Chapter 318

Chapter 318: Su Ming, this is the world-saving method you mentioned
Fang Cheng Lang and Master Qing Yan both froze.

Fang Cheng Lang was the first to react. He suddenly jerked his head up, but in his line of sight there was only Cui Jue’s thin figure.

He gave a bitter shake of his head.

Ever since Little Six died, A’Jue had been sunk in sorrow. Later, Ye Cong Xin poisoned and disfigured him, and his condition grew worse day by day. His words could not be trusted.

Master Qing Yan also thought Cui Jue was having another fit of hysteria.

Only Cui Jue kept stubbornly staring at the empty air.

But his question was doomed to never receive an answer.

In the end, Fang Cheng Lang really could not bear to watch him like that and forcibly dragged him away.

Lone Moon Peak fell silent again.

Several more days passed.

A deafening boom suddenly came from the sky.

Master Qing Yan sprang to his feet.

Far away, countless bolts of lightning flashed. Thunder rolled again and again.

Thinking of Ye Cong Xin about to ascend to the Upper Realm and keep harming the Ancestors of Five Elements Dao Sect, he felt as if someone were cutting open his chest and digging out his heart and liver. His five organs felt like they were on fire.

She must not ascend.

She must not ascend!

Master Qing Yan gathered all the spiritual power in his body and smashed his shackles again and again.

But he was no longer the awe-inspiring foremost Divine Transformation expert he had once been.

And the chains had been carefully made for him by Ye Cong Xin herself.

After several attempts, the chains were completely unharmed. Instead, the huge backlash sent his blood and qi surging. He kept coughing up blood.

“No! No! No!” he shouted, refusing to give up.

He suddenly sat down cross-legged. Bringing two fingers together, he pointed at his Dantian, then flicked upward.

A ball of blue light wrapped around a fist-sized Nascent Soul flew out of his body.

In the next instant, the Nascent Soul let out a shrill scream and shrank back into Master Qing Yan’s body.

Two chains were tied around the Nascent Soul’s feet as well.

Once it left the body, the chains would burrow into the Nascent Soul itself, leaving him unable to live and unable to die.

This was Ye Cong Xin’s revenge.

She wanted to trap Master Qing Yan to death on the Lone Moon Peak he was so proud of, never letting him leave for all eternity.

Yu Zhao did not really understand where Ye Cong Xin’s hatred for Master Qing Yan came from.

After all, no matter when it was, Master Qing Yan always chose to stand on her side. He did everything he could to protect her, even hurting another disciple just to keep her reputation from being stained.

Without Master Qing Yan, she might have lost her life several times over.

It was one thing if Ye Cong Xin did not feel grateful. Why did she hate him to the bone?

Even so, Yu Zhao did not intend to think too deeply about it.

What she cared about most right now was whether Ye Cong Xin could successfully ascend.

The place where Ye Cong Xin was undergoing tribulation was far from Lone Moon Peak. On top of that, the might of heaven and earth interfered. Yu Zhao could only see the sky full of lightning.

This grand tribulation lasted for seven days and seven nights.

Seven days later, the clouds scattered.

Ye Cong Xin’s figure disappeared together with the lightning.

Master Qing Yan sank into utter despair. He cut his fingertip and wrote a line of bloody characters on a boulder.

“Disciple Qing Yan, ashamed before the sect above, ashamed before the disciples below. Arrogant for a lifetime, I have committed countless evil deeds, and my regret is beyond words. Today I use this broken life to tell all the restless spirits under heaven…”

Yu Zhao glanced at it, then calmly looked away.

Her mind was filled only with the final scene of Ye Cong Xin’s tribulation.

The Heavenly Ladder had not appeared.

Even though Ye Cong Xin had cultivated all the way to Divine Transformation perfection, she still had not managed to summon the Heavenly Ladder.

Yet, strangely, she had disappeared.

Did she really ascend?

“Master! Master!”

Yu Zhao’s thoughts were cut off by an excited shout.

She looked toward the sound.

Su Ming, his face full of stubble, was holding something in his hands as he rushed up the mountain, his voice full of excitement.

Yu Zhao looked at the book in his hands and was shocked.

