Pure Yang!

Chapter 389 Zhang and Li's Tribulation! The Celestial Master Meets the Celestial Master Again

Ming Shenshou, one of the three palaces of the Wuwei Sect, is the master of the Crimson Palace. He once faced off against Li Chengge, the head of Laoshan Sect, and Liu Nanxu, the Celestial Master of Zhenwu Mountain, in Dongshan Province. Despite their supernatural powers, they were no match for each other and he retreated unscathed.

No one expected that this important figure from the Wuwei Sect, the old man Li Yishan mentioned, would actually appear so openly at Chang'an International Airport, right in front of Zhang Fan and Li Yishan.

Zhang Fan's face turned extremely ugly, and he became wary, as if facing a formidable enemy.

He hadn't forgotten that back in Dongshan Province, it was this old man who had set his sights on his divinely bestowed abilities, even disregarding his status and making a rash move. If it weren't for Li Chengge and Liu Nanxu's timely intervention, he wouldn't even know if he were alive or dead now.

"Uncle Ming, what brings you here? If I had known you were in Chang'an, I would have gone to pay you a visit."

Just then, Li Yishan suddenly greeted them warmly, a beaming smile spreading across his face, looking extremely filial.

This action surprised even Myojin Hisashi.

"Good lad, to do great things, you have to have the composure to laugh it off and share the spoils even if someone else kills your own father." Ming Shenshou's gaze darkened slightly.

"I wiped out your whole house, and you're still acting like nothing happened..."

To accomplish great things, one must avoid letting grudges cloud one's judgment or letting emotions cloud one's mind. Only by being able to put all of these aside can one be considered a true hero.

Thinking of this, a sharp glint flashed in Myojin Hisashi's eyes.

"No wonder he's Li Cunsi's son."

“Uncle Ming, you’re mistaken,” Li Yishan said with a light laugh.

"Where did we go wrong?" Myojin Hisashi asked.

“Li Cunsi is indeed worthy of being my father,” Li Yishan said calmly.

"Good, truly filial piety that reaches the heavens." Ming Shenshou laughed loudly, "Xiao Shanzi, you are a promising talent. If your family hadn't been so close to the Zhang family, you would definitely have become the leading figure of my Wuwei Sect in this generation."

As he spoke, a hint of regret flashed in Myojin Hisashi's eyes.

"So what if we're close? The Three Corpse Taoist from back then also had the surname Zhang," Zhang Fan blurted out.

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Ming Shenji's face gradually disappeared, and his sharp gaze fell on Zhang Fan.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you compare yourself to the Three Corpses Daoist? Not even your father is qualified."

"Furthermore, the Wuwei Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has only produced one Three Corpse Daoist surnamed Zhang."

At this point, Myojin Hisashi looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of disdain.

"Do you think we don't know what your Southern Zhang were thinking back then? You cultivated the Three Corpses to seize the position of sect leader, and with such intentions, you deserve to die..."

"As expected, the cycle of karma is real, and retribution is inevitable. In the end, they suffered the fate of extermination of their clan and the death of their people."

Zhang Fan's gaze sharpened, and his expression turned icy.

"The destruction of the Southern Zhang clan also involved the Wuwei School!?"

"Whether you have it or not, what can you do about it?" Myojin Hisashi's face held a hint of sarcasm.

With his current strength and status, he naturally doesn't take Zhang Fan and Li Yishan seriously.

"Zhang Lingzong isn't here, and you don't have your protective talisman either..."

Myojin Hisashi said calmly, "No one can save you today."

As he spoke, Myojin Hisashi picked up his luggage: "See you on the plane..."

"Of course, you can run now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Myojin Hisashi pushed the luggage and headed towards the waiting hall.

“That old bastard…” Li Yishan said through gritted teeth.

"run?"

Zhang Fan looked at Li Yishan, but shook his head.

With their current cultivation levels, it's clear they can't escape from a Celestial Master-level expert.

If they leave now, or don't board the plane, he has no doubt that Ming Shenshou will take immediate action, even if it causes some commotion and attracts the attention of the Daoist sect.

"Life is indeed full of trials and tribulations," Li Yishan said in a deep voice.

"He'll get on the plane first; the journey is long, so he won't act immediately."

"Once we're on the plane, we're trapped like turtles in a jar," Zhang Fan said solemnly.

"Once we reach Yujing, that will be our territory, and there will still be a glimmer of hope."

Li Yishan gritted his teeth and said, "What's more, I have another way to escape, but the risk is too great."

"What method?" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

Li Yishan truly lived up to his reputation as a human prodigy, managing to escape from a Celestial Master-level expert. Even Zhang Fan found it incredibly unbelievable.

“There is a method, but the risk is too great. We might not even need him to take action,” Li Yishan pondered.

