Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Both of them had already made up their minds. They would surely compete for the boy, but they would first fight to build a good relationship with the child in this mission to let him know who he could depend on and who was befitted to be his master.
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The next morning, Lang Fantian took Yun Yang and Shi Wuchen into the sky in a flash of gold. Behind them, Living Immortal Xiao Yushu and Steel-faced Life and Death Arbiter Gu Jiuxiao followed, as did Feng Guohai.
Where Yun Yang and Shi Wuchen could not see, Feng Guohai’s speed did not, at all, lack in comparison to that of Xiao Yushu and Gu Jiuxiao’s. His cultivation base was excellent, yet he had hidden it very well.
After a while, all six of them arrived at a mountain surrounded by a sea of clouds. Their surroundings were enshrouded by stretches of clouds that obscured everything. All three experts did not dare be careless, however, as they spread their deific senses and immediately extinguished any signs of life that were within an area covering thousands of miles.
“Brother Yun, I apologize. We would still like to validate the existence of Spirit’s Grave. Please try to understand this.”
Lang Fantian was still amicable, but all three men’s gazes towards Yun Yang were somehow covetous, causing the goosebumps to rise on the latter’s skin.
‘Do these three have some sort of fetish? Why are they looking at me like that?’
‘I am handsome and talented, elegant and alluring, a beautiful youth, but…’
“This is only a matter of course.”
Yun Yang was all smiles, not at all bored by the attention.
Under everyone’s stare, he sat cross-legged and circulated his mystical Qi to trigger his divine sense. Meanwhile, Emmie was long ready in its space!
It was no doubt that Emmie had to step out this time to complete this trick, thus both Emmie and Yun Yang treated the matter seriously.
This step was considered the most crucial step in Yun Yang’s entire plan; it was the link to success or failure. After all, he did not expect that he himself was also a coveted target aside from the Spirit’s Grave and Ethereal Amethyst that the other party would love to swallow whole!
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Lang Fantian stood facing the ocean of clouds with his arms resting against his back. He looked graceful – at least, he looked especially relaxed from the outside, but internally, he had already maneuvered his cultivation base to be on standby.
His deific senses observed everyone’s actions without missing any minor movements.
Indeed, he was not only watching Yun Yang, but was observing the entire situation. Based on Yun Yang’s lacking cultivation base, it was destined that he could not cause much trouble other than proving himself real or a fraud. Perhaps, it could be said that he was proving his own life or death.
What Lang Fantian wanted to observe was whether the others were dependable.
From what it seemed, those who were currently present were the most loyal people to the General Commerce League, but if the Spirit’s Grave did truly exist, the massive profit might cause some of that loyalty to waver.
Monetary gain was already sufficient to shake someone’s resolve – what was more, a lofty profit like this!
Therefore, what Lang Fantian wanted to do now was to ensure everything that happened next was thoroughly within grasp, that he would kill every possible threat and danger in its bud!
Xiao Yushu’s deific senses quietly spread as well, forming a void territory and building a divine sense barricade. Then, he silently slipped his divine sense into Yun Yang’s. What he had done, even across the whole Bound of Universe, was barely achievable.
Xiao Yushu’s unique cultivation method was ever-changing, able to transform according to his thoughts to a total replica of his wishes. Of course, the process required copious exhaustion; after all, he was using his deific senses to imitate and transform into the target’s divine sense… It was a serious matter. In spite of it, he could only do so despite the toll taken on him, given the significance of the current case.
This was also due to Yun Yang’s shallow cultivation base as an Honor. If the target were Shi Wuchen, Xiao Yushu might not dare slip into his deific consciousness so carelessly. He would have to make more preparations to back himself up.
Gu Jiuxiao remained rooted where he stood and did not look like he was using his divine senses as well. There was no movement from him, but his soul had actually left his body quietly to watch Yun Yang’s spirit undulate from another aspect in a mystical force.
The combined surveillance from all three men was enveloping and pervasive. To the three of them, at least, there was no one else in this world who could escape their supervision!
…
Yun Yang’s mystical Qi was being circulated to his extremities now.
Emmie was swaying in the deific consciousness space as well, its tendrils rising and falling slowly. Waves of blurry intents were being sent out continuously.
A flicker of saber light later, Yun Yang had cut his finger open as he whisked the pouring blood to the foggy clouds of the mountain.
Emmie’s force went into action subsequently, delivering at its maximum capacity.
Xiao Yushu, who had already strewn his divine senses around the location, was the first one to sense it. It felt like he had come into contact with a powerful and profound but unusual divine sense. At the same time, his deific consciousness that emulated and mixed alongside Yun Yang’s divine sense was separated at once just as it was touched by this strange divine sense.
Promptly, an unknown power led his deific consciousness straight to the borderless darkness… The feeling was like he had suddenly lost control while hovering in midair! In addition, Xiao Yushu could clearly judge that if his divine senses continued falling like this, it would shatter. When that happened, he who lost his deific consciousness would become a zombie…
With a yelp, Xiao Yushu pushed for his maximum strength to retract the divine sense that he unfurled. Thankfully, Yun Yang’s shallow cultivation base and the fact that the impersonating deific consciousness was only a small portion of his divine sense allowed him to salvage his teetering ability. In spite of this, Xiao Yushu broke out in cold sweat when his deific consciousness returned to him completely, huffing and puffing with a pale face.
Towards the end, the powerful and strange divine sense relayed a sense of an incredibly discontented aura.
Discontent…
The more Xiao Yushu recalled the more fear he was in.
‘That… that at least has to be a Divine Saint master who’s discontented with me… Ah!’
‘I – I – what should I do…’
Lang Fantian turned around, his gaze sharp as a hawk.
“What’s wrong?”
“My divine sense… My divine sense was pulled away… and tossed out… I was so close to death – so close!” Xiao Yushu muttered unblinkingly.
“Yun Yang did that to you?” asked Lang Fantian with a frown.
“No! It can’t be him!” Xiao Yushu was certain when he said, “Yun Yang didn’t even know that I snuck in after him… The force is something else… It feels like… like…”
“Like what?” Lang Fantian raised his eyebrow.
“Like it’s more powerful than the Palace Leader…”
Xiao Yushu was still sweating profusely, his eyes searching around in panic.
‘Where… where’s the master who could sweep the world off his feet? Is he looking at him?’
‘Will he punish me because of my offense? Will he kill me with a wave of his hand?’
Lang Fantian felt a shudder course through him as he heard what was being said, his soul almost leaving his body from the shock.
More powerful than the Palace Leader!
Cold sweat drenched Lang Fantian as well.
