Chapter 951 - 300: A Drop of Treasure Blood (Part 4)

Seeing his father’s expression so grave, Shen Wen’an immediately nodded. "Father, rest assured, your son understands."

"Go."

"I still have to make preparations for the final step."

"You two just focus on facing the tribulation. Everything else is already within your father’s grasp; there’s no need to distract yourselves with other concerns."

Shen Yuan waved his hand, a deep, unshakable confidence on his face.

The two brothers saw this, silently exchanged a glance, and both felt that their father’s aging frame suddenly seemed straight and towering in that moment, like a pillar propping up the heavens, firmly holding aloft this world on the verge of overturning.

The brothers cupped their hands respectfully, then withdrew from Black Water Pavilion.

At the same time, the situation outside the city was growing ever more tense.

In the direction of Hidden Dragon Mountain, the great battle between Cyan Moon Dao Sect and the Golden Palace Secret Realm seemed to have already come to an end.

No one knew which side had ultimately won.

Qin Buyu, standing high above Yunshui City, only saw those cultivators who had earlier watched the battle in the mountain, intending to fish in troubled waters for advantage, now all fleeing back in disarray and gathering on the southern bank of Laishui River.

From this it could be seen that the victorious side among Cyan Moon Dao Sect and the Golden Palace Secret Realm had not suffered severe losses, and could still intimidate those around them harboring ill intent.

And these cultivators who had fled out, added to those originally staying on the southern bank of Laishui River, brought the number of Nascent Soul True Monarchs to more than twenty; the Golden Core Purple Mansion experts and various old monsters who had come to broaden their juniors’ horizons numbered over two hundred.

A great many cultivators gathered together, with constant frictions and sparring.

Some juniors from powerful forces were especially fearless of heaven and earth, frequently crossing the riverbank, running into Laishui River to probe Qin Buyu’s bottom line.

At this time Qin Buyu simply did not dare to make a move, afraid of provoking an overreaction from the other side and thereby triggering a melee.

After all, Xu Xiu had said he was to hold on for about a month.

After that month, Feng Jingyang, Lu Benshui, and that old dragon once raised by the Dragon Taming Clan would be sent to help.

By then, if their side had four Nascent Soul True Monarchs, even if those people on the other side started fighting, they would not dare let the flames of war spread to Yunshui City.

Yet Qin Buyu had overlooked one thing.

The more he shrank back, the more he feared igniting conflict, the more those cultivators on the opposite bank acted with complete disregard.

At first it was only some lawless juniors sparring in the air above Laishui River; when they occasionally slipped, some Techniques might even spill over to cloud the South City Gate of Yunshui City.

But Qin Buyu’s forbearance made them grow bolder bit by bit.

More and more Golden Core cultivators were frequently wandering over Laishui River, or else running into the river to catch some fish-type Demon Beasts.

By yesterday, there were already Nascent Soul True Monarchs who could no longer endure the boredom and personally entered the river intending to search for Exotic Treasures.

In response, Qin Buyu could only watch helplessly, not daring to interfere in the slightest.

"Forget it, forget it!"

"It’s just an ordinary great river. What good things could it possibly hide?"

"That old Dragon Taming beast lived here for hundreds of years. If there really were good things, he would have taken them long ago—how could they still be left for these jackals and wolves?"

"If they want to search, let them search. I do not care..."

Watching the crowds on the opposite bank already going in and out of Laishui River repeatedly, Qin Buyu, who had originally treated the Exotic Treasure in this river as forbidden meat, could only keep consoling himself, truly grasping the essence of the ’spiritual victory method’.

The things in this river are beneath my notice!

If you want them, go and search!

At first Qin Buyu still felt unwilling, but after several days of continuous self-suggestion, he had already developed the mindset of watching a play.

Seeing one after another Golden Core Purple Mansion cultivator, and even old monsters of the Nascent Soul True Monarch Realm, going in and out of the surging currents, yet all ultimately returning disappointed, he felt quite delighted.

"Heavenly and Earthly Treasures are given to those fated for them."

"This Exotic Treasure at the riverbed possesses such Spiritual nature; perhaps it is waiting for a fated one such as myself."

"When Brother Jingyang and Brother Benshui arrive, I must also find a time to go and try my luck..."

Watching everyone search in vain, Qin Buyu up in the clouds could not help giving rise to fantasies.

He was lost in his fantasies and forgot one thing.

Among the many cultivators on the opposite bank of the river, there were more than twenty Nascent Soul True Monarchs.

Knowing there was an Exotic Treasure in the river yet repeatedly searching without finding it—how could these Nascent Soul True Monarchs easily let the matter go?

After more than ten days of fruitless searching, those Nascent Soul True Monarchs also grew furious.

Several old monsters discussed it for a while and decided to use a move of ’drawing the firewood from under the cauldron’.

That day, Qin Buyu was just about to continue watching the spectacle when he suddenly saw a woman in a crimson long dress, holding a treasure fan of water and fire, riding beneath her on a celestial white crane, arrive above Laishui River.

That woman first glanced at Qin Buyu, then rose from the back of the celestial white crane, and with the water-fire treasure fan in hand, gave a sudden mighty sweep toward the surging Laishui River below!

Boom!

A terrifying beam of Spirit Light burst forth from the surface of the water-fire treasure fan!

In the next instant, a great mass of water from the raging Laishui River was guided by that beam of Spirit Light, crashing toward the Vast Misty Mountain on the southern bank!

The river water was blocked by the beam of Spirit Light, causing the water level of this stretch of the river near Yunshui City to plummet sharply.

"Fellow Daoist Li, it’s your turn."

The woman maintained the water-fire treasure fan while speaking softly toward the bank.

In the next moment, another figure flew over from the southern bank of Laishui River—a Daoist elder in an earth-yellow robe, holding a Mountain Peak Seal in his hand.

After the elder came to hover over Laishui River, he directly hurled the Mountain Peak Seal in his hand into the great river below!

Once the Mountain Peak Seal entered the water it swelled explosively, like a mountain suddenly growing out of nothing; in the blink of an eye it clogged the several-thousand-zhang-wide great river completely!

One end of the river was blocked by the woman’s water-fire treasure fan, while this end was completely sealed off by the mountain formed from the seal in the elder’s hand.