Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 91 - 91 090 Mountain Soul_1

91: Chapter 090 Mountain Soul_1 91: Chapter 090 Mountain Soul_1 “But what if Elder Ancestor Ruò Qīngyuán offers a high price and the East Cloud Sects start an uproar because of this?” Lord Luo asked.

There are many different sects on East Cloud Mountain, some good and some bad.

There are always lesser sects that covet the profits from trafficking captives and prisoners, which leads to attacks on other smaller sects—wars often start like this.

Perhaps with just three or five people to begin with.

A fight among a sect with just a dozen members can incite larger sects with hundreds to join the battle, which in turn can lead to thousands and then tens of thousands getting involved, turning the whole of East Cloud into chaos.

The Hall Master laughed, “Then let there be chaos.

East Cloud Mountain is separated from the Xuan Tian Immortal Domain by Yunmeng Ze.

If East Cloud doesn’t fall into disorder, then Yunmeng Ze and Xuan Tian Gate will.”

East Cloud Mountain is vast, but it’s nothing compared to Xuan Tian Gate and Yunmeng Ze.

Couldn’t they really take over this territory?

It’s simply a tacit agreement that has formed over tens of thousands of years.

If one side takes over, both powers would border each other directly, and all sorts of friction and disputes would follow.

Even the smallest disputes could lead to direct confrontation between the two major forces after thousands or tens of thousands of years.

It would be a loss not worth the gain.

Besides, an East Cloud that is calm on the surface but disorderly underneath, and orderly within the chaos, better suits the interests of Xuan Tian Gate.

Xuan Tian Gate will not allow another major sect to rise beside its resting place.

East Cloud is rich in resources, enough to support a large sect if unified.

However, it’s better to have it divided among hundreds of sects.

That way, each depends on Xuan Tian, and Xuan Tian Gate can obtain the resources of East Cloud while resting easy without worry.

The Hall Master glanced in the direction of East Cloud, “East Cloud Mountain is already in a tripartite balance of power.

Qingyuan Gate, though strong, has been declining over the past cycle, and both No-Phase Sword Sect and Fengming Mansion are catching up.

If it becomes a tripartite balance, East Cloud Mountain will actually stabilize, and all three sects would be able to develop continuously, wouldn’t they?”

“It’s best for East Cloud to have one predominant power, and another slightly weaker, that can rally the various sects of East Cloud against it, creating a balance of power.”

Lord Luo frowned, “But Master, according to the message from Elder Qiu, No-Phase Sword Sect is likely to be closely connected to Qingyuan Gate.

If they really acknowledge their roots and return to Qingyuan Gate, wouldn’t the latter dominate in an instant, perhaps even uniting all of East Cloud?”

The Hall Master returned the escaped hen to the chicken coop, closing the coop door, and chuckled, “I’ve met that Chi Yang; although not as remarkable as Feng Yi Ju, he is still a character.

This time, either he is collaborating with Qingyuan or it’s a coincidence; there is no need to worry.

Even if he really has borne the humiliation for three hundred years, wholeheartedly devoted to Qingyuan, do all the Elders in the sect think the same?

Three hundred years ago, he rallied a group of cultivators who resisted Qingyuan to establish the No-Phase Sword Sect.

The Sect Leader is only the Sect Leader when he is wholeheartedly with the sect, otherwise, he is a traitor, and wouldn’t No-Phase Sword Sect raise another Sect Leader?”

“Besides—” He looked at his own grandson; he had eighty-seven grandsons, and now only a dozen or so remained in the Mystery Huang World, the rest were still too young.

This one had already become a Hall Master, but didn’t quite have the talent to match his position and still needed experience.

“Don’t forget, we are Xuan Tian Gate!”

The young Hall Master was startled and then enlightened: That’s right!

He is Xuan Tian Gate, even if Feng Yi Ju were to truly unite East Cloud, sending out two Stepping Sky Realm cultivators would be enough to destroy Qingyuan Gate in an instant!

Since they could turn the tables and start over, what was there to worry about?

“Go!

This turmoil in East Cloud will be your trial.

You will be fully in charge.”

Lord Luo’s eyes gleamed as he bowed and turned to descend the mountain.

As he reached the foot of the mountain, his grandfather’s voice echoed in his ear: “Pay attention to East Cloud, do not allow the Mountain Soul to take form.”

