The rain felt like a cloudy mist that had enveloped the entire area. Pei Zi Yun landed on the ground and stood before a forest with a river flowing by the side. Pei Zi Yun felt extremely distracted for some strange reason.
According to the original owner’s memories, he recalled being attacked by Dark Altar Sect as well. However this attack was supposed to happen several years later. Paradise had been overwhelmed by the enemy. The Sect Leader was killed in battle, and Song Zhi took over his position as the Sect Leader. In just a short span of four years, everyone Pei Zi Yun knew from within the sect had disappeared and were replaced by Dark Altar Sect disciples. It was almost like a subsidiary of Dark Altar Sect.
And now, the disaster had finally been averted.
However, it wasn’t completely over yet. At that time, he shouted out, "System!"
A white plum blossom appeared in his sight and gradually became bigger until it transformed into a white, semi transparent information interface. It bore with it faint light perception against the forested background which he stood before. The numbers and figures appeared before him.
"Yin Master : Level 1 (3.5% Completed)
"Dao Techniques, 39 Variations : Advanced
"Sword Techniques : Master (23.1% Completed)
"Divine Powers : Stars Transformation Level 3 (Maximum)
‘The last time I checked, my sword techniques were at 19.1%. Now that I’ve fully mastered and understood the Shen Family’s Thirty Seven Techniques, I’ve gained an additional 4%.’
‘The realms of an advanced swordsman is too difficult to reach.’
‘But it seems like Stars Transposition has reached its peak, and won’t be able to increase further. The remaining prestige points which I’ve acquired have been directed towards my Yin Master’s mastery and increasing it.’
‘It’s a pity. If I had more time, reaching Yin Master’s level 3 wouldn’t be difficult at all.’
After calming himself down, Pei Zi Yun squeezed into the thick bushes and his shadow vanished from view.
Earthen Altar
The rain had gotten smaller and tiny droplets of rain fell onto the earthen altar. An entire group of swordsmen stood still and alert. They were completely drenched from the rain earlier. Even the Elders no longer carried umbrellas with them. The Elders were completely focused on maintaining the earthen altar.
The earthen altar was emitting bright rays of light, which would occasionally flash out in a blinding beam. There were two tiles, one was jade and the other was gold. They represented the Yin and Yang, and were rotating furiously.
Every Elder present was dripping buckets of sweat and they were all in deep concentration. The Senior Elder was right in the middle, and their faces were all pale from exertion. They had to maintain the spell which would allow the Earth Immortal’s clone to manifest.
Not far away in a cave, a middle-aged Daoist with an entire head full of white hair was speaking to another Daoist who had just been sent to spy on the situation at Free Cloud Sect. He whispered in a ragged voice, "Impossible, check it out again!"
The Daoist knew that checking the situation once more would be futile, as the outcome would still be the same. But he acknowledged, "Yes!"
At this point the cave underwent some changes as the Daoist used his powers to spy. It was a broad cave, with many lanterns and candles flickering in the middle. These candles were extinguished immediately, causing the entire cave to descend into pitch darkness. The Daoist then conjured a spell and pointed at the ground, causing all the candles to light up once more. Once his spell expired, the lights were extinguished.
"They're all dead?"
"Even Elder Liu is dead?" The middle aged Daoist started trembling, his face was pale and devoid of any color. He then ordered the Daoist, "Summon the fallen spirits. Ask them what exactly happened!"
The Daoist’s face started to quiver as well as he replied in fear, "Summoning spirits isn't difficult at all. But only Elders have the authority to do that."
The Daoist then mustered some courage as he exhaled, "Senior brother, you should ask the Elder for permission. If he agrees, I will then conjure the spell."
The middle-aged Daoist paused for several moments in hesitation. He knew the reason fully well himself. Summoning spirits with the Fate Lantern wasn't difficult at all. It's just that the realms of the dead have many of their own secrets. If people were to frequently ask them for things unknown to the living, it could spoil the grand scheme of things. He finally sighed after mumbling to himself, "The Elders are all so deep in concentration, trying to maintain the spell. If I wish to ask them for permission, I would have to interrupt them. Based on the situation now, looks like I have no choice to ask the Elders."
He then sighed and was about to leave the cave. All of a sudden, his heart lurched and he halted.
