The Confucian Scholar in Blue
Just as Chen Changming entered Red Sky City, a scholar in a green robe suddenly flew over the Pure Yang Water Mansion River. This man had a fair complexion, no beard, a tall and slender figure, and an elegant demeanor.
He didn't exude any aura of cultivation, yet he gave off an exceptionally powerful feeling.
According to the divination, someone will likely break into the Pure Yang Water Mansion left behind by Master...
The scholar in the blue robe glanced at the deep abyss at the bottom of the river, then suddenly moved and flew in.
He entered the Pure Yang Water Mansion, treating the three True Disciple trials as nothing, and went straight to the stone chamber of the third trial.
"Strange, these are still the writings left behind by my Senior Brother and me. Has no one come in?"
The scholar in the blue robe opened his palm, and a small black insect flew out; this insect was Scent-Tracking Insect.
Buzz!
The Scent-Tracking Insect circled twice before landing back in the palm of the scholar in the blue robe.
"Heh, just left? It seems my junior brother has indeed been born. This divination was accurate, absolutely accurate..."
He chuckled softly, pushed open the stone door, broke through the formation, and left through the small teleportation array.
The next moment, the scholar in the blue robe appeared in the overgrown jungle.
"The Lesser Blood Sha Formation has been broken? My junior brother's strength is quite impressive..."
Looking at the destroyed battle flags, he exclaimed in admiration.
"Junior brother, I'd like to see who you are." He reached out and tried to retrieve the buried crystal ball, but his grasp missed.
"The four recording beads were actually discovered?"
The scholar in the blue robe paused slightly, his gaze becoming deep.
This junior brother is quite shrewd; he managed to uncover his elaborate backup plan.
He released Scent-Tracking Insect.
The Scent-Tracking Insect smelled the aroma in the stone chamber once again, and then flew off in a certain direction.
The scholar in the blue robe followed closely behind.
But when they reached the great river, all traces vanished.
Damn it!
The scholar in the blue robe suddenly waved his sleeve, his face darkening.
This junior disciple was extremely skilled in counter-tracking techniques and escaped by using the river water to conceal his presence.
"Heh, I don't believe you haven't left any clues. If I can't find you this time, it means you've earned the right to drink and chat with me, Situ Yun."
The scholar in the blue robe suddenly sneered, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of Scent-Tracking Insect flew out.
The Scent-Tracking Insect shared the scent, and then all the Scent-Tracking Insect buzzed away, continuing their search along the river upstream and downstream.
The scholar in the blue robe stared at the rushing river with a gloomy face, quietly waiting for Scent-Tracking Insect.
Half an hour later.
A Scent-Tracking Insect flew back.
"Found the scent?" The scholar in the blue robe was overjoyed. He followed the Scent-Tracking Insect for hundreds of miles and arrived at a mountain forest.
Scent-Tracking Insect flitted back and forth in a void, seemingly trying to express something.
The scholar in the blue robe had a gloomy expression and muttered, "This was the last trace of his aura, and then it completely disappeared. How did that happen? Could it be that my junior brother possesses such a treasure?"
He pondered for a moment, his expression softening slightly, and a smile gradually appeared, "Very well, this person is cautious and cunning, much like me. When he grows up, he can become my ally and we can work together to deal with that old bastard, Senior Brother..."
That brings us to this.
He suddenly sneered again, "It's a pity that I, Situ Yun, started cultivating hundreds of years later than that old geezer, so there's always a gap in cultivation level. Otherwise, why would I have sought someone to join forces with?"
Wouldn't it be better to monopolize the fortuitous opportunity of the Line of Sky all by yourself?
He let out a laugh like Night Owl, completely at odds with his refined demeanor. The laughter was chilling, making the Lin Kong feel cold.
With his hands behind his back, the scholar in the blue robe murmured, "The Line of Sky is a place that every disciple of the True Person Pure Yang must go to. So, once his strength increases, he will eventually come to where I am. We... will meet again sooner or later."
