Chapter 273
He had just lifted his fingers from the jade seal when the golden seal suddenly floated before him.
Immediately, a gentle breeze swept Zheng Fa and the others into the main hall, which stood with its doors wide open.
“What is this...?”
Uncle Huang, entering the main hall for the first time, wore a tense expression as he gazed at the tombstone on the high platform.
“Don’t panic, Uncle. It seems my golden seal has upgraded.”
The three of them stared at the golden seal.
Originally, there was a statue of a deity on the seal, but this deity had no face.
Now, suddenly, Zheng Fa’s features appeared on that blank face.
At the same time, the tombstone on the high platform burst into brilliant light.
The characters inscribed on the stone glimmered with golden radiance, slowly coalescing in the air into a scroll.
Meanwhile, the original stone body disintegrated into countless specks of starlight, like fireflies, flying into the sky and then descending before Zheng Fa and the others.
These starlights enveloped the golden seal, gradually merging into it, transforming the seal into one that appeared entirely made of jade.
As soon as the jade seal emerged, a beam of golden light shot from the deity’s eyes, piercing into Zheng Fa’s forehead.
Zheng Fa had no time to evade; he felt a buzzing in his head, and suddenly, the world around him changed.
He felt as if he had become another person, wandering aimlessly on land, seemingly searching for something. Later, he encountered a golden bell that looked very familiar to him.
As time passed, he wielded the golden bell to control a faction, gaining the might of thousands of immortals coming to pay homage, which filled him with pride.
Until the great calamity of heaven and earth arrived.
He felt as if he had lost himself, becoming someone else, unable to act on his own—until he was killed.
These images were fragmented and silent.
They left Zheng Fa feeling somewhat dazed.
Yet, amidst this information, a segment resembling a message suddenly appeared, causing Zheng Fa to fall into a long silence before he sighed:
“So that’s how it is…”
“What do you mean, ‘so that’s how it is’?”
“This matter is complex; there’s no time to explain in detail.”
Zheng Fa replied, extending his hand toward the scroll in the air, which flew into his grasp.
The scroll was blank, leaving Yuan Shijie and Uncle Huang even more puzzled.
“Zheng Fa? Can you control this Tian Bei realm now?”
Zheng Fa gently shook his head. “I wouldn’t say I can control it. I suppose I’m just the successor of the previous master of this Tian Bei realm.”
Uncle Huang frowned. “Can disciples of Jiushan Sect take refuge in this Tian Bei realm?”
“Of course,” Zheng Fa nodded. “Now I can control the portal of the Tian Bei and the Thunder Pool outside.”
“Isn’t that enough?”
“However, I still can’t move the Tian Bei.”
Zheng Fa sighed.
Uncle Huang was taken aback, finally understanding why there was no joy on Zheng Fa’s face.
Their best-case scenario had been that Zheng Fa could move the Thunder Pool with the Tian Bei to crush that Blood River Ancestor and the Qingyun Great Sage. If he couldn’t move the Tian Bei, they had no way to rescue Sister Zhang and the others...
“This Tian Bei realm—actually, it can be said to be the treasure space of the Sun and Moon Bell…”
“Sun and Moon Bell?”
“Yes, the Sun and Moon Bell…” Zheng Fa explained, “This is the name left by the previous master of this Tian Bei realm. To control this realm, I actually need to refine the Sun and Moon Bell…”
“Is it difficult?”
Zheng Fa nodded. “Yes, at least I can’t do it in a very short time.”
“Then... what about Jiushan Sect?”
Zheng Fa took out the scroll and spread it before the two of them.
“This item was referred to by the previous master as the Little Fengshen List…”
“Fengshen List is just Fengshen List; why is there a ‘Little’ in front of it?”
Zheng Fa twitched his lips; perhaps it was because the previous master had heard the same myth as he did.
“What’s the use of this thing?”
“Besides allowing disciples to enter the Tian Bei realm for refuge, this Fengshen List can hold the essence and souls of twenty-four individuals, who will become immortals within the Tian Bei realm…”
Uncle Huang listened, stunned, still confused. “What does that mean?”
“It means that these twenty-four individuals, even if they die in the outside world, can still exist in the form of gods within the Tian Bei realm…”
Zheng Fa explained.
Upon hearing this, Uncle Huang’s gaze toward the Little Fengshen List changed: “Immortal and indestructible?”
“No, far from it. If someone breaks into the Tian Bei realm, they would actually be quite vulnerable.”
