Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

This Qi Refining disciple named He Xin looked very respectful, but what he said made Huang Anhe's expression change.

His eyes turned cold and he said solemnly:

"Congratulations, I just asked you to kill a casual cultivator disciple in the secret realm. If you are like a lion, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

His words were extremely intense, and at the same time, he released a burst of powerful spiritual energy pressure, which flooded towards the congratulatory letter like a tide.

But under the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building monks, the congratulatory letter was like a spring breeze blowing on the face, with an upright figure and a smile on the corner of the mouth:

"Uncle Master is joking. Chen Yuan is very powerful. Although the disciples think that their methods are not weak, something unexpected happened during this trip to the secret realm. Top disciples from various sects will enter, and many people with extraordinary strength have signed up to participate. There are dangers everywhere. In such a dangerous environment, the disciple has to take the initiative to cause trouble for Chen Yuan. The risk is too great. Why would the lion say anything? If uncle doesn't add spiritual stones, please find someone else."

Huang Anhe's expression changed slightly, but the spiritual pressure emanating from his body became a little stronger, and he said coldly:

"You dare to break the contract, aren't you afraid of revenge from me, the Huang family?"

The congratulatory letter read:

"The Huang family is so powerful that my disciples are naturally afraid of it. However, I don't know whether I can come out alive from the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain. Master, I'd better stop threatening me with the Huang family. Besides, Chen Yuan killed Huang Yunchang and Huang Yundao. Aren’t you still alive and well?”

"Shu Zian dares to insult me, the Huang family! Do you think my precious halberd is harmful?"

Huang Anhe slapped the table and stood up. A ray of light flew out of his mouth and turned into a blue iron halberd. In a flash, it flew to the top of He Xin's head. The blade of the halberd was close to his heavenly spirit. It was full of evil and sharp.

The letter of congratulation was forced by the iron halberd. Life or death only depended on Huang Anhe's thoughts, but his expression remained unchanged and he smiled slightly:

"If the master wants to take action, the disciples will naturally be unable to resist, but the Law Enforcement Pavilion will not bypass the master, and in a hurry, it will be difficult for the master to find another person to kill Chen Yuan."

Huang Anhe's eyes flashed, he snorted coldly, took back his iron halberd, sat down again, and said:

"Fine, I'll spare you this time, but don't think that I can't do anything to you because I don't dare to kill you."

He was not losing his composure temporarily, but wanted to use a life-and-death crisis to disrupt He Xin's ambition.

But I didn't expect this person to be so strong. He didn't show any fear when the iron halberd came to him.

Since coercion is not possible, the only option is to talk.

Huang Anhe said:

"You also said that this trip to the secret realm is extremely dangerous. Perhaps Chen Yuan would have died in the secret realm without your intervention, but you asked me for more spiritual stones. What's the point of this?"

The congratulatory letter smiled and said:

"Otherwise, Chen Yuan's methods are not weak. If he is careful, he may still survive. However, with the spirit fox in my hand, I ambushed Chen Yuan in the secret realm, and with calculated calculations, he will definitely die."

Huang Anhe's expression softened a bit after hearing this.

After Huang Yundao died, Huang Linye became furious and sent two Huang family foundation-building monks to rob and kill Chen Yuan outside Lingyunfang City.

But the two waited for three months, and Chen Yuan still stayed in Fangshi and could only go back angrily. Huang Linye handed over the matter to Huang Anhe.

Huang Anhe also had no good ideas. After much deliberation, he found that only in the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain was the best opportunity to attack Chen Yuan.

He made many inquiries and learned that among the casual cultivators who entered the sect through the Immortal Ascension Conference this time, there was a man named He Xin who was very powerful. He had a spirit fox in his hand and had an extremely strong sense of smell. He could trace the traces of the cultivators before entering the Lingyun Sect. Before, he was famous for seeking revenge for others, and he never failed.

Huang Anhe came to the door and spent a thousand low-grade spiritual stones to ask him to kill Chen Yuan in the secret realm to avenge brothers Huang Yunchang and Huang Yundao.

