Star Trace Gate

Chapter 776 Commoner Enters the Tide Dragon

No, that's not right.

Ren quickly denied the guess in his mind. If the witch was really in collusion with the Xianlan Sect and had been working for Wuchen in secret, then many of her previous behaviors would be completely inexplicable.

Before Lord Yama came, the witch had countless opportunities to betray him, or even give him directly to Wuchen. Why did she put on so much drama, causing the Xianlan Sect to fail several times and lose both the wife and the army?

If she was a traitor, Xing Wu would definitely not have a chance to escape...

Thinking back on everything that had happened before, Ren Ye finally concluded that the witch and the Xianlan Sect, or rather the Sect Master Wuchen, must be in an antagonistic relationship, and even have an irreconcilable hatred.

Then why are there burnt Xianlan Sect Taoist robes and jade pendants representing the identity of Xianlan Sect disciples in the Long family’s secret passage?

Ren Ye knew so little information that he always felt that he had grasped the key, but was just one step away from solving the mystery.

However, he must have been more cautious about the witch. This woman must have some unknown plan, but for now, she would not do anything to pit him, at least not before Chu Jin died.

Don't be impatient, just wait and see. Sooner or later, I will be able to catch you and find out your strength.

……

Late at night, midnight.

There is less than a day left before the opening of Emperor Xingshan’s Tomb.

In the Xianlan Sect, inside the Questioning Palace, Wu Chen, dressed in white as white as snow, stood with his back to the main hall, with his hands behind his back, gazing at the tablets of the ancestors of the sect. He had a restrained aura, like an old man in this mortal world.

Ten steps away, Chu Jin knelt on the ground, his face full of regret and guilt.

He looked at his master's back and explained in a trembling voice, "In Xiliang City, the descendant of the Ancient Emperor ordered the disciples of the Li Gui Sect to lead me around in circles. I held the Taoist talisman given by my master and pretended to cooperate all the way. I entered the game alone and was about to lure out the descendant of the Ancient Emperor. But I never thought... the two children of the Xing family suddenly appeared and were brought to the ancient emperor's descendant by the people of the Li Gui Sect. My plan of getting something for nothing was wasted!"

"In order to avoid exposing the whereabouts of the Ancient Emperor's descendant, Lord Yan secretly took action and trapped me in an illusion. I was able to escape the disaster only with the help of the Infinite Pearl, but... when I came out of the illusion, the battle in Xiliang had already ended."

"This time, I was too anxious to capture the Ancient Emperor's descendant alive. I acted rashly. I hope Master will punish me."

"...!"

His words were extremely sincere, and the stories he made up were seamless, with almost no loopholes.

His guilty voice echoed in the hall, and it was only after a long time that Wu Chen turned around and looked.

The master and the disciple looked at each other. There was no blame or anger in Wu Chen's eyes, only love and kindness for his disciple.

He stood up straight with steady steps and walked to the disciple. He took the initiative to help Chu Jin up and sighed, "On the path of cultivation, you have to fight with people, fight with the heavens, and fight with fate. The two children of the Xing family didn't come earlier or later, but appeared at such a critical moment... This is the time and fate, not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself too much."

"Master, I...!" Chu Jin's eyes were red, and he looked so grateful.

"Jin'er, you can lose all the time in your life, but you must win one last time." Wu Chen looked at him kindly and said in a hoarse voice, "Tomorrow evening, the Emperor's Tomb will be opened, which will affect the rise and fall of our Xianlan Sect for the next thousand or even ten thousand years. Since it is destined, the battle between you and the descendant of the Ancient Emperor will inevitably take place in the Emperor's Tomb."

"I have already made an agreement with the other fourteen sect leaders. Tomorrow we will build fifteen hundred-foot-high platforms outside Chaolong City to watch the great avenue battle in the Emperor's Tomb."

"Tomorrow, billions of eyes of the Jiuli will gather outside the Xingshan Mountain. My life span is short, but I hope that you can win the Great Dao under the attention of billions of people, and go further in the future, far surpassing me."

