Chapter 706 - 706 57 Da Chu Yang God
706: Chapter 57: Da Chu Yang God 706: Chapter 57: Da Chu Yang God “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Some things…
once they start, there’s no going back.”
In the Land of No Light, the stream flowed.
Mo Taoist stopped at the stream and looked at the small, emaciated child crouching by its bank.
The Heavenly Peak in the South Border was devoid of light, and the night was immensely dark.
Yet the child stretched out his palm, where a shimmering water light flickered between the gaps of his withered fingers, and the stream broke and trickled down.
“This is the ‘Spiritual Spring’ flowing out from the Tiger Creek Cave Heaven.”
The child did not respond to this statement.
He raised his head, through the gaps of his fingers, gazing into the distance.
Towards the direction of Qingfu Mountain.
“Such a rare thing…”
The child smiled mockingly at himself and said, “The disciples under my Yin Mountain, after cultivating for three lifetimes, can’t even drink this kind of Spiritual Spring…
But in the Taoist sect, perhaps this is just a foot-washing water that nobody cares about.”
The Longevity House settled at Qingfu Mountain, and to clear the miasma, they released the Tiger Creek Cave Heaven.
This Cave Heaven Spiritual Treasure directly transformed the dilapidated Zhanjiao Mountain into a land of fortune.
Not only did the bright moon shine upon it, but the Spiritual Spring also flowed.
This small stream nurtured the dry gully at the mountain gate of Qingfu Mountain, overflowed, ran across several miles, and finally came to this place.
“Before the Paperman Sect appeared, the Yin Mountain gate was the largest among the Three Great Sects, and had the most Daoist Collection.
However…
Yin Mountain has no such thing as a Spiritual Spring.”
The child stood up, shook off the water stains on his hand, and smiled, “Does the Heavenly Puppet Sect have a Spiritual Spring?”
“…”
Mo Taoist remained silent.
This desolate land of the South Border, where would there be any Spiritual Spring?
The sweetest thing that the disciples of the Three Great Sects could drink was nothing more than human blood.
Fresh, hot, burning, and thirst-quenching.
“It seems the Heavenly Puppet Sect also does not have such a thing.”
The child looked towards the other direction in the shadows and said faintly, “What about the Hehuan Sect?”
Not far away, a graceful barefoot figure slowly walked out.
A faint glow emitted from behind this figure, and six snow-white rattles floated and swayed, with obscure Sanskrit carved on them.
This was a young woman dressed in a bright red wedding robe, but with a mask tightly affixed to her face, which was etched with a large smile, looking rather creepy.
The leaders of Yin Mountain were White Ghost, Red Immortal, and Green Hawk.
The Heavenly Puppet Sect had Mo Taoist and Daoist Bai.
As for the Hehuan Sect, it was led by two Zen Masters, named the Master of Unity and the Joyful Zen Master.
The graceful woman did not answer the child’s question but straightforwardly stated her position, “I support White Ghost…
Reaching this point, we have no other choice.”
If tonight the Qingfu Mountain shrouded by the Tiger Creek Cave Heaven was considered the brightest and warmest place in the South Border.
Then this place.
Was the dimmest and coldest place.
No one would have thought that the highest leaders of the Three Great Sects would meet here.
The struggle in this desolate South Border has continued for centuries.
Before the Paperman Sect appeared, the Three Great Sects had been slaughtering each other incessantly.
Figures like Mo Taoist, White Ghost, and the Joyful Zen Master rarely left their mountain gates.
Their identities were special, and their status was supreme, unable to withstand too much turmoil.
Though they claimed to be sacred in the South Border, they could only be so within the South Border.
Leaving the South Border, without the protection of miasma, they might be struck down by the Lord of the Holy Land.
Retreating into their shells was the best way.
Whether it was Da Li or Great Chu, both were willing to see internal strife in the South Border…
Once the sect leaders perished and disappeared, this balance would be broken.
Thus all these years.
The Three Great Sects cautiously maintained this balance, to live a few more days themselves, and also for the others to live a few more days.
Unfortunately, this balance has been broken by the Paperman Sect.
The true leaders of the Three Great Sects exceptionally met here this time.
Normally there should be more people appearing here, but with what was happening tonight, some needed to stay hidden, and some needed to stay in the open.
“The Da Chu Dynasty made us kneel down.”
“We kneeled.”
White Ghost looked at the dry white stream before him and said softly, “Yet this was just the beginning…
Do you really think that obediently listening and kneeling on the ground would save our lives?
If not for the Paperman Sect, even if we kneeled, we wouldn’t receive their sympathy or pity…”
On the surface,
The reason for this Demon Cleansing was that the Three Great Sects were driven to a desperate situation by the Paperman Sect.
But in essence…
It was because the Da Chu Dynasty recognized the danger of the Paperman Sect.
If the Paperman Sect were allowed to swallow up the Three Great Sects, the balance maintained over the years by the Imperial Family would disappear.
Wouldn’t a new state emerge under the rule of Lu Yuzhen in this desolate South Border?
Even if its power couldn’t rival the Da Chu Royal Family, it could likely contend with the Taoist sects, the Da Sui Sword Palace, or the Buddhist sects!
This was something the Da Chu Royal Family would never allow.
However—
Not everyone in this world wanted to see the success of the “Demon Cleansing”.
“In the past few days, you all should have met that person.”
White Ghost paused slightly and said heavily, “I know…
The person from Li Kingdom might not be much better than the Chu Country.
