Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World
Chapter 515 - 266: Extraordinary Mind, Unparalleled Understanding

Chapter 515: Chapter 266: Extraordinary Mind, Unparalleled Understanding

Zheng Fa wasn’t clear about the Haori Tree that Mingde Master had brought back to him.

After listening to Cheng Kong discuss the Seven Dragon Hanhai Formation, he finally understood the full picture of the forthcoming battle. From Cheng Kong, he learned that the Netherworld Immortal had died.

Zheng Fa pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze towards the Blood River Ancestor and Jiao Wuji who stood nearby.

"Does the Great Freedom Demon Sect still have any God Transformation Masters?"

The two exchanged glances, Blood River Ancestor’s expression somewhat uncertain, "Those I know of are all gone, but those I don’t know about..."

Zheng Fa looked at Jiao Wuji; what Blood River Ancestor did not know must be Great Freedom Demon Ancestor’s arrangements within the Demon Race.

Jiao Wuji shook his head, "Saint Ancestor only cultivated four of us from the God Transformation Demon Clan, at least I’m unaware of any others..."

Given their words, Zheng Fa believed them—so, was it that Great Freedom Demon Ancestor no longer had any followers?

He slowly nodded, but then suddenly asked Jiao Wuji, "What about... those four Blood Slaughter Flags then?"

Jiao Wuji’s face also showed confusion, seeming to also not know where the Slaughter Flags were.

"After the Netherworld Immortal died, at least Mingde Master and the others searched once... They didn’t find the Blood Slaughter Flags."

Elder Yuan voiced a thought: "...It might be in the Netherworld Immortal’s Storage Magic Treasure."

"That’s possible, I too initially thought the Blood Slaughter Flags were with the Netherworld Immortal." Zheng Fa agreed and looked at Jiao Wuji, "But now after hearing of Netherworld Immortal’s arrangements, I don’t think so."

Jiao Wuji’s face suddenly went pale.

"He himself trapped within the Seven Dragon Hanhai Formation, unable to break free without dying; what use are the Blood Slaughter Flags in his hands?"

Elder Yuan immediately understood, squinting and looking at Jiao Wuji with a chilling gaze, "That makes sense, it’s only useful to be given to the four God Transformation Demon Clansmen to draw in the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor."

Jiao Wuji, with his head bowed, remained silent for a long time before speaking, "They were given to us."

With a cold face, Zheng Fa turned his Divine Thought into a blade, lightly slicing across a black jade ring on his right hand. It was a very light cut, yet Jiao Wuji clutched his head, knelt on the ground, and let out a heart-wrenching wail, rolling around in extreme agony.

Where was the demeanor of a Divinity Transformation Expert to be seen?

Blood River Ancestor shuddered, and the flying sword beneath him tilted slightly, as if afraid of getting too close to this muddle-headed individual.

After rolling around on the ground for around ten times, Jiao Wuji finally ended up prostrate, using his forehead to prop up his limp upper body, his voice hoarse and weak, "Never again... I dare not do it again..."

It seemed he only had the strength and mind left to say those words over and over, repeating "I dare not do it again" around seven or eight times before he gradually came to his senses.

Zheng Fa looked at Jiao Wuji kneeling on the ground; he didn’t have a particular opinion about this demon. Jiao Wuji and Jiushan Sect were enemies, and his surrender was merely for survival.

Zheng Fa also didn’t expect much loyalty from him.

He could even forgive the earlier concealment; ultimately, whether Jiao Wuji had any loyalty or fear towards the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor, Zheng Fa could tolerate.

But... when Zheng Fa questioned him, and the man still acted pretentiously, the nature of the matter changed.

Though Jiao Wuji and Blood River Ancestor were both from the Great Freedom Demon Sect.

Zheng Fa’s degree of trust towards them was vastly different:

Blood River Ancestor probably feared the resurrection of the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor more than himself.

But Jiao Wuji... from earlier, seemed to still harbor thoughts of drawing in the Demon Ancestor.

Looking at Jiao Wuji slumped on the ground, Zheng Fa said only two words: "Where is it?"

"We... hid the Blood Slaughter Flags on an island."

"An island?" Elder Yuan was even more puzzled, "Why hide it away? Why not carry it?"

Indeed, this was a little inconvenient.

Launcing the formation would require retrieving them.

"Qin Mu... Qin Mu reminded us, carrying the Blood Slaughter Flags made them easy to steal, we need to hide them well..."

Jiao Wuji spoke in a choppy manner.

"He chose a nameless island, except for the few of us God Transformation Masters, nobody knows it!"

As he spoke, everyone in the hall couldn’t help but look at Zheng Fa.

The only thing capable of leaving such a deep impression of thievery on the Netherworld Immortal in the entire Xuanwei Realm... was this one person.

...

It was a very inconspicuous island, not so big, only three to four kilometers in length and width, with no significant fluctuations of Spiritual Energy.

It was surrounded by dozens of similarly sized islands; people unfamiliar with the area might not be able to discern which was which for quite a while.

"This is the island?"

Zheng Fa looked at Jiao Wuji beside him.

Standing next to him, Jiao Wuji looked at the shape of the island within the light screen, and he too seemed unable to recognize it, only nodding after quite some time.

Zheng Fa nodded at Zhang beside him, and with the Mountain and River Seal in her hand, she flew out of the Jiushan Realm.

Within moments, she returned to the Jiushan Realm shaking her head, "There are no large caves on this island, nor is there Spiritual Energy, it does not seem like a place that could hide treasures."

...

Everyone looked at Jiao Wuji.

"The seabed! The seabed!" Jiao Wuji looked uneasy, as if explaining and afraid Zheng Fa wouldn’t believe him, "There’s a hidden cave on the seabed, only Saint Ancestor Sect disciples can open it, and our strength is stronger in the sea... We wouldn’t fear anyone attempting to steal the treasure..."

"Do you mean to say, only you going out there would work?"

Jiao Wuji nodded, looking at Zheng Fa with a bitter smile on his face, "I didn’t dare to say this earlier precisely because I was afraid Sect Leader wouldn’t believe me..."

Zheng Fa pondered for a while and then said, "An hour."

"Uh?"

"In an hour, if you don’t return, I’ll destroy the Soul Seal... Of course, Great Freedom Demon Sect’s God Transformation might not be frightened..."

Jiao Wuji’s face paled as he stuttered, "Scared! Very scared!"

Zheng Fa glanced at the Blood River Ancestor, realizing that for a member of the Great Freedom Demon Sect, returning to the Blood River seemed to be anything but a good fate...

Jiao Wuji burst out from the Jiushan Realm, transforming into a monstrous Jiao Dragon, and plunged into the sea.

Time passed by second by second, and Jiao Wuji had yet to return.