Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1161: Only Heaven Knows
"Strange, what’s changed at the sect? The soul lamps I’ve left behind have all gone out..."
The red-robed elder on the treetop suddenly looked drastically changed in expression.
The soul lamps, crafted from the separation of his soul, signify whether he has fallen.
If he perishes outside, the soul lamps would extinguish.
The soul lamps and himself have a mysterious connection sensed between them.
Conversely, if the soul lamps go out, then he would know that a great change has occurred within the sect.
After all, the powerful figures’ soul lamps within the sect are usually kept extremely safe, guarded by a peerless array.
"I need to go back and see!"
The red-robed elder felt extremely uneasy, and thinking of this, he turned without hesitation and vanished through the air.
Unexpectedly, he didn’t pay any further attention to Su Wanyi.
"Hehe, this elder suddenly left, could it be that he’s showing a rare moment of kindness?"
Su Wanyi muttered to herself.
She turned her head, glanced around the void, then smiled pensively.
"Perhaps Elder Celestial Silkworm frightened him away!"
Su Wanyi appeared relaxed, clapped her hands, and continued towards the distant God Mountain.
An hour later.
Yet another middle-aged man in black descended from the sky, blocking her path.
"Su Wanyi, correct?"
"I come from the Holy Water Sect; give your spot to my disciple, and I’ll compensate you generously!"
The middle-aged man in black crossed his arms, speaking coldly.
He was a great cultivator of the seventh layer of the Life and Death Realm, looking down at this woman of the Heavenly Fate Realm Level 7 with arrogance.
"I won’t!"
Su Wanyi’s expression chilled.
"A mere loose cultivator who has obtained such a spot is like a burning coal in your hands. Better to sell early, or else I don’t think you’ll make it to the Creation Taiyi Sect..."
The middle-aged man sneered.
"Elder, do you really intend to deal with a young monk of the Heavenly Order Realm?"
Su Wanyi asked calmly.
"Haha, if you don’t agree, I might just have to take it by force!"
"But don’t worry, I won’t kill you; I just want your token for the competition!"
The middle-aged man laughed loudly.
His gaze looked down disdainfully, viewing the woman before him as a mere ant.
A cold light flashed in the depths of Su Wanyi’s eyes.
This hasn’t ended yet.
Do they really think she’s a pushover?
The Moon Worship Sect, insignificant as it was, hadn’t raised others’ alerts.
It seems human greed is indeed endless.
"Oh, someone is coming!"
While planning to carry out the same method to deal with the Holy Water Sect, Su Wanyi suddenly changed in expression, set aside all murderous intent, and returned to her gentle demeanor.
A ripple occurred in the void.
A big black horse approached, pulling a black carriage like a ghost along the forest path.
The middle-aged man was stunned and looked cautiously at the carriage.
"Who dares to interrupt the Holy Water Sect’s business?"
He yelled angrily.
The carriage remained quiet, with no response.
However, the array of colorful little cats aboard all raised their heads, gazing at the middle-aged man with pity.
"How come there are so many cats?"
The middle-aged man muttered to himself, frowning.
Among these cats, there were some with Life and Death Realm cultivation.
If...
The demonic pets raised by the carriage owner were Life and Death Realm, then the owner’s cultivation base was surely comparable to his.
He suddenly showed a strong sense of caution.
Su Wanyi’s expression shifted with surprise and joy upon seeing the black carriage.
"My lady finally secured a competition spot; you dare to intercept her halfway, truly unforgivable!"
The Immortal Divine Silkworm eyed the middle-aged man coldly.
The middle-aged man was filled with unexplained fear and retreated hurriedly, asking in a shaky voice: "Your lady? Isn’t she a loose cultivator?"
"Loose cultivator... is merely an excuse for my lady to experience the world, yet you fools truly believed it!"
The Immortal Divine Silkworm sneered.
"Let him leave!"
Ye Yun’s voice suddenly came from within the carriage.
