Everything Was Foolproof

(4000 words)

Overnight, the weather on the main peak of Myriad Gods Ridge suddenly turned cold, and heavy snow began to fall from the sky. The fluffy snowflakes fell for four or five hours. The next morning, when the disciples of Myriad Gods Ridge opened their doors, they saw that the snow had accumulated to a depth of more than a meter. When they stepped on it, it was up to their knees and made a crunching sound.

"What heavy snow!"

Duanmu Qingwen looked at the snow-covered world outside, filled with wonder.

It should be noted that Myriad Gods Ridge is located at a height of tens of thousands of feet and should be extremely cold. It is only because Myriad Gods Ridge is covered by an array that it can maintain a pleasant climate. Such heavy snowfall is very rare.

Myriad Gods Ridge was originally filled with various spiritual plants, and the palaces were mostly built of beautiful jade. Now, covered with a layer of crystal-clear white snowflakes, with a clear, cold stream flowing through the middle, it is truly a scene of blooming jade flowers, jade pavilions soaring into the sky, crystal clear and breathtakingly beautiful.

"It's very big..."

Yi Yun also walked to the courtyard gate. The morning air was already fresh, and the weather was chilly, so inhaling it gave him a feeling of invigoration.

Looking at the beautiful scenery, Duanmu Qingwen felt much happier. Although she had been confined to her quarters for the past six months because of Yi Yun, her days at Chenyue Tower, while leisurely, were not boring.

"Young Master, Zuo Yan Xiaoyu, she..."

For so long, Duanmu Qingwen had no idea where Zuo Yan Xiaoyu was. Although she and Zuo Yan Xiaoyu were rivals, she always felt a sense of sympathy for each other. She didn't know where Zuo Yan Xiaoyu had gone.

"She's fine, you don't need to worry."

Yi Yun had nowhere to put Zuo Yan Xiaoyu, so he could only let her hide in the God Descending Tower and gave her some cultivation techniques. This was the only way until he finished dealing with the affairs of the Myriad Gods Ridge.

As Yi Yun was speaking, suddenly, the sound of a morning bell rang out from the summit of the main peak of Myriad Gods Ridge.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang...

The clear, melodious sound of the bell reached deep into people's ears.

"Hmm? This is the bell summoning all Personal Disciple and elders."

Yi Yun was taken aback. The last time the ancestor returned, he did summon people once, but he didn't ring the bell.

"The bell has rung! Personal Disciple must go to the Jade Emperor Palace on the mountaintop. You're going too!"

Several black-clad protectors arrived in front of Chenyue Tower and spoke to Yi Yun in a commanding tone.

For the past six months, Yi Yun has been under house arrest, and these black-clad guards have been patrolling every day. Even though it snowed all night, they haven't been idle.

"Me too?" Yi Yun raised an eyebrow. Even if he's confined to his quarters, he has to go...?

He had a feeling that something might happen during his trip to the Jade Emperor Palace. However, he had the mark left by the old snake in his body, so the old snake would know immediately if he encountered danger. In addition, the old snake had already said that the Myriad Gods Ancestor was no match for him, so it seemed that there wouldn't be too much danger.

With such support, Yi Yun followed the black-clad protector toward the Jade Emperor Palace.

Along the way, many Personal Disciples and elders gathered, trampling the snow and making the originally smooth snow layer messy, which really ruined the beautiful scenery in front of them.

Finally, everyone arrived at the square in front of the Jade Emperor Palace. However, Yi Yun was somewhat special; he was guarded by several black-clad protectors, which made him particularly conspicuous.

In the center of the Jade Emperor Palace Square, Yi Yun spotted Feng Yunyang at a glance.

Feng Yunyang wore a special Young Sect Master's robe today. This Young Sect Master was custom-made by a famous craftsman, with exquisite workmanship and materials. It combines cultivation and defense and is worth eight million spirit jades. Such a luxurious robe is truly enviable.

Because his status remained unchanged, Feng Yunyang was still surrounded by admirers, a stark contrast to Yi Yun.

"Isn't that Yi Yun? He actually got released. It's good for him to get some fresh air; he'll get bored."

Someone spotted Yi Yun next to Feng Yunyang and teased, "This man is Song Bowen's father, Song Zhanchen."

In the past six months, it seems that because of Song Bowen's death, Myriad Gods Ridge intended to compensate the Song Family and Zhang families. They selected two more outstanding young people from each Lineage to become their Personal Disciple, which made the Song Family and Zhang families much more confident. Moreover, through their inquiries with Cang Wu and Feng Yunyang, they learned that Yi Yun was not valued by the patriarch at all, but rather that there was a subtle intention to deal with Yi Yun. This made them no longer wary of Yi Yun.

Feng Yunyang also looked at Yi Yun, his gaze carrying a hint of playful mockery.

