Chapter 935 - 659: Scattered

Boundless void.

A towering world tree spans the chaos, its branches drooping, carrying a myriad of realms and universes, suspended and fluctuating.

In the next moment, the tree’s green spirit light slowly twists, and two round, blazing golden suns appear out of thin air, condensing into a pair of golden vertical pupils, cold and majestic.

It is a Taigu Qinglong coiled atop the world tree, with its eyes overlooking the myriad worlds, seeing through the vicissitudes of life.

In an instant, the dragon’s spirit light surges, and the Qinglong sheds its form, transforming into a daoist priestess with a cold demeanor and ethereal Dao Rhyme.

Her brows furrow slightly, showing a hint of surprise:

"Oh? Just at the early stage of the Purple Mansion, yet able to break through my layout?"

"Who exactly dares to secretly sabotage my arrangement?"

The priestess immediately raises her hand, calculating the celestial secrets, but as her fingers move, her brows furrow even more.

The celestial secrets are chaotic, shrouded in mist, only barely revealing two vague messages: the intruder is not of the Golden Position, nor has Divine Techniques to break through.

"Could it be seeking gold for disaster?"

She shakes her head slightly, suppressing any stray thoughts.

"Never mind, since someone has broken through, I might as well harvest early."

"Without the Divine Technique of ’World’s Sorrow’ it’s fine; the ’Winged Flame Assignment’ must not escape, or it will greatly damage my future quest for golden enlightenment."

With that, the priestess’s form shifts, her body surrounded by green light that disperses, transforming into starlit flowing brilliance, dissolving into the void.

The incomparably vast world tree, along with the myriad small worlds it bears, vanishes into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

...

Divine Land Continent.

Within an ancient temple.

Master Great Feather bows respectfully to a young monk, his expression respectful:

"Pardon my disturbance, Master Wuchen, I humbly request you to intervene, to shield me from karma and disrupt the celestial secrets."

Wuchen looks at the visitor before him; the two were old acquaintances, and he once owed Master Great Feather a favor.

After a brief pause, he nods and agrees: "It can be done."

"Once I’ve helped with my Dharma Aspect, our debts will be settled, with no more owing each other."

With that, Wuchen retrieves an embedded, seven-treasure, flowing light-covered ruyi, a Purple Mansion Immortal Treasure handed down by his master — the Seven Treasure Ruyi.

This treasure harbors three profound secrets, specializing in karma shielding and celestial order inversion:

The first, ’Severing Fate,’ severs all causal connections between oneself and external calculations and probing.

The second, ’Sky Obfuscation,’ stirs up the surrounding celestial dynamics, obscuring fate and making others’ calculations vague.

The third, ’Concealing Trace,’ hides one’s Dao Rhyme and surrounding aura, erasing one’s presence in the void, making it difficult for ordinary Purple Mansion cultivators to detect anything.

Combined with Wuchen’s sect’s exclusive Secret Technique, the dual effects of concealing celestial secrets and hiding one’s presence are unparalleled.

Master Great Feather secretly feels envy.

Purple Mansion Immortal Treasures of such quality, even high-level individuals from the Golden Core Grand Sect might not possess, let alone those like him, an independent, solitary rogue cultivator.

But at this moment.

Wuchen’s body suddenly trembles, his throat sweetens, and he coughs up a mouthful of fresh blood on the spot.

He looks up abruptly, only to see a cold silhouette standing silently in the temple, undetected even by him.

Master Great Feather’s gaze freezes, staring hard at the four circles of Divine Technique radiance behind the priestess’s head, his face turning pale and ashen.

"Four Techniques Perfected... it’s a Purple Mansion Perfection grand master!"

With a heart of fear, he turns to flee, only to discover the space surrounding the temple has already been tightly sealed by invisible Dao Principles.

Forcing to tear through the void to escape, his body steps into the interlayer, only to be forcibly expelled by a vast power.

The thought of survival arises suddenly, and he quickly bows, his tone full of fear:

"Spare me, senior! I am willing to submit and serve you for eternity!"

The priestess’s gaze holds coldness, a light scoff, exceedingly indifferent:

"You dare?"

