Chapter 478: Important Land of Fusang

"Here."

Pouting pitifully, Liu Ying held out the Jade Token in her hand. "This is the Celestial Mirror Order of Penglai Immortal Island. It’s the only thing that can open the way into Penglai Immortal Island."

Shen Daoxing remained impassive, unceremoniously reaching out and taking it. "This was mine to begin with."

But Liu Ying just covered her mouth and giggled, not looking the least bit embarrassed.

"Spit it out. What do you want?"

Shen Daoxing spoke again, his tone flat. He didn’t believe for a second that Liu Ying would be so kind as to return the Celestial Mirror Order for no reason.

Liu Ying couldn’t help but cover her mouth and let out a charming laugh. "Oh, my! You’re so clever, little Junior Brother. I can’t hide even my slightest intentions from you."

Then, Liu Ying paused before speaking again. "I wonder if you still remember your promise, little Junior Brother. You said that if I helped you win the Celestial Mirror Order, you’d do one thing for me. But since I didn’t really help much during the competition, we can just forget about it."

"However..."

As she spoke, Liu Ying smiled faintly. "Why don’t we cooperate again and explore Penglai Immortal Island together? It still holds quite a few secrets."

Clearly, Liu Ying had her own agenda. For the past few days, she had been searching for something on Pengze Immortal Island, but it seemed she ultimately found nothing.

Going to Penglai Immortal Island happened to align perfectly with Shen Daoxing’s own goals.

"Fine."

Shen Daoxing paused for a moment but did not refuse.

As for Liu Ying’s true purpose for going to Penglai Immortal Island, Shen Daoxing didn’t ask. He suspected she wouldn’t tell him even if he did.

「The next day.」

At the crack of dawn, Liu Ying arrived at Shen Daoxing’s main hall, already waiting at the entrance.

Shen Daoxing wasted no time. He mounted his Flying Sword, and together with Liu Ying, they flew away from Pengze Immortal Island.

Penglai Immortal Island was located to the east of Yun Meng Lake, deeper inside the lake and some distance from Pengze Immortal Island.

However, Shen Daoxing and Liu Ying traveled very quickly on their swords.

Before long, Shen Daoxing saw a white mist swirling before him, periodically pierced by biting gales. Faintly, through the haze, he saw an enormous, millstone-shaped Sky Island floating into view.

This Sky Island was roughly the same size as Pengze Immortal Island and oval in shape. However, unlike Pengze Immortal Island, Penglai Immortal Island’s four sides rose high, making the entire Sky Island resemble a massive volcanic crater.

In the center was a sunken basin, but instead of lava, it held a vast, shimmering lake that occupied the entire Immortal Island, its surface as smooth as glass.

And beneath this placid lake surface were countless reflections: towering ancient trees, layers of verdant foliage, and a lush green mountain forest. Faintly, one could even see magnificent jade pavilions nestled among the trees, wreathed in mist.

It all looked so real, as if it truly existed beneath the water’s surface.

No!

It all really did exist, right there beneath the lake.

Because Penglai was just such a magical Sky Island, and the Restriction over the lake’s surface could only be opened by Penglai’s Celestial Mirror Order.

Shen Daoxing and Liu Ying exchanged a glance. Without hesitation, they flew over on their swords.

However, just as the two of them landed their Flying Swords...

A sharp, reprimanding voice rang out. "Who goes there? This is a vital area of Fusang! Outsiders are not allowed!"

Immediately, Shen Daoxing saw four young men dressed as Fusang disciples step out and block his and Liu Ying’s path.

Shen Daoxing couldn’t help but frown. "Since when did Penglai Immortal Island become Fusang’s territory?"

Hearing this, the burly Fusang disciple in the lead flew into a rage. "How audacious! Who are you to mention that island by name? It ceased to exist long ago! This is now a vital area for Fusang, and all outsiders are forbidden. Scram! Get lost now if you know what’s good for you! Don’t force our hand!"

Shen Daoxing’s expression suddenly darkened. "Even I am not allowed?"

The burly lead disciple sized Shen Daoxing up, a contemptuous sneer on his lips. "You? Who the hell do you think you are? This is a vital area of Fusang! No one is allowed to enter! Now get lost!"

As he spoke, he thrust out a large hand, suddenly grabbing for Shen Daoxing’s neck.

Shen Daoxing’s brow furrowed deeply. He shook his head indifferently, simply extending a hand and lightly catching the burly disciple’s wrist, then giving it a slight twist.

"ARGH!"

The burly disciple cried out in alarm. His entire arm had been broken, and with a THUD, he involuntarily dropped to his knees, veins bulging on his face as he dripped with sweat.

Instantly, the other three disciples behind the burly one erupted in fury. With a ZING, they drew their swords. "How audacious! You dare to attack a disciple of Fusang! You’re courting death!"

At the same time, the sound of continuous footsteps echoed.

TAP, TAP, TAP!

More Fusang disciples ran out, completely surrounding Shen Daoxing and Liu Ying.

Seeing this, Liu Ying couldn’t help but cover her mouth and let out a charming laugh. "Hehehehe! You Fusang disciples are such idiots! You don’t even recognize the Island Master of this Immortal Island, yet you dare to attack him! Hehehehe, aren’t you just asking for trouble? What a bunch of fools!"

"Island Master?"

The Fusang disciples were suddenly stunned.

Then, one of the Fusang disciples seemed to realize something. "He... he’s Shen Daoxing!"

As he spoke, the disciple froze again. "No, it’s Island Master Shen."

At that very moment, Shen Daoxing’s face had already darkened. He slowly took a single step forward, and an aura of majestic pressure, as if from time immemorial, suddenly erupted from him.

In an instant, everyone felt as if a mountain of immense weight had crashed down upon them. With a GAG, they opened their mouths and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"THUD!"

"THUD!"

"THUD!"

...

Under Shen Daoxing’s towering presence, all the Fusang disciples were forced to their knees. Their faces turned deathly pale, and beads of sweat poured from their foreheads.

"Island... Island Master Shen!"

Suddenly, all the disciples’ eyes went wide.

"Please forgive us, Island Master Shen! We disciples were blind and failed to recognize your greatness! Please forgive us, Island Master Shen!"

"Please forgive us, Island Master Shen!"

At once, all the Fusang disciples knelt and begged for mercy.

"May I go in now?"

Shen Daoxing’s expression was indifferent as he looked down on them coldly.

"This..."

The Fusang disciples hesitated, glancing at each other, but they still showed no intention of moving aside.

"Hmph?"

Shen Daoxing’s brow furrowed so deeply it nearly formed a straight line.

Just then, a weary, aged voice rang out. "What is all this commotion about?"

Immediately, Shen Daoxing saw the Fusang elder, Xu Jin, slowly descend from the sky.

Upon seeing Xu Jin’s arrival, a disciple immediately stood up and whispered everything that had just happened into his ear.

After listening, Xu Jin paused for a moment. Then, his face broke into a smile, and he cautiously approached Shen Daoxing.

"Hehehe, my sincerest apologies! I never expected Island Master Shen to suddenly visit our Fusang. We have been poor hosts, please forgive us. However, Island Master Shen, this place is a Forbidden Land for our Fusang. No one is permitted to enter."