The congratulatory letter readily agreed, and Huang Anhe paid 500 spiritual stones as a deposit in order to reassure himself.

Now he came to the door and asked for more spiritual stones at the last moment.

Although Huang Anhe was angry, the registration had ended at this time. No one from the Huang family participated in the trip to the secret realm. The disciples from the orthodox sect would not delay their search for the elixir because of this matter. The other disciples from the casual cultivator did not have a spirit fox in their hands. The strength is not as good as the congratulatory letter.

If he wanted to kill Chen Yuan, he could only borrow the help of He Xin.

He Xin also understood this and was confident.

Huang Anhe pondered for a moment and said:

"An additional five hundred spiritual stones will be added, but I will give them to you after the trip to the secret realm is over, and you must guarantee that Chen Yuan will never be allowed to walk out of the Dongxu Mountain secret realm alive."

The congratulatory letter smiled and said:

"Uncle, don't worry, my disciple has always been in good standing."

Huang Anhe snorted coldly:

"It's best this way. If you fail to do it, I have my own means waiting for you!"

The congratulatory letter smiled slightly, bowed to him, and turned to leave.

Huang Anhe raised his hand, opened the door of the cave, and let him go.

He was not threatening in vain. If He Xin dared to use the spirit stone to do nothing, he would let He Xin know what it meant to be unable to move even an inch.

He didn't bother Chen Yuan just because the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain was about to open.

Rather than making things difficult for Chen Yuan on trivial matters and making him wary, it would be better to solve the problem once and for all in the secret realm.

If the congratulatory letter fails to accomplish the matter, Huang Anhe has many means to cause trouble for the congratulatory letter.

…

Seven days before the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain was opened, Chen Yuan finally walked out of the Earth Fire Palace.

He handed back the mission token and a bottle of Yuhua Pill, received twenty good deeds, and then took out the nine bottles of Yuhua Pill that he had accumulated, and exchanged them for one hundred and forty good deeds, and ten pieces of Yuhua Dan Spirit Herb.

Coupled with the accumulation of previous alchemy tasks, Chen Yuan's good deeds exceeded 400, which is already a huge sum.

He drove the flying boat to the Talisman Pavilion, took out all his good deeds, and exchanged them for two low-grade spiritual talismans.

Including the five he got from Yi Jin, he has accumulated seven offensive low-grade spiritual talismans.

In addition to more than fifty magic talismans, even the master of talisman making may not have as many talismans as Chen Yuan.

After getting the spiritual talismans, Chen Yuan returned to the cave.

After refining the three furnaces of Yuhua Dan, the success rate still did not increase to 80%.

But his alchemy skills have improved a little and have stepped onto the threshold of 80%.

Unfortunately, the secret realm is about to open. If he is given another month, he has a hunch that he will definitely be able to break through this bottleneck and his alchemy skills will usher in a qualitative change.

Chen Yuan carefully put away the ten portions of Yuhua Dan spiritual herbs and put them in a separate storage bag.

These inconspicuous spiritual herbs will play a crucial role in whether this trip to the secret realm will be successful.

…

Seven days later, a long bell sounded throughout the Lingyun Sect’s mountain gate.

Chen Yuan had just attracted starlight to infuse his body last night, and was recovering his mana in the practice room. The sound of the bell rang directly through the cave's restrictions and came in.

Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, finished his practice and stood up.

This is the Tianshu Bell, a magic weapon of the Lingyun Sect. When the bell rang, it spread throughout the mountain gate, summoning the Qi-refining disciples who entered the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain to set off.

He carefully checked the storage bag on his body, took a deep breath, pushed open the door, drove the flying boat, and went to Lingyun Peak.

Lingyun Peak is about 900 feet high, sandwiched between a group of high peaks in the mountain gate, and looks ordinary.

