The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All

Chapter 317 : The Mystic Spirit Sword, Sword Forger

"It's nothing, just some grudges that need to be settled. I'm just asking you some questions," she stood up, waved her hand, and was about to leave.

"Didn't we agree to properly thank you? Are you just leaving like this?"

"I have other matters to attend to. If there's a chance in the future, we can meet again for a small gathering."

"Since you have matters at hand, we won't disturb you. This... consider it a thank-you gift from us sisters. Please accept it. If you need help with anything, you can contact us again." The elder sister stepped forward, materializing a token in her palm and handing it to her.

Chu Sang took the token and saw the characters on it. Her heart stirred slightly, and she looked up at the two sisters with some surprise. Without saying much, she accepted the token with a smile and said, "Thank you."

"Although we don't know what grudges you have with the Quan family, we must warn you again that the Quan family's influence in the Upper Realm is vast, beyond what you can imagine. For someone like you who has just ascended and has no backing, once you offend the Quan family, you might face irreversible consequences." The younger sister paused, then looked up at her and said softly, "Be careful."

"Mm, thank you for letting me know. But I have my own things to do in the Upper Realm, and this matter must be done."

"......" The sisters still had doubts in their hearts, but they also understood that some things were not for outsiders to interfere with. After patiently advising Chu Sang, they didn't say much more. The two clearly had other matters to attend to, so they bid farewell and left.

The time was about right. Chu Sang turned and went to the Sima family, giving the Sima family head the antidote for this month as agreed.

As for the last antidote, it would be given to him after the matter was completed.

This family head was a person who valued his life. He had arranged everything properly for the banquet journey, without arousing suspicion from others.

After entering the Quan mansion, Chu Sang changed her appearance again and blended into the crowd, quietly leaving along with the flow of people to the back hall. Fortunately, there were many guests attending the banquet today, with servants coming and going endlessly. Her extremely plain and ordinary attire didn't attract attention. The Mystic Spirit sword transformed into a sword hairpin tying up her long hair. When she reached a courtyard, the sword hairpin emitted a faint glow.

She seemed to sense something and turned back to walk towards the left path. As she walked further along this path, the crowd became sparser. Despite it being a lively banquet, she could hardly see anyone hurrying about.

It was nighttime, and the atmosphere carried an indescribable sense of oppression and solemnity. She silently attached an invisibility talisman to herself and walked a bit further. People appeared again, but these were no longer guests attending the banquet or servants, but armored guards.

The further in she went, the more guards there were, with strict surveillance.

The layout of mansions in great families was more or less the same. She looked around at the arrangement of the mansion and, judging by the direction she had come, this place was at the west side gate, probably some kind of family restricted area. Guarding the restricted area so tightly, could it be that inside... they were really holding someone captive?

She wanted to explore the restricted area, but a formation hindered her progress. This formation used top-tier Upper Realm techniques, further confirming Chu Sang's suspicion that some important person was being held in the restricted area.

Deciphering this formation would be somewhat difficult and would require more time. There were too many guards outside, watching too closely, making it easy to be exposed.

She thought for a moment, and taking advantage of the guard shift, she knocked out a person at the tail of the queue, took their token, changed clothes, and walked up to join the changing shift, saying,

"A thief appeared at the banquet earlier, stealing a noble guest's gold-jade handle. The higher-ups sent me to tell your team to quickly set out and apprehend the thief."

"But this restricted area..."

"Don't worry, we'll continue guarding the restricted area. You go quickly to catch that thief. There are so many guests at today's banquet, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid the guests will be even more dissatisfied. If the higher-ups blame us then, we might not be able to bear the consequences."

"How could someone break through the formation..."

"Maybe they stole another noble guest's invitation and snuck in."

The people opposite looked at each other, clearly believing her.

Someone else said in a deep voice, "But we haven't received news from the manager. Why didn't the steward personally tell us about such a big incident?"

"It happened suddenly. The manager just notified me on the jade disc. That little thief just got a noble guest's storage bag and is running outside. We need to hurry and catch him, otherwise if he escapes, the higher-ups will surely come to scold us!"

Chu Sang observed these guards outside the restricted area. The person she had knocked out seemed to be a small team leader with some authority. Hearing this, the others were indeed moved. She moved her fingertips slightly, and a puppet she had planted in advance leaped over the high wall.

This commotion immediately attracted everyone's attention. Those people had no time to think and quickly led the team in pursuit. She took the opportunity to bring out a puppet to replace this false identity, hiding in a deserted corner under the cover of night. She took out a formation-breaking awl and, before others could come, broke a hole in the formation just big enough for one person to pass through.

As soon as she entered the restricted area, the Mystic Spirit sword became unusually active. In all the years since Chu Sang had subdued it, this was the first time she had seen Mystic Spirit so lively and animated, further confirming that the person imprisoned in the restricted area was very likely the original forger of the Mystic Spirit sword, that is, the eldest young master of the Quan family.

Were the Quan family people crazy? Imprisoning the family's eldest son in a restricted area, were they all some kind of lunatics???

She couldn't understand, really couldn't understand.

She, coming from a remote and backward lower realm, couldn't comprehend the complex relationships of the Upper Realm nobility.

There were many malicious traps within the restricted area. She had to hold her breath and concentrate, trying to expand her divine sense as much as possible to envelop the entire restricted area, constantly checking for risks. After walking for a while, she discovered a secret passage leading deep into the restricted area.

When she saw the scene before her clearly, her pupils contracted sharply in shock, and she cursed under her breath, "Beasts."

There really was someone imprisoned in the restricted area!

The restricted area was dark and damp, a complete contrast to the grand and majestic palace-like mansion of the Quan family outside.

There was an altar in the center.

The altar was surrounded on five sides by dozens of floating chains, intertwining and slowly flowing, like a cage. The vague figure of a person trapped within the cage could be faintly seen.

She walked forward, wanting to try if she could decipher the formation.

This formation was different from the ones she usually encountered. Looking closely, she saw dense symbols carved on the chains. Each flowing chain contained hundreds of formations, with formations interweaving and flowing... Was this a highly superimposed dynamic formation?

In the past, no matter how complex the formations were, they all belonged to conventional static formations that cultivators needed to set up in advance.

Static formations, no matter how many symbols they had, could always be deciphered with enough theory and careful attention. It just took more time for complex formations.

But dynamic formations were different, extremely tricky.

The superimposed formations were constantly moving. Every short breath, they would transform into a completely new formation. If even one symbol was wrong, all previous efforts would be wasted. The complexity could be said to increase exponentially.

She also observed that there was a hidden killing formation within the formation, which meant that the formation had to be deciphered successfully in one go, otherwise she would be trapped in this place forever.

Chu Sang took a deep breath and patiently began to decipher the formation. Mystic Spirit watched nervously from the side. He knew his master had an extraordinary talent in formation patterns, but after all, she had only been in the Upper Realm for about a month. Even if she had absorbed as much knowledge about Upper Realm formations as possible, she had hardly any practical experience. To directly tackle such a difficult top-tier dynamic formation, just watching was enough to make one nervous, almost forgetting to breathe.

Slowly, the tense expression on her face disappeared, turning into surprise, and finally into calm understanding. It must be said, worthy of being Sang Sang, her upper and lower limits were always a mystery. There was nothing in the world she couldn't accomplish.

"It's open."