Chapter 580: Chance Encounter

The Five Elements Mountain crashed down with the force of a collapsing sky. With nowhere to hide and no way to escape, the two could only choose to face it head-on.

A saber and a sword manifested Yin and Yang, holding back the descending Five-Colored Divine Light, while a barrage of attacks rained down on Zhu Ju.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate.

It was a matter of who would be the first to break.

The traits of their Qi Blood were extraordinary. One’s Qi Blood was infused with extreme cold, somewhat similar to Zhou Ruxuan’s Ice River True Qi. The other’s was unbearably scorching, much like the Fire Separation Mysterious Skill. They were like the two poles of Yin and Yang, repelling yet uniting.

CRACKLE…

CRACK!

Zhu Ju’s body was bound on the spot by invisible chains as scorching flames and extreme cold assaulted him in a torrent of ice and fire.

The already damaged Bright Armor was the first to give out, shattering into a colorful spray of fragments that flowed back into his Dantian as a stream of light.

‘We won!’

Joy flashed across the faces of the two Wenda Sect disciples, only to be immediately replaced by astonishment.

Under the corrosive assault of two different types of Qi Blood, Zhu Ju’s Physical Body showed no signs of collapsing.

Whatever damage it sustained was repaired at an extremely rapid pace.

“My path is not one of Magical Power or Qi Blood, but of the Physical Body,” Zhu Ju said slowly, his gaze lowered.

“In terms of Qi Blood Cultivation, I am indeed only in the middle of the Seventh Grade. But my Physical Body is a cut above both of you.”

“So…”

“You have lost.”

BOOM!

The Five-Colored Divine Light flared violently and smashed downward amidst the two men’s unwilling, desperate roars.

The earth trembled.

The two figures were crushed into a bloody pulp.

…

“Worthy of the Wenda Sect. The methods of its disciples are truly extraordinary. That was a close call.”

Zhu Ju sat cross-legged on a boulder, taking stock of his spoils.

“At the final moment, if it weren’t for the suppressive rules of the Divine Mansion World, those two could have even transformed into streaks of light to escape.”

In this world, flight is impossible.

The main reason Ming Nianwei was able to escape the heavenly tribulation on her Flying Sword was that she was pushed along by the wind.

The Yin Yang Qi Unity Talisman!

This was a life-saving Spirit Talisman on the Wenda Sect disciples, but unfortunately, it was useless in this world.

‘The Great Dao here is incomplete and its rules are different, which leads to different results. It seems I’m probably not a match for a Core True Inheritance disciple of the Wenda Sect right now. Hmm… why can’t these two weapons be put in my storage bag?’

Looking at the saber and sword before him, Zhu Ju raised an eyebrow. He then took out a rope and hung them from his waist.

Besides the Qi Blood Divine Weapons, the three also had some Spirit Fruits on them.

Vermilion Fruit, Dragon Blood Vine, Green Flame Flying Grass…

Zhu Ju picked up a Vermilion Fruit, casually tossed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a single chew.

A dense wave of Spiritual Qi exploded in his stomach, transforming into warm currents that surged through his limbs and torso.

Hooo…

“That feels good!”

Pang Fei’s group must not have been inside the Divine Mansion for long; their haul wasn’t much. But these Spirit Fruits alone were enough for Zhu Ju to restore his Cultivation to the upper Seventh Grade, and he might even have a chance to reach the Sixth Grade.

Of course.

Besides the Spirit Fruits, there were many other items, but he had never seen most of them and would need to find Ming Nianwei to have her identify them.

After stretching his limbs, Zhu Ju got his bearings and strode forward.

「Sometime later.」

Wisps of mist appeared in the air, thickening into a dense fog in just a few moments.

This mist could block one’s senses. Even Zhu Ju couldn’t detect any movement more than a hundred feet away.

He wondered if the fog only covered the immediate area or if it blanketed the entire Divine Mansion World.

RUSTLE RUSTLE…

The sound of rustling leaves echoed.

Zhu Ju stopped and looked toward a group of people approaching him.

The group wore a variety of clothes, and their auras ranged from strong to weak. They were clearly not Sect Disciples.

“Young Master Zhu?”

