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Chapter 221 Heavenly Alliance Evil Cultivators
"The Projection Has Arrived"

"The World I Live In: Mysterious"

Exploration: 5.2%

Legend Level: 8

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When Wang Xi opened his eyes, he found himself lying in an elegant and fragrant guest room.

On the bedside table sat a small, carved dish with an incense stick inserted in it, wisps of smoke rising gently, emitting a pleasant aroma.

'Hmm...this is the Qi family mansion in Fengdeng City.'

He sat up, looked around, and thought to himself.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and birds are chirping and insects are humming. After reviewing the "projected memories" in my mind, I finally understand what happened some time ago.

Two months have passed since their last return to the Mysterious Realm. Mei Yanxi and Zhang Fuyun have successfully entered the Dao and cultivated the "Huangting Inner Landscape," and have officially joined the "Linglun Martial Arts Pavilion" and the "Wanfa Hedao Sect."

Both of them are truly chosen ones, and once they receive guidance from a fortunate opportunity, they make rapid progress and transform like butterflies.

Now he is the only one who remains "stuck in place," unable to enter a dream and travel to the otherworld on his own.

The peddler and Young Master Li, who had been secretly watching him, gradually reduced their attention. Fortunately, the five young men who were staying at the Qi family's house did not change their attitude and remained as respectful as ever.

Tuk Tuk.

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the side room, and Liu Xunyan's voice came from outside:
"Young master, it's time for lunch."

Wang Xi got out of bed, walked straight to the door of the side room, and opened it.

A young girl wearing a light green jacket and skirt stood outside the door, her hair tied up in a youthful bun.

"Okay," Wang Xi said with a smile. "Let's go together."

"Good son."

Liu Xunyan gave a graceful bow and said with lowered eyes.

Although she was a member of the Liu family of the Five Immortals, she was a person who kept her promises. She had promised Young Master Wang to serve as his maid for ten years, and she would not break her word.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Xunyan obediently followed behind Wang Xi, heading towards the main house in the courtyard.

Crossing the covered walkway and passing through the woods, Wang Xi exclaimed, "The scenery at the Qi residence is truly beautiful. Living here every day brings a unique sense of peace and happiness."

“Yes,” Liu Xunyan agreed. “I heard that all the flowers and plants here were planted and pruned by Miss Qi Luan herself.”

"Miss Qi is indeed a person of spiritual cultivation, with a leisurely and elegant temperament."

Wang Xi smiled.

Liu Xunyan opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she remained silent.

The two soon arrived at the main house.

Upon entering, one sees a large round table in the center of the main room, with servants bustling about serving tea and water.

Seated in the main seat was a well-to-do middle-aged man, wearing a silk vest and sporting a small mustache. He was none other than Qi Hongwen, the head of the Qi family and Qi Luan's biological father.

To his left and right were two elegant and graceful women, namely his wife, Zhou, and his concubine, Zhong.

As for the disciples of the Five Immortals, including Lao Pan, Hu Lang, Gong Shuquan, and Huang Shi Nu, they all sat around the table as guests, chatting idly with Qi Hongwen.

However, Wang Xi could tell that Qi Hongwen's concubine, Zhong, was not in high spirits and there was a hint of disgust in her eyes.

"Young Master Wang, please have a seat."

Upon seeing Wang Xi and Liu Xunyan enter, Qi Luan, dressed in a plain dress, greeted them with a smile.

Wang Xi nodded to her, then bowed to Qi Hongwen before taking his seat.

"Mr. Xizhi, my daughter told me that you have formed a celestial bond in the secluded world. I wonder if the progress is going smoothly?"

At this moment, Qi Hongwen tentatively asked a question.

Hu Lang, Lao Pan, and the others present immediately stopped talking, and the scene became somewhat awkward.

Everyone had already learned about the situation from Hu Lang. Although Young Master Wang had been favored by Confucius of Mo Jian Zhai, he had made no progress in the past two months and it was unlikely that he would be able to formally become a disciple.

Qi Luan glanced at her father and said reproachfully, "Father, your question is... rather impolite."

"A chance to become a celestial being is not so easy to come by."

