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Chapter 1068 - Chapter 1068 Chapter 362 Lu Chen

Chapter 1068: Chapter 362: Lu Chen Chapter 1068: Chapter 362: Lu Chen Yulin Pavilion had imprisoned a grandmaster from Dapeng Mountain and even demanded an explanation from Martial Saint Mountain, something unimaginable centuries ago, but not hard to understand in this era.

As long as Pavilion Master Lu Chen, a Saint Lord-level powerhouse, was there, even the proud Martial Saint Mountain had to show respect to Yulin Pavilion.

Half a month after Bu Jiu was trapped, the master of Dapeng Mountain sent envoys to Yulin Pavilion for explanations, accompanied by a Yin-Yang Master from the Wang Clan of the Southern Boundary and a handwritten divine symbol letter from Wang Fuling.

The letter contained not only Wang Fuling’s explanation but also an astral talisman, a pride of the Holy Land and an exceptional, unparalleled greeting to the later generations.

Two peerless geniuses born centuries apart thus crossed hands across the void in such a manner.

Boundless Xuanshui collided with the astral curtain beyond the triple skies, tearing through the successive heavenly qi shields, and a Spirit Art on the brink of its fourth qualitative change revealed such terrifying power.

The attacks of two contemporary Saint Kings caused the sky above Yulin Pavilion to leak.

Without the sky’s shelter, the Heavenly and Earthly Qi would continuously dissipate, and any blessed land without the nourishment of this qi would eventually become a silent wasteland.

Although the qi shield of the sky would repair itself, it would take at least several months to mend such a large hole. During these months, the disciples of Yulin Pavilion would not be able to absorb the Heavenly and Earthly Qi because they simply could not compete with the tear in the sky.

Just as the Heavenly and Earthly Qi was about to flow back into the void, Pavilion Master Lu Chen waved a deep blue brilliance towards the sky. The pillar of qi shot up into the clouds and then spread out to form a multicolored cloud curtain that patched up the leaking qi shield.

The letter unfolded and stars fell, the curtain surged to the heavens; this simple act of delivering a letter was, in fact, a dialogue between two Saint Kings tens of thousands of miles apart.

Once the envoys from Dapeng Mountain and the Wang Clan of the Southern Boundary had delivered the letter, they stood aside with their hands behind their backs. The situation had progressed to a point where it was beyond their level to comment on.

As to the cause and effect, rights and wrongs, grudges, and favors within, they would have to wait until the Pavilion Master had read the letter to make any decisions.

As for the outcome, it was not for them to guess, so they simply stood aside waiting for the result.

Although that’s the case, the Yin-Yang Master witnessing everything on the sidelines wore an expression of fear after the event, for he had not expected that the letter he had kept close within his robes harbored a power capable of opening the heavens.

What he had not anticipated even more was that Pavilion Master Lu Chen of Yulin Pavilion could easily block Wang Fuling’s astral talisman and even casually repair the heavens, as effortlessly as wiping away water stains from a table with a rag.

Being able to do this with such ease and comfort, Pavilion Master Lu Chen of Yulin Pavilion must be a Saint Lord-level powerhouse; the two envoys grew even more respectful and silently acknowledged that the rumors about Longzhou were true.

Pavilion Master Lu Chen, having finished reading the letter, also understood why Bu Jiu, after failing to request an audience, had forcefully broken into Yulin Pavilion.

To protect Yun Sun Wang Chan, Wang Fuling had imprinted a Divine Symbol within the Devil Lord Gou Chen during the transfer using the Zhou Tian Star Shifting Array and gave another responsive Divine Symbol to Bu Jiu to track down the Devil Lord’s corpse.

Everything started off smoothly; Bu Jiu led a team following the Divine Symbol’s response to the Devil Lord Gou Chen’s fall in Chaochang territory, but suddenly, the Divine Symbol’s response disappeared.

