Episode 97

  At that time when Zhēn Shòu was hiding in the cave with Xiǎo ér, several other cultivators from Yì Xiū Men were also searching and arrived at a place not far from there.

  "That's Fu Junru and Feng Cheng, they've been surrounded by the Hidden Repair Pavilion. Quick! Send a message to Master Ancestor, saving them is urgent!"

  One of them rummaged through his bag and pulled out an object, which he flung away with a flick of his wrist, sending it flying off into the distance.

  "Let's wait and see for a moment before doing anything."

  "Yes! However, Master Men's strict order is to search for the remaining items from the explosion of the hidden repair array! We are only afraid that we will waste time here!"

  "What the hermits pursue must be what we desire to obtain! I see that in Feng Cheng, it is inevitable! Presumably what they are looking for must be Feng Cheng without a doubt! Quick! Pass on the urgent order symbol again!"

  Outside the cave entrance.

  "Puppets don't have independent consciousness, do they? But from what I've observed of this cultivator, he seems to be clear-headed and wise, not like a puppet at all!"

  "Marquis, it's absolutely this person! When I was hiding at Ye Tian Shi's place in Yi Xiu Men, I had dealings with him. The person next to him is Fu Jun Ru, a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren in Yi Xiu Men. As for his current state, I also don't know what happened!"

  "It's still necessary to confirm! After all, it's a matter of great importance!"

  "Hmm!"

  The young master nodded slightly. The middle-aged man's face was anxious, but he had no choice.

  "Hey, fellow, are you Feng Cheng?"

  That was the young master who had appeared earlier, and he had already recognized him as the one who had attempted to steal the treasure from the secret library on the deserted island in the sea during the grand competition at the gate. His cultivation was indeed impressive! Now that they had come here, he knew it wasn't good, but fortunately, there were nearly a hundred cultivators from the Easy Cultivation Sect, including his fellow disciples and brothers, who were not far away, so he pretended to be slow in order to delay their capture.

  "Yes! But who might you be, sir?"

  "Your respected teacher Ye Xian Tian is my bosom friend!"

  "Oh! Really? A certain master was beaten to death by a group of people!"

  Insufficient to show a solemn face, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, revealing intense sorrow. Chang'er caught sight of this and was overjoyed in her heart.

  "Honest people tell lies, even sharp-eyed people can't distinguish them clearly."

  "We already know everything!"

  "The young lord, it is now certain beyond doubt!"

  The middle-aged man hastily said in a low voice.

  "Hmm! Since it's certain, let's take action and capture it first. Don't wait for the easy-to-repair door's repairer to come and interfere."

  "Wuna Fengcheng, come quickly and follow us first!"

  The middle-aged man said as he walked towards Xiang'er and Yue'er.

  "Slow down! However, I don't know you all, how dare you follow me? My late master saved my family and instructed me not to act rashly before he passed away. Since you all know my master..."

  Insufficient nonsense wanting to drag out the time. The middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore, and he said loudly:

  "This matter can wait for a while, you and this fairy maiden follow these two masters to patrol the heavenly boat first, and wait for us to deal with those ignorant little rascals."

  "Who is the junior, is it I, the Eight Great Masters, or you, the Heavenly Messenger? Hey! Youngster! You are Feng Cheng, and Little Girl is Fu Junru. What I said is correct!"

  A tall and handsome young man in a white robe suddenly appeared out of thin air, standing between the two people and the middle-aged cultivator who had spoken earlier.

  "Yes! But who is this immortal?"

  "How dare you, Feng Cheng! This is the venerable ancestor of our Yixiu Gate, hurry up and pay your respects to the Patriarch!"

  "But where are you from, Fairy?"

  "Feng Shidi, come quickly! Nothing's wrong."

  A familiar voice came over.

  "So it's Senior Gao, junior brother pays his respects!"

  "You're as strong as Senior Gao."

  Chang'er also went forward and paid his respects. The eight great masters looked at him with cold eyes, knowing that this child had already recognized the door of the sect's cultivation, but still pretended to be so hypocritical.

  "This little guy is quite cunning, actually using such means to delay time and wait for our troops to arrive. However, he also underestimates the Eight Great Masters."

  Having thought this through, he suddenly said to Yinyin:

  "You just said I'm a junior! Alright! As an old man, I've also got some years on me. Come and get rid of me, the sooner the better!"

