The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 272 - 257: Master?_1

Chapter 272: Chapter 257: Master?_1

Half a day later, a Cloud Sail that happened to be moored nearby drifted over and picked up Pang Jian and his group.

After two days of sailing, the Cloud Sail descended upon Snow Peaks City.

Politely declining the Qi family’s warm hospitality, the exhausted group each entered lodgings arranged by the Qi family to rest.

"Alien Gods with spiderlike faces and huge wooden figures, and that dark yellow banner; Dark Bats, none of them wreaked bloody havoc on the Xuan You Continent."

Pang Jian felt puzzled in his room.

From Qi Pinghai, the master of the Qi family, they learned that none of those alien gods who had left from the Outer Realm had appeared in the Xuan You Continent.

It was very unusual.

The Qi family also said that the most terrible catastrophe on the Xuan You Continent occurred in the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land.

Because the leaders of the Yin Spirit Temple and the Blood Moon Sect had both died within that Forbidden Land.

This incident had since caused a sensation in the Third Realm.

All sects, factions, and individual cultivators had come to view Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land as the most terrifying forbidden area, no longer allowing anyone to set foot in it.

Both Blood Moon and Yin Spirit Temple were currently summoning all their Spirit Condensation Realm Elders and Hollow Profound Realm Protectors back to their sects.

Many of the native inhabitants of the Xuan You Continent were leaving aboard Cloud Sails, fearing that the alien gods escaping from the Forbidden Land would unleash bloodshed and violence on the continent.

Everyone was living in constant dread, worried that the alien gods would go on a rampage, but strangely, nothing happened.

Following Luo Hongyan, those Alien Gods who also broke through the Sky Curtain of the Forbidden Land and disappeared seemed to vanish into thin air.

"Where did they go?"

Pang Jian racked his brain but could not find the answer.

Therefore, he hung the Sword Command at his waist, making preparations to be summoned back by Sword Tower.

In this specially arranged room by the Qi family, he focused day and night, attempting to control more Divine Sense.

During this period, he kept in touch with the Mysterious Turtle and Sapling.

The Sapling in Cloud Marsh was still methodically growing stronger while the sedate Mysterious Turtle remained withdrawn in Panshi Fragment Land, using the Fragment Land as an outer shell to absorb nature’s spiritual energy from the Chaos Sea.

Occasionally, the Mysterious Turtle would also express its need for more Spirit Jade from the Underground Spirit Vein.

At which Pang Jian could only sigh helplessly.

The astronomical amount of Spirit Jade the Mysterious Turtle desired was also a dilemma for him.

After the Alien Tribes of the Fifth Realm successfully ascended, he also did not feel comfortable directly asking, Yu Xin of the Heaven Clan, for various expensive materials.

That day.

"Whoosh!"

He took out Yang Rui’s bracelet and sorted out all the collectibles inside: Spirit Jade, Spirit Stones, and scrutinized each one.

After thinking a bit, he also laid out the black iron rod he had obtained from inside a stone pillar, as well as the leaves from two evil cultivators and the Beast Skin, all at once.

"Aside from the Spirit Jade, the rest can be sold. I just don’t know how much they can be exchanged for."

After pondering for a moment, he stepped out of the room with the intention of selling Spiritual Materials, and mentioned it to Zhou Qingchen.

Zhou Qingchen immediately went to communicate with the Qi family’s Sect Master.

After returning, he said, "North of the city, Dark Cloud Pavilion."

"Thank you, Zhou."

That evening, Pang Jian headed alone to the north of Snow Peaks City to a shop known as Dark Cloud Pavilion.

He laid out all the Spiritual Materials he intended to sell, including Yang Rui’s storage bracelet.

After half an hour, he had nine thousand Spirit Jade in his hands.

But the black iron rod, the leaves from the two evil cultivators, and the Beast Skin were steadfastly refused by the buyer, so Pang Jian took them back.

After Pang Jian left, the Tower Master of Dark Cloud Pavilion sent a message to Han Zhiyuan, informing him that Pang Jian had come.

"Don’t bother with him," Han Zhiyuan replied coldly.

...

Several days later.

"Ting-a-ling!"

The Sword Command hanging at Pang Jian’s waist suddenly made a jingling sound.

"So soon?"

Unprepared Pang Jian, who didn’t plan on being summoned back to Sword Tower immediately, still gritted his teeth and grabbed hold of the Sword Command.

The next moment, a reckless voice came from the Sword Command in his hand.

"Disciple, take my sword!"

With that sound, the Sword Command in Pang Jian’s hand became piercingly sharp, as if every angle was stabbing his hand.

It was also at that moment that Pang Jian acutely sensed the copper plaque dangling against his skin suddenly become smooth on the back.

The words "Purgatory Gate" that appeared due to the punctures of numerous Void Cracks unexpectedly concealed themselves within the plaque.

All the mysteries within the copper plaque were retracted!

"I..."

Pang Jian opened his mouth.

A domineering Sword Intent, following his palm, suddenly entered his Dantian Spiritual Sea.

"Chaos Sea!"

"Sun, moon, stars, Cold Ice, Thunder and Lightning, underground flames—oh my!"

"Eh, the foundation is actually built with the Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell!"

"My, this trip has struck gold!"

"Qi Qingsong, this boy, has rendered great services to our Sword Tower! He should be rewarded, and greatly so!"

The domineering Sword Intent, right within Pang Jian’s dantian Spiritual Sea, condensed into a bulky fat man.

His joints were thick, his facial features and physique were unusually large, and his plump body exuded a sense of strength. He was clad in a loose blue robe.

Also a fat man, he was much larger than Han Duping, yet his large features did not seem sleazy at all but rather exuded a rough and overbearing masculine charm.