He knew in his heart that at today's assembly, the Myriad Gods Ancestor would cleanse his body. After the cleansing, his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds, and at that time, Yi Yun would no longer be his match.

"Yi Yun, long time no see. What? You were escorted here? You didn't ride in a prison cart? How pathetic. Even if you defeated me half a year ago, so what? Today I will stand on the Jade Emperor's Platform with my master, while you are a prisoner. The difference in our status cannot be changed!"

"By the way, you must be wondering why my master imprisoned you. I'll tell you today: my master did this to give me time to grow stronger so I can defeat you. You're just a whetstone for me!"

Feng Yunyang's voice was undisguised, carrying a sense of triumphant satisfaction from deliberate revenge, and many people heard it.

Feng Yunyang had actually confirmed this news with the sect leader just yesterday. Feng Yunyang wanted to turn Yi Yun into a human stick, but he had some reservations, so he asked the sect leader why Yi Yun was imprisoned. He didn't expect to receive such a pleasantly surprising answer.

"What? The Ancestor and the Sect Leader imprisoned Yi Yun, just to use him as a whetstone for the Young Sect Master?"

People were surprised, but upon closer reflection, it was indeed possible. If the patriarch wanted to punish Yi Yun, why go through all this trouble? No matter how talented Yi Yun was, he was just a junior; he could have been crippled directly. Why imprison him for so long? So that's what it was for!

Indeed, Feng Yunyang's defeat by Yi Yun damaged his Dao heart, and this humiliation will become his inner demon. Only by defeating Yi Yun again can he get rid of this inner demon.

After the body is cleansed and Yi Yun is defeated, and the inner demons are gone, Feng Yunyang's cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds.

"So that's how it is. Now I understand why our ancestor imprisoned Yi Yun."

Zhang Tianxing into laughter. The weight that had been pressing on Yi Yun's heart had finally been lifted. As long as this was done, Yi Yun would surely die.

"The Ancestor truly went to great lengths; the Young Sect Master is so fortunate to have such a master."

"Hearing what the Young Sect Master said, isn't Yi Yun essentially a ferocious beast that's been kept as a training tool?"

The newly Personal Disciple of the Song Family said with a smile. He was thin and had a pair of slanted eyebrows. Originally, because Yi Yun was too strong, he didn't dare to speak too arrogantly until he was crippled. At most, he would make a few sarcastic remarks behind Yi Yun's back. Now that he knew Yi Yun's destined fate, this kid, whose cultivation was only at the Dao Palace First Layer, also started to act arrogantly.

Now, both the Song Family and Zhang families have a clear goal: to cling to Feng Yunyang's coattails.

When the boy with the slanted eyebrows said that, everyone burst into laughter. "That analogy from the Song Family boy is quite apt!"

Facing the criticism from Feng Yunyang and many elders and Personal Disciple Myriad Gods Ridge, Yi Yun remained indifferent and silent.

He was already used to being surrounded by enemies; all he was waiting for was the Myriad Gods Ancestor and the Kanglong Ding.

Just then, the atmosphere in the arena suddenly changed, and a powerful, cold energy stream descended from the sky.

Yi Yun looked up and saw that the Red-robed Boy had appeared in the sky above the square at some point!

He was barefoot, standing on a large cauldron. Yi Yun had seen this cauldron once before; it was a replica of the Kanglong Ding. The last time the Red-robed Boy appeared, he also came riding on the cauldron!

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

All the elders and Personal Disciple present immediately bowed deeply to the patriarch.

Yi Yun didn't even bother with the formalities of bowing; since he was practically at odds with the Myriad Gods Ancestor anyway, he didn't care about anything else.

The Red-robed Boy didn't even glance at Yi Yun, who was standing there stiffly, as if Yi Yun's presence or absence was irrelevant to him.

He looked up at the sky, which was covered with dark clouds. It had snowed heavily the night before, and the weather had not yet cleared up.

"The clouds have parted!"

The old ancestor uttered two words in a calm voice, and these two words materialized from his mouth, turning into two golden characters that flew into the sky.

A series of demonic sounds flashed, and the dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the ancestor's words by an invisible energy, and the sunlight shone down, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was mostly clear!

The Red-robed Boy stood in the golden sunlight with his eyes closed, enjoying the sunshine. He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked at everyone present.

Let's begin!

"Yes!" An old man stepped out from behind the Red-robed Boy; this man was none other than the leader of the Myriad Gods Sect.

He took out seventy-two Formation Flag from his Space Ring, and with a wave of his hand, these Formation Flag were planted around the plaza.

Then, an old woman stepped out from the crowd. Yi Yun recognized her; she was the same old woman who appeared when the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Gods failed to awaken the Kanglong Ding. She had brought the Snake Woman with her at that time.

Upon seeing the old woman, Yi Yun's heart skipped a beat. Had the Snake Woman also arrived?