His concubine, Zhong, spoke softly, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

"In our Qi family, only Luan'er has this blessing. Even Han'er and Hai'er are not favored by the immortals."

The Han'er and Hai'er she mentioned were her two children, Qi Luan's younger brother.

Because Qi Luan had joined a celestial sect, the Qi family was not unfamiliar with these mystical matters. Madam Zhong had always hoped that her own children could also join a celestial sect like Qi Luan, but reality was too cruel; neither of her children had any talent in this area.

"It went fairly smoothly," Wang Xi said with a smile. "We should be able to head to the secluded place today and meet the sect elders."

"Ah... oh."

Qi Hongwen was taken aback at first, then laughed and cupped his hands to Wang Xi: "Congratulations, Young Master Wang, on achieving your goal."

Despite this, Mrs. Zhong did not take it to heart, thinking it was just the young man's polite remark.

Even the disciples of the Five Immortals present exchanged bewildered glances; they, too, found it hard to believe. After all, they had made no progress for two months, so how could they suddenly have cultivated the Yellow Court Inner Landscape? It simply didn't make sense.

Only Qi Luan, after hearing this, carefully examined Wang Xi again, her beautiful eyes flashing with surprise: "Young Master Wang has already condensed his inner vision?!"

Wang Xi nodded casually: "I had a sudden realization last night."

"Truly..." Qi Luan's pretty face was full of admiration, and she smiled sweetly: "Amazing!"

After listening to their conversation, everyone was a little confused.

It actually worked?!
But can this really be explained by "sudden enlightenment"?

Besides Qi Luan, Lao Pan and Gongshu Quan were the most skilled in Taoism. After exchanging a glance, they bowed to Wang Xi and congratulated him, saying, "Congratulations, Young Master Wang. You will become a disciple of the Immortal Sect and rise to great heights."

"Thank you everyone."

Wang Xi returned the greeting with clasped hands.

After lunch, he led Liu Xunyan back to their room.

Qi Hongwen sat in the main room, deep in thought. After hesitating for a long time, he asked his eldest daughter beside him:

"Did that young master really succeed?"

“Father, don’t underestimate people in this world.” Qi Luan sat upright in his chair and sighed. “There are so many powerful figures in this world, just like Mei Yanxi and Zhang Fuyun, aren’t they just like that?”

"Sigh." Qi Hongwen gritted his teeth. "Although our Qi family has some status in Fengdeng City, it is all thanks to you, Luan'er, and the 'Tai Su Jian Zhen Ge' behind you."

"It's not that Father is looking down on him, but there's been no news for the past two months, which is really bad..."

"Father, you are too materialistic."

Qi Luan said calmly.

"If you really want to make friends, why bother with choosing your friends based on their social status?"

“Luan’er, you…you’re right.” Qi Hongwen sighed. “Father will send someone to deliver some silver and treasures to apologize, so that your second mother’s words at the table earlier will not cause any displeasure to Young Master Wang.”

Qi Luan chuckled and said, "In that case, I'll deliver it."

After a while.

Wang Xi's room was knocked on again, and Liu Xunyan outside called out loudly, "Young Master, Miss Qi has brought you something."

"Send things?"

Wang Xi stood at the door, looking at the tray in Qi Luan's hand with a surprised expression. On it were ten gold ingots and a thick stack of banknotes.

"Miss Qi, what's going on?"

"My father specially asked me to send this congratulatory gift to wish you success in your cultivation. It is just a small token of my respect."

Qi Luan behaved appropriately and wore a smile.

"Second Madam was somewhat offensive just now, please don't take it to heart, young master. Luan'er apologizes on her behalf."

"Miss Qi, what are you saying?"

Wang Xi shook his head.

"I am very grateful for the help I have received from you, Master Qi and Miss, in staying at your esteemed residence. I do not ask for anything more."

"Does Young Master Wang not consider Luan'er a friend?"

Qi Luan pretended to be annoyed.

Seeing this, Wang Xi couldn't help but smile and readily accepted the tray. He was well aware of the Qi family's intention to make friends, and this gesture was a kind of response.

"It is my honor to be friends with Miss Qi... Please convey my gratitude to Master Qi for this gift."

"I'm glad you don't mind, Young Master Wang."

Qi Luan covered her mouth and smiled.

