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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 4: [Shuangsheng Dao Sect (Twin Rice Sect)]
Chapter 154 (409): [The Collapsing Ge Xiantong]
(154th of Volume 4)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Li Weiyi stood at the bow of the ship, raising his hand above his head.
"Boom!"
Seventy-two pillars of lightning descended from the heavens, forming the Thunderstrike Formation.
The surrounding waters began to boil.
Gathering all his spiritual energy back into his body, he murmured to himself, "Only seventy-two Thunderstrike Formations? Lu Cangsheng could cultivate thirty-six formations in the Five Seas Realm. He should have reached seventy-two by the Dao Seed Realm."
"His talent in thunder techniques is truly extraordinary. No wonder he's hailed as the Thundercloud Sect's greatest prodigy in a millennium."
"The true scriptures of the Nine Heavens Secret Treasury are indeed remarkable. Even a few days of study yields such profound insights."
Li Weiyi returned to the Divine Martial Tower and stored the purple jade tablet in his Blood Mud Space.
He then packed up all the scripture manuals from the bookshelves.
The other two volumes of Daoist scriptures were no exception.
The entire fifth floor of the Divine Martial Tower was completely emptied.
Zen Hai Guanwu, clad in crimson robes, arrived on the fifth floor.
Seeing the utterly barren chamber, she paused in surprise: "Are you planning to flee?"
Li Weiyi, aware that the commotion from his breakthrough had alerted her, chuckled.
"After risking everything to come to Phoenix Pavilion, I had to take something with me, right? What's the situation on your end?"
The vast majority of the texts in the Divine Martial Tower were collected during the Zen Hai Guanwu era.
Since she was about to undergo a Yang Marriage and collect her dowry, Li Weiyi didn't think it was excessive.
Zen Hai Guanwu broke through the formation, pushed open the window on the fifth floor of the Divine Martial Tower, and gazed at the expansive view outside.
Under the starlight, she could see the sprawling palaces and lush vegetation of the Phoenix Pavilion.
Below the mountain, the Spiritual River flowed into the distance, winding through a hundred miles of cities.
"I've found her!" she said, "But I can't awaken her. The Twin Rice Sect's headquarters must be maintaining their curse. Our only hope now is for the Zuoqiu Clan to quickly breach the Underground Immortal Mansion and destroy the altar."
The strategy Zen Hai Guanwu had agreed upon with his three masters was for the Zuoqiu Clan, the Jiu Li Clan, and other Southern Territory forces to confront the Twin Rice Sect.
Li Weiyi frowned: "Putting all our hopes on Yu Yaozhi alone is too passive!"
"Even if Yuyao can't awaken, you still have me, don't you?"
Zen Hai Guanwu turned, her smile radiant: "I've been curious. The day I asked if you'd return to Lingxiao City with me, you answered without a moment's hesitation. Why?"
Li Weiyi shook his head with a wry smile: "I can't answer that. I was afraid of making grand promises I couldn't keep. I was afraid of losing people, afraid of this life realm becoming the kind of place I despise, afraid of so many things."
"But what I fear most is that if I flee without fighting this time, I'll instinctively seek escape whenever faced with future difficulties and challenges, losing my ability to confront danger. When danger comes looking for me, I'll be utterly helpless."
"Zen Hai, I must cultivate an indomitable fighting spirit to reach the pinnacle of the Martial-Mystic Dao."
Zen Hai Guanwu gazed at him for a long moment, then nodded slowly.
"Time is running out. There are two urgent tasks we must undertake immediately. First, we must retrieve the Governor's Robe and Governor's Seal stored in the Inner Treasury. Activating them fully will significantly bolster the Imperial Court's strength."
Half of the Governor's Robes and Governor's Seals are stored in the Inner Treasury.
Li Weiyi said, "The Inner Treasury holds Lingxiao Palace's most precious resources, rivaling the national treasury in value. It's guarded with extreme vigilance, making entry nearly impossible. Retrieving the Governor's Robe and Governor's Seal from within is even more improbable. The Blood-Clad Grand Steward, one of the Imperial Court's Ten Transcendent Ones, oversees the Inner Treasury. Can we trust him?"