At this point, a single reflective sword ray could be seen darting towards him. This middle aged Daoist had quick reflexes as well and opened his mouth to shout. At the same time, the ring on his finger exploded in a white beam of defensive light.
"Pu!" The sword ran through the protective barrier without any issues, and stabbed right through his chest and exited from his back. The middle aged Daoist screamed out in pain which became a muffled choke as blood spewed out from his mouth.
The Daoist behind the middle aged Daoist was stunned as he hurriedly screamed out, "Assailant!"
Apart from the Daoist, there were another two fighters escorting them. At this point, the fighters drew their sword menacingly. Pei Zi Yun struck even faster than anyone could attack. The three of them felt an intense blinding light sear in their eyes from the gleam of Pei Zi Yun’s sword. All of them simultaneously felt as if they were the intended target of the assailant. Some of them moved forward to attack in their blinded state, while the other defended himself.
However, Pei Zi Yun’s shadow vanished from view. The next time he reappeared, the Daoist gave a loud groan and collapsed to the ground, fresh blood flying in all directions.
"You!" The pair of fighter felt tricked and they charged towards Pei Zi Yun, they attacked at the same time with wind and lightning on their blades.
Pei Zi Yun moved so quickly that his shadow was indistinguishable from his actual body, his sword advanced through the air threateningly. A loud "zhng" echoed out before he disappeared once again.
‘A military strategist would have to understand the Dao, as the ways of war teach the same principles.’ Pei Zi Yun’s breathing was somewhat ragged, his face had turned deathly pale. His physical formed materialized.
‘I didn’t expect to use such a crafty skill from the novels I read all those years ago.’
‘At the critical juncture of life and death, when I was being dangerously attacked by the three of them at the same time, I exhibited a skill I didn’t know I possessed. I fused my sword techniques with my spiritual energy. This then emitted a bright light, which caused all three of them to think that each of them were my primary target.’
When someone was pushed to a corner and was at the juncture of life and death, he would defend and protect himself. Hence, the three of them broke formation and did what they felt they had to do in order to save themselves. In that very precise moment, Pei Zi Yun was able to take out the Daoist.
The winds and thunder vibrated in his ear, and the killing had ended. The pair of men were on the ground, their lives had been snuffed out. One of them was leaking out his internal organs, as blood pooled around him. His body was still twitching in a deathly reaction, and his hand was still gripped on the hilt of his sword. His face was contorted in pain, and his mouth was open as if he had screamed to death. The other received a pierce into the heart and died very quickly.
‘Military strategies and sword fighting strategies are the same.’
‘No wonder the Japanese Samurais referred to their swords as "the war solution". That makes sense.’
‘In order to reach the advanced stage of swordsmanship, the knowledge of military and fighting strategies are crucial.’ Pei Zi Yun had some blood on his face and he wiped it clean with his sleeve before wiping his bloody sword, ‘There aren’t many enemies left.’
A thin layer of white light scattered away. This was the sound shield which Pei Zi Yun had placed to prevent any shouts from being overheard by the group of Elders at the Earthen Altar. Pei Zi Yun knew that his shield wouldn’t be able to extend throughout the entire cave. Thankfully he realized that all he had to do was place the shield at the mouth of the cave.
‘I can't sense any danger.’ Pei Zi Yun sneaked a peek and thought. There were four Elders around the the Earthen Altar which he had noticed earlier. Their attention were completely devoted to maintaining the spell and weren't the least distracted by anything happening outside. There were four swordsmen around, protecting them.
After thinking for some time, Pei Zi Yun managed to find a clean set of Daoist robes lying around. He hurriedly changed into those robes before walking calmly towards the Earthen Altar.
The rain was still falling, albeit much lighter. It was somewhat hazy. The four swordsmen had been standing around for almost the entire day, but were still on high alert. They cast their glances around their surroundings, and knew that some of their men were within the caves.
They looked around, and saw that it was someone who looked like their own people. The swordsmen thus didn’t pay much attention to it. Only when the person seemed to be approaching them did they turn their heads once again to look. They then realized that he looked foreign to them.
"Who’s that?" The second he spat those words out, he saw the gleam of a blade and felt a certain chilliness touch his throat. At the next second, he fell over and died. The swordsmen to his left and right were alarmed as they drew their swords and dashed over.
