Chapter 1106: Visitors from Shenwu Realm
For the Black Soul Divine Sect, this month had been a nightmare of falling into an abyss.
In just one short month, countless elite disciples had been killed or wounded, half of the eight great elders had been lost, Lei Qianfeng's seven sons had been successively poisoned to death, and the entire sect was left disgraced, losing all dignity and reputation. Yesterday, Lei Qianfeng's poison had also fully erupted; the sect's gates were tightly shut, and the atmosphere was oppressively tense.
And all of this was the doing of just a single person.
The name "Ling Yun" was like the brand of a demon, deeply engraved into the hearts and souls of every member of the Black Soul Sect, making them shudder with fear every time they remembered it.
The day was calm and sunny. Yun Che opened his eyes from meditation. During this period, he had been constantly engaging with the Black Soul Sect, treading carefully step by step, and naturally, he had neglected his cultivation. Now that Lei Qianfeng had been forced to his end, he should leave the Heiya Realm, focus all his efforts on finding the Nine-Star Buddha God Jade and the Royal Immortal Herb, and also must cultivate with full intensity.
The opening date of the Mysterious God Convention was drawing closer and closer.
Standing up, Yun Che looked toward the direction of the Black Soul Sect, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth: It was time to deliver some "warmth" to Lei Qianfeng again.
Yesterday, Lei Qianfeng's profound energy had suddenly erupted, then abruptly scattered along with an uncontrollable roar. This was clearly a violent outbreak of poison—exactly the result Yun Che most wanted to see, and it was also roughly within expectations.
This was not because Lei Qianfeng's emotional control was particularly fragile, but rather because of the successive defeats, humiliations, the deaths of all his sons, being poisoned by a sneak attack, and his most unspeakable shame being ruthlessly exposed to the public... Not to mention a person like Lei Qianfeng, even a living Buddha would probably be enraged to the point of ascending to heaven twice over.
Although Yun Che's methods were indeed somewhat despicable, he was alone, and his profound strength was only at the Divine Soul Realm. Facing the massive Black Soul Sect, his extreme anger could only be vented in this way. Moreover, the means he used were something only he could achieve in all the world. Therefore, Lei Qianfeng's fate was not undeserved.
Yun Che leaped into the air and quickly approached the direction of the Black Soul Sect. After yesterday's events, the Flood Dragon poison on Lei Qianfeng's body must have erupted and spread to a great extent. If, in the next two or three days, Lei Qianfeng still could not concentrate all his mind to suppress the poison, then with the further spread of the Flood Dragon poison, he would certainly die.
Entering the Black Soul Mountain Range, Yun Che lowered his body and moved through the eastern part of the range, gradually slowing down.
Today, the Black Soul Mountain Range was far from the excessive silence of the previous period. The roars of various profound beasts came from all directions, and hawks and falcons occasionally flew overhead. Yun Che frowned... There were actually no Black Soul Sect disciples lying in ambush on Black Soul Mountain today?
Could it be that yesterday's poison outbreak had poisoned Lei Qianfeng to the point of near death...? That shouldn't be, right?
Without relaxing his vigilance, Yun Che continued forward. Along the way, he indeed sensed no presence of any Black Soul Sect disciples. Then, he instinctively glanced toward the direction of the Black Soul Sect, and his brows suddenly twitched violently for no reason. As his vision blurred, he came to a complete stop.
This feeling was...
Just at the moment he had looked toward the Black Soul Sect, a strong sense of danger had suddenly struck him. It disappeared as quickly as he stopped, but an inexplicable unease continued to stir restlessly in his heart and soul.
Yun Che frowned deeply... Every time he approached the Black Soul Sect, he was enveloped by a sense of danger, because one careless misstep could mean certain death. But this time, it was unprecedentedly intense, as if what lay ahead was a bottomless abyss. If he continued to draw closer, he would fall into irredeemable disaster.
Yun Che dared not doubt the warning from his soul. He stood frozen in place, his eyes fixed on the direction of the Black Soul Sect, not moving for a long time.
Yesterday, he had almost pushed Lei Qianfeng to the brink of despair; with just a little more force, he could have sent him into the abyss of death. But if Lei Qianfeng were given a few days to catch his breath, everything achieved before might be completely undone, and there would never be another chance like this.