Zen Hai Guanwu said, "He's not the one I trust most! If I need to rely on a Transcendent's power to retrieve the Governor's Robe and Seal, I'll choose the one I trust above all others."
Li Weiyi didn't press her about which Transcendent she trusted most.
Instead, he asked, "What's the second matter?"
"Force the Monster Race, Twin Rice Sect, and Demon Kingdom to act prematurely. They must move immediately to disrupt their planned rhythm," Zen Hai Guanwu replied.
Li Weiyi nodded: "I'll handle it. The Jiu Li Hidden Sect is more than capable of this. We'll aim to eliminate all internal threats within a day, perhaps even half a day."
"A Transcendent will assist you on my end."
Zen Hai Guanwu seemed utterly confident in the person she was about to meet.
Li Weiyi countered, "The Six Thoughts Zen Temple and that traitor remain the greatest hidden dangers."
"In this world, perfection is an illusion. We must seek a sliver of possibility within the impossible."
Zen Hai Guanwu took a deep breath, her gaze lowered, and gently bit her crimson lip.
"There's actually a third matter... We could try embracing first, to see if we can rekindle that sense of intimacy..."
"Wouldn't that feel too forced?" Li Weiyi asked.
Zen Hai Guanwu replied, "It's better than maintaining this distance forever."
"Humans are strange creatures," Li Weiyi mused, "They can boast loudly about winning a beauty's heart, yet when they actually try to do something deliberately, their conscience feels like it's being tortured."
Li Weiyi stretched his arms, loosened his limbs, and walked over to her.
He stiffly pulled her into his arms, his entire body tense as he gazed at the night view below the mountain, his nose catching the fragrant scent of her hair.
[T/N: Hahaha, Romance between a Dead Spirit (Zen Hai Guanwu and also the Ancient Heavenly Emperor) and a living person (Li Weiyi). This is truly unique...]
Zen Hai Guanwu forced a casual smile: "I've heard many couples only meet for the first time on their wedding night. Though nervous, surely they still feel a sense of anticipation? Aren't we like newlyweds who have gone through all the rituals - engagement, betrothal gifts, wedding ceremony - and been ushered into the bridal chamber?"
A spiritual light flashed in Li Weiyi's eyes.
"You're right! I understand the problem now! I need to go through the proper steps, at least symbolically. We can skip the matchmaker and betrothal gifts, but we should at least have a witness to the marriage, right?"
Chan Hai Guanwu's delicate face lit up with an unusual radiance, her eyes narrowing slightly.
"Li Ling and the Seven Little Ones - let them officiate the wedding."
"Them? That's... odd. But it'll do! Sharing a cup of wine, bowing to heaven and earth, and preparing a bridal chamber - I think those are essential," Li Weiyi said.
"Do as you see fit," Zen Hai Guanwu replied.
"Actually, I have another question," Li Weiyi added.
Zen Hai Guanwu frowned: "Asking me about 'love' right now is too difficult. Just think of us as Dao Companions forced together by fate. The seeds of karma were sown aboard the Bronze Warship, beyond our control. Heaven itself decreed that you would fall upon my grave, that your blood would awaken me, and that I wouldn't be completely dead."
"No, no, that's not what I meant," Li Weiyi clarified, "I want to know: how exactly does one perform the secret technique of awakening the dead with blood?"
Their conversation quickly returned to cultivation.
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Ge Xiantong's eyes were vacant and filled with anguish, his body a soulless shell as he struggled to suppress his emotions while walking back toward the Cloud Mist Formation.
Over the past ten days, the Embroidered Robe Divine Guards guarding the formation had rotated countless times.
"Lord Ge!"
One of the guards called out to him, but Ge Xiantong seemed not to hear.
The formation opened a narrow gap, and Ge Xiantong stumbled through, his mind in a daze.
Reaching the foot of Phoenix Pavilion Mountain, tears streamed uncontrollably down his face. He pulled out a Jade Talisman and activated the Palace Gate formation.
After closing the Palace Gate and reactivating the formation, Ge Xiantong finally lost his composure.
