Eternal Tale

In the distance at the bottom of the slope, Feng Jinyu paced back and forth, his face tense.

He tightly clutched an Image Stone in his hand, still pondering how to broach the subject in front of Brother Heling...

Suddenly, a man approached through the air, ”Brother Feng!”

Feng Jinyu looked up to see his close friend, Zhang Qingyun, smiling and cupping his hands, ”Brother Zhang.”

”Brother Feng, I saw Xu Chen and Chi Ye together tonight. I don’t know what they’re planning,” Zhang Qingyun said, discreetly putting away the Image Stone as he approached with a serious expression. ”But I heard from some friends that they might be plotting against Fellow Daoist Nangong.”

”Alright, her eldest brother is here today. I’ll go inform them immediately,” Feng Jinyu’s eyes sharpened as he prepared to head up the distant slope.

But Zhang Qingyun grabbed him, speaking in a low voice, ”Brother Feng, don’t you understand? Today...”

Swish!

Before he could finish, Feng Jinyu’s expression turned cold, and his life-bound magical artifact was instantly at Zhang Qingyun’s throat, mere inches away. ”Brother Zhang, haven’t you had enough of this charade over the years?”

”Brother Feng... what do you mean?!” Zhang Qingyun’s voice trembled, not out of fear for his life, but in shock—when had Feng Jinyu discovered his deception? He had never shown any flaw.Feng Jinyu snorted coldly, ”I never trusted you from the start. I was just using the incident with Xu Chen to test you one last time. A lackey of the Xu family, worthy of being my friend?”

Was Chi Ye really going to personally invite Xu Chen to act? Even if Nangong Heling himself came to invite him, it would be impossible for a woman of lower status to personally invite a cultivator of lower standing!

”What, do you plan to target me tonight, hoping Heling will come to my rescue?” Feng Jinyu sneered, as if the Feng family were not to be trifled with in this vast sea.

”Brother Feng... perhaps you’re overthinking this.”

Zhang Qingyun’s expression shifted dramatically. ”Their grudges have accumulated over the years. Being reprimanded by the Dao Child, how could Chi Ye not fight? What does this have to do with me?”

”Moreover, tonight’s grand event, the eldest brother of the Chi family from Youlong Dao Academy has come to seek justice for Chi Ye. They’re still in a fierce battle, surrounded by onlookers. I came to inform you out of goodwill, yet you suspect me?”

”Hahaha, Heling and Mu Qingyao went to listen to the Dao without informing me. Where did you hear this from?”

”Could it be that Heling personally informed you? If not Mu Qingyao inadvertently revealing it to you, then who else?”

”You’ve figured out my personality, deliberately arriving late to listen to the Dao, intentionally planting your people among the disciples, revealing killing intent towards me!”

”Alas, I was caught off guard and fell for your scheme!”

Feng Jinyu’s forehead bulged with veins, feeling utterly manipulated. ”What, haven’t you realized that all of this was orchestrated by Mu Qingyao?”

His eyes flashed with rage. They still wanted to exploit his previous duel’s failure to make Heling feel guilty for not knowing about it last time, forcing him to act this time.

New and old grudges combined, no one could say anything, nor intervene, just like her eldest brother causing trouble for the Dao Child.

Zhang Qingyun was shaken. He hadn’t seen so much beneath the surface.

Moreover, the Chi family and the Mu family had no connection. How did Feng Jinyu seem to stand on the clouds, overlooking everything?

Not even Chi Ye had seen through it so clearly. When did Mu Qingyao become involved?

Feng Jinyu’s lips curled into a cold smile, his expression dark and foreboding, a stark contrast to before.

”Brother Feng, it seems there’s been a misunderstanding between us. Let’s not linger here,” Zhang Qingyun retreated dozens of meters, cupping his hands as he prepared to escape into the air, eager to report back—something was amiss tonight.

”Trying to leave?!” Feng Jinyu’s body trembled, mana radiating in all directions, locking onto Zhang Qingyun.

Boom!

As soon as he spoke, Zhang Qingyun’s expression turned cold, and he suddenly struck, attempting to stop him. Feng Jinyu wasn’t enough.

However, from all directions, a group of Void Refinement cultivators with a chilling aura appeared.

Their eyes were cold, their immense mana surging around them, looking at Zhang Qingyun as if he were an ant.

Zhang Qingyun’s eyes widened in shock. What was happening?! Weren’t these people the guardians from the Dao Academy?

Zhang Qingyun was suppressed, spitting blood with a cry, kneeling with a look of bewilderment and disbelief.

Feng Jinyu respectfully cupped his hands to these seniors, all guardians recently arrived from Dongxuan Dao Academy, their strength formidable.

Zhang Qingyun’s eyes trembled. Why did it seem like Feng Jinyu was familiar with them? Had he been outmaneuvered?

”Take the Zhang family member. We have use for him.”

”Heh, Young Master Feng, thank you.”

”We’ll handle the Dao Academy’s explanation. He won’t die for now.”

...

Several women’s voices came, taking Zhang Qingyun away.

The Zhang family naturally coveted the garbage recycling plant, using him to the fullest, making the most of him.

”Farewell, seniors,” Feng Jinyu cupped his hands in farewell, sighing inwardly. As expected of cultivators from the Immortal Prison, they acted swiftly and decisively, capturing Dao Academy disciples without hesitation.

They walked the fine line of rules, but outside the academy, others played for keeps, on a completely different level... too terrifying.

Especially that unknown senior, whose few words through the communication disk enlightened him, most importantly preparing his Feng family mentally...

Feng Jinyu understood that in major matters, there was no room for hesitation. He quickly sent a message home to his mother.

He advised them to weigh the pros and cons, not to act rashly, to observe the situation, and to establish a connection.

That person was certainly not Brother Heling, but definitely someone from the Immortal Prison. As for what came next, it was up to the Feng family to connect with them... he lacked the qualifications.

He tidied his robes and waited again in the distance, his expression once more tinged with tension.

...

Great World of Taiyi, Boundless Heaven, desert.

Yuxuan soared into the sky, setting up a formation, yellow sand sweeping in all directions. She looked down at the two Great Ascension Venerables below, her voice cold, ”What, you dare block my path?”

”We mean no harm, having long heard of Venerable Yuxuan’s name, we only wish to meet.”

”The Yao Terrace Immortal Palace’s Dao techniques are renowned throughout the grand world. I, an old man, wish to discuss the Dao. Would the fairy grant me this honor?”

Their words were courteous, their forms twisted and indistinct, their identities and races unclear.

”Oh? It seems you two have lived too long.”

Yuxuan’s domineering words echoed in all directions, her demeanor suddenly becoming serene and composed, softly uttering two words, ”Seeking death.”

As she spoke, a majestic and terrifying female Dharma Aspect rose from the desert behind her, an overwhelming aura spreading, causing the surrounding heavens and earth to tremble under its pressure.

This female Dharma Aspect was like a blazing sun in the desert, its gaze deep and sharp, like a sword, able to see through all illusions, looking down at the two insignificant ants below.

Their robes billowed like a storm, and the power of the world’s rules descended upon this land, a great battle on the verge of breaking out.

Rumble!

The eight directions shook, the sand sea engulfing everything, obscuring the specifics, only the power of the Dao clashing fiercely in the void, intensely.