Chapter 548: All Sorts of Light and Water Surface
The Young Zen Master said, âIf you intend to confront Taiping, you shouldnât have
offended the Center Sect. Most of all, you shouldnât have lectured the Immortal Bai as if
âIf I am my former self, why canât I do so?â Jing Jiu snapped.
The Great Grandmaster of the Foggy Island, Nan QĂź, was dead, and Senior Master Tai
Lu was still locked in the Sword Jail; he was so far the person with the highest
generation or status in all of Chaotian.
âYou should know that the Center Sect belongs to the Bai family, and you understand
better than anybody else how powerful the Bai family is.â
The Young Zen Master continued, âYou were knocked down by her grandmother;
thereâs no way she hasnât figured out your identity.â
âHmm?â Jing Jiu inquired.
The Young Zen Master said, âIf she knew your identity, why didnât she do anything? Itâs
âMany things in the world are not so different from playing chess. Tong Yan prefers the
general arrangement and sets up the scheme ahead of time, luring others into his plot; I
have a different approach.â
Jing Jiu went on, âI prefer letting others set up the plot first, so that I can dismantle it
âYou might fail earlier than others,â said the Young Zen Master.
âBut I can discover their plans first,â said Jing Jiu, 'so I wonât have to do something
The Young Zen Master shot him a glance before saying, âI understand what you mean,
but I still think itâs because you are too lazy.â
âMaybe,â said Jing Jiu.
The Young Zen Master said, âHave you ever thought of this: If the Immortal Bai finished
you in a single move, your way would be meaningless even if you could predict her next
What the Young Zen Master talked about was not simply the end of the game, but the
Looking at a godly boat that was intermittently visible in the deep end of the East
Ocean, Jing Jiu offered, âDo you know why Iâm willing to come out and travel around
It was not because he had become the sect master of Green Mountain and nobody in
Chaotian dared harm him; it was because he had the confidence that nobody could kill
âIn your current state, besides that weird sword style of yours, what else can you
employ to protect yourself?â the Young Zen Master demanded. âIs it because you have
broken through the Sea State and can use the Seal of the Underworld Emperor? But
you shouldnât forget that you have promised the Underworld Emperor to return the Seal
of the Underworld Emperor one day. Do you think how the Underworld Master will do to
you? He is nonetheless Taipingâs disciple.â
âWeâll see,â Jing Jiu said.
The Young Zen Master suddenly changed the topic by saying, âThe Immortal Bai visited
âI donât recall the two of them ever having known each other,â said Jing Jiu, feeling
The Young Zen Master said, âThe two of them had met in the eastern field back when
you stayed behind closed doors on Shangde Peak, and they have maintained a
relationship ever since.â
Since the first meeting of theirs happened when he was on Shangde Peak behind
closed doors rather than on Shenmo Peak, it must have happened more than three
âIt was because of you that the Hanging-Bell Sect decided to side with Green Mountain
six hundred years ago, and Jing Shu was nevertheless a descendant of your Jing
family. But she only feared you and held no affection and respect toward you.â
The Young Zen Master went on, âThe blood spilled everywhere in Zhaoge City before
the late emperor took the throne, and nine out of ten members of the royal family had
died. Who wouldnât be worried after experiencing that event?â
âWhat are you trying to say?â asked Jing Jiu.
The Young Zen Master said apathetically, âThe human race was on the brink of being
wiped out in Chaotian before the Plum Meeting; but how many of them were killed by
the monster invasion of the Snowy Kingdom? The number of the humans killed by the
monsters was much less than those killed by the hoodlums, the deviant practitioners
and even the Cultivation practitioners of the orthodox sects. Hence, the world canât
afford to experience another turmoil like that. If the turmoil occurred, Cao Yuan and I
would have no choice but to take action.â
The sunlight shone on Morning Lake, making its green waters among the mountain
ridge look more like a huge mirror.
Standing on the top of the peak and looking down at the wonderful scenery, the
Immortal Bai remained reticent; it was unclear if she was reminiscing about the Green
Sky Mirror at the moment.
A tense atmosphere filled Morning Lake and that small island. All the disciples of the
Hanging-Bell Sect turned white in terror.
Sitting in the wheelchair, Chen Xueqiao gazed at the peak top quietly.
As the Sect Master of the Hanging-Bell, she had to come here and maintained her
calmness, even if she would die in the next moment.
Standing behind the wheelchair, Sese lifted her head to look up at the peak top. She felt
alarmed and uneasy, but more than that, she felt helpless.
After the meeting at the Fruit Formation Temple, the Immortal Bai didnât return to Cloud-
Dream Mountain with the Cloud Boat; instead, she came to the Hanging-Bell Sect,
visiting the cemetery on the peak top.
The Grandmaster of the Hanging-Bell Sect was buried there.
Nobody knew why she came here. It was nothing alarming if she came here to simply
pay her respect to the late Grandmaster; but what should the Hanging-Bell Sect do if
she intended to avenge the Grandmaster for what they had done to her? If a strongest
swordsman in the Dachen State wanted to do something, who in Chaotian would be
There was only one Green Mountain in the world.
The Immortal Bai gazed at Morning Lake quietly, and didnât draw back her gaze until the
sunlight moved to the other side of the sky and the lake water reflected the red light.
She came before a stone tomb and took a look at the words on the tombstone, saying
nonchalantly, âYou probably didnât realize till your death that he was the uncle you had
The words on the tombstone recorded the life of the Grandmaster, like how she came to
the Hanging-Bell Sect by marriage and arranged the alliance with the Green Mountain
Sect and had done many outstanding deeds in the Cultivation circle; but the tombstone
didnât mention her life before coming to the Hanging-Bell Sect. She was addressed as
the Grandmaster De, not Jing Shu.
