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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 6: [Battle for the True Inheritance]
Chapter 16 (557): [There's a Ghost]
(16th of Volume 6)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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In her vision, the Blood Mist at the edge of the Blood Mud Space receded rapidly, revealing a Shaoyang Star that had expanded far beyond its previous boundaries.
The flat, blood-soaked earth stretched endlessly, and a rocky hill emerged on the horizon.
A faint, peculiar sound drifted from behind the hill.
Only Yu'er heard it; the others remained oblivious.
She strained her ears, and the sound grew clearer, terrifying her. Her face paled as she glanced at the Cocoon of Time, then she hurried over and crouched beside it.
"Sizzle!"
"Sizzle!"
The talismans were constantly being destroyed, either burning to ashes or shattering into fragments.
Having reached the Holy Spiritual Master Realm, Li Weiyi's All-Secret Incantation Immobilization Talisman runes had become incredibly complex.
He nearly exhausted his entire supply of Transcendent Bone Talisman Paper before finally crafting a single successful talisman.
The materials alone for this one talisman were worth over a million Yongquan Coins.
Maintaining such intense focus while drawing the talismans had drained Li Weiyi's Psychic Power, leaving his face even paler and his head throbbing.
Emerging from the Cocoon of Time with a nonchalant air, he handed the All-Secret Incantation Immobilization Talisman to Tang Wanzhou.
"I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long?"
Apart from the scorched skin that needed time to heal, Tang Wanzhou's injuries had largely recovered. Without a hint of pretense, she accepted the talisman.
"If I kill Qin Zhengyang, I'll definitely ask the Deputy Sentinel Lord for a six-thousand-year-old Essence Herb. You'll get a share of the credit. I'm off!"
"Master!"
Yu'er suddenly stood up, clutching Li Weiyi's arm, her eyes wide with fear.
"There are ghosts here," she said earnestly, "I don't want to stay."
Li Weiyi's head still swam with dizziness.
He pointed to the Seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors.
"Don't be afraid, Yu'er. None of them fear ghosts. They'll protect you. Wait for me. Master will be back soon."
Er Feng stood upright on its hind legs, its claws padding forward.
It tapped Yu'er's arm with one claw and declared proudly, "I, Er Feng, specialize in devouring ghosts. Old Li has seen it himself."
"Whoosh!"
Li Weiyi and Tang Wanzhou returned to their room in the Dragon City Heavenly Pavilion.
"Before you leave, do me a favor and erase all the mess in this room," she said as she was about to depart.
After seeing Tang Wanzhou off, Li Weiyi collapsed from exhaustion, sinking into a wooden chair.
He removed his mask, revealing that the wound on his forehead had already healed.
If Lu Jingshen were to see him now, he would undoubtedly lecture him about taking care of his body.
Li Weiyi closed his eyes, then opened them again.
It felt like only a moment had passed, but the bright daylight outside had given way to pitch darkness.
Regaining his composure, Li Weiyi remained slumped in the chair, pondering his next move.
He had done all he could to help.
He trusted that Tang Wanzhou's extraordinary innate talent had allowed her to survive this long, and that she didn't need his protection.
Such high-level conflicts were beyond his ability to intervene.
Having achieved his goal of breaking through to become a Holy Spiritual Master Realm and reaching Dragon City, it was time to return home.
Yet two matters lingered in his mind.
The first task was to dispel the Death Spirit Fire from the Water Beaver Immortal. A promise made must be kept. Through the Death Spirit Fire, he had already sensed the Water Beaver Immortal's approximate location: Dragon Island.
He stood up, ready to leave.
Suddenly, he noticed something on the dark wall and stopped.
Tang Wanzhou's parting words echoed in his mind.
"Whoosh!"
A Spiritual Light flicked from his fingertip, igniting the lamp painted with the image of the Divine Daughter.
The wall was covered in chaotic patterns and lines, some extending to the floor. Li Weiyi moved his feet and discovered characters inscribed beneath his feet.
At the center of the wall was an irregular circle.
After studying the surrounding lines for a long time, Li Weiyi realized it represented Dragon Island.
He then found labels such as "Dragon Island Calamity Crossing," "Immortal Tomb Rice Mother Tower," "South Ferry," "West Ferry," and more.
The more Li Weiyi examined it, the more intrigued he became.
He realized Tang Wanzhou was deducing the meeting place between Qin Zhengyang and the Rice Palace's True Disciple.
The final marked location was the West Ferry, circled heavily.
"Dragon City is vast, Dragon Island immense. How could she deduce that Qin Zhengyang and the Rice Palace's True Disciple would meet here?"
"Possessing secret intelligence? No, the Snow Sword Tang Court's influence here is too weak to help her."
"She wouldn't dare use the Sentinel Spirit Army's intelligence network either, for fear of alerting the enemy or even being discovered by the Tai Yin Sect in advance."
Li Weiyi pondered deeply. If he were Qin Zhengyang, coming to Dragon Island to secretly deliver a Secret Treasure to the Rice Palace's True Disciple, what factors would he consider?
Using Spiritual Light, he cleared all the chaotic marks from the walls and left the room.
Li Weiyi refused to believe his intellect was inferior to Tang Wanzhou's.
He was determined to figure this out.
As he walked down the corridor, he spotted Lu Jingshen sitting alone in a pavilion at the corner, drinking wine.
Two maids stood on either side of the pavilion's stone steps, bowing in unison and calling out in clear voices, "Greetings, Lord Li!"
Lu Jingshen's face was flushed, his eyes slightly glazed.
He turned to see Li Weiyi approaching and quickly called out, "Brother Li, come join me for a drink! I'm feeling terribly suffocated, my heart feels so heavy. You two, withdraw!"
