Everyone: Summoners are weak? One gold entry at level 1

Chapter 836 Yuqing's Poisonous Scheme
With the power of the twenty brand-new entries fully integrated, Sylvia's [Great Sun Glazed Cave Heaven] erupted with an unprecedented roar!
The grotto-heaven expanded wildly, with countless new sacred veins spreading across the crystal-clear earth within. The number of primordial stars in the sky surged, radiating an even purer and more domineering brilliance.

Sylvia's aura suddenly surged.

Her long, silvery-white hair moved without wind, the ends tinged with a flowing golden halo, and the holiness in her eyes transformed into a more majestic divine radiance. The original barrier of the [Great Sun Glazed Cave Heaven] became even thicker.

As Shen Fei sensed the transformative change in the God of Light, a cold smile finally appeared on his lips.

"Sylvia."

"Yes, Lord God." The God of Light knelt on one knee, his voice still cold, yet containing a vast power capable of shaking galaxies.

"Ten days later, at the Haotian Martial Arts Arena." Shen Fei's gaze seemed to pierce through endless space, seeing that highly anticipated duel. "Let Jesus, let all the heavens understand what the light of God is!"

"I obey the divine decree!" Sylvia raised her head, her eyes burning with a pure yet incredibly intense fighting spirit.

……

Deep within the Primordial Chaos Cave, the fierce argument sparked by Li Shan's invasion and Shen Fei's revenge came to a temporary end, replaced by a more somber and somber atmosphere.

In the light and shadow projected by the Water Mirror Technique, the figures of Shen Fei and his companion spirit occasionally flashed by, especially the newly promoted Xuanxian, the Goddess of Light Sylvia, who was about to duel with Jesus.

"Zixiao, your bait of the 'Emperor Jiang Palace' doesn't seem to have immediately drawn Shen Fei's attention." An ancient and cold thought echoed in the void, carrying a hint of dissatisfaction. "This boy is cunning and composed; he is definitely not someone who acts rashly. Could it be that our assessment was wrong?"

Master Zixiao's face was still pale; the backlash from the serious injuries he suffered would not be able to recover in a short time.

He suppressed his surging blood and qi, his eyes flashing with resentment and unwillingness, and hissed, "Grandmaster Uncle, please see the truth."

Although Shen Fei did not set off immediately, the Dijiang Palace was of utmost importance to his Daoist partner, and he would never give it up!
The time isn't right, or perhaps it's waiting for a more secure opportunity... or maybe the bait isn't tempting enough, not lethal enough!

A cold glint flashed in Yu Jianzi's eyes as he stood weakly to the side, and he interjected, "Does Senior Brother mean to add something more? To make this bait so irresistible that he has no choice but to swallow it?"

"Exactly!" Daoist Zixiao suddenly looked up, a ferocious look appearing on his withered face. "What is Shen Fei's biggest 'weakness' right now? It's not himself, but the companion spirits around him! Especially this newly promoted Xuanxian, the God of Light... That fool Jesus just delivered himself right to our doorstep, giving us a perfect reason to focus our attention on her!"

He spoke faster and faster, his tone filled with ruthlessness: "Immediately use all our channels in the black markets and shadows of the heavens to spread the news."

It is said that this information was obtained from some ancient Qi cultivator's remains or on the verge of death: the Emperor Jiang Ancestral Witch Palace is the ultimate place of inheritance for the Ancestral Witches of Space, and its entrance is not fixed; it requires a special 'key' to sense and open.

"And this key..." Daoist Zixiao lowered his voice, but it was filled with utter malice, "is not a physical object, but a wisp of 'pure and supremely pure source of light'! This source must contain a trace of the 'dawn light' characteristic from the beginning of creation, and it must resonate slightly with the laws of space... Looking at the world today, those that meet these conditions are extremely rare!"

Another elder instantly realized what was going on and gasped: "You mean the God of Light next to Shen Fei?"
Having undergone the baptism of Shen Fei's chaotic tribulation and attained the Dao Fruit of the Profound Immortal, her luminous origin was incomparably pure. Thus, all conditions subtly pointed to her!

"That's not all!" Daoist Zixiao said with a sinister smile. "The news should be vague, leaving room for imagination."

The implication is that if one can control this 'key,' not only can one open the Emperor Jiang Palace, but one may also be able to glimpse the method of controlling or even stripping away its origin and turning it into one's own!
Furthermore, this could be used as leverage to make Shen Fei hesitate to act rashly!

Yu Jianzi clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahaha! What a brilliant plan! What a vicious plan! In this way, Jesus' wager is no longer a simple ideological dispute or a matter of getting his disciple back, but also concerns whether he can obtain this 'key' to explore the Emperor Jiang Palace!"
Those ancient beings and desperate criminals who covet the inheritance of the Emperor Jiang Palace will, like sharks smelling blood, fix their gazes intently on that God of Light!

