Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 548 Chain

“Ye Queqi’s cultivation method is quite interesting,” Wei Xi watched the man’s figure disappear into the bustling crowd. “Does Linchuan Pavilion possess some strange innate talent?”

"I haven't heard of anything too unusual. Apart from some common bone structures, there are also some mutated bone structures."

Qin Feng seemed to have thought of something, paused for a moment before continuing, "However, Linchuan Pavilion is indeed not as good as Wanjian Sect. The sect has several disciples who are sword cultivators, magic cultivators, alchemy cultivators, and medicine cultivators."

The strict criterion for recruiting disciples at Linchuan Pavilion is high purity of innate talent. Upon closer examination, the cultivation methods of its disciples are quite mysterious.

"You think the Tao he cultivates is interesting?"

As the group moved forward, Wei Xi mumbled, "I was just guessing. It's best to just get rid of him. If he causes any trouble at this time, it might delay the important matter of forming the core."

"There's something strange about this kid's words," Qin Feng said, not pressing the matter further, but simply advising, "It's best to avoid provoking him."

“That’s natural,” Wei Xi nodded in agreement. “Once this matter is settled, he’ll be at Linchuan Pavilion, and I’ll be at Qingcheng Sect. How could we possibly run into each other?”

"Xiaoxi."

Qin Feng stopped and took the hand of his companion, while Wei Xi turned around to look.

Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are few. Even though I am in the clouds, I cannot see the celestial palaces and jade pavilions. Only Qin Feng alone enjoys the clear moonlight illuminating his jade-like face, far surpassing the celestial maidens of the cloud palace.

"Be careful in everything. It's not our own job, why risk our lives? We still need to get back to the sect together."

Wei Xi opened his mouth as if to speak, but his voice was hoarse. Many memories of the past were boiling over in the other person's worried eyes.

“I know,” Wei Xi said with a reassuring smile. “Don’t you know my abilities? Putting aside everything else, I’m more than capable of saving my own life.”

In the early years in Gulu City, the Qin family's daughters were the most audacious and reckless.

When Qin Feng was young, she only knew that warriors should be fearless, and since she came from a family of military generals, she should be like that.

Qin Feng is now seventeen, no longer a carefree child. Having lost her parents and younger brother, and now only having a few friends left, how could she not be afraid?
Relationships between people are all about fate, and over the years, Qin Feng has come to regard Wei Xi as his own sister.

Since returning from Nanjiang, Qin Feng's intuition told her that Wei Xi had something on her mind. Although she had been kept in the dark about the Bone Reef Sea, she understood that something unusual must be amiss.

Moreover, Wei Xi has often looked distressed lately, and although she always manages to cover it up, how could those close to her not notice?
Qin Feng knew he wasn't good at guessing people's thoughts, so he secretly questioned Lian Gouhan, who was vague and only said that Wei Xi knew what was going on.

"Qin Feng, I'm just guessing. Although Wei Xi is thoughtful, she is sincere towards you and me. Whatever she is hiding, she must have thought it over carefully before making this decision. If we force her, we might just hold her back."

The helplessness in Lian Gouyan's voice flashed through Qin Feng's mind, and when he heard Wei Xi's gentle words of comfort, he felt a mixture of grief and indignation.

"Yes," Qin Feng thought, lowering his head as he regained his composure. "My cultivation is slightly inferior now, how can I be of any help?" This was why Wei Xi had to spare time to remind him in this critical moment.

Even if all else fails, I can take Wei Xi's place and complete the duties of the Hehuan Sect.

Qin Feng was preoccupied with a jumble of thoughts and didn't have time to greet the cultivators he encountered.

Fortunately, Wei Xisheng had a cold face and had experienced a lot in recent years, so he naturally exuded an aura that kept strangers away. The two of them arrived at the area designated for the Qingcheng Sect.

"What's wrong?" Wang Huan still had the mind to tease, "Looking like you've been hit by frost before autumn has even arrived?"

Coming to his senses, Qin Feng muttered, "I was a little sleepy in the middle of the night, why are you making fun of me?"

"Huan'er, stop joking with Junior Sister Qin."

Wang Xin stepped forward to restrain her sister, but it was Wei Xi who felt uncomfortable—she knew almost everything about the Wang family's secrets, and coupled with the yin and yang energy swirling around Zeng He Niang that resembled her senior brother, she felt increasingly awkward.

