The God Shaker Arts was obtained by Chen Xi within the sword immortalâs abode in the Southern Barbaric Nether Domain, and it was similar to the Godly Illusion Arts and God Killer Arts; they were all profound and unfathomable soul attack techniques.
The Godly Illusion Arts could only be executed by a cultivator that had formed Perception Force.
The God Shaker Arts could only be executed by a cultivator that had formed Spiritual Perception.
The God Killer Arts instead had an extremely high requirement, and the strength of oneâs soul had to attain the Divine Sense Stage before being able to execute it.
Presently, the strength of Chen Xiâs soul had already attained the Divine Perception Stage, and it was only a step away from forming into Divine Sense, so it was more than enough to utilize the God Shaker Arts. Besides that, its might was much more formidable than when he annihilated the Li Clanâs Grand Elder, and it was sufficient to instantly shatter the sea of consciousness of an ordinary Violet Palace Realm cultivator, causing the cultivator to become an idiot.
Moreover, under the circumstances of being caught off guard, the sea of consciousness of a Golden Hall Realm cultivator would suffer a heavy injury as well, and the sea of consciousness of a Golden Core Realm cultivator would experience a temporary dazed state from the attack suffered by the sea of consciousness.
âHmm?â The heart of Feng Ming, who was chasing closely behind the Six Unicorn Treasured Carriage, jerked abruptly, and he acutely noticed that a formidable soul had instantly locked onto him.
However, before he could even react to it, an enormous lofty mountain had appeared abruptly within his sea of consciousness before fiercely smashing downwards, and pain that came from the depths of his soul crashed throughout his entire body, causing a trace of blurriness to appear in his consciousness. If it wasnât for him forcefully controlling his body, he would have almost knocked straight onto the wall.
âDammit! Itâs actually a soul attack technique! Who is it? Who attacked me from the shadows?â After a short moment, Feng Ming sobered up from the intense pain, and he revealed a murderous gleam as he fiercely swept the surroundings with his gaze.
The streams of people on the streets were like woven silk, coming and going busily with normal expressions. Feng Ming looked around for a long time, yet was unable to find a single suspicious trace, and he instantly muttered in his heart.
He couldnât be blamed for guessing like this. After all, a soul attack technique was too rare, and heâd never think that not only had Chen Xi cultivated a soul attack technique, the strength of Chen Xiâs soul wasnât inferior to his in the slightest.
When he thought up to here, Feng Ming didnât dare continue tracking Chen Xi, and his figure leaped out before vanishing in the vast sea of people with a few movements.
It wasnât long before heâd arrived at a house, and after looking around for a short moment, he swiftly squeezed through the door when he saw no one was paying attention to him.
âHall Master Fan, that kid has appeared in Dragon Lake City. Unfortunately, thereâs an expert by his side protecting him, and Iâm unable to get close to them. Moreover, that expert possesses a soul attack technique, and even my sea of consciousness was broken open by him, causing me to suffer slight injury. If it wasnât for me fleeing swiftly, Iâm afraid I wouldnât be able to return again.â Feng Ming entered the room and spoke with a gloomy expression. âI suggest we ask for backup. Thereâre too many experts in Dragon Lake City, and itâs utterly impossible to seize the Nine Syllables of Truth Soul Suppression Talisman by relying on our strengths alone. After all, the Immortal Artifact, Buddhaâs Pagoda, in that kidâs possession had already become the center of attention of the various powers, and every single one of them wishes for nothing more than to seize it into their possession. If we are to rashly make a move, then Iâm afraid it would expose our identities.â
Hall Master Fan, who wore black robes, was trimming a blood red devilâs snare. Her palms that were delicate and white like fine verdant jade held a sharp flying sword. With a shake of her wrist, some withered leaves would be sliced into countless pieces that rustled as they fell to the ground as if it was drizzling, falling in copious amounts in succession, and her demeanor was carefree.
However, when she heard Feng Mingâs words, Hall Master Fanâs hands stopped, then a ball of swift and fierce sword qi bloomed atop the sharp flying sword before instantly mincing a beautifully bloomed devilâs snare into powder, and even the flowerpot shattered into countless pieces with a bang.
âLooks like we can only withdraw first.â Hall Master Fanâs voice carried along a trace of unwillingness as she said with a sigh, âI originally thought that you would bring back some good news, but who knew itâs insteadâŚâ
âCould it be that something has happened during this period of time?â Feng Ming spoke in a surprised tone.
âExactly. The Lord already knows of the news of the Devilspirit Guards being killed, and he sent out a Bloodcrescent Message that orders the both of us to swiftly return to the sect without the slightest delay.â Hall Master Fan spoke slowly.
âWhat? If weâre to go back like this, wouldnât we be⌠beâŚâ Feng Ming was unable to continue and finish what he wanted to say, and his face revealed boundless terror.
