Pure and Immaculate, Master of the Mò Chà Pearl

As the Shushan Sword Light emerged, Hetu, who had just made a move and stunned True Lord Lieyang, felt his heart pound and held back his flying sword.

All flying swords come from Shushan!

The power of the Shushan Flying Sword Cultivation Art is universally recognized as the best in the world. As early as seventeen years ago, Hetu had witnessed a nameless Shushan master fighting, his sword light like thunder from the nine heavens, infinitely transforming, killing his opponent in the blink of an eye.

White clothes like snow, sword energy piercing the heavens!

Seeing the Shushan Sword Light again, Hetu couldn't help but recall the figure of that unknown Shushan master he had seen seventeen years ago.

The sword light darted and weaved through the sky, its speed so incredible it was like a hundred miles in an instant. Just watching its speed made one unable to help but hold their breath.

But at this moment, Shui Wuyue and Ao Ming, who were merely passing by coincidentally with Songhezi and still unaware of what was happening, could no longer hold back and quietly transmitted their voices to Songhezi: "Senior Brother, what kind of treasure is this Mò Chà Pearl?"

"This Mò Chà Pearl is not a treasure." Songhezi heard Shui Wuyue and Ao Ming's question, his gaze uncontrollably fixed on the pearl emitting blue light in the young man's hand. To Songhezi's surprise, it was only then that he noticed that although the young man in ragged clothes had a pale face and was trembling uncontrollably, he was still standing. If it were an ordinary mountain boy, seeing such a battle would have likely terrified him to the point of losing his soul and passing out.

"This young man has great courage! I just don't know how the Mò Chà Pearl ended up in his hands." Just as Songhezi was thinking this, Shui Wuyue and Ao Ming became even more curious, "It's not a treasure?! Then why are you so surprised? Why do they value it so much?"

Songhezi nodded, "Yes, the Mò Chà Pearl itself is just a pearl formed on an aquatic tree. Wearing it only has the effect of dispelling dampness and odor. However, this is the token of Yuan Tianyi. It is said that someone greatly helped him in the past, and he repaid them with this Mò Chà Pearl, saying that if anyone in the future came with the Mò Chà Pearl and handed it to him, he would do one thing for them, no matter how difficult or dangerous, and would do his best to complete it."

Yuan Tianyi's token?!

Before Songhezi could finish, Shui Wuyue and Ao Ming were shocked and almost cried out.

Southern Luofu and Northern Chì Lè, Luofu and Chì Lè, one located in the southern border and the other in the northern region, are the two most mysterious sects in the mortal world. For hundreds of years, very few of their disciples have been seen outside, but when they do appear, they are always highly cultivated and astonishing.

Yuan Tianyi is currently the sect leader of the Luofu Sect.

Fifty years ago, for some unknown reason, the Yinshan Sect became enemies with Yuan Tianyi. They mobilized all their experts to hunt Yuan Tianyi, even going so far as to commit monstrous atrocities, using the blood and souls of three hundred boys and girls as a guide to set up the Yellow Springs Underworld Formation against Yuan Tianyi. However, after the battle, Yuan Tianyi was completely unharmed and left leisurely, while many of the Yinshan Sect's experts, who were once able to rival the major sects, lost eight out of ten, becoming severely weakened, and even their mountain gate and cave dwelling were occupied.

Thirty years ago, the Emei anomaly Shuli cultivated the "Golden Lock Flowing Pearl Incantation" to great success. He debated and fought with the Emei sect leader on the Golden Summit, with no clear winner. Later, he encountered Yuan Tianyi by the Yellow Sea. After a disagreement, they fought, but Shuli's primordial spirit was utterly destroyed.

Therefore, in legends, Yuan Tianyi is both righteous and evil, acting entirely according to his own whims, committing many sins, but his cultivation has reached an unimaginable level.

Like those who achieved immortality in Kunlun in legends, Yuan Tianyi was also only one step away from reaching the realm of tribulation and ascension, a realm that no one had reached in thousands of years.

Dispelling dampness and odor can be achieved with a simple, ordinary magic formation. However, with this pearl, one could ask Yuan Tianyi for a powerful magic treasure or a profound cultivation technique, which could instantly change the fate of an individual or a sect.

Ao Ming, with his honest nature, and Shui Wuyue, with his indifferent nature, both knew that this pearl was extraordinary, but they had no greed. However, now, both of their gazes were involuntarily drawn to the Mò Chà Pearl in the young man's hand.

