Chapter 131: Encountering Xuanyuan In Yingzhou
The water surface was vast, filled with scarlet smoke waves, with no sight of the opposite shore.
Guardian Wife stood at the lakeside, on the ground full of three-colored spirit soil, her jade hand pinching a finger seal at her chest, changing the seal.
Immediately, the scarlet blood vitality in the lake gathered toward her strand by strand, like gauze or mist.
Li Weiyi watched her, thinking to himself: “The blood vitality here must have some unimaginable power. Exactly who set up such a situation here?”
If Guardian Wife only needed blood vitality, in many past instances, she would definitely appear to collect it. Moreover, wasn’t the blood vitality at the edge of the blood sea even thicker?
This crescent blood lake and the vast sea of bones definitely had some story.
It was just that his cultivation was not yet strong enough, so he couldn’t see through it.
Li Weiyi felt the blood lake was very dangerous and didn’t dare approach, instead releasing magic energy, planning to use magic energy to sweep some back and hand it to the three masters for identification and study.
But as soon as the magic energy approached the blood water, it merged into it, losing contact.
Then, he took out a low-tier magic tool, wrapped it in magic energy, and extended it toward the blood lake.
“Splash!”
A wave crashed over, slapping onto that low-tier magic tool.
The magic tool decayed into black.
After retrieving it, it had lost all spirituality, turning into scrap iron.
Li Weiyi felt greatly alarmed; this blood water absolutely could not be touched. He worried that if it got on him, his flesh and blood would dissolve, turning him into one of the countless white bones here.
He didn’t dare act rashly.
Instead, he excavated spirit soil, searching for immortal soil.
Having come here at great risk, he couldn’t leave empty-handed.
Here, encircling the lake was a stretch full of three-colored spirit soil. Li Weiyi used the iron book to excavate frantically, continuously loading it into the blood mud space, planning to plant medicinal herbs inside in the future.
Digging down more than a meter deep, four-colored radiance scattered from underground.
Li Weiyi was overjoyed, knowing he had dug up immortal soil, and hurriedly tried to scoop it with his hands.
But as soon as his fingers touched the immortal soil, it was like alarming some taboo. From the blood lake came the piercing sound of a storm, with waves surging several meters high toward him.
The ground shook, the water roared.
Li Weiyi sensed a terrifying pressure. He saw scarlet water waves climb ashore like a liquid high wall, sweeping toward him.
“Swish!”
A graceful red figure leaped over.
Guardian Wife appeared in front of the blood waves, striking out a finger seal, thunderously repelling them.
Li Weiyi, who had already fled ten zhang away, saw she had such ability and immediately turned back. With thunderous speed, he dug out a large pile of immortal soil, loading it into the blood mud space one after another. Then, he quickly retreated to a distance.
After Guardian Wife repelled the blood waves eight times, the lake surface calmed again.
She turned around, facing Li Weiyi, her expression unseen.
Li Weiyi met her with calm eyes. What a joke—it was you who insisted on following. Now you’re absorbing blood vitality there, and after taking such great risk, am I supposed to leave empty-handed?
Moments later, Guardian Wife returned to the lakeside, again pinching out a finger seal, absorbing blood vitality.
Ten-odd li away from this place, below that god-mountain-like skull. Zen Sea Observing Mist, also in red clothes, sat cross-legged at the lakeside, absorbing strands of blood vitality from the lake with each breath.
Flesh and blood had already grown on her body, her skin white as jade porcelain, but shrouded in blood mist, her body hazy, appearance unclear.
Sensing the disturbance from afar, Zen Sea Observing Mist suddenly opened her eyes, her red lips parting lightly: “They’ve come!”
Li Ling, who was excavating spirit soil, stopped and asked: “Who?”
“Let’s go. I’ve temporarily forged a physical body and can continue along the former living beings’ cultivation path, no need to confront him now. The timing isn’t right!”
Zen Sea Observing Mist’s gaze was profound. She stood, her figure tall and slender, appearing extremely young in the haze, like only eighteen or nineteen, her jet-black long hair loosely tied with a hairband.
