r18novel Chapter 31 Burning Source Metamorphosis: The Four-Faction Alliance
Chapter 31 Burning Source Metamorphosis: The Four-Faction Alliance
Three days later.
When Li Xian emerged from seclusion again.
Six more war chariots appeared at the entrance of Qingxia Mountain.
A red triangular flag with flame patterns—the symbol of the Fire Religion—was stuck on the shaft of the cart.
Ning Qingyi stepped forward, her face grim:
"Yesterday, Du Chengkun, the chief disciple of the Li Huo Sect, brought twelve people and said he wanted to 'visit' Qingxia. They sat in the main hall for two hours, drank three pots of tea, and took two catties of source stones with them when they left."
"You came again today?"
"They're here." Ning Qingyi gritted her teeth. "They brought twenty men."
Li Xian nodded and climbed the steps.
The main hall doors were open.
A burly young man slumped in the guest seat.
He had his feet propped up on the tea table and was using a short bronze halberd to pick his nails.
Behind him, twenty disciples stood or sat, as if it were their own living room.
Du Chengkun, the eldest disciple personally taught by the leader of the Li Huo Sect, is a prominent figure among the younger generation in the surrounding area, having reached the Other Shore Realm.
"Oh." Du Chengkun looked up and sized up Li Xian as he walked in. "You're the rogue cultivator who killed Xuan Qingzi? You're younger than I thought."
Li Xian didn't look at him.
He walked to the headmaster's chair.
I sat down, poured myself a cup of tea, and took a sip.
"Who told you to sit there?" Du Chengkun frowned.
"The tea table you're standing on," Li Xian put down his teacup, "is worth three catties of source stones. Including the two catties you took yesterday, that's a total of five catties. Put it down, and then get out of here."
The hall was quiet for two breaths.
Du Chengkun laughed heartily, his laughter echoing throughout the hall.
He thrust the halberd into the table, stood up, and loudly threatened:
"Boy, you think you're some kind of big shot just because you killed Xuan Qingzi? That piece of trash couldn't even withstand a single blow from my master. I'm here today to give you some face—the Li Huo Sect wants 70% of the Qingxia Sect's source ore; you keep 30%, and you'll still live."
Li Xian raised her left hand.
Moon Mark.
A pale blue moon condensed in the palm of his hand. It was small, about the size of a bowl, but the moment its light fell, the temperature inside the hall plummeted.
Du Chengkun's pupils contracted, and he blocked with his short halberd.
The moon's reflection struck the short halberd.
The bronze halberd was blown into three pieces.
Its momentum remained undiminished, striking Du Chengkun squarely in the chest.
"boom!"
Du Chengkun's body flew out of the main hall's main entrance.
It slid thirty feet along the stone steps, smashed two old pine trees, and embedded itself in the rock wall beside the mountain path.
The rock face is cracked.
Pebbles fell in a rustling sound.
He struggled to pull his body out of the stone wall.
His breastplate was dented, he was spitting blood, and at least four of his ribs were broken.
The twenty disciples of the Li Huo Sect turned pale and ran away—they were just cannon fodder scouts.
Li Xian's voice came from inside the hall:
"Five catties of Origin Stones."
Du Chengkun gritted his teeth, pulled out five catties of source stones from the sea of bitterness, threw them on the ground, and tumbled down the mountain.
……
That afternoon.
Eight people arrived at the Seven Star Pavilion.
Li Xian knocked the eight people out.
In the evening, twelve people arrived at Luoxia Gate.
Li Xian drove the twelve people away.
After the three envoys left, Qingxia Sect remained quiet for a night.
The next morning, Li Xian said to Ning Qingyi:
"I'll go and ask the master for help."
He had no master.
But the three factions were unaware of this.
Li Xian rode the light into the air at a moderate speed, deliberately making sure that the spies within the range of his divine sense could see him clearly.
He first went to the gate of the Li Huo Sect, sat cross-legged for the time it takes to burn an incense stick, and then got up and left.
Then, they flew around the main peak three times in front of the Seven Star Pavilion.
Finally, we went to Luoxia Sect and hovered for a moment above the sect leader's cave.
I didn't go inside, speak, or make any moves the entire time.
But the effect is better than taking action.
The three sect leaders issued orders on the same day:
All actions against Qingxia Sect should be suspended until we find out the details of that "master".
Li Xian wanted this window of opportunity.
……
Three hundred li north of Qingxia Gate lies a desolate mountain.
Li Xian opened up a cave in the mountainside.
Set up a simple energy-gathering array and retrieve all the fragments of divine energy.
There are seven or eight left, of very high quality, equivalent to seven or eight thousand catties of pure source.
He sat cross-legged, scattering the debris around him. As the Source Technique Array catalyzed the energy into pure Source Qi, the almost extravagant 'Burning God Source' created a 'suitable' cultivation ground.
Ordinary monks from the other shore.
It costs six or seven kilograms of pure source.
He spent more than half a year cultivating his spiritual path.
That's how you can complete a "relatively satisfactory" transformation.
Li Xian used nearly a thousand times more resources to make up for his lack of realm, understanding, and time, forcibly transforming himself.
Divine Qi is easier to absorb, and combined with the purification effect of the Chaos Millstone crushing all things, the vast essence of heaven and earth is infused into the limbs and bones.
A sea of suffering surged.
On the other side, golden light surged forth.
The opportunity for the sixth transformation matured rapidly under the catalysis of divine source.
Five days later.
The other shore undergoes six transformations, thus achieving completion.
