Chapter 1379: Wind Sun Mountain

As his evasion light withdrew, a Golden Core Realm youth in armor landed before the hall.

The armored youth hurried into the main hall and bowed to the three people inside one by one.

"Did you find traces of that person?" Before the armored youth could report, the azure-robed elder took the initiative to ask.

"Reporting to Master, after I received the order, I immediately led people personally to patrol the islands. We searched for five days and combed through almost every island, but we discovered nothing unusual." The armored youth gave a fist-and-palm salute.

The azure-robed elder nodded slightly, not surprised.

From that person’s actions, he could tell that the man was deeply suspicious by nature and definitely would not have left any traces behind.

That was not what the azure-robed elder cared about. "Has the news been released?"

The armored youth nodded. "Messages have already been sent to every island and all immortal cultivators, and I also ordered someone to send word back to Wind Sun Mountain. Fourth Junior Brother should have already begun taking action..."

"Good. You may withdraw for now. Do not make any other moves, lest you ruin things by overdoing them." The azure-robed elder dismissed the youth, then looked at the two Spiritual Infant cultivators. "That person is likely hiding somewhere to heal his injuries. As long as he comes out of seclusion and makes contact with immortal cultivators, he will receive the news. Unless he has already left Wind Sun Mountain."

One of the Spiritual Infant cultivators was a female cultivator, dressed in a set of fengguan xiapei. Her appearance and bearing were extraordinary. She looked at the armored youth’s back and said, "Daoist Feng, you're preparing to invite that person to deal with the Bifang together?"[1]

"That’s right!" The azure-robed elder nodded. "He fought three great demon kings alone, and one of them was the Bifang. Even I would not dare guarantee I could escape unscathed. Such an expert suddenly appeared, and he has already formed a grudge with the Bifang. To us, this is a heaven-sent opportunity, so naturally, we have to do everything we can to win him over!"

The other Spiritual Infant cultivator was a male cultivator. He had a handsome appearance and a graceful bearing. Wearing black robes with a longsword hanging at his waist, he looked like a chivalrous swordsman wandering the mortal world.

The black-robed swordsman smiled faintly and said, "For you to value him so highly, it seems like this person is skillful. However, for such an expert to barge into these waters for no reason at such a time... Could there be some trick involved? Daoist Feng, have you found out this person’s origins?"

The azure-robed elder shook his head. "At the time, we only saw that person’s evasion light from afar. We only know that this person is skilled in Lightning Evasion. Daoist Shen and I thought it over again and again, but we could not think of anyone like him. However, after that person left, Daoist Shen and I searched along the direction from which the Bifang chased him and discovered a destroyed dragon boat. We do not know whether it is related to this person."

"A dragon boat? Did this person come from Stardust Archipelago?" The female cultivator sounded surprised.

"It is still unclear for now, but as long as this person is not from the demon race, everything can be discussed. No matter what schemes he may have, can he really hide them from our eyes?" The azure-robed elder did not care in the slightest.

"Daoist Feng is right. This person may have relied on Lightning Evasion to escape, but his true strength may not be all that great," the black-robed swordsman said, his expression equally relaxed.

***

On an unnamed mountain in Crescent Moon Realm.

Dense mist gathered. From time to time, streaks of evasion light entered and exited the mist.

As it turned out, this was where the nearby cultivators held a trade fair. Of course, those who attended the trade fair were merely low-level cultivators of little standing.

The mist rippled. A figure drifted out from within. It was Qin Sang, who had already entered Crescent Moon Island.

To stay far from the turmoil, Qin Sang had gone to great lengths and taken a wide detour. After finally arriving on Crescent Moon Island, his tense mind eased slightly, and he began inquiring about the situation nearby.

Qin Sang walked out of the mist. His figure flickered, then vanished into thin air. Immediately afterward, another person walked out from the other side. He rubbed his eyes hard, inwardly muttered that he had seen a ghost, and hurried away.

"Wind Sun Mountain..." Qin Sang stood on a mountaintop and looked toward the crescent tip.

According to the information he had found, Wind Sun Mountain was the dojo of a Spiritual Infant cultivator.

This person was respectfully known as Master Feng, and he was actually a middle-stage Spiritual Infant cultivator.