While he was still bewildered, he suddenly sensed a fluctuation of profound energy. He took out his sound transmission jade, and Ji Ruyan's voice came through, quite urgent.
"Brother Ling Yun, where are you now? Do not approach the Black Soul Sect! Last night, it seems someone of great importance arrived at the Black Soul Sect!"
Yun Che: "..."
"Although we can't yet confirm who it is, judging from the Black Soul Sect's formation, it is very likely someone from the Shenwu Realm! Brother Ling Yun must not approach the Black Soul Sect any further. It's best to change your appearance and get as far away as possible... Or you can temporarily come to the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce. The Black Soul Sect has never suspected any connection between you and us, so you should be safe here. We will immediately find out who that person is."
"..." Yun Che's face darkened. After a brief moment of thought, he stepped back, then turned and left.
So the sudden sense of danger was indeed not without reason.
Shenwu Realm... a person from an upper star realm, an existence he absolutely could not afford to provoke.
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Yun Che left the Black Soul Mountain Range, changed his appearance, arrived at Heiya City, and entered the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce.
"Brother Ling Yun!"
Soon after Yun Che arrived, a woman in purple silk dress hurried over. Her posture was serene, her temperament like water, her beauty moving. Beneath her willow-leaf brows, her bright eyes reflected a charming, soft light. Her hair was like clouds, tied with a light purple ribbon. Every gesture she made exuded elegance and nobility. It was Ji Ruyan.
Although they often communicated through sound transmission, Yun Che had never met her during this period.
Ji Ruyan was not alone; beside her was a middle-aged man who was not unfamiliar to Yun Che—it was Mr. Ji, whom he had met the first time he entered the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce! He was also Ji Ruyan's father, the supreme authority of the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce.
Completely different from the coldness he had shown when they first met, Mr. Ji quickly stepped forward, his face filled with irrepressible excitement. He then bowed deeply: "Brother Ling Yun, I, Mr. Ji, can never repay the great favor you have done for the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce. Please accept my bow first."
Yun Che's expression did not change. He said calmly, "Mr. Ji, there is no need for this. My actions against the Black Soul Sect were due to personal grievances and have nothing to do with your Black Feather Chamber of Commerce. On the contrary, Miss Ruyan has helped me a great deal. Moreover, the methods I could use have been exhausted. If the Black Soul Sect is not destroyed, you will still be under their control in the future."
"No," Mr. Ji slowly shook his head. "The Black Feather Chamber of Commerce, with its vast assets, fell into the claws of the Black Soul Sect. Over the years, I often could not sleep at night, feeling bitter and distressed, yet powerless to reverse it. Regardless of everything else, just the relief you have brought us by venting our anger is enough to comfort me for the rest of my life."
"Not only that," Ji Ruyan said with a light, charming smile. "The Black Soul Sect's prestige has plummeted. Lei Qianfeng's seven sons have all died, leaving no successor. After Lei Qianfeng, the marriage alliance between the Black Soul Sect and the Shenwu Realm will also be severed. There will likely be great internal strife due to power struggles. Perhaps by then, it will be the time for our Black Feather Chamber of Commerce to break free from its cage. And all this has been bestowed by Brother Ling Yun."
Mr. Ji's gaze was fixed on Yun Che, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply: "Brother Ling Yun, alone, you have driven a huge force like the Black Soul Sect to such a state. If I hadn't seen and heard it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it, even in my dreams. Ruyan once said you are from a lower realm, but in all the young people I have met in my life, none can compare to Brother Ling Yun."
Yun Che smiled casually. "Mr. Ji, you flatter me."
"Brother Ling Yun, there is already news from the Black Soul Sect," Ji Ruyan said with a serious expression. "It is indeed someone from the Shenwu Realm. They probably arrived at the Black Soul Sect around the Shen hour yesterday. If the information is correct, there are two of them."
"Only two?" Yun Che raised an eyebrow.
"Brother Ling Yun, do not underestimate them," Ji Ruyan said. "These two are definitely not mere messengers from the Shenwu Realm. They are... Wu Guike!"
"Wu Guike?" Yun Che's brows jumped.
