Wait a minute, where is my master?

"Boom!"

The pale golden thunderbolt struck the golden spiritual power barrier that had not yet dissipated.

The huge noise frightened everyone on the ice floe.

Little White, who was playing with the Elixir Furnace fragments and teasing the Immortal Crane illusion, leaped to Yu Yaoer's side and then pulled her towards Little Yu.

Seeing the heavenly thunderbolt fall, the Shui Clan Elder was also taken aback.

She had thought that the young Taoist in front of her was about to strike down Si Yinyin because she had demanded the Golden Paper.

But now it seemed that the pale golden thunderbolt wasn't released by Jin Xu, the little Taoist who was entirely focused on the Golden Paper.

"Could this pale golden thunderbolt be from the Heavenly Dao's rules striking down!?"

Grandma Yu muttered to herself and glanced at Jin Xu, who was looking down at the Golden Paper, then she quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

However, she still had to say what she should say, "Si Daoist friend, this item is a reward given to little friend Jin Xu by the Heavenly Dao, and he has just acquired it. It is somewhat improper for you to ask to see it now.

"Moreover, the Heavenly Rules of the Nine Provinces Realm seem to also disagree with you looking at it."

The Shui Clan Elder knew from her brief interactions that this person did not have ill intentions, it was just that she had a bit of a spoiled temperament and sometimes acted without thinking, which is why the Elder directly pointed out the reasons to remind her.

"You misunderstand, Daoist Yu, I don't want to see the Divine Abilities on it, I just..."

Si Yinyin started to explain that she just wanted to confirm if this item was the same as the Golden Paper in her sect, but before she could finish, the second pale golden thunderbolt struck down from the sky, fiercely slamming into the golden spiritual power barrier.

"Boom!"

The loud impact noise sounded.

Feeling doubtful, Little Yu looked up at the sky, still holding onto Yu Yaoer.

Only then did the little Taoist, as if waking from a dream, shift his gaze away from the Golden Paper in his hand and look up at the sky, gently caressing the item in his palm, he softly said.

"Si Daoist friend, what did you just say?"

With that, Jin Xu casually dispersed the golden spiritual power barrier around the ice floe.

"I..."

Si Yinyin only got one word out before she immediately stopped.

She looked up at the sky, her eyes flashing with an incredible expression.

The moment the golden spiritual power barrier was lifted, Si Yinyin felt like she had been locked onto by the Heavenly Dao of the Nine Provinces Realm.

She had a premonition that if she were to speak the second word, the pale golden thunderbolt that had failed to strike twice already would surely strike down once more.

"Is this person the favored son of the rules of this realm's Heavenly Dao!? Why am I just trying to ask to take a look, and the rightful owner hasn't said anything, yet the Heavenly Dao appears to disagree first!?"

Her heart was filled with astonishment and doubts. She lowered her head, which had been looking up, preparing to explain.

But as Si Yinyin turned to look at the little Taoist, an even more shocked expression appeared in her eyes.

She discovered that when she raised her head, the little Taoist had handed the Golden Paper to the Snow Wolf next to him nonchalantly.

"The Nascent Soul Realm Demon holding the Golden Paper is fine, so why am I not allowed even to ask a question?"

At that moment, Si Yinyin felt a sense of grievance rise within her.

But the firm feeling of being locked onto reminded her constantly that this was not the time to throw a temper tantrum.

So, after a moment of silence, she cautiously opened her mouth to speak to Jin Xu,

"I, do not, want to look..."

As soon as the word "look" was uttered, the Heavenly Dao that had locked onto her seemed to find an opportunity, and a thunderbolt, thicker than the previous two, crashed down with incredible speed.

Si Yinyin had no time to react.

"... damn it, this realm's Heavenly Dao is targeting me!"

That was the last thought in her mind before she lost consciousness.

Actually, Si Yinyin hadn't guessed wrong.

