The Primordial Law

Chapter 457 Sea Beast
The white jade behemoth is a monolithic structure, thirty zhang long, and was unearthed by An Xianjing from a secret realm. It is a magical artifact whose value is comparable to that of a swastika-shaped artifact.

Kudi appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with an average build and looks, lacking the stunning beauty of Jiang Ning and Zuoqiu Hongting. But he felt more real, as if he were the average person.

Her white Buddhist robe was covered with the Amitabha Sutra, which swayed in the wind.

Li Wei grabbed Yu'er's wrist, used his inner energy to ride the wind, crossed the sea, and landed gracefully and steadily on the deck.

His anxiety had subsided.

It wasn't that he was afraid of what An Xianjing would do to him, but rather that he was worried about Yu'er's identity being exposed. In the situation just now, deliberately hiding Yu'er would only make things more obvious.

"Master Ku, it's been a long time. You haven't changed at all."

Li Weiyi looked travel-worn, his face still covered in fine sand from the white desert, but he smiled broadly, feigning ease and naturalness, and clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect.

Yu'er followed suit and also clasped her hands in a gesture of respect.

Kudi never expected that the renowned and powerful Jiuli hermit would be so polite. He was momentarily taken aback by Kudi's politeness, which made him, as a monk, seem to lack a peaceful and tranquil state of mind.

"come in!"

An ethereal, cold voice came from inside the cabin.

The enormous white jade ship seemed to contain only An Xianjing and Kudi, with no other figures in sight.

“Please look after my disciple. She’s still young. You can handle everything with me.”

Li Weiyi then handed Yu'er over to Kudi to prevent her from getting close to An Xianjing.

Kudi didn't know how her master would deal with this traitor. But even she wouldn't stoop to the level of a mere girl, let alone her master.

Li Weiyi suppressed her smile, pushed open the door and entered the spacious cabin lobby. Then, passing through the screen, she saw An Xianjing standing by the window.

The ship's windows were horizontal windows, each ten feet wide.

The sea breeze is slightly salty, and the view is expansive.

The cabin door, ten steps away, closed automatically.

“You have no respect or fear at all. Who gave you permission to come behind the screen?” An Xianjing turned her head slightly and glanced at Li Weiyi.

Li Weiyi stood beside the screen, observing An Xianjing's face with an upright posture: "Palace Master An treats Weiyi like a son or nephew, why should I be afraid? I only have respect for Palace Master An, not fear."

An Xianjing's appearance changes every day; one's appearance reflects one's inner state.

When you're in a good mood, your appearance becomes beautiful and radiant.

When someone is in a bad mood, you can tell just by looking at their face.

An Xianjing looked to be about the same age as Kudi today. Her skin was as fair as a fairy's, her face was beautiful, her hair was shiny, and her red lips were quite bright, indicating that she was in a good mood.

But those eyes, which had seen through the vicissitudes of life, held a deep sorrow.

"Do you think you can escape this calamity by saying that?" An Xianjing's lips were red and her teeth were white, but her eyes were filled with frost.

Li Weiyi wasn't intimidated; his aura was even stronger than that of An Xianjing, who was half a head shorter than him: "If Princess An wants to kill me, she won't let me board the ship. Are the four little ones alright?"

"Are you reminding me that you helped me plant golden rice? I've already repaid that favor!" An Xianjing looked out the window.

The colossal white jade ship sets sail, heading into the deep sea.

Li Weiyi asked, "Has Palace Master An already broken through to the Transcendent Realm?"

“I have already repaid this favor!” An Xianjing said.

"Palace Master An has misunderstood... So be it."

After careful consideration, Li Weiyi said, "Weiyi is well aware that what I did in Lingxiao City will inevitably cause Palace Master An to suffer punishment from the Divine Sect. I believe I have a clear conscience, and even if I had to choose ten thousand times, I would still do the same. The only person I feel guilty towards is Palace Master An; I should not have let down Palace Master An's trust and care."

An Xianjing fell into a long silence, her thoughts unreadable.

The white jade behemoth was traveling at an extremely high speed, and the land shore was no longer visible.

After a long while, An Xianjing emerged from her inner world, gave Li Weiyi a cold stare, walked to the chair next to the screen, sat down, picked up the Buddhist beads on the table, and started swinging them: "At least you still have some conscience, knowing that you've caused me so much suffering."

The tone of the voice lacked any condescension, unlike what one would expect from the Great Immortal.

Li Weiyi could tell that her anger had subsided considerably, and he knew that An Xianjing didn't really hate him and Yao Qingxuan. She just had a kind of resentment that any woman would feel after being wronged, and she couldn't find a way to relieve it.

Li Weiyi truly felt guilty.

No matter how bad the Rice Cult was, An Xianjing's feelings for him and Yao Qingxuan were absolutely genuine. She treated him even better than she treated her own disciple, Qiongji Daozi.

Li Weiyi's arrogance vanished, and he quickly stepped forward, trying to appease her by massaging her shoulders and back: "The rice people have their choices, and as a human, I must also make my own choices. My master and I cannot accept the collapse of Lingxiao City and the spread of Yin Corpse Rice. But our relationship with Palace Master An is another matter entirely."

When a young man touched her body, An Xianjing frowned slightly, but she quickly went from initial repulsion to gradually getting used to this strange and novel feeling.

If it were anyone else, such glib talk and flattery would have disgusted her, and she would have killed them with a single blow.

But Li Weiyi possessed a genuine sincerity that convinced her that even if he achieved great cultivation in the future, he would remember their current friendship and not be ungrateful.

They were able to step forward when the situation was extremely precarious, unafraid of death or the collapse of the sky.