"What method is it exactly?" Zhang Fan pressed.

"How's your practice of the Three Corpses Illuminating Fate technique coming along?" Li Yishan suddenly asked, changing the subject.

"The merging with the gods was successful, but..." Zhang Fan frowned, wondering why Li Yishan had asked this question.

"It's come to this point already."

Li Yishan's expression darkened slightly, and a hint of worry welled up in his deep eyes.

"Let's get on the plane first. I refuse to believe that the two of us together will die at the hands of this old bastard."

Talented people emerge in every generation, and new people replace the old.

New things replacing the old ones is an inevitable law.

This is why new things often possess an unseen and unheard destiny; they are a glimmer of hope amidst great calamity.

Without such insight and magnanimity, it is destined that one will not go far.

"Fine, let's have a go and see who's tougher," Zhang Fan said fiercely.

The two walked straight into the waiting hall, keeping their distance from Myojin Hisashi.

"How brave!"

When Ming Shenshou saw Li Yishan and Zhang Fan following him, he couldn't help but show his appreciation.

He knew this journey wouldn't be lonely; it would surely be quite interesting, which was why he wasn't in a hurry to take action.

After all, in front of the dignified Celestial Master, Li Yishan and Zhang Fan were nothing more than two little mice. Once they boarded the plane, they would be trapped like turtles in a jar, and no one, whether in the sky or on the ground, could save them.

Forty minutes later, the plane bound for Yujing City was about to take off, and everyone began to board.

"Let's go."

Li Yishan and Zhang Fan walked at the back, watching helplessly as Ming Shenshou swaggered onto the plane without even glancing at them, and without fear that they would turn around and run away.

"Old man, you've got us cornered," Li Yishan said through gritted teeth.

"This trip was so exciting!" Zhang Fan exclaimed.

He never expected that this trip to Chang'an would end in such a calamity.

Holy crap!
The two boarded the plane and saw Myojin Hisashi sitting at the very back. When he saw them coming up, he waved and greeted them with a smile.

“This old bastard is now the person I hate most in my life,” Li Yishan said in a deep voice.

"You actually still consider him a human being?!" Zhang Fan said, indulging in his verbal sparring.

"Oh..."

Just then, a soft gasp came from the right. An elderly man on the right was about to stuff his luggage into the locker when his back buckled and the luggage fell down. Zhang Fan reacted quickly and caught it.

"Sir, are you alright?" Zhang Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Sigh... I'm getting old, and my body is frail." The old man wearing a black baseball cap pushed up his gold-rimmed reading glasses, an outfit that seemed somewhat out of place.

"I'll help you."

Zhang Fan carried the luggage and stuffed it into the closet.

"Young man, thank you. Good deeds are rewarded." The old man wearing a black baseball cap smiled and patted Zhang Fan on the shoulder.

"You're welcome."

As they talked, Zhang Fan and Li Yishan continued walking inside and quickly found seats. They were a short distance away from Ming Shenshou, but the distance was negligible.

"Life or death is uncertain," Li Yishan said, looking out the window.

A moment later, the plane slowly took off, with a constant roar. The pressure imbalance caused a brief ringing in the ears.

In an instant, Zhang Fan and Li Yishan felt as if an invisible pair of eyes were watching them.

That kind of pressure was like an old cat playing with a mouse, manipulating them.

"If we manage to escape this time, we must find a way to integrate the thirteen zodiac animals first," Li Yishan said in a deep voice.

"You mean..." Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat, as if he had guessed something.

"You saw it yourself at the Tomb of the Living Dead; the Thirteen Zodiacs possess a secret great technique," Li Yishan said in a deep voice.

"The Nian monster!?"

“Not bad.” Li Yishan nodded and said, “This method was passed down from the founder of the Wuwei Sect. The thirteen zodiac animals are represented by a human. By worshipping the [Great Talisman and Year Register], the primordial spirits of the twelve zodiac animals can be combined into one and controlled by a human. It is no less powerful than the Celestial Masters.”

"This great technique is incredibly powerful." Zhang Fan couldn't help but show a strange expression.

Before the Tomb of the Living Dead, Youji and the others had only just gathered more than half of the zodiac animals when the spirit of the Year Beast began to show its power and posed a threat to him. If Li Yishan had not come out of seclusion in time, the danger would have been much greater.

However, he did not expect that if all twelve zodiac animals were gathered, the spirit of that year beast would actually be able to contend with the Celestial Master.

“Without Chunyang appearing, the Thirteen Zodiac Animals will be invincible,” Li Yishan said in a deep voice.

This great law has been passed down since ancient times, which is one of the reasons why the thirteen zodiac animals were able to stand independently outside the three palaces and become the protectors of the sect leaders throughout the ages.

