Chapter 223 - 219: The Sealing of Biluo Mountain
Chapter 223: Chapter 219: The Sealing of Biluo Mountain
In a stone cave at the base of a cliff on Biluo Mountain.
Piles of rubble littered the cave’s interior, and the dim light revealed only the vague outlines of the stones.
Within the dim stone cave, a ball of purple light suddenly, and quite abruptly, appeared.
The ball of purple light was wreathed in an ethereal, rosy mist. With its appearance, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi within the stone cave began to surge wildly, converging upon it. In an instant, a gentle breeze swept through the cave, now suffused with abundant Primordial Qi.
The ball of purple light flickered with electricity, and suddenly, a figure stepped out from within. It was a young man of about twenty-three or twenty-four, dressed in cyan robes. With sharp, sword-like eyebrows, eyes as bright as stars, and a handsome face, it was none other than Ye Xing.
Whenever he traveled between the two worlds, Ye Xing made sure to change his clothes. On Earth, he wore modern, urban attire; upon arriving on the Martial Arts Continent, he would naturally change back into traditional robes. Otherwise, wearing such strange attire—traditional robes on Earth or modern clothes on the Martial Arts Continent—would surely attract unwanted attention. Ye Xing had no desire to become some kind of eccentric outlier, drawing stares wherever he went. Fortunately, his Qiankun Bag was stocked with plenty of clothes, which was very convenient.
After appearing in the stone cave, Ye Xing opened his Qiankun Bag again and stored the Purple Light Group Teleportation Gate inside it.
As the Purple Light Group Teleportation Gate vanished, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi in the cave calmed, and the light dimmed once more.
Ye Xing took out his phone and turned on the flashlight. A beam of white light shot out, illuminating the passage within the cave.
Ye Xing immediately started walking along the passage toward the cave’s exit.
The ground was uneven, covered in loose rock. After about ten steps, he finally reached the mouth of the cave.
The weeds at the entrance were as tall as a person, incredibly lush and dense, obscuring the cave mouth almost completely. Only a few rays of light managed to struggle through the gaps in the foliage.
The light at the cave’s mouth was still very dim. He pushed aside the weeds.
Suddenly, his vision was flooded with dazzling, brilliant light.
It was morning. The sun hung in the eastern sky, casting down countless golden rays that bathed the distant mountains in a golden glow. The surface of a nearby lake shimmered with a crystal-like luster.
"The air on the Martial Arts Continent is so fresh! The environment is so much better than Earth’s," Ye Xing said, taking a deep breath as he gazed at the distant mountains.
The mountains stretched out in overlapping layers, covered in pines and trees so lush and verdant they seemed to drip with color. The shades of green transitioned from light to dark to a deep, inky green in the distance, resembling a vast, verdant ocean. When a great wind blew, the entire forest rose and fell like waves. A few birds flapped their wings, streaking across the sky.
’I’ve been out adventuring for over a month now, and my cultivation has already broken through to the Martial Arts Sixth Realm. It’ll probably be difficult to make another breakthrough anytime soon. It’s about time I headed back to White Cloud Mountain. It’s been a while since I’ve seen Qiao’Er and Little Zhi... I really miss them.’ A new resolve entered Ye Xing’s eyes. He immediately executed Wind Shadow Step, transforming into a cyan blur as he sped toward the distant mountains.
The base of the cliff was rugged and uneven, littered with massive boulders that blocked the path.
As light as a swallow, Ye Xing bounded from one great boulder to the next. After just a few leaps, he was already several hundred meters away, quickly entering a stretch of woods.
The woods were dense, and as he sprinted, the trees on either side flew past in a blur.
Ye Xing headed straight for the Biluo Mountain pass. His plan was to descend from the mountain, go to the nearby Biluo City to buy a Qingfeng Horse, and then ride back to White Cloud Mountain.
As he neared the Biluo Mountain pass, running at top speed, suddenly—
Just then—
"Who’s there? Stop!"
