Chapter 155: Who Made Ming Zhaoshuang The Unfortunate One?
Ming Zhaoshuang fell into thought.
In the plot designed by the Heavenly Dao, by the time Qin Feilong met A Wei, she was already the little princess of the Beast Sect.
A Wei fell in love with Qin Feilong at first sight and destroyed the entire Beast Sect for him, thus being cursed by the entire cultivation world.
But now it seems that A Wei was for herself—she was born in the Hundred Beasts Cave and grew up in harmony with nature. When faced with the Beast Sect’s inhumane methods of cultivating spiritual beasts solely for their obedience, A Wei fundamentally disagreed.
Now, if A Wei were to enter the Beast Sect, it would be even worse.
Qin Du would not have let A Wei go willingly; it must have been the Beast Sect’s coercion, and thus A Wei’s conflict with the Beast Sect would only grow.
Ming Zhaoshuang liked A Wei very much, even though she had only met her a few times.
But friends should rejoice in each other’s spirits. Since A Wei called her Senior Sister, she would not let A Wei bear the infamy alone.
Originally, the Beast Sect, in order to cultivate docile Heaven Rank spiritual beasts, created a pirated version of the Heaven and Earth Yin Yang Formation, causing the entire Shuangyu Mountain to be unbalanced in yin and yang, and its landscapes to be in disarray.
How is it that in the end, her little A Wei has to take responsibility?
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “Didn’t you say the Beast Sect wouldn’t come to check the results for another ten years? Why are they in the Lower Realm now?”
Bai Bai shook his head, “Logically, with Hong Hong there, nothing should have gone wrong.”
Unless something happened to the Ao Tian Sect.
Ming Zhaoshuang frowned and said, “The Ao Tian Sect’s strength is enough to crush the Lingxiao Sect by an entire tier. Even if Qin Feilong and the others weren’t there, Uncle Qin couldn’t possibly lose.”
The Ao Tian Sect could be ranked first among the three great sects, and naturally, there was a reason for it. How could it possibly lose to the Lingxiao Sect so easily?
Could it be that the Bixia Sect was being foolish?
Although the Bixia Sect was foolish, it had only been a little over three months. The war between the Ao Tian Sect and the Lingxiao Sect had not yet reached the point of mutual destruction. They wouldn’t be that foolish, would they?
Ming Zhaoshuang frowned, “Never mind, anyway, it’s only a little over a month until I can return to the First Heaven. We’ll deal with it then.”
According to Ming Zhaoshuang’s nature, being a member of the Ming Family, she would not have bothered with the affairs between the Ao Tian Sect and the Lingxiao Sect.
But in the past few months since she transmigrated into this book, she had been staying with the people of the Ao Tian Sect, making her practically half an Ao Tian Sect member. Especially since the war between the two great sects was ignited by Shuangyu Mountain.
Ming Zhaoshuang felt that she must intervene in this matter.
For some inexplicable reason, she just wanted to stand up for those women.
It’s just that she was currently trapped in the Third Heaven and couldn’t intervene even if she wanted to, so she could only let it go for now.
Suddenly, Ming Zhaoshuang thought that among the Heaven Rank Talisman Formations, there seemed to be teleportation arrays. However, teleportation arrays always required them to be set up in two places simultaneously.
Thus, she was helpless.
She looked up and fell onto the bed, sighing, “Alas, if only Wei Shuo had also drawn a teleportation array in the Ao Tian Sect.”
The System said, “Although Wei Shuo did not set up teleportation arrays in the Lower Cultivation World, he set them up in the Upper Cultivation World, the Dragon Domain, the Demon Realm, the Ghost Realm, and the Devil Realm.”
It’s just that the teleportation array in the Upper Cultivation World is in Rim of Dusk Mountain Range; as for the other realms, their locations are unknown.
After all, with tens of thousands of years of change, who knows if those teleportation arrays are still functional.
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “Why didn’t she set up teleportation arrays in the Lower Cultivation World?”
The other five realms have them, but the Lower Cultivation World doesn’t. They can’t be so discriminatory.
The System seemed to wave its hand, acting shamelessly, “You’ll have to ask Wei Shuo that. I’m just a piece of code; how could I possibly understand her thoughts?”
The System couldn’t tell Ming Zhaoshuang that because each Heavenly Layer of the Lower Cultivation World was separate, and teleportation arrays were too troublesome, Wei Shuo was too lazy to draw them.
Moreover, Wei Shuo had long calculated that someone foolish would end up drawing them for her…
It was no wonder that Ming Zhaoshuang was that foolish person.
The System continued, “Besides, drawing teleportation arrays requires soul power to reach the Spirit Transformation Stage. Although you have reached the Virtual Soul Realm now, your cultivation is only at the Golden Core Stage, meaning your soul power cultivation is at most at the Nascent Soul Stage.”