"My good disciple, let me take another look at your Sea of Consciousness!"

He laughed wildly in Pang Jian’s Spiritual Sea.

Another thread of soul-bound Sword Intent, escaping from the Sword Command in Pang Jian’s palm, reached directly into Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness.

"Mid-phase of the Hollow Profound Realm, Divine Sense... one hundred thirty-six? Am I seeing this correctly? Really damn one hundred thirty-six? Haha! Hahaha!"

Another blue-robed fatty, floating above Pang Jian’s Sea of Consciousness, laughed wildly without restraint as well.

"Chaos Sea, plus one hundred thirty-six threads of Divine Sense! From now on, you little fellow are my closed-door disciple!"

"As long as you don’t die, I will not take on any more disciples. Hmm, having you as a disciple, I suppose I’ve finally given the Sword Tower a proper account."

The two blue-robed fatties, one in Pang Jian’s dantian Spiritual Sea and the other in his Sea of Consciousness, laughed wildly and unscrupulously.

After laughing, these two blue-robed fatties suddenly looked up together.

Pang Jian felt as if his left and right eyes were staring at two identical fatties, one manifested from Spiritual Power and the other from soul breath.

"You have cultivated the Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell up to the Hollow Profound Realm; it would be a shame to stop midway."

The two blue-robed fatties stroked their chins, pondering.

Pang Jian hesitated for a moment and said with a mental voice, "The Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell I obtained can only be cultivated up to the Spirit Condensation Realm."

"No matter, the Pot Heaven Sect was obliterated by the Sword Tower, but we have the subsequent cultivation techniques. You know, our Sword Tower’s Sword techniques and killing arts are too extreme and unorthodox, but combined with the orthodox and life-nurturing Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell, it seems to be quite a suitable combination."

The blue-robed fatty mulled over it.

Pang Jian was stunned.

The Pot Heaven Sect, the very same sect that created the Pot Heaven Nourishing Qi Spell, was wiped out by the Sword Tower?

"I’ve also cultivated the Great Creation Sacred Body; it’s also an incomplete technique..."

Pang Jian added in a soft voice.

"Hehe, coincidentally, the Creation Sect was also destroyed by our Sword Tower."

The blue-robed fatty grinned and laughed oddly: "If it were someone else practicing such a mix of spells and secret skills, I wouldn’t acknowledge him as my disciple! But you, born with the Chaos Sea, are suited to practice all sorts of things chaotically!"

"You can practice those techniques at will, and any subsequent techniques you can’t find, I can get them for you."

"Hmm, I need to ponder further on what Sword technique to teach you, as your Chaos Sea isn’t suitable for practicing my Sword Dao."

"..."

As he talked to himself, he suddenly laughed oddly: "Kid, how many romantic involvements do you have now?"

Pang Jian was stunned and asked quietly, "What kind of romantic involvements?"

"The kind that involves sleeping with women!"

The two blue-robed fatties laughed heartily.

Pang Jian fell silent upon hearing this.

"This won’t do!"

He was slightly disgruntled and said seriously, "As my disciple, the most important thing is to maintain a character consistent with mine. I, your master, have romantic involvements in every realm; you cannot let me down in this aspect!"

"By the way, that girl Li Yuqing, are you planning to sleep with her?"

"Oh, I’ve also heard from her that an Alien God from the Outer Realm named Luo Hongyan has quite an extraordinary relationship with you."

"As for this Alien God, if you truly want her, I, your master, can put in some effort to help you."

"An Alien God? Tsk tsk, even I your master haven’t tried that."

The blue-robed fatty slapped his thigh and laughed loudly.

Pang Jian’s face was blank as he looked at the two blue-robed fatties, who were brazenly manifesting in his Sea of Consciousness and Spiritual Sea, and asked uncertainly, "Are you really the... Tower Master of the Sword Tower?"

"Isn’t that obvious?"

The big fat man smiled coldly, and said domineeringly, "In the Purgatory World, there aren’t many who dare to impersonate me! Even the True Gods of the First Realm, there aren’t many who dare to say they can beat me with certainty. Once I am Divine Enthroned, I will poke a hole through this world; I have to see who is imposing such heavy restrictions on us!"

"Alright, I’ve watched and talked enough, you can come to the Sword Tower to see me at any time."

"I still need to ponder what kind of suitable Sword technique to have you practice, or perhaps... I should create an entirely new Sword Dao just for you."

The two blue-robed fatties re-entered the Sword Command.

Pang Jian, holding the Sword Command, sat dryly in the room for a long time, still feeling unsettled.

So, he knocked on Zhao Yuanqi’s door in the middle of the night.

Under the wary gaze of the silver-haired girl, he mustered his courage to ask for advice: "What kind of person is the Tower Master of the Sword Tower, roughly?"

Zhao Yuanqi let out a sigh of relief, thought about how the Sect Master of Red Mountain described him and said solemnly, "It is said that he is charming, handsome, and has romantic affairs with beauties from various realms."

Pang Jian’s face darkened, feeling fooled, convinced that the blue-robed fat man was definitely not the Tower Master of the Sword Tower!

But, if not the Tower Master of the Sword Tower, who else could send two divinely skilled Sword Intents into his own Sea of Consciousness and Spiritual Sea through a mere Sword Command?

"Our Sect’s Master Liu highly regards that Tower Master..."

Zhao Yuanqi hesitated for a few seconds and then whispered, "I’ve heard that our Red Mountain’s backer is the Sword Tower of the Second Realm."

Pang Jian paused, then said, "Is your sect master male or female?"

"Master Liu’s real name is Liu Lingyun; of course, she’s female."

Zhao Yuanqi replied.

"Oh, sorry for the disturbance."

Pang Jian bowed and left.

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