A sharp male shout suddenly rang out, loud enough to make the forest leaves rustle.
A group of three men quickly emerged from the woods, blocking Ye Xing’s path.
The one in the lead was a weaselly-faced young master. The two hulking men beside him were both Martial Artists at the Martial Arts Sixth Realm. Their True Qi was substantial, and they were eyeing Ye Xing like tigers stalking their prey.
’Damn it,’ Ye Xing thought, a chill running down his spine. ’Could the Martial Artists who were after the Eight Treasures Profound Spirit Pill still be here?’ His eyes grew vigilant as he scanned the woods on both sides, wary of an ambush. He paid the three men before him no mind; what truly worried him was the potential presence of Martial Artists at the Martial Arts Seventh Realm, or even the Eighth and Ninth Realms. That would be a real problem.
"Hey, I’m talking to you! Who the hell are you, and how dare you trespass on Biluo Mountain!" the young master shouted harshly.
"Uh, is entry to Biluo Mountain forbidden now? I remember before—" Ye Xing asked, confused. He simultaneously breathed a small sigh of relief internally; from the young master’s question, he could tell these weren’t the Martial Artists after the Eight Treasures Profound Spirit Pill.
"It was allowed before, but our Liu Family has now sealed off Biluo Mountain. No one is allowed to enter without the express permission of our Patriarch," the young master said arrogantly.
’How tyrannical,’ Ye Xing thought, displeased. ’Not allowed to enter? It’s not like the Liu Family built this mountain.’ However, operating on the principle that less trouble was better than more, he offered a slight smile. "And how may I address you, brother?"
"Hmph. I am Liu Zhiping, a disciple of the Liu Family from Biluo City. Our Patriarch is a Martial Artist of the Martial Arts Ninth Layer," Liu Zhiping declared arrogantly.
"So it is Young Master Liu Zhiping of the Liu Family. I was unaware that the Liu Family was conducting business and had sealed the mountain. I trespassed unintentionally. Please accept my apologies!" Ye Xing said, cupping his hands.
"Apologies? Hah!" Liu Zhiping sneered. "You think a simple apology is enough? For trespassing on Biluo Mountain, you’ll have to face some form of punishment."
Ye Xing’s brow furrowed. "Then what do you want? As far as I know, this mountain doesn’t belong to anyone."
"So what if it’s ownerless? The Liu Family’s fists are biggest, so we make the rules." Liu Zhiping’s narrow, triangular eyes swept dismissively over Ye Xing. He sneered, "I can let you go. Just hand over all of your valuables!"
"And if I refuse?" A cold glint flashed in Ye Xing’s eyes.
"Then you’re just courting death! You two, get him! Kill this brat!" Liu Zhiping ordered with a cold shout.
Instantly, the two hulking men at the Martial Arts Sixth Realm by his side brandished their Great Sabers and charged at Ye Xing.
The wind from their blades howled as the cold steel gleamed.
Judging by the power of their attacks alone, they clearly possessed some skill.
’If they were at the Martial Arts Seventh Realm, I might be a little wary. As for these two at the Martial Arts Sixth Realm... heh.’ The corner of Ye Xing’s mouth curled into a cold sneer. ’My Gale Sword Skill just reached the Minor Achievement Realm, and I haven’t had a chance to really use it. Since you’ve delivered yourselves to my door, I’ll test my blade on you today!’
SHING! A sword hummed, its cry as clear as a dragon’s roar.
The Cyan Blade Treasure Sword flew from its sheath. An inexplicable gale suddenly whipped through the forest, sweeping up countless fallen leaves. The reflection of the foliage on the blade cast out streaks of jade-green light, which in turn bathed Ye Xing’s features in a green hue, his killing intent palpable and awe-inspiring.
As the saying goes, you know an expert by their very first move.
The moment Ye Xing’s Cyan Blade Treasure Sword left its sheath, the two hulking men were struck by an ominous premonition. By the time the Treasure Sword lunged toward them, the color had drained from their faces in utter shock.