How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 280: In Kun Cang, Who Disturbs the Chunshui River?

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: In Kun Cang, Who Disturbs the Chunshui River?

Lu Sanqian indeed doesn’t have deep foundations; the strength of his disciples isn’t comparable to Cangmang Palace.

But so what?

Lu Sanqian has reached the Enlightenment Realm!

The greatest peculiarity of the Enlightenment Realm is that he alone is the ultimate trump card of a palace.

You can kill everyone in Li Palace, but he alone can throw Cangmang Palace into turmoil.

Therefore, comparing the two forces actually has no meaning.

Without a way to deal with someone in the Enlightenment Realm, no matter which palace initiates a fight to the death, both would perish together...

Lu Sanqian seized Xiaoyao Peak with a determined demeanor.

He had already issued a declaration to everyone in Kun Cang.

Xiaoyao Palace, this palace has destroyed it.

Who dares to perish with this palace?

Does Ren Cangmang dare?

Is he willing?

Is it worth it?

At the summit of Cangmang Mountain, amidst chaotic clouds, Ren Cangmang’s face was as dark as dripping ink, unable to say a word...

In the mountain of Cangmang, there was a courtyard.

The courtyard was endlessly elegant; in this season, the plum blossoms at the foot of the mountain had just withered, but in this courtyard, exotic flowers were in full bloom. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

This was because it was the courtyard of the Cangmang Saintess Ren Zhirou, and also because Ren Zhirou and her husband enjoyed drinking among the flowers, carefree in the world.

In the garden, atop a small pavilion, stood a handsome young man, with traces of redness on his body.

This should have been his most charming and debonair moment, but today’s scene was different.

The perpetual light smile was gone from his face, and his brow was clouded with thick darkness that seemed never to have appeared before.

He was Dongfang Xiaoyao.

The Saint Heir of Xiaoyao Palace.

Typical Saint Heirs are always under the supervision of their Sect Masters, constantly being reprimanded, with strict teachers and fathers producing outstanding disciples, who in turn should assume great responsibilities.

So, typical Saint Heirs lead quite a constrained life.

But he was different.

He was a prodigy of wisdom, also a cultivation genius.

He alone could connect with Cangmang Palace, craftily destroy Li Palace, and repel Night Palace with a thundering strike. It could be said, the century-long strength of Xiaoyao Palace was single-handedly built by him.

His father Dongfang Lie had boundless trust in him.

The Xiaoyao Palace Elders were infinitely loyal to him.

He wasn’t a typical son-in-law in Cangmang Palace; he was a remarkable son-in-law who could face his father-in-law boldly at any time.

Though the world is vast, I am free and unfettered.

Dongfang Xiaoyao was truly the one who embodied these eight characters.

However, today, he suffered the first significant blow of his life!

His Xiaoyao Palace was destroyed!

"Husband!" A hand reached over, pressing onto his shoulder; it was a gesture of comfort from his wife.

Dongfang Xiaoyao’s entire body was stiff.

Even his shoulder was.

Ren Zhirou’s slender hand fell, seemingly holding boundless oppression within that shoulder, as if a volcano lay hidden...

"Husband, it is decided; you must control your grief."

Dongfang Xiaoyao slowly lowered his head, biting his lip so hard that there was blood at the corner of his mouth.

He was spitting blood!

But he forced it down!

Ren Zhirou knew her husband was in great pain, and she also knew the real source of that pain.

No one else in this world knew that Lin Xiaosu entering Kun Cang this time was actually a brilliant move by Dongfang Xiaoyao. Given Lin Xiaosu’s sensitive identity, it would have been nearly impossible for him to enter Kun Cang smoothly, even if invited by the Chunshui Palace Master. But Dongfang Xiaoyao helped him!

Clearing all obstacles for him to enter Kun Cang.

Why such kindness?

Because he wanted Lin Xiaosu dead!

Outside of Kun Cang, Lin Xiaosu was beyond its reach. Any attempt to kill him would have to reckon with Qianlong, with every action fraught with uncertainties.

However, as long as Lin Xiaosu dared to enter Kun Cang, killing this annoying pest who thwarted Xiaoyao Palace’s plans would be as simple as crushing an ant?

Thus, he created conditions for Lin Xiaosu to enter Kun Cang smoothly.

Lin Xiaosu could never have imagined that even before entering Kun Cang, he had already become a pawn in this strategist’s game.

He stepped into the sky of Kun Cang, and it was already a chessboard between him and Dongfang Xiaoyao.

While Dongfang Xiaoyao seemed to be living carefree days with his beloved at the small courtyard in Cangmang Mountain, his focus was already on Kun Cang; this was his norm, the legend of the Saint Heir of Wisdom.

Everything was going smoothly.

Lin Xiaosu also step-by-step walked into a dead end.

However, the outcome deviated!

Lin Xiaosu executed an extreme counter kill on him!

Why extreme?

Because this counter-attack was executed with maxed-out angle, force, and damage.

Xiaoyao Palace was directly wiped out!

The Saint Heir of Xiaoyao Palace was still holding a chess piece, waiting for the fatal strike.

His opponent smashed the chessboard!

In the initial stages of their game, Dongfang Xiaoyao had already suffered a crushing defeat.

How could this legendary Saint Heir bear it?

Storms brewed on Cangmang Mountain, and so it did in other places of Kun Cang.

In Chunshui Palace, as the Palace Master Li Chushui emerged from seclusion, she was shocked. Her perpetually calm demeanor changed completely, darkening with each elder’s report.

In front of her, her demure daughter Li Bingxin held her little kitten, her heart racing.

She was also confused.

Lin Xiaosu...