At least they didn’t make us kneel down, right?
We are all wild grass growing in the cracks of rocks, our days are numbered, being able to live an extra year is an extra year.”
“Therefore…”
“Yin Mountain has already made a decision…”
The child took a deep breath, looked towards the direction of Yin Mountain, and said softly, “Standing on the side of Da Li, we can live longer.”
As he spoke,
He looked towards the woman in the red robe.
“Seconded.”
The Joyful Zen Master coldly spat out two words.
“I heard…
that Daoist Qian Yuan is dead?”
Mo Taoist hesitated a bit and slowly spoke.
“Yes…”
The Joyful Zen Master said faintly, “Lu Yuzhen did not follow the rules and cast the Paperman Technique on him.”
“Daoist Qian Yuan’s death made those people from the Chu wary.
The situation has changed, and several Zhanjiao Mountains are discussing specific plans for the Demon Cleansing now…”
Mo Taoist sighed, “The general attack might be postponed.”
“That’s why we are having this meeting, isn’t it?”
White Ghost frowned and said indifferently, “Some things need to be done by someone to have a chance to succeed.
Now it’s up to the Heavenly Puppet Sect to take a stand.”
The Joyful Zen Master said nothing, merely moving her gaze silently to watch Mo Taoist alongside White Ghost.
“I…
also agree.”
Mo Taoist remained silent for a moment before expressing his stance.
With a solemn expression, he said, “Before I left the mountain gate, Daoist Bai was already making preparations…
But so far, the Guiding Envoys of the Three Great Sects have only seen the Treasure Ship sailing from Da Chu and the Yin Gods stationed at Zhanjiao Mountain.
Are we going to start just like this?”
Before the Da Chu Treasure Ship left the capital city, the Three Great Sects had been closely monitoring everything.
They dispatched seven Guiding Envoys to seven Zhanjiao Mountains.
Today could be considered a “fruitful harvest”, with seven Guiding Envoys, except for the death of Daoist Qian Yuan, the other six got along quite well with the Zhanjiao Mountain leaders, bringing back a lot of useful information…
Only the most crucial piece of information had yet to be received.
In this Demon Cleansing, with the strongest combat power responsible for leading the general attack, “Wu Zhexian”
had yet to appear in the public’s eye.
Even after the “Daoist Qian Yuan” incident, with the discussions at the seven Zhanjiao Mountains heating up, Wu Zhexian still hadn’t shown up…
It was as if he wasn’t on the Treasure Ship at all, or he simply didn’t care about this Demon Cleansing.
According to the original plan, Wu Zhexian was the key figure in breaking the Pure White Mountain Barrier.
Only with the Yang God Realm’s intervention could the Three Great Sects penetrate the Paperman Dao Mountain Gate.
“Indeed, this is somewhat improper…”
White Ghost sighed lightly and said, “Although we have yet to see the Da Chu Yang God, it’s time to start all this.”
Halfway through his sentence,
White Ghost suddenly stopped.
He narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly in the direction where the stream originated.
The Joyful Zen Master slightly tilted her head, a look of confusion emerging beneath her mask.
Mo Taoist frowned and turned his head.
“…?”
No one knew when a figure appeared by the dried-up stream.
It was a young child in a Daoist robe.
Cultivators, after reaching a certain level of cultivation, could “permanently preserve their appearance”.
Though White Ghost had lived for many years, his true body remained that of a child of thirteen or fourteen.
However, the child who had now reached this shadowy meeting place was different from White Ghost.
He wasn’t an old ghost trying to hide his age.
He really was just a child.
The Daoist-robed child walked and stopped along the way, finally squatting down at the dried-up part of the stream, mimicking White Ghost’s earlier actions.
He scooped up a handful of water.
A faint sound of struggle could be heard from the water.
A black fish was wriggling its body desperately, swimming fast but in the wrong direction.
The Tiger Creek Cave Heaven had closed, and this meandering stream was destined to become a dry bed…
“You were supposed to survive.”
The Daoist-robed child, with a focused expression, looked at the fish in his palm and said with some regret, “It’s a pity, you chose the wrong direction.”
“…”
The scene fell into deathly silence.
The three great figures who claimed to be sacred in the South Border stood silently in the dark, watching the trespassing Daoist-robed child.
“Sorry.”
The Daoist-robed child did not save the black fish but let it fall.
He looked at the three figures in front of him and said sincerely, “Couldn’t sleep at night, so I thought I’d go for a walk.
Didn’t expect to see some people here…
You three, must be humans, right?”
His tone was honest, with a touch of hesitation.
Amidst the mountain’s inky darkness,
Mo Taoist, Joyful Zen Master, and White Ghost’s three figures stood…
indeed, somewhat strange.
A silence prevailed with no one responding.
“So, you’re all actually deaf, and didn’t hear a thing…”
The Daoist-robed child scratched his head, “Do you believe it?”
The black fish on the dry stream bed continued to struggle, gradually dying, and finally fell silent.
“This explanation is rather shabby…”
White Ghost said in a resentful tone, “True Master Jun Shan, wouldn’t you think we are all blind?”
“Well…
figured I’d be recognized eventually.”
True Master Jun Shan sighed helplessly, “Didn’t you just mention wanting to see the Da Chu Yang God?
What a coincidence, I used to be one.”
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(PS: 1, not that I don’t update during the day, but I’ve been contemplating the details.
Many threads in this volume are about to come together, which is a huge task.
2, there will be another update tonight.)