957: Chapter 271: As soon as he came in, he saw Chang Wei fighting Laifu 957: Chapter 271: As soon as he came in, he saw Chang Wei fighting Laifu The Dui Gua appeared but did not, like the Kui Trigram, burrow into Su He’s body.
It hesitated, unable for a moment to decide whether to seek out Ji Feixue or Su He—not because it was humanly uncertain, for the Hexagrams lack Spirit Wisdom, but because the auras emanating from both Su He and Ji Feixue equally attracted it.
Su He understood in an instant, withdrew the Small Dui Symbol in his Inner World, and concealed the aura of his Symbol.
The confused Dui Gua became decisive, as streams of water-like power flowed towards Ji Feixue.
Ji Feixue looked towards Su He.
Su He waved his paws, his face a picture of roguishness, “Don’t be touched, the Hexagrams I’ve had are more than you’ve ever seen!
Just a casual throw at home.”
On this point alone, Su He was not boasting.
Ji Feixue fell silent for a moment, stars twinkling in her eyes, her lips moved slightly as she whispered softly, “Thank you!”
In the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, with the Three Thousand Great Worlds and hundred thousand smaller worlds, let alone mortals, just the cultivators of Stepping Sky Seven-fold, besides Mystery Huang and Seal Emperor, have scores or even hundreds in most of the remaining great worlds, and at least seven or eight in the fewer.
In the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, there are countless beings above just Stepping Sky Seven-fold, but because the worlds are so vast, they seem few when spread out.
There are only sixty-four Hexagrams.
One can imagine the fierce battles over the Hexagrams—the remnants of the Tian Nu’s Arrow clan at the Seven-Step Heavenly Path are still struggling to survive in Su He’s Inner World!
The Hexagrams are truly the greatest treasures of the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.
Otherwise, Ji Feixue wouldn’t have risked being wanted by the Dragon clan to leave the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.
To casually relinquish such a treasure.
To say it didn’t touch her would be false.
“I’m refining the Hexagram, help me protect the law,” Ji Feixue put away the Immortal Sword and spoke softly.
Su He cheered, “Wife, don’t worry, I guarantee not even a fly will land on Chenfeng Mountain!”
Given Ji Feixue’s current demeanor, to openly ask for help meant she saw him as one of her own.
Even if not a spiritual pair, at least as a comrade.
A slight smile seemed to form on Ji Feixue’s lips, then quickly withdrew as she took a step forward and sat cross-legged beneath the Dui Gua.
Su He fell silent, retreating tens of meters to lay down quietly.
This was the first time he had seen someone refining a Hexagram.
The orthodox method of refining Hexagrams, Su He had yet to see.
His way of refining a Hexagram was straightforward: to seize!
Once seized, the Hexagram inevitably yields quality points—not necessarily quality points as they then need to be converted into quality points, given the Hexagrams’ uniqueness and the uselessness of quantity points.
If not for the Hexagrams’ special nature, Su He would be inclined to seize those of his own people, add quality points, and then return them—the special nature of the Hexagrams demands compatibility.
If Su He seized them, the Hexagrams would be most suitable for him.
Returning them, their compatibility with their original owner would be hard to match.
Even a high-quality Symbol is useless if the affinity is off.
Just like Uncle Luo holding the Kan Trigram, merely making do for now.
Of course, this making do is all relative, the unique treasures of the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, coveted by many Greater Powers.
The Dui Gua Symbol transformed into strands of water that coiled around Ji Feixue, each strand imprinting traces of Ji Feixue upon it, completely morphing it into Ji Feixue’s likeness.
This was a slow process, not to be hurried.
Even for preliminary refining, it would likely take a month or more.
Su He lay nearby, sustaining an Array to protect Chenfeng Mountain, concealing both the Qi of Dui Gua and Ji Feixue.
If the Dui Gua had not been refined, it couldn’t be extracted; otherwise, Su He would have preferred to take Ji Feixue to the Suppression Land in the gorge for refining, where not a trace of Qi would escape, thus avoiding attracting cultivators and the Dragon clan who are greedy for treasure.
While sustaining the barrier, Su He’s consciousness slowly sank into his Inner World.
The transformation of Yi River in the Inner World was completed, the Soul Body thoroughly imbued with Su He’s aura, as if it became a Ghost General completely from the Inner World.
Whenever Su He willed it, he could obliterate it in an instant.
He and the Ghost General had a few differences: the Ghost General was personally transformed by Baiyin and could enter the real world, but Yi River could not.
Entering the real world would turn it to dust in an instant.
At this moment, having just received nurturing from the Netherworld Qi, Yi River had restored some of its soul body, and bowed to the Ghost General in front: “Greetings, elder!”
His clan was extremely sensitive to the world, and a slight spiritual sense allowed him to perceive that the Ghost General before him was no different from him, both beings transformed by the Dragon Turtle from external life forms, not native-born beings of the Dragon Turtle’s Inner World.
Towering over Yi River by half a height, the Ghost General looked down at him, “The Venerable Lord has arrived, follow me to pay respects!”
With that, the Ghost General had already started walking towards the edge of the Netherworld—though the Netherworld overlapped with the Mortal World, at the level of a Ghost General, one could break into the Mortal World from anywhere.
But to meet Su He, one should, of course, proceed through the proper Entrance to the Netherworld.
Yi River followed the Ghost General, exiting the Netherworld, crossing the gorge, and moving directly to Mortal World.
There, a Dragon Turtle lay across the sky, watching over all directions.
“Subordinate Zhen, pays respects to the Venerable Lord!” the Ghost General bowed down, his demeanor respectful.
His mind wasn’t filled with much, other than the loyalty indoctrinated by Baiyin.
Su He was his lord, never to be defied.
The kneeling finished, he turned his head, glaring dissatisfiedly at Yi River.
Yi River’s expression stiffened, he took a deep breath, his face rising with the same respect, bowing: “Yi River pays respects to the Venerable Lord.”
Is this what it feels like to be a dependant?
Altered by the atmosphere of the Dragon Turtle’s Inner World, seeing the Dragon Turtle again seemed like beholding a Divine God, an overwhelming veneration!
This was still because he had a high status; if a normal living creature were transformed, they simply could not look directly at the Dragon Turtle… could not look directly at the Venerable Lord!
Cannot look directly at a god!
Suddenly, this phrase came to Yi River’s mind, the motto of the Light Wing Clan, also a major clan that monopolized a great world, entirely isolated and unconnected from the outside world.