The territories near the crescent tip, both large and small forces, all treated Master Feng with great reverence and acknowledged him as their master.

This person was an undisputed overlord and the strongest expert in the vicinity. His influence did not merely cover Wind Sun Mountain. Even other Spiritual Infant cultivator forces did not dare disrespect Master Feng.

Fortunately, Master Feng was not eccentric or violent by nature. Wind Sun Mountain had a decent reputation in the immortal cultivation world and could be considered part of the righteous faction.

I wonder if Master Feng was among those two people who frightened the Bifang away. This thought flashed through Qin Sang’s mind as he looked around.

Continuous mountains surrounded him, stretching as far as the eye could see. He had detoured too far.

This place could no longer truly be considered Wind Sun Mountain’s territory. Instead, it was the border between Wind Sun Mountain and another sect, the Yin Moon Sect. It was full of perilous mountains and treacherous waters, and high-level cultivators had no interest in it.

The cultivators attending the trade fair were all low-level, but there were many well-informed people among them. And the information they shared was no secret.

Qin Sang had learned that several months ago, all the forces, large and small, around Wind Sun Mountain had received orders to gather at Wind Sun Mountain.

The largest immortal cultivator market is at Wind Sun Mountain. If I want to inquire about the three realms of the entire North Sea, I must make a trip to Wind Sun Mountain. Before that, I have to recover my strength first. Qin Sang pondered silently.

In truth, he was not afraid of being swept into the turmoil. With his current cultivation, he was only wary of late-stage Spiritual Infant cultivators.

If he sensed that something was wrong, he could pull away and leave at any time. Master Feng would not be able to stop him either.

As the overlord of a region, Master Feng definitely knew many secrets. If Qin Sang could use this opportunity to befriend Master Feng, his future movements would become much more convenient.

In addition, Qin Sang was also curious whether Chenyan, the Ghost Mother, and Dongyang Bo had crossed the storm and come to the three realms of the North Sea.

If they had appeared here before, Master Feng should likely know a thing or two.

After making up his mind, Qin Sang chose a direction and flew swiftly for a while. He arrived before a mountain range that looked unremarkable. His gaze flickered as he summoned the Golden Sinking Sword and slashed fiercely toward the mountain range.

Rumble! The mountains shook. A layer of light suddenly burst out from within the mountains and blocked the sword qi.

Beneath the light barrier, the scene changed drastically. Clear springs murmured through the mountains, and lush greenery spread everywhere, making the place look like a celestial realm. Several pavilions and towers were hidden among them, and figures flew out from within, their expressions panicked as they looked toward the air.

This place was a small sect called Myriad Sword Sect.

Qin Sang did not attack with full force. After slashing out one sword, he withdrew the sword and stood there calmly, leisurely watching the people of Myriad Sword Sect.

Very soon, Qin Sang was respectfully invited into the sect leader’s hall of Myriad Sword Sect.

"Reporting to Senior, all members of Myriad Sword Sect are here. We received permission from Senior Yin, the sect master of Yin Moon Sect, to move Myriad Sword Sect here. I do not know how we have offended you, Senior. Please be merciful, Senior. I will immediately lead our disciples away."

The sect master of Myriad Sword Sect only had Golden Core Realm cultivation and was not currently in the mountain. A female cultivator at the Foundation Building Realm received Qin Sang. Her entire body trembled, and she had great difficulty finishing these words.

Everyone in Myriad Sword Sect was in a state of panic.

Qin Sang paid it no mind and said, "What would I want your sect grounds for? I need to find a place to heal my injuries. I saw that the spirit vein here is decent, so I will borrow it for a while. You may all cultivate in the main hall. Without my permission, none of you are allowed to leave even half a step."

As he spoke, Qin Sang secretly released the Sky-Eyed Butterfly, then walked into the sect leader’s cave dwelling without looking back.

1. Fengguan xiapei (Chinese: 凤冠霞帔) is a type of traditional Chinese wedding clothing categorized under Hanfu, which was worn by Han Chinese women in Ming and Qing dynasties. The set was also completed by two important accessories from which the set of attire gained its name: the xiapei (霞帔) and the phoenix coronet, known as fengguan. ☜

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