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Chapter 207 - 1 Night of the Moon [Seeking monthly ticket!]

Chapter 207: Chapter 1 Night of the Moon [Seeking monthly ticket!]

The moonlight was gently captivating.

The vast sea was incredibly calm, with a solitary island suspended above it. A man sat at the edge of the island. He wore a bamboo hat and was cloaked in a large cloak. His face under the hat was half exposed, revealing his unkempt beard.

If Chu Liang were here, he would recognize this man. It was Immortal Qi Jing, who he had seen once before.

By his side, lay a white-purple coffin that gleamed like jade. A closer examination revealed that the grass and soil around this white coffin emitted a faint frost. The material this coffin was made from was clearly ice!

The man looked up at the sky.

He was gazing beyond the moon.

A crescent moon hung at the horizon, casting a faint and graceful shadow, like an unparalleled beauty dancing elegantly.

Somehow, as he watched, the beauty’s shadow gradually drew closer. With the windy flutter of her long sleeves, it appeared to be right before his eyes in a blink.

It was not an illusion; she had arrived.

When Immortal Qi Jing looked back, the sea around him had frozen. The island, together with its submerged parts, was huge. Moving such a massive object would considerably disrupt even a typical iceberg.

But at this moment, it couldn’t move at all.

From high above, the entire sea spanning dozens of miles around had turned into a mirror-like ice surface! In an instant, the vast sea became an icy plain!

This was simply mind-boggling.

But Immortal Qi Jing did not appear the least bit panicked. Instead, he showed a hint of helplessness and chuckled, "Beauty, why are you still pestering me?"

"You dare to trespass the Forbidden Moon Mausoleum of our sect and steal the Mysterious Ice Ancient Coffin. This is a path to death. I am here today to end your life." A cold voice eerily echoed from the distance.

With the voice, a figure floated over the ice surface.

It was a long-haired woman in a black waist-fitting dress, her skin so white it reflected the moonlight. Her red lips were bright, her eyes and eyebrows flirtatiously captivating, yet filled with a cold murderous intent.

"I initially said I wanted to trade with you guys, but you refused. I had no choice but to take it myself." Immortal Qi Jing, still jovial, seemed utterly oblivious to the woman’s murderous intent, "Tell me how to compensate. We can negotiate as long as the price is reasonable. Why have things gotten so unpleasant?"

"You have already defied the dignity of our sect. There is no room for negotiation." The woman confirmed resolutely.

The Lunar Sect secluded at the Moon God’s Palace in the Northland, only comprised of women, seldom interfered with the world, and was the most mysterious among the Nine Heavens Immortal Sects.

However, its strength was unquestionable. Anyone who dared to provoke the Lunar Sect would soon receive news of death. Ruthlessness and decisiveness were among the few labels associated with the sect.

Not long ago, this man approached the Moon God’s Palace and put forward a highly unreasonable request.

He wanted the Mysterious Ice Ancient Coffin from the Forbidden Moon Mausoleum.

The Forbidden Moon Mausoleum was the resting place of the Lunar Sect’s past masters of the Seventh and Eighth Realms. If this man wanted a coffin from the place, that meant evacuating the corpses from their resting place.

How could the Lunar Sect agree to such a deal?

Unexpectedly, the man sneaked into the Forbidden Moon Mausoleum the following night as if the layered array formations were non-existent. He indeed had principles; he had just taken the ice coffin and he did not even glance over the more valuable remains and funeral artifacts.

The Moon God’s Palace was enraged.

Instantly, they searched heaven and earth for him, but found nothing. It was thanks to the secret method of The Moon Illuminating the Heavenly Palace that the woman was able to track him step by step.

"Sigh."

Immortal Qi Jing gave out a sigh.

Before he could say anything further, the woman from the Lunar Sect had already launched a ferocious attack.

With a rumbling noise, a dense icy mist, like an enormous surging wave, rolled towards the man on the island.

It turned out that when the woman froze the sea just now, she had also intended to freeze the man standing on the island. However, her divine skills seemed to malfunction near the island; they held no effect anymore.

Now, she increased her efforts. If the True Qi couldn’t penetrate, it would gather to form an ice fog. The fog surged higher and higher, creating a gigantic wave of over a hundred feet in an instant!

"Your cultivation should already rank highly within the Moon God’s Palace. Go tell your Sect Hierarch Yin Guyue that I certainly didn’t steal this ice coffin for nothing. Consider it as me owing her a favor, which I will surely repay later. But if you guys keep pestering me, I might have to fight back seriously." The voice of Immortal Qi Jing, echoed loudly across the icy wall.

As his voice faded, the rising hundred-foot high wave suddenly stalled, stood stationary, turning into a towering wall of ice.

The next second, the ice wall suddenly expanded. It transformed into a magnificent fortress, standing hundreds of feet tall, entrapping the woman in a patch of darkness inside it.

The ice magic was actually her divine skill, yet it was taken under control by the man and turned against her.

She channeled her True Qi, attempting to regain control of the ice, but found her connection with the ice in this world seemed to be lost. The ice magic she mastered felt so unfamiliar suddenly!

