MF-novel Chapter 564 - 530 Step 2
Chapter 564 - 530 Step 2
’He doesn’t want to cultivate you into a Spirit General, but instead... Since you are marked by the deity, as long as you don’t feel disgust, fear, or resistance towards it, the stronger you become, the stronger his Void will also become.
The strength of the Void determines the strength of the deity itself. So....’
"In other words, the stronger I get, the stronger he gets?" Zhang Rongfang said directly.
"Correct. You have seen his true form, so your existence will also benefit him." Bai Lin replied.
"What about you? I’ve also seen your true form, will you benefit too?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly asked.
"....." Bai Lin remained silent, falling completely silent.
From her silence, Zhang Rongfang got his answer.
He thought it strange that Bai Lin was so desperate earlier, but later became more cooperative and shared everything.
Turns out there’s also this kind of effect.
In this case, if I fight other deities in the future and see their true forms, the stronger I become, the stronger they become. How should I deal with this?
He pondered a solution in his heart.
At this moment, the surrounding white fog dissipated, and Zhang Rongfang stood up, placing the Blood God statue back in the box next to the Wish Girl’s Bell.
Then he walked out of the cave.
Suddenly, he lifted his hand and pressed his fingertip against his skin firmly.
Sshh.
As soon as the blood trace appeared, a few drops of fresh blood splattered out.
The wound healed in an instant, in less than a second.
But Zhang Rongfang didn’t care about the wound; he was looking at the three drops of blood he deliberately spilled.
As those three drops fell onto the stone ground, they began to move again.
Although very slowly, they were indeed moving.
’As expected.....’ Zhang Rongfang waited silently by the side.
Time passed bit by bit.
The three drops of blood continued for more than half an hour before they slowly stopped. They stopped because the wind finally dried them out, rendering them unable to move.
Standing up, Zhang Rongfang sighed softly.
Having reached five hundred life points, he was becoming increasingly unlike a human....
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Deep night.
Outside Wushan Prefecture, at this moment, a white-clothed figure swiftly approached.
In the heavy snow, this person moved like a drifting cloud, silent and light, crossing dozens of meters in an instant, heading toward the tall city wall.
With a light tap of the toes, the white-clothed person seemed to walk on flat ground, quickly moving up the wall vertically.
Reaching the top of the wall, they made a light leap, big sleeves fluttering, landing gently on the rooftop of a nearby tavern inside the city.
Someone had been waiting there for a long time.
Upon seeing the white-clothed person, that person folded their fists and saluted.
"The student greets the teacher."
The white-clothed person stood still, revealing an elderly face that was thin but full of spirit.
"Have you investigated clearly? Where is the person? The one chosen by the Yi Vein."
"The inheritor... is in an official’s house in the city. This person seems to have no significant background. The student is also a bit puzzled as to why the Yi Vein would choose this person...?" the person in charge of receiving responded in confusion.
"The location of the Human Immortal Temple has already been investigated?" the elder asked again.
"It’s clear. It’s outside the city. Usually, it’s estimated that the people from the temple hide and rest inside the city. As long as we show our intentions and don’t escalate the incident, a quick resolution won’t be a problem." the person in charge of receiving answered.
"Excellent. Now, the inheritor should already have the Gentleman’s Sword Bell. The sword bell has not appeared for decades." the elder nodded. "Let’s go, lead the way, and tonight, retrieve the sword bell."
"What should be done with the inheritor?" the person in charge couldn’t help but ask.
"Although the Gentleman’s Sword comes from the Seven Veins, it can no longer protect it. Now, throwing out the sword bell is to let outsiders fight it out for victory. The inheritor, burdened by ambition and deluded by greed, is destined for this calamity." the elder stroked his beard and said.
He looked up at the night sky.
He pondered for a moment.
"Since I have come in person, it is to curtail the variables of Dongfang Mu and the Human Immortal Temple. Let’s go, let’s finish this early, and then we can find your master for a drink."
"Yes."
With those words, the two of them rose into the air at the same time, heading towards the Mu Chi residence in the city.
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Mu Chi residence.
Zhang Rongyu abruptly woke from her sleep.
She instinctively reached for her son on the small bed beside her, making sure he had just turned over and hadn’t woken up, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Someone is here." A deep female voice came from outside the window.
"Over at the teacher’s side..." Zhang Rongyu instinctively thought of the underground palace of Yi Vein.
"Yi Vein will not take action; this is your own test. From the moment you accepted the eligibility of the inheritor, you had to bear the responsibility of being a Guardian yourself. This is a setback, a tempering, and also a storm."
The woman replied from outside the window.
Zhang Rongyu took a deep breath.
Having painstakingly come this far, she had no intention of turning back.
If she lost this time, it would be nothing more than death.
From the beginning, walking all the way to now, she was already accustomed to this kind of trial-like gamble.
"If I fail, will I die?" she asked softly.
"Not only will you die, but your entire family will also die." the woman replied.
"My husband is the heir of a noble Spirit People family... he..." Zhang Rongyu couldn’t help but speak again.
"That depends on who comes." The woman said, "If it’s other contenders, you’ll most likely end up like last time, your son crippled and the sword bell taken.
But if they are from the Scholar’s Palace... The current Scholar’s Palace is already a massive entity mixed with Spirit People, noble families, and the royal family. In the Great Spirit, it’s a gigantic force second only to the Grand Alliance.
It’s just that they’ve always adhered to neutrality, only teaching and doing scholarship without getting involved in politics, so they are isolated from the world.
