Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds

After hurriedly inspecting the Yellow Court Pills in the bottle and the Cloud Sand in the Jade Box and verifying their quantities, Xu Xing cupped his hands in farewell, his face seemingly displaying some dissatisfaction.

A few moments later, Xu Xing's Escaping Light disappeared from the Sealed Demon Pan Palace, its destination unknown.

"Master..."

Seeing Xu Xing leave, Kui Qi knocked on the door of the Cave Mansion and entered.

"I don't know why Master told me to wait for seven days before sending the voice transmission talisman, and also... to be indifferent towards Junior Brother Xu..."

A puzzled look appeared on his face.

"You are not as good as Xu Xing..."

Kuimen Daoist Lord waved his sleeve, collecting the Shadow Capturing Talismans inside and outside the Cave Mansion. Shaking his head, he said, "The intention of waiting for seven days before transmitting is to make outsiders think that our Kuimen lineage has left him out in the cold. At the same time, these seven days are the time for me to allocate resources for him..."

He could roughly guess the matter Xu Xing had come to him about. Even if it was not for resources, having these reserves was a prudent measure.

"However... I'm afraid this won't deceive the Sect..." Kui Qi gently reminded him.

"Little Qi."

"You must have heard the saying, 'If you want to condemn someone, there's always a charge to be found.' If the Sect truly wants to find fault with your Master, they can dredge up a pile of trivialities from their archives today just to nitpick..."

Kuimen Daoist Lord shook his head and laughed.

He was not worried that the hints he gave to Xu Xing today would be discovered by the Sect later.

Although he could not compare to the Giant Sword Daoist Monarch in terms of prowess, he was still one of the few Nascent Soul stage grandmasters of array technique in the Sect. In terms of status, he even surpassed the Giant Sword Daoist Monarch of old.

The Sect would not punish him for such a trivial matter. If they did, the Nascent Soul Daoist Lords of the Master and Disciple Lineage would all feel threatened.

In the end, Xu Xing was still a first-class genuine transmission of the Master and Disciple Lineage. The Flying Feather Immortal Palace had not yet experienced a Heavenly Change at this time.

If they were to settle scores with him over this... what would the other Nascent Soul Daoist Lords in the Master and Disciple Lineage think?

No one could bear the serious consequences if this minor affair concerning Xu Xing were to cause the collapse of the high-level members of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

"Master is wise..."

Kui Qi offered a compliment.

With his insight, he could roughly guess Kuimen Daoist Lord's thoughts. However, his status was limited, and he could not clearly perceive the schemes of the higher-ups.

"It's just that after this... the next time we meet, I'm afraid we'll be enemies rather than friends..."

Kuimen Daoist Lord sighed.

He looked towards the northeast, in the direction of the Sect, wondering what exactly the two Nascent Soul Saint Monarchs of the Cave were planning...

Although there were conflicts between the two lineages, and the east wind had prevailed over the west wind, both lineages consisted of Sect disciples. They would contend with moderation, not becoming true enemies.

However, under the actions of the two Nascent Soul Saint Monarchs, the Sect—now with only one lineage remaining—would become a pool of stagnant water, henceforth desolate. It would then be difficult to return to the former glory of the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

「On the other side.」

Inside the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

Lang Huan Cave Heaven.

On a jade platform in a waterside pavilion, curtains were rolled up like lightly gathered clouds and mist. Sect Master Ren Yuanrui knelt behind a long table, wearing a lotus crown and a green Daoist robe, with a treasure sword sheathed on his back.

At this moment, a Yaoqin was placed on the long table.

Resonant notes from the Yaoqin flowed forth as his hands moved.

Surprisingly, he was playing the instrument with one hand. His right hand plucked the strings, while his left hand, without touching the Yaoqin, merely held up the edge of his wide sleeve to prevent it from drooping.

In a short moment, the sound of the qin paused.

"Martial Uncle Chi, you're here."

Ren Yuanrui placed his right hand on the Yaoqin's surface and stroked his beard with his left, looking at the two empty long tables below the main seat.

The sound of the qin had not entirely ceased.

An Elder in a Black Robe appeared at the left long table. His hair was a mix of black and white, a crane hairpin adorned his hair bun, and he possessed a refined and transcendent demeanor.

"Sect Master, even when confined to the waterside pavilion in this Cave Heaven, you can still command the Sect... Brother Feng didn't make the wrong choice in selecting you as Sect Master back then..."

Chi Yuan's voice was clear and not at all aged. He flicked his finger, and a burst of force snapped one of the Yaoqin's strings.

He didn't like Ren Yuanrui's pretentious qin playing, that air of one lamenting the difficulty of finding a kindred spirit.

With one string broken, the melody Ren Yuanrui played took on a somewhat different quality.

"You did not err as Sect Master by ensuring the Sect had some leeway."

"It's just that the methods were a bit crude. I added a few backup plans for you. The chess pieces you laid out have all been successfully positioned."

As Chi Yuan spoke, he pressed his hand downward. The recently altered tune of the qin instantly transformed, becoming as crisp and pleasant as the tinkling of jade pendants, exceptionally pleasing to the ear.

"Martial Uncle Chi's move..."

Ren Yuanrui stopped playing the Yaoqin. Chi Yuan's technique had already restored the instrument's former sound. There was no need for him to continue.

So he ordered the Immortal Maidens nearby to pour tea for him and Chi Yuan, and said, "Martial Uncle Chi, you still care for our Master and Disciple Lineage in your heart. Why insist on aligning with the Family Line..." He continued to persuade.

"It's not the same." Chi Yuan took a shallow sip of tea, the steam veiling half his face. "Whether it's the Family Line or the Master and Disciple Lineage, Martial Uncle here regards them all as juniors. I would never seek their utter annihilation. It's just..."

Seeing Chi Yuan fall silent, Ren Yuanrui put down his tea cup and glanced at the left long table. But now, there was no trace of Chi Yuan behind it, only a half-empty cup of unfinished tea.

Backup plans... Ren Yuanrui's gaze deepened.

His chess pieces were not only at the Giant Sword Daoist Monarch's location.

「After leaving the Sealed Demon Island.」

Xu Xing dared not take his previous route to the Eastern Sea. Instead, he chose to travel through the maritime border region where the Flying Feather Immortal Palace adjoined the Mingquan Sect.

From this sea area, he set out for the Outer Sea.