“…”
“On the other hand, if the essence and souls are inscribed on this Little Fengshen List, their life and death—can be said to be in my hands.”
Uncle Huang fell silent for a moment but nodded. “Even so, this treasure is indeed extraordinary.”
Zheng Fa explained the Little Fengshen List not to show off but said, “Uncle, on that day, Sister Zhang gave me a portion of her soul essence to enter the Tian Bei realm…”
“You mean? To write Wuyi’s name on it?”
Zheng Fa nodded.
“That... is a way to save her.”
“I’m just afraid Sister Zhang wouldn’t want to be bound by anyone... Once her name is written, she can never come down again…”
This thing called the Little Fengshen List indeed had some characteristics of the Fengshen List—
First, those on the list are nearly immortal and indestructible.
On the other hand, this thing also resembles a cage.
“With Wuyi’s temperament, she would naturally rather die than be bound by anyone. If it were someone else, I would definitely not allow it, but you…” Uncle Huang looked deeply at Zheng Fa. “Do you think you’re unworthy of her trust with her life? Or do you plan to use this to threaten her?”
“Do you not trust yourself, or do you not trust her faith in you?”
Zheng Fa was taken aback, then suddenly smiled. The essence and soul of Sister Zhang flew out from his hand, and the three characters ‘Zhang Wuyi’ slowly appeared on the blank scroll.
“Eh?”
A phantom flew out from the scroll, landing before the three of them.
It was indeed the figure of Sister Zhang.
“Zheng Shidi?”
She glanced at Uncle Huang and Yuan Shijie beside her and asked, “Master? Yuan Shimei? What is this...?”
Zheng Fa explained the function and limitations of the Little Fengshen List to Sister Zhang.
However, upon hearing this, Sister Zhang seemed indifferent, only turning to say, “Zheng Shidi, I happen to have some questions I’d like to discuss with you.”
Zheng Fa was taken aback, suddenly realizing that this Fengshen List could indeed be used for online classes!
“Sister Zhang, I have a wealth of knowledge I want to share with you!”
“However, Sister Zhang, there’s some information in this jade seal that I’d like to discuss with you first…”
Uncle Huang was taken aback, muttering, “Didn’t you say it was too complex to explain in detail?”
Yuan Shijie, however, was quite experienced: “Uncle, sometimes—whether something is complex or not depends on the person.”
Uncle Huang: “…”
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 255: Understanding is Difficult, Did I Get It Wrong?
Yuan Shijie was right—though Uncle Huang was in the Nascent Soul stage, to be honest, she was a very traditional cultivator from the Xuanwei realm, or rather, an intuitive type of cultivator.
Her cultivation relied entirely on comprehension.
Naturally, Zheng Fa’s exchanges with her were not as smooth as with Sister Zhang...
Thinking of this, Zheng Fa was momentarily stunned, but suddenly understood—
In the vast expanse of Xuanwei, among countless beings, there was only one person who could understand what he was saying and grasp what he wanted.
That was only Sister Zhang.
But...
That was enough.
“Sister, look.”
Zheng Fa pointed, and a water curtain appeared before them, revealing the Sun and Moon Bell.
However, unlike before, there were dozens of figures sitting around the bell, seemingly comprehending it or cultivating under its influence.
“What is this?”
“This is a scene I saw in the remnants of the previous master of this Tian Bei,” Zheng Fa explained. “There’s also some information, but it’s quite chaotic…”
Sister Zhang nodded, signaling Zheng Fa to continue.
“The previous master of the Tian Bei, I’ll tentatively call him Tian Zun.” Zheng Fa organized his thoughts; the Tian Zun had been dead for who knows how long, and much of the information required him to piece together, “He seems to have been a cultivator who survived the decline of spiritual energy, or the great calamity of heaven and earth, and already possessed a certain level of cultivation.”
“But his rise actually came after obtaining the Sun and Moon Bell.”
“Or rather, many great powers during what we call the Divine Path Era achieved their status by acquiring the spiritual treasures of their predecessors.”
As he spoke, Zheng Fa tapped the water curtain, causing the Sun and Moon Bell within to suddenly become transparent, resembling a golden glass.
What surprised Sister Zhang even more was—
On the bell’s surface, there were intricate patterns that looked very familiar.
“This is... a composite talisman diagram like the True Form Talisman of Mountains and Rivers?”
Sister Zhang understood why Zheng Fa wanted to discuss this with her first. She furrowed her brow, murmuring, “If, according to what we discussed earlier, these composite talisman diagrams actually represent a form of spiritual intelligence—then…”
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