889: Chapter 241 Weird Recovery_2 889: Chapter 241 Weird Recovery_2 “Let’s go!
Let’s head back first,”
Qing nodded, following Su He out of the Xuanwu Passage and into the White Tiger Passage.
Overhead, the Western Seven Lodgings were still stars and didn’t transform into the image of the White Tiger or descend with Tao Rhythm, merely because Su He had arrived.
Merely capturing the Netherworld White Tiger didn’t mean he had set foot on The Path of White Tiger; Su He guessed that to elicit a response from the White Tiger Passage, at the very least, the White Tiger’s True Body would need to be condensed.
“Next time we come to the Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace, we’ll first inspect the Illusion Realm in the tomb path, then contemplate Xuan Wu.” Contemplating Xuan Wu took too long; just when he had gained something, he was driven out by the Tao Palace, a loss indeed.
A man and a turtle left the Evil-suppressing Taoist Palace, and the heavy rain outside had stopped.
Yet, the weather remained overcast, likely to bring a relentless light rain for some time.
This season marked the end of East Cloud Mountain’s rainy season, no longer with heavy rainfall but still saturated with moisture.
Su He particularly liked this kind of weather.
Looking back at Su Huanian with a smile in his eyes, “The Xuanwu Star Lodge in my Inner World is becoming more solidified.
I am confident of opening the Three-fold Heaven within these ten years.”
Ji Feixue had said that when she first saw him, it was the Three-fold Heaven.
Even though he had wings, he had already cultivated a human form.
A human form, oh!
He chuckled, looking at Su Huanian.
Su Huanian gave a slight start, his gaze far-reaching.
If he opened the Three-fold Heaven, that would mean returning to 730,000 years ago, wouldn’t it?
What kind of experiences could make a woman like Ji Feixue wait for over seven hundred thousand years?
Su Huanian glanced at Su He, and considered, ‘Should I break his legs to keep him honest and at Long Moon Mansion?’
Su He shivered as though hit by a chill.
…
In a desolate starry sky, the sound of a mustang’s hooves clattered, and a mustang pulling a wooden cart raced forward, the axles sparking with fire.
The Puppet master shed his dazed look, waving the reins and shouting, “Hyah, hyah!”
The mustang’s eyes gleamed as if they saw the best toy in all the heavens, its hooves flicking like wheels, booming with synchronized galloping sounds.
Ahead in the starry sky, an elder with furrowed brows flew swiftly – the Resentful Elder who couldn’t get the refining method for the Taoist court from Mystery Yellow Cave Sky and stood by Seal Emperor’s side.
Gu Luo failed to kill him.
After the White Tiger Ruin, he did not appear at the Fairy Ascension Platform and his whereabouts were unknown.
And for what reason was he so doggedly pursued by the Puppet master?
The Resentful Elder glanced back while flying, cursing as the cart drew ever closer.
Madman!
Utter madman!
His murders never followed principles or rules.
As long as there was a reason, even if it was a Cultivation World fledgling, he would kill without hesitation!
But at least he had reasons—either someone had angered him or there was some benefit.
This madman, though, with no reason at all, would drop everything whenever he saw him and mindlessly charge over, reckless of life and death.
It was a fight to the death every single time, without exception for tens of thousands of years!
And this Puppet master, with deeper Tao Cultivation than him, was unbeatable in a fight.
“Did your grandfather eat my family’s rice?!” The Resentful Elder inwardly cursed.
Don’t let me catch your descendants.
Can’t beat you, can’t I beat your descendants?
I must destroy your whole clan!
He ground his teeth, then his mind suddenly trembled as the cart that had been behind him surged in front.
The Puppet master’s Engraving Sword shone as it lunged at him.
Despicable!
Banning his spatial abilities yet using spatial powers to chase after him.
The Puppet master’s eyes flashed cold as he demanded, “Return my master’s existence to me!”
The Resentful Elder jumped with rage, the same demand for tens of thousands of years!
When have I taken your master’s existence?
He wasn’t even human!
He was born from the collective rage of All Heavens and Myriad Realms.
Moreover, he just died in Mystery Yellow Cave Sky, his being freshly reconstituted from anger, even his clothes stripped from a mortal!
Possessing nothing!
Enraged and desperate, he tore at the air with both hands, condensing emotions into a shield to block the Puppet master’s blow.
With a backhand strike towards the Puppet master, his palm brimming with emotions; amidst the laughter and the curses, there was a hysterical roar.
But the Puppet master did not dodge or flinch, allowing the hit to come.
His mouth repeated the same demand, “Return my master to me!”
