Chapter 0169

Chapter 169: First, Let’s Fleece the Jade Purity Sect

Zhang Chu Qiao burst into the Sect Master Hall, flung the doors wide with a bang, and shouted: “Master, junior brother!”

She stopped dead, then shrieked: “Ahhh! What are you two doing?”

Zhou Tong and Mu Rong Ya both flushed as they answered in unison: “We’re cultivating.”

Zhang Chu Qiao’s lips twitched as she snapped: “Cultivating? Like that? It’s broad daylight!”

The great senior sister’s temper flared as she marched over and flipped the bed.

Mu Rong Ya shrank back and asked in a tiny voice: “If not in the day, then at night…”

Zhang Chu Qiao shot her a look and said: “Not at night either!” Then she added with righteous fury: “From today on, the sect has a new rule: the master is forbidden from harassing the disciple!”

Mu Rong Ya looked pitiful and wronged, which made Zhang Chu Qiao stifle a laugh as her anger faded. When a peerless beauty pouts, even another peerless beauty can’t stand it.

Zhang Chu Qiao coughed and said: “Alright, stop fooling around. We have serious business.”

Just as she began: “Right now…,” a terrifying rumble rolled across the land. The whole Eastern Continent trembled as a mighty quake hit. Outside the sect, panic spread for a breath, but then the Nine Flowers Grand Array activated on its own and smoothed the turbulence.

Zhang Chu Qiao glanced at the horizon and said: “Looks like I don’t need to explain. Let’s go see.”

The three stepped out and stood beyond the Joyous Union Sect. In the east, rainbow clouds steamed upward and countless rays of light poured across the sky, like a supreme treasure was being born.

Zhou Tong’s pupils shrank as he said: “That’s the direction of Desolate Mountain.”

His memories began there. At eight years old, he had been found at Desolate Mountain by the Jade Purity Sect. He opened his Heavenly Eye, and endless spiritual sense swept across the distance.

Zhou Tong murmured: “The mountain’s guardian treasure moved from its place…”

He could see the clue. A mountain might be ordinary, but with a guardian it would be famous. Now Desolate Mountain blazed with signs like a final burst of light. After this, it might vanish.

He frowned. To break into the No-Self Realm, he had to find his “Past Self,” the me of before. If Desolate Mountain disappeared, his path would get much harder. He had to go.

Zhang Chu Qiao spoke firmly: “Junior brother, I sent scouts. The place collapsed into a secret realm. There is also a restriction that stops anyone above the Reincarnation Realm from entering.”

Zhou Tong’s eyes brightened as he said: “Perfect.”

With his current Third Layer of Life and Death, as long as a Half-Saint didn’t show up, almost no one could touch him. And if anyone dared to fight him by flinging their spirit outward, even a Saint would become an ant.

Zhou Tong nodded and said: “I’m going.”

Zhang Chu Qiao answered without hesitation: “I’m going with you.”

Zhou Tong turned to Mu Rong Ya and said: “Good. We leave at once. Master, please guard the sect.”

They had just said their farewells when Zhou Tong felt a prickling numbness sweep over him and a chill climb his spine.

He sucked in a cold breath and said: “Wait.”

His brows knit tight. “I have a very bad premonition. It’s only come a few times, but it’s always been right.”

A blade of pain cut through his head. Light shone from between his brows as his Unknowing Realm ran at full force.

He shuddered and then saw a strange vision. Inside Desolate Mountain, a towering broken body slowly stood up. The figure lifted a giant sword and swung once, raising a tsunami of blood.

The scene lasted only a heartbeat, then vanished. Zhou Tong steadied himself and whispered: “A ray of the future…”

With an Emperor Realm spirit brushing the No-Self Realm, by chance one could see a corner of the past or future. What he saw should be the truth hidden in Desolate Mountain.

Zhou Tong’s face turned grim as he said: “A Saint King’s remains have awakened. Desolate Mountain is a Saint King’s tomb.”

A Saint King stood above Saints. Even dead, with the soul scattered, the body alone could awaken. It was deadly. With that thing inside, they could not rush in.

Zhou Tong’s gaze turned toward the Jade Purity Sect as he said: “We need preparations first.”

He had many ways to handle corpse miasma, but the most cost-effective was to use earth veins. The great earth was the mother of all things and could contain everything. Once refined, earth veins could take in and dissolve corpse miasma.

Zhou Tong’s eyes glinted as he said: “Jade Purity Sect, it’s your turn to contribute.”

He squeezed Zhang Chu Qiao’s wrist and laughed: “Let’s go. Time to fleece some wool.”

Mu Rong Ya stamped her foot in midair and wanted to follow, but calmed down at last. Since Zhou Tong had asked her to guard the sect, it meant he didn’t need her to act yet.

A hundred miles from the Jade Purity Sect, Zhou Tong and Zhang Chu Qiao halted. Know the enemy and know yourself, and you will win every battle. Zhou Tong spread his spiritual sense to probe their defenses.

One look, and he almost laughed out loud. The Jade Purity Sect really was careless. Their star array had been destroyed, and they hadn’t rebuilt it right away. Clearly they thought Zhou Tong wouldn’t come again.

Inside the Jade Purity Sect, a Supreme Elder slammed his fist and snarled: “That little beast humiliated us too much. We must make the Joyous Union Sect pay, or others will look down on the Jade Purity Sect!”

Another elder snapped: “Agreed. We can’t let those wretches run wild.”

A third voice suggested coldly: “Let’s repay them in their own way. We gather great baleful energy and dump it into the Joyous Union Sect. Let them destroy themselves.”

Voices rose in agreement: “Good. Do it!”

Wu Zhan slapped the table. His eyes were blood-red. He was in a bad way; the calamity from failing to become a Saint still clung to him. He didn’t care. He only wanted revenge on the Joyous Union Sect.

Zhou Tong withdrew his spiritual sense with a wicked smile and said to Zhang Chu Qiao: “Senior sister, follow my lead. We strike first and let them taste how salty the Breath of Annihilation is.”

The two advanced to the very edge of the Jade Purity Sect’s spiritual detection and stopped.

Zhou Tong raised a hand and whispered: “Second Mind Bomb, Wither and Pursue Soul.”

Countless clumps of spirit power condensed and drifted over the Jade Purity Sect, hanging at different corners. These bombs were invisible and colorless, hard to notice, and very stable. They would only explode when touching an outward-flung spirit sense.

Zhou Tong nodded and said: “Senior sister, your turn.”

Black aura poured between Zhang Chu Qiao’s hands. Power of the Primordial One fused with Breath of Annihilation, forming a pitch-black sun.

Zhang Chu Qiao pushed forward and said: “Go.”

The sun fell, bringing darkness.

In an instant, scalps tingled across the Jade Purity Sect as cries rang out: “Enemy attack! Be on guard!”