“Shen Fei will be attacked from both sides!” Zixiao Daoist concluded, his eyes flashing with a crazed light. “He has the Jesus wager in the open, and the Dijiang trap in the dark. Countless greedy eyes are focused on his companion spirit!”
Either way, it would expose a weakness in him! Then the three senior uncles of the Hunting Hall would have an opportunity to exploit it!

This extremely malicious order spread rapidly through the most secretive channels of the Yuqing Daoist lineage, like an invisible plague.

It silently seeped into the shadowy corners of all the heavens and myriad realms, waiting to ferment and drag more forces into this deadly trap aimed at Shen Fei.

……

In Fuxi City, deep within the Emperor's Palace, lies a secret hall heavily guarded with isolation and restrictions.

Elder Feng Yi stood with his hands behind his back. His usually composed face was now furrowed with worry. His blue robe fluttered slightly in the still air, revealing his inner turmoil.

Opposite him, Shen Fei sat calmly on a futon, his expression serene, though the occasional glint of chaotic light in the depths of his eyes revealed that he was not as indifferent as he appeared. “Shen Fei,” Feng Yi spoke, his voice low and serious, skipping all pleasantries, “things have changed, far beyond expectations. Jesus’ wager is no longer a simple contest of pride or a difference in ideals.”

He raised his hand and swept it in the air, and a water mirror appeared, with light and shadow flowing on it, showing the scene of undercurrents surging in all the heavens and realms.

Whispers in the black market about the "key to the Dijiang Palace," scrutiny of Sylvia's portrait by certain hidden forces, and the trajectory of several obscure yet exceptionally powerful divine thoughts wandering around the outer reaches of Gouchen Heaven.

“Yuqing’s wicked intentions remain undiminished, and his methods are becoming increasingly despicable.” Feng Yi pointed at the water mirror, his tone icy.

"They spread rumors, forcibly linking the conditions for opening the Emperor Jiang Palace to Sylvia."

Now, in the eyes of those greedy people, she is no longer merely your companion spirit, Shen Fei, but a 'living key' capable of unlocking the secrets of the ancient ancestral witches!

“This plan is extremely vicious!” Feng Yi emphasized. “It completely binds Jesus’ wager with Dijiang’s trap.”

If Jesus wins, he will bring back not only a disciple, but also the opportunity to open the Dijiang Temple.

There may be dissenting voices within the Holy See, and it might even attract the intervention of more powerful entities!
If you win, you will immediately become a thorn in the side of all those who covet the inheritance of the Emperor's Palace, and they will stop at nothing to try and take Sylvia from you!

He paused, his gaze sharpening as he looked at Shen Fei: "This is a meticulously crafted trap targeting you and her. Jesus in the open, wolves lurking in the shadows, and..."

Feng Yi lowered his voice even further, "I sensed three extremely subtle yet deathly auras of Golden Immortals, which have quietly lurked in the outer star field of Fuxi City."

There are some old fogies in the Yuqing Daoist lineage who specialize in doing this dirty work. They're waiting—waiting for you to leave Fuxi City, waiting for you to reveal a weakness.

"Furthermore, the involvement of the Lishan Daoist lineage is by no means a coincidence," Feng Yi added, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "They attacked Yuqing Tiangong Workshop under the pretext of ancient grudges, seemingly helping us to alleviate the pressure, but their true purpose is hard to fathom."

Xuan Chengzi is not a reckless person; there is likely a deeper meaning behind his actions, and we must be wary.

“A true disciple is really not worth them doing this.”

Feng Yi said in a deep voice, "Shen Fei, the situation is perilous. I suggest that the bet be postponed. I will personally write to Jesus explaining the advantages and disadvantages, and put it on hold for now. If you insist on going to the bet..."

He looked at Shen Fei, his tone extremely solemn: "You must never be allowed to go to Haotian alone with Sylvia."

"I, or Elder Ji Yang, will personally lead the most elite Golden Armor Guards of the Human Emperor's Palace to escort them, and we will deploy a void battle formation to ensure maximum safety along the way, and to guard against ambushes by Yuqing and other forces!"

A brief silence fell over the hall. All the pressure was on Shen Fei.

However, Shen Fei slowly raised his head, and his face did not show the solemnity that Feng Yi had expected. Instead, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you for informing me of the details, Elder Feng, for your painstaking planning." Shen Fei's voice was steady and strong. "Yuqing's plan is exactly what I expected. The more anxious they are, the more flaws they will reveal."

He stood up, an invisible aura emanating from him, and the space behind him slightly distorted, as if eleven grotto-heavens were silently resonating within him.

"I appreciate the escort. But a large-scale operation would only make us a bigger target and easier to target. Besides..."

Shen Fei turned his gaze outside the hall, as if piercing through endless space, and saw the three lurking auras of Golden Immortals.

"If I were to cower and refuse to come out, wouldn't I be letting down this grand spectacle they've painstakingly orchestrated? Elder, rest assured, I have my own plans. Ten days from now, at the Haotian Martial Arts Arena, I will be there on time. As for the demons and monsters along the way..."

His tone was calm, yet it carried a resolute determination.

"Perfect, let's use it to consecrate the flag."

(End of this chapter)