Mysterious mirror hanging high

"That's getting off topic... Because Nascent Soul cultivators can escape into the abyss, their ability to protect themselves is extremely strong. As a Nascent Soul True Lord, all you need to do is master a few secret techniques to disrupt the abyss. Even if the enemy is a small realm higher than you, you can't defeat them, but escaping isn't that difficult."

"Generally speaking, only great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage can confidently kill cultivators who have just entered the Nascent Soul stage. But how many great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage are there in the Immortal Continent right now? It's hard to say whether there are more than a hundred."

"Therefore, for those who have reached the True Lord realm, there are very few examples of people dying in ordinary battles."

"Generally, when a True Lord dies, they either get trapped in an ancient secret realm, or die at the hands of a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, or even a Divine Transformation Heavenly Lord. At the very least, they are ambushed and killed by multiple cultivators of the same level."

"Since he can't be killed, who would want to provoke an enemy who can travel through the void at any time and appear and disappear without a trace? After all, how many independent cultivators can reach the Nascent Soul stage? Most of them have families to support, and who doesn't have a few relatives and disciples?"

"Our Xianzhou world's cultivation civilization has only just lasted a hundred thousand years. There are still vast expanses of unexplored wilderness, and cultivation resources are not in short supply. Therefore, when Yuanying Zhenjun encounter problems, they usually discuss them with others. At that level, there are basically no grudges that cannot be erased."

"And the newly promoted Yuanying Zhenjun also has to abide by the rules. Once they are certified as Zhenjun, all the grudges and hatreds before the Yuanying are wiped out and written off."

"The people you offend will not bother you again, and you are not allowed to pursue those who offended you."

"If Yuwen Baoding can truly form an infant, as long as he can sever ties with the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty and resolve the grudge with the Huangfu family by finding one or two highly respected old True Lords to mediate and compensate him with some spiritual resources, then the matter can be put behind him."

Jing Yu asked doubtfully, "According to Daoist Bai Xiao, Yuwen Baoding is, after all, a descendant of the Eight Divine Generals of the Divine Ding Dynasty. Even if he has formed a Nascent Soul, can he really cut off all ties with the imperial lineage of the Immortal Dynasty?"

Bai Xiao laughed and said, "How can anything in this world be unchanging? The fall of the Shen Ding Dynasty has been a hundred thousand years ago!"

"Besides, Yuwen Baoding was imbued with the [Divine Cauldron Emperor Blood] and was brought forward as a pretext to attract attention. Doesn't he harbor any resentment? His devotion to the infant formation might be a motive for escaping the control of the Immortal Dynasty's imperial descendants."

"Rumor has it that this person is dignified and upright, following a righteous path... He has managed the Xiaoyao League, a loose cultivator alliance, to great success. However, from what I've secretly discovered, he is actually suspicious, mean, and ungrateful. He only cultivates forces like the Xiaoyao League for his own advancement."

"How can such a person appear loyal?"

"But this is all the information I know about the Yuwen Baoding. Sixty percent of it is based on investigations, and the other forty percent is based on deductions and assumptions. You can make your own judgment."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Bai Xiao."

Jing Yu nodded. After asking this question, he not only got a lot of important information about Yu Wen Baoding, but also learned a lot of secrets of the world of immortal cultivation. He made a lot of money.

Bai Xiao: "Fellow Daoist Yiyuan, you're welcome. We're just getting what we need. If you have any important information in the future, feel free to come to Tianmingfang and exchange it with me."

After finishing his conversation with Bai Xiao, Jing Yu casually browsed the "Talking About Mystery and Taoism" section a few times. Less than an incense stick of time later, he saw another new post from Bai Xiao:

The young patriarch of the Huangfu family, on Fire Dragon Island in the Falling Star Sea, tragically died in a secret realm. True Lord Huangfu Yanjun may have been behind this – revealing the grudge between the eldest and seventh sons of True Lord Pingze of the Huangfu family.

Jing Yu opened his mouth wide: "This..."

"What the hell is this..."

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In an airtight and dimly lit attic, a girl sitting in a wheelchair controlled her mind and put the [Spiritual Stone Embryo] on her forehead back into the storage bag at her waist.

Perhaps because this girl had rarely seen the light for many years, her entire body was unhealthily pale. While she was putting the [Spiritual Stone Embryo] back into the storage bag, there was no sign of movement on her body.

If you look closely, you can see that her exposed arms and calves are extremely skinny, as if they have shriveled up. She just lies there on the seat of the wheelchair, seemingly unconscious.

Fortunately, the girl is already a foundation-building cultivator, and her physical inconvenience will not hinder her actions.

The next moment, the wheelchair under her slowly moved and pushed her to an extremely large bookshelf.

The girl looked around for a while, and found the section of [Yunchuan Domain] in the row of bookshelves of [Penglai Fairyland]. She also found the [Xiaoyao League], and found the [Yuwen Family] in the [Xiaoyao League]. She stared carefully at the jade slips placed there.

These jade slips have different names, including [Yuwen Baoding], [Yuwen Xiaoyan], [Yuwen Xiaojin], etc.

The girl manipulated her mind to grab the jade slip of [Yuwen Xiaoyan], placed it on her forehead, and closed her eyes in deep thought.

"The core descendant of the Immortal Clan died in the [Langhuo Blessed Land]. It must be that supernatural powers could not defeat fate... The one who killed Huangfu Zhengqi was probably the Destiny Child who had a connection with the Blessed Land."

"This blessed land was secured by Yuwen Baoding, who coveted the [Earth-Surge Heart Fire Lotus] within it... Who is the most suitable person to take this treasure? It must be his descendant [Yuwen Xiaoyan], who also possesses a fire-type spiritual root."

"Now that Huangfu Zhengqi is dead, the Huangfu family will not let this go. Even if Huangfu Yanjun no longer likes this nephew, he still has to show some respect. No matter how strong Yuwen Xiaoyan's Fire Fate is, with two realms between them, there's no way he'll survive."

"Looking left and right, this [Yuwen Xiaoyan] does resemble Fellow Daoist [Yan Di] in his style... Whether they are the same person or not, we need to observe for a while to see if [Yan Di] appears again."

"So, Fellow Daoist Yiyuan must also be from the Yunchuan Region of Penglai Immortal Continent. I wonder how close his relationship with the Yuwen family is..."

"Strange... If we follow the clues, the identity of their introducer, Fellow Daoist [Mortal], shouldn't be difficult to guess. Why has it been so difficult to track him down for so many years?"

The girl frowned and thought hard, but couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it, put the jade slip back to its place, pushed the wheelchair with her spiritual power, and went down the gloomy and dark attic.

The attic below was much wider, and since there were no obstructions on all sides, the light inside was so bright that it made the girl, who had not seen the sun for a long time, squint her eyes.

At this time, a chessboard was placed on the attic terrace. A middle-aged woman with an ordinary face was sitting cross-legged on one side, holding a black piece in her hand, frowning and thinking hard about the situation on the chessboard.

"It's Xiaoxiao. Why can't you bear to go downstairs today? Come and play a game with the master." The middle-aged woman didn't even raise her head, her eyes still fixed on the chessboard, but there was a doting smile in her tone.

"I've met Master!"

The girl named Xiaoxiao laughed and said, "Who in our Guangcheng Territory doesn't know that Master Xuan Ce possesses unparalleled computing power at the Golden Core Realm? With my humble cultivation, I won't humiliate myself!"