"You damned bastard!"
Mu Tuo cursed, but he couldn't prevail. He summoned a golden light and formed a hand seal. The red glow on his face dimmed for a moment, and after a moment, he finally achieved results. He said impatiently,
"I couldn't predict this person. How could he be in the East China Sea?!"
His face was red and grim, and two lines of blood trickled from his nose. Mu Tuo wiped his face with his hand and gritted his teeth, saying,
"You little brat, you're so suspicious. You've damaged my cultivation again. You must make it up to me when you get back!"
Situ Mo, already lost in thought, ignored him. Suspicion clouded his mind, and he wondered,
"How could it be possible... was Kong Tingyun truly careless for a moment?" There are only one or two Foundation Establishment cultivators left within Xuanyue Sect. Logically, if she could escape safely, she would have received more than one aid...
Mutuo called out to him three times before waking Situ Mo. He muttered, "Mutuo, there might be a trick. You and I should retreat a hundred miles and wait for an opportunity. We should coordinate with Jindou Island so that we can retreat in time if anything goes wrong."
"You, you, you..."
Mutuo cursed, "Then we're not far from Yuezhou Island. Kong Tingyun could have escaped easily! What are you doing?" "What's going on!"
Seeing Situ Mo's determined expression, Mu Tuo could only say angrily:
"You Southern Immortals are all cowardly fish and turtles, constantly suspicious..."
...
The Li family's group rode the current all the way to the Zhulu Sea, slowly coming to a stop as they approached it. Several of them emerged from the water. Li Yuanjiao retracted his magic and gazed into the distance.
The water here had gradually turned a light emerald green. The seabed was dotted with crimson reefs and rich in iron. From the sky, it looked a sea of emerald red, hence the name [Zhulu Sea].
Kong Tingyun, also gazing at the magnificent scenery before her, explained:
"Two thousand years ago, this sea was originally called Qunyi. Later, the eighth son of the Heshui Zhenchi was captured within this sea. The dragons, accusing him of matricide, bound him to a cliff deep within the sea. Nine cold iron pillars were built, nailed to the cliff's base, and then his body was dismembered and devoured by the demons."
"Then, overnight, the sea water turned emerald green, and the demons within it transformed into their current form."
She smiled softly and continued:
"Of the nine sons of the Zhenchi, Liuhe and Sanlu, only two remain free in the world. The others have perished and vanished."
Kong Tingyun paused, then spoke softly. Said:
"Some also say that the dragons did this to spread the Lushui gold essence throughout the Zhulu Sea, making it difficult for it to gather and transforming into various demonic forms."
Li Yuanjiao pondered for a moment and asked:
"Why... don't the dragons divide it among themselves and create a golden elixir..."
Kong Tingyun stepped on the cloud and whispered:
"The True Chi died after swallowing the Lushui Feathered Serpent. The hatred between the two cannot be resolved. To this day, dragons still swallow feathered serpents, and the eighth child is a feathered serpent!"
"My master speculates that perhaps they are afraid that a dragon swallowing the Lushui gold essence will immediately grow feathers and become an enemy!" "A fateful fate..."
Kong Heng uttered a serpent's name and whispered, "The feathered serpent and the dragon are of the same origin, the only difference being the cultivation of Lushui and Heshui. To have come to such a point of killing each other is truly a sin."
Li Yuanjiao pondered, gaining some understanding of the Golden Elixir. He pondered, "Golden Elixir... is it the Golden Elixir that achieves the Golden Nature, or the Golden Elixir that achieves the Fruition Stage..."
Kong Tingyun spoke, her face serious, "I have something to trouble you, fellow Taoists."
"That Situ Mo is cunning, and he has Master Zhao Shi as his accomplice. If I'm gone for several months, he'll surely know about it and will ambush me on my way back. Please, fellow Taoists, "First, keep your distance from me and conceal your presence..."
Li Yuanjiao immediately understood, and said inwardly, "Sure enough, there's a Buddhist cultivator behind me!"
Knowing that this person was only a Buddhist cultivator, not a Purple Mansion cultivator, Li Yuanjiao felt relieved and immediately continued, "I have a concealing artifact. Why don't you have Kong Heng and my sister stay at a distance? I'll hide beside you, fellow Taoist, so we can hold them both back and prevent them from escaping."
"Okay!"
Kong Tingyun nodded approvingly. Li Yuanjiao activated the Mysterious Pattern Bottle, and a mysterious spiritual mist rose from his body. He and Kong Tingyun flew forward together, leaving Kong Heng and Li Qinghong behind.
Kong Heng seemed a little uncomfortable being alone with her. He lowered his head and chanted the Buddhist name, but Li Qinghong ignored him. Instead, she gazed at the boundless emerald-red sea. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her:
"I wish my grandfather could see this magnificent scenery too." '
...
Li Yuanjiao and Kong Tingyun rode the wind together. She didn't speak, but she knew he was following her leisurely. They sped along, gradually approaching the depths of the Zhulu Sea. She wondered:
'This guy is so cautious! If he flies any further, I'm afraid it will be difficult to catch him in a fight.'
Just as she was thinking this, several golden rays appeared on the reefs beneath her feet, and a golden stream of light suddenly rose from the sea. Situ Mo rose from the sea, eyes narrowed slightly, and stared at Kong Tingyun.
Only the water veins flowed on the sea surface, the vast expanse of water was a single solid mass. There was no place to plant formation flags, no spiritual power or earth veins to settle on. Few formations could operate on the sea surface, and even Situ Mo had no formations at all.
Kong Tingyun feigned a change of color and sarcastically said, "This place is very close to the two islands! Do you think all the guests on my island are blind?"
The sea was vast, and both of them were direct descendants of the immortal sect. They wouldn't give the other a chance to use their escape techniques. A fierce fight would determine life and death, and there was no need for a large-scale formation. However, this place was so close to the two islands that it was understandable that Kong Tingyun was not afraid.
Situ Mo stared at her for a few seconds, as if trying to identify something, and whispered, "Fellow Daoist... you are very brave. I don't need to kill you, just injure you seriously..."
While he was shifting his attention, he was already secretly forming hand seals with his hands. Six hand seals shifted, and he hooked his index finger, touching the other three fingers together. The golden knife appeared from his palm again.
"It's that spell!"
Li Yuanjiao had suffered losses before from this spell and had already silently drawn his sword. But then, the sea below burst open, and out flew a massive monk with a muscular body, a clean-shaven head, and a crimson complexion. Holding a staff in both hands, he struck down.
Kong Tingyun calmly slapped her storage bag, and a golden mountain flew out, pressing down on the monk. The monk, unfazed by the glaring monk's diamond body, sneered and took the bait with his hands.