming stronger, and he felt that the other person's gaze was full of meaning.
The black-skinned monster was guarding Honghuyazi. After confirming that the visitor was not a demon, it lowered its head and remained silent.
Seeing that the dark-skinned monster didn't treat him any differently, Qin Sang seemed to understand something. He nonchalantly withdrew his gaze.
Fortunately, he had practiced Daoism for many years and his disposition was not bad. His expression did not reveal anything out of the ordinary, but waves of turmoil churned within his heart, unable to settle down.
“Let me apologize for the disturbance,” Hongyuzi in the pavilion opened his eyes and sighed lightly. “At the time of the golden light explosion, I and Mo Daoist were inside a mirage deep within the altar. The golden light activated ancient divine abilities preserved within the mirage. Fortunately, we reacted quickly and evacuated decisively, otherwise…”
Last name Mo!
Qin Sang's heart moved.
He had an 80% chance this person was Mo Xingdao!
"A puppet body... Could it be that Mo Xingdao chose to inhabit a puppet But why did he appear in this realm Where are the Holy Light Saint and the Azure Fox Holy King"
An unexpected reunion with an old friend gave Qin Sang many things to ponder.
After standing firm in this realm, Qin Sang began to investigate whether there were any ascended individuals in this world, hoping to use this to determine if he had ascended to the Great Thousand World.
Cultivation in the Storm Realm is arduous, and transforming into a god is difficult, but Zhongzhou has always had plenty of cultivators who aspire to ascension.
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In the distant past, there was the Xu Xiang Immortal Gate. Nearby are the Eight Views Pavilion, Ganlu Zen Temple, and the East Sea Monster Clan. Counting them all up, those who have ascended to immortality aren't few in number.
These people are either extraordinary talents or beneficiaries of immense fortune. Even if they ascend to higher realms and eventually become indistinguishable from the crowd, they will not be completely unmoved.
However, there are no records of ascension in either the Mount Zhaji sect or the Dao Court's two halls. Qin Sang couldn't even find any scriptures about the celestial tribulation of ascension.
Either the ascended beings are hiding for some reason, or he came to the wrong place.
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Qin Sang had once thought the latter, but unexpectedly, he met an old acquaintance in a foreign land.
As Wan Zhenren entered the stone pavilion, he examined Hong Huzi's injuries while asking, "Are you sure the anomaly in the healing altar was caused by demons"
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“It is certain that Jin Guang and the demons are involved. However, what they did inside remains unknown. Let me accompany you. The Daoist friend in charge of the altar is currently trying to track the demons. Unfortunately, he is short-staffed. Fortunately, Wan Zhenren arrived just in time, allowing this poor Daoist to breathe a sigh of relief,” Hong Yuzi said as if a great burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
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"The poor monk has one bottle of Yu Xue Dan left, which should help alleviate the injury."
Wan Zhenshi took out a bottle of elixir. Hong Yuzi said his thanks and immediately took it to swallow.
After a moment's thought, Wan Zhenren addressed the crowd outside the pavilion: “Tell me what you saw before and after the golden light exploded…”
Having the medicinal power being refined, Hong Yuzi closed his eyes and said, "Fellow Daoists, please adjust your breath and recover quickly. After I suppress my injuries, we will go to the depths of the treatment altar together. Rest assured, the Dao Court will not mistreat you."
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Everyone looked at each other.
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Among the five real people present, besides Qin Sang, only the Sword-Holding Real Person had the confidence to refuse the Dao Court.
Zhang Zhenren, Youhuang Zhenren, and Gūyún Zhenren either relied on their ancestors' legacy or agreed to the Dao Court's conditions in exchange for their ascension qualifications.
And Zhizhen the Sword wielder was the initiator of this action, so it wouldn't be easy to back down.
Zhang Zhenren spoke first: “Let’s first look for demons and monsters in the Golden Hall…”
Even the Sword Master told his story.
Originally, after being shaken away by the stone platform, they were forced to separate. Like Qin Sang and the others, they also gravitated towards the place where they had spoken with Yu Huang Zhenren, and eventually reunited.
Then, Youhuang Zhenren and Gungun Zhenren also recounted their own experiences, saying that Qin Sang had helped them escape the pursuing soldiers but did not mention Qin Sang's killing of Li Hou.
Qin Sang finally spoke, bowing slightly to the two real people in the pavilion: "I'm afraid I can't walk with the two real people."
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The Corpse of the Demon Marquis is now in our possession. This mission's objective has been accomplished. Returning to ascend my talismans and recover my strength is paramount.
Two officials of the Zheng Si rank appeared one after another, and the water in this pool became increasingly muddy.
He certainly doesn't want to get caught up in it.
The demonic pursuit of golden light may be a treasure, but Qin Sang's own divine artifact hasn't been fully mastered, so he is unwilling to take the risk.
As soon as these words were spoken, Hong Yuzi slowly raised his head and looked over. His eyes narrowed slightly.