Today, on this plane, if all thirteen zodiac animals were present, even if one or two were missing, what would Li Yishan have to fear from the Lord of the Crimson Palace!?

"You should have said so earlier..." Zhang Fan sighed inwardly.

Before the Tomb of the Living Dead, Li Yishan had already gained the allegiance of the Rabbit, Snake, Horse, Monkey, Dog, and Pig.

Of the twelve zodiac animals, more than half have been chosen. Apart from the Tiger (寅) and Rooster (酉), which are currently vacant, only the Rat (子), Ox (丑), Dragon (辰), and Sheep (未) have yet to make their selections.

Of these four zodiac signs, only the Rat and the Dragon truly frighten Li Yishan.

"Chenlong is out of the question," Zhang Fan said decisively.

After returning from Qin Gu Town, he learned that the feud between Chen Long and Zhang Lingzong and their family had reached an irreconcilable point, a life-or-death struggle.

“I know she’s from Nan Zhang…someone from your family…”

Li Yishan clearly knew more than Zhang Fan, and he had a better understanding of the relationship between the two families.

“We don’t need to consider Chenlong. It would be best if we could get rid of her. As for Zishu, we can try to win her over,” Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

“The Rat is even more difficult to deal with; it’s too difficult to make it submit,” Li Yishan said solemnly.

"Do you know anything about Zishu?" Zhang Fan asked.

The Rat is the most mysterious of the thirteen zodiac animals, and even the Dragon is wary of it.

“He has many shadows… but those are just shadows… but as far as I know, there is more than one real Rat.”

"The Rat isn't a person?" Zhang Fan was stunned. He had considered many possibilities, but he hadn't thought of this one.

“Yes, He is not alone. According to the clues I have so far, the Rat is a nest, there should be three of them,” Li Yishan said coldly.

“Each of them can be a Rat, a real Rat.”

"No wonder this thing keeps showing its true form, it's really cunning," Zhang Fan said suddenly.

The Rat is always lurking in the shadows; even if you find its trace, it's just one of many.

No one can truly see the true nature of the Rat, because He has never been a person.

"We'll talk about the Rat matter when we get back. Now that I'm temporarily out of the calamity of 'Jia Sheng Gui Si,' I can free up my hands to do many things," Li Yishan said coldly.

Upon returning, the first thing he would do was to integrate the thirteen zodiac animals.

Rumble…

Just then, the plane suddenly started to shake violently, as if it had entered a collision turbulence, and even the lights began to flicker.

"Please remain seated, fasten your seatbelts, and stow your tray tables..."

A friendly announcement came over the loudspeaker.

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still; everyone was frozen in that moment, that minute, that second, that instant…

As the plane moved from back to front, it grew darker and darker, with the lights constantly going out, as if a shadow was looming over it, getting closer and closer.

"coming!"

Li Yishan and Zhang Fan's expressions changed drastically. They remained still, but their spirits left their bodies, ready to break free.

"Nephew, you're too naive. You have absolutely no idea what a Celestial Master is!"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang in their ears.

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat. He had completely lost control of his body. His brow and mind were sealed shut, and his primordial spirit felt like it was imprisoned in a cage. This feeling was even more despairing than being in the dead of night.

Celestial Masters represent a high level of attainment where heaven and humanity are in harmony; their physical bodies and primordial spirits have been cultivated to the extreme.

The human heart is the heart of Heaven. The moment a thought arises, it is as if a great calamity has suddenly arrived. No matter how high one's cultivation level is, one must enter a state of stillness of the primordial spirit, as if transitioning from the innate to the acquired.

"Holy crap, that's wishful thinking."

This wasn't Zhang Fan's first time meeting a Celestial Master, but experiencing it firsthand was a completely different feeling. It was as if all his cultivation and efforts were like smoke and clouds, ethereal and insignificant.

This is the Celestial Master.

"Get out of here!"

Zhang Fan had only one thought left in his mind: although Li Yishan kept saying there was another way to escape, he estimated that Li Yishan's current situation was not much better than his own.

At this point, even the most extraordinary methods would be useless.

In fact, Zhang Fan guessed correctly.

They were both too young, just as Myojinju said, they didn't know what a Celestial Master was.

No matter how high one's talent or how strong one's luck, it is all insignificant in front of a Celestial Master, because these people are the strongest in their generation.

"How innocent and carefree!" Myojin Shou's primordial spirit descended in a serene manner.

"Lord of the Crimson Palace, it's been a long time."

Just then, the plane seemed to light up, and a soft, familiar voice rang in Zhang Fan's ears.

His spirit seemed to regain a sliver of clarity, and looking up, he saw a passenger sitting not far in front of him slowly rise up—none other than the Celestial Master of Zhongnan Mountain…

Ye Beichen!!!
(End of this chapter)