Had only arrived at Chunshui Palace the day before yesterday, accompanying Ding Ruoshui.

He should have been bound for Chunshui Palace.

He should have been a guest of Chunshui Palace.

However, she did not like Ding Ruoshui, and thus did not like Lin Xiaosu either.

As a Holy Daughter of a mighty sect, she believed she had the right to say whom she liked or disliked.

Yet this small figure, akin to an ant, actually mastered Arrays?

He directly brought about the destruction of Xiaoyao Palace?

He became the key figure in Kun Cang’s upheaval.

Is this possible?

Li Chushui’s gaze slowly fixed onto Li Bingxin, who jumped up, startled: "Mother!"

She had never seen such a look in her mother’s eyes before.

Li Chushui asked slowly: "Is Ding Ruoshui in Fanhua City now?"

"...Yes!"

Li Chushui enunciated clearly: "You, go to Fanhua City immediately and apologize to Ding Ruoshui. Invite her back to the palace!"

Li Bingxin trembled violently: "She... what qualifies her? Child..."

Li Chushui abruptly stood up, pointing a finger at her nose: "Ignorant, incompetent, senseless, unperceptive! Who are you to judge whether others are qualified or not? Go to Fanhua City right now; dare to say even half a word of refusal, and I’ll depose you!"

Her voice penetrated the house.

Outside, the faces of the elders all changed dramatically.

Inside the room, it was silent as night, and the Great Elder’s face changed as well.

Li Bingxin nearly couldn’t believe her ears, trembling all over.

Ignorant, incompetent, senseless, unperceptive—was that really from her mother’s mouth?

Was she really the one being scolded?

How is it possible?

Li Chushui deeply inhaled, turning slowly: "A great prodigy who could single-handedly overturn the situation in Kun Cang, lost to Chunshui Palace because of your short-sightedness... If you can’t salvage it, you will be Chunshui Palace’s eternal sinner!"

Li Bingxin’s face was deathly pale, her back covered in cold sweat, under her mother’s wrath, she dared not speak.

The Great Elder nearby bowed deeply: "Palace Master, the Holy Daughter is still young. She did not know that the youngster was proficient in Arrays, and inevitably made some errors in judgment."

"Therefore, I have given her the opportunity to make amends!"

The Great Elder said: "Palace Master, please temper your anger. Allow me to say something... Before leaving, Ding Ruoshui voiced utter heresy, stating... stating..."

"Stating what? Speak!" Li Chushui demanded.

"She said... she would stay in Fanhua City for seven days, and asked the Palace Master to personally invite her within those seven days."

Li Chushui was stunned.

Li Bingxin’s face turned beet red: "Mother, you see, how can such a rebellious person..."

Li Chushui raised her hand sharply, interrupting her, and sighed deeply: "In ancient times, sages respected capable people, and their deeds were passed down as legends. Today, why should I not follow their footsteps to Fanhua?"

As her voice fell, the spring water around her rippled.

In the next moment, she was far away.

The Chunshui Palace Master personally went to Fanhua City to invite Ding Ruoshui back.

Saintess Li Bingxin left the main Chunshui Palace in a daze, running into her senior brother Xiang Yue Ran outside.

Xiang Yue Ran bowed: "Holy Daughter, the Palace Master has been too lenient with the renegade Ding. She is actually going in person; if this is the case, will that renegade not become even more arrogant? When she returns to the palace, she likely will not regard the Holy Daughter at all."

Any guilt Li Bingxin felt was instantly replaced by anger.

"The Holy Daughter, taking sect pride as a foundation, yet being reprimanded by the Palace Master in such a way, all the elders are indignant on the Holy Daughter’s behalf."

Li Bingxin’s mental wound was torn open again...

"The elders unanimously agree that this renegade should be expelled from the sect. As for that outsider causing havoc in Kun Cang, Chunshui Palace absolutely must not associate with him. If there’s an opportunity, we should kill him ourselves, lest our palace be dragged into chaos and lose its foothold in Kun Cang."

Li Bingxin’s pupils slowly contracted: "Is this your Master’s opinion?"

Xiang Yue Ran’s master was the Great Elder.

Xiang Yue Ran said: "It’s not just my Master. The vast majority of the nineteen top-tier elders share the same view. Considering this person is from a Strange Realm, wreaking havoc in Kun Cang, how could we let him leave safely? Li Palace, siding with him, will become Kun Cang’s enemies. In matters of great significance, Chunshui Palace must stand correct; we cannot misstep this crucial point!"

Li Bingxin’s mind was thrown into turmoil...

"Holy Daughter, Master wishes to speak with you in detail," Xiang Yue Ran said.

This was Chunshui Palace.

In Yin Yang Temple, the two temple masters faced each other, watching the floating clouds outside the temple that made the room alternately dark and bright, extremely eerie. The celestial phenomena reflected their tumultuous minds, the unpredictable heavens indicating an unsettled path ahead.

This indicated the sudden rise of Lin Xiaosu in Array Path had stirred a great uproar in Yin Yang Temple.

Three Buddha Temple was always so peaceful.

But within an annex room today, a young man’s face lost its usual relaxed composure, staring blankly at a falling plum blossom.

He was the former companion of Lin Xiaosu, Hu Fu.

"Senior Brother, what are you thinking?" a nun with beautiful eyes asked.

A nun, with beautiful eyes, seemed contradictory, but next to Hu Fu, it all seemed so reasonable.

Hu Fu’s Buddha-like nature had no worries.

Even within the Empty Gate, he could still stir a nun’s longing gaze.

Hu Fu exhaled softly: "I suddenly feel very fortunate."

"Fortunate?"

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