What is going on... Did the magic stop working?

No.

These ice elements have rebelled!

For her, the ice elements in the world were her weapons. Yet now her "weapons" were easily taken from her!

Upon contemplation, the woman quickly understood her predicament. The man’s affinity for ice elements was much stronger than hers, which allowed him to easily seize her "weapons".

But how was that possible?

She was a practitioner of the Ice Dao and a cultivator of the Seventh Realm!

Without time for her shock, she promptly abandoned her old control over the ice, and leaped up, shattering the thick ice wall with a powerful palm strike!

As expected, she could easily escape by relying on her physical body’s strength.

But the moment she turned her gaze to get a clearer view of her surroundings, she froze.

In the distance, there was an elusive silver palace nestled amidst the clouds on a majestic mountain under the moonlight.

She was all too familiar with that.

This mountain is the dwelling place of the Lunar Sect, Yin Hua Mountain. The palace atop the mountain is the legendary Moon God’s Palace.

How did that man transport the entire icy fortress and himself back to the mountain gate in the blink of an eye?

Such an ability...

Could he be a master of the Eighth Realm who controls Tianyuan?

If so, no one in the sect would be his match except for Sect Hierarch Yin Guyue.

Thinking of this, the woman lifts her head and flies fearlessly toward the Moon God’s Palace.

...

The sea surface has returned to tranquility again.

The island is gently floating forward, causing waves wherever it goes.

From inside the white coffin, there came a clanking sound. After a while, the lid was pushed open, revealing a delicate little face.

It was the little girl who was taken away by the Immortal Qi Jing.

This ice coffin was prepared for her.

"How did you wake up so soon?" Immortal Qi Jing asked with concern.

"...Noisy." The little girl opened her mouth and struggled to spit out the word.

"Ah, we must have been disturbing you." The man smiled. "Get up and play for a while, would you like to eat something?"

"Mm." The little girl nodded lightly.

Immortal Qi Jing fiddled with his hands and a live eagle appeared out of nowhere. The eagle looked fierce, probably hunting just a moment ago before becoming prey all of a sudden.

In no time, the fierce expression turned into confusion.

Immortal Qi Jing handed it to the little girl, saying, "There aren’t many living things with fresh blood nearby, try something fresh."

The little girl frowned and pouted her mouth.

"Don’t like it?" Immortal Qi Jing looked at her expression and asked, "Then what do you want to eat?"

The little girl’s mouth moved a few times, and she stammered out two words: "Fruit..."

"Are you talking about the kind of berries with blood and dragon breath?" Immortal Qi Jing said, "Indeed they taste good, but we’ve eaten them all, if you want more, we have to go to Shu Mountain..."

The little girl swallowed and looked at him expectantly.

"Aigh."

Immortal Qi Jing put his hand on her head and rubbed it.

"No, I haven’t figured out how to lift your curse yet. We have to float around on the sea for now. We still need the ice coffin to suppress you. If we were on land, a lot of people would die."

"Hmph..." The little girl wrinkled her nose, seeming not too pleased.

Suddenly.

The surrounding sea began to churn.

This part of the sea had experienced too much tonight. Just after a large area of ice was melted, there were roaring thunders one after another, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be boiling!

"Okay, okay, hurry up and eat something, then go back and lie down." Immortal Qi Jing said softly, "If we keep dragging on, we might attract attention."

The little girl held the somewhat startled eagle. The huge body of the eagle seemed so big in her hand... yet so small. She opened her mouth and gently bit, breaking the neck of the eagle.

A mouthful of fresh blood filled her throat.

Normally, this should be her favorite taste, but she had tasted the incredibly delicious fruit as soon as she was born, and didn’t like the pure taste of fresh blood with a fishy smell as much as before.

She suddenly missed the person who gave her the fruit.

...

"Achoo!"

Chu Liang rubbed his nose. Why was he being thought about so much recently? He had no time to spare, lifted his eyes and surveyed his surroundings again.

It was evening at Shu Mountain, and the sunset glow was splendid.

The people from the three teams had been here all afternoon. After having a picnic, Lin Bei was organizing games for everyone to play.

In terms of average strength, the team from Silver Sword Peak was much weaker than the other two. But in terms of social skills, Lin Bei alone could take on their two teams.

The three team leaders tacitly let their members participate and watched from the side in case they needed to step in should anything unexpected happen.

Just as everyone was enjoying the fun and laughter, the last rays of sunlight faded from the sky.

Night falls.

At this moment, an unexpected change occurred at the abandoned altar nearby!

A huge illusion suddenly appeared above the altar, vaguely resembling the body of a god’s statue. It stands in mid-air, its left hand behind its back, and its right hand pointing at a direction from afar, its eyes full of sorrow.

This is exactly what the Mountain God of Shu Mountain is said to look like in the legends.

The Mountain God has shown himself!

Everyone was startled and stopped whatever they were doing to look at the illusion of the Mountain God.

Chu Liang was the first to turn his head and look in the direction the Mountain God was pointing. There was indeed another mountain peak there.

Sword Sheath Peak!