Li Weiyi entered the pavilion: "Third Brother Lu, why are you drinking alone in such low spirits? With your Immortal Realm cultivation and your status, what could possibly be troubling you?"
Lu Jingshen's eyes were cold as he gripped his wine cup tightly.
"Second Brother won't help me avenge them, and he forbids me from seeking revenge myself. He says the Tai Yin Sect can summon armies from the entire Nether Realm of the Dead, acting as enforcers for Forbidden Ones deep within the Netherworld. If Thousand Mile Mountain provokes a Tai Yin Envoy, it will invite their relentless retaliation. Our vast network of businesses across the world would suffer devastating losses."
"He also claims the mastermind who commissioned the hit from the Tai Yin Sect - a rival - has already been executed. He says the matter is settled!"
"But it's not... I can't let it go! I can't!"
"Xie Wumian killed Uncle An and those Dao Seed Realm soldiers and maids who had served me for years. They all had families - fathers, children, siblings - and they died right before my eyes, every single one of them! I can't even bring myself to go home now. How am I supposed to face their families?"
"And those controlled Martial-Mystic Cultivators... the moment I close my eyes, they appear before me. How can I move on? Tell me, how can I move on?"
"It's not that I haven't weathered storms before. It's that I can't forget. I'm guilty of terrible sins - ambition, arrogance, self-righteousness..."
He slapped himself repeatedly, tears streaming down his face.
Li Weiyi grabbed his arm. "Third Brother Lu, you're drunk!"
"He's my brother! Those people died because of him! How can he be so cold? So indifferent? Uncle An taught us the fundamentals of cultivation since we were children... and now Uncle An is dead..."
"He's just afraid of losing his position as the Earth Ranking's Chief Scribe... The higher their cultivation, the colder they become... They're all the same... They're all fucking the same..."
Lu Jingshen roared, crushing the wine cup in his hand with a smash.
"Whoosh!"
Lu Jingchen's figure materialized in the pavilion, and he tapped Lu Jingshen on the forehead.
Lu Jingshen immediately lost consciousness and collapsed onto the table.
Lu Jingchen turned to Li Weiyi: "His cultivation realm has reached the peak of the First Realm and he's attempting to break through the Soul Return Shackle. This shackle is closely tied to one's spiritual consciousness, so cultivators in this stage often behave this way. Brother Li, I apologize for the spectacle!"
Two maids helped Lu Jingshen away.
The two men walked side by side along the corridor.
"You're leaving tomorrow?" Lu Jingchen asked, surprised.
He took three steps forward, then paused to consider his words carefully.
"Brother Li, before you depart, could you do me a favor? I will repay you handsomely in the future."
Li Weiyi chuckled self-deprecatingly: "With my meager cultivation, what favor could I possibly do for Second Young Master Lu?"
"Brother Li, there's no need for false modesty. At your age, escaping from Xie Wumian and Luo Pingdan is a feat that would make you famous throughout the land," Lu Jingchen said, "I want you to come with me to meet Qin Zhengyang."
A storm raged in Li Weiyi's heart as he stopped and turned to look at Lu Jingchen.
"Qin Zhengyang has already arrived in the East Sea and sent me a formal invitation," Lu Jingchen continued, "He claims the Tai Yin Sect is willing to return the reward money my competitor paid them, hoping to dispel this feud."
Li Weiyi sighed inwardly for Lu Jingshen.
So many lives lost, yet the Tai Yin Sect thought returning the reward money would dispel the feud so easily!
"This is also an opportunity for me to gauge his true strength," Lu Jingchen said, "To see where he's injured, what his weaknesses are. Ultimately, I want to determine his rightful place on the Earth Ranking."
Li Weiyi wasn't foolish.
He immediately understood Lu Jingchen's true intentions and looked at him with a strange expression. "
The Tai Yin Sect is universally reviled. How dare Qin Zhengyang contact you so openly? Doesn't he fear you'll betray his location and lead to his death?"
Lu Jingchen smiled: "He's betting I wouldn't dare offend the Tai Yin Sect, and he's right. If Qin Zhengyang dies because of me, the Heavenly Pavilion and Immortal Grove will lose at least dozens of branches within a month, not to mention other assets."
"The Tai Yin Sect's methods are ruthless, and they can command the Army of the Dead. Only the Sentinel Spirit Army has the means to counter them, knowing their every move and possessing the resolve to fight them to the bitter end."
"Enough of that!" Lu Jingchen continued, "To resolve this conflict, Jing Shen must accompany me. But as you can see, he's already lost his mind. I've heard you're skilled in the Disguise Technique, Brother Li, and I dare to ask for your help. Could you transform into his likeness and come with me on this mission?"
Li Weiyi asked, "For how long?"
"He's extremely cautious. He instructed me to go to the western shore of the East Sea at midnight tonight. Someone will guide me from there, but he didn't specify the exact location."
Lu Jingchen added, "This matter concerns the vast interests of Thousand Mile Mountain, as well as my future and my life. I implore you, Brother Li, to keep it secret."
Li Weiyi forced a wry smile.
Even if he wanted to tell Tang Wanzhou, he couldn't find her now.
'How am I supposed to find her?'
'Can Er Feng track her down? Or should I go to the West Ferry?'
For now, Li Weiyi put those thoughts aside and agreed to help Lu Jingchen.
Then, remembering the second matter weighing on his mind, he asked, "Second Brother Lu, you've been in Dragon City for quite some time. Have you seen the Rice Palace's True Disciple or Chu Yutian?"
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END OF CHAPTER
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