But this mountain is the place where Lingyun Sect's founder Ling Yunzi practiced Taoism in seclusion. The tablets of the Yuanying ancestors of all generations are enshrined. The main hall of the head of the sect is also built on the top of this peak. It is the well-deserved first main peak of Lingyun Sect.

Chen Yuan came to the edge of the peak and landed the flying boat.

The peak is a very wide square, paved with white jade tiles, and the horizon is endless.

In the middle of the square, there is a very majestic hall.

At this time, Qi-refining disciples landed on the edge of the square one after another, gathered in groups of three or two, and walked towards the headmaster's hall.

To show respect to the headmaster, all disciples of Lingyun Sect must walk from the edge of the square to the headmaster's hall step by step, even the elders of Jindan must do so.

Only in emergencies can exceptions be made.

Chen Yuan landed the flying boat, attracting the attention of several people around him, and found that it was just a strange face, so they stopped paying attention.

Chen Yuan looked around and did not see Mo Jingchun's figure, so he stood there and waited silently.

A moment later, a hearty voice came into his ears:

"Junior Brother Chen, you are here quickly."

He looked back and saw Mo Jingchun driving a flying boat, riding the wind, his clothes fluttering, and his sleeves fluttering.

The flying boat stopped in front of Chen Yuan. Mo Jingchun stepped down and flew down the flying boat and put it away.

Chen Yuan bowed and said:

"Senior Brother Mo."

Mo Jingchun smiled and said:

"Let's go. Since the Tianshu bell has rung, the Jindan elders must have arrived. I just don't know which elder will lead the team this time."

The two came all the way to the headmaster's hall and waited outside the hall with other Qi-refining disciples.

A quarter of an hour later, all eighty-seven Qi-refining disciples gathered outside the headmaster's hall and stood in awe.

A moment later, two figures walked out of the headmaster's hall, followed by four or five foundation-building monks.

The two were one old and one young. The old man had gray hair and beard, was tall and strong, and was dressed in black clothes with a dignified look.

The young man was a young Taoist, wearing a black and white Taoist robe, with his hair loose, a handsome face, a smile on his lips, and a free and easy aura. He seemed to blend with the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Mo Jingchun was surprised when he saw the two of them:

"Two elders are accompanying us this time?"

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to ask, the old man said calmly:

"Are there any disciples who haven't arrived yet?"

A foundation-building cultivator behind him looked around and said with a bow:

"Elder, all eighty-seven disciples are here."

The old man nodded, stroked his storage bag, and eighty-seven streams of light appeared out of thin air, flying towards the disciples.

Everyone raised their hands to catch it, and the stream of light dissipated and turned into a jade slip.

"This is the map of the secret realm of Dongxu Mountain. You must remember it in your heart and collect spiritual herbs carefully. The top three people who harvest in this secret realm will be rewarded with three foundation-building pills, a low-grade spiritual weapon, twenty medium-grade spiritual stones, and two bottles of Zengyuan Pills!"

When the disciples heard this, they all showed joy in their eyes, and their fighting spirit was boosted.

Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly, raised his hand, and a stream of light flew out, came to the square, and turned into a hundred-foot flying boat, three feet above the ground, suspended in the air.

There is a three-story tower on the boat, with six corners, vermilion lacquer pillars, and a cave door and round windows.

His figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared on the flying boat, and shouted loudly:

"Hurry up and get on the boat!"

Upon hearing this, all the disciples performed the light body technique and rushed to the boat.

The young Taoist smiled casually, stepped on the ground, and his body was like a light feather, floating and landing on the boat.

The old man flicked his sleeves, and the flying boat slowly rose into the air and came in front of the ten-thousand-foot cloud wall.

He pinched the magic formula with his hand and shouted:

"Open!"

The white clouds slowly flowed to both sides, revealing a passage, and the flying boat drove into it.

Behind the flying boat, the white clouds filled the passage again, and the few foundation-building monks also drove away with the escape light.

The top of Lingyun Peak was silent again.

There will be another chapter in the evening. I wish you all a happy Spring Festival in advance, good luck in the Year of the Dragon, and all the best!