Chapter 679
Zheng Fa smiled, thinking to himself that Xie Qingxue really held him in high regard. He then asked about another matter, “Xie Xianzi, where is the Qingping Sword?”
Xie Qingxue’s expression turned a bit strange as she took out the Qingping Sword and said to Zheng Fa, “Can it really be changed?”
Zheng Fa ignited the True Sun Fire in his hand, wrapping it around the Xian Sword. “It’s impossible to refine the Xian Sword into the Qingping Sword, but altering its appearance shouldn’t be a problem.”
The method used by the Tianhe Zunzhang to forge the Xian Sword originally stemmed from the “Nine Transformations Golden Elixir Method,” where the spiritual material particles inherently contained the essence of the five elements.
After Zheng Fa modified the Great Array of Heaven and Earth, the Xian Sword now resonated perfectly with his cultivation method, even equivalent to having practiced a portion of the “Tiangang Disha Transformation.”
Thus, the Xian Sword naturally gained some transformative abilities, much like the Zao Hua Yu Tie.
And with the addition of the True Sun Fire…
Moments later, Zheng Fa held a “Qingping Sword” in his hand and, with Xie Qingxue, flew out of the Jiushan Realm. He then activated the Rainbow Transformation technique, heading straight towards Haori Mountain.
“Zheng Fa, why do you care so much about Luo Sanxian?” Xie Qingxue asked amidst the rainbow light.
“On one hand, as I mentioned to Senior Sister Zhang, it’s about clearing my name,” Zheng Fa replied.
Xie Qingxue nodded but still frowned, somewhat puzzled. “Aren’t you afraid of making things worse?”
“On the other hand…” Zheng Fa glanced at Xie Qingxue, “Peace cannot be avoided.”
Xie Qingxue was taken aback, not expecting Zheng Fa to say this suddenly.
“Luo Sanxian has committed a taboo. If we endure in silence, given the nature of the Four Sects, they would only escalate the situation. At that point…”
Xie Qingxue immediately understood and gently nodded.
“Moreover, my Jiushan Sect isn’t without its own vulnerabilities.”
Xie Qingxue paused, suddenly realizing that with the involvement of the Yanzhangmen and the Jiuyou Mozu, she still had Yan Wushuang and Old Han, which were the biggest leverage against the Jiushan Realm…
“The peace of Jiushan Sect lies with the Jiuyou Mozu,” Zheng Fa’s voice was calm yet resolute amidst the rainbow light, “and also in this sword.”
Xie Qingxue silently closed her eyes, her heart echoing a single thought: Zheng Fa seemed never to have considered distancing himself from the three of them.
The Xian Sword was rightfully his!
(End of this chapter)
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**Chapter 475: Chasing Each Other, Sharing the Spirit**
The speed of the Rainbow Transformation technique was unparalleled. In just a few breaths, Zheng Fa, with Xie Qingxue, met up with Senior Sister Zhang and the Jiushan Patriarch.
“Where are the others?” Zheng Fa immediately inquired upon their meeting.
Senior Sister Zhang shook her head. “We didn’t dare get too close, and Luo Sanxian left decisively. We have no idea where he is now.”
Zheng Fa felt a twinge of disappointment. Although he had pursued immediately, he had to admit that Luo Sanxian was incredibly fast.
Moreover, Zheng Fa had spent some time modifying the Xian Sword.
It was wise for Senior Sister Zhang and the Jiushan Patriarch not to get too close; otherwise, if they were discovered, Zheng Fa would have regretted it.
“Senior Sister, can you calculate?” Zheng Fa asked.
Senior Sister Zhang frowned at his request. “With Luo Sanxian’s cultivation level, the innate Eight Trigrams can’t pinpoint his location…”
“I’m not asking about Luo Sanxian; I’m asking about the Eighth Elder of the Chongxuan Sect.”
Senior Sister Zhang’s eyes lit up. She quickly activated the innate Eight Trigrams diagram, and after a couple of breaths, pointed in a direction. “This way!”
Zheng Fa led the three of them, activating the rainbow light and flying forward without hesitation.
The innate Eight Trigrams diagram was incredibly mystical, but it had its limitations.
If it were used to calculate Luo Sanxian’s position, the margin of error could exceed thirty percent.
Even when calculating the whereabouts of other Transformation Stage cultivators, it wouldn’t be entirely accurate—though the error might be less than ten percent, or even less than five percent.
Given Zheng Fa’s speed, even a slight error could result in a distance of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of miles.
Fortunately, Luo Sanxian had brought along an Eighth Elder from the Chongxuan Sect, who was merely a Nascent Soul cultivator and was nearly undetectable in front of the innate Eight Trigrams.
As they traveled, Zheng Fa even spotted several familiar runes in the void—
A silver glint flashed in Zheng Fa’s eyes as he slightly slowed the rainbow light to discern. “These were left by the five red dragons!”
The spirits of the four were lifted, further confirming that the direction pointed out by Senior Sister Zhang was correct, and they realized that Luo Sanxian had passed through not long ago.
…
At the border between the Bixian Alliance and Haori Mountain.
