I Studied Abroad in the Modern Times-Chapter 504Book 2: : Fortune Fang and the Rare Treasure of the Haori Sun
Vol 2 Chapter 504: Fortune Fang and the Rare Treasure of the Haori Sun
The light screen displayed a tableau of various expressions:
The Golden-Winged Great Peng stood with arms crossed, sneering coldly in all directions.
Creation Daoist and the others remained silent, watching Bailian.
Bailian's expression was the most complex of all.
Since entering the Nine Luminaries Heaven, his expression had always been peaceful, carrying an unspoken confidence.
According to Zheng Fa's observations, among these True Immortals, Bailian also held the highest status, subtly acting as their leader.
He was Lu Mo's personal disciple, closest to him in relationship, and possessed numerous treasures—clearly highly favored. During previous discussions, the others had subtly followed his lead.
Even Creation Daoist, the host of this place, due to his detached nature, had yielded precedence to him.
But now, the certainty on Bailian's face had long vanished. His complexion shifted between green and pale, his teeth gritted, yet his brows were tightly furrowed, as if torn between hatred and fear, unable to make a decision.
That Roc's words had likely struck right at the heart of his concerns.
Creation Daoist seemed to notice his internal struggle and advised, "The Hongmeng Purple Qi is the foundation of Fellow Daoist Lu Mo's path to enlightenment. He has planned for many years just for this one opportunity."
Bailian glanced at him, seeming somewhat moved, and opened his mouth to speak.
The Golden-Winged Great Peng said leisurely, "The Hongmeng Purple Qi belongs to the Demon Emperor, but the position of future master of Leiyin Temple—that belongs to you, Bailian."
Bailian suddenly closed his mouth again, falling into a meaningful silence.
This Golden-Winged Great Peng—not only were his wings sharp, but his mouth was also damnably quick, accurate, and ruthless.
Zheng Fa and the others present also realized that Bailian had already wavered. The reason for his hesitation was simple—he feared that if Zheng Fa took the golden lotus, he would seize Bailian's position as future master of Leiyin Temple.
Creation Daoist spoke again, "Fellow Daoist Bailian, that Zheng Fa has long held deep hatred for Leiyin Temple. How would he dare go there?"
"If he takes the Hongmeng Purple Qi, we might not be able to seize it back," Bailian suddenly said. "Isn't that right?"
Seeing that no one responded, Bailian seemed to have figured it out: "Fellow Daoist Creation, you said we could wait for him to take the Hongmeng Purple Qi before snatching it away."
"But Zheng Fa's methods are bizarre and unpredictable. We've been fooled by him time and time again."
"What if we can't seize it back? What if the Hongmeng Purple Qi greatly enhances Zheng Fa's power?" Bailian spoke confidently, as if having convinced himself. "Wouldn't that mean allowing such a supreme treasure to fall into enemy hands? We would be adding crime to crime!"
"Fellow Daoist Bailian, if you lose the Hongmeng Purple Qi and return to Leiyin Temple, you will inevitably face punishment," Creation Daoist said with a stern expression. "At that time, wanting to become the master of Leiyin Temple would be extremely difficult."
"Do you think I care about the position of future master of Leiyin Temple?" Bailian clasped his hands together, his face full of anguish. "It's just that I bear my master's heavy trust and must be cautious."
He claimed not to care, but everyone knew he cared deeply.
"Let us break this Nine Luminaries Heaven illusion and intercept Zheng Fa directly, eliminating this future threat!" Bailian made his decision and announced it to the group.
The Golden-Winged Great Peng laughed loudly: "Excellent!"
Creation Daoist and the others remained silent in response.
"You're unwilling?" Bailian's voice suddenly rose sharply. A string of prayer beads flew from his wrist, hovering above the Five Organs Pavilion.
The beads grew smaller, like fourteen meteorites. The shadows they cast completely enveloped everyone in the Five Organs Pavilion.
The light screen before Jiushan Sect showed ripples like water waves, as if about to shatter.
