Chapter 496: Chapter 497 Xiang Yu and Fan Zeng [Subscription Request]

"Could our own people have done this?" Xiang Lingtian asked, casting a doubtful glance at his son, Xiang Feixie.

Xiang Lingtian and Emperor Zhao were on par with each other, similar in many ways. One was a descendant of Ying Zheng, the other of Xiang Yu’s bloodline. Even their sons were alike in temperament, loving nothing but women. Disgraceful!

The Diviner Clan was wiped out. Could his own son have done it? Did he force the Diviners to tell him who the most beautiful woman was, and when they couldn’t answer, did his son have them all killed in secret?

"Father, it wasn’t me!" Xiang Feixie noticed Xiang Lingtian’s gaze and hurriedly defended himself.

His son’s flustered appearance made Xiang Lingtian furious. A tiger for a father, yet a dog for a son! What could be done? He turned to Fan Yisheng, a descendant of Fan Zeng who had deep ties to the Xiang Family.

"What do you think about this matter?" Xiang Lingtian asked.

Fan Yisheng pondered for a moment before replying, "I suspect two possibilities. First, the Diviner Clan must have offended someone and was annihilated for it. If so, this matter has nothing to do with us. Second, this was the work of the Great Sect. As for the claim that the Great Sect consists of true Immortal Seekers and noble hermits, I simply don’t believe it. When the Righteous Alliance was around, the Great Sect simply sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight. Now that the Righteous Alliance is gone, it has decided to act. Luo Qingyi seeking a divination was merely a convenient way for them to throw off suspicion."

A sharp light glinted in Xiang Lingtian’s profound gaze. He agreed with Fan Yisheng’s assessment and said, "Our Evil Alliance has always been inferior to the Great Sect. You two must work harder to recruit more factions! The more, the better!"

"Yes!" Fan Yisheng and Xiang Feixie replied in unison, clasping their hands in a bow.

After Xiang Lingtian left, Xiang Feixie turned and gazed coldly at Fan Yisheng. "Don’t try to show off in front of my father. I won’t lose to you." With a snort, he departed.

Fan Yisheng could only smile bitterly.

That the Diviner Clan had been wiped out, only for everyone to unanimously point their fingers at the Evil Alliance, was something Wu Tian had not anticipated. But he had no plans to announce that he was the one responsible. Wu Tian hoped the dull Underground World could become a bit more exciting. A clash between the Great Sect and the Evil Alliance would be truly entertaining.

As for the Beast God Pot, it had already been auctioned off, only to be stolen in transit by the Thief Clan, one of the four great clans. Luo Qingyi and her group had also wanted to steal it, but someone else beat them to it. They gave chase but couldn’t catch up. That was why Luo Qingyi had made an appointment with a Diviner, hoping he could divine who had ended up with the Beast God Pot. However, on her way there, she heard that the entire Diviner Clan had been annihilated.

Where had the Beast God Pot gone?

Others didn’t know, and even if the Diviner were still alive, Wu Tian was confident he wouldn’t have been able to find it. This was because the Beast God Pot was in an incredible place. It contained Wu Tian’s Spiritual Power, so he naturally knew its location. It was in the deepest part of the Underground World—inside the Daoist temple the plump girl had mentioned. Wu Tian figured that when he had time, he ought to pay it a visit.

However, after he killed Bai Yang and annihilated the Diviner Clan, Liu Tianji, Yuan Beizheng, and the others started going to the entrance of Peach Blossom Spring every day to stare at the Formation all day long. When they looked at Wu Tian, their eyes were filled with awe, admiration, and deep curiosity. In their view, Wu Tian’s Formations and Martial Arts Techniques were vastly different from the path of Cultivation. They were engrossed in his Formations, pondering them for days. Yet, the more they thought, the deeper their frowns became. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Several times, they almost couldn’t stop themselves from asking Wu Tian about his Formations, but they held back. If Wu Tian didn’t bring it up himself, it would be far too awkward for them. So they endured, though it was a struggle.

One day, while taking a stroll with the little one, Wu Tian could no longer stand their gazes. "Do you have many questions about my Formations?" he asked directly.

The little one giggled. "You all used to say Dad didn’t know anything about Formations, but you were proven wrong. Now you’re too ashamed to even look at him, aren’t you?"

"..." Liu Tianji and Yuan Beizheng exchanged a look. They glanced at Wu Tian, then at the little one, and a look of delight appeared on their faces as they nodded eagerly.

Wu Tian smiled faintly, extended a finger, and tapped the foreheads of Liu Tianji and Yuan Beizheng.

Instantly, a stream of fundamental knowledge about Formations flowed like light into their minds. A moment later, Wu Tian withdrew his finger.

Liu Tianji and Yuan Beizheng froze on the spot, wide-eyed and slack-jawed. The two great strategists looked like two simpletons. Wu Tian’s so-called basic knowledge was completely different from anything they knew about Formations. They were stunned, as if they had heard a celestial scripture or witnessed a divine miracle.

Wu Tian paid them no mind. This was a matter they had to grasp on their own. He walked away with the little one in his arms, while Yuan Beizheng and Liu Tianji stood rooted to the spot. They remained there in a daze for three days and three nights before they finally understood something and returned home.

On another day, Wu Tian and the little one returned from an excursion. What were they doing? Cultivating, of course. By now, seventy percent of the Underground World’s Spiritual Energy had been acquired by them. After absorbing the Spiritual Energy, they returned to Peach Blossom Spring, leaving the Immortal Seekers in those other regions dumbfounded.

"I’d heard about the strange things happening in the Underground World recently, with Spiritual Energy suddenly vanishing. I never thought it would be our turn."

"With the Spiritual Energy gone, how can we advance any further?"

"Yes, what are we supposed to do?"

"It’s not just that. If the Spiritual Energy keeps disappearing, I’m afraid one day, the Spiritual Energy in our Underground World will be just like in the Surface World. Then, when we pass on in a thousand years, will the cultivators of the Underground World be any different from those on the surface?"

While some worried, others were delighted. In contrast to their gloomy moods, Wu Tian and the little one were in high spirits.

On the surface, the density of Wu Tian’s Spiritual Power had reached the Ninth Realm of Cultivation, Integration. In reality, however, he was still only at the mid-stage of the Tongxuan Realm. The Spiritual Energy of the Underground World was no longer enough for him.

Wu Tian knew it was time to visit that mysterious Daoist temple.

He called for Qin Yuhan and asked if she wanted to go out with him.

Qin Yuhan smiled. "Sure!" She could tell Wu Tian was eager to leave, and staying alone at No Heaven Villa would be terribly boring.

"Good. Then come with me to see a Daoist temple and find out if there are really Immortals there," Wu Tian said with a faint smile.

The powers of the Underground World consisted of one sect, two alliances, three demons, four clans, five swords, and six schools, but there was no mention of a Daoist temple among them. How could such a secretive place not arouse curiosity?

Hearing that he was going to the Daoist temple, Yin Fengxue, Liu Tianji, and the others grew anxious, insisting they go too. As Immortal Seekers, they could not afford to miss any clue related to Immortals.