However, the Scholar’s Palace gathers excellent descendants of Spirit People noble families, and children of noble families and the royal family are also among them. So, even though Great Spirit has rules against scholars holding office, no one can ignore the value of knowledge."
The woman paused.
"Thus, those who impart knowledge are different from ordinary scholars. They are even different from the descendants of Seven Veins or those like Eastern Castle in terms of great scholars."
Zhang Rongyu was silent.
She seemed to understand the other person’s meaning.
The Scholar’s Palace was already not considered a pure Confucian force; in essence, it also included the Spirit Court.
They are searching for the Seven Sages Sword everywhere, intending, perhaps, to disrupt the revival of Confucianism.
After all, Confucianism has no bloodline inheritance, only recognition in terms of scholarship.
If someone learns Confucian ideas and is willing to recognize their own stance and viewpoint, then he is a scholar.
So it is actually very difficult to wipe out Confucianism completely.
The Spirit Court established the Scholar’s Palace, and their original intent is likely to internally undermine the core of Confucianism.
"Almost there. Very fast!" Suddenly, the voice of the woman outside the window sunk, seemingly with surprise.
"Everything is entrusted to you, senior." After several assassination attempts, Zhang Rongyu understood that merely relying on the few skilled people in Mu Chi’s mansion could not possibly withstand the attacks of Confucianism.
So this time, she had her husband leave right at the start, not sleeping in the same room.
Around the room courtyard, extremely strict defensive measures were also arranged.
Several consecrators were there, including the senior who had assisted her before, now residing in a side room, ready to act at any moment.
Now... finally, the test would come.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, with a slight sound, the female senior outside the window leapt, quickly heading outside.
"Assassins!!" A shout exploded outside the window.
Above the courtyard, a similarly white-robed woman soared into the air, directly confronting the approaching white-robed old man.
"Gu Wu Scholar’s Palace Mr. Chang Xueyi?!" As soon as the woman saw the old man, she recognized who he was and immediately felt a tremor in her heart, sensing trouble.
"Lady Zhao? I didn’t expect you to be here too." The old man quietly held his beard.
"What? You want to stop me? Step aside."
The woman fell silent but her body did not budge.
She knew she was far from being the other’s match, but... since she had promised, she had to fulfill it.
Years ago, she was spared by Zhang Rongyu, and hence survived. Now, no matter the reason, she must do what needs to be done!
Hiss...
She slowly drew the soft sword from her waist, suddenly stiffened it, pointing at the other.
"Mr. Chang, born of the Yi Vein, do you remember the oath you took when you entered?"
"Oath? Mere words." Chang Xueyi remained unchanged, "I am not Northern People at all, but Spirit People, and was sent to infiltrate the Yi Vein to change identities."
He glanced at the strong woman opposite.
"I’ll say it again, step aside."
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At this moment, in the gaps between distant houses inside the city.
A dark red figure swiftly zipped across, gradually slowing down, stopping atop a building just ten meters away from Mu Chi’s mansion, looking out at the confrontation between the two.
The newcomer was Zhang Rongfang, who had just arrived from Wish Girl Gorge.
The expert he sent informed Zhang Rongfang as soon as the Gu Wu Scholar’s Palace people entered the city.
This led to him waking up abruptly and rushing to the vicinity, monitoring both the attacker and the defenders.
"How is the current situation?" Zhang Rongfang asked the expert from Human Immortal Temple beside him, Shadow Daoist, while watching the distant confrontation.
"For now, it’s still okay. There are only two attackers, and many people on the defense side, including several experts, should quickly resolve it." Shadow Daoist replied. "It should be like last time, not much of a problem."
Just as he finished speaking, the old man’s white figure flickered quickly, dashing past the strong woman.
The woman raised her hand for a palm strike, but it missed completely, landing elsewhere.
She was instead hit on the shoulder by the old man’s palm, tumbling over.
"Grandmaster!? This is still not much of a problem??" Zhang Rongfang’s expression cooled, rushing silently from below toward Mu Chi’s mansion.
Shadow Daoist was also stunned, entirely unprepared for the old man’s strength.
Meanwhile, Zhang Rongfang had already traversed through the buildings, entered from the side door, and quickly arrived at the courtyard adjacent to his sister, stopping among the guards, fixing his gaze on the white-robed old man.
The old man was like an arrow piercing through layers of defenses, continuously leaping upward.
Zhang Rongyu arranged crossbow arrow rain, all swept away with a casual wave.
The old man was getting closer, and closer.
Zhang Rongyu stepped out of her room, her face pale, almost drained of color.
"How dare you!!"
At this moment, several consecrators sprang up, facing Chang Xueyi.
But the gap between them was too great; in just one move, several were defeated, falling to the ground unsettled.
By this time, numerous guards in Mu Chi’s mansion were awakened, lifting torches around, brandishing weapons, ready for battle.
But that old man broke through too quickly.
Ordinary soldiers were utterly ineffective against him. With a few quick steps, he breached the soldiers’ crossbow arrow blockade, approaching Zhang Rongyu’s courtyard.
At this moment, only an open ground remained between him and Zhang Rongyu.
"Senior, if I hand over the sword bell, will you bypass me?" Zhang Rongyu gritted her teeth.
"If you knew it would come to this, why did you start?" The old man paused his steps, glanced at Zhang Rongyu.
Suddenly, he sighed and his form flashed straight forward, reaching out towards her.