"If there is a chance, let us meet in a secluded place. I would like to invite you to visit the 'Tai Su Jian Zhen Ge'."

"it is good."

Afterwards, Qi Luan gracefully bowed and took her leave.

Liu Xunyan watched from the side, feeling happy as well.

The more capable her young master was, the more honored she felt as his maid.

That night.

Wang Xi sat cross-legged in the side room.

He activated "Ink Spirit Heavenly Question," and his three souls and seven spirits emitted a faint light, seemingly connected and reflecting each other. Instantly, a light invisible to ordinary people appeared on his spiritual platform, carrying Wang Xi's consciousness upwards.

Wang Xi entered my dream.

He first entered his own "Huangting Inner Landscape," which was that mountain retreat, where ink ponds, pavilions, fences, and a forest of sword steles... all came into view instantly.

Wang Xi circled his inner vision and felt his primordial spirit being nourished, which was quite comfortable.

He then took out a white jade seal and activated it with his primordial spirit.

This was the token that Confucius left him.

Once he has mastered the "Ink Spirit Heavenly Question" technique and activated it within his inner realm, he can summon disciples of the Ink Sword Sect to guide him.

hum-

The white jade seal shone brightly, converging into a beam of light that shot into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.

Wang Xi stood quietly by the ink pool, his hands behind his back, waiting.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Suddenly, a knocking sound came from outside the courtyard.

Tuk Tuk.

"Is that where Junior Brother Wang's inner vision is located?"

A detached young male voice rang out.

Wang Xi immediately went over and opened the door. Outside, amidst swirling clouds and mist, stood a man and a woman dressed in dark robes, their eyes scrutinizing him.

"Indeed." Wang Xichong and the other person bowed respectfully. "Are you senior brothers and sisters from the Ink Sword Sect?"

"Hmm." The female cultivator nodded. "Although it has been two months since Junior Brother finally achieved the Inner Realm, it is not a complete waste of Confucius's expectations."

"His aptitude is acceptable," the male cultivator said, turning to leave. "Come with us."

The two black-robed cultivators quickly disappeared into the clouds, giving Wang Xi no chance to react.

Only a faint voice remained: "A word of advice, junior brother: the Yellow Court Inner Realm connects to the outside world, but the outside world is fraught with danger... Please stay close, or you may lose your life if you get lost, haha."

Wang Xi sensed the arrogance of the two men, but he was not annoyed. He chuckled and immediately used his movement technique to catch up.

"Hmm?" The male cultivator's primordial spirit sensed the young man rapidly approaching from behind and was quite surprised.

He and his junior sister exchanged a glance and quickened their pace in tacit agreement.

"Senior brothers and sisters, why are you walking so fast?"

Wang Xi suddenly appeared behind the two of them again, with his hands behind his back, and asked as if he were strolling leisurely.

"Is there something urgent?"

The male cultivator turned his head and glanced at Wang Xi indifferently.

"Junior brother has good stamina." He said, accelerating again, his whole body seemingly turning into a blur of ink. "In that case, let's not waste any more time and return to the sect as soon as possible."

Whizzing--

The two Mo Jian Zhai cultivators vanished in a flash.

Before long, they emerged from the mist and appeared on a mountain path.

The junior brother had disappeared from sight behind him.

"Heh." The male cultivator shook his head with a smile. "I thought he had some skill, but he's a disappointment."

“Senior brother, this person is a newly initiated disciple. If he really gets lost, it will be difficult to explain to the Master.”

The female nun hesitated.

"It's alright." The male cultivator waved his hand dismissively. "This is also a test for him. If he can't even keep up with you and me, how can he talk about cultivating immortality?"

"But he's only just started..."

The female cultivator wanted to say something, but her senior brother stopped talking and leaned against the tree: "We'll wait for an incense stick to burn. If we don't make it in time, we'll go back first."

"..."

Although the female cultivator felt it was inappropriate, she had no choice but to silently obey since her senior brother was in charge of this mission.

While the two were waiting, Wang Xi had already appeared not far away.

He stood quietly in the woods, stroking his chin.

Wang Xi didn't know these two guys and didn't know where he had offended them.

