Chapter 115: Better to Tear Down Three Thousand Temples Than to Delay a Single Night of Destiny

Until Ke Jiayou used magic to levitate Wuyun onto a cloud-like flying carpet to rest, he had not noticed that Wuyun’s limbs below the waist were still swollen and inflamed. Just as a pang of sympathy struck him, Jue Li pulled him aside and asked seriously, "Are you colluding with the enemy?"

"We are descendants of the Ethereal Immortal Sect; how could this be collusion?" Ke Jiayou’s eyes widened. Master Wuyun had spoken so clearly and without concealment, yet Jue Li still did not understand?

"I am the enemy!"

The next moment, Ke Jiayou’s tone deepened. He grabbed her as she tried to leave and asked, "When did Bing Heng begin spiritual consciousness dual cultivation with you?"

As he spoke, the other party seemed to be listening. Jue Li’s communication jade disk lit up, revealing the face of Bing Heng, the second young master of the Zhang family. He was refined and elegant, and after exchanging greetings, he said politely, "Junior Sister Jue Li, we have chosen the location for our spiritual consciousness training. It is in the Forest of the Headless Gods—a place of tranquility and profound distance, high-definition and elegant. Most importantly, no one will disturb us. Junior Sister Jue Li, when will you come to line up at the spiritual cultivation grounds? Oh, Junior Brother Jiayou, you are still here!"

Bing Heng felt a slight aversion to Ke Jiayou’s presence; had it not been for his interference, he would have already succeeded in their dual cultivation.

"Junior Brother Jiayou, you must try harder. Once Jue Li completes this training, she will surely break through to the Great Immortal realm. If you don't chase after her, you will fall further and further behind!"

"Pah! Being rich is all that matters to you!" Ke Jiayou cut off the communication jade disk. Just as he was about to voice his objection, the groggy, slumbering Wuyun muttered, "Being rich is all that matters... if you aren't rich, you don't matter at all."

Time flew, and Wuyun slept for three days. As soon as he emerged from the cave dwelling, several powerful spiritual senses swept over him. Wuyun smiled, and just as he was about to mutter to himself, the little black horse bit Ke Jiayou’s pant leg and dragged him back.

Ke Jiayou was bruised and battered, his body rotting in places. It was unclear what kind of immortal technique he had been hit with; his immortal body was heaving, with countless foreign objects swimming inside.

Wuyun gave a simple, honest smile. The squinting, beaten man cried out, "Master, you told me to list my enemies, so I just sought out the weakest one. Who would have guessed that this supposedly powerful black horse wouldn't show any might at all? Master, I was almost beaten to death, and this horse didn't even save me!"

Looking at the man’s miserable state and the patches of missing fur on the little black horse, Wuyun rubbed his own still-swollen body and felt a strange sense of gratification.

A wild, unbridled laughter rang out. The spirit of the creature Kan Tuo was still unstable, only waking for brief moments when his soul fused, otherwise he would have roared for revenge over his crushed imperial bones.

"Who was so bold as to beat you?" Wuyun held out his hand, guessing one by one. When he reached the name of the Zhang family’s second son, Bing Heng, Ke Jiayou nodded hurriedly.

Seeing Ke Jiayou’s desperate desire for revenge, Wuyun spoke sternly: "You have changed. If you can’t win a fight, why didn't you announce your affiliation?"

Ke Jiayou squeezed a glob of thick blood from a wound; the blood transformed into a cluster of fallen soldiers and dissipated as malevolent energy.

He felt even more aggrieved: "Master, it was precisely because I announced your name that I was beaten even harder! The other party specifically told me to bring you out to face them!"

Wuyun shook his head: "Then you must have announced the wrong name."

"Ah! May I ask for your title, Master?"

"I am Ke Jiayou, Sect Leader of the Ethereal Immortal Sect!" Wuyun patted him and said earnestly, "You really are a sect leader. Using my name won't work; it will only lead to a worse beating."

