Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 677
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Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 677 – The Path of Dao Without Hope
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Jing Shu pointed at Fang Yanying and said, “Ask her.”
Fang Yanying wasted no time for Kui Li to look at her and said, “Your ninth brother was going to release a flood to turn the whole Zhou country into an ocean. This is already against the law of Zhou, so I had to pass the judgment.”
Jing Shu said, “Why didn’t Shen Lian tell me before that?”
Fang Yanying replied, “You can ask my Uncle-Master when he exits solitary, but not now.”
Jing Shu smirked, “I need to ask now.” Her relationship with Bei Mingzi was actually not that close, she was just unhappy that Shen Lian never told her.
Fang Yanying subtly replied, “Over my dead body.”
Jing Shu’s eyes were so sharp that her deadly Kunpeng aura engulfed a Fang Yanying. At her cultivation level, very few people were more powerful than her. Even though Fang Yanying was an extraordinary prodigy, she was still inferior to the clan of Kunpeng, additionally, her cultivation period was not as long as Jing Shu, so the strong aura caused her to move a step back, however she remained straight standing with no intention of backing off.
Kui Li sighed, “Fang Yanying, can you let me see Shen Lian for a while?”
Fang Yanying replied, “Yes you may.”
Kui Li was relieved because she did not want to kill this disciple of Shen Lian.
This was when Fang Yanying continued, “but I have to be dead first.”
Jing Shu said, “Kui Li my little sister, please do not trouble yourself. I shall not barge in.”
With a grin, she transformed into a Suparna bird. As she flapped her majestic wings, a violent storm was seen rushing towards the Biyou Palace.
The palace was indestructible and remained still in the storm, but all the buildings around it were instantly wrecked. If it was not for the connoisseurs in the city who created an experiential realm, the damage would have been worse.
Kui Li was in a dilemma. She knew that Jing Shu was throwing a tantrum, but if she went to stop her now, the consequences would be unimaginable.
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Even someone as decisive as her had no idea what to do in such circumstance.
Jing Shu had no intention of stopping. The storm got stronger and more violent. A few bottomless holes were formed in front of Biyou Palace since all the earth beneath was being taken away. Fang Yanying and Kui Li would both be reduced into pieces if it was not for their incredible strength.
Just as Jing Shu’s fury was escalating, a Golden Pitcher appeared on top of Biyou Palace. It was slowing rotating and the whole storm was sucked into it, turning things calm again.
After the Golden Pitcher absorbed the storm, it extended itself until it turned into a lotus seat, where a celestial was seen emerging from it, who was none other than Shen Lian. He warned, “That is enough, Jing Shu.”
Jing Shu refused to retract from her demonic form even when she saw Shen Lian. She said, “You never told me about my ninth brother because you were afraid that if I know the truth, I will betray you and stop being used by you. Am I not right?”
Shen Lian, “It is true that I was using you, but I never feared you betraying me. I was actually trying to lure one person out.”
Jing Shu asked, “What do you mean?”
“This is not anything secretive. Even if I didn’t tell you, you will find out sooner or later. The reason I never told you before this was that I wanted to find out who told you about this so soon.” Shen Lian replied lightly.
All this conversation was done through telepathy that only Jing Shu could hear.
Jing Shu was not dumb too. She flapped her wings and entered Biyou Palace. Fang Yanying could not stop her this time.
As she entered the palace, she saw that Shen Lian was expecting her. She was surprised by Shen Lian’s speed which could be no less than her now.
She commented, “Looks like your solitary retreat was quite effective.”
Shen Lian smiled, “I am treading on thin ice here. I shall not mention such little improvement here.”
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Jing Shu, “Let’s cut to the chase. What you said earlier seemed to have a hidden meaning. What did you actually mean?”
Shen Lian responded, “I have many enemies in the netherworld, and most of them have tricks up their sleeves. Even though I could foresee the fortune, I could not see all of them accurately. This was why I purposely did not bring it up, so the others would not promote this.”
Jing Shu’s expression turned cold, “So I have become your bait. What a great idea. Are you not worried that I will go against you too?”
Shen Lian replied subtly, “If your relationship with that one was close, you will come for me eventually.”
Jing Shu said, “Ninth brother and I were not even close, but I was mad that you hid things from me. Now I am even more furious, because you not only hide things from me, you even used me.”
She stared at Shen Lian furiously, to which Shen Lian never flinched and replied earnestly, “I still need a favor from you. Tell me who did you hear about this from.”
Jing Shu was supposed to feel mad, but as Shen Lian stared at her shamelessly and asked for her help so forwardly, her anger unknowingly faded away.
After all, she was bound together with Shen Lian in this stalemate with Shangqing Daoist Master. She was dejected with the thought it and answered, “A black Qilin told me.”
Shen Lian could read Jing Shu’s thoughts, so he said, “Let’s go to Diqiu together. I will capture Yinglong for you. Since you feel that you have not many days left, let’s make full use of them and I will do my best to help you achieve that.”
Jing Shu never expected Shen Lian’s response, so she continued, “Are you not asking for more details? You only know that it was a black Qilin. Don’t you want to know what it is for?”
Shen Lian never replied her, because he already knew the answer without Jing Shu. Besides, Jing Shu never knew that the black Qilin was restrained by Fahai in the violet gold alms bowl. Shen Lian seldom bore false witness but he had to break his rule this time. This was not a good thing to him, but sometimes too much truthfulness would hurt others and even himself.
Kui Li and Fang Yanying had also walked in and heard their conversation.
Kui Li said, “Let us go together.”
Jing Shu was going to say she would never go, but since Kui Li had spoken, she complied without protest. After all, she still wanted to eat this Yinglong. As recorded in the literature that she read, Yinglong was the only divine dragon with wings, truly unique. Not only did she want to eat dragon meat, she wanted to eat dragon wings too.
Shen Lian nodded smilingly and said, “Let’s not waste time and leave now. But before this, I have one more issue to resolve.”
Jing Shu grumbled, “You are such a drag.”
Shen Lian ignored her complaint and waved his robe sleeve. A gentle white ray flowed out like water waves. The spirits of those Zhou citizens who were wiped off by Jing Shu’s storm around Biyou Palace slowly emerged. When these spirits hit the gentle white rays, they started to materialize, not so scattered anymore that they might dissipate from this world any time.
There were less than a hundred people affected, and they were all resurrected by Shen Lian with his godly technique.
All of them gathered and kneeled outside the palace to thank Shen Lian, but a gentle force appeared to hold them up. Shen Lian’s voice echoed from within Biyou Palace, “You all shall disperse now.”
Jing Shu never cared for the lives of ants, so it never occurred to her that Shen Lian would use up so much mana to restore these people’s flesh body. She said, “You have such kind heart.”
Shen Lian replied her with a look, “I am just a hypocrite.” He sighed silently, I have helped you today, but who will help me in the future.”
The path ahead was so despairing, but it was a path he could not avoid.
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