Plundering the Heavens

Chapter 196: Scripture of Revered Sense

Be it when Fang Xing had fallen from the sky, when the ghost thralls had appeared, or when Chu Zhaoyang was killed with a single strike, Ye Guyin showed no intention of intervening. She kept a composed expression and deliberately stayed out of it, even to the point she took a few steps back when Chu Zhaoyangs head flew in her direction so her dress wouldnt be tainted with blood. It was only now that she slowly opened her mouth to ask Ying Qiaoqiao who that was.

Shijie Ye, he he is Fang Xing. Ying Qiaoqiao was crying so hard she could barely finish her sentence. Her body shivered and she softly fell to the ground.

Hes Fang Xing? Ye Guyin was slightly startled by this, and her eyebrows began to crease with seriousness. With a point of her finger, her silver spindle took off into the air. Not even she had thought this slippery little brat who dared to kill even while surrounded would turn out to be someone she wanted to kill!

Way too close, thank god I still had the Diamond Talisman to block that attack for me, or else Id have lost at least half of my life there. Fang Xing had escaped with a laugh, but he still felt a bit shaken up as he looked down at the tattered and blank talisman paper. Hed stuck this Diamond Talisman to himself to withstand a powerful blow before searching the Qingqiu Tomb, but it had been completely outside his expectations he wouldnt use it in the immortals hall. It hadnt come into play until after hed left the hall, where it had nobly sacrificed itself to take the Foundation Stage strike from Elder Moye.

Goldy, hurry and fly! Once we get away, well find somewhere to study these two treasures! Fang Xing proudly laughed before continuing with some regret, What a pity; theres probably some more good stuff still inside!

The golden crow was struck speechless by this. You should be satisfied with this! Its already good enough that we were able to escape that place! Even now, he could still feel a lingering sense of fear. The time within the Qingqiu Tomb had been a matter of life and death, and theyd nearly been killed. It was also for this exact reason the golden crow felt a sense of admiration towards Fang Xing.

The crow himself had believed his guts were quite large. After leaving his clan, he traveled from the south to the north and had experienced plenty of winds and waves while leaving countless problems in his wake. After getting to know this little bastard, however, he realized just how well-behaved hed been before; if his actions before meeting Fang Xing were enough to paint him as a troublemaker, then wouldnt Fang Xings actions paint the boy as someone who completely deserved to be struck by lightning?

In the golden crows eyes, the time spent in the Qingqiu Tomb had been particularly impressive! He wouldnt admit to it, of course, so instead he just put all of his energy into flying as fast as possible. The Myriad Beasts Sect still had two Foundation Stage cultivators, after all; it was best for them to escape first.

In truth, with the golden crows current flying speed, only late Foundation Stage cultivators would be able to catch up to him. The person with the highest cultivation level within the Myriad Beasts Sect was the mid Foundation Stage sect master, Ying Shihou, who had also just used up all of his Qi and was temporarily unable to give chase at all. Elder Moye had only just broken through into the Foundation Stage not so long ago, so chasing after the golden crow would be even more impossible. Neither Fang Xing nor the crow was worried about these two.

After flying madly for a while, the golden crow saw no one had caught up to them and finally slowed down. He hadnt gotten too far away from the Qingqiu Tomb just yet, but it seemed as though the danger had already passed. Furthermore, although he still had the Nine-Turn Qi Replenishment Pellet activated inside his stomach, hed managed to use up quite a lot of Qi and was feeling some fatigue.

Fang Xing didnt care what the crow decided to do; he simply sat down cross-legged on the crows back and took out the fox mask for study. The masks appearance wasnt any different from a normal one, with a shape like that of a fox giving a mysterious smile. It was a pale white color, and tapping it caused a clanging sound that belonged to neither metal nor wood. He couldnt figure out its purpose no matter which way he looked at it, and nothing happened when he wore it over his face, either.

After so much effort, I didnt grab something useless, right?

After further study, Fang Xing tried to break the mask only to discover it was oddly sturdy and didnt even bend despite him using his full strength. With a quick thought, he pulled out a few sharp Flying Swords and forcibly slashed at the mask, but he didnt see so much as a scratch when he picked it back up for another look. Although the mask seemed rather ordinary otherwise, it was at the very least incredibly difficult to break.

Fang Xing still wasnt able to figure out what the item was good for, so he put it aside to study it in detail some other time. Instead, Fang Xing took out the jade scroll that hed originally found beneath the mask.

Whats this?

Within the immortals hall, the pressure and time constraints had prevented him from taking anything other than the fox mask and this jade scroll. Considering these two items had been sitting atop the throne, and the stone tortoise was going to allow him to use anything within the immortals hall aside from these two items and the Blood Lotus, it only stood to reason that these items should be rather valuable.

The top of the jade scroll was blank. After some study, Fang Xing instilled it with some Qi, and a few faint strokes began to appear along its cover. The special language it used wasnt from Jambu, nor was it the ancient beast language that had been carved above the Qingqiu Tombs entrance.

After viewing it with the Book of Revelation, Fang Xing discovered with great surprise that it was the language of the immortals. He quickly realized this jade scrolls importance was perhaps even greater than the masks, and he immediately began to carefully read on until he was able to decipher the jade scrolls name: the Scripture of the Revered Sense.

