A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 140 - 117: Treasure Hunting in the Sea Abyss

Yinn Hongbo nodded: "It seems that the Shuangye Alliance Leader, Yunshan Sect Leader Lu Qian is also a cunning and treacherous person. It’s possible he deliberately didn’t station disciples within the territory to mislead us... Wait, he only has Qi Cultivation, it might be that he’s just a puppet pushed to the front by a Foundation Establishment behind the scenes."

The Elders thought more about it, and it made sense to them, praising the Sect Leader’s foresight and straightforwardness.

Zhuang Qing said gravely: "Regardless, with the establishment of the Shuangye Alliance, the southern end of Chongming County has become united. I wonder what the Shuangye Alliance’s next move is? If they just want to protect their borders, naturally, there will be no problem. But if they wish to expand, we and the Shahe Gang will be in trouble. I think we should find a way to make contact with them."

"And Fatty Han is busy with who knows what. I sent him a message, and he turned it back on us, asking us to investigate first." Yinn Hongbo’s face was full of anger, "Does he really think of our Spirit Talisman Sect as a pawn of their Shahe Gang? When we were dominating Chongming County, Shahe Gang was still there playing in the sand!"

He vented his anger, but ultimately the situation was beyond anyone’s control; presently their side was considerably weaker against Shahe Gang, and their Mountain Gate was indeed closer to Bichao Mountain than Shahe Gang’s, so they had no choice but to accept it grudgingly. At this point, Yinn Hongbo further instructed the intelligence gathered to be sent to the Shahe Gang to see how they intended to respond.

After a few more hours passed, the reply from Shahe Gang still did not arrive, but the disciples guarding the Mountain Gate presented a letter. A letter from the Yunshan Sect.

Yinn Hongbo furrowed his brow: "Where is the Yunshan Sect envoy?"

"Sect Leader, the envoy refused to stay, delivered the letter, and left."

"Being cautious indeed." Yinn Hongbo shook the letter open and began reading.

Upon sending out the letter, Lu Qian felt the urgency of time pressing down, instructing disciples to inform Jiang Qingfeng, Tan Hong, and Zhang Lemei to ensure smooth interfacing with the Elders, and finding some time each day to lead the disciples in practicing with the two Floating Battleships.

Floating Battleships can entirely run on Spirit Stone power, so even Early-Stage Qi Cultivation disciples can operate them. Though "when the cannon roars, it costs a thousand gold," these Spirit Stone Cannons are extremely costly, but using Spirit Stones to save the disciples’ lives is ultimately worthwhile.

Then, Lu Qian didn’t mind the gradually darkening sky and went to ask Fairy Nishang to take him to Plum Blossom Marketplace.

The key carved with "Sea Abyss Pavilion" was still waiting for him to use.

Currently, Bichao Mountain is a thousand four or five hundred miles away from Plum Blossom Marketplace. With Fairy Nishang leading the way, safety is assured, and the travel time greatly reduced.

This time Fairy Nishang was surprisingly agreeable, as she herself was interested in what kind of supplies the mysterious figure on the Illusory Sound Treasure Conch had sent. Without further ado, she grabbed Lu Qian’s collar, and with a whoosh, soared into the sky, transforming into a dazzling trail of fire, piercing the night sky, heading towards Plum Blossom Marketplace.

"My neck is going to break! Elder Guh, can you bring me in another way?"

"...You’re such a bother."

Fairy Nishang let go, Lu Qian screamed as he plunged from the clouds, with inertia, hurtling hard towards a high mountain.

"Fairy Nishang, I——" before the last word popped out, Lu Qian’s arm was grabbed by Fairy Nishang, soaring upwards once more.

"What were you shouting just now?" Fairy Nishang’s gaze was extremely dangerous.

"I quite like this way of flying." Lu Qian forced a smile onto his pale face, "If it were a bit gentler, it would be better."

The firelight surged, Fairy Nishang’s speed increased, Lu Qian just felt his body swaying like noodle strings.

I regret it, truly, next time I’d rather drop dead than have the Mad Fairy take me again.

An hour and a half later, they landed before the plaque of Plum Blossom Marketplace. Here, the cultivators lining up saw a Foundation Establishment Feather Scholar arriving, promptly making way, allowing Lu Qian to take a fast track.

Lu Qian rubbed his completely numb arms, trying to stabilize the dizziness in his mind and the turmoil in his stomach, heading into the marketplace with Fairy Nishang.

It was about the transition between the ninth and tenth hours, Plum Blossom Marketplace’s nightlife had just started, every workshop district and market was brightly lit, shouts and laughter echoed relentlessly, with throngs of people on main roads and paths, bustling with excitement.

However, amidst this lively scene, Fairy Nishang suddenly froze. The surge of crowds rushing toward her triggered fragments of deeply buried memories to flash before her eyes, halting her steps, her breathing becoming rapid.

Lu Qian turned his head in confusion to see Fairy Nishang’s face rarely displaying a panic expression.

"There’s too many... too many people... I, I can’t recognize..." She gasped heavily, that sharp spiritual pressure slowly expanding outward, cultivators hurriedly avoiding it.

Seeing a hint of golden-red fire almost ignite in her eyes, Lu Qian forgot everything else and stepped forward, locking eyes with Fairy Nishang: "Fairy Nishang, don’t panic, look at me!"

Fairy Nishang’s panicked gaze slowly focused, her trembling hands slightly raised, a flash of fire gliding past: "Lu Qian... I can’t find it, don’t let them catch me..."

Seeing the blaze about to inexplicably erupt, Lu Qian firmly grasped her hands, with a sizzle, the intense heat immediately seared his palms.

Lu Qian endured the excruciating pain, striving to keep his voice calm: "Look at me, I’m right here, no one can catch you, you are safe."

Fairy Nishang stared blankly at Lu Qian, the golden-red glow in her eyes gradually faded, the heat in her palms slowly subsided.