Chapter 169: Crushing Other Mahayana Realm Cultivators is Common Sense
Above the sky, thick, dark clouds churned and surged into the cracked fissures, leaving behind jagged scars on the horizon. As the array patterns dissipated, the layers of the gold filigree sphere floating in mid-air peeled away, revealing the person inside.
As if he had been doused with blood from head to toe, every inch of Ji Mingran was covered in crimson. Blood flowed from his seven orifices, seeping from his skin, soaking his robes, and staining his entire body red.
The cultivators were stunned into silence by the sight before them. Nanmen Hong said that Ji Mingran had used a killing formation, but this killing formation was nothing like what they had imagined.
This formation isn't killing them, it seems more like it's killing the people who set it up.
His clear black and white eyes were half-closed by thick blood. Ji Mingran's gaze slowly moved down, pausing for a moment at the conspicuous coffin before moving to the person in front of it.
She parted her lips, blood seeping from between her bloodied teeth and flowing down her lips, making the scene even more gruesome and shocking. But Ji Mingran was completely oblivious, and even on his deathbed, he still smiled at Jiang Xiaoyi and said, "Hey, Boss Jiang."
"They're here to insult you."
A sudden clap of thunder boomed in the sky, followed by a streak of purple lightning, and a flash of white light struck the face of the person who was still unaware of his fate.
The scene was tragic, horrific, and shocking.
The sudden change in weather, marked by thunder, seemed to be searching for those who defied the heavens and committed heinous acts.
That's right, she defied the heavens. And for defying the heavens, she must bear this punishment.
Following the image seen from the projection stone, she imitated Jiang Xiaoyi and forcibly opened the Heavenly Gate connecting the Spirit Cultivation World to the Three Thousand Minor Worlds. With the help of her two senior brothers, she found Jiang Xiaoyi, who had been left behind in one of the minor worlds, and teleported her back.
The Transcendent Array is a natural array that is accidentally triggered by the natural operation of the Heavenly Dao over several decades or hundreds of years. She once crossed it and came from a small mortal world to spiritual cultivation. However, her master, Jiang Xiaoyi, forcibly activated the array three hundred years ago and fell into the Three Thousand Small Worlds.
Today, it was Ji Mingran's turn to forcibly activate the formation and pull Jiang Xiaoyi back from the Three Thousand Small Worlds!
Jiang Xiaoyi paid the price for this back then, and now it's her turn.
Enduring excruciating pain akin to her soul being torn apart, Ji Mingran glared resentfully at the rolling clouds and thunder. To pay such a price for merely opening a tiny passage—how petty! Her defiant actions would extend far beyond this!
The still-brewing thunder rolled across the edge of the clouds, casting a blinding white light. Ji Mingran curled the corners of his mouth, swallowed the blood that surged to his throat, and felt the blood-biting pain seeping from his very bones, keeping his drowsy consciousness clear.
A cool sensation emanated from the spirit ring around her neck, and the spiritual energy, wrapped in a cool fragrance, flowed gently, spreading towards the reversed spiritual energy, soothing the bulging blood vessels, and calming the boiling sea of consciousness.
Guided by this spiritual energy, the power emanating from the Spirit Stone concentrated and probed her almost collapsed spiritual platform and spiritual veins, pulling away the damage and repairing the cracks.
Upon sensing this familiar fluctuation of spiritual energy, Ji Mingran's gaze sharpened slightly as he turned towards Luanfeng.
Just then, a blue light array unfolded around her, and a thick and abundant spiritual healing energy enveloped her, stopping the festering of her flesh and bones, and gradually reducing the seepage of blood.
A small teleportation array appeared before her eyes, and a small bag suddenly appeared in front of her.
The bag was opened, revealing itself to her filled with pills, from which a deep blue pill floated out.
Looks familiar. Isn't this the pill that Boss Jiang gave me when we first met?
So many?!
She heard the first words Boss Jiang spoke to her after their long-awaited reunion: "Good apprentice, you're confused again. Open your mouth and take your medicine."
Ji Mingran opened his mouth and swallowed it, and his weakness subsided considerably.
The Spirit Ring lit up, and a spell was released from it, clearing away the blood clots that had formed on her hair, clothes, and skin, leaving her clean and white again.
In the blink of an eye, a thunderbolt struck unexpectedly from the sky, and a golden array instantly bloomed around her. Dragon-like purple lightning and blue thunderbolts swirled and bombarded, yet the solid golden barrier remained completely unmoved.
Jiang Xiaoyi stretched his neck from side to side and said lazily, "Silly disciple, you've been cultivating for a while now, how come you still don't have any awareness of my popularity? Look, even the heavens can't stand it and want to strike you down. Just stay inside."