"If he proves to be a valuable asset, I will cooperate with him to fight against our Senior Brother; if he is not strong enough, then I will kill him to prevent him from further growth."
After saying that.
He took out a unique incense stick and lit it. In no time, all the Scent-Tracking Insect that had gone out to search returned. After putting away the Scent-Tracking Insect, the scholar in the blue robe soared into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.
No one knows where he came from or where he is going.
now.
Chen Changming sat in a bustling tavern in Red Sky City, ordered some wine and dishes, and was drinking by himself. He had no idea that Situ Yun would arrive so quickly.
If his Breath Concealment Technique hadn't been strengthened a third time, allowing him to successfully alter his physical aura, he wouldn't have been able to escape Situ Yun's clutches at all.
His cautious and meticulous nature inadvertently saved him from a calamity.
Chen Changming stayed in the tavern until nightfall before leaving. After leaving Red Sky City, he took off on his sword in a secluded spot, simultaneously restoring his Foundation Establishment Level 2 cultivation.
After the cultivation Immortal Realm of the Chu Kingdom was taken over by the major forces of the Zhao Kingdom, the first few years were indeed quite chaotic. However, as the territories of the major forces were consolidated, the entire cultivation Immortal Realm also stabilized.
Now, more than sixteen years have passed.
Within the Chu Kingdom, no force will be allowed to arbitrarily arrest people anymore.
Upon learning this news, Chen Changming breathed a sigh of relief. So, after leaving Red Sky City, he immediately restored his Foundation Establishment cultivation, flew on his sword, and headed straight for the Zhao Kingdom.
Three days later.
Chen Changming successfully entered the Zhao Kingdom through Green Rock City, a small border town between the two countries.
Inside Green Rock City, he bought a map of the Zhao Kingdom at a street market. On the map, he found Lingshui Mountain, and also the first place he wanted to go— Hidden Dragon Mountain.
Hidden Dragon Mountain is the gathering place of the three great Demon Beast of the Zhao Kingdom.
It is 10,000 li away from Green Rock City.
The main reason Chen Changming went to Hidden Dragon Mountain was to hunt some Demon Beast for food.
Not only does he, Body Cultivator, need to eat the flesh and blood of Demon Beast every day, but the Demon Spirit Vine and Silver Thread Heart-Devouring Insect in his Beast Taming Bracelet also require it.
Therefore, Chen Changming decided to first hunt down a sufficient number of Demon Beast at Hidden Dragon Mountain, and then go to Li Family Village in Lingshui Mountain to bury Li Xiushan's remains.
After leaving Green Rock City.
Chen Changming flew on his sword until nightfall, then stopped traveling.
The weather was not good at the moment; the sky was covered with dark clouds, and strong winds were blowing, as if a heavy rain was brewing between heaven and earth.
Chen Changming suddenly felt hungry. He landed from the air, quickly hunted a wild boar in the mountains, then found an abandoned temple and flew inside. After putting the black bear down, he lit a campfire.
Boom!
Thunder roared, and raindrops began to fall.
A stormy night, a dilapidated temple, a bonfire... The scene before him made Chen Changming pause for a moment, as if time had flowed back more than ten years to the mysterious grandfather and grandson he had met in the Yue Kingdom.
He used the Geng-Gold Sword to cut open the wild boar's body, cut off several pieces of meat, and roasted them over a fire.
Moved by the sight and feeling, Chen Changming decided he no longer wanted to be a wild man and decided to use the campfire to roast the wild boar meat before eating it.
Sparks flew from the campfire from time to time.
The aroma of meat wafted out.
Chen Changming stared at the roasted meat, somewhat lost in thought, when he heard an old man at the entrance of the dilapidated temple ask with a laugh, "Young man, your roasted meat is quite good. Could you roast an extra portion for my granddaughter?"