Such a young monk of the Life and Death Realm was simply too weak for him to bother killing.
"Ancestor, you’ve returned?"
Su Wanyi heard this "familiar" male voice, smiled with pleasant surprise, and exclaimed.
Her happy demeanor was sincere and natural.
Compared to before, Su Wanyi had not changed at all.
"I have returned, this time to cheer you on!" Ye Yun said with a smile.
"Thank you so much, Ancestor!"
Su Wanyi’s eyes reddened slightly.
The middle-aged man next to her, hearing this exchange, underwent a strong change in expression.
"The person in the carriage is actually an ancestor of a family!"
"Surely his cultivation far exceeds mine, I’d better leave quickly..."
The middle-aged man’s eyes shifted, he cupped his fists to express his apologies, then turned to flee.
He was not foolish.
Though he couldn’t discern the cultivation of that Silver Silkworm, he knew it was an extraordinary demon.
He dared not provoke the power of the Demon Clan.
The ancestor in the carriage who raised so many demons, his strength must be beyond measure.
He was but the Seventh Layer of the Life and Death Realm.
He couldn’t walk horizontally even on the Cangnan Continent, much less the Oracle Dynasty.
There were plenty stronger than him.
Ye Yun gazed at Su Wanyi, his eyes filled with gratitude.
This little girl was livelier than before, with an increasingly flaunting figure, but her temperament remained gentle and charming.
Ye Yun waved his hand, smiling: "Su Wanyi, come onto the carriage; we’ll go together."
"Ancestor, I better walk. After all, the Creation Taiyi Sect isn’t far..."
Su Wanyi blinked, slightly hesitant: "My training isn’t completely finished yet, please be considerate, Ancestor!"
"Very well!"
Ye Yun thought for a moment, then agreed.
Su Wanyi, the senior disciple, has always been independent and refrains from troubling others; this he admired greatly.
The contest for the Creation Divine Spring was indeed just beginning.
Su Wanyi was still amidst her training.
"Miss, rest assured, I’ll clear away these annoying flies for you; you can proceed without disturbances before reaching the Creation Taiyi Sect!"
The Immortal Divine Silkworm suddenly spoke.
"Thank you very much."
Su Wanyi gratefully cupped her fists and smiled.
The Immortal Divine Silkworm also smiled and said nothing further.
Su Wanyi continued on her way.
Ye Yun’s carriage seemed to vanish into air, gently following behind her.
"I don’t want to sit in the carriage with him, best to keep my distance; he’s far too intimidating!"
The thought ran silently through Su Wanyi’s mind.
Her expression remained calm, no one could tell what she was thinking.
Perhaps her thoughts.
Are only known to heaven.
...
In this way, after walking in the forest for nearly half a day, Su Wanyi finally arrived at the foot of the Creation Taiyi Sect.
At the foot of this Super Sect, it resembled a city, buildings were plentiful, streets were wide, people bustling to and fro.
It was very lively.
This place had many cultivators from various parts of the Oracle Dynasty.
Most cultivators were just here to watch the spectacle.
After all, the tickets for the top thirty-two face-off were also sold to outsiders.
The tickets were quite a lucrative income.
As soon as Su Wanyi walked onto the street, many recognized her.
"Look, that loose cultivator, isn’t she the one who secured the top thirty-two spot in the eighth division, Su Wanyi?"
A young man, as if he’d discovered a new continent, exclaimed excitedly.
"Tsk tsk, this girl is so beautiful, and she’s a powerful sword cultivator; who knows where she’ll eventually settle..."
In a street corner, a young man in his early twenties, his cultivation only at the Heavenly Order Realm Third Layer, eyes blazing hot, spoke to his companion.
"Don’t just focus on her beauty, her strength is undeniable; she’s reportedly one of the top eight hot contestants!"
The tall, thin young man beside him nudged him with his elbow, pouting disdainfully.