The Resentful Elder’s blow landed on his shoulder but felt like it hit cotton, the impact negligible.
This Puppet master was as if devoid of emotions, unable to stir even the slightest reaction.
Not to mention igniting the karma fire to burn his flesh!
Again like this!
It was always like this!
There has been no change for a hundred thousand years!
“Your master is not on your chariot!” the Resentful Elder shouted angrily.
The puppet master flipped his engraving sword in his hand, and without waiting for his palm to retract, he gently turned it at his arm, causing an arm to immediately fall off.
Clutching the severed limb, the puppet master cocked his head, frowning and muttering to himself, “Could it be the master?”
With a pained cry, the Resentful Elder seized the opportunity while the puppet master was dazed and departed in an instant.
Another body destroyed!
His face twisted with ferocity, the Resentful Elder knew the spot severed by the puppet master could not regenerate!
He could only destroy this body and be reborn in his rage!
He wasn’t a cultivator and had no Life Bound Star.
He couldn’t be revived with a flash of his Life Bound Star after death.
Yet, he was even harder to kill; even if he died for a thousand years or ten thousand years, as long as there was enough anger in All Heavens and Myriad Realms, he could be reborn.
With his memory intact!
“I’ll exterminate your whole family!” This time, he must determine the puppet master’s identity, find his bloodline, and torture them to death before him!
Next time, he wanted to be reborn from the puppet master’s rage!
The puppet master surely had descendants; he could tell with just one look.
It was just that the fellow’s status was off, and he could not find his bloodline by following his existence.
But there was plenty of time, to search slowly.
He must be found!
Exterminate your whole family!
He gritted his teeth and fled.
The puppet master, holding the arm, lifted the curtain of the carriage door and smashed the arm onto the sleeping old man’s forehead.
“Master, I’ve grabbed another arm for you!”
The mustang pulling the cart was dumbfounded, staring at the scholar as if looking at a fool.
Astonished, could someone really transplant an arm onto someone’s forehead?
Why not connect it to the eye socket!
The arm struck the master’s forehead and then fell down with a plop, unable to be attached at all.
The puppet master was stunned for a moment, then his face fell in dejection, “It didn’t work again, sigh!”
He sighed, picked up the arm, tossed it into his box, and closed the lid in defeat.
Inside the box, the arm fell onto the earth, its severed blood vessels reached down into the ground, transforming into roots, and the arm itself began to turn into wood.
In a matter of moments, it turned into a large tree.
The five fingers branched out into twigs and tender leaves swayed in the wind.
Just then, the box suddenly opened again, and the puppet master, wielding an axe, chopped at the branches, creating a pile of logs, then used his engraving sword to carve a mass of scales, and pulled over the White Dragon that was mid-battle.
The White Dragon wasn’t fully carved yet, but its scales had already begun to rot.
A look of pain crossed the puppet master’s face.
He cherished his wood carving, having worked so hard to reach this stage, only for it to almost be destroyed inexplicably!
He plucked off the rotting scales from the White Dragon one by one and then installed the newly carved scales piece by piece.
The decaying Little White Dragon was immediately rejuvenated.
But it was still unfinished and could not move.
He put down the Little White Dragon and turned his attention to the damaged White Turtle, sleeping between Xuan Wu and Little White Dragon; he picked it up and shoved it back into the forest.
“Not well-behaved!” the puppet master chastised.
Having placed down the White Turtle, it meshed with the trees around it.
The initially lush forest turned somewhat desolate, with leaves beginning to wilt and fall.
The White Turtle was too severely corroded; swapping the Turtle Shell for a new one was beyond salvation.
It was rotting from the inside, and it couldn’t be fixed by simply changing the shell.
Only by planting the White Turtle within the forest and relying on the trees’ life energy to gradually replace and repair it could there perhaps be a chance?
Upon closer inspection, this endless deep forest was full of trees identical to the one that the arm had turned into.
…
The Great Sun Tomb was a dark red.
A large sun struggled in the sky, refusing to fall.
That great sun was dark red like dead blood, as if it had been stabbed by someone before ancient times, bleeding all over until today it turned into a dark red color.
The place was filled with peculiarities, hosting various living creatures, yet not a sign of vitality could be felt.
Ji Feixue sat atop a mountain ridge with her brows slightly furrowed.
It happened again!
The Great Sun Tomb was extremely peculiar; entering here one’s body would start to corrode, but once the corrosion reached a certain extent, without the need for her to heal, all injuries would instantly recover.
It was as if she had been given a new skin!
After recovery, her resistance to the Great Sun Tomb increased.
Extremely peculiar!
Ji Feixue disliked things that were beyond her expectations, good or bad!