"Go to hell!" An Elder who was still maintaining the spell didn’t even have time to react. His head was decapitated swiftly as blood splashed all around.
"Zhng zhng zhng"
The pair of swordsmen attacked relentlessly. Pei Zi Yun had to dodge, roll and somersault in order to avoid their blows. With a loud crack, Pei ZI Yun sliced off the top part of his scalp mercilessly. He opened his mouth wide in shock, before a loud scream of pain could be heard. The next moment saw white and red brain matter spilling out before he fell and died.
"We’re under attack. Wake up Elders." A swordsman managed to shout out as the remaining three Elders raised their eyebrows and came to their senses.
Pei Zi Yun charged straight for an Elder. A swordsman saw what was happening and knew his intent. He dove forward recklessly and turned towards Pei Zi Yun to shield the Elder.
"Pu" The longsword stabbed right into his chest and exited from his back. The swordsman gave out a long shriek as his eyes opened wide in shock. Blood spurted out from his wound like a fountain.
"If you wish to attack your enemy to save someone, you must first save yourself." In fact this swordsman was rather skillful. But when it came to doing smart moves, he revealed his weakness and thus was killed for it.
Pei Zi Yun turned his body nimbly and was about to strike the next Elder. But suddenly, the Elder looked at him and pointed at him.
Pei Zi Yun instantly howled in pain as he was forced to retreat three steps. While he was being forced back, he threw his sword toward the altar.
"Pow!" The longsword crashed into a tile, which was floating above the altar. This tile was the King Lu’s tile. A loud thud ensued from the tile, before the shadow of a tiny dragon emerged from it. It gave a loud shriek of agony before the entire tile cracked apart.
The remaining three Elders seemed like they had all been struck by lightning. They trembled violently and spat out mouthfuls of blood. An Elder then hissed, "Senior Elder, hurry and retreat from the spell!"
The pair of Elders and a swordsman were left. Pei Zi Yun wiped out blood from his own lips and felt his hands and feet go weak. It was almost as if he had no more strength left as he sighed, "What a pity."
He had been involved in numerous battles and skirmishes. Although he already ate something light, his energy was more or less exhausted. His enemy was no better off at this point after withdrawing from the spell so abruptly, causing damage to their internal organs.
"If only I had half the energy I used to have, I would kill them all." Pei Zi Yun thought as he turned away and rolled on the ground while picking up his sword.
Right at that time, something strange happened.
Paradise
"Boom!" A red colored tiny dragon roared out, as it shivered and paused in mid air for several seconds before exploding into fragments. The Free Cloud Sect’s True Sovereign was holding onto an imperial edict, which glowed brightly at this point.
"I’ve won on earth as well. The King Lu’s tile which you borrowed has already been destroyed. Die now!" The True Sovereign shouted out loudly as the black energy which was wrapped around him disappeared.
"Damn it!" Seeing such a scene unfold before him, the Earth Spirit looked up before pointing out. Another loud explosion rang out, as a ball of fiery fire rose high up into the sky.
This Paradise had been severely weakened after being through such a devastating battle. The ball of fiery fire descended higher and higher in Paradise before finally disappearing into the darkness.
"True Sovereign, why did you let it go?" Someone asked.
"Paradise has been damaged enough. If we carried on fighting, even if we killed his clone, our Paradise might be completely destroyed." The True Sovereign sighed. Red energy was leaking out from his body. Every time a sliver of red energy was expelled from his body it coalesced around Paradise, stabilizing it. His body started to decrease in size, "I’ve been hurt considerably as well. I have to meditate for some time in order to preserve the health of Paradise."
"We had to battle up to this point, and the whole Free Cloud Sect has expanded all its might." The True Sovereign then summoned a ball of flame, "The current Sect Leader won’t be able to hold out for much longer as well."
Earthen Altar
These changes took place faster than they were described. Pei Zi Yun picked up his sword, as the earthen altar behind him started to disintegrate. The Senior Elder spat out a mouthful of blood as he started retreating.
Soon after, the entire altar exploded, causing a pair of Elders to spit blood out as well. Pei Zi Yun dashed straight for them. Since the pair of Elders were dealing with the backlash from the destruction of the altar, they didn’t have enough time to react and were killed immediately.