A month ago, Ji Ruyan had mentioned this name to him with emphasis. Wu Guike, the son of the Shenwu Great Realm King. He was born of the Shenwu Great Realm King Wu Sanzun and Lei Qianfeng's younger sister, Lei Qianyu. Originally, because he was born of a lowly concubine, his status was mediocre, but after growing up, he displayed astonishing talent, and his position in the Shenwu Realm soared day by day.
He was Lei Qianfeng's direct nephew, and at the same time, he had become the greatest pillar of support for the Black Soul Divine Sect in the divine realm.
A son of a great realm king from an upper star realm... just this title alone was enough to terrify every living being in the Heiya Realm into silence.
"Wu Guike has extremely high talent. After revealing it, he received focused cultivation from Wu Sanzun. He is now just over thirty years old, yet his cultivation in the profound path is already at the astonishing Divine Spirit Realm. In this session of the Mysterious God Convention, he is sure to make a stunning impression," Ji Ruyan continued. "And as the son of the Shenwu Great Realm King, the person guarding him must be an extremely formidable figure. Most likely... a Divine Sovereign!"
"..." Yun Che was silent for a long time.
The Divine Tribulation Realm was already his greatest hope, yet Wu Guike, less than ten years older than him, was already at the terrifying Divine Spirit Realm.
This was the terror of an upper star realm.
There was only one person accompanying him. If it really was a Divine Sovereign-level powerhouse—a figure of the same caliber as Mu Bingyun—then his approaching the Black Soul Sect again would be outright suicide!
And if a Divine Sovereign were assisting on the side, the poison in Lei Qianfeng's body might be completely dispelled within a few days.
"Brother Ling Yun, no matter what, you must not approach the Black Soul Sect any further. Stay here for now. Once the people from the Shenwu Realm leave and the situation calms down, I will immediately arrange for you to go to the Tianji Realm," Ji Ruyan said sincerely. "You are a great benefactor to our Black Feather Chamber of Commerce. We would never harm you. If you have any requests, we will go through fire and water to fulfill them."
"..." Yun Che's chest rose and fell. Recalling how he had risked everything step by step, designing layer upon layer just to poison Lei Qianfeng, and now it was all coming to naught, he could not accept it.
"Very well." Yun Che heaved a heavy sigh. "Then I'll trouble you. I need a place where I can cultivate in peace."
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In the Black Soul Divine Sect, the atmosphere was grim.
The entire sect was eerily silent. The disciples stood in orderly ranks, the hall masters and elders stood in front, their waists bent and expressions fearful. The branch sect masters had also rushed over overnight, each standing solemnly upright.
Even though they were in their own sect, from the disciples to the elders, everyone held their breath, not daring to breathe too loudly, their nervous and fearful looks as if they were welcoming a descending god.
In the main hall, Lei Qianfeng sat upright, profound energy surging around him. Behind him stood a middle-aged man in black clothes, one hand pressed against Lei Qianfeng's back, his expression cold and hard. This state had continued for several hours.
Finally, Lei Qianfeng suddenly opened his eyes and, with a "waa," spat out a large mouthful of red blood. Where the blood splashed, the profound stones beneath melted layer by layer.
Lei Qianfeng fell to the ground, gasping heavily. After spitting out the red blood, his complexion gradually improved a lot. He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to the middle-aged man in black, saying with reverence and fear: "Lord Wu, your life-saving grace—I, Lei Qianfeng, will never forget it."
The man respectfully addressed as "Lord Wu" did not look at him. Instead, he frowned deeply and said, "What a formidable poison. Fortunately, the poison quantity was small and the time short; otherwise, even a divine physician could not save you."
"Then it's settled?" A slow but slightly languid voice came through.
By the window, a young man stood with his back to them, hands clasped behind him. He wore a white robe with blue patterns, and his long hair reached his waist. Though his face was not visible, an air of extraordinary nobility radiated from him, making even just his silhouette daunting to behold.
The middle-aged man in black immediately bowed slightly: "Reporting to young master, the poison in Sect Master Lei is extremely virulent. Although he is temporarily out of danger, it will take several days to completely remove it."
"Oh?" The young man's voice carried surprise. He slowly turned around, revealing a face of extraordinary handsomeness, as if carved from jade. The corner of his mouth tilted upward. "Uncle, it seems I arrived just in time. If I had delayed even a few more days, I might have been collecting your corpse."