"And take care of this black horse; it is the future Grand Patriarch of the Ethereal Immortal Sect." Wuyun crossed his legs and swayed, saying, "It’s not that I don't want to help, but one should never ruin another's night of passion for the sake of tearing down a temple! That young man from the Zhang family is training with your Jue Li in the open; it is only natural. You have your own aspirations, that is enough. She is as gentle as a lady to the one she loves, and a shrew to those she dislikes! You should focus more on how to cultivate."

Thinking it better to avoid unnecessary trouble, Wuyun dismissed Ke Jiayou. Suddenly, the little black horse rushed over and bit his pant leg, refusing to let go.

Just as Ke Jiayou tried to pull the horse away, Wuyun endured a sharp pain and said, "I can ignore you getting beaten, but for him, I must ask for an explanation. Make the other party pay back tenfold—no, a hundredfold!"

After he finished speaking, the black horse let go. Drenched in cold sweat and looking at his bleeding calf, Wuyun changed his posture to hide it and continued to cross his legs.

"Take this white pearl. Remember, you must make Jue Li swallow it; it will protect her physical body from any offense."

After Wuyun gave his instructions, Ke Jiayou asked urgently: "And what about her spiritual consciousness? If that Zhang family son has any ulterior motives, what punishment will he receive?"

Wuyun did not answer, instead urging him repeatedly to make sure Jue Li consumed it, and if she refused, to find another way.

Ke Jiayou felt as if he had obtained a precious treasure. He stored the white pearl within his immortal soul, head bowed, pondering how to make Jue Li swallow it.

But the little black horse was unhappy, circling Ke Jiayou’s soul like a dog, sniffing and sniffing.

"Let's go, time for revenge!" Wuyun stood up. As soon as they left the cave, a golden talisman arrived.

He was stunned as a string of food popped out of the golden talisman, emitting the delicious scent of something like mutton.

Seeing the little black horse devouring it frantically, Ke Jiayou reminded him: "Master, Master, while you were sleeping and cultivating these past two days, that black bear and the horned snake caused a huge disaster. However, the Head of the Enforcement Hall has already suppressed it for now."

Wuyun smiled, but grew displeased when the talisman projected an image: the Dream-Weaving Demon had sacrificed one of the controlled elders to secure the identities of Long Yi and the others, and had come to claim credit.

As for the food, Yue Qi had found it tasty and sent it as a tribute.

"Do we not have a mount? Walking step by step using immortal power is so slow!" Wuyun pointed at a guard peeking at them, smacking his lips with a smile.

"I’ll borrow your dual-magpie dragon mount!" Wuyun grabbed a hundred immortal stones from Ke Jiayou’s body and tossed them over casually.

The guard dared not pick them up and tried to retreat, but his mount stopped obeying him. After swallowing the hundred immortal stones, it threw off its master and prostrated itself at the black horse’s feet.

"Ke Jiayou, don't violate the regulations, be careful..."

The guard had clearly heard some rumors and allowed Wuyun to seize the mount and leave.

He took out a communication talisman stone, and just as he began to transmit, an executive elder appeared and threatened: "The mount ran away on its own. Hurry up and get to your patrol."

"Yes, Elder!"

Such scenes occurred all around Wuyun. Whether it was food, supplies, or teleportation arrays, everything was used for free.

Only when buying things did he reach out and grab from Ke Jiayou.

By the time half the funds were spent, Ke Jiayou could not bear it. After being beaten and having thousands of immortal stones tossed at him by others, should he pick them up or not?

If he picked them up, the senior would look down on him as someone eating off his partner; if he didn't, that was a lot of money.

Seeing his hesitation, Wuyun admired him: "You are truly ruthless, setting traps for others to leave the Zhang family’s second son with nothing! Truly ruthless!"

Ke Jiayou was bewildered. The white pearl hidden in his immortal body spun faster. Could it be that the Master was implying something? Once he realized this, he became instantly excited. With the senior’s help, he would surely make the Zhang family’s second son suffer the consequences.