Wei Xi, though inwardly troubled, showed no sign of it. Taking advantage of the fact that some sects had not yet arrived, he carefully observed the scene. "As expected," Wei Xi thought to himself, "some sects have ulterior motives."

The Northern Frontier was a harsh land pioneered by the Lone Spring Bird. Cultivators there did not venture there as early as the Eastern Barbarians. Furthermore, there were less strictly controlled cultivation forces like Chongxiao City and Baizhao City. Only four sects in the Northern Frontier recognized the Myriad Swords Sect as their elder brother. Ironically, the human race was the last to arrive in the Northern Frontier, yet it also had a powerful mortal force like the Ju Kingdom, so naturally, the number of cultivators there was smaller.

However, there are many sects in the Eastern Barbarian, Southern River, and Western Regions. Some are dissatisfied with the Wanjian Sect's collusion with the Ju Kingdom, while others are indifferent to worldly affairs and devoted to cultivation. In short, even within the sect alliance, there are those who do not obey the Wanjian Sect's orders. How can they expect all cultivators in the world to follow their commands?

Alternatively, a clever tactic would be to exploit the massacre of the Devouring Sea Sect, using Gu Shen's head to boost the strength and prestige of his Myriad Swords Sect. Amidst the widespread panic, he raised the banner of righteous extermination against evil, thus gaining the support of many smaller sects.

But as the saying goes, a powerful dragon leader can succeed with a mudskipper, but leading a horde of dragons may not be so easy. This is because cultivators are highly skilled and possess a natural arrogance, which the Myriad Swords Sect cannot suppress. Some will turn a deaf ear, while others will outwardly comply but inwardly defy them; this is not unusual.

Even though the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has repeatedly warned against bullying the weak, when it comes to life and death, some major sects still bully others by taking advantage of their power.

Wei Xi saw that several disciples from small sects were being controlled by disciples from large sects, and they had some injuries on their heads and faces.

It seems they suffered some hardship in the struggle.

Recalling Fang Jiuchen's words not long ago, Wei Xi felt a mix of emotions.

"These people are behaving in a rather disgraceful manner!" a senior brother from the Qingcheng Sect said indignantly. "Every sect has its own search parties; it's just a matter of how many people are involved and how quickly they can get down. But targeting a fellow Daoist like myself is truly despicable!"

The voice that was spoken was quite loud, and several of the suspects who were closest to looked over, recognized that it was a notorious group of easy targets, and actually showed up to come over.

Wei Xi coldly lifted his eyelids, his spiritual power already poised to be unleashed.

At this moment, a group of disciples from the Hehuan Sect arrived, led by Fang Jiuchen.

Those villains, unable to provoke the Hehuan Sect, simply assumed they had lost the food-grabbing contest and retreated to their original positions.

The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were somewhat aware of the Hehuan Sect's intentions, and they all lowered their guard.

Fang Jiuchen adopted a businesslike expression and said to Xie Yingying, "Fellow Daoist Xie, I am here on orders from the leaders of the two sects!"

With permission, Fang Jiuchen found Wei Xi and gestured to his two junior brothers behind him to help E Qiyu to her side.

Wei Xi, with his sharp eyes, noticed the bloodstains seeping from Fang Jiuchen's collar and knew that he had been punished.

"Please look after him, Fellow Daoist Wei. I hope you two will return safely."

Wei Xi smelled a faint scent of blood, and simply clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

After seeing off Hongchenyan, Fang Jiuchen led his disciples away.

The other disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were curious about the person sent by the Hehuan Sect, but Eqiyu was wearing a hood, and Senior Sister Xie, who had been instructed to do so, sternly stopped them, which put an end to their curiosity.

Wei Xi felt somewhat uncomfortable—the people from the Hehuan Sect, for some reason, had actually used the vast expanse of water to create an invisible chain to bind E Qiyu, with the other end being placed in her hand.

When Wei Xi first got his hands on this thing, he almost threw it away.

After all, Wei Xi didn't have the habit of treating people like dogs.

After calming down, Wei Xi also realized the deeper meaning behind this action: first, the Red Dust Eye was a tool that the Joyful Union Sect could not afford to lose; second, the troublesome nature of Eqiyu was far beyond imagination, and it actually required the use of chains to control her.

Wei Xi hadn't expected the Hehuan Sect to tell the truth anyway; he just wanted to descend to the mortal realm as soon as possible to avoid feeling like he was being harassed.

Wei Xi: What?