He searched around for the Snake Woman and, sure enough, found Snake Woman in the crowd.

Noticing Yi Yun's gaze, the Snake Woman forced a smile; her situation was clearly not much better!

"The Snake Woman is here; she must have been marked by the old snake as well."

Yi Yun thought to himself, although the old snake seemed unreliable, he would always have to take care of his disciple in Myriad Gods Ridge.

The old woman also cast a series of hand seals, cooperating with the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Gods. In no time, all the Formation Flag were in place, and black light flickered on each Formation Flag, covering the entire Jade Emperor Palace Square.

"This formation..."

Yi Yun's eyelids twitched slightly. He then remembered that the Myriad Gods Ancestor should be a master of formations!

It's important to know that Feng Yunyang also prides himself on his array formations. When he attacked Yi Yun at Chenyue Tower, he also used array formations. His so-called "some achievements" in array formations were actually taught by the Myriad Gods Ancestor. As a commoner from a small sect, how much expertise could Feng Yunyang possibly have in array formations?

However, the Myriad Gods Ancestor only took a short time to cultivate Feng Yunyang into a genius of formations, which shows the power of the Myriad Gods Ancestor' formations!

Thinking about all this, Yi Yun frowned, wondering what the Myriad Gods Ancestor was planning.

Just then, the Myriad Gods Ancestor threw out an array plate, and the cauldron beneath his feet began to spin wildly!

Then, six drops of blood appeared in the palm of the Myriad Gods Ancestor!

Upon seeing the blood droplets, Yi Yun was startled. He recognized these six blood droplets; the Sect Leader of the Myriad Gods had used them when he tried to activate the Kanglong Ding, but he had only used one and had felt a pang of regret for a long time.

But now, the Myriad Gods Ancestor has taken out six drops in one go!

Yi Yun didn't know the origin of the blood droplet, but he was certain that the Kanglong Ding reacted strongly to it.

"Go!"

With a flick of his finger, the Myriad Gods Ancestor sent the six drops of blood directly into the Jade Emperor Palace!

The blood droplets were only the size of soybeans, but the power they contained was like that of a meteorite falling. Six blood droplets crashed into the Jade Emperor Palace, directly collapsing the main hall of the Jade Emperor Palace!

"Boom!"

The main hall's dome collapsed, sending debris flying and the pillars crumbling!

Seeing this, everyone present was stunned. That was the main hall of the Jade Emperor Palace! The symbol of supreme power in the Myriad Gods Ridge, it had stood for millions of years, a sacred place in the hearts of the disciples of the Myriad Gods Ridge, and it had collapsed just like that?

Why? Why did the Ancestor destroy the Jade Emperor Palace?

Before people could think it through, a loud bang was heard. The main hall of the Jade Emperor Palace, which was still collapsing, suddenly exploded, the earth was torn apart, and an ancient and heavy Bronze Cauldron flew out from the torn earth!

Boom boom boom boom!

Large sections of the palace collapsed as the giant cauldron flew out. The entire cauldron shimmered with a ghostly black light, as if a black dragon was coiled within it.

Upon seeing this massive cauldron, Yi Yun was greatly shocked; it was actually the genuine Kanglong Ding!

The Myriad Gods Ancestor summoned the true Kanglong Ding with six drops of blood!

Yi Yun suddenly had a bad feeling! Just then, the Myriad Gods Ancestor crushed the array plate in his hand.

"Snap!"

The array plate shattered, and boundless spiritual energy scattered in all directions. At the same time, the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Gods and the old woman waved their sleeves and threw out a large number of spirit jades!

As the universal currency of Guixu, spirit jade was originally used to provide the vital energy for cultivation or array formations. The spirit jade in the hands of the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Gods and the old woman were at least of high grade, and some were even of the highest grade. The total value of these spirit jades was unknown. These spirit jades were distributed around the Formation Flag, and the next moment, the entire square trembled violently!

The earth trembled violently, space cracked, and Yi Yun watched as array patterns appeared beneath his feet. Those strange patterns emitted a blood-red light.

In that instant, the entire plaza transformed into a massive array, and this array slowly lifted everyone into the air!

Teleportation array!?

Yi Yun was greatly alarmed. His mastery of formations was naturally far inferior to that of the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Gods, but he was extremely sensitive to the Space Law. He immediately sensed that the formation was tearing through the void!

Moreover, this is an ultra-long-distance teleportation array. Yi Yun sensed that the spatial energy fluctuations were a hundred times greater than those of a typical teleportation array. With so many spirit jades and Formation Flag consumed, how could the teleportation distance be short?

"Oh no!"

Yi Yun's expression changed! Once teleported out, the consequences would be unimaginable! However, at this moment, with so many elders of the Myriad Gods present, as well as the sect leader and ancestors of the Yi Yun, with his strength, to destroy the teleportation array!