"Don't worry, if you really reach the last step, no matter what difficulties the Heavenly Dao sets, your master will enter the Emperor's Tomb and protect you at the cost of life and death."

"In this Jiuli Continent, you will definitely have the foundation that others have!"

His voice was gentle, full of love for his disciples.

Chu Jin knelt down and kowtowed again: "Master, you love me so much, I can never repay you in this lifetime! Don't worry, this final battle has only two results, either win or die!"

Wu Chen stared down at him, smiled and nodded: "Go to the dungeon in the sect, there is everything the sect has prepared for you."

……

Not long after, Chu Jin bid farewell to his master, left the Wendao Palace, and, led by a fourth-rank Taoist priest in mourning clothes, headed for the sect dungeon.

In the past, those who accompanied the sect master's disciples to do secret things were all fifth-grade immortal masters. But in Xingshan's group, nine fifth-grade masters including Xun Xianshi all died inexplicably, and the reason is still unclear. In addition, there were many fifth-grade masters who died in the previous battles... This made the entire Xianlan Sect look a bit "depressed".

In the Immortal Master Hall, there were more than a dozen brand new spirit tablets; and in the fourth-grade Taoist room, there were hundreds of people wearing mourning clothes...

What used to be a fairyland gate has been turned into a priceless cemetery in recent days, with disciples mourning for their master seen everywhere.

Chu Jin followed the fourth-rank Taoist priest and soon entered the sect's dungeon.

The two of them walked through the dark and cold corridors and came to an underground palace called the Punishment Platform.

"Squeak...!"

The heavy bronze door opened, and the fourth-rank Taoist priest took the lead and walked into the punishment platform, holding a whisk and looking up.

All I saw was that on the punishment platform with ninety-nine "God Binding Pillars", nine young magical masters whose star sources were sealed were locked up with nine rusty iron chains.

The nine people with supernatural powers included both men and women, but judging from their clothes and expressions, they did not look like the children of wealthy and prominent families.

The fourth-rank Taoist priest looked at the nine people trapped here indifferently, and said calmly: "In fact, before Xun Xianshi led the Xing family disciples into Xingshan, the sect master... oh, no, the sect had made two preparations. Hundreds of fourth-rank Taoist priests from our sect traveled around the world of Jiuli, chasing the traces of the Great Emperor Blood Guide. In the end, they found these nine people and successfully brought them back."

"This move is for the last resort when you are unable to capture the descendant of the Ancient Emperor alive and are unable to obtain the blood of the Xing Family's children."

"The Sect Master and the Sect can only send you to the Emperor's Tomb in the end, and the rest of the road to the Great Dao depends entirely on you." The fourth-rank Taoist priest said in a hoarse voice: "Among the 999 Blood Guiders, only the 99 with the largest number of Blood Guides can enter the Emperor's Tomb. In other words, the most reliable threshold for entering the tomb is to obtain nine Blood Guides."

"Nine people are here. Take their blood and you will be buried tomorrow." The fourth-rank Taoist priest looked back at Chu Jin and smiled helplessly, "As a fourth-rank Taoist priest, I have always been jealous of you. But as a fellow sect member, I hope you can win this great battle and let my Xianlan Sect stand for ten thousand years...!"

Chu Jin looked at the nine people on the punishment platform, and a complex expression flashed across his eyes. Then he bowed and clasped his fists, saying softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

After he finished speaking, the fourth-rank Taoist priest walked away and closed the door of the punishment platform.

On the Binding Pillar, a young genius in plain clothes looked at Chu Jin with a defiant look and cursed: "Damn Xianlan Sect! Under the spotlight, you always pretend to be righteous and call yourself a famous and upright sect! But in fact, in order to get the opportunity to become a great emperor, you use extremely despicable means! You dare not snatch the blood guides of the geniuses who have the support of the ancient clan, but only dare to bully us, the casual cultivators with no background... and cut off the path of others' cultivation! It's really disgusting!"