Zheng Fa turned to look and noticed the Thousand-Eyes Cicada appeared extremely restless. This restlessness... was coming from the Gu God!
These prayer beads were probably even more powerful than they appeared, enough to make the Gu God, a True Immortal, sense mortal danger.
Bailian's confident gaze swept over Creation Daoist's face: "These Eighteen Diamond Prayer Beads were bestowed by my master, granting me authority to act as I see fit."
Everyone looked at each other. Bailian chuckled lightly and sent the prayer beads flying into the void in all directions, shouting: "Break!"
Zheng Fa's heart tightened, knowing he couldn't stop this. Fortunately, this journey had allowed him to prove his Scattered Immortal status and obtain the orthodox treasures of the Five Saints, so it wasn't a complete loss.
But how to escape would require careful consideration.
Moreover, there was still the Hongmeng Purple Qi...
Just as he felt both regretful and vigilant, he suddenly heard a sigh.
Zheng Fa sharply turned his gaze to the light screen.
The light screen had turned completely dark, nothing visible.
Only panicked cries could be heard.
Bailian was roaring: "Creation, what are you doing!"
His tone lacked any of his previous confidence and certainty.
The sounds from the light screen were bizarre.
Sometimes gurgling, sometimes like muffled thunder.
After a while, Zheng Fa finally heard Creation Daoist's somewhat helpless voice: "Fellow Daoist Lu Mo and I are close friends. After guarding the Nine Luminaries Heaven for him all these years, how could I watch you, my worthy nephew, ruin the grand plan for personal gain?"
"Impossible... you're not a True Immortal!" Bailian's voice couldn't conceal panic and anger. "My master didn't tell me!"
"No, you deceived my master!"
The light screen flickered a few more times before finally falling into darkness.
The last sounds transmitted were only gurgling roars and one satisfied long sigh.
...
"Creation Daoist is a Golden Immortal?" In the Heavenly Palace Hall of Jiushan Sect, Uncle Pang and the others were in turmoil.
This truly exceeded their expectations.
"Based on the power he displayed and Bailian's reaction, his strength far surpasses that of a True Immortal."
The Heavenly Emperor body's expression was also very serious.
Bailian wielded relics bestowed by Lu Mo himself, yet was captured by Creation Daoist.
It had to be remembered that the Nine Luminaries Heaven illusion was extremely fragile, yet Creation Daoist subdued Bailian and the others without affecting the illusion at all—this could only mean Creation Daoist's power far exceeded theirs. One could say Bailian and the others didn't even have a chance to resist.
"That Five Organs Pavilion must also be somewhat peculiar."
Senior Sister Zhang added.
"But why would he..."
Before Uncle Pang could finish his sentence, the Heavenly Emperor body answered: "The Hongmeng Purple Qi! He wants the Hongmeng Purple Qi... or rather, he wants it for himself."
"He betrayed Lu Mo?" Uncle Pang understood now. "This is like dogs biting dogs, giving Zheng Fa some opportunity."
Senior Sister Zhang slowly shook her head: "No, it's more dangerous. The day junior brother obtains the Hongmeng Purple Qi is when he should make his move. At that time..."
Senior Sister Zhang didn't finish, but everyone present could understand her implication.
Zheng Fa was isolated and without support in the Nine Luminaries Heaven. Without the protection of the Six Saints, he would absolutely be unable to escape Creation Daoist's pursuit.
"Although the main body can resurrect with our help, it would consume resources and time, not to mention the Taixu Crown and Hongmeng Purple Qi..."
The Heavenly Emperor body added.
"What should we do?" Uncle Pang frowned deeply, looking at Senior Sister Zhang.
"Using the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Transformations, we go to Haori Mountain!" Senior Sister Zhang said directly. "First, we must gain control of the Nine Luminaries Heaven's gate!"
Uncle Pang suddenly understood: "Excellent! To prevent Zheng Fa from being unable to escape when the time comes!"
The Heavenly Emperor body also nodded in agreement.