This was clearly…

“Master, look, this is the treasure of Tai Bai Academy, the Wordless Heaven Tome. The Cultivation World can be saved!” he said.

“The Wordless Heaven Tome?”

There was not much joy on Master Qing Yan’s face.

In his heart, he had already decided that the Cultivation World was heading toward ruin. No one could save it.

Besides, he had never heard that Tai Bai Academy had such a so-called treasure.

“Master, it’s true,” Su Ming said. “Dean Mo Xin told me personally before he died. In the entire Cultivation World, fewer than five people know about the Wordless Heaven Tome. Only a fated person can open the Heavenly Tome, and I am the fated one chosen by the Heavenly Tome.”

Su Ming had never been valued by Master Qing Yan. Now, being entrusted with such an important task by Dean Mo Xin, who held the same status as Master Qing Yan, left his heart in turmoil.

Yu Zhao had not expected Su Ming to also be a fated person who could open the Heavenly Tome.

And from the way Su Ming spoke, he seemed to already know the method to save the Cultivation World.

That really was good news.

Master Qing Yan was half convinced, half doubtful. He asked, “How can we save the world?”

“Master, you and I alone are far from enough. We still need more people,” Su Ming said. “I have already chosen the candidates and sent word to them. In a few days, when everyone has arrived, I will tell you all at once.”

Su Ming had already made up his mind. No matter how much Master Qing Yan asked, he just played dumb, and Master Qing Yan could only drop the matter.

Before long, Fang Cheng Lang and Cui Jue arrived at the peak one after the other.

A little while later, Quan Ye strode up the mountain. His long, empty sleeves swung wildly with every step he took.

An hour passed.

The only one of Ye Cong Xin’s five senior brothers they had not seen yet, Lan Zi Yu, finally appeared.

His outward appearance had not changed, but his whole temperament had turned upside down. His back was hunched, shoulders drawn in. He shrank back at every little sound, trembling nonstop.

Master Qing Yan’s gaze swept over the faces of his five disciples one by one. He could still vaguely remember how proud and spirited they had once been. His heart felt like it was being cut with a knife.

“Su Ming, everyone is here,” he said.

Ever since Ye Cong Xin’s Eldritch Arts were exposed to the Cultivation World, Lone Moon Peak had been pushed to the eye of the storm. Everyone wanted to tear them apart.

Even though Five Elements Dao Sect vouched for Master Qing Yan, Fang Cheng Lang, and the others, saying they knew nothing of the truth, it could not erase the fact that Ye Cong Xin was Master Qing Yan’s disciple.

On top of that, Five Elements Dao Sect had been poorly managed in recent years, and its inner workings were not united. Many people supported expelling Lone Moon Peak from the sect to avoid being dragged down with them.

In this situation, Lone Moon Peak became a special forbidden zone.

The people inside did not dare go out.

The people outside did not dare come in.

So when Su Ming said he wanted to gather helpers, only the people of Lone Moon Peak dared to answer his call.

“Master, there is still one person who has not arrived yet. Please wait a little longer,” Su Ming said.

“There is someone else?”

“Yes.”

Su Ming nodded firmly.

He believed that person would definitely come.

The sins they had committed could only be repaid by their own hands.

Two more days passed.

On that day, an old man in black clothes with white hair and a face full of wrinkles climbed up Lone Moon Peak.

Fang Cheng Lang froze for a moment, then his emotions surged. He took three steps in two and punched the old man in the face.

Bang!

The old man’s body exploded into countless flying insects that scattered in all directions. A moment later, they gathered again behind Fang Cheng Lang and formed his body once more.

“Su Ming, this is the world-saving method you mentioned?” Fang Cheng Lang demanded.

It was him.

Wu Shao Zhen.

“Wu Shao Zhen!” Yu Zhao and Fang Cheng Lang called his name at the same time.

Fang Cheng Lang glared at him in fury and shouted, “How dare you come to Lone Moon Peak!”

Wu Shao Zhen’s face stayed cold as he answered, “Su Ming asked me to come.”

“Su Ming!”

Su Ming looked around at everyone, then nodded in satisfaction. “Everyone is here. We can begin.”