âIâm not worried about that, as itâs currently just at the time that the Lord needs subordinates, and he would absolutely not kill us. Since we lost the Nine Syllables of Truth Soul Suppression Talisman, all we have to do is get it back.â Hall Master Fan said coldly, âIâm just slightly not resigned. The Immortal Artifact, Buddhaâs Pagoda, that was originally firmly within my grasp has instead been wrecked by a little fellow, causing me to gain nothing but a double loss. Itâs simply a terrible humiliation!â
âHall Master Fan, what you mean is?â Feng Ming instantly heaved a sigh of relief when he heard there was no danger to his life. As for whatever terrible humiliation she spoke about, he didnât care about it in the slightest.
âWhat I mean? What else can I do? For the sake of reviving the sect to a prosperous state, the Lord has already been planning and preparing for tens of years, and he wonât allow the slightest accident. Now, because of the accident that befell the two of us, weâve already indirectly exposed the existence of the sect, and Iâm afraid the various great powers of Dragon Lake City have already long since guessed our origins.â Hall Master Fan spoke slowly. âMoreover, the Lord called both of us back to the sect this time to accumulate strength. So that in ten years, after the Blood Transforming Divine Poolâs refinement is completed successfully, weâll fully activate the Bloodcrescent Revival Plan!â
âWeâre finally going to go to battle?â Feng Mingâs heart felt a wave of restlessness, and he couldnât help but lick his lips. âThis Darchu Dynasty is indeed flourishing and prosperous. Staying shut in the Desolate Bloodhell all the time is simply like staying in hell. I donât want to stay there any longer! But unfortunately, I still have to wait for another ten plus yearsâŚâ
âTen years?â Hall Master Fanâs voice was wispy. âTo cultivators, itâs only an instant.â
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Within the Six Unicorns Treasured Carriage.
After he drove off the black robed person with his God Shaker Arts, Chen Xi heaved a sigh of relief and completely relaxed, and heâd decided in his heart that unless there was something extremely urgent, otherwise, he wouldnât rashly enter Dragon Lake City again.
He knew that now that he possessed the Immortal Artifact, Buddhaâs Pagoda, heâd already become a target that was coveted by countless people, and heâd even offended the Bloodcrescent Devil Sect that had likely risen from the ashes. Before his strength was sufficient to protect himself, it was much better to hide in the Wanderingcloud Sword Sect.
In next to no time, the Six Unicorn Treasured Carriage stopped before a courtyard under the guidance of Chen Hao.
This courtyard seemed to be old and shabby, and it had obviously been vacant for a long time. Numerous pieces of red paint had peeled off and dropped down from the bright red gate, the top of its walls were overgrown with withered grass and spots of moss, and a stray cat leaped past the eaves of the house with a swoosh when it saw people approaching before vanishing without a trace.
The instant Chen Xiâs group walked out of the Six Unicorn Treasured Carriage, the emaciated old man that drove the carriage walked down along with them, and then he raised his eyes to look at the courtyard before he went silent.
âThis is Chen Fengshi, the Duanmu Clanâs head of investigation. Heâs extremely formidable, and all the big or small incidents in Dragon Lake City are unable to escape his eyes and ears. Supposedly, the Sect Master of the Wanderingcloud Sword Sect, Ling Kongzi, wanted him to join the Wanderingcloud Sword Sect, yet was refused by him. Because of Chen Fengshiâs presence in the Duanmu Clan, theyâve become the most well-informed existence amongst the various great powers of Dragon Lake City.â Du Qingxi sent a voice transmission to explain to Chen Xi.
Chen Xi came to a sudden understanding, and he didnât dare underestimate this ordinary looking old man before him.
âUncle Chen, do you know where the man, woman, and young girl that stayed in this courtyard two years ago have gone?â Duanmu Ze asked.
âYoung Master, that man is called Meng Kong, the woman is called Bai Wanqing, and the young girl is called Xixi. They moved over here two years ago, yet stayed for not more than seven days.â Chen Fengshiâs pair of muddle eyes revealed a deep pondering expression as he spoke slowly.
âThen do you know where theyâve gone?â Chen Xiâs expression turned into one of joy as he asked.
Chen Fengshiâs eyes squinted as he pondered deeply, yet didnât speak for a long time.
âDonât worry, Uncle Chen surely knows. At this moment, heâs searching through his memories,â said Duanmu Ze via voice transmission, and he was filled with confidence.
Chen Xi nodded and said to himself, âLooks like asking for Duanmu Zeâs help was really the right decision!â
âYoung Master, I donât know if some things are suitable to be spoken of.â After a long time, Chen Fengshi spoke slowly.
âGo ahead.â Duanmu Ze said without the slightest hesitation, âThese are all my most trusted friends, thereâs no need to hide anything.â
âThis matter is related to the Starnet Palace!â Chen Fengshi shocked everyone with a single remark.
Chen Xiâs expression sank instantly as he recalled Chai Letian whoâd died at his hands.