What Senior Sister Zhang said was actually the most important thing—leaving an escape route for Zheng Fa.
But Senior Sister Zhang wasn't finished: "The Slaying Immortal Sword Formation must begin upgrades. We need to prepare for the worst scenario."
The worst scenario, of course, was Creation Daoist seizing the Hongmeng Purple Qi, immediately leaving the Nine Luminaries Heaven, and attacking Jiushan Sect.
The Sword Dao avatar's expression was also solemn as he nodded to Senior Sister Zhang.
Elder Yu spoke at this point: "Since we're entering Haori Mountain, we can also utilize that Golden Sun Burning Sky Formation."
Everyone paused for a moment, remembering Elder Yu's previous idea about forcing Immortal Yun to rebel. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Now that Creation Daoist had revealed Golden Immortal strength, the Golden Sun Burning Sky Formation became even more valuable.
Senior Sister Zhang and the Heavenly Emperor body exchanged glances, then nodded slightly to Elder Yu.
"The Nine Luminaries Heaven gate, the Slaying Immortal Sword Formation, the Golden Sun Burning Sky Formation." Uncle Pang let out a long sigh of relief, seeming somewhat reassured.
But he relaxed too soon.
"Insufficient materials?" Uncle Pang stared at the Sword Dao avatar, dumbfounded.
Nearby, Madam Xuanhua also looked troubled, shaking her head: "Although we know what materials are listed in the inscriptions, and even though current Xuanwei has corresponding spirit materials... our sect hasn't accumulated enough."
The Sword Dao avatar also looked frustrated: "Activating the Qian Kun Tripod requires enormous consumption, enough to bankrupt Jiushan Sect. Moreover, some rare spirit materials can't be found quickly."
Dead silence fell over the Heavenly Palace Hall.
It was the Heavenly Emperor body who broke the silence: "Back then, the Tianhe Sect exhausted an era's accumulated wealth to refine the Reincarnation Compass. Although our Jiushan Sect has decent income..."
Although they weren't starting from scratch to create the Slaying Immortal Sword Formation, upgrading a True Immortal-level formation diagram required truly massive resources.
How many years had Jiushan Sect been prosperous?
"How long will it take?" Uncle Pang, still unwilling to give up, asked the Sword Dao avatar.
The Sword Dao avatar shook his head, his expression bitter: "Many spirit materials might not be found at all. They're not available on the market. When we can be ready is truly uncertain. It's hard to say."
Silence fell over the Heavenly Palace Hall again, everyone frowning deeply.
Resource problems were the most difficult to solve—one could even say they were issues that showed no hope of resolution in the short term.
Especially as the Sword Dao avatar said, many spirit materials were encountered by chance rather than by search. Sometimes even having the resources couldn't guarantee they could be purchased.
"And there's the Golden Sun Burning Sky Formation." Seeing the heavy atmosphere in the hall, Elder Yu smiled. "If our accumulation isn't enough, we'll just seize Haori Mountain's great formation!"
Uncle Pang nodded: "That's the only way..."
The Heavenly Emperor body suddenly looked up at the Sword Dao avatar. Since they shared consciousness, they had the same thought simultaneously.
"Our Jiushan Sect is young with little accumulation, but Haori Mountain is old!"
.......
Haori Mountain, Yuanzun Peak.
Immortal Yun sat cross-legged in a small pavilion on the mountainside.
His eyes closed, the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow resting on his knees, as if he was refining and familiarizing himself with this supreme treasure.
Shi Nandang's master bowed and entered the small pavilion, not daring to speak or approach too closely, standing respectfully to the side.
After who knows how long, Immortal Yun slowly opened his eyes and asked: "What is it?"
"Patriarch, our clan has exhausted the materials for deploying the Golden Sun Burning Sky Formation."
"Go to Thousand Wonders Peak to obtain them."
"Patriarch, the current master of Thousand Wonders Peak is Yun Fan of the Yun clan."
Immortal Yun paused, having nearly forgotten this. Yun Fan's position as master of Thousand Wonders Peak had been granted by that fake Shi Nandang. After returning, he hadn't had time to deal with it.
