Chapter 507: Chapter 413: South Sea Spiritual Eye

...

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

In the Tianmu Mountain Range, as the Jiazi Fire Array was set up, the spiritual energy in the mountains flowed like tides.

During the day, the sect hidden in the clouds only manifested a faint blue-gold light shield at the mountain gate, while at night, star-like runes wandered within the array, exuding impressive might.

Master Bai Shou, following Chen Sheng’s instructions, also released the news that "Master Shi has refined a High Grade Golden Core and traveled outside".

This afternoon, subtle ripples suddenly emerged in the clouds above the Tianmu Sect.

Two figures hovered like dry leaves a hundred feet outside the array, shrouded in a layer of gray mist, undetectable by ordinary Golden Core cultivators.

The cultivator on the left wore a gray robe and held a palm-sized bronze compass, its surface covered with distorted runes, and the needle spinning madly, unable to stabilize after half a moment.

"Senior Brother!"

The gray-robed cultivator frowned and pressed his fingertips into the recess on the back of the compass, injecting spiritual energy. The runes lit up, yet still failed to lock onto the target:

"There is no trace of a High Grade Golden Core here; Stone Daoist is not inside the array!"

The cultivator referred to as Senior Brother wore a fiery red Daoist robe, and his gaze, like a hawk’s, swept over the array below, letting out a cold snort:

"Seems I’ve underestimated these small sects. After Wood Daoist’s death, they’ve learned to hide and avoid calamity."

His fingertip pointed at the light shield of the array, sending a faint red sword qi which, upon touching the shield, was entwined by runes and dissolved without causing even a ripple.

"This array is of not low quality."

The fire-robed cultivator’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise:

"Looks like this Tianmu Sect can produce a High Grade Golden Core not merely by luck."

The gray-robed cultivator put away the compass, showing some anxiety and lowering his voice:

"But we came under Uncle-master’s orders, how can we explain? Uncle-master’s ’Bamboo Soul Heart-devouring Curse’..."

As he spoke, he subconsciously touched his chest, as if still feeling the piercing pain.

The fire-robed cultivator sneered, patting his junior on the shoulder, his tone full of confident pride:

"You just have too little courage and panic when faced with problems. That Stone Daoist was just a casual target suggested by Uncle-master, whether successful or not is irrelevant to the bigger picture."

"Decades ago, I already laid a covert plan in Xiliang."

"With the sect’s secret ’Six Yin Burial Clan Method’, I induced the yin qi from a local mass grave to cultivate a destined individual, and planted the ’Hugging Origin Returning Pill Secret’ in his sea of consciousness. Now is the time."

In an instant, the gray-robed cultivator’s eyes lit up, hurriedly bowing in praise: "Senior Brother indeed has flawless plans! Even Uncle-master would commend such a strategy!"

The two murmured a few more words and transformed into two gray shadows, silently vanishing into the clouds.

Meanwhile, their dialogue and actions were clearly reflected in a water moon millions of miles away. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

At this moment, Chen Sheng stood atop an unnamed mountain peak, underfoot a rolling sea of clouds, holding a palm-sized illusionary realm of water moon.

It was precisely his divine technique "Five Directions Treading on the Sky Illusion Mirror" refined with his own insights and this world’s karmic web.

As the two figures in the water moon gradually dispersed, Chen Sheng flicked his fingertips, the illusion realm merging into his palm as a wisp of water vapor.

He gazed down at the sea of clouds, understanding in his heart that it was not far from his initial estimation. Indeed, Wood Daoist had been manipulated by Bamboo Mountain Sect, becoming the one to withstand the calamity.

"Six Yin Burial Clan Method, Hugging Origin Returning Pill Secret, what a rogue immortal sect, no wonder they thrive under the suppression of the Five Sects."

Chen Sheng shook his head, the surrounding spiritual energy transforming into a faint golden light, blending with the mountain clouds:

"Yet, today’s sowing will reap tomorrow’s harvest, when I achieve perfection in my cultivation, retribution will come!"

...

A month passed in the blink of an eye, above the endless azure waves of the South Sea, a golden rainbow broke through the clouds, slowly landing on the rocks of an unnamed island.

The golden light dissipated, Chen Sheng, dressed in a profound Daoist robe, with his robes fluttering lightly in the salty sea breeze.

He looked up and saw the entire island sparse in vegetation, mostly drought-tolerant sea buckthorn and low shrubs, with only a few inconspicuous springs bubbling weak spiritual energy among the rocks.

To outsiders, this appeared to be a typical barren overseas island.

Chen Sheng thought to himself, "Overseas resources are scarce, and few people tread here. Fate flows like a silent deep stream, making it a good place to avoid disputes."