That sounds a little familiar. Could it be related to the Scripture of the Revered Spirit? As Fang Xing stared blankly at the scroll, he recalled the Scripture of the Revered Spirit hed obtained during a dream. Judging by the names alone, the two did seem to have some sort of resemblance, and he began to hurriedly read on with sudden excitement.

Before Fang Xing was able to read more than a few lines, however, he heard the golden crow anxiously say, Somebodys chasing us?

Surprised, Fang Xing tilted his head towards the direction of the Qingqiu Tomb, where he saw an abrupt lightning-like silver shine coming towards them at an extremely fast speed. It wasnt that much slower than the golden crows peak speed, and it was now already within a thousand feet from them. By using Mystic Eye, he could also see that within the silver light was an emotionless woman wearing a light purple dress, with a silver spindle beneath her feet and a giant Guqin on her back.

Its that big long legs? Fang Xing was surprised to see her chasing after him. He still remembered when hed seen this woman outside Sea Beast City, the so-called Chufungs number one genius: Ye Guyin.

When Fang Xing looked past her, he didnt see any Foundation Stage cultivators following behind, leaving Fang Xing confused. If the Myriad Beasts Sect hadnt come chasing after him, why was this Melodic Ice Palace person doing so?

He wasnt scared of this woman either, so he had the golden crow reduce his speed to allow her to catch up. Once Ye Guyin reached around three hundred feet away, Fang Xing prepared his Qi and raised his voice to yell, You big long legs, what are you doing chasing after your little grandpa?

Ye Guyin had only managed to catch up by using the supreme-quality flying spirit tool her esteemed shifu had given to her, leaving her incredibly surprised by the crows incredible speed. She drew closer, but before shed even managed to speak, Fang Xings loud call immediately caused her face to fall.

She was the chosen one of the Melodic Ice Palace and the last pupil of the most powerful person in Chufung. Whenever people saw her, they would all greet her as fairy; since when had she ever been called something like big long legs, let alone by a brat referring to himself in front of her as grandpa? Ye Guyin was thoroughly unamused and didnt even bother covering it up; with a wave of her hand, a sword that shined with brilliant colors and vibrant light drew itself from her Guqin before settling in her grasp.

Slap yourself three times in penance for speaking such words to me. Then, I order you to bind your own cultivation and come with me! She stood tall with the sword held horizontally in front of her. She displayed a calm expression towards Fang Xing, yet despite her gaze settled in his direction, there seemed to be no point of focusit was as though she was looking at the empty sky behind him.

This was a woman so proud most people werent even allowed to be within her gaze!

Even Fang Xing was shocked to hear her words. He considered himself to be a bit crazy, but someone as crazy as her was truly a rare sight.

Are you talking to me? Fang Xing asked in a bewildered tone while pointing to his nose.

Ye Guyin answered without expression. Aside from you and me, is there anybody else here?

Fang Xing let out a long sigh. Why should I come with you?

Theres no problem telling you the reason, Ye Guyin calmly replied. I am acquainted with the Xiao family of your Qing-Yun Sect. I heard you killed Xiao Jianming, and Xiao Shanhe was unable to do anything about you, so I wanted to use this chance to capture you and send you back to the Qing-Yun Sect. With this, all ties between me and the Xiao family will be gone. That is the reason. Now, you are free to slap yourself. If you are unconvinced, feel free to begin your attack!

So this woman knows that Xiao uncle-nephew pair Fang Xing realized before looking behind her in confusion. It still seemed as though nobody had followed her, so he eventually asked, Big long legs, did you set up an ambush so you could seduce me?

Ye Guyins face became colder. I came alone!

Fang Xing looked at her with even more surprise. Then why did you think Id bind my cultivation and leave with you?

Ye Guyins gaze chilled. Because if I use this sword of mine, I cannot promise I wont accidentally kill you! she coldly declared.

Haha. When Fang Xing became certain this woman was being serious, he let out a loud laugh. Harlots can be this crazy?

Impudent! Angered by Fang Xings laughter, Ye Guyin immediately brandished the longsword in her hand and sent a sharp sword light towards the boy. Shed never been someone who liked to speak much; the only reason shed given Fang Xing the chance to bind his own cultivation and leave with her to the Qing-Yun Sect to apologize was because she was curious why Fang Xing would fall from the Qingqiu Tomb.

Shed given him a chance purely to sate her curiosity, yet this wild brat seemed to not pay her any mind whatsoever, causing her to grow more and more furious. Without another word, shed brandished her sword and attacked.

The awe-inspiring sword light was bitingly cold, and it grew larger and larger as it traveled. By the time it reached Fang Xing, it already stretched ten feet long and directly enveloped Fang Xing and the crow in its light.

Fang Xing was someone with a good head on his shoulders; even though hed been speaking lightly, he only needed a glance to know how extraordinary this sword light was. With a loud growl and a tightening of his brows, the Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords immediately formed behind his back alongside two giant golden wings.

Dozens of illusory swords composed of the golden shine moved to meet Ye Guyins sword light, while Fang Xing himself swiftly dashed forward with his giant saber in hand to perform a strike of his own. What a harlot. You really think just because your cultivation level is higher than mine, youre guaranteed to swallow me up?