"Kang Jiekai, disciple of Mojianzhai (enemy/high-ranking three-star/elite)"

"Ruan Jiayao, disciple of Mojianzhai (Neutral/High-ranking 3-star)"

The senior's entry was highlighted in red, indicating an opposing stance, and Wang Xi seemed to be deep in thought.

At this moment, the "Fu" character imprinted in his heart began to warn him.

There was definitely a problem.

Wang Xi said inwardly.

He adjusted his breathing, pretended to be tired, and dragged his feet out, panting heavily, "Senior brother, senior sister, slow down, I can't keep up."

"Ah……"

Senior Brother Kang grinned smugly.

Suddenly, he shouted, "Junior brother, be careful!"

His junior sister Ruan Jiayao was stunned at first, and before she could react, a white shadow suddenly flashed in her peripheral vision.

call out--

A chilling sword intent descended from the sky.

Ruan Jiayao saw a long-haired man dressed in white, holding a crystal-clear longsword, slashing towards her.

"The evil cultivators of the Heavenly Alliance... the Winter Gate Swordsman?!"

The female disciple of Mojianzhai was terrified and blurted out.

Tianmeng——

It is a notorious gathering place for heretical cultivators in the secluded immortal sect. It imitates the "Four Symbols Court" and has four halls. Whether it is the Spring Sect, Summer Pavilion, Autumn Valley or Winter Gate, they all cultivate the "Dao of Seasons" and follow the "survival of the fittest".

Therefore, they look down on more orthodox sects such as Mojianzhai, Taisujianzhenge, and Wanfahedaozong, and often clash with and fight with them.

Ruan Jiayao wasn't sure if this was a deliberate ambush or if the other party just happened to be passing by, but it was dangerous nonetheless!
"go with!"

She made a hand gesture and chanted an incantation, causing thick black ink to appear around her, which then condensed into twelve deep, dark flying swords.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The flying sword pierced towards the white-clad swordsman, but was swept away by his sword with a single strike, producing a loud clanging sound.

"Die!" the swordsman said coldly, then swung his sword again, the pale, frosty sword energy sweeping past.

Ruan Jiayao was terrified and cried out, "Senior brother, help me!"

But a quick glance around made her heart sink – her senior brother Kang Jiekai was nowhere to be seen; he had long since vanished.

"?!"

at this time.

Ruan Jiayao suddenly noticed that the white-clad swordsman's long sword, which should have fallen, was inexplicably frozen in mid-air and did not strike down for a long time.

A strange struggle and anger appeared on the other person's face.

Let's take a closer look—

Ruan Jiayao was astonished to discover that a pitch-black hand had appeared on the shoulder of the white-clad swordsman and was gripping it tightly.

This is precisely why it is unable to move.

"Winter Gate Swordsman?" The junior brother, who should have been panting, walked over nonchalantly, hands behind his back, and looked up to ask, "What is your relationship with my senior brother from the Ink Sword Pavilion?"

"Ok?"

Ruan Jiayao was taken aback.

As she recalled what had just happened, she felt a chill run down her spine.

This time, while out guiding my junior brother, we were ambushed by the evil cultivators of the Heavenly Alliance. Could it be Senior Brother Kang Jiekai...?

No wonder there have been several incidents of new disciples being killed on their way to the sect!

"You... are not a new disciple of the Ink Sword Sect at all!"

The white-clad swordsman forced out a hoarse sound from his throat, his tone tinged with resentment.

How could a new disciple possess such terrifying strength? He was frozen in mid-air and unable to move in a single exchange... This was clearly either Master Mo Jian Zhai in disguise or a helper he had brought in from outside, all to lure them into making a move.

"Damn Kang Jiekai, how dare you lie to me!"

The white-clad swordsman, his eyes blazing with fury, surged with magical power, unleashing a terrifying chill, and instantly broke free from the black hand's grip.

Bang!
hum-

But as soon as he regained his mobility, a gray-white light swept past, followed by a scarlet thread that bound him tightly, causing him to fall to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

He fell flat on his face.

This scene caused Ruan Jiayao's expression to change several times, and she was completely confused about what had happened.

What's wrong with this Winter Gate Swordsman...?

So weak in front of Junior Brother Wang?!
(End of this chapter)