Chapter 52 052 Shen Zhiwei: New Equipment Arrives
Although Rong Ying could not tolerate her partner having affairs outside, given the current situation, she seemed unable to refuse.
Moreover, Shen Zhiwei was willing to risk her life to join this family, and Rong Ying didn't know how she felt.
No matter how hard Shen Zhiwei thought about it, she couldn't fathom the complexities Rong Ying was harboring. She took a step back, continued her act, and bowed respectfully to Rong Ying in front of everyone.
Before Rong Ying could decide whether to return the gift, she saw Shen Zhiwei already leap out of the formation—
There are demonic beasts and fierce cultivators outside the formation.
Rong Ying's heart skipped a beat.
The next moment, Shen Zhiwei had already brushed past Tanlang.
With a tinkling sound, Jiang Bin, with his sharp eyes, noticed a small bell peeking out from under Shen Zhiwei's open robe.
It resembles the bell attached to the handle of Jiang Bin's umbrella.
There were originally two such bells.
Tanlang said to shake the bell, and Jiang Bin would come forward to obey his orders, treating Jiang Bin like a dog.
Later, the Fairy of the Heavenly Pivot also possessed the same bell.
Jiang Bin's breathing quickened!
Seeing the old items finally confirmed Jiang Bin's suspicions. Jiang Bin felt breathless and unable to control himself.
The next moment, Tanlang suddenly turned around and followed Shen Zhiwei away.
To outsiders, it was simply that Shen Zhiwei was holding the puppet bead to lure away the evil creature.
Only Jiang Bin knew that Shen Zhiwei had not attracted Tanlang's attention by using the puppet bead at all.
Everyone in the formation breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Having lured away the Greedy Wolf, this Heavenly Rank formation is sufficient to protect the cultivators present and prevent the Black Scaled Beast from charging. Next, they simply await rescue, hoping the Rong and Xie families will send reinforcements.
Jiang Bin's expression shifted, as if he were quite hesitant.
He thought about it seriously for a while, as if he had finally made a decision, and then turned around and chased after Shen Zhiwei.
Jiang Bin was very perceptive and vaguely felt that only by catching up with Shen Zhiwei could he turn the tide.
Several figures disappeared into the thick fog.
The fog outside the formation was even thicker.
In fact, it wasn't just around the Liuli Pavilion; the thick fog, like ink that couldn't be dissolved, completely enveloped the second layer of the sky.
Jiang Bin summoned a beast tide, and the entire second layer of heaven was under attack. In this kind of demonic fog, ordinary cultivators could only see about ten feet away. The roars of demonic beasts came from all directions, mixed with the clash of weapons and shrill screams, making it a living hell.
All the major sects had already sealed their doors, and no matter how much the outside world cried out, no one dared to open them easily.
Inside the Phoenix Perch Gate, eight thousand disciples were on edge. The spiritual light of the protective array glowed faintly in the thick fog, like a candle flickering in the wind. Outside the array, countless demonic beasts charged wildly, the ear-piercing sound of their claws scratching at the array walls rising and falling, causing the array's foundation to tremble slightly, making the cultivators inside the gate tremble with fear.
Just as everyone was filled with fear, a clear, icy female voice suddenly pierced through the thick fog and resounded throughout the entire mountain gate!
"Your Excellency Rong Yue has arrived, why are you not going to greet him?"
The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable pressure, like an invisible sword piercing straight to the heart.
Everyone inside the door was taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Rong Yuejun? That Rong family sword immortal?" Someone exclaimed in disbelief.
There were also cultivators from other sects present, including Jiang Cui.
Fengwu Sect is located in the southwest of the second heaven, a region heavily affected by attacks from demonic beasts.
According to Rong Ying's original itinerary, after resting briefly at the Liuli Pavilion, she would come here to defend against the demonic beasts.
With Rong Ying missing, Rong Yuejun was clearly unaware of where things went wrong, and her first move was to attack Fengwu Gate.
Jiang Cui's heart skipped a beat, and she said, "It's hard to say!"
Her brows furrowed, her expression wary: "The entire region is shrouded in mist, and demonic tides are rising. Any kind of monster or demon could emerge. Fairy Rong is a celestial being, what kind of status does she have? Why would she come to such a dangerous place alone? I fear it might be a trap, a vicious cultivator in disguise trying to trick us into opening the magic array!"
These words aroused doubt among everyone. Indeed, cultivators at the Immortal Realm usually reside in Yuan Yuan Heaven and rarely set foot in the lower realms.
Moreover, those present were unaware that something had indeed gone wrong on Rong Ying's side.
The Phoenix Perch Sect leader hesitated, about to politely decline, when suddenly a change occurred—
A dazzling sword light suddenly pierced through the thick fog!
That sword light was no ordinary weapon; though it was merely a phantom, it seemed capable of cleaving the heavens and earth. Everyone saw a blur before their eyes, followed by a deafening "crack," as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had shattered. Looking again at the protective array, it had been split in two by the sword, its spiritual light instantly dissipating into countless specks of light that vanished into the thick fog!
Someone cried out in alarm, their face showing fear. Without the protection of the magic array, wouldn't the monsters outside swarm in?
