Chapter 242: The Tyranny of the Sword Pavilion

Within the Blessed Land fragment, Ye Guyue’s expression was grave. Looking around and recalling her recent experiences, she couldn’t help but grit her silver teeth, her eyes revealing resentment.

“Demon…!”

Ever since entering the Blessed Land, things had gone very poorly for her.

First, while fighting for the [Shady Dragon Water], she was repelled by the combined forces of Lu Yang and Sui Ying. She had to use her trump card to escape with her life and even suffered considerable injuries.

After finally healing her injuries with great difficulty and casually picking up a few spiritual materials within the Blessed Land, she was forced to the center due to the collapse of the Blessed Land. Then, almost all of her merit and fate were snatched away by Chong Guang. To make matters worse, she couldn’t even resist. One could imagine how stifled she felt in her heart right now.

What was even more stifling was that she couldn’t even get angry.

Thinking of this, Ye Guyue hurriedly formed hand seals, trying her best to stabilize her mind. “Calm down… rashly moving nameless fire will dirty the heart-mind with tribulation Qi. My heart is like steel…”

Relying on a secret technique for suppression, Ye Guyue finally maintained her composure.

However, while she could suppress it, the other two who had fallen into this Blessed Land fragment with her were already deeply affected by the tribulation Qi and found it hard to remain calm.

In the next second, two streaks of escape light came speeding over.

One of them was overflowing with treasure light and boosted by Buddha light. When the figure revealed himself, it was shockingly the Treasure-Laden Youth who had escaped catastrophe in the Great Battle of the Kingdom of Qing.

Speaking of this person, he did have some luck.

In the entire Kingdom of Qing, only he and Perfected One Five Elements were cultivators originating from Jiangbei. Perfected One Five Elements was bent on defecting to Jiangdong and accepted an official position early on.

As a result, he was sacrificed along with Chong Guang.

On the contrary, because the Treasure-Laden Youth defected to the Pure Land and didn’t have an official position, he luckily survived that great sacrifice and even made a trip to [Cave Sun Blessed Land].

And the title “Treasure-Laden” was indeed not a misnomer. Relying on his ancestral treasure-seeking technique, he actually managed to seize a great opportunity.

At that time, of the four spiritual embryos in the Blessed Land, Lu Yang obtained the [Shady Dragon Water]. Of the remaining three, two were taken by people from the Dao Court and the Pure Land. Originally, if Ye Guyue hadn’t been injured, the fourth one would have been in the bag for the Sword Pavilion. But because Ye Guyue went into hiding, it ended up benefiting him instead.

However, as the saying goes: an innocent man gets into trouble because of his wealth.

Just behind the Treasure-Laden Youth, a second streak of escape light followed closely, filled with awe-inspiring sword Qi. A majestic and solemn middle-aged man stepped out from it.

“Fellow Daoist Treasure-Laden, are you still stubborn?”

“Yun Zhiqiu.” The Treasure-Laden Youth gritted his teeth upon seeing him and said hatefully, “I am considered a righteous path cultivator now. Does the Sword Pavilion intend to rob me by force like this?”

“What kind of righteous path are you!”

The middle-aged man, Yun Zhiqiu, laughed loudly upon hearing this. “Jiangbei demonic cultivator, abandoning the dark for the light is just the beginning. You still have many sins and debts to repay!”

“What sins and karmic debts do I have?” The Treasure-Laden Youth laughed in anger. “My Fenbao Cliff is in Jiangbei, and we have never engaged in blood sacrifices of the common people. As for sect killings, life and death are common matters. Everyone relies on their own abilities. What sins can there be? Before coming to the Kingdom of Qing, I had plenty of merit on me!”

“Being in Jiangbei is your greatest sin!”

Yun Zhiqiu smiled coldly. “Treasures of the world should belong to the virtuous. Is a Jiangbei demonic cultivator like you worthy? I can’t be bothered to waste words with you. Will you hand over the spiritual embryo or not!”

“You…”

For a moment, evil grew from the Treasure-Laden Youth’s gut, and anger rose from his heart. Although this Yun Zhiqiu in front of him was formidable, he relied entirely on a sharp spiritual sword.

If they really fought, Yun Zhiqiu was only at the Initial Stage of Foundation Establishment.

Suppressing him with his own cultivation base would actually be easy. He had only been wary of his identity as a member of the Sword Pavilion, so he didn’t dare to act. But now, there was no need for concern…

Clang clang!

In the next second, a sword cry extinguished all of the Treasure-Laden Youth’s evil thoughts. Looking back, he saw Ye Guyue driving her sword over, hovering above his head.

I’m finished!