"No"! The remaining swordsman witnessed this scene and almost went berserk. So many Elders had died before him. Even if he were to return to the sect, he would be put to death. He thus dashed across without a care for his safety.
"Pu" Their shadows entwined with each other, as another line of blood appeared on his face. He stumbled several steps forward before collapsing to the ground.
"Hehe!" Seeing the Senior Elder scurrying far into the distance, Pei Zi Yun laughed out. Mid laughter, he spat out blood too.
‘You knew that my energy was completely exhausted?’ The rain splashed down upon Pei Zi Yun as the skies turned dark. Pei Zi Yun turned around and walked away, as the darkness of the night enveloped him. All the killing scenes he had witnessed earlier was almost like a bad dream he just had.
Atop the summit of a mountain, four Daoists were standing within a pavilion as they looked around. The rain was pelting down upon the lands. Several large pine trees lined the meandering road down from the mountain. The sounds of the rain was unceasing as wind blew across, causing the robes of the Daoists to flap noisily. From time to time, people would come up the mountain summit before going down again, as though they were checking up on the four Daoists. A short distance away from the pavilion, several other Daoists were trying to erect their own earthen altar.
From time to time, the altar would come alive with Dao arts being infused.
A talisman lit up abruptly, as a middle aged Daoist spoke out, "Free Cloud Sect’s Paradise has been attacked. Should we help them?"
"According to what we know, they are were attacked by Dark Altar Sect, it’s best that we go and aid them. However, if Free Cloud Sect gets defeated before we act, we have to destroy Dark Altar Sect’s altar and kill them all. We must not allow them to obtain their Paradise." A Daoist spoke out, his face was concealed by dark smoke.
"I never expected Dark Altar Sect to act so treacherously and use their Earth Immortal’s status to act this way." A refined looking Daoist spoke out.
When the middle aged Daoist heard this, he laughed out coldly, "If that didn’t happen, why should you and I ally?"
"Haha, Dark Altar Sect is to be blamed for inciting hatred and anger towards them. This sect has a proper hierarchy going on, with huge numbers. But which sect doesn’t have their own batch of Patriarchs and their own Dao masters?"
"If those smaller sects were to be conquered and taken over, fine, as long as its done quietly and discreetly nobody will bother too much. But to attack a Paradise so brazenly and outrageously, do they treat the rest of us as if we were dead?"
"Even if there’s conflict between the rest of us, as the more powerful sects within the region, we would have to join forces and teach Dark Altar Sect a lesson. Only then will they understand they are not the only sect under the heaven." The Daoist who was shrouded in dark smoke spoke out.
"You are absolutely right. Have you arranged for the necessary? For us to attack this way is not without risks as well." The last Daoist, who was an old man, spoke out uneasily.
"There will definitely be risks involved, but we have to suppress them no matter what, and strip their Earth Immortal status away from them."
Hearing these words, the refined looking Daoist paused in hesitation, "But to attack this way, and to strip them of their Earth Immortal status would mean pitting ourselves against them and causing conflict between us."
The middle-aged Daoist burst out in cold laughter, "Hm, if they even cared about maintaining good relations with the rest of us, would they act this way?"
"What’s the situation like now? Have you checked it out clearly?" The Daoist who was shrouded within smoke asked out, more concerned with the present situation.
"Although we’re unable to check out the current situation, I know that the battle in Paradise is still ongoing. In fact, it seems like Free Cloud Sect managed to turn the situation around as we speak."
"Reporting in, Free Cloud Sect has managed to overwhelm Dark Altar Sect. Almost no survivors remain from Dark Altar Sect." A talisman lit up abruptly.
"What?" Everyone around were stunned. "What’s the reason for that?"
"It seemed like Pei Zi Yun retaliated against them and linked up with his sect to kill off the Dark Altar Sect assailants."
"That kid…" All the Daoists were thrown into confusion as one of them looked up at the Daoist covered in smoke. Everyone remained silent for a time.
"The earthen altar had been destroyed!" Someone shouted out in shock. Everyone then knew the Imperial Qi had been let loose.
"Hurry, hurry. This is the best time for us. Without the earthen altar to provide power to the Earth Immortal, he wouldn’t be able to last for much longer. How is our own spell coming along?" The middle aged Daoist asked out.
"Don’t worry. We have the spell, and ten other Dao Masters along with us. We should be able to take the Earth Immortal down."