"You had thirty-three years of life left, but now you’ve ruined my grand plan, you’ll repay with your life."

Hearing this, rage swells within him, determined to fight with everything he has, even to spill the opponent’s Dao blood, never to die cowering.

But in the next moment, the priestess lightly points with her delicate finger, the four circles of Divine Technique radiance behind her head gently ripple, casting forth a small exquisite White Jade Pot that suspends in mid-air, its mouth exhaling spirit light.

"Get in!"

The faint command echoes.

Master Great Feather’s eyes instantly become vacant, and all thoughts of resistance vanish, obediently transforming into a stream of light, swiftly entering the Jade Pot.

Inside the pot.

His body gradually becomes transparent, the Purple Mansion Dharma body like countless white feathers scattering to the ground.

Eventually, all essence and spirit are forcibly extracted, condensed into one, leaving only a faint golden Divine Technique talisman.

It is the winged flame Divine Technique ’Winged Flame Assignment.’

Beside him, Master Wuchen witnesses the whole process, his heart instantly chilled with an icy dread.

Such a mighty Purple Mansion True Master, as if a naive infant, lured with a single word, powerless to resist, captured instantly.

Terrifying, indeed, is the incomprehensible power of a Purple Mansion Perfection grand master.

He recognizes the priestess’s identity, daring not to show any neglect, quickly bowing in greeting:

"Junior Wuchen, pays respects to Senior Jialuo."

Master Jialuo’s gaze slowly falls upon him, her tone flat, without delight or anger:

"Little monk, earlier your assistance nearly disrupted my grand plan."

"Considering the kindness of your sect’s ancestors, I spare your life."

"From now on, you will unconditionally carry out three tasks for me, with no refusal or disclosure."

With helpless bitterness filled in heart, Master Wuchen remains silent.

The tragic outcome of defying Senior Jialuo is right in front of him; he dares not show any rejection, and can only bow silently, accepting the tasks.

...

Meanwhile, deep within Great Feather Grotto Heaven.

Several Dao Foundation cultivators suddenly feel something, collectively looking toward the grotto’s core.

The perpetually burning Flame Mountain, unbeknownst to them, had completely extinguished, leaving only a plume of green smoke, an indescribable sorrow surging within.

"Master..."

Someone murmurs softly, with tears uncontrollably sliding down their cheeks.

Others glance at each other, both shocked and fearful, momentarily unsure of what to do.

Red Wood stands in front of the crowd, face solemn; suppressing his inner sorrow, he speaks gravely:

"Master’s sudden demise must be the work of a formidable enemy."

"Staying here will only lead us to be captured altogether."

"Fellow disciples, disperse at once, seek your own paths, hide your identities, and do not claim to be disciples of the grotto."

Although filled with grief, everyone understands the life-and-death stakes, not daring to hesitate.

They immediately nod, bowing with tears.

In the next moment, streams of light shoot from various parts of the grotto, scatttering into the sky, quickly disappearing beyond the horizon.

After the crowd disperses, Red Wood stands alone, looking at the extinguished Flame Mountain, sorrow still in his eyes, but also with determination.

He takes out a simple Jade Talisman, the True Inheritance Order given by Master Great Feather.

"Master..."

Red Wood murmurs softly, bows deeply, and transforms into a crimson stream of light, rushing straight to the core Secret Realm of the grotto.

With the True Inheritance Order, he easily breaks through the layers of restrictions and steps into the treasure vault of Great Feather Grotto Heaven.

The treasure vault is filled with spirit light, stacked with various spiritual materials, elixir pills, magical treasures, and several cultivation spells cherished by the master.

With a wave of his hand, Red Wood captures all the resources in the treasure vault, leaving nothing behind.

After emptying the vault, he dares not delay and quickly heads to the Array Hub in the grotto’s core.

"Go!"

Pressing the True Inheritance Order onto the Array Hub, he silently recites the spell.

In an instant, the entire Great Feather Grotto Heaven trembles violently, the spirit light of the protective array above the sky gradually dims and dissipates, the surrounding spatial barriers begin to contract and close.

The originally open void passage is completely sealed shut.

The entire grotto falls into a slumber, concealing within the crevice of heaven and earth, impossible for outsiders to search.