The anticipated monster collision did not occur.
Rong Yuejun's figure slowly emerged from the thick fog. She wore a moon-white sword robe, her black hair tied up high with only a white jade hairpin. Her beauty was so stunning that one dared not look directly at her, yet her brows carried a chilling killing intent that kept people at a distance. In her hand, she held a pure white longsword, its blade devoid of any ornamentation, yet radiating a terrifying pressure.
She simply raised her sword and slashed again, without any unnecessary moves, just a flat, even swing—
As the sword flashed, the hundreds of demonic beasts lingering outside the gate froze instantly. The next moment, they were all decapitated, their blood gushing out and staining the ground in front of the gate red. Demonic beasts further away sensed this terrifying aura, as if encountering a natural enemy. They roared in terror and turned to flee for their lives. Even with the thick fog obscuring their vision, they didn't care about discerning directions, only wanting to get as far away from this fiend as possible. In the blink of an eye, the area around Phoenix Perch Gate was cleared away, and not a single demonic beast dared to approach.
The oppressive aura of the Immortal Realm was almost tangible, enveloping the entire Phoenix Perch Sect. The cultivators within trembled, not daring to even breathe loudly. Jiang Cui's wariness had long since turned into shock. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
Surrounded by dozens of Rong family disciples, Rong Yuejun slowly stepped into the Phoenix Perch Sect. Her steps were light, yet each one seemed to tread on the hearts of everyone present. Her gaze swept over the crowd, her eyes cold as ice, devoid of any warmth, finally settling on the sect leader of the Phoenix Perch Sect. Her voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable power:
“My younger sister, Rong Ying, brought her daughter, Rong Tang, to the second level of heaven for training. Now the entire area is shrouded in mist, and there has been no news of them.”
She paused, her longsword slightly drawn half an inch from its sheath, gleaming coldly.
"I'm asking you, where is she?"
The sect leader of Fengqi Sect trembled with fright and quickly bowed, his voice trembling, "Sword Immortal, please calm down! We have never seen Fairy Rong. The entire Second Heaven is in such a state now, and all sects are too busy to help themselves. They have already sealed off their gates and we really do not know where Fairy Rong is!"
He dared not utter a single falsehood; for a cultivator at the Immortal Realm, killing him would be as easy as snapping his fingers.
Rong Yuejun frowned slightly, and the murderous aura between her brows intensified.
She said calmly, "Even if they weren't the masterminds behind this, there must be an inside accomplice in the second layer of heaven."
"All cultivators present who are at or above the Jade Liquid Realm will have their souls searched by the Jade Immortal."
A woman stepped out from among the Rong family disciples; she was none other than Yu Xian, the one Rong Yuejun had mentioned.
The other person was frail, with a somewhat gloomy expression on their face. A soul bead materialized in their hand, from which countless spiritual threads flew out. Once touched, it would inevitably search one's soul.
Everyone, including Jiang Cui, was under the pressure of Rong Yuejun's divine soul. If they made any move, they would be killed on the spot by Rong Yuejun.
This action is certainly not in accordance with the regulations.
Although it was against regulations, it was quite efficient.
In the thick fog, Jiang Bin's eyelids suddenly twitched wildly, and he felt very uneasy.
He was unaware that Rong Yuejun would arrive. In Jiang Bin's original plan, the great cultivator from Yuan Yuan Tian was not supposed to arrive so soon.
Fog shrouded the entire territory, and monsters roamed freely.
Even if Yuan Yuantian reacts quickly, it will still take about a day.
This one day is enough for Jiang Bin to finish what he can do.
Unaware that Rong Yuejun had already arrived in person, he felt a growing unease, causing his heart to pound.
Like a wild animal's instinct, Jiang Bin's unease intensified.
At that moment, a figure emerged from the end of the thick fog.
Jiang Bin flew forward, and the person's appearance gradually became clearer; it was none other than Shen Zhiwei.
Shen Zhiwei's clothes were somewhat torn and disheveled, but at this moment she was all smiles, looking very energetic, with an air of calm and composure.
A streak of dark sword light flashed past, entering Jiang Bin's eyes, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure.
Jiang Bin felt as if he were suffocating and was unable to move.
The next moment, Jiang Bin felt a sharp pain in his shoulder as a sword pierced through it, pinning him to the stone wall.
Faced with absolute power, Jiang Bin had absolutely no chance of resistance.
The vibrant umbrella fell to the ground, and the fresh, blood-red roses on its surface were covered with a layer of dust.
The Greedy Wolf remained unchanged, its entire body as black as ink, its face like a ghost, and its body exuding a heavy aura of blood.
Shen Zhiwei pondered for a moment: "Although I haven't reached the realm of immortals because I lost my soul, killing you seems to be an easy task."
As she said this, she gently raised her finger.
Several puppet threads condensed between her smooth, snow-white fingers, and the body of the wolf was already under her control.
Just as Jiang Yingxue obtained the Wind Fairy, Shen Zhiwei also obtained something she desperately wanted.
Puppetry has declined in popularity, but even so, if one had such a weapon to manipulate, a puppeteer could still enjoy immense prestige.
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Author's note: Now we can partially unravel the mystery!
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