Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 278 Crystal Palace

Donghan, Danhai.

The water was turquoise, the sky was blue, there were tall islands and secluded cliffs, and stretches of gray-white reefs stood in the sea. Dark-skinned fish spirits gathered in a group below, all bowing in submission with expressions of respect.

A brilliant golden fire ignited, and the light surged. A dark golden chariot emerged from it, pulled by three red-scaled seahorses that breathed fire. A wisp of fire slowly dissipated behind the chariot.

The driver was a monster with a bird's head and a human body. Its feathers were white and its expression was arrogant. It held its head high and shouted:
"Have we harvested enough [Dark Water Jade]? If the real person wants to use it, there's no time to waste."

A group of black fish spirits hurriedly lifted up a black stone jar. Inside was a number of round dark blue gems that exuded a strong aura of vast water. They were all of the foundation-building grade.

"The White-feathered Demon Generals are all here. This place has produced little this year, so it's no wonder we're waiting."

"what!"

The white bird monster's pupils shrank, and it shouted harshly, about to attack, but a sigh came from the car, followed by a deep male voice.

"Although it's a little less, it's enough. The celestial phenomena are unusual, and the moon changes three times in one night, causing the Hanshui River to fluctuate a lot. It's not their fault."

As the voice sounded, the black fish spirits below all relaxed their expressions, realizing that that person had followed them. At this moment, they all felt like they had survived a disaster.

Bai Ling only looked at the dark gold carriage behind him awkwardly, lowered his voice, and showed the same hesitation as others.

"Since the Lord has spoken, then let's not bother with these Yakshas."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the group of Yakshas, and shouted again:
"Why don't you thank me, the Right Envoy of Zhenxuan Mansion, for your kindness? Next time there's a vacancy, watch out for your hides!"

"Thank you, Your Excellency, thank you, Your Excellency, Your Excellency."

A group of black fish spirits knelt down, saluted in unison, and called out his name. The people in the carriage seemed a little annoyed by this and just let Bai Ling drive the horse and go somewhere else.

The red fire was running and the sea water parted. Bai Ling looked quite impressive at this time. It only took him one year to go from a lowly wild demon to the famous demon general of Danhai.

After thinking about it, he glanced at the rear carriage with gratitude. It was all thanks to the adults' support. I am just a driver, and my cultivation is just at the initial stage of foundation building. But when I come to the sea, even if I meet a Yaksha patrolling the sea, I can still chat with him.

Being a casual cultivator is not bad, but it is more comfortable to drive for adults. Who says that is not true?

Bai Ling was a little too proud of himself. His original form was a white bird, without any bloodline. He was lucky enough to eat the heart of a cultivator, and then he embarked on the path of cultivation. When he was at the ninth level of Qi training, he was selected by the Zhenxuan Mansion, rewarded with merit and pills, and became a foundation-building cultivator.

Now his life is in the control of the person behind him, but he has no complaints at all. Feeling the cultivation of the foundation-building realm in his Dharma body, everything is worth it.

It's just selling one's life. There are many monsters who want to sell their lives but have nowhere to go. Now I am still alive and have a bright future. I have already earned enough.

What's more, Bai Ling couldn't help feeling a little proud in his heart. Fortunately, the person behind him was still a good person. At least among all the monsters and ghosts in the East China Sea, his morals were relatively high and he would not do anything beastly.

He had previously been to the dragon-occupied sea to do business, and the monsters he received changed five times in a year. They all angered the dragon's offspring, and were then stripped of their tendons and skin, ending up in a miserable state.

"Bai Ling, go to the muddy sea."

A voice interrupted Bai Ling's fantasy. He hurriedly stopped the seahorse, turned around, and said in a low voice:
"My subordinates have orders."

This [Hua Yan] chariot was driven at full power, turning into a line of red fire and instantly heading towards the Ninghai Sea in the north. Bai Ling was puzzled. Why was it heading to the Ninghai Sea when the tribute from Danhai had not been collected yet?

'Never mind, why should I worry about this?'

Just as he was about to reach the muddy sea, he saw in the distance a colorful cloud with brilliant light rising. A young monk was standing on the sea, and many aquatic creatures gathered below, all listening to the sutra.

Bai Ling's eyes darkened, and he realized who was coming. He immediately scolded:

"You bald donkey, how dare you come to my Ning Sea? Don't you know that the Dan Ning Sea and the Dan Ning Sea were allocated by the Dragon Palace to the True Man Xuan Lian? Now they are all under the jurisdiction of my Zhen Xuan Mansion."

"If you continue to use magic to deceive the water tribe, be prepared to be killed."

Bai Ling was furious and was about to lash out again when he saw the monk step forward, retract his brilliance, step into the water and fire, and whisper:

"I, the poor monk Yunqing, have traveled here from the Liao Kingdom, step by step, solely to spread the Dharma, with no other aspirations."

"I have been teaching Buddhist scriptures without using any of my magical powers. These aquatic creatures came to listen to the teachings on their own accord. If Gui Hai doesn't like it, then I will leave."

Bai Ling showed a bit of fear on his face. The aura of this monk was unfathomable, and it was beyond the ability of him, who was in the early stage of foundation building, to deal with it. However, now they were on their own territory, so he didn't think he could cause any trouble.