Flying and using teleportation arrays, Kan Tuo finally carried Wuyun to the place where he had been stripped of his fur—a massive training ground. It was built from a mixture of "pick-gold" and titanium, forming a giant array capable of constraining the surrounding heaven and earth.

The design was unique, resembling an eight-legged spider crouching on the ground. Most magically, its claws were dense and endless, yet merged into a single entity.

Here, there were trial grounds connected to numerous small spaces built with immortal artifacts. Upon entering and utilizing this array, one could enhance their spiritual power to the point where their soul-intent could pierce through the atmospheric energy and roam into outer space.

Through this roaming, one could experience in advance the realm of a Mysterious Immortal, looking down upon the heavens.

After Wuyun entered, the space became incomparably vast. It was a fragmented minor mortal realm, layered like coffin lids with single grid-rooms. Every spiritual practitioner had to pay a fee to enter.

What lay before them were the so-called "snail dwellings" for cultivators in the Condensation Phase.

Further ahead stood a unique building in the Hundred Flowers Valley, with a strong sense of metallic mecha. Shaped like flowers and built primarily from immortal herbs, it was divided into countless small block patterns; looking closely, one could see lifelike portraits carved into them.

Those depicted were various legends, giants, and stories from the Third Immortal World—the very system of cultivation that immortal bodies yearned for and worshipped.

Further ahead were the small cave dwellings of the Great Immortals, their numbers dropping sharply.

Because Great Immortals required longer training times and larger array areas, by the time one reached the level of a Mysterious Immortal, there were only a handful in the entire training facility.

Once one reached the level of a Mysterious Immortal, did one even need to hone their spiritual consciousness here? Both the soul and the body could already roam outer space independently.

Just as Wuyun was remarking that Ke Jiayou couldn't find Jue Li, the little black horse sniffed around like a dog, dashing back and forth. Before long, they arrived at a resting area.

In this area, various heavy flight artifacts—leaves, carpets, flower baskets, and platforms—were suspended, with hundreds of people sitting and waiting. Their cultivation levels were mostly at the early stage of the Great Immortal realm or the peak of the Immortal Body stage, waiting in line to enter.

As soon as they entered, the short-horned black horse flew off and immediately found the Great Immortal who had kicked him.

The young Great Immortal who had kicked him was sitting with Bing Heng, the second young master of the Zhang family. In terms of status and age, he was slightly more powerful than Bing Heng, his cultivation having reached the perfection of the mid-stage, one small realm higher than Bing Heng’s early stage.

He was cradling a fox with plum-blossom-shaped eyes. Seeing the black horse approach again, he bared his teeth, and at the corner of his mouth, he was chewing on the mane from the little black horse’s neck.

"A dog acting on its master's authority" was a perfect description for the short-horned black horse. Ignoring everything, he swung his butt and performed Yue Qi’s signature move!

He kicked out with two hooves, which the plum-blossom-eyed fox easily caught with its tail and flung away. The horse crashed into Ke Jiayou, and with a thud, Ke Jiayou was sent tumbling back to land at Wuyun’s feet.

Wuyun and Ke Jiayou exchanged a deep look—being knocked down at his feet was too much of a coincidence!

Following Jue Li’s scolding, Bing Heng woke from his meditative state. The onlookers nearby simply cast sound-insulation arrays; they were accustomed to such scuffles.

"You took the immortal stones, why are you still coming here? You, you, why aren't you cultivating properly? What else do you want? I am about to reach the perfection of the Immortal Body and strike for the Great Immortal realm! Can you, can you just be serious..."

As Jue Li spoke, seeing Wuyun help Ke Jiayou up, she couldn't help but step back. Seeing Jue Li arrive, Ke Jiayou’s head grew hot, and he pulled the white pearl from his soul and urgently transmitted: "Quick, eat it, or Bing Heng will get his way!"

However, Jue Li swatted the pearl out of the air and said anxiously: "Are you crazy? Strength is what matters most; I am working hard for our future!"