Scheming

Scheming

Inside Jade Dust Hall.

Crack!

Lunar Yin energy churned, and the jade seat groaned as a fissure suddenly appeared across it.

Fang Qing, seated upon it, gave a cold snort. His eyes burst apart, leaving two empty sockets.

Then he formed a hand seal. Light shifted across his Law Body as threads of multicolored law wove themselves within his sockets, becoming a pair of eyes identical to the old ones.

"The Great Sun... As expected of someone beyond even a half-step Year Guardian. Merely glancing at his historical projection was enough to injure me..."

Fang Qing's admiration was sincere.

"But... he didn't seal the Profound Thunder Golden Seat here merely because Profound Thunder can dissolve yin and yang..."

His gaze swept across the Qi Refinement Way, and he spotted quite a few interesting things.

For instance, two fifth-rank True Spirits were hiding furtively in the Outer Sea.

And among humankind, a Spirit Transformation cultivator enjoyed masquerading as a mortal and wandering the world.

But none of that was as entertaining as Zhan Hongxiu preparing to seek a Golden Seat.

"She's seeking a Golden Seat? Then wouldn't her only choices be Lunar Yin or Cold Intercalation? Worse, her own path is Wood Virtue. If her Lunar Yin Divine Ability isn't strong enough, she might end up in a Guest Position..."

"Well, for a Spirit Transformation cultivator, even a Guest Position still means becoming an immortal..."

Fang Qing could not help making the remark. Then he thought of the Kitchen Lord, who had been outmaneuvered—the ancestor of the Supreme Unity Arcane Sect and the founder of All-Heaven Star Palace!

"Profound Thunder? Could that be the Golden Seat the Kitchen Lord wanted? No... he should have had plenty of time to claim it himself..."

He reviewed his own experiences and suddenly realized