In the whole of Chaochang, the only possibility that could shield the Divine Symbol’s detection would be an array master. After searching the major families in Chaochang city and confirming their lack of involvement, Bu Jiu turned his attention to Yulin Pavilion.

After all, within the Southern Region of Longzhou, there were no cultivators with array cultivation stronger than those in Yulin Pavilion; from this perspective, considering Yulin Pavilion as the primary suspect was the natural conclusion.

“Fate has it this way,” said Pavilion Master Lu Chen indifferently as he put away the letter. He then spoke to a servant outside the hall, “Ask Master Shaolin to invite Dapeng Grandmaster to the hall for a chat.”

After a while, Dapeng Grandmaster was brought into the hall.

At this moment, Dapeng Grandmaster had lost some of his usual arrogant demeanor. Upon seeing Lu Chen, he respectfully greeted, “I have seen the Pavilion Master!”

“Please, no formalities,” Lu Chen gestured for Bu Jiu to rise and said indifferently, “Master Bu Jiu’s desire to find the Devil Lord is understandable to me, but please refrain from such rash actions next time, as the explanations of Saint Lord Wang may not always prove effective.”

Hearing Lu Chen’s words, Bu Jiu was startled and unsure of how to respond.

And Yulin Pavilion Master didn’t need his reply. He turned to the two envoys from the holy lands and said, “I have received the explanations from both Mountain Master Bu and Saint Lord Wang. Our sects and holy lands are connected like branches sharing the same qi, and as for the duty to investigate the whereabouts of Devil Lord Gouchen, this pavilion cannot shirk its responsibility.”

Upon reaching this point in the conversation, the two envoys who had been standing with their hands behind their backs finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and praised Lu Chen, “Pavilion Master Lu’s noble righteousness is a blessing for all people.”

“To the south of Longzhou, Yulin Pavilion is indeed the foremost in formation arts; it is only natural for Master Bu Jiu to have his suspicions. To demonstrate my innocence, I have decided to lift the sect’s magic ban for three days, to let Master Bu Jiu see for himself.”

Bu Jiu was once again shocked. It was rumored that Lu Chen, the Yulin Pavilion Master, was extremely proud and never took the holy lands seriously. This sudden change made Bu Jiu hesitant to accept, and just as he was about to refuse, he heard Lu Chen continue, “The two envoys have come from afar. Rest well tonight, and come search with Master Bu Jiu tomorrow morning.”

After speaking, without waiting for a response from the three, he turned to the servants outside the door, “Please lead our three distinguished guests to the Bamboo Garden to rest.”

Early the next morning, Bu Jiu, accompanied by the two holy land envoys, began searching the Yulin Pavilion. No matter where the three of them went, the magic bans of the Yulin Pavilion were wide open. However, the disciples of Yulin Pavilion watched them with anger in their eyes.

For three full days, Bu Jiu and the two envoys turned Yulin Pavilion upside down, even entering the most secret Scripture Pavilion, yet they still failed to find any trace of Gouchen.

Finally, when bidding farewell to the Yulin Pavilion Master, the three understood why he had uncharacteristically lifted the magic ban, allowing them to search freely.

“I have read the letter from Saint Lord Wang, and now, please take this letter back with you, and ask Saint Lord Wang to open it with his own, hands.”

The Yin-Yang Master, already feeling uneasy, took the letter handed over by Lu Chen. His hands were trembling. Even thinking with his backside, he knew the content sealed within was surely not one of fond affection.

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Longzhou Calendar, Year 1785

July 21st, Midnight

In the firewood room, Tang Luo heard the sound of Brother Tian returning. Different from before, his footsteps were exceptionally heavy, and the air carried an almost imperceptible scent of blood.

After losing his ability to move, Tang Luo felt his already sharp senses had become even more keen. Sometimes, relying solely on his hearing, he could simulate the flight path of mosquitoes and the hopping motions of summer insects.

He heard Brother Tian’s footsteps, light then heavy, as though he was staggering. The intermittent scent of blood was as if something tried to cover it, but couldn’t completely do so.