“Your strength is simply not enough to draw them. Why are you thinking so much about it, right?”
Ming Zhaoshuang thought about it and agreed. She didn’t have much strength now.
But how could she know she couldn’t do something like drawing talisman formations if she didn’t try?
Moreover, she now possessed the Mountain River Brush, which Ming Zhaoxue had refined from his own ribs. With such a divine tool, why couldn’t she try?
Although there was indeed no teleportation array in the First Heaven, it didn’t stop her from drawing one first.
Without further ado, Ming Zhaoshuang immediately got up and went to her courtyard to meticulously draw Wei Shuo’s teleportation array.
When drawing the formation, the Mountain River Brush transformed, becoming almost as tall as Ming Zhaoshuang. Golden patterns flowed faintly around it, encircling dragons and phoenixes, and drifting above the sun and moon.
Ming Zhaoshuang leaped onto the eaves, her eyes languid, spiritual power and soul power surging from her fingertips, guiding the direction of the Mountain River Brush.
Compared to Fushuang, the Mountain River Brush was really too obedient.
So obedient that it hardly seemed like a divine tool.
Ming Zhaoshuang didn’t even need to think much. By the time she opened her eyes, the Mountain River Brush could draw whatever she imagined. Whether it was a talisman or a formation, Ming Zhaoshuang could achieve twice the result with half the effort.
In fact, Ming Zhaoshuang felt that with the Mountain River Brush in hand, as long as her cultivation reached the Mahayana Stage, the talismans she drew would be comparable to those drawn by Wei Shuo.
If only this brush hadn’t been taken from Ming Zhaoxue.
Suddenly, there was a knock on her courtyard gate.
Ming Zhaoshuang looked up, flicked her sleeve slightly, and the courtyard gate opened wide. A figure in striking red emerged from the wind and snow.
“Sister Zhaoyang, why are you here?”
Ming Zhaoshuang stopped drawing and welcomed Cheng Zhaoyang into the room.
Cheng Zhaoyang smiled, sat down in her room, and said, “I’ve come because I need your help with something.”
Ming Zhaoshuang said, “Just say it.”
Cheng Zhaoyang said, “I want you all to help me kill people in the secret realm.”
As soon as the words “kill people” fell, Ming Zhaoshuang’s eyes flickered, and she felt an undeniable surge of excitement and thrill in her heart.
She asked, “Are we killing Qian Lai and the others?”
Cheng Zhaoyang nodded and said, “They blocked my aunt’s path. Those in the noble families whom my aunt deliberately crippled are not important, but those who have high cultivation and hold real power cannot be spared.”
Empress Dowager Cheng held real power in the court partly because she heavily relied on cruel officials and partly because she promoted scholars from humble backgrounds. Those scions of noble families occupied the resources meant for the commoners, so Empress Dowager Cheng naturally wanted to eliminate them.
Clearly, the Great Sui Secret Realm this time was an excellent opportunity.
Although the Cheng Family had been dealt with by Empress Dowager Cheng for a period, they ultimately did not completely submit to her; their actions were more driven by self-interest.
Thinking about what Empress Dowager Cheng wanted to do, Ming Zhaoshuang became even more eager.
Cheng Zhaoyang continued, “Furthermore, you should know that the Primordial Spirit Fruits in the secret realm are limited, only one hundred in total. Killing for treasure can also be a way to increase our cultivation.”
“The Cheng Family and I are not on good terms, and it would be easy to get in each other’s way if we traveled with them. Therefore, I want to travel with you all and kill those scions of noble families. After the deed is done, we will present each of you with a Mysterious Spirit Pill. How about that?”
The Mysterious Spirit Pill is a Profound Grade Mid-Rank pill beneficial for restoring the soul.
A significant reason for Ming Zhaoxue’s severe injuries was that his divine soul had been severely damaged by heavenly thunder.
Moreover, although the Mysterious Spirit Pill’s grade was only Profound Grade, in the Lower Cultivation World, it was extremely precious. Ming Zhaoshuang would definitely not lose out if she agreed.
Ming Zhaoshuang knew that Cheng Zhaoyang had brought this specifically for her, and her heart warmed as she said, “Okay.”
She added, “I have no problem, but I’m not sure what Chen Xing and the others think.”
Honestly, she also wanted them to participate because she truly needed the Mysterious Spirit Pills.
Cheng Zhaoyang smiled and said, “If you agree, how could they possibly disagree?”
The reason Cheng Zhaoyang approached Ming Zhaoshuang was that she recognized that despite her young age, Ming Zhaoshuang was the backbone of this group.