How could such a man of unyielding integrity deliberately fawn over and serve her out of fear of being killed by her?
She believed that Li Weiyi truly felt only respect, not fear!
"Don't be fooled by the fact that the human race and the rice people fought a fierce battle, resulting in countless casualties on both sides. The situation has changed, and we may even have to cooperate in the future," An Xianjing said meaningfully.

Li Weiyi said, "Because the 'Book of Bright Stars and Mornings' can dispel the darkness of the Netherworld of the Dead?"

An Xianjing nodded gently: "When Lingxiao Realm only has 28 states, everyone will fight to the death because of limited resources. But if it becomes 37 states, 59 states, or even restores the original 300 states, everyone can shake hands and make peace, putting aside hatred and conflicts."

Li Weiyi asked, "Why didn't Daojiao do this before?"

“Because Lord Lan perished. Because the Mist Emperor returned. Because Inamiya became involved in this scheme. Everything changed!” An Xianjing said. Li Weiyi pressed, “Is the Mist Emperor still alive?”

An Xianjing gently shook her head: "I don't know! She traveled west and disappeared after entering the Far West Ash Region. But she probably didn't die, otherwise, the Western demons would have already marched east and crushed the Lingxiao Realm."

"You should know that in the battle of Lingxiao City, apart from Lord Lan, the Western demon race suffered the most heavy losses, and they will not let it go."

Li Weiyi nodded secretly, temporarily setting aside his worries, and asked, "I came all the way from Yuzhou and saw the Rice Cult members busy cultivating rice paddies on the decaying land. Isn't that a bit too hasty?"

An Xianjing's eyes showed a deeper worry: "With your current cultivation level, it's pointless to investigate this matter. I've come to you because of another extremely important matter."

"What exactly is your relationship with that woman from the Jiang family?"

Li Weiyi stopped moving his hands: "Why did Palace Master An bring this up?"

"Didn't Yang Qingxi tell you?" An Xianjing asked.

Li Weiyi really didn't want to lie, but in the end she still said, "No."

“If she hadn’t told you, your reaction wouldn’t have been so calm,” An Xianjing added. “Everyone has their own way of surviving. Yang Qingxi’s way of surviving is that she knows who to lie to and who to be honest with.”

Li Weiyi asked, "Is she alright?"

"Which one are you referring to?" An Xianjing asked.

Li Weiyi said, "Since Palace Master An praised Yang Qingxi for having her own way of surviving, it is clear that she has returned to the Divine Sect and is living well. I am asking about Jiang Ning."

“It’s not very good,” An Xianjing said.

Li Weiyi said, "What do you mean by 'not very good'?"

An Xianjing said, "What she, Daogong, and the Jiang family are doing is very worrying to me. If you and she truly have the kind of feelings you deliberately displayed in Lingxiao City, perhaps it can play a role in the future. But right now, your cultivation and strength are far from sufficient."

“Weiyi, your talent is exceptional, so exceptional that I have never seen it in any other young person. You must grow up and prove yourself to be a transcendent being, or even a martial arts emperor.”

Li Weiyi couldn't understand what An Xianjing was saying, and she knew that An Xianjing couldn't tell the truth: "I want to see her."

An Xianjing said, "You will meet! But even if you do, it won't mean anything."

……

Day three.

The giant white jade ship sails in the deep sea.

The seawater was deep black, and the waves rose and fell several meters high, giving people a great sense of terror.

Sailing in such seas, even martial artists at the Dao Seed Realm would feel small and vulnerable. The power of heaven and earth was so overwhelming that it was hard to breathe.

Li Weiyi was practicing the Twelve Scattered Techniques of the Chan Sect on the deck.

The protective array of light shielded the ship from the hurricane outside.

He learned about Jiang Ning's situation from An Xianjing, and for the past three days, he has been extremely depressed.

Yu'er had met An Xianjing, but An Xianjing didn't notice anything amiss, nor did she deliberately investigate her talent and foundation. She herself was trapped in her own anxious state of mind.

"Ow!"

From the seabed, terrifying roars echoed one after another.

The entire ocean was shaking.

Li Weiyi stopped cultivating, looking tense, and gathered with Yu'er and Kudi.

Just from the sounds they heard, you could tell they were facing no ordinary monsters. The dangers of the East Sea are no joke.

Beneath the seawater, a dark shadow, many times larger than the white jade warship, appeared and swam past at high speed.

"Wow!"

Several miles away, a corner of its massive, mountain-like body was revealed, covered in black scales.

The spray it created resembled a torrential downpour, showering the ship.

An Xianjing moved to the top of the ship, her body radiating rings of Buddhist light, and countless scriptures burst forth, enveloping the boiling sea below: "Get out!"

She threw her rosary beads, which dented a large area of ​​the sea into a bowl shape, turning the dark seawater golden.

A bloodcurdling roar echoed from the seabed.

The unknown, enormous monster fled at lightning speed.

Another half day passed.

We have left that unfathomable ancient sea.

The sky cleared, and the sea was as smooth as a blue mirror, revealing flocks of seabirds.

An Xianjing walked to the ship's railing and stood beside Li Weiyi: "Three hundred miles to the west is Moon Dragon Island. I'll take you this far!"

On the day they boarded the ship, An Xianjing asked Li Weiyi where they were going.

Li Weiyi asked in surprise, "Palace Master An couldn't possibly have deliberately sent me on this journey, could he?"

"What kind of dream are you having? It just happens to be on the way. This grand event of excavating the remains of the ancient immortal dragon has its own gathering places for you young people. At our level, we also have our own places to discuss and meet. Different cultivation levels lead to different worlds and completely different interests."

(End of this chapter)