"Jiang Xiaoyi!" A furious voice rang out as Chong Juegao demanded, "How did you come back? How dare you come back?"
The giant sword that pierced the sky broke free from the talisman's restraints and slashed and thrust with the power of thunder, its shadow covering the entire sect's territory.
The overwhelming sword intent emanating from the giant sword rushed towards Jiang Xiaoyi.
Her dark hair, hanging by her ears, fluttered in the wind. Jiang Xiaoyi ran her fingers through the hair at her temples and said casually, "Speaking of which, who are you?"
"I am Chong Jue, the sect leader of Hongqi Sect, one of the ten cultivators of the Dao Sect! Today I have come with my allies to capture demonic cultivators and eliminate evil spirits. Jiang Xiaoyi, you betrayed the sect back then, and today you collude with demonic cultivators. You should give the ten cultivators of the Dao Sect an explanation."
Chongjue slammed his fist into the ground, and in a flash, he wielded his heavy sword and leaped into the air, the gleaming weapon stabbing down towards him!
Jiang Xiaoyi twirled a strand of hair between her fingers, utterly bored, and said:
“I do not recognize Venerable Chongjue.”
“Hong Qizong doesn’t like it.”
The sword tip touched his brow. Jiang Xiaoyi glanced at Chong Jue, then waved his hand lightly as if swatting a fly, saying, "Go back to where you came from."
A burst of light erupted from the ground's protective array, extinguishing the vast sword intent, and Chong Jue, who had come wielding the sword, vanished in an instant.
"Master!" a disciple of the Hongqi Sect exclaimed in surprise, "You, where did you take him?!"
"Oh, I just threw it out randomly," Jiang Xiaoyi said. "Probably over 100,000 miles away."
"How is this possible!" exclaimed a disciple of the Hongqi Sect.
Jiang Xiaoyi looked around at the vast number of cultivators with a disgruntled expression and said slowly, "There are different levels within the Mahayana realm, I think that's common knowledge. Even if you don't know that, I think it's common knowledge that Jiang Xiaoyi can crush other Mahayana realm cultivators."
High in the sky, the giant sword that struck Ji Mingran along with the lightning disappeared like a phantom in an instant. Dozens of lightning bolts exploded, but the golden wall surrounding Ji Mingran remained completely still.
The cultivators of the Sect Realm Alliance were in an uproar.
He effortlessly broke Venerable Chongjue's sword and even sent him away.
The disparity in strength is truly astounding!
Jiang Xiaoyi's words made the cultivators present realize that the strength of cultivators is not only divided by realm. Even among those who are at the Mahayana realm, there are differences in strength between Mahayana cultivators.
In recent years, Mahayana practitioners have rarely made a move, and even when they do spar, it is only to stop short of a direct confrontation.
Moreover, such a large difference is truly rare.
Her arrogant attitude and terrifying cultivation level confirm that she is indeed Jiang Xiaoyi, the sect leader of the Dingsheng Sect three hundred years ago!
Jiang Xiaoyi gave a forced smile, his raised eyes sweeping over the allied cultivators confronting the Dingsheng Sect: "So, my disciple isn't stupid. You didn't come to welcome me, you came to ask for a beating?"
The Zhu and Shen families immediately fell silent and withdrew their troops.
What a joke! Chong Jue, who led the group, has already been sent flying to who-knows-where. The rest of them are facing three Mahayana Realm experts from Dingsheng Sect. If they make another move, wouldn't they just be a laughing stock?
Hundreds of massive bolts of lightning had already fallen from the sky, and the golden wall rippled slightly, but it tightly enveloped Ji Mingran, ensuring that no lightning strikes would fall inside.
The enormous talisman unfolded once more high in the sky, affixing itself to the golden wall, jointly resisting the thousands of lightning strikes.
Despite the thunderous roar, Jiang Xiaoyi's voice remained clear and distinct: "I betrayed my sect, and my disciple colluded with demonic cultivators? Even if these things were true, they are matters of my Dingsheng Sect. What does it have to do with you?"
"As for the ten cultivators of the Dao Sect," she chuckled ambiguously, "forget it, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't talk about trash."
The protective formation was locked in combat with a thousand Lei Fengs, a scene so grand and astonishing that Zhu Shengli decisively said, "We just came to take a look. The previous news must have been wrong. We are fortunate to witness the Venerable One's return. Congratulations!"
"That opportunist." Shen Ting glared at him, pursed her lips, and didn't deny it.
Jiang Xiaoyi's eyebrows curved up again, and without caring whether Ji Mingran could hear her, she said to her, "I told you, everyone is here to welcome me."
No one dared to say otherwise.
Staring at the thunderous roar above, she muttered to herself, "How annoying, she's about to break through to the next realm after just reaching the Golden Core stage. This speed is even faster than mine. It's truly enviable, especially considering how stingy the Heavenly Dao is."