"Additionally, the Earth Immortal had just been to battle and must be injured at this time."
"Hurry, we cannot let go of this opportunity. Once we kill the Earth Immortal’s clone, the Earth Immortal himself would be hurt. At least he won’t be able to recover from this injury for a few years."
"Get ready." The middle aged Daoist ordered. At the next moment, four shadows appeared. In a flash, the four shadows disappeared down into the underworld.
Underworld
Everything was hazy and dark, smoke and dust filled the air. At this point a white lucent beam of light could be seen descending down and landing at a corner.
"This is the monastery and temple."
Somewhere around, a ray of light was hovering over. It was unlike anything most people had ever seen before.
The Earth Immortal’s clone was flying through the Underworld went he stopped all of a sudden, "Who’s hiding in ambush, what’s your aim?"
"Your spiritual energy becomes extremely obvious here in the Underworld, and you won’t be able to hide yourselves for much longer. Show yourselves!" At this point, four rays of light appeared in front of the Earth Immortal’s clone. Each one of them was draped in a unique beam of light, different from each other. Some of them even had black inscriptions around the ray of light.
"Our aim? Don’t you know what it is? You are just a mere clone. Without the support of the earthen altar, along with the fact that you’ve just been through battle, your energy must be thoroughly expanded. We are taking this opportunity to destroy you."
Hearing these Yin Master’s words, the Earth Immortal’s clone laughed out, "That’s interesting. You are mere Yin Masters, and you dare to take me on? You think too lowly of me."
As soon as he spoke out, the Earth Immortal’s clone moved deftly as he disappeared into a red aura. In the next second however, a loud crash could be heard as he collided into a transparent wall which had just been conjured by the Yin Masters.
The middle-aged Daoist gave a cold laughter, "Indeed you’re injured. You can’t even break out of our prison spell at this point. Dark Altar Sect wanted to make themselves powerful, but we were ignorant all this time. Now we know, and now we have the chance to prevent that from happening."
The red beam of light appeared once more as it wrapped itself around the Earth Immortal’s clone. This time, he didn’t speak. Instead, he pointed out and caused a loud sound to resonate all around. The transparent wall seemed to caved in. Seeing that it was about to fall apart, he smiled.
The four of them looked at each other before a pearl appeared right in the middle of the room.
"No! How could you have a Thunder Pearl?" Seeing this, the Earth Immortal’s clone exhibited an expression of utmost fear. Even before he could speak his last words, a loud explosion rang out, causing everything within the walls to tremble as the thunder pearl burst forth in a huge display of force. Even the walls looked shaken.
However, this Earth Immortal’s clone reacted extremely quickly as well. Seeing such a situation, he wrapped himself with a blood red banner. It was unclear what kind of special treasure it was, but it absorbed most of the shock before cracks started to form. The clone had taken some amount of damage as well, although not as severe as expected.
The entire walls surrounding the prison started trembling. Seeing this happen, the clone charged right into the wall, expecting to tear it down.
The minute that happened, a second clap of thunder resounded as another blast rang out. This time, the clone’s left arm was taken off as it turned to powder.
"Friends, please hold it!" The Earth Immortal’s clone shouted out panically. As he opened his mouth, the third Thunder Pearl was released. This time, half of his entire body was crushed by the force into smithereens.
Free Cloud Sect
Pei Zi Yun’s entire body was covered in blood as his robes were torn and tattered. He stumbled around and staggered back towards the sect stronghold. When he looked across, he saw the complete destruction of his sect. What once stood a magnificent monastery had been reduced to less than a third of his former splendour. Only the foundations remained.
Most of the buildings were emitting black smoke as the fire was gradually being extinguished. Several normal disciples were tearing as they collected bodies of fellow disciples.
A Daoist rushed up to greet him, his eyes were swollen. "Brother Pei, you’re finally back. The Sect Leader is waiting for you."
Pei Zi Yun increased the speed of his footsteps to the best of his ability as he walked across fragments of glass and debris. Many corpses of Dark Altar Sect disciples were completely destroyed. Their corpses had been subjected to the immense anger of the remaining disciples. Their corpses were gathered at this place, and were about to be burnt.