Though her cultivation had been diminished and the aura from the Immortal Realm dulled, in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao rules of the Nine Provinces Realm, the rich aura from another world on her body was.

Like the rising sun in the darkness, it was exceptionally dazzling.

You, a cultivator from another land, had come up and demanded the Golden Paper that It had been forced to give away because It could not imprint magic on Jin Xu's Divine Soul.

The Heavenly Dao would strike you rather than anyone else.

If it weren't for the fact that she seemed to be in cahoots with the person who had destroyed the endlessly filthy object, the Heavenly Dao might have directly descended the Nine Heavens Destruction Thunder Tribulation.

The little Taoist stared at the unconscious Si Yinyin in front of him in confusion.

He was aware of the two thunderclaps just now, and touching the golden spiritual power shield was intentional, for he wanted the slightly tigerish female cultivator to take back her own words voluntarily.

But what Jin Xu hadn't anticipated was that, even though she'd said she wouldn't look, the pale golden thunderbolt still struck her down.

"Grandma Yu, how is she?"

"She's alright, just passed out."

After Si Yinyin was struck unconscious, the Shui Clan Elder immediately bent down to check on her.

Upon examination, it was found that her physical body was unharmed; only her Divine Soul had been numbed by the thunderbolt, causing her temporary unconsciousness.

Grandma Yu spoke as she took out a Pill from her bosom, pried open Si Yinyin's mouth, and popped it in. She then stood up, casting a meaningful glance at the little Taoist in front of her.

At this moment, she also had made up her mind that the Heavenly Dao rules of the Nine Provinces seemed to be extremely fond of this person.

Meanwhile, Little White handed the Golden Paper to Little Yu at his side and curiously approached Si Yinyin, whose body still had occasional flashes of Thunder Arc, and remarked.

"Temple Master, look at how well-controlled the lightning was, it struck the female cultivator unconscious without even damaging the floating ice!"

"..."

Jin Xu turned his head to look at the now significantly thinner lava pillar behind him, feeling that his own treasure seemed to be making an insinuation.

"Ahem, Grandma Yu, with the matter at hand concluded, this floating ice is not a place to linger, and so many cultivators from the Shui Clan also still need to recover. Do you think we should move to another location now?"

The little Taoist coughed lightly, choosing to ignore Little White's comments, and stepped forward to continue the conversation with the Shui Clan Elder that hadn't been finished earlier.

"Yes, this place is indeed not suitable for a long stay. Very well, I will take you all to a place," Grandma Yu said, with a complex expression glancing at the little Taoist in front of her, waving both hands as a massive stream of water lifted the floating ice, heading towards the direction of the West Sea, riding the waves.

"This young man is incredibly powerful, yet he is not arrogant or overbearing. Instead, he carries a sense of humility in his speech. Is this really someone that Tianxing that old bull-nosed Taoist could have taught?"

After her granddaughter disclosed that the other party was Tianxing's disciple and the current master of the Xuanxu Temple, the Shui Clan Elder almost went mad on the spot.

At that moment, she had one thought: she must take Yaoer home after this journey was over.

She had suffered losses in the past, should her granddaughter also suffer at the hands of his disciple!?

But after seeing him slaughter the Mad Woman of the White Emperor Pavilion with a single blow upon reaching shore, then carefully cleaning up the scattered filth and speaking of her with great respect.

Grandma Yu began to doubt whether he really was a disciple taught by the Tianxing Taoist.

Her resolve to take Yaoer home as soon as this journey ended began to waver.

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Three hours later.

The Ancestor of the Kunlun Immortal Palace, who had burned his Essence Blood, arrived at the entrance to the Deep Sea Abyss.

Although he had calculated that the great catastrophe had dissipated, he could not be at peace without seeing it for himself.

Now that he had arrived here.

He looked at the newly emerged volcanic rock island on the sea surface and the chaotic fluctuations of spiritual power around it, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He, Chidao... seemed to have arrived too late.