webnovelfull Chapter 466 Opportunity
Chapter 466 Opportunity
Before her departure, Fu Yu from Pinglan Mountain came to see Zhu Wuyao and advised her to give up the trip to the secret realm. The reason was—
There are unusual things about the Sword Testing Realm.
But Zhu Wuyao never expected that the swordsman phantom who had fought with the disciples and tested everyone's skills in the Sword Trial Realm would actually be able to leave the realm and come to this small cave.
He stood in front of her.
The swordsman seemed both real and illusory, his body seemingly formed from the intertwining of sword intent, and every slight movement seemed to contain the supreme mysteries of the sword.
Every gesture and movement embodies the essence of swordsmanship.
In just a few words exchanged face-to-face, Zhu Wuyao seemed to have gained new insights into his own swordsmanship. The swordsman before him seemed to be the source and the pinnacle of all swords.
Another figure followed closely behind.
After their faces were revealed, Ning Zhiqi and the others took a few steps back.
This person was indeed Elder Qian.
He looked at Zhu Wuyao and said:
"You are the spirit-transformed being of purple energy in the Star-Picking Tower, aren't you?"
Zhu Wuyao's eyes, reflecting the blood-red sea and black rocks, flickered with light as his gaze slowly fell upon "Lu Tiaotiao".
I see……
Elder Qian guessed that she was not the real Zhu Wuyao, but he did not guess that she was "time travel".
I never expected her to be an outsider.
Elder Qian only knew that something extraordinary had appeared in this secret realm and replaced the identity of "Zhu Wuyao," but he did not know the specific details.
He believed that he, like this "Lu Tiaotiao", was a humanoid spirit with its own consciousness, formed by the Zhaixing Tower using purple energy.
Once you adapt to this body, only by returning to the secret realm can you reclaim your true power.
Elder Qian brought Lu Tiaotiao along because—
The Purple Qi Spirit Brush of the Star-Picking Tower, the Vast Realm of the Sword-Testing of the Azure Cloud Gate, and the myriad forms of the Demon Race flying across the Lake—all originate from the same source.
These are all divine calculations of the Heavenly Dao that were torn off during a great upheaval in the world, and they can devour each other.
"Is the reason why the Qingyun Sect has never produced a sword immortal is because of your existence?"
Lu Tiaotiao had no physical appearance, but her voice clearly reached Zhu Wuyao's ears:
No two flowers are alike.
If it occurs, it will collapse into one.
For example, Elder Liao's Pinglan Sword is his own way of swordsmanship. If nothing unexpected happens, he will continue down this path until the Pinglan Sword reaches its peak and he obtains his own destiny.
But he entered the Sword Trial Realm.
As the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao's calculating power, Lu Tiaotiao deduced the ultimate form of the Pinglan Sword before Elder Liao, standing at the end of this path of swordsmanship.
It stole the sword intent and creation that belonged to the Pinglan Sword.
Once the complete Pinglan Sword Intent has been established, no matter how Elder Liao pursues it, he will only find a clumsy imposter.
The swordsmen of Qingyun Sect seize swords to cultivate their own power and grow stronger, but the cost is spread evenly among everyone. No one dies, but all the disciples in the sect are reduced to mediocrity and can never reach the pinnacle.
The various aspects of the demon race are woven into a beautiful lie. It is the sorrow and wishes of the demons before their death that are transformed into dreams, allowing them to live their lives normally. What is taken away is only death and reincarnation. Those who enter the dream will not enter the reincarnation and will be forever trapped in the cycle of suffering.
The Star-Picking Pavilion Spirit Brush devours the souls and wills of cultivators, using them as sacrifices and nutrients for its own growth, without having to share the cost with everyone; sacrificing only one or two Nascent Soul cultivators per generation is enough.
This approach is similar to feeding AI big data models, except that each sect chooses to invest in different things.
Little did they know what the Juque Sect, Taibai Sect, and other forces had chosen to sacrifice in order to maintain the division and peace that had lasted for thousands of years.
Strong is strong, weak is perish.
All the sects knew this was no righteous act, but no one dared to stop.
The ink lotus in Zhu Wuyao's hand flowed into her sea of consciousness, and she once again became the one who viewed the painting. The intense flames and the raging sea of rocks eventually turned into gray dust.
It seemed as if she was just about to put brush to paper and begin painting.
In just a moment, Zhu Wuyao came to her senses. She heard Elder Qian say:
"With your current cultivation level, you can't even block a single sword strike from a swordsman of my Qingyun Sect. Why don't you take out the opportunity here?"
Opportunity?
Elder Qian believed that the opportunity here was something Zhu Wuyao had prepared for her to restore her true strength.
He guessed correctly.
They guessed wrong too.
Lava crashed down from the sky with a muffled thud.
The falling flames were like a thunderbolt, splitting the chaos and tearing apart the entire painting. Zhu Wuyao, who had already seen the painting, had not witnessed any opportunity.
Did you seize my opportunity and enter my game?
No.
It should be said that those who enter my game are all opportunities for me.
Zhu Wuyao looked at Lu Tiaotiao and suddenly chuckled. Her gaze shifted to Elder Qian, as if she couldn't understand how this man, who was so clever all his life, could be so foolish for a moment.
She raised her finger, pointed at Elder Qian, then at the sect's most prized possession beside him, which rarely left the Qingyun Sect, and smiled:
"Opportunity?"
"Aren't you all my destiny?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Qian froze, then his expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily:
"Kill her!"
No wonder the secret realm of Guaxiu is so close to Qingyun Sect; no wonder the inscriptions on the stone wall seem to be as if they want others to know that there is a great treasure here.
If others don't give it to me, I'll take it myself!
The creator of the secret realm—she, all she ever wanted was Lu Tiaotiao. But how could the sect's most precious possession, the most important thing in the sect, easily leave the sect?
Unless, of course, the bait is something equally valuable.
Zhu Wuyao is too weak, yet he has strange qualities, more like someone who has possessed another's body; based on the messy writing on the outer stone wall, it can be deduced that the creator of the secret realm is someone who defected from Zhaixinglou with a great treasure; this secret realm is open to Qingyun Gate, clearly indicating that it hides a great treasure, yet it is strangely unremarkable.
Having discovered this secret realm, the Qingyun Sect naturally speculated—
If Zhu Wuyao was not possessed by the creator of the secret realm, then his body was taken over by the spirit of the purple qi.
Only when she arrives at the secret realm will what it truly hides be revealed.
This matter is of great importance. The Qingyun Sect is afraid of ruining this tremendous opportunity and that Zhu Wuyao will destroy something that could influence the strength of the four sects. Therefore, they can only lure her here with bribes.
Let her awaken the mystical aspects of the secret realm.
The Qingyun Sect had never even considered this.
The defector from Zhaixinglou is actually in a cooperative relationship with the current sect leader, Fang.
Those who came to provide support and those who were drawn to witness the decline of the Star-Picking Tower were stopped by Sect Leader Fang and Granny Feng, who were guarding outside the secret realm.
This is a battlefield that is entirely in Zhu Wuyao's favor and Lingbi's advantage.
The Qingyun Sect never imagined that those who seek opportunities are opportunities themselves.
The moment Elder Qian spoke, Lu Tiaotiao drew her sword.
Zhu Wuyao no longer resisted the entangling flow of the molten rock. She opened her arms and fell backward, and the black molten rock instantly swallowed her up, merging her with the secret realm.
Against the black sky, the enormous full moon resembled a giant pupil.
Zhu Wuyao saw everything.
Here, at this moment, she is the Heavenly Dao of this world, capable of manipulating everything.