Lord Luo paused.

The world is sentient.

When Prison Ghosts scatter into East Cloud, consuming living creatures, the world naturally resists.

Whenever such a calamity befalls living beings, there’s a minuscule chance that the hills and waters might form a Mountain Soul or Water Spirit.

That’s the spirit of the hills and waters.

To control it means to easily control the land.

Most of the Sects from the Ten Major Immortal Doors and various forces that have stood for ten thousand years possess control over the Mountain Soul of the mountains their sects reside in.

A bold idea arose in his heart.

Was Feng Yi Ju releasing Prison Ghosts just to condense a Mountain Soul?

If not for his grandfather’s reminder, he wouldn’t even have thought about it!

“Warm jade?” Suddenly, a surprised and slightly urgent voice from Elder Ge arose from the little furball, “Turtle Kid, where did you get this warm jade?”

Su He blew away the little silverfish that swam into his mouth and asked curiously, “Master, is this thing very valuable?”

Elder Ge’s voice rang out, “This is a treasure for tempering the body; it’s needed for both Melting Points and Offering Bones.

It’s priceless for cultivating the flesh body, especially for that little girl.

It’s a pity that warm jade has always been controlled by the Ten Major Immortal Doors and rarely traded.

When I was young and shocked others with my talent, I was only awarded five pieces.

Where did you get this warm jade?”

The little girl referred to by the master is Feng Yaya.

Elder Ge is quite fond of the little girl.

Feng Yaya used to wander around with a camel and now follows Su He, always lingering around Elder Ge.

Just at that moment, a Prison Ghost silently collided with Su He, rebounding off the shadow of External Phase Mountain.

Su He looked up and roared, “Roar!”

The Prison Ghost dissipated, and the warm jades fell down.

“Humph, so it comes like this.”

Elder Ge’s voice from the small furry ball fell silent for a long while before he gasped and struggled to utter a few words, “I’ll go find the Sect Leader!”

A moment later, he added, “You go save the disciples of our sect!”

The disciples of Qingyuan Gate were still threatened by the Prison Ghosts.

“Chirp chirp!” The voice of the small furry ball rose, and Elder Ge left.

Su He looked at the two pieces of warm jade, safe and a treasure.

Boom!

The lake water burst, and a pitch-black Dragon Turtle pounced on the two pieces of warm jade like a starving tiger chasing its prey, swallowing them into its mouth with heavy panting.

Water gushed in and out of its nostrils.

Two dice landed above Su He’s head, and with movement in his mouth, the two pieces of warm jade transformed into four.

This warm jade had an owner!

Dice only appeared when taking something from someone else; Su He hunting wouldn’t result in dice.

In other words, the Prison Ghosts were domesticated livestock!

But Elder Ge had said that the Prison Ghosts were a masterpiece from before ancient times, from the Sealed Emperor Great World.

To be called ancient by a cultivator over a thousand years old, that meant at least ten thousand years, right?

Ten thousand years were not enough to use that word.

What cultivator could live that long?

The creator of the Prison Ghosts was not their current master.

Feng Yi Ju?

Su He pondered and realized that this conjecture actually held water!

Chi Yang and Feng Yi Ju were in cahoots, the Prison Ghosts were released by Feng Yi Ju, and daring to release them meant they were under control.

The Prison Ghosts feared Feng Yaya, but did they fear Feng Yi Ju too?

Was it something special about Feng Yaya, or was it a bloodline inheritance?

Feng Yi Ju might very well be aware that killing Prison Ghosts would result in warm jades dropping.

Su He felt he had found the key point.

Stay calm, stay calm.

When he left the orphanage in his previous life, the director told him that society was complex and not to trust others easily.

To decide if someone was trustworthy or what they wanted to do, don’t listen to what they say, watch what they do.

What had Feng Yi Ju done?

They released the Prison Ghosts, and over thirty people carrying the aura of Feng Yaya.

The more splendid the strategy, the simpler it is.

Su He didn’t think too deeply, just looked at the surface: no matter if those Devil Heads were Feng Yi Ju’s people or not, they were indeed more than thirty crazed individuals, each with an abnormally high level of Tao Cultivation.

East Cloud was going to descend into chaos!

Anywhere that suddenly had over thirty capable lunatics burst in would fall into disorder!