He slammed his head violently against a nearby pillar, desperate to alleviate the pain and helplessness consuming him.
He dared not do this in public, fearing ridicule for his weakness and bringing shame upon the Great Palace Master.
"Master!"
Tears streamed down Ge Xiantong's face as he shouted toward the mountain peak.
As if all strength had drained from his body, he crawled up the steps, sobbing and crying out, "Master, please wake up... Open your eyes and see the Lingxiao Life Realm as it is now, see Lingxiao City as it is now..."
"The Western Territory has suffered a crushing defeat... The Zhu Sect has been destroyed!"
"The three provinces, home to hundreds of millions of people, have all become meals for the Monster Race... They're eating people! Great and small demons are rampaging through cities and towns, unstoppable, utterly unstoppable..."
"Battlefield blood, enemy-slaying blade, unyielding in chaotic times."
"Wilderness bones, formation-breaking halberd, all for a single seat in an era of prosperity."
"Only the Western Sea Slaves remain in the Western Territory, desperately holding on. If they fall... everything will be lost... everything will be lost. The Western Territory will be annihilated, and humans will live like two-legged sheep, no longer human..."
"The Snow Sword Tang Clan has seized Fengzhou, and the Crown Prince of the Demon Kingdom lords over Lingxiao City, his terrifying power overwhelming all. No one can stop him... I feel suffocated, desperate to fight to the death against the enemy. But I fear even death would be denied me, that I'd be captured alive and used against the Imperial Court, bringing shame upon you... Being the disciple of the Great Palace Master is unbearable. Everything I do is wrong, and I can do nothing right..."
"Master, speak! Why won't you speak...?"
Gathering all his courage, Ge Xiantong roared, "You caused this disaster! Why are you hiding... you... Li Weiyi..."
Ge Xiantong's mind went blank.
He wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeve, straightened his posture, and stared at the man and woman descending the mountain path, confirming they were real, not a hallucination.
Li Weiyi stopped at the top of the jade steps, grinning.
"Old Ge, why are you crying? You look so heartbroken!"
Ge Xiantong's eyes turned icy. He shifted his gaze from Li Weiyi to Zen Hai Guanwu beside him, recoiling in shock before erupting in fury.
"Li Weiyi, Zuoqiu Hongting! How did you two infiltrate the Phoenix Pavilion?"
"Whoosh!"
The Soaring Dragon Whip shot out from Ge Xiantong's Ancestor Field, unleashing a torrent of spiritual energy.
He immediately entered battle stance.
Li Weiyi paused, glanced behind him, and realized Zuoqiu Hongting wasn't there. His expression turned grave.
"What's the situation in the Western Territory?" he demanded.
"Zuoqiu Hongting, you've gone too far!" Ge Xiantong snapped, "Impersonating the Mist Emperor? Why didn't you impersonate my Master instead? You're utterly lawless!"
Zen Hai Guanwu glanced at Li Weiyi: "In his current state, he doesn't seem capable of rational discussion. Let's restrain him first to prevent him from disrupting our plans."
"Agreed," Li Weiyi replied.
Ge Xiantong knew he stood no chance against the combined power of Li Weiyi and Zuoqiu Hongting.
He immediately turned to flee.
The situation was utterly bizarre.
The Phoenix Pavilion's formation was rooted in the Mist Emperor's legacy - how could two mere juniors have breached it?
Even the Holy Spiritual King from the Zuoqiu Clan would find it impossible to silently penetrate the formation under the watchful eyes of the Second and Third Palace Masters. Such an attempt would be nothing short of delusional.
"Don't run, Old Ge. Let's talk," Li Weiyi called out, unleashing his Dao Heart Manifestation.
Spiritual energy coalesced into seven-clawed Flame Heavenly Dragons that surged forward to intercept Ge Xiantong.
Though Li Weiyi had been diligently studying Daoist scriptures and cultivating his Divine Pivot Dao Seed, his Wind Mansion Dragon Seed had advanced even more rapidly.
It had been continuously devouring the scriptures within the Immortality Golden Pill, pushing his cultivation to the peak of the fourth heaven of the Dao Seed Realm.
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END OF CHAPTER
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