Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 842: 841 Planting the Seed [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

Chapter 842: Chapter 841 Planting the Seed [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

Hong Kan, however, sensed something from his brief reply,

“Since you haven’t opened the realm, I suppose you don’t know what the Hell Star is? Brother, you weren’t sent here for breaking some rules, were you?”

Hou Niao nodded, “It was just a lucky coincidence. The Jinxiu Heaven and Earth was at the open realm window, so many friends from the Upper Realm came to help. But as life is full of uncertainties, some mishaps occurred, the space channel collapsed, and thus I ended up here.”

Hong Kan Daoist became increasingly intrigued, “An open realm window? Upper Realm friends? Brother, could you clarify this for me?”

“I cannot!” Hou Niao declared firmly, “But if it’s needed, I hope to receive your help someday in the future, brother.”

Hong Kan was stunned, then suddenly understood, “Alright, if you have a request, I will certainly do my best.”

Hou Niao cupped his hands in farewell, “I’m afraid I have to visit other islands, so I won’t accompany you two further.”

Watching his disappearing figure, Wang Wang felt a bit awkward, trying to smooth things over, “Daoist brother, this Brother Hou didn’t have such a temper before. Could it be that after reaching the Upper Realm Golden Core, he thinks he’s got the capital? It’s inevitable for young people.”

Hong Kan shook his head, “You, always dwelling on the Domain Star, still haven’t settled your Heart Realm; if he told everything truthfully, there would really be no big matters—at least nothing concerning us.

What matters to cultivators is not the truth but the notions; having notions leads to countless possibilities.

Moreover, if he did tell us, would we believe it?”

Wang Wang still felt a bit puzzled, his upbringing determined many things. Captured and brought here during the Foundation Establishment phase, he had been idling away on Shiqi Island, his knowledge was indeed limited, which wasn’t his fault either; what was there to know about the place?

“So your advice is to wait?”

“No, you should send a message, ask if other islands have had any particularly notable rogue cultivators lately, as detailed as possible.”

Of course, they wouldn’t fly there themselves, ten days would mean a thousand whips, and not a single island nearby is reachable in ten days; Hell Star’s thousands of years history of monitoring people, cultivators had long discovered methods to communicate, by taming birds to send messages, though the speed is slow, and often there’s no return, but it’s far better than getting whipped.

…Hou Niao flew among the Cloud Sea, as if walking on fluffy tufts, requiring a high sense of direction recognition; but for him, having flight experience in Lizhi Sea and desert, with a map in hand, it wasn’t too erroneous.

Hell Star’s nineteen islands and lands, unevenly distributed in the planet core space, without any regularity, he didn’t know what Unihorn Clan used to distinguish islands, but he remembered clearly, when exiting the space channel, the twelve of them were taken in vastly different directions.

But Yue Duo’s direction and his own didn’t diverge much, though during the flight they lost each other’s trail, not knowing where she was placed at the time, but now following the map, she couldn’t be far from a few islands.

In her flight direction, there were five islands most likely to be.

This couldn’t be asked. Head warden Hong Kan Daoist wouldn’t know, and though the Unihorn Clan might know, they would never tell him, so he could only search one by one.

He had to find Yue Duo because she was the source of his cultivation technique and swordsmanship, the most orthodox, the oldest legacy.

As for whether this senior sister would teach him the True Skill, he wasn’t too worried, for from Senior Sister Yue Duo, he could sense the aura of a true sword cultivator.

A True Sword Cultivator wouldn’t mind passing down their legacy because, essentially, everyone belongs to one family; Qingkong is the main house, Jinxiu a branch, and the Shan Sect Quanzhen’s teachings were probably crumbs from their fingers, so what’s there to hesitate about?

He would stick to her, stay close, never give up until achieving his aim.

Not just Yue Duo, other visitors from outside back then were mostly like that, especially the Daoist and Buddhist Sects. Their uniformity in legacy was obvious to any perceptive person.

These so-called envoys from the Upper Realm who came to Jinxiu were simply using skills to attract similar lineages, making Jinxiu’s Daoist lineage a branch of their Daoist lineage, a win-win when united, a mutual loss when separated.

Since it’s an inevitable future, there’s nothing wrong with learning a thing or two ahead of time, is there?

This was his purpose.

A dozen days later, he arrived at Jiu Island, the closest to Shiqi Island, within the scope of Yue Duo’s flight direction. He didn’t expect to nail the location on the first try, leaving it to fate.

Upon entering Jiu Island, the Thunder Ring on his body immediately reacted. This was added after he had completely mastered the Unihorn Clan’s Thunderbolt Skill to avoid standing out too much; while the Unihorn Clan is lazy, their actions showed hidden malice, indifferent to the lives of rogue cultivator humans.

So, at least on the surface, he had to follow the rules.

Once the Thunder Ring moved, it immediately detected that this rogue cultivator had exceeded ten days from the island, and the punishment whip followed without hesitation.

Hou Niao sat calmly on the ground, welcoming the Thunder Whip with a smile.

His Golden Core had just formed, and he craved external spirit mechanisms voraciously. This phase would last for years or even longer; ordinary Heaven and Earth spirit mechanism was somewhat thin for a Golden Core Realm cultivator, so most Golden Cores would choose a Spirit Gathering Array to supplement cultivation. He had a better method—finding lightning strikes.

Pursuing organization while training himself, the intricacies he had already arranged clearly.

Hell Star’s Thunder Whip punishment is executed in two ways.

One is entering an island, and the stone tower in the island center detects the cultivator’s time away from the island, deciding the number of whips based on duration, just like he was punished before.

The other is to never land on the island, floating in the Cloud Sea for cultivation, using it as a quilt; but year-end, with Hell Star’s shell and core creating a massive thunder explosion, if one stayed in the island, nothing happened, but in Cloud Sea, one must endure lightning strikes, and at that point, it wasn’t just a simple Thunder Whip but a truly cataclysmic force, so cultivators had to land during some periods of the year, inevitably receiving the Thunder Whip punishment.

Relatively speaking, the chance of survival under the Thunder Whip beat many times over.

This is why Hell Star’s rogue cultivators prefer Thunder Whip over hiding in the Cloud Sea after making mistakes.

The Thunder Whip lashed down, and Hou Niao could distinctly feel it was several times stronger than during his Foundation Establishment; it seemed the Unihorn Clan punished based on realm, with the Golden Core’s whipping far harsher, so harsh that even with his strong lightning resistance, he had to cautiously deal with it, not daring to be careless.

The Ancient Battle Talisman displayed its divine might, more spirited amidst the thunderbolts.

In such an environment, it benefited both his physical form and Golden Core tremendously.