Her gaze pierced layer after layer of blood mist, seeing the five-colored small island at the center of the blood lake, murmuring to herself: “An island forged from five-colored divine mud—what supreme existence set up such a situation here?”
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Only excavating spirit soil wouldn’t alarm the blood lake, so Li Weiyi naturally wouldn’t hold back.
This thing was also very precious; surely many people would purchase it.
Half a day later, Li Weiyi didn’t know how many jin he’d dug, gradually losing interest, sitting down exhausted to rest.
“This place is so extraordinary, yet I’m toiling away digging the most unremarkable soil. Will she mock me?”
Li Weiyi shook his head with a self-mocking smile, stood up, preparing to scout around the lake.
Walking six or seven li, the lakeside appeared with numerous coffins, haphazardly placed and stacked.
Among them was one huge and special one, cast from silver, with silver radiance spraying from within.
It was precisely seeing it that Li Weiyi didn’t detour, wanting to investigate.
“Could it really be that otherworld coffin from Zangxian Town, carried here by those departed spirit townspeople?”
After approaching, Li Weiyi leaped up, seeing inside the coffin lay an eleven- or twelve-meter-long silver giant skeleton. Inside the bones, it was like a starry river flowed, dazzling and piercing.
“Stars as heart, silver as bones.”
Li Weiyi was unsure of this skeleton’s exact value, so he sent a mind power transmission: “Spirit Tablet Master, have you ever heard of the Silver Skeleton Heavenly Clan and Immortal Law Star?”
Regarding the silver giant skeleton’s origins, he’d heard a mention from Fang Tong of the Earth Wolf King Army back then.
Several breaths later.
Spirit Tablet Master’s cautious voice came: “Jar Master says this matter is of great importance; he wants to come out personally to check.”
Li Weiyi realized this skeleton might truly be extraordinary, so he mobilized the bright fire spiritual light at his brow, bringing out Jar Master and Spirit Tablet Master.
“Splash!”
“Splash!”
On the coffin and spirit tablet, faint figures successively condensed, one male one female, slowly approaching the silver coffin. They observed and studied while low-voiced discussing something.
The two masters’ remnant souls, nourished in Shaoyang Star, had grown considerably stronger.
Li Weiyi stayed vigilant around, secretly observing the other coffins.
The coffins placed here were all quite special, shapes bizarre and varied, some already decayed and broken. Who knew if they were all transported here by those departed spirit townspeople?
Yin wind blew, some coffin lids creaking.
At the center of this stretch of coffins, the ground had turned to sand, a white fine sand area hundreds of meters long and wide.
At the center of the sandified area was a lone temple.
The temple door faced the blood lake, its interior unseen.
Li Weiyi walked slowly step by step, at the edge of the sandified area seeing a stone tablet engraved with text. The font of the text on the tablet was familiar, but he recognized none of it.
Behind him came Spirit Tablet Master’s voice: “Careful! This sandified ground is somewhat strange, thick with death aura, like it prohibits all living beings’ existence.”
Jar Master gazed at the stone tablet, reciting: “Yingzhou meets Xuanyuan, accompanied burial blood moon spring… It’s Jiu Li God, Jiu Li God’s script, left by him the old one…”
Jar Master’s voice trembled with excitement, looking toward the lone temple at the center of the distant sandified area, then kneeling prostrate in worship.
His and Spirit Tablet Master’s soul bodies were very faint, so faint their features were unclear, like a gust of wind could scatter them.
No wonder it was familiar; these characters were in the same script as the four characters “Jiu Li Insect Valley.”
Li Weiyi was even more excited than him, asking: “These two sentences are the content engraved on the stone tablet?”
Jar Master nodded deeply, his tone filled with confusion, murmuring to himself: “If Jiu Li God is accompanied burial here, then who is buried in Jiu Li God Mountain? Or is the one accompanied burial here someone else?”
He wanted to rush into that sandified area, but was tightly held back by Spirit Tablet Master.
Li Weiyi too fell into shock and confusion. “Xuanyuan” and “Yingzhou”—in China, absolutely everyone knows them.
