Cultivation World Tradition, Beyond the Script

"Nine Nether Prajna Skill... Demonic Divine Art... Where's my sword!"

"This makes no sense. You can pick up a secret manual like this?"

"There's definitely a script. I don't believe it."

"As Yi Xiaofeng's fan, I don't believe it either."

"You idiots, it's definitely a trap. Don't forget, this script involves the demonic path."

"I think so too. Yi Xiaofeng, be careful!"

As the viewers discussed it, they also worried about Yi Xiaofeng.

Pies did not just fall from the sky.

Obtaining a divine art so easily looked dangerous no matter how one looked at it.

Yi Xiaofeng raised his head and looked in every direction.

Like the viewers, his first reaction was danger!

If it had been an ordinary secret manual, pill, or weapon, that would have been one thing.

But this was a Demonic Divine Art!

This was fucking insane.

There was definitely an ambush!

Wang Yanran thought of this as well. She rose and scanned their surroundings.

Yi Xiaofeng tucked the Nine Nether Prajna Skill into his robes.

"Let's leave first," Yi Xiaofeng said quietly.

Although he could not see anyone else, his instincts told him danger was near.

Wang Yanran nodded. The two held hands and were about to leave.

"You took my possession and still wish to leave?"

A chilling voice, half-mocking and half-amused, rang out. Startled, Yi Xiaofeng and Wang Yanran turned toward it.

At the top of the slope stood a graceful figure.

The crescent moon hung overhead. Yi Xiaofeng could not make out her face, but instinctively felt a chill crawl down his spine.

Yi Xiaofeng immediately drew the Azure Nose Sword, ready to fight.

Wang Yanran's pretty face changed slightly.

"This secret manual belongs to you?" Yi Xiaofeng asked warily.

Wang Yanran tugged at him and whispered, "She is the master I acknowledged when I was young."

Her master?

Yi Xiaofeng looked at her in surprise.

His gaze seemed to ask: Your master is this powerful?

It was only natural that the Pure Yang Sect, which had drawn Bai Hongxiao's attention, would also attract a demonic-path magnate.

Perhaps Bai Hongxiao had come this time because of Wang Yanran's master?

Wait!

Wang Yanran had Demonic Blood...

Could this woman be her mother?

Yi Xiaofeng's expression turned strange.

The viewers, too, caught the scent of melodrama.

"Why did you leave Pure Yang City?" the mysterious woman atop the slope asked.

Wang Yanran answered, "My husband learned that I carry Demonic Blood and that a group of enemies wants to kill me, including Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao. So he risked his life to bring me out of Pure Yang City."

She deliberately made Yi Xiaofeng's identity clear.

The mysterious woman fell silent for a moment before saying, "Tell me the entire story."

Wang Yanran nodded and began with the first time Zhang Junyi had saved her.

Yi Xiaofeng listened quietly.

He was somewhat speechless.

This girl's focus was not on the Demonic Blood or the case, but on him.

She was frantically embellishing his image. Was she afraid the mysterious woman would kill him?

After a long while.

Wang Yanran finally finished.

She looked at the mysterious woman and asked, "Master, why are you here? Is this Nine Nether Prajna Skill yours? Why have I never heard of it before? Why did you bury it here?"

The mysterious woman replied, "Naturally, I came for you. I seized this Nine Nether Prajna Skill not long ago, but it conflicts with my cultivation art. So I buried each level's unique art in a different place, giving mortals a chance."

Anyone who came here to dig holes had to be a mortal, and most likely a child.

Cultivators traveled on Flying Swords or rode clouds and mist. Who would walk on foot?

So the Cultivation World has traditions like this too, Yi Xiaofeng thought.

The character he played, Zhang Junyi, had also entered the path of immortality after accidentally obtaining a cultivation method in his youth.

"The Sword Saint has arrived."

The mysterious woman slowly said, "Besides him, a large group is coming as well. They are probably here to capture you."

Yi Xiaofeng and Wang Yanran immediately grew tense at those words.

They had already experienced the Sword Saint's terror.