  As soon as the voice fell, a loud noise suddenly erupted from all directions. Tens of thousands of golden snakes spewed fire and smoke towards the middle-aged hermit who had previously claimed to be insufficient as a master and friend, shooting at him in a shocking manner! The heavy rain that was pouring down from the sky couldn't even fall outside the flames of the snakes. The heat waves rolled out in all directions, evaporating the torrential rain into white mist like clouds, which condensed and didn't disperse. The middle-aged hermit had been startled when he first saw the so-called Eight Great Masters and wanted to retreat, but the young master behind him was silent and didn't dare to act rashly. Seeing this fiery sea-like attack isolating him from the young master, his heart sank instantly, fearing that there would be no escape this time. In his shock, his mind tightened, and he knew that if he didn't fight with all his might, there would be no way out! He let out a loud roar and released several magical artifacts. The first was called "Wang Tian", a long spear with extraordinary power. The second was called "Han Shan", an eight-sided war hammer famous for its ferocity. There were also several other artifacts that were not ordinary objects. The middle-aged hermit chanted incantations, and the long spear named Wang Tian transformed into a giant spear tens of meters long and as thick as a water barrel, piercing through the sea of flames and charging straight at the Eight Great Masters. The Han Shan hammer transformed into a massive hammer tens of meters in diameter and smashed towards the place where the insufficient master and Ling'er were standing. Several magical artifacts rose up around the hermit's body, spinning wildly and protecting him from the attack, but instead of advancing forward, they countered the flames and launched a surprise attack on the hermit's Heavenly Boat, attempting to escape.

  "We'll see how you escape!"

  The Eight Great Masters spoke in unison with cold voices.

  At the same time, the young lord's face turned cold and he spat out an object towards the sky. The object fluttered in the wind and suddenly transformed into a large blood-red banner that stood proudly above the island. The young lord's hands moved rapidly as his fingers formed a seal, and the shadow of the seal on his fingers transformed into countless colorful shadows that surged forward crazily, rushing straight towards the banner. The banner let out a long, mournful cry, like the roar of a dragon or the howl of a tiger, which lasted for a long time without stopping. Before the sound had even faded away, the banner had already changed its appearance countless times. Suddenly, it flashed with golden light and enveloped the entire island, including all the cultivators present. Amidst the golden light, hundreds of green-robed cultivators flew out, their bodies seemingly both real and illusory at the same time. These hundreds of green-robed cultivator silhouettes grasped various magical instruments in their hands, as if they had a life of their own. They formed teams of dozens and charged straight towards the crowd from the Easy Sect. Eight of them rushed towards the two cultivators who were with Yan'er, but instead of wielding knives, guns, swords, or spears, they held a large blood-red net. The net was solid and tangible, and upon closer inspection, it was clear that it was not an illusory object. The symbols and patterns on the net were densely packed, and as it moved through the air, it actually disrupted the surrounding spiritual energy and primordial forces, causing them to become chaotic and disorderly.

  "Great! Great! Great! You even brought the 'Sky Banner'!"

  "Master!"

  "What's the panic? Take action!"

  The eight great masters saw the giant gun coming to attack, and they didn't care at all. They just swung their white robe sleeves outward to meet the giant gun. At the same time, they secretly shot a finger with their sleeve, and a colorless phantom light flew out of their body, flashing and disappearing. The middle-aged hidden repairer urged the giant gun, the gun tip flashed blood-colored spiritual light, and suddenly struck the master, its momentum was shocking to see. However, the effect was like an ordinary instrument hitting a shield, and the gun actually trembled and fell. One of the eight great masters coldly snorted:

  "It is impolite not to return a visit!"

  As soon as the words were spoken, he flicked his hand and threw out an object that flashed like a needle and disappeared in an instant. The next moment, it suddenly flashed out again, stabbing straight at the middle-aged hidden repair who was fleeing towards the patrol boat. The man was greatly shocked, and with a burst of magical power, he barely dodged the fatal blow by a hair's breadth. However, the direction of the needle-shaped magic tool did not change, and it continued to strike forward.

  "No! Stop that thing! Quickly stop that thing!"

  In seclusion, the young master was furious and shouted loudly.

  Just then, a loud rumbling sound shook the mountain, and everything was delayed. The needle-shaped magic tool suddenly pierced the treasure called the Cruising Sky Boat, causing it to explode. The explosion's shockwave rolled in all directions, rushing towards the surroundings with a loud roar, and the fiery flames at the center of the explosion flashed wildly, scattering fiercely. The cultivators from both sides fled in disarray, not daring to stay on the spot any longer. Unfortunately, the extremely valuable treasure had already been damaged beyond recognition! It was broken and tattered, unable to be used again.

  "Desecrators of Heaven's Ark! Ahh! You shall be punished! Kill!"

  The young master was furious and shouted loudly.

  "Kill! Kill those damned rascals and country bumpkins!"

  The hidden troops quickly reformed their ranks and attacked forward.