Chapter 642 Rice Mother or Jiang Ning

At the top of the hill, between two array stone pillars, all nine strings of the zither were broken.

Li Weiyi looked at her aching hands.

The skin on his ten fingers was covered with tiny cracks and cuts. Although the ancient immortal arrows, enhanced by the formation, were incredibly powerful, the mere residual force of the bowstring was enough to injure the archer first.

Zhao Tang and Yan Zhiruo took turns shooting four arrows each, leaving their hands and arms almost useless.

Earlier, Li Weiyi, who had caught up with Qingzao, knew he couldn't catch up with her, who had reached the Great Longevity Realm. Therefore, he decisively chose to go to the mountaintop and shoot the final arrow.

Before long, Mo Duanfeng, Tang Wanzhou, and Nangong returned.

From afar, Mo Duanfeng's hearty laughter could be heard: "I knew it! That arrow was more powerful than the previous one. Even Qingzao's cultivation level couldn't dodge it. It turns out it was you who shot it."

Zhao Tang and Yan Zhiruo, who were meditating to heal their injuries, immediately stood up and asked almost simultaneously, "Did you kill him?"

"Having been pierced through the body by the ancient immortal's arrow, one's internal organs and five viscera must have been torn to pieces. How could one possibly survive?"

Mo Duanfeng held Chu Yutian's legs in his hands, treating them as treasures, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that the Corpse Lord's army from the Silver Sea of ​​Corpses arrived and failed to seize the body. Otherwise, if the body of the true disciple of the Taiyin Sect were brought back to the capital, the streets would surely be deserted."

Zhao Tang and Yan Zhiruo could hardly contain their excitement. With this battle, Shaoyang Division would be famous throughout the world, making those transcendent and life realm masters look at them with new eyes.

Yan Zhiruo couldn't help but smile and say, "The Sentinel Spirit Army has avenged its previous humiliation and returned to the Cave Ruins Camp. If the Sentinel Master and Deputy Sentinel Master don't offer sufficient rewards, I'm afraid the world won't agree, will it?"

Everyone laughed heartily, filled with boundless pride.

Although in the realm of the dead, my heart is open and free, as if there is a clear blue sky above.

Li Weiyi noticed that Tang Wanzhou, the most forthright and bold of them all, was silent, holding the Taiyin Seal and the Xuanzhao Pagoda, seemingly quite dejected. So he said, "The Holy Master's internal energy is the strongest, and he's uninjured. How about coming with me?"

"good!"

Tang Wanzhou put away the Taiyin Seal and the Xuanzhao Pagoda, and then, together with Li Weiyi, headed towards Baiye.

"I will lend you a hand."

Nangong wanted to follow, but Yan Zhiruo stopped him.

"Can't you tell? Something's up with those two."

Nangong frowned, puzzled: "What is it?"

"It's a matter between men and women! We can't say too much. Saint Si is known as the Young Lord, a leader wherever he goes. He's so proud, he probably doesn't want people to know his feelings, let alone expose his feminine side." Yan Zhiruo had a shrewd look on her face, as if she could see through everything.

Having come from a wicked background, she was experienced and could see through many things at a glance.

Mo Duanfeng revealed a set of neat white teeth, his spirit and energy completely different from before, as if he had been reborn: "If my injuries were not too severe, I would really like to go and meet Bai Ye Qinglian."

On the way to Baiye, Li Weiyi asked, "What's wrong? Have you used all your trump cards and tricks and started to doubt your own abilities?"

This was Li Weiyi's first reaction.

Any proud person would consider it shameful to rely on survival techniques bestowed upon them by their elders. It would only reveal their poor problem-solving and risk-management abilities.

An elder granting a younger person a life-saving measure once or twice is a sign of respect. Giving it three times is spoiling. Giving it repeatedly is cultivating a future monstrous child who will bring disaster to the family.

"I can barely accept the trump card used to counter Chu Yutian. It's not because of this matter!"

Tang Wanzhou shook his head slightly, then said, "Qingzao should have known that even if she broke through to the next realm, she wouldn't have much of a chance against the Ancient Immortal's Whistle Arrow, yet she still rushed to save Chu Yutian without hesitation. Seeing the two of them die together, I couldn't help but feel a little sad, just like the two times we were chased by the Taiyin Sect. If we had died like that too... am I overthinking things?"

Li Weiyi recalled how he was ambushed by Qingzao in the Tiandu River Underworld and had no chance to fight back. Tang Wanzhou, despite his injuries, rushed over without hesitation to face the situation with him.

What difference is there between her then and Haruhachi today?

The only difference was that the two of them escaped and survived.

It's no wonder Tang Wanzhou was emotionally affected; she saw herself in Qingzao.

"Boom!"

The sound of iron hooves rang out, shaking the earth.

A silver cloud of corpses loomed ahead.

In the clouds, battle flags stand tall.

These corpse lords' mounts are incredibly powerful, covered in silver scales, tall and strong, their breath turning into clouds and their inhalation into wind.

Li Weiyi finally understood why Mo Duanfeng, Tang Wanzhou, and Nangong had been forced to retreat by them; they were like a silver Great Wall, possessing an unshakeable power.

The White Lotus flew out from the Corpse Lord's army.

The white-robed monk, his shadowy figure seated cross-legged in a lotus, said: "Li Weiyi, this humble monk should refrain from killing. You are a karmic obstacle I must eliminate on my path to Buddhahood."

"Shall we make a move?" Li Weiyi drew his longsword and pointed it in the distance.