Immortal Yun looked at Shi Nandang's master, slightly frowning: "What are you trying to say?"
"I request the Patriarch bestow upon us a command token, allowing us to withdraw resources from the sect." Immortal Yun thought for a moment, then nodded and waved his hand. A white command token landed in Shi Nandang's master's hand.
But Shi Nandang's master still didn't move.
"Something else?"
"I would like to request an oral decree from the Patriarch as well."
"What decree?"
"That when we mobilize spirit materials from Thousand Wonders Peak, the Yun and Luo clans have no right to question or inspect."
Immortal Yun narrowed his eyes, staring at Shi Nandang's master.
"Patriarch, please allow me to explain. You said members of the Yun and Luo clans might be colluding with Jiushan Sect. If news leaks and Jiushan Sect becomes prepared, what should we do?"
Immortal Yun's expression softened slightly.
He looked Shi Nandang's master up and down, finding nothing unusual. The reasoning seemed sound, and besides, he wasn't worried about the Lu clan causing any trouble. Finally, he issued an oral decree.
Shi Nandang's master bowed and left without further disturbing his communication with the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow. He went straight out of Yuanzun Peak and flew toward the inner city where the Lu clan resided.
In a courtyard, a group of "Lu clan members" was already waiting.
"Well?" Uncle Pang asked excitedly. "Did you get it?"
The Heavenly Emperor body, disguised as Shi Nandang's master, raised the command token in his hand.
Everyone chuckled.
The dozen or so people exchanged glances and, without delay, marched grandly and ostentatiously—making no attempt to conceal themselves—up to Thousand Wonders Peak.
Yun Fan flashed into view, looking at these arrogantly behaving Lu clan members, his expression unpleasant: "What are you doing on Thousand Wonders Peak?"
Uncle Pang swayed his body, boldly holding the white command token up before Yun Fan's eyes, shouting loudly: "By order of Patriarch Yun! We have important business! Quickly hand over the treasury gate token and account books!"
Yun Fan's face darkened further, but as a Yun clansman, he naturally recognized Immortal Yun's command token.
He looked deeply at the group, then said to the disciples behind him: "Bring them!"
Those disciples didn't dare disobey. Soon they brought a jade box and respectfully handed it to Uncle Pang.
Uncle Pang didn't move, just looked sideways at Yun Fan and the others, shouting: "Aren't you going to step back?"
"I am the master of Thousand Wonders Peak," Yun Fan said through gritted teeth. "Whatever you take, I must record it in the ledger. That's the rule of Thousand Wonders Peak!"
"Rules?" Uncle Pang sneered. "What rules? Haori Mountain was established by our Lu clan! We Lu clan are the rules!"
Yun Fan snorted: "That's not for you to decide!"
Uncle Pang laughed heartily, his manner becoming even more unrestrained: "It's not for you to decide! Peak Master Yun, receive the Patriarch's oral decree!"
Yun Fan could only helplessly and resentfully step back. Only then did the Heavenly Emperor body's group leave the Thousand Wonders Peak main hall. They went to the rear hall, where they shone the token against a wall.
The wall suddenly emitted a purple light.
This light struck everyone, seemingly detecting their bloodline identity. After half the time it takes to drink tea, the purple light dissipated, and the wall split open to both sides.
The group stepped through the door and saw a glowing corridor descending from above. On both sides of the corridor were shining caves—each cave was one of Haori Mountain's treasuries, containing the accumulation of several eras.
Everyone exchanged glances, finally unable to suppress their laughter.
The Heavenly Emperor body praised: "Uncle, your acting is perfect—completely like a Lu clansman!"
"This annoying manner—typecasting," Uncle Huang snorted. "He's been like this since early years."
This was something the Heavenly Emperor body hadn't expected. He looked at Uncle Pang's somewhat embarrassed expression for a moment, then turned his gaze to the caves lining the corridor. A thousand words condensed into one:
"Loot!"