Zhao Ning seemed to be treating his own injuries and Zhang Yun directed disciples and instructed them to gather the dead corpses. Pei Zi Yun sighed. The minute Zhang Yun saw Pei Zi Yun, he rushed to meet him. After pausing for several breaths, he spoke out, "Junior brother Pei, the Sect Leader went into Paradise to help the Patriarchs. As a result, his body is in ruins. He’s relying on pills to survive at this point, and is holding out for you. Hurry go and meet him."
Pei Zi Yun hesitated as many thoughts filled his head. All the memories from his current life and previous life welled up in his mind. He sighed deeply, "I know, I shall go now.’
Just after taking several steps, Chu Xia ran into his embrace, "Junior Brother, I thought I would never get to see you ever again."
"Little Xia, allow your unior brother to see the Sect Leader. Sect Leader wishes to speak to me." Yu Yun Jun then came out from the hall and looked at Pei Zi Yun. Her expression was sullen, and revealed a look of agony. "The Sect Leader actually couldn’t wake up, but he insisted on returning. His life is hanging by a thread now, and is waiting to speak with you."
Hearing Yu Yun Jun’s words, Pei Zi Yun hasted his footsteps once more as he strode into the hall. He saw a flame burning within the burner, as thin wisps of smoke drifted from it.
His eyebrows puckered as an offensive smell perforated his nose. It was the pungent stench of rotten blood coupled with the smell of burning incense. Just a whiff was enough to cause anyone to retch.
Pei Zi Yun looked up and saw a person whose flesh was pink and mangled and reeked heavily of incense. He was seated just beneath the state in the middle of the hall. At this point he was breathing raggedly.
When he heard footsteps, the person seated there, whose flesh had been stripped from his body raised his head and called out to Pei Zi Yun, "You’ve finally come."
Only after hearing his voice did Pei Zi Yun recognize him.
"Sect Leader? You.. How did you end up like this?" Although Zhang Yun had already warned him beforehand, he was still taken aback. He almost looked like he was burned alive by seething fires, causing his skin to fall off.
"You… You’ve come. This is the result of having my blood and spirit burnt." The Sect Leader spoke out, "You’ve contributed a great deal to the sect. However, I paid too much attention to my master, who reincarnated to Song Zhi, and undermined you the entire time. I even drove you out from the sect. Do you hate me?"
Pei Zi Yun looked at the Sect Leader before him, who was in such a pitiful state and didn’t know how to react. He paused for sometime and looked up at the huge statue before him. There were many cracks along the statue. The Sect Leader sighed and looked at Pei Zi Yun, "Do you still hate me?"
"No." Pei Zi Yun paused before replying.
The Sect Leader looked up and smiled, "You say no, but I don’t believe you. With everything that happened, it would be strange if you didn’t hate me. But all this has already passed."
"Your huge contributions to the sect, and you speeding back to save the sect. This is the whole picture I’m seeing."
"With such a difficult situation our sect finds itself in, and you being the only Core Disciple of your generation, I shall pass the leadership on to you."
"In light of such a precarious situation, I wouldn’t dare to refuse." Pei Zi Yun stepped up and spoke out.
The Sect Leader stretched out a hand and handed a red jade tile over. This jade tile was actually a talisman as well, as had red streaks and red aura looming over it. It had the words Free Cloud written over it.
"Pei Zi Yun, I proclaim you as the Sect Leader of the sixth generation. The Patriarchs have already agreed to it." The Sect Leader exclaimed.
Pei Zi Yun received the tile. The second his skin came into contact with it, spiritual energy which surrounded the statue fell upon him.
"The authority of Paradise will only be assumed by you when you’ve formally attained the role of Sect Leader." As soon as he spoke this, his head went limp and he stopped breathing.
Seeing the lifeless body of the Sect Leader, Pei Zi Yun went silent.
Of course Pei Zi Yun understood it all. The reason the Sect Leader insisted on returning was to pass the authority of the Sect Leader to him. Only with a formal proceeding such as this would it ensure a seamless transition.
"It’s all for Free Cloud Sect." Pei Zi Yun couldn’t help but clenched the tile tightly in his hands. He finally understood how it felt to accomplish what his previous life failed to. The hopes and dreams of the original owner was in his hand.
It’s just that apart from elation, he was somewhat anxious as well.
‘Original owner, look. This is the Free Cloud Sect Leader’s tile. This is for Free Cloud Sect!’
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