The man in the lead took off his bamboo hat, a look of surprise on his face.

“What a coincidence.”

“Gang Leader Li.” Zhu Ju was also taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

“It is a coincidence.”

“Young Master Zhu, when did you enter this Divine Mansion World?” Li Xianshan asked with a warm and welcoming smile.

“Would you like to travel with us?”

“This place is quite dangerous. We ran into several Demons on the way here. If we hadn’t worked together, I’m afraid we wouldn’t have made it this far.”

“There’s no need.” Zhu Ju rubbed his chin.

“I’m just wandering around. Gang Leader Li, do you happen to know if there’s an exit nearby?”

“About a hundred li south of here, there’s a waterfall. The exit is inside it,” Li Xianshan said, pointing.

“You’re planning to leave, Young Master Zhu?”

“This is the Luh Wu Divine Mansion. According to ancient legends, there should be two Divine Temples here, hiding numerous Wonderful Dharma inheritances, Divine Elixirs, and Spiritual Medicines. It would be a real shame to leave so soon.”

“Oh!” Zhu Ju’s eyes shifted slightly.

“Gang Leader Li, you seem to know a lot about this Divine Mansion.”

“Not really,” Li Xianshan said, shaking his head.

“I’ve only heard rumors. The Zhou Family, the Nie Family, and the Yann Family should know more. Their ancestors participated in the siege to kill Luh Wu.”

“Is that so.” A look of surprise crossed Zhu Ju’s face.

“Thank you for telling me, Gang Leader Li.”

“Ah,” Li Xianshan said with a wave of his hand.

“The Divine Mansion is a dangerous place. It’s always better to have one more friend than one more enemy.”

“I have some information here about the Luh Wu Divine Mansion. If you wouldn’t mind, Young Master Zhu, please take it.”

With that, he took a book from his storage bag and offered it to him.

“This…” Zhu Ju hesitated for a moment before taking the book.

“Gang Leader Li, you truly are… one of a kind!”

“About a thousand li to the west, there is a First-Grade Expert. Its temperament is relatively benign, and it enjoys making trades. You can trade a single Soul for one Treasure from it.”

He pointed to the west.

“That person has lived in this Divine Mansion for several hundred years and has collected many fine things. If you don’t mind the trouble, Gang Leader Li, you can seek it out for a trade. As long as you’re polite, there’s no danger.”

“Oh, right!”

“If you go too late, it might not be there anymore.”

“Oh!” Li Xianshan’s eyes lit up.

“To think there’s such an expert in the Divine Mansion World!”

“Thank you for the information!”

“Don’t mention it.” Zhu Ju cupped his hands in a fist.

“I will take my leave first. I wish you a rewarding journey, Gang Leader Li.”

“Haha…” Li Xianshan laughed heartily.

“I’ll take you up on those auspicious words, Young Master Zhu.”

As he watched Zhu Ju walk into the mist and disappear from sight, the smile on Li Xianshan’s face slowly faded.

“Gang Leader.”

Behind him, one of his men spoke in a low voice.

“Zhu Ju is just a cloth merchant from Taiyuan Prefecture. His Cultivation is low and his strength is weak. Why were you so polite to him?”

“If you ask me…”

“we should have just attacked and killed him. He’s probably been in this Divine Mansion for some time, so he should have plenty of good things on him.”

“Hmph!” Li Xianshan snorted coldly.

“If all you think about is fighting and killing, you’ll end up dead in a ditch sooner or later.”

“Zhu Ju…”

“He’s not as simple as he looks!”

“Oh?” someone asked curiously.

“What makes you say that?”

“Did you see the saber and sword hanging from his waist?” Li Xianshan’s eyes narrowed, his voice growing grave.

“Those two weapons were the Qi Blood Divine Weapons of Wenda Sect disciples. Those two were both experts of the upper Sixth Grade. If they had teamed up, even I would have had little chance of victory.”

“Ah!”

Everyone looked astonished.

It was obvious what it meant for one’s Qi Blood Divine Weapon to be taken by someone else.

What’s more…

Li Xianshan pursed his lips.

He possessed a special bloodline, and the moment he met Zhu Ju, it had sent him a dire warning.

A warning like that, he had never felt before!