Discussing ancient China’s mythology and history, the two characters “Xuanyuan” couldn’t be avoided.
And records of “Yingzhou” were countless.
《Ten Continents Record》 lists it alongside Ancestral Continent, Flame Continent, Fenglin Continent, Juku Continent, Flow Continent… etc., as the Ten Overseas Continents.
Li Weiyi digested the shock in his heart, soothing Jar Master: “Just a lone temple; presumably Jiu Li God isn’t truly buried there, perhaps only a mud body or robes and hat.”
Jar Master gradually calmed, still gazing afar, shaking his head: “No, that’s not a real temple, but a tablet temple. The sandification here certainly isn’t simple.”
Li Weiyi very much wanted to toss in a copper coin to test, but with the prior lesson, he immediately dismissed the thought, saying: “If Jiu Li God is truly buried here, he surely doesn’t wish to be disturbed by us. In the future, when I enter longevity, we’ll come explore again.”
“Indeed too dangerous!”
Jar Master nodded, suppressing his obsession, leaving reluctantly, pointing to that silver coffin: “Weiyi, take it into the blood mud space; it’ll be of great use in the future.”
Li Weiyi had long wanted to collect it.
Merely the huge silver coffin itself was of extraordinary value.
Jar Master and Spirit Tablet Master looked toward the boundless blood lake ahead, eyes full of wariness, not daring to absorb blood vitality as wantonly as Guardian Wife.
First sending the two masters into the blood mud space, then approaching the silver coffin.
“Sand sand!”
Just as he activated the Buddha’s sarira spatial power, from the distant sandified area, a yin wind brushed over. Li Weiyi felt like falling into an ice cellar, shuddering all over.
Circles of spatial ripples dispersed, the silver coffin vanishing from the spot.
“This yin wind is too strange!”
Li Weiyi felt like he’d glimpsed some shadows just now. Surveying around, all coffins, his scalp numbing, he hurriedly fled the area, turning back.
Seeing Guardian Wife, his heart settled somewhat; probably hadn’t touched anything unclean.
“Forget it, better not scout for now!”
Li Weiyi sat cross-legged at the lakeside, taking out golden spring, preparing to refine gold veins and break through to Five Seas during this time.
One day later.
Li Weiyi rushed out of the sea of bones, along the stone steps, quickly fleeing down the mountain.
Not because of any danger encountered.
But that gourd-like Guardian Wife seemed to have absorbed enough blood mist and strangely vanished. No matter what method Li Weiyi used, he couldn’t summon her again.
With her gone, how could Li Weiyi dare stay alone in that ghostly place?
It was she who’d insisted on going; able to leave early, he didn’t want to stay a moment longer.
Descending, he moved extremely fast, nearly running.
Along the way, only retrieving spring coins and silver coins, leaving all copper coins on the stone steps.
Entering the giant stone statue forest, Li Weiyi retraced the original path, senses of sight, hearing, smell at their limit, activating the night-walking clothes’ invisibility and speed power, fearing another encounter with the giant-headed humanoid monster.
Suddenly.
At the edge area of the stone forest, he heard a familiar voice. Sniffing hard, it was Zuo Qiu Bai Ming and Zuo Qiu Lanlan’s auras.
They hadn’t died at Xue Qi and others’ hands? And escaped here?
Confirming no giant-headed humanoid unknown creature aura nearby, Li Weiyi carefully approached.
Just nearing, from behind a giant stone statue stepped out, a piercing sword light stabbing; Li Weiyi hurriedly swung his sleeve to deflect it, saying: “It’s me, Sima Tan!”
Zuo Qiu Lanlan saw it was truly “Sima Tan,” hurriedly sheathing her sword, her expression instantly from fury to joy, then great surprise: “How are you still alive? How did you find this place?”
Li Weiyi looked toward Zuo Qiu Bai Ming sitting on the ground, discovering one of his legs severed, face extremely pale, ashen as death.
“Where’s Tian brother?” he asked.
Zuo Qiu Lanlan was both terrified and in agony, her delicate body trembling, eyes red and swollen, tears welling: “They killed him! Di Ran bit his throat, even ate his flesh.”
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