“However,” she said, her mood immediately improved, “whether it was my discerning eye or something else entirely.”
The allied cultivators watched her warily, none uttering a word. At this moment, her mood was unpredictable; with the situation still unclear, silence was the best defense.
Currently, only the disciples of Dingsheng Sect dare to speak out.
Li Xiaosen approached, bowed his head, and whispered, "Master."
Jiang Xiaoyi looked at him and reached out to stroke his face: "Finally, you're completely intact."
Li Xiaosen said softly, "Fortunately, I have my master, as well as Mingran and Sanyang."
“You should help her through this ordeal, and so should I.” Jiang Xiaoyi withdrew her hand and walked towards Li Sanyang, who was sitting on the seat, still lost in thought.
“Sanyang.” Jiang Xiaoyi bent down and stretched out her hand to him. “I’m back, and you’ve grown up too.”
"Master...Master." Li Sanyang opened his mouth, looking up at the person who had come to him. His hands, which were hanging on the ground, opened and closed repeatedly. His pale, numb, and dry face gradually regained its luster. He shook his head in disbelief, as if afraid of waking up from a dream, and whispered, "It really is you. You've come back?"
She actually dared to say that Venerable Hongyan was ugly! That was Venerable Hongyan! Even if he was her disciple, she shouldn't have insulted him like that!
The cultivators of the alliance were startled and looked over nervously, only to see that the Mahayana cultivator they knew, who was calm and composed, and whom they revered and looked up to, Venerable Hongyan Li Sanyang, was now standing up unsteadily, and then kneeling down with a thud.
He knelt down in front of Jiang Xiaoyi, slammed his head against the ground and kowtowed, crying out like a child, "This disciple is useless. When you and my senior brother were in danger, I was not there and could not help in the slightest. I have no face to face the sect, and even less face to face you."
He broke down in tears, choking out, "Master, it's so good that you're back. Thank goodness for my junior sister, thank goodness for my junior sister."
Jiang Xiaoyi's eyes flashed with surprise, and she suppressed her carefree smile. She slowly squatted down, turned her palm upward, and placed it against his forehead, which was slamming hard against the rocky ground, to stop him from crashing to the ground: "So you made yourself like this?"
With her other hand, she gently patted Li Sanyang's head and said softly, "It seems that something different happened here than I imagined. In any case, it came suddenly. The fact that you were not affected while you were out training is one of the things I am most fortunate about in the past three hundred years. Why do you need to blame yourself? Even though I was not here, you have already broken through to the Mahayana stage. You did a great job."
She smiled and said, "The only bad thing is that the robe you prepared for your junior sister is just like you, all dusty and drab."
"Xiao Sen." Jiang Xiaoyi shouted.
Before leaving, Li Xiaosen helped up Li Sanyang, who was emotionally distraught: "In order to help me recover as soon as possible, Mingran found the lost Spirit Stone for me, and Sanyang, you sacrificed your spiritual veins to infuse my sea of consciousness with spiritual power. Without you, there would be no me, and there would be no return of Master."
Jiang Xiaoyi laughed and said, "Now that I'm back, you're not allowed to keep up this facade anymore."
"Okay." Li Sanyang wiped away his tears, rubbed his face, and his unremarkable appearance faded away, revealing his handsome and unparalleled true face.
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Not only the allied cultivators, but even the disciples who joined the Dingsheng Sect later stared wide-eyed.
Venerable Hongyan looks like this?
The contrast was astounding! The cultivators of the alliance gasped, while the Hehuan Sect cast many covetous glances their way.
Jiang Xiaoyi laughed and said, "Mingran hasn't seen her before, has she? When she comes down, she'll definitely be shocked."
Just as I was getting excited, I heard a trembling voice say, "Xiaowa!"
Jiang Xiaoyi turned around and said to Qi Qingling, "Old man, it's been a long time. You've still aged so much."
Tears welled up in Qi Qingling's eyes as he nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm still the same old body."
Jiang Xiaoyi said regretfully, "Where is Zhu Huo? I'll go find her later!" As she spoke, she glanced at the silent Liu Zhiqing and raised an eyebrow, "But what about you? What happened to you?"
Liu Zhiqing's eyes were filled with complex emotions as she said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Yi, you're back."
Jiang Xiaoyi was taken aback, turned around, crossed her arms, and said, "Why do you seem unwilling?"
Liu Zhiqing didn't answer her question. He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Yao Yao... did you really kill her?"
With a thunderous roar, a thousand bolts of lightning struck the golden wall in mid-air.
Ziyan remained silent at the spot where Hehuan Sect stood, her eyes fixed on the person being questioned.
She wants to hear her answer.
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