Wàn Zhēnrén remained impassive, sizing up Qín Sāng with a glance before smiling and saying: "Qing Fēng Zhēnrén seems to primarily cultivate physical strength, but in my humble opinion, this is just a facade. You've cultivated both your physical form and magical abilities, achieving remarkable proficiency in both – it shows that you are truly gifted! It's a pity that I haven't heard of your name before. Indeed, there are hidden pearls within the vast ocean."
Qin Sang heard this, his heart sank. The Sword-wielding Realman and others hadn't revealed his details, yet they had been seen through at a glance by Wan Zhenren!
“During the chaos, I met a demon marquis and killed him. However, I was seriously injured in the process, my qi and blood unstable. Please, two esteemed Immortals, judge me fairly.”
Qin Sang bowed and took out the corpse of the Lihou demon, quietly glancing at the dark-skinned strange man.
This person follows Hong Yuzi. If he is truly Mo Xingdao, we will eventually find out his deeds in this world.
Since his background wasn't exposed directly, it implies that there are other plans.
"You killed a demon marquis"
Wan Zhenren was a little surprised.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the badger carcass in Qin Sang's hands.
“When I encountered it, for some reason it was already injured. I found an opportunity to trap it, but this demon still possessed terrifying strength. I swallowed a True Essence Pill and, regardless of the danger, fought with all my might, barely managing to kill it,” Qin Sang said with lingering fear.
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The influence of the wood spirit's energy still lingered, his qi and blood were weak and unstable, he looked very much like someone who was recovering from a serious injury.
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Zhijian Zhenren and others also helped confirm that Qin Sang had only recently advanced. In order to exchange for the qualification of ascending the jade tablet, he came at the invitation.
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"It's actually Lord Li!"
Wan Zhenren carefully examined the scene, a look of surprise crossing his face. He couldn't help but glance at Qin Sang twice more.
There is not much information about Dao Ting's inner guard Li Hou, but it can be confirmed that this demon has considerable strength and possesses several powerful techniques.
Even if one cultivates both form and spirit upon entering the Xuan Cave, hunting this monster would be nearly impossible without a price to pay.
Man Zhuren and Hong Yuzi exchanged a few words in secret, then nodded and said: "Fellow Daoist has accomplished the feat of slaying demons, and should prioritize healing. However, with your injuries, returning alone could be dangerous. This place is relatively hidden, and demons won't find it for a while. In the future, others injured might also return here to heal. I hope Fellow Daoist will stay and help us receive them."
“Before the matter is settled, do not leave the arena lightly. This is not a scare tactic from me. If the demon's plan this time is truly vast, there will surely be ambushes outside. There might even be a Demon King watching this place, ready to appear at any moment!” Hong Yizi said in a deep voice, speaking not only to Qin Sang but also warning everyone else.
Qin Sang also felt the pressure, he had a premonition when he saw the two fourth-rank immortal officials.
Fortunately, the Great Immortal and the Demon King dared not enter the altar.
Wan Zhenren's jade pendant at his waist flickered, shooting out a beam of light that transformed into a talisman and flew towards Qin Sang. He said, "We must take this corpse away. After it's done, Daoist friend, hold this seal and go to either of the Taoist Court's two courtyards, where you will receive the corresponding merit and compensation."
Slaying the demon marquis is a great achievement. The demon corpse can be kept, and if it is handed over to the Dao Court, it can also be exchanged for treasures of equal value.
Li Hou's relics, claws, and laryngeal bone cone, the most valuable things were left by Qin Sang.
Unfortunately, in order to preserve the integrity of the demon corpse, Qin Sang didn't remove Li Hou's scale armor. He originally intended to melt the scales into his returning wind armor.
However, Dao Ting wouldn't be short of such treasures. Qin Sang had no objections and handed over the demon corpse.
The stone pavilion is small.
Fortunately, the gray curtain covered a large area, divided into many spaces of varying sizes. Most of the spaces were filled with fragments of stone blocks.
After leaving the Stone Pavilion, Qin Sang and his companions searched for a place to rest nearby, sitting quietly and adjusting their breath.
Qin Sang came alone to a small space, with several irregular stones floating in it.
Just as he settled down, Qin Sang's expression grew grave as he looked at a small stone beside him. A black light silently flowed across its surface, and it began to sprout facial features like those carved by an axe or knife.
"My friend, is it really you!"
Qin Sang split out his divine sense and touched the stone.
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I never expected him to dare to approach me in front of the two celestial officials.
“Hong Yuzi had discovered you all outside the court of governance. Mo has been waiting for fellow cultivators.”
The stone seemed to have become Mo Xingdao's puppet.
Empty eyes stared at Qin Sang, his voice flat.
Before seeing you with my own eyes, Mo certainly never imagined that the first old friend I would meet in this world would be you! Should I address you as Qin Zhenren or Qingfeng Zhenren fighting in the south and north You've hollowed yourself out. Even with high martial arts, it's useless. Your true energy has become a burden, draining your remaining potential. Stretch out your arm....