He had already deployed the Secret Technique of Fate, yet this place was not as simple as it appeared!

The next moment, his Divine Sense spread out like a tide, penetrating the rocky surface and strata of the island, mapping its entire meridians clearly in his mind.

The visible Spiritual Qi on the island all originated from the high-grade Spirit Vein in the center.

But deep within the Spirit Vein, a crystalline Spiritual Eye was quietly pulsing, already stepping into the fourth tier, merely concealed by a natural layer of geomagnetic rock that ordinary cultivators could not perceive.

"Well-hidden indeed."

Chen Sheng smiled inwardly and continued to sink his Divine Sense to explore the deep sea surrounding the island.

Three streams of chilling demon power intruded into his perception — those were three snake demons entrenched in the deep-sea caves right above the Spiritual Eye.

The length of the three demons was over ten feet, their scales smooth like black jade, indicating they were "Black Jade Mystic Snakes" of not insignificant blood purity.

His Divine Sense swept over them and he knew that the highest cultivation among the three demons was Late-stage Foundation Establishment, while the lowest had just entered Foundation Establishment. Their fate was shallow, yet they had fairly pure bloodlines, making them rare choices for transport and protection.

With a flicker, Chen Sheng silently landed at the entrance of the deep-sea cave.

The cave was filled with a heavy fishy smell, and the walls were covered with glowing seaweed, illuminating the cold pool in the center nourished by the Spirit Vein.

The three Black Jade Mystic Snakes were coiled on a huge rock by the cold pool, practicing breathing techniques.

Sensing the presence of a stranger, they suddenly opened their vertical pupils, and their dark green demon power surged instantly. Their massive bodies shot towards the cave entrance like arrows, their jaws wide open, revealing fangs glowing with a faint blue hue.

Facing the sudden attack of the three demons, Chen Sheng’s expression remained unchanged, and he merely lifted his right hand slightly, "Go!"

A golden light flew out from his sleeve, transforming into a golden rope as thick as a wrist, wrapped around with intricate thunder runes, crackling with thunder light as it appeared.

The golden rope darted out like a living creature, instantly binding the seven inches of the foremost snake demon.

Thunder light erupted suddenly, and the snake demon let out a painful hiss, its massive body convulsing in the thunder light, with its demon power scattering instantly.

The other two snake demons, seeing this, turned to flee deeper into the cold pool.

"Since you’re here, you might as well stay."

Chen Sheng said lightly, snapping his fingers, and the golden rope split into two branches, like two golden rainbows pursuing the escaping snake demons, precisely binding them at their seven inches.

The thunder light flared up again, though weaker than before, clearly showing leniency.

The three demons were bound firmly by the golden rope, falling beside the cold pool, daring not to resist, pressing their heads to the ground, and letting out ingratiating hisses.

Chen Sheng slowly walked up to the three demons, looking down on them, as the pressure of his High Grade Golden Core gradually released:

"I shall cultivate here in seclusion. You are to guard the island and ward off any intruders."

"If you wish to surrender, bow your heads and acknowledge your master. If not... then become nourishment for this Spirit Vein."

The three demons dared not hesitate and hurriedly bowed their heads repeatedly, producing ’thumping’ sounds as their heads struck the rocks.

Chen Sheng nodded, flicking his fingers to send three golden lights into the foreheads of the three demons.

The golden lights were "Soul Control Restrictions" he condensed with his Golden Core power, allowing him to control the life and death of the three demons and sense their movements.

After doing this, he did not retract the golden rope, but instead flicked out three cyan light spots, landing in front of the three demons:

"This is the ’Mystic Water Condensing Pill Technique’. Although not top-notch, it suits your water attribute bloodline. Cultivate it well, and if you someday form a Demon Pill, I will reward you further."

In an instant, a look of wild joy flashed in the vertical pupils of the three demons!

Having cultivated bitterly for a hundred years without a suitable cultivation technique to break through Foundation Establishment, this ’Mystic Water Condensing Pill Technique’ was nothing short of a treasure to them.

The thunder light on the golden rope slowly dissipated, and after the three demons were freed, they did not rise but respectfully bowed again, their voices trembling with excitement:

"Thank you, master, for your kindness! We vow to loyally serve and protect the island!"

Chen Sheng waved his hand:

"I will be in secluded cultivation here. Do not allow anyone to approach. If cultivators intrude, ward them off if you can; if not, use the restriction to send a message."

The three demons promptly responded, watching Chen Sheng’s figure transform into a stream of light and submerge into the cold pool before daring to rise and look at each other with complicated expressions.