The Immortal Bai went on, âTo think about it, your fear of him was justified. When it
comes to scheming and deceiving, nobody is a match for that pair of brothers.â
She was unaware that the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean felt the same way.
âI donât care about the matter related to the Underworld. It was merely a test this time,
and somehow it proved that my judgment was correct.â
She continued calmly, âNow that he is good at playing chess, I shouldnât have laid my
chess piece first. If I donât play my piece first, he wonât be able to calculate what my
The wind arose above Morning Lake under the setting sun, blowing over to the
cemetery along the mountain ridge, making the white banners flap with a fluttering
âThe most interesting part is that the pair of brothers will start to harm each other if we
donât play our hand; itâs because the foes they are most afraid of is each other.
The Immortal Bai went on while looking at the tombstone, âYes, this will be the simple
thing we will do, which is that weâll do nothing. They will play against each other till their
The setting sun shone on the tombstone, but the engraved words on it couldnât respond
âYou broke the legs of your daughter-in-law; one day, Iâll break her arms personally, and
then put her in front of your tomb in a vat, accompanying you.â
The setting sun descended lower, and the twilight became thicker, making Morning
Lake look redder, as if it were filled with fresh blood.
It was deathly quiet in the cemetery. The mountain wind blew back and forth tirelessly,
dispersing the Immortal Baiâs voice.
Her words contained too much secret information; it would cause a turbulence no matter
In fact, there was another person in the cemetery.
The shadow of Bai Zao was elongated by the descending sun; she looked even feebler
She had heard everything her mother said. As a matter of fact, that was the very
intention of the Immortal Bai in the first place.
âAre you sure your judgment is correct?â
Bai Zao asked her mother in a trembling voice.
And she had already calmed down when she finished the question.
YetâŚher pale face couldnât be reddened by the setting sun.
âBorn as a human, we all fear the loneliness and aspire for perfection, spiritual
partnership and final goal; and your affection for that man is also very normal.â
The Immortal Bai continued while staring at her daughter, âWhat the Cultivation
practitioners desire for is the ascension, which is more important than anything else.â
The Young Zen Master had left the seashore of the East Ocean, but his words were still
lingering amid the sound of the ocean waves.
Jing Jiu came to his senses only some moments later, and he realized what the Young
Zen Master said was a warning for him. He couldnât help but feel it preposterous.
The little child in his eyes back then considered himself the leader of the orthodox
Warning me? He was even more ridiculous than Zhuo Rusui, he thought.
The ocean waves rumbled, as if they agreed with his judgment.
Jing Jiu came before the Heavenly Well and sat down cross-legged, meditating with his
eyes closed while waiting for Tong Yan at the same time.
Time elapsed slowly. The sun set lower still, and dusk arrived. Yet, he still couldnât hear
Jing Jiu opened his eyes and looked down at the bottom of the gloomy and dark well.
He remained silent for a while after realizing Tong Yan wouldnât show up after all, and
released a mosquito into the well.
It was then that a shadow had suddenly appeared above the surface of the ocean,
growing larger and larger.
The sword boat of Green Mountain emerged from the midst of the twilight.
As a few sword lights illuminated the dim heaven and earth, Zhao Layue and the others
In the early morning, a godly boat from Penglai Island sailed by in the deep part of the
East Ocean, which was the boat Jing Jiu had seen earlier.
Zhao Layue and the others went to the godly boat by traveling on the sword boat, and
asked some complicated questions; so they spent some time there.
âPenglai Island hasnât revoked the order of sealing off the island yet.â
Gu Qing reported, âThe King of Boats is furious. He forbids any Cultivation practitioner
of Chaotian to get on the island, and the disciples of Green MountainâŚare not allowed
in the area one thousand square miles around the island.â
Having said that, Gu Qing seemed mortified. Zhao Layue turned her head and looked at
the surface of the ocean, pretending that she didnât know what was going on. Zhuo
Rusui sagged his eyelids as usual, as if he was really asleep.
It was impossible to reinforce the order of forbidding one thousand square miles; it was
merely a self-comforting effort on the part of the King of Boats.
If the Green Mountain Sect forced their way to the island, he would be most likely
unable to do anything; otherwise, he wouldnât have had two of his godly boats snatched
Jing Jiu said, âThe sword boat goes back to Green Mountain first. You guys come with
The sword boat of Green Mountain sprang up in the twilight, heading toward the west,
and disappeared into the other side of the valley.
It was as quiet as ever at the Water-Moon Nunnery on the other side of the valley. The
peach flowers were still blooming, resembling blood stains under the setting sun.
A few sword lights of different colors illuminated the surface of the water.
This place was not the seashore, but a lakeside.
It was not Morning Lake surrounded by the mountains, but the expansive and endless
Jing Jiu walked to the lakeside and looked at the deep part of the great marsh. His calm
energy had a hint of lethal intent.
Zhao Layue had been to this small town with Liu Shisui when they pursued the Immortal
Taiping; so she knew this was the hiding place for Emperor Xiao. Thinking of this, her
spirits were boosted all of a sudden.
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The Great Grandmaster of the Foggy Island, Nan QĂź, was dead, and the Great
Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect was fleeing along with the Immortal Taiping
all over the world. It would be a great achievement if they could kill the last hidden
Zhuo Rusui was in good spirits as well. His eyes beamed like gemstones. He didnât
know that Emperor Xiao was here, nor did he like killing people. All he cared about was
With the protection from the Master White Ghost, the combat would be quite interesting
Gu Qing, holding the Sword of the Universe wrapped with layers of clothes, watched the