But when he compared the timeframe, Chen Xi was slightly unsure. Because when Aunt Bai and the others had vanished, he hadnât killed Chai Letian yet!
âThat young girl called Xixi word born innately with a Watersoul Body, and her natural talent was one in a million. A female elder of the Starnet Palace called Jiang Qing took a fancy to her, overbearingly making a move to seize the young girl and take the young girl as her disciple.â Chen Fengshi spoke with an expressionless face. âBai Wanqing left with hatred in her heart while threatening that she would one day annihilate the entire Starnet Palace, and her whereabouts are unknown. As for that Meng Kong, for the sake of seizing back the young girl, his arms were crippled, the meridians in his entire body destroyed, and he has become a crippled without a doubt. Presently, he has been reduced to become a beggar on the streets.â
When they heard this, the expressions of the two brothers, Chen Xi and Chen Hao, instantly became unsightly to the extreme and exceedingly icy cold, and even the expressions of Du Qingxiâs group of three werenât sightly to any extent.
âIâll kill Jiang Qing! Iâll kill her!!â Chen Hao gnashed his teeth as he spoke, and his voice seemed as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth. He and Meng Kong had extremely deep feelings with each other, and now that he heard Meng Kongâs arms were crippled, meridians completely destroyed, and was reduced to become a beggar on the streets, how could he suppress the rage within his heart?
âUncle Chen, do you know where Meng Kong is now?â Chen Xi took a deep breath as he patted Chen Hao on the shoulder to make Chen Hao slightly calm down before speaking slowly.
âFollow me.â Chen Fengshi nodded and walked up the Six Unicorns Treasures Carriage.
Their group drove their carriage forward with a depressed and oppressive atmosphere, as theyâd all lost the mood to talk. Not long after, the treasured carriage stopped at a turn in the street.
This turn of the street flowed with sewage and was covered in trash, yet one after the other of tattered camps that were black like oil stood there, and they seemed as if they would fall with a blow of the wind.
Before one of the tents was an emaciated man covered in dirt with shaggy hair and a shriveled face that was curled in the sewage water, and his body was covered in a pungent stench.
When Chen Xi and the others arrived here, this person was curled up on the ground without the slightest movement. He seemed as if heâd lost his soul long ago and only his body remained, and his vitality was weak to the extreme.
Chen Haoâs eyes sprang wide open when he saw this scene, and he said with a trembling voice, âUncle Meng Kong?â
The body of the beggar on the ground trembled, yet he didnât raise his head.
Chen Xi couldnât help but be lost in thought for a moment. He still remembered that when he met Meng Kong for the first time, Meng Kongâs figure was tall and robust, impressive looking and lofty, and he looked extremely heroic and handsome in appearance.
Yet now⌠Heâd instead been reduced to a dirty beggar that was curled up in sewage. Was this still the number one sword cultivator of Pine Mist City?
A strand of pain that was indescribably surged into his heart, and Chen Xi forcefully clenched his teeth before closing his mouth and keeping silent.
Chen Hao on the hand had instead knelt on the ground, and he shouted while carrying sobs in his voice. âUncle Meng Kong, did you hear? Itâs me, Chen Hao, Iâm Chao Hao!â
When they saw this scene, Du Qingxiâs group of three revealed expression of being unable to watch, and they felt sorrow in their hearts.
âAll of you have got the wrong person. Iâm not Meng Kong, leave quickly.â The beggar that was curled up on the ground had finally spoken, his hoarse and weak voice revealed indescribably pain, and he seemed to be enduring something by himself.
âYou⌠Youâre worried that Iâll offend the Starnet Palace? Isnât it just an elder of the Starnet Palace? Iâll go kill her right now!â Chen Hao stood up abruptly before turning around and walking off.
âDonât move!â Chen Xi shouted out explosively with a heavy voice. âItâs of no use no matter how angry you are now. Letâs first bring Uncle Meng Kong back to the Wanderingcloud Sword Sect to properly heal his injuries. Iâll go visit Big Brother Bei Heng to go rescue Xixi first.â
Chen Haoâs figure stopped, and he gnashed his teeth as he said, âAlright! But Brother, you must not stop me from taking revenge for Uncle Meng Kong. Without Uncle Meng Kong, then I, Chen Hao, wouldnât be where I am today. I must take revenge for Uncle Meng Kong!â
âI promise you, but not today.â Chen Xi did his best to remain calm, and calmer, before he said slowly, âNow, letâs return to the Wanderingcloud Sword Sect first.â
Chen Hao went silent for a long time, and then he squatted down to carry Meng Kong on his back before walking off to leave.
The dirty and smelly sewage water tainted his entire body, the pungent stench gushed into his nose, yet he didnât care. Because the one he carried on his back was the Master that sent him on the path of the Grand Dao of the Sword.
Exactly. In Chen Haoâs heart, Meng Kong was his Master, and without Meng Kong, then he, Chen Hao, wouldnât be where he was today!