Once Bai Hongxiao arrived, they would have no way to escape.

"Master, what should we do?" Wang Yanran asked nervously.

The mysterious woman sneered. "I will deal with the Sword Saint. You two, run."

As soon as she finished speaking, the mysterious woman turned into a cloud of black mist and vanished.

Yi Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

So that was it!

If no one held back the Sword Saint, this script would have fallen apart.

Whoever won the Sword Saint's favor won the world.

From the mysterious woman's words, she did not seem particularly wary of the Sword Saint either.

What delighted Yi Xiaofeng most was that the mysterious woman had not demanded the Nine Nether Prajna Skill back.

"Let's go."

Yi Xiaofeng took Wang Yanran's hand and continued onward.

Along the way, he asked about the mysterious woman's identity.

Wang Yanran did not know much about her either. When she and Tang Yiqian had gone out to play as children, the mysterious woman had encountered them and chosen her as a disciple. However, because the Yang energy in her body was too abundant, she was unsuited to cultivating the mysterious woman's art, so master and disciple soon parted ways.

In the blink of an eye.

Several more hours passed.

Daybreak arrived.

Yi Xiaofeng and Wang Yanran stopped in a forest.

He told Wang Yanran to sleep first, while he took out the Nine Nether Prajna Skill and began cultivating.

This was the first level's cultivation method of the Nine Nether Prajna Skill. It contained a spell, the Nine Nether Seal.

Yi Xiaofeng first worked hard to memorize the first-level cultivation method. That way, he would not be afraid if the mysterious woman came to reclaim it.

The viewers watched with growing impatience:

"Can the camera zoom in? We can't see it!"

"The Nine Nether Prajna Skill looks incredible just from its name."

"Stop cultivating! A huge wave of enemies is chasing you!"

"One of the contestants can use tracking divination. He used one of Yi Xiaofeng's hairs to calculate his direction."

"Honestly, Yang Yu has some real skills. I thought he patted Yi Xiaofeng's shoulder earlier just to show off, but he was actually collecting hair."

"Dear viewers, the Show Team currently has no information whatsoever about the Nine Nether Prajna Skill. This secret manual may not have been meant to appear in the current script. Yi Xiaofeng has broken through the Show Team's preset scenario." The host's voice rang out, his tone filled with amazement.

Yi Xiaofeng had successfully led the contestants out of Pure Yang City and even stumbled upon a mysterious, powerful secret manual.

It was simply...

Awesome!

"However, contestant Yi Xiaofeng's situation is far from good. He has now become the target of every other contestant. Under contestant Yang Yu's leadership, the distance between both sides is closing."

"Meanwhile, the battle between Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao and the mysterious woman has shown us the terrifying combat power of the Cultivation World. Mountains can be moved, rivers can be severed. We hope that after the game's Public Beta begins, players will act cautiously and treat the Heavenly Dao Immortal Hero Game as a real world. Otherwise, they will suffer for it."

As the host introduced the game, he also warned the players.

The true purpose of this program was not ratings, but to familiarize the public with the Heavenly Dao Immortal Hero Game.

Once people entered the game, there would be no legal restraints and no live broadcast. Human nature would be revealed even more clearly.

Elsewhere.

Yi Xiaofeng discovered that the Nine Nether Prajna Skill was even harder to cultivate than he had imagined.

There were too many words, and he could not memorize them so easily.

On top of that, he had traveled a long distance and was truly exhausted.

So he put away the secret manual and began Qi Gathering cultivation.

For cultivators, Qi Gathering cultivation was rest. The spiritual energy within Yi Xiaofeng could circulate and sustain his body's functions.

After Wang Yanran had transferred her cultivation, she had become a mortal. Even with Qi Gathering, she needed a certain amount of time before she could successfully gather qi. Before that, she had to sleep and rest.

Three hours passed.

Noon arrived.

Wang Yanran woke up and quickly sat upright. "Let's go. I just had a nightmare. I dreamed we were caught."

Yi Xiaofeng opened his eyes and found it amusing.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw figures deep within the forest—quite a few of them!