In an instant, the Treasure-Laden Youth’s heart went cold. However, he didn’t dare to show the slightest neglect on his face and hurriedly bowed. “Treasure-Laden greets Fairy Ye of the Sword Pavilion.”

On the other side, Yun Zhiqiu was overjoyed. “Greetings, Uncle-Master Ye!”

Immediately after, he pointed at the Treasure-Laden Youth and spoke righteously, “This is the person who took the [Ageless Chun Tree]. I ask Uncle-Master to uphold justice!”

Hearing this, Ye Guyue glanced at the Treasure-Laden Youth. Pinching her fingers to calculate, she immediately grasped the sequence of events and said in a deep voice, “Since we are all righteous path cultivators, infighting is not advisable. Now that we have fallen into this Blessed Land fragment, it is likely the work of a demon. We should unite to resist the enemy. How can we breed animosity among ourselves?”

Her words were spoken with awe-inspiring righteousness.

The Treasure-Laden Youth heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that the Sword Pavilion was reasonable after all. Who would have thought that in the next second, Ye Guyue would look at him and say:

“Fellow Daoist Treasure-Laden, hand over the [Ageless Chun Tree].”

Ye Guyue had a solemn expression. “Junior Brother Yun is only at the Initial Stage of Foundation Establishment and lacks a spiritual material for protection. You are at the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment; you don’t lack this one piece of spiritual material.”

Who the fuck doesn’t lack it!

The Treasure-Laden Youth was silent for a moment before whispering, “To be honest, I lost most of my artifacts in the Kingdom of Qing earlier and am in need of spiritual materials for protection.”

Ye Guyue shook her head upon hearing this. “Fellow Daoist Treasure-Laden, pardon my bluntness. Since you have returned to the righteous path, you should understand karma and fate. You come from a small sect with ordinary roots. Junior Brother Yun, however, is a cultivator of my Sword Pavilion. You should be able to weigh clearly in your heart which is heavier.”

“If you lack spiritual materials for protection, at most, a cultivator from a small sect dies. If you die, you die.”

“But if Junior Brother Yun lacks this piece of spiritual material, he might lose his life. The death of a single cultivator from my Sword Pavilion is a huge loss for the righteous path.”

“So, for the sake of the righteous path and the common people of the world, do not be stubborn.”

“If you feel unwilling, I can make the decision for you— if you die because of this, after you reincarnate, you can enter my Sword Pavilion to cultivate. Consider it giving you an opportunity.”

Hearing this, the Treasure-Laden Youth fell into silence again.

“What? Is Fellow Daoist still stubborn?”

Seeing this, Ye Guyue frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes revealing dissatisfaction. “Does Fellow Daoist really intend to disregard the righteous path for selfish reasons and risk world condemnation?”

As her voice fell, her Sword Intent locked directly onto the Treasure-Laden Youth.

“…I dare not.”

For a moment, the Treasure-Laden Youth felt filled with grief and indignation. Subconsciously, he recalled his past experience in Jiangbei of being knocked out and robbed by a Saint Sect Perfected One.

I never expected this. I got robbed before defecting to the righteous path, and I still get robbed after defecting to the righteous path!

Didn’t I defect for nothing?

Moreover, when the Saint Sect Perfected One robbed me, at least it was based on ability; I was simply less skilled. I didn’t expect the Sword Pavilion to be even more tyrannical—robbing me and fucking expecting me to be willing about it!

However, when under the eaves, one has to bow their head. The Treasure-Laden Youth could only sigh, then took out a ball of spiritual light from his sleeve and threw it out. It was shockingly the [Ageless Chun Tree], formed of Jia Wood. Used for artifact refining, it could create Spirit Treasures; used for alchemy, it could increase dao comperhension of the Wood attribute.

Only then did Ye Guyue nod in satisfaction.

At the same time, Yun Zhiqiu couldn’t wait to step forward and put the [Ageless Chun Tree] into his bosom, happily injecting spiritual power to refine it.

“We shouldn’t stay here for long.”

Ye Guyue turned her gaze and continued to form seals to calculate. Then she pointed in a direction. “The exit should be over there. It is best we leave as soon as possible.”

Soon, three streaks of escape light flew up.

Before long, a towering mountain came into their view. The mountain was wreathed in the brilliant light of formations, firmly anchoring the Blessed Land fragment.

At the peak of the mountain, a leisurely figure sat cross-legged and laughed loudly:

“Fairy Ye, I have been waiting for a long time.”

“It’s you!?”

In an instant, the originally calm and composed Ye Guyue’s expression changed slightly. She clearly recognized Lu Yang on the mountain, and her beautiful eyes instantly erupted with earth-shattering killing intent!

(End of this chapter)

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