"Since it's a pearl from an aquatic tree, how do you know this is his?" Shui Wuyue couldn't help but ask Songhezi again.

"That aquatic tree is called Jīng Tú, unique to Luofu. It flowers once every hundred years and bears fruit once every thousand years. Legend has it that the only Jīng Tú tree has long since withered and died, so there is likely only this one Mò Chà Pearl in the world."

As they spoke, the several extremely fast sword lights, after sweeping back and forth within a hundred-mile radius, seemed to have found nothing and suddenly disappeared into the night sky.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth must have changed in this battleground. How could these Shushan disciples not have noticed?

Could these just be ordinary patrol disciples with low cultivation?

For a moment, as the sword light vanished, the people present each had their own thoughts, holding each other in check, all standing still.

The dark mass grave and Shushan in the distance were like two completely different worlds.

Hetu looked deeply at the Mò Chà Pearl in the young man's hand and suddenly smiled, "Everyone here probably knows the origin of the Mò Chà Pearl, right?"

True Lord Lieyang, Songhezi, and the others did not expect Hetu to suddenly say such a thing. For a moment, no one spoke, not understanding what Hetu meant.

Hetu continued, "Now, none of us can possibly swallow this alone. The people from Shushan have already become aware. If we make any further large-scale moves, you might as well forget about the Mò Chà Pearl. The master of the Mò Chà Pearl always keeps his word. Why don't we all go to Luofu together? If there are benefits, we can share them equally, how about it?"

"Pah! To have me collude with you? Not a chance!" As soon as Hetu finished speaking, True Lord Lieyang roared.

"Then what can you do? With the combined strength of my disciples, even if we are not your match, it shouldn't be difficult to retreat safely," Hetu said. "We all know how powerful the master of the Mò Chà Pearl is. With this pearl, it shouldn't be difficult to get a cultivation technique for us to examine."

As soon as Hetu said this, not to mention the three from Kunlun, even True Lord Lieyang couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

All cultivators speak of opportunities. With their respective talents and the cultivation methods of their sects, their achievements were basically set, even with the most diligent practice. But Yuan Tianyi's cultivation had reached such an unimaginable level, so the cultivation techniques he practiced must be incomparable to ordinary ones. Now, this Mò Chà Pearl could be considered a rare opportunity.

It would allow them to no longer be hesitant when they encountered Shushan Sword Light in the future, unlike today!

Hetu observed their expressions and saw that True Lord Lieyang was already tempted. He continued, "True Lord Lieyang, as cultivators, we don't need to put on an act. If we fight today, absolutely no one will benefit. If you must avenge Kongtong, let's talk about it after we've been to Luofu. What do you say?"

True Lord Lieyang hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth and nodded heavily, "Alright!"

"Songhezi, what about you?"

Hetu looked at the three people from Qingcheng and smiled. The smile of this dark-robed man with a cold expression made True Lord Lieyang sigh inwardly, thinking that these two disciples taken in by Daoist Yinxiao would surely become formidable figures in the future, and he wondered if he should really continue to be their enemy.

Songhezi, Ao Ming, and Shui Wuyue exchanged glances. Just as they were about to nod, the expressions of everyone present suddenly changed.

"Who is it?"

Someone emerged from the faint night mist, appearing in everyone's sight without any warning.

A man of exquisite beauty.

Logically speaking, the word "beautiful" shouldn't be used to describe a man, but at this moment, upon seeing this man, the only word that came to Shui Wuyue's mind was "beautiful."

Because this young man's face was more delicate and refined than most women's, his skin was like carved jade, emitting a soft glow.

He had a feminine appearance, yet it didn't make him seem effeminate.

The man's attire could be described as extremely simple: a coarse linen robe of moon-white, with no decorations. Moreover, this man, barefoot, gave off a natural aura, devoid of worldly dust.

"What do you want!" The man's steps seemed unhurried, but with just one stride, he was already standing in front of the young beggar. Hetu's entire attention was focused on the Mò Chà Pearl in the young beggar's hand. Suddenly seeing the man standing before the young beggar, he was greatly alarmed. However, before his cry could even escape, sword energy surged, and three beams of sword light, one black, one red, and one white, shot towards the man.

Songhezi and the other two were originally surrounding the young beggar in a triangular formation, but this suddenly appearing young man had directly closed in on the young beggar. These three had never experienced someone getting so close without their knowledge since they cultivated their flying swords. Their primordial spirits naturally sensed extreme danger and released their flying swords, so the speed at which they unleashed their flying swords was even faster than Hetu's initial reaction.