"Outsiders say Wuchen is a man of virtue, bullshit!! I think he is the biggest hypocrite and villain in Jiuli Continent!"

"And you, you are also a waste! You are known as the second best in the Dragon and Phoenix Book, but in fact, the Great Emperor Blood Guidance will not favor you at all. You! You are not even as good as cultivators like me who come from the mud legs!"

"Waste, coward!"

"...!"

He was unwilling to give in and cursed angrily in an extremely excited manner.

Next to him, another beautiful woman looked at Chu Jin with stern eyes, and said in a gloomy tone: "Brother Xiong, if you said less, you might be able to save your life after handing over the blood guide for entry! But now you are scolding this master who is the second in the Dragon and Phoenix Book and the disciple of the sect master of the Xianlan Sect?! I think your head is about to be chopped off!"

"A cultivator is going against the will of heaven! Today you can enjoy yourself in the mortal world, but tomorrow you may be buried in a foreign land! Life and death, even gods cannot predict it! I'll die, so what's there to be afraid of?! I'll just curse you to my heart's content today..."

"Well said. Damn Chu Jin, even though you can enter the Emperor's Tomb, I will never submit to you even if I die! You are a piece of trash. Once you enter the Emperor's Tomb, you will only be a stepping stone for the descendants of the Ancient Emperor! The peerless genius who can eventually represent my Jiuli Continent and compete with the descendants of the Ancient Emperor must be the young marquis of Dongdeng Mansion who ranks first in the Dragon and Phoenix List! If he can suppress you for a few years on the Tianlong List, he can suppress you for a lifetime!"

"Bah! The blood is right here, kill me and you can take it!"

"...!"

For a while, the angry curses on the punishment platform were endless. The nine independent cultivator geniuses who had obtained the Great Emperor's Blood Guide were all proud at this moment. Even though they were in a desperate situation, they did not beg for mercy. Instead, they expressed their unhappiness and cursed very harshly.

Chu Jin felt extremely humiliated and unwilling to face the nine people in front of him.

But facing the "love and expectations" of his master and the sect, he had no choice. Just like when he was forced to climb Xianlan Mountain, no matter how reluctant he was to leave everything in his hometown, he had to look back every few steps and leave.

"brush!"

Chu Jin did not argue with the nine people. He just lowered his head and walked up to the punishment platform. He sat cross-legged and activated his magical power. He said softly, "If you voluntarily hand over the blood, you can live! I will send you down the mountain! Ten breaths, just ten breaths of thinking time."

At this moment, the life and death of these people are in the hands of Chu Jin. As long as he is willing, he can summon magic weapons into the world and easily kill these powerful people whose star sources are imprisoned.

But even though he had no choice, he wanted to give others ten seconds to choose at this moment...

……

Chaolong City, in an unknown area, in a dimly lit stone room.

A young man with disheveled hair sat barefoot on the cold ground, staring blankly at the gray stone slab above his head.

A copper lamp with a weak candlelight hung on the moss-covered wall, reflecting half of the young man's pale face, which made his face look extremely desperate and gloomy.

His name is Long Yuqing. He was once the youngest city lord of Chaolong City and also a timid and cowardly playboy.

During the incident in which 240,000 soldiers from four cities forced the emperor to abdicate, he did not commit suicide by taking poison, but became a nameless and faceless "prisoner" like a stray dog.

That day, under the threat of the Xianlan Sect, the Yang family gave Long Yuqing poisoned wine and forced him to commit suicide in the empty house where the old city lord passed away.

Long Yuqing looked at Butler Bao, who had grown up with him, and saw that he had taken the poison and died first. He seemed to be dazed and stood there without moving.

But at that moment, he heard a voice transmission.

"The resurrection grass that my father left behind is at the bottom of the food box. Eat it first, then drink the wine... and you can save your life."

"If you are desperate and want to die, then of course you will die with your husband. I will never live in disgrace as you are no longer with me."