Taiyi Dao Fruit

On the flying island, atop the mountain where waterfalls cascaded down, Jiang Li operated the Eight Sceneries. Various divinations surrounded the red giant star, forming layered array formations, concealing the murderous aura it vaguely emitted.

Then, Jiang Li clasped his hands, causing the formation to close and hide the giant star, gradually making it disappear from sight.

This was a major weapon for this journey; it could not be easily exposed.

With the concealment of Chi You's Flag, both Gongsun Qingyue and Primordial Lord Rain Master sighed with slight relief.

Both of them, one practicing the Drought God Palm and the other the Yinglong Transformation, found the source of their Cultivation Techniques to be at odds with the Warlord, causing innate wariness towards Chi You's Flag.

Especially the Rain Master, who now bore the Yinglong Dao Fruit, needed to be particularly cautious.

Now that Jiang Li had hidden the giant star with his spells, the Rain Master no longer appeared as restrained, and said to those around her while feeling more at ease, "We are about to reach Yong Province, yet no one has arrived."

Generally speaking, Jiang Li preferred stealthy approaches, avoiding unnecessary conflict. This time, riding the island to Yong Province openly had its reasons.

Firstly, it was to signal certain people not to wait any longer;

Secondly, it was to reveal his location and summon allies.

Tan Wuwei had betrayed the Mo Sect and secretly joined the Buddha Country, using the last battle to convert hundreds of thousands of souls into one and ascend to the third grade. Mo Sect could not tolerate his actions and his intentions. If not for the Mo Sect Master being heavily injured by Yellow Heaven beforehand, Tan Wuwei's ascension to the third grade would not have allowed such an easy departure.

For such traitors, Mo Sect would show no leniency and would strive to cleanse their ranks.

If it were another force, having someone ascend to the third grade after betrayal would cause hesitation. After all, the third grade is the highest grade in the world today, not easily purged without potential major losses.

But the Mo Sect is not such a force.

This faction upholds the Mo School, and if nothing else, their determination is unwavering.

This time in the war against the Buddha Country, the Mo Sect would definitely participate.

Jiang Li was now waiting for people from the Mo Sect.

But before they arrived, two distinct Qi mechanisms headed towards the flying island.

One was righteous with a sharp edge, the fierce Sword Qi made Jiang Li raise an eyebrow; the other was secretive and unfathomable, profoundly mysterious, hard to grasp.

These two distinct energies were vastly different, yet they arrived together, appearing on the island as a man and a woman.

The man wore a simple green robe, dressed plainly with a sword at his waist, his brows carried a sharpness akin to a sword; it was Li Qinglian, whom Jiang Li had not seen for a long time since the Liangzhou events, normally communicating through the bull-headed.

Because of this, even the bull-headed felt deprived of the heavenly grace, unable to compete with Xiao Tian, that dog.

As for the other, it was a bewitching woman.

Her jet-black hair was pinned up with a gold hairpin carved with a serpent's head, her sideburns fell alongside her ivory face. Her alabaster complexion and crimson eyes gave off a strong inhuman vibe, yet exuded a demonic allure.

Wearing a sapphire dress, its top was loosely open, draped around her arms, revealing her shoulders and blue corset. The lower part had a high slit, revealing porcelain skin and bare feet as she walked.

"Heavenly Charm······" Primordial Lord Rain Master rarely showed such a solemn expression.

"Oh?"

The woman turned at the sound, lightly holding a jade cigarette holder, she took a slow puff, exhaling pale blue smoke as she curiously glanced at the Rain Master, "It seems Sister Yuanjun has some status in my sect to recognize me at a glance. Few know me in these decades of secluded cultivation on Wushan."

'Devil God Sect's fourth-rank, Heavenly Charm Demon God.' Jiang Li matched this woman's image with his knowledge.

She was one of the rare individuals truly from the Devil God Sect, having joined at a low-grade, not as an infiltrator, making her background pure. Feared and unchecked decades ago, sowing many enmities, until retreating to Wushan for seclusion, only reemerging after Wushan's recent unsealing.

Incidentally, it was from the Princess's diary that Jiang Li learned she had been chasing the Heavenly Charm Demon God back then when she chanced upon Feng Manlou, leading to the Dragon King's Son-in-law joining the sect.

In other words······

'A direct line of the Great Venerable?'

Jiang Li, knowing the Great Venerable's disposition, couldn't help but wonder if the Princess's encounter with Feng Manlou was orchestrated.

If intentionally arranged, being pursued by the Princess would mean the Heavenly Charm Demon God was indeed a direct descendant of the Great Venerable.

"The name of the Heavenly Charm Demon God was not insignificant back in the day, even after decades, it remains vivid in my memory." Primordial Lord Rain Master responded calmly, effortlessly dismissing the probing words.

"Let it be so, after all, our sect has many with special backgrounds."

The woman let out a crisp laugh, bowing slightly to Jiang Li, the blue corset quivering with a remarkable elasticity as she moved, "Heavenly Charm of Desolate God Sect pays respects to Jiang Sikong. I come under the command of the Great Venerable to offer what little help I can."

To this, Jiang Li had an average response; nothing compared to his senior sister.

He considered himself a gentleman, merely glancing at this bewitching woman without any inner disturbance.

However, Heavenly Charm Demon God gasped, suddenly clutching her ample chest muscles, as if stimulated.

"Sikong's gaze is so sharp, it makes me tremble, I'm all goosebumps." Heavenly Charm Demon God covered her chest, feigning astonishment.