Luo Sanxian’s heart skipped a beat as he glanced back but saw nothing.
Yet, he couldn’t shake off a sense of unease—though he didn’t know where this worry stemmed from, he had always relied on a sense of caution since he began his path to immortality, eventually reaching the realm of Sanxian.
Even though he felt he was slightly stronger than the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor, he didn’t want to take unnecessary risks, which was why he had decisively left the Chongxuan Sect.
Feeling something unusual, he didn’t ignore it. Instead, he stopped and looked around.
A celebratory cloud appeared above Luo Sanxian’s head, and on that cloud stood a red sun god, surrounded by five fire dragons, standing tall.
The sun god extended his palm, and suddenly, a black and red vortex formed in the void.
The surrounding spiritual energy symbols were instantly drawn into this vortex, falling one after another.
The spiritual resonance around was thrown into chaos.
Luo Sanxian glanced around, nodding slightly, feeling reassured—this was his exclusive secret technique that had helped him escape countless dangers, adept at breaking various tracking methods. Even after achieving the Sanxian realm, he had improved this technique.
Now, he was confident that no tracking method in the Xuanwei Realm could keep up with him.
After retracting the sun god, he changed direction and quickly flew away.
In less than half a tea time, a rainbow bridge suddenly appeared in the sky, and Zheng Fa, along with Senior Sister Zhang and the Jiushan Patriarch, stepped out from the bridge.
“Senior Sister?”
Senior Sister Zhang quickly activated her flying brush, and the symbols on the innate Eight Trigrams diagram flew about. After a moment, she frowned and shook her head slightly at Zheng Fa. “The energy here is chaotic. The innate Eight Trigrams show that the accuracy of the deduction is low. Even for the Eighth Elder, there’s only a ninety percent certainty.”
Zheng Fa felt a bit troubled upon hearing this.
He had come to understand some of the principles behind the innate Eight Trigrams diagram—simply put, it was a probability calculation. However, because it contained some of the fundamental truths of heaven and earth, it was much more accurate and miraculous than the Nine Chapters Calculation.
But if key data was lost, the accuracy would significantly drop.
For instance, Senior Sister Zhang didn’t know enough about Sanxians, making the deduction difficult.
Moreover, the energy in the void had been disturbed by Luo Sanxian, which naturally caused the innate Eight Trigrams to collect inaccurate data. Even deducing the Eighth Elder’s Nascent Soul trace would lower the success rate.
“Ninety percent… it’s easy to lose track.”
The Jiushan Patriarch understood the difficulty and muttered.
Even Xie Qingxue, who was beside them, frowned in deep thought, realizing she had no good solutions either.
Instantly, all three pairs of eyes fell on Zheng Fa.
Zheng Fa found himself at a loss, not expecting Luo Sanxian to be so cautious.
Not only was he fast, but he also expertly erased any traces of his crimes—clearly a seasoned offender.
As he hesitated, the Zao Hua Yu Tie in his sea of consciousness suddenly trembled. Upon opening it, he found a spiritual message from the Head of Mingde:
“Did you know about the earthquake at Haori Mountain?”
Before Zheng Fa could respond, the Head of Mingde, seemingly unable to contain his curiosity, sent another message:
“Is this earthquake related to your Bixian Alliance?”
Zheng Fa was taken aback for a moment and quickly replied, “How could you say that? Head, don’t wrongfully accuse my Jiushan Sect!”
“...Someone saw Luo Sanxian running from the Bixian Alliance territory towards Haori Mountain.”
Zheng Fa stared at the message, fell silent for a moment, and decisively replied, “Then you should suspect him.”
“Is he crazy?”
Zheng Fa was momentarily speechless, suddenly feeling a flicker of inspiration. He hurriedly asked, “Did someone see Luo Sanxian?”
“Yes, several people saw him. He’s a Dao Fruit cultivator, and his escape light is well-known.”
“Where was he seen?” Zheng Fa asked first, then shook his head, thinking it unnecessary to ask; he could easily check using the Zao Hua Yu Tie.
As the server for spiritual messages, he usually didn’t monitor the exchanges of these cultivators, but if he needed to investigate, he had plenty of means.
On the other end, the Head of Mingde seemed to sense something was off and quickly asked, “...What are you planning to do?”
…
At the summit of the Taishang Dao, there stood Tianchi Mountain, towering over ten thousand feet.
At the peak of Tianchi Mountain was a vast lake, beside which was a waterside pavilion.
The Head of Mingde was sitting there when he suddenly put down the tome in his hand, raised his head sharply, and commanded, “Contact those in the Haori Mountain area.”
At that moment, Tongming Shangren was serving in the pavilion and couldn’t help but ask, “People?”
“All cultivators affiliated with our Taishang Dao, even those sent out for special missions, anyone in the Haori Mountain area—oh, and those from the Bixian Alliance. Contact as many as you can.”
Seeing the seriousness on his face, Tongming Shangren quickly took out a communication talisman, preparing to send a spiritual message. Suddenly, he froze, looking bewildered. “What did you say?”
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