"Are you from Liao?"

A somewhat surprised voice came from the carriage. The monk Yunqing had no flesh on his face, like dry tree bark, but his eyes were as bright as candlelight. At this time, he chanted a Buddhist name and said softly:

"Exactly. This donor is probably not from the East China Sea. I wonder where he came from?"

There was a moment of silence in the carriage. No one responded to this matter, but instead asked, "Have you ever passed by a place called Chiyun?"

Yun Qing frowned slightly and said:
“Never.”

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, with only the red fire burning slowly. Yun Qing chanted the Buddha's name again and said softly:
“Although I haven’t been there, I’ve heard that there’s a tradition of the Lotus Dharma there. I imagine there are many virtuous people there, and the common people have done well there.”

Bai Ling felt annoyed after hearing this. Even if he wanted to deal with the monk, his master was very tolerant of most of the wandering cultivators who strayed in, so he was probably too lazy to bother with the monk.

"Bai Ling, bring me my sword."

"grown ups?"

Bai Ling's face lit up with joy. It was finally open for business. Who in the nearby sea area didn't rely on these casual cultivators to increase their income? Could it be that his master finally got it?

He did not dare to delay and activated the formation. A long sword like red jade flew out from the treasure carriage. The sword guard was a tiger head, which was extremely ferocious. Golden red fire burned fiercely and flowed on the sharp blade.

A man in a gorgeous robe with red patterns walked slowly out of the carriage. He had rough eyebrows and a nimble body. He walked on the Binghuo all the way up and held the sword.

He slid his finger across the sword, exhaled lightly, looked at Bai Ling, and said softly:

"I've told you so many times, this sword is called [Fire Tiger Fang]."

"Sir, didn't the real master say that this name was too bad? He gave me the name [Zhaoyang] after refining the sword. How could I dare to call myself anything else?"

Bai Ling looked embarrassed, but the man holding the sword just shook his head, sighed, and turned to look at Yun Qing.

"I'll kill you with my sword, and you can leave. This is also considered upholding the rules of my [Zhenxuan Mansion]."

Yun Qing smiled slightly, his skin glowing dark gold, his mid-stage mage cultivation clearly revealed. He only said:

"Fellow Daoist, you are only in the initial stage of foundation building. I have practiced the Vajra Body Refining Method, and you are not a sword immortal. If you strike me with your sword, I am afraid you will not get any good results."

The man holding the sword looked calm, not shaken in the slightest by the monk's words. He simply said in a deep voice:
"Okay."

He slashed straight ahead without any changes in the sword technique. As the sword light appeared, a ray of heavenly fire mixed with gold and red emerged. The light surged in all directions and instantly cut the calm sea surface apart.

Then came the surging true red flames, and extremely terrifying heat rose, burning the sea water into bursts of white mist, and then turned into drizzling rain.

Yun Qing's pupils condensed, and his skin turned the color of gold and iron, but he was defeated by the terrifying heat. He was cut down by the sword light of the golden red and true red fires, and turned into a ray of skylight, flying backwards out of the muddy sea.

The monk didn't care about his injuries, and flew out, spilling golden blood all the way, away from the muddy sea, not daring to say another word.

Only then did Bai Ling fly up from the treasure carriage with a flattering look on his face.

"Your Excellency has such power in the early stages of foundation building. When you reach the later stages, even the Left Emissary will be no match for you. I wonder what this move is called?"

The man in the red-patterned robe slowly put away his sword, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly:

"One breath runs through the river."

He was just about to summon the aquatic creatures below who had heard the scriptures and interrogate them thoroughly, when a dragon-patterned jade on his body suddenly lit up and trembled. Bai Ling, who was standing beside him, had a look of shock on his face.

"Sir, this is an imperial decree from the Crystal Palace. Master Zhang wants to see you."

"I'm afraid Zhang Yu wants to drink with me, nothing serious."

Liu Xiaowen looked far into the southern sky, as if he could see Luo Qing across all the obstacles.

The aquatic creatures below had gathered at this time and were bowing down together. Many of those who had heard the scriptures were trembling and shouting for mercy.

"Those who listen to the sutra will be dragged to the abyss to do hard labor for a year. If you do it again next time, it won't end so easily."

His eyes were indifferent as he glanced at the many aquatic monsters below that had not yet transformed, and then returned to the carriage. Bai Ling understood and immediately drove away, instructing several foundation-building monster generals who had arrived late from the sea to deal with the matter, and then drove towards the Crystal Palace.

"I'm lucky enough to be outside the Crystal Palace, hey."

Bai Ling's heart was burning with excitement. With his bloodline, he was not qualified to set foot in the Dragon Palace and could only wait in the coral reef outside. But even so, it was a great honor.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but speed up his driving. His boss had connections, so he, as a subordinate, could also benefit from it. No other monster had such good fortune. He was afraid that he would never see what the Dragon Palace looked like in his entire life.

In the car, Liu Xiaowen held his forehead with his hand, silently looking at a piece of intelligence, muttering a few words, feeling a little confused.

"【Disaster-Resisting Sword】?"

(End of this chapter)