The distance between these three and the young beggar was only a few feet, and their flying swords were guided by their primordial spirits, erupting instinctively. Thus, in a flash, before the three could even react, the sword light had already enveloped the young man.

With a surge of light, without the barefoot young man making any move, Songhezi and the other two felt their primordial spirits violently shaken, sent flying backward along with their swords.

Miro stared, dumbfounded, unable to believe that anyone in this world could instantly shatter the flying swords of Songhezi and the others. In his sight, a black flash of light then twisted towards the young man's head; it turned out Hetu had also released his flying sword. With a ding, the young man, without even looking, flashed gold in his hand. Tiny golden lotuses seemed to bloom, and Hetu's flying sword suddenly turned to ash. With the loss of his flying sword, which was cultivated alongside his life, Hetu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward, unconscious. At this moment, Miro saw the young man standing with his hands lowered, quietly looking at the Mò Chà Pearl in the young beggar's hand, as if recalling something. Miro suddenly thought of someone and blurted out, "You are the master of this Mò Chà Pearl, the Sect Master of Luofu Sect, Yuan Tianyi?!"

"That's right!" Seeing the young man's pensive, reminiscent expression as he looked at the Mò Chà Pearl, and then seeing the night wind blow, gently stirring the young man's casually falling black hair, as if he had merged with the heavens and earth, True Lord Lieyang's mind buzzed, and his body felt struck by lightning. "Pure and Immaculate, unity of man and nature. Who in this world, besides the Luofu Sect Master Yuan Tianyi, could instantly shatter the combined attack of Songhezi's three flying swords and effortlessly destroy Hetu's flying sword?"

"Yuan Tianyi's might shook the world fifty years ago. I never imagined his appearance would still be that of a youth in his early twenties!" Not far away, Songhezi, Ao Ming, and Shui Wuyue, holding their flying swords and trembling uncontrollably, saw Hetu fall unconscious. They finally realized he had shown mercy just now. They immediately bowed and said, "May we ask if you are Senior Yuan Tianyi? We were quite impudent just now. Thank you for your mercy."

The barefoot white-robed man's eyes rippled slightly, as if just awakening from his thoughts. After slowly nodding, he waved his hand and said, "You may leave."

Seeing that he seemed to naturally look down upon all living beings, and seeing him nod, True Lord Lieyang and the three from Qingcheng had no further doubts. Daring not to disobey in the slightest, they exchanged glances and prepared to fly away on their sword lights. But at this moment, Miro suddenly shouted, "It is rumored that you always keep your word. Anyone who brings you this Mò Chà Pearl, you will grant them one request. Is this true?"

Yuan Tianyi nodded. "What is said is not false."

Miro suddenly pointed at the young beggar and said, "Then now that this boy is holding the Mò Chà Pearl, can you grant him one request?"

Yuan Tianyi glanced indifferently at Miro. "Naturally."

Miro immediately shouted, "Kid, did you hear that? This senior is the Sect Master of Luofu Sect, a figure of renown in the world. Why aren't you quickly asking him to teach us..." But before he could finish his sentence, golden light filled his vision. His entire body, along with his primordial spirit, seemed on the verge of melting simultaneously. He was instantly filled with extreme terror and could not speak.

"Insolent! How dare you babble nonsense in front of me!" When the feeling of his body and primordial spirit melting away finally disappeared, Miro heard Yuan Tianyi's voice ring out. Before him was still the night-shrouded mass grave. True Lord Lieyang, Songhezi, and the others stood with ashen faces, just like him. However, Yuan Tianyi and the young beggar were nowhere to be seen.

It turned out that when Miro spoke to the young beggar, he had unleashed his primordial spirit's pressure, intending to make the young beggar falter and, as he had said, ask Yuan Tianyi to teach them a powerful technique. But as soon as Miro began to speak, Yuan Tianyi had seen through his intentions. The golden light that filled the area was Yuan Tianyi unleashing a bit of his primordial spirit's pressure. Now, Yuan Tianyi and the young beggar had vanished. But just thinking about how Yuan Tianyi's mere thought had caused his body and primordial spirit to feel as if they were melting under his pressure, Miro felt like a mere speck of dust compared to Yuan Tianyi. Cold sweat began to stream down his face.