Chapter 607: Ancient Corpse Sumeru Mustard Seed Obtained

Chapter 607: Chapter 616: Ancient Corpse Sumeru Mustard Seed Obtained

The scene was utterly silent, a silence that seemed to exude a bizarre aura.

SNAP!

It wasn’t until Wen Qingye drew his Bladeless Heavy Sword and began walking calmly toward Xiaoo Zuilan that the crowd finally snapped out of it.

The crowd erupted into an uproar, followed by a tidal wave of astonished cries.

“Where’s Wang Zhen from Nebula Hall? Did he just… disappear?”

“That technique was terrifying. I once had the honor of seeing Taiyi Pavilion’s Spirit Grade Advanced Martial Arts, the Eight Clear Spirit Fingers, but even its Profound Mysteries weren’t this powerful.”

…

Wen Qingye’s recent slaying of Lim Tian in Zhucheng still felt like a dream to many. But now, right before their very eyes, Wen Qingye had obliterated Wang Zhen—an expert at the Fourth Heaven of the Life and Death Realm. How could they not be astonished?

Li Tianhong said, stunned, “He’s dead… Elder Wang Zhen is dead.”

Wang Zhen was one of the top three elders in Nebula Hall in terms of strength. He had come to the Desert North this time to find an opportunity to break through his cultivation, which had stagnated for years.

But who would have thought he would die at Wen Qingye’s hands now?

‘This Little Ghost… his strength is terrifying. He has a body at the Qi Burst Realm, so he probably wasn’t injured at all when he fought Wang Zhen just now.’

Seeing Wen Qingye walk over, Xiaoo Zuilan was overjoyed. She immediately turned to Zhang Chun and said coldly, “Old fool, are you still going to stop me?”

Zhang Chun had naturally felt the power of Wen Qingye’s last move. Although he believed Wen Qingye was no match for him, there was still the Spirit Puppet to consider.

At this thought, his expression darkened.

With Zhang Chun silent, no one else dared to speak. Especially after witnessing Wen Qingye’s earlier move, the hair on everyone’s arms was still standing on end, their hearts pounding with lingering fear.

“Let’s go!”

Xiaoo Zuilan abruptly grabbed Wen Qingye’s arm and dashed into the distance.

“Don’t you run!”

Zhang Chun’s expression changed at the sight, and he charged forward.

“Don’t let that woman get away! She has the Ancient Corpse Sumeru Mustard Seed!”

“Quick, stop them!”

…

Seeing Xiaoo Zuilan about to flee with the Sumeru Mustard Seed and Wen Qingye, the crowd could no longer contain themselves. They charged toward her in a frenzy.

Standing atop the Purple Rhyme Brocade, Xiaoo Zuilan watched Zhang Chun charge up from below, a cold smile touching her lips. ‘Old man, consider this a lesson.’

When Zhang Chun saw the strange smile on Xiaoo Zuilan’s lips, his heart leaped in his chest. He stopped abruptly and began to retreat rapidly.

“Not good! Fall back!”

But it was already too late.

The sword-wielding wooden figure shot toward Zhang Chun. Just as they were about to collide, the Spirit Puppet erupted with a blinding red light.

Everyone froze at the sight of the red light. Then, as if remembering something terrible, their faces twisted in horror and they scrambled madly to get away.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A violent explosion erupted from the Spirit Puppet, spreading outwards in boundless shockwaves that tore everything apart.

The very world seemed to tremble. High above, the aftershocks of the blast scattered the clouds far, far into the distance.

“Let’s go!”

Xiaoo Zuilan smirked. The Purple Rhyme Brocade she stood on enveloped them both and shot swiftly into the distance.

Watching the aftershocks of the explosion and hearing the ceaseless screams and wails from behind, Wen Qingye shook his head and thought, ‘This Xiaoo Zuilan is truly ruthless and decisive. Who knows how many people died in that Spirit Puppet’s explosion.’

‘Even if Zhang Chun survives this, he’s bound to be in a terrible state.’

…

「Beside a giant boulder in a Sand Ridge.」

Xiaoo Zuilan leaned against the boulder, looking Wen Qingye up and down. She stretched her arms lazily and chuckled. “To defeat someone two levels higher than you within the Life and Death Realm… your talent is truly exceptional. No wonder Zhang Chun was so desperate to kill you.”

Wen Qingye frowned slightly at her words but said nothing. ‘At this rate,’ he thought, ‘I won’t be able to hide the fact that my meridians are intact for much longer. No one would believe someone with shattered meridians could break through this quickly. Even those with healthy meridians can’t match this ferocious pace.’

‘When that happens, Taiyi Pavilion certainly won’t let me remain so carefree.’

“Alright, enough compliments. Time to check our spoils,” Xiaoo Zuilan said, waving her hand. A black light flashed, and an ancient-looking Sumeru Mustard Seed appeared in her palm.

She took a deep breath, her expression growing tense.

‘I hope it’s in here,’ she thought.

Xiaoo Zuilan’s brow furrowed as her Heart Spirit slowly immersed itself into the ancient Sumeru Mustard Seed.

Wen Qingye, watching from the side, saw her expression shift from a frown to relief, and finally to delight. He understood immediately.

‘It seems this Sumeru Mustard Seed held what Xiaoo Zuilan was looking for.’

Xiaoo Zuilan’s arms trembled slightly. Several Golden Pages appeared in her hand, her emotions finally overflowing. “Three hundred years… I’ve searched for three hundred years, and I’ve finally found it!”

‘Three hundred years?’ Wen Qingye cast a curious glance at her. ‘It seems her true identity might not be from this world. This woman has quite the history.’

Xiaoo Zuilan seemed to realize her slip of the tongue and laughed sheepishly. “I meant, I finally found it after searching for three years. Here, this Sumeru Mustard Seed is for you. There are quite a few treasures inside, take a look.”

With that, she handed the Sumeru Mustard Seed directly to Wen Qingye.

WHOOSH!

As he took the Sumeru Mustard Seed, Wen Qingye submerged his Heart Spirit into it. In the next instant, a sharp Qi Aura, incredibly piercing, shot toward his Sea of Consciousness. An ordinary master at the Second Heaven of the Life and Death Realm would have been slain by this Qi Aura.

But Wen Qingye’s Primordial Spirit, even in its damaged state, could not be destroyed by a few mere wisps of Qi Aura.

After snuffing out the wisps of Qi Aura, Wen Qingye acted as if nothing had happened and continued to inspect the Sumeru Mustard Seed.

‘He’s got some skill,’ Xiaoo Zuilan thought, nodding as she watched. In truth, she had also been assailed by the Qi Aura when she probed the Sumeru Mustard Seed. She knew there was a small Array hidden inside, but she had deliberately chosen not to destroy it.

‘Obtaining treasures depends on one’s own strength and luck,’ was Xiaoo Zuilan’s philosophy. That was why she hadn’t warned Wen Qingye. If he lived, the Sumeru Mustard Seed was his. If he died, it could be lost in the endless sand, waiting for the next fated person.

Even after they had gone through a life-and-death struggle together, this was still her mentality. It just went to show how vicious and cruel Xiaoo Zuilan truly was.