Tang Wanzhou's eyes were devoid of emotion. He raised his chin slightly, pointed the tip of his sword at the ground, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Bai Ye Qinglian said, "If we fight again today, it will only benefit the Demon Kingdom. Once I transform into a Buddha, I will definitely come to find you. I hope you can maintain your current cultivation speed, otherwise you will never see me again. Tang Wanzhou, our duel will take place on the Seven Grievances Plain. Xue Jian Tang Ting dares to meddle in the Netherworld of the Dead, and the Ancient Ye City will respond accordingly. Farewell!"

Bai Ye Qinglian and the Corpse Lord's army headed towards Chun City and disappeared on the horizon.

Li Weiyi said solemnly, "Do you think this White Night Green Lotus has the power to influence the transcendent energy of the Ancient Ye City? Judging from his confidence, I don't know if he's bluffing or if he's really sure."

Tang Wanzhou said, "Are you worried about Xuejian Tangting? The battle between the living and the dead has been filled with blood and death since ancient times. Even forces of the level of the Holy Temple Realm and the Ancient Clan of Time can be overthrown in war, let alone us? But the struggle will not stop, and no matter how great the calamity, we can always get through it. She has come, looking for you."

Li Wei walked alone up the hillside filled with the magical energy of rice ears, his steps steady and his gaze focused.

Inamiya Shinden stands with his back to the years, his feet brimming with life, and a green carpet of rice seedlings, half a foot high, grows on the ground, covering a large area and rustling in the wind.

Li Weiyi reached out to catch the white magical energy: "I don't like rice ears, I think white feathers are the most beautiful."

"Things in this world don't cease to exist just because you don't like them."

Inamiya Shinden glanced at Tang Wanzhou, who was standing several miles away, with his bright eyes, and said, "Just like what you like, isn't it always changing?"

Zhuang Yue rode a silver carriage pulled by a phoenix and came to a stop at the foot of the high slope.

Li Weiyi asked, "Why did you accept the phoenix-shaped carriage that Chi Yuan gave you?"

“I thought that once you heard this news, you would come to Inamiya’s camp to find me as soon as possible. But only now do you use it as a means to retaliate against me.”

Between the brows of Inamiya Shinden, there was a sullenness unique to Jiang Ning, a trait that made him like to hide his thoughts.

Li Weiyi didn't want to go through this ordeal with her: "Do we really have to drift further and further apart like this? Are you really Jiang Ning? What is the state of Dao Mu? I want to see Jiang Ning, I... miss her so much."

"If you really miss her, why have you never taken the initiative to contact her?"

Inamiya Shinden flew away in the carriage, which resembled a phoenix, and stepped inside: "Li Weiyi, one cannot remain in the past forever. We were different back then; our mindset was much younger, and we still had youth and passion, but those days are gone forever. The future will also be different... I'm leaving. I'm afraid you'll never find your answer again!"

Zhuang Yue snorted at Li Weiyi, then drove towards the border of the ancient country.

Li Weiyi shouted, "Jiang Ning, I will find you. I will always remember what you said in Lingxiao City. There are always some people and some things in this world that will never change."

The vehicle sped away, disappearing behind the mountains.

If he had sufficient strength, Li Weiyi would definitely have captured her and would never have given her a chance to leave. But now, Inamiya Shinden's strength is clearly superior to his.

If Li Weiyi had a strong enough heart, she would have expressed her feelings more directly. But with Tang Wanzhou standing there, she simply lacked the confidence.

Da Feng, Er Feng, Wu Feng, and Qi Feng hid behind the high slope, not daring to breathe, feeling as if the two were arguing, and were afraid that they would start fighting.

...

Three days later, in a medium-sized underworld region ten thousand miles from the border of the ancient kingdom of Time Ruins.

By the time they arrived in the Underworld, almost all of their injuries had been healed.

Chi Haohan was responsible for staying behind in the Underworld, while Qing Zijin was responsible for taking care of Chuncan.

Upon learning of the resounding victory, having successfully killed Chu Yutian, Jingzhen, Qingzao, and a host of powerful figures from the Netherworld Realm, Chi Haohan slapped his thigh in exasperation: "I told you I wanted to go, but you insisted I stay behind. Now look what's happened! You've all made great contributions and are famous throughout the land. How am I supposed to explain this back to my clan? Tell them I was just helping with silkworm rearing? I've lost all face!"

Tang Wanzhou said, "Don't worry, this credit will not be attributed to anyone; it belongs to the entire Shaoyang Division."

“Brother Mo wouldn’t agree to that,” Li Weiyi said with a smile.

Mo Duanfeng said, "Am I not also a member of the Shaoyang Division now? Just as the Holy Division said, this success is the result of everyone's unity and concerted efforts. With such a valuable experience, we will be invincible. Li Weiyi, Blood Pool Silver Sea, you name a number, and I will definitely compensate you."

"Your combat strength is so high, how about you help me fight a battle?" Li Weiyi said.

Nangong understood immediately, knowing what Li Weiyi meant.

Mo Duanfeng laughed loudly: "You traded a knife for mine, which is a fair price. But you underestimate me. Even without the Blood Pool Silver Sea as a condition, if you want to attack the Demon Kingdom's altar, how can I not accompany you? The ancient truth is there. If I don't fight, how can I be qualified to be the top scholar of the Holy Dynasty? So, you've let me get a great deal."

Li Weiyi shrugged nonchalantly: "Whatever. Anyway, that broken sword is useless to me and only causes trouble. If the Holy Dark Family asks again, I'll just say it was broken by the Divine Capital Palace's Wind-Severing Blade!"

"Brother Mo, shall we have a chat?" Nangong asked.

(End of this chapter)