The Sea of Bitterness expanded by nearly double, and the void above its surface became increasingly solid—
A silvery-white pillar of light pierced the sky, intertwined with hidden lightning, emanating a terrifying aura that seemed to be approaching the threshold of the Dao Palace.
Li Xian opened his eyes and clenched his fist.
'With the Six Transformations of the Other Shore and the full power of the Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes opening move, there's a high probability he could fight a fourth-level Dao Palace cultivator... but it's not a guaranteed kill, and he'd still have to face an encirclement...'
not enough.
Far from enough!
The speed of advancement in cultivation level is too slow.
He returned to Qingxia Sect and learned from Ning Qingyi:
The four factions are frequently active with spies, and there are signs that the Li Huo Sect and Xuan Yue Cave have made contact.
Time is running out.
"Take your disciples and go to Shizhai for temporary refuge," Li Xian instructed.
Ning Qingyi hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
"go."
The two elders led twenty-three disciples to evacuate overnight, while Ning Qingyi and Lei Ying chose to stay.
"Immortal Master, I won't leave."
Li Xian glanced at her.
"Boil a bowl of hot soup."
After saying that, he turned and went into the secluded stone chamber in the back mountain.
The last divine source in the jade bottle—
The size of a soybean, translucent and glistening, contains energy that is ten times more concentrated than all the previous fragments combined.
These were originally resources prepared for the Dao Palace Secret Realm, but now they are to be monetized ahead of time, set up a small array of source techniques, and create a temporary source of life. This is equivalent to burning paper for warmth, because paper burns faster.
Arrange the formation, sit cross-legged, circulate energy, and comprehend the Dao.
A divine energy the size of a soybean exploded inside the stone house.
Like a miniature star exploding, the primordial energy spreads across the sky.
Li Xian gritted his teeth as his meridians endured the impact of massive amounts of primal energy.
The mortal body trembled violently under the violent infusion of divine essence.
The Chaos Millstone operates on its own, crushing, filtering, and purifying excess energy, feeding it back to the Sea of Bitterness bit by bit.
Fourteen days.
Above the Bitter Sea, a silver-white pillar of light exploded, transforming into countless star-like specks of light that re-condensed, eventually coalescing into a phantom of a silver moon suspended above the Bitter Sea—the nascent phenomenon of a bright moon rising from the sea.
Under the influence of 110,000 jin of pure source fuel, and driven by numerous extraordinary opportunities.
The mortal body actually mastered the extraordinary phenomenon that only arises in the special physique's Sea of Wheels Secret Realm—although it was only in its rudimentary form.
At the same time, in terms of spiritual realm, he reached the ninth transformation of the other shore.
Li Xian exhaled slowly.
The foul air landed, and the stone slab shattered.
He stood up and pushed open the stone door.
The sunlight was blinding.
The mountain breeze carried a burnt smell.
wrong.
Li Xian's gaze suddenly turned cold.
His figure swept up to the main peak.
The sight before him made him stop in his tracks.
Half of the main hall collapsed.
The beams and pillars were broken, and rubble was everywhere.
Large sections of the bamboo forest were burned, with charred bamboo stumps emitting white smoke.
Several corpses of Qingxia disciples lay scattered on the stone steps—they were the servants that Ning Qingyi hadn't had time to take with her.
On the main peak platform.
More than four hundred cultivators were positioned in four directions.
Crimson robes, grey robes, white armor, and blue skirts—the Fire Sect, the Sunset Gate, the Seven Star Pavilion, and the Mysterious Moon Cave—all four factions arrived.
Du Chengkun stood at the front, his chest still wrapped in bandages, holding a newly forged red bronze halberd, his face filled with the satisfaction of revenge.
Beside him, Li Youran was smiling as she waved a folding fan.
Behind each of the two men stood an elderly man—
Qi Yuan, the Supreme Elder of the Li Huo Sect, resides in the Third Heaven of the Dao Palace.
Zhao Wuji, the former master of Xuan Yue Cave, has reached the third level of the Dao Palace.
Ning Qingyi knelt in the ruins.
Covered in blood, he was being held down by two disciples of the Fire Sect.
Lei Ying was tied to a broken pillar with ropes, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her left eye swollen shut, and her features were rugged.
"Look," Du Chengkun grinned at Li Xian, who was suspended in mid-air, leaning on his halberd, "why isn't your master here?"
Li Xian landed on the platform.
step.
A gust of wind swept across the sleeves.
Ning Qingyi's two disciples were sent flying, crashing into the stone wall, their bones broken and tendons snapped.
One more step.
The ropes binding Lei Ying snapped silently—not by being cut, but by being crushed by an invisible force.
Lei Ying stumbled into Li Xian's arms, trembling all over.
"I'm sorry... I couldn't protect her..."
Li Xian helped her to Ning Qingyi's side and then turned around.
With over forty cultivators facing him, Du Chengkun's smile froze on his face.
He noticed that the young man's demeanor was completely different from what it had been two weeks prior.
"Qi Yuan".
Li Xian called out the name of the Supreme Elder of the Li Huo Sect.
The old man in red frowned: "You know me?"
"Your name is in Xuan Qingzi's account book."
Li Xian reached for the ring knife at his waist.
"Three years ago, the Li Huo Sect borrowed 300 soldiers from the Qingxia Sect to massacre the Fengshui Town in the Northern Region and seize the underground source mine. All 1,217 mortals in Fengshui Town perished."
He drew his sword.
"We'll settle this score together today."