Due to Wen Fei’s advice, in the following days when Tang Muxi and Jiang Yin went to Panlong, they didn’t go alone.
They always brought her along.
Fengyuan had been busy with the matter of the princess’s escape these days, spending most of the day near the city gate.
Seeing that there was another person joining them in their search for the master, and it was the one with the most unfathomable cultivation, he was curious and couldn’t help but ask.
“Is this venerable one also out searching for the master?” Searching for the master? Wen Fei was full of question marks, not knowing when she suddenly gained a master out of nowhere.
Tang Muxi, afraid that the master would be exposed, quickly stepped forward to explain, “You misunderstand, this is the master’s Dao companion—our master’s wife. During the time the master disappeared, Senior Sister and I were helpless, and it was thanks to the master’s wife taking us in and teaching us that we didn’t end up wandering outside. The master is missing, and the master’s wife is even more heartbroken than us, crying every day. Now that she has heard news of the master, she rushed over without hesitation, so please do not obstruct us.”
After speaking, she wiped her eyes, her eyes red and looking pitiful.
Jiang Yin, seeing Wen Fei’s face turn black with anger but unable to act out, could not help but feel delighted.
“Junior Sister, don’t be sad.
The master’s wife loves the master deeply.
Even if the master has likely passed away, the master’s wife will certainly not seek another, remaining chaste for the master.” She added fuel to the fire, deliberately provoking Wen Fei.
But Tang Muxi didn’t know this, only thinking that Senior Sister was also acting with her, and softly responded.
Fengyuan, hearing this, suddenly regretted his nosiness and said with a face full of guilt, “I see, it was my narrow-mindedness.
The feelings between the venerable one and the Dao companion are unwavering until death, deeply moving.
I believe you will surely find your beloved.”
Unwavering until death? Remaining chaste? How nice, she never thought her Dao companion would appear in such a way one day.
Wen Fei’s forehead veins bulged, gritting her teeth as she glanced at the pair of Senior Sister and Junior Sister, finally forcing a gentle nod to Fengyuan, “Thank you for your blessing.”
“You’re welcome, venerable one.
I am busy with official duties, so I won’t disturb you any longer.
Just remember to enter the city through the side gate as previously instructed.
The situation is tense lately, being too conspicuous is not good for either of us.”
“Rest assured.”
After leaving Qixuan smoothly, Wen Fei could no longer hold back and raised her hand to give Tang Muxi a smack on the head.
“Haha, my Dao companion is missing? Disciple, your eloquence is truly impressive.
You should be telling stories in a teahouse instead of cultivating!” The smack was not light, making Tang Muxi’s eyes fill with tears.
“Master, we naturally need a reason to avoid being checked again when leaving the city.
I was thinking of Senior Sister’s safety, how could you hit me, it’s so unreasonable.”
Wen Fei laughed angrily, “Thinking of Senior Sister, so my Dao companion must die? Couldn’t you come up with another reason?” Favoritism shouldn’t be so blatant! Usually bullying her for being alone is one thing, but why curse her to be a widow! She was a talented woman! Long ago, there were countless people pursuing her.
The disciple might truly be foolish, not thinking much, but her Dao companion was different! Sneaky and mischievous, clearly knowing she was displeased, yet deliberately adding fuel to the fire.
Wen Fei coldly glanced at Jiang Yin, if not for the Imprisoning Demon Sword in her hand, she would have slapped her too.
And the force would be heavier, more ruthless, to make sure the other party remembered! However, she forgot that the disciple also had the Illusion God, a heavenly-grade artifact, and she couldn’t compare to either of them.
Jiang Yin remained calm, pretending not to see her icy gaze, and seeing Junior Sister pouting in grievance, she affectionately embraced her, softly comforting while insinuating, “Don’t cry, the elder is old and unreasonable, as a disciple, you naturally need to be more considerate.”
“Do all old people become like this?” Tang Muxi asked fearfully, looking up.
In almost an instant, Jiang Yin understood her meaning, her eyes flashing with a mischievous smile, “No, but those without a Dao companion do, so Junior Sister doesn’t need to worry about following in the elder’s footsteps.”
Tang Muxi finally relaxed, snuggling into Senior Sister’s warm embrace.
“Senior Sister is still the best to me.”
Their intimate interaction, as if no one else was around, made Wen Fei feel like she had been shot twice in the knee, regretting not stopping Jiang Yin from deceiving Tang Muxi back then.
Look at now, such a good child has been led astray! After a bout of commotion, the three of them put away their jokes and flew towards Panlong.
Having already heard the two’s verbal accounts, she had a rough impression of Panlong City.
But hearing is one thing, seeing is another, and only by seeing it with her own eyes did she realize how desolate the once glorious capital had become.
As Tang Muxi and the others said, there were no cultivators from the Nine Fiends Hall near the capital, but there were countless ordinary people and unknown rogue cultivators surrounding the city, waiting to enter as soon as the gates opened to visit relatives and friends.
Standing at a high point, Wen Fei looked down and couldn’t help but be speechless.
“Do you know if there is really a ‘Panlong’ in Panlong City?” Her sudden words left Tang Muxi and Jiang Yin both stunned.
The disciple had heard that Panlong had experienced numerous battles, yet no divine dragon had ever appeared.
Panlong City has a long history, existing since the ancient times when divine beasts had not yet completely perished.
Later, after countless battles, it was taken over by the emerging power of the Nine Fiends Hall and became the capital.
If you think about it, even the Nine Fiends Hall seized this city by force, yet the divine dragon guarding it never appeared.
Wen Fei smiled faintly, “Over ten thousand years ago, there was a divine beast called the Ming Snake in the ancient domain.
It had four wings on its back and was a hundred feet long.
Its cry was like a bell, shaking the heavens and the earth.
The Ming Snake was kind-hearted by nature, loved all living beings, and lived as long as the heavens.
Unfortunately, it carried disaster, being a calamity snake that brought chaos to the world.
Whenever it appeared, it would leave a trail of corpses and set the skies ablaze.”
“The Ming Snake couldn’t bear to harm the cultivation world, so it sacrificed its body in the wilderness, leaving only its remnant soul.
Later, a spiritual cultivator was moved by its story, found its resting place, and established Panlong City to guard it forever.” Wen Fei finished speaking and sighed, “Therefore, the saying ‘divine dragon descends’ is just a myth.
If the Ming Snake truly appeared, it would only turn this place into a sea of blood.”
Tang Muxi became more and more horrified as she listened, especially when she heard that the “divine dragon” here was the Ming Snake.
She almost immediately recalled the flood dragon that had once appeared in her dreams. She couldn’t quite remember its appearance, but she did see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Countless souls entangled with white bones, resembling a ghostly realm on earth.
Seeing her anxious expression, Wen Fei immediately understood her thoughts and smiled, “But the Ming Snake destroyed its body tens of thousands of years ago, and its remnant soul has long since dissipated with the passage of time.
I’m just repeating hearsay, there’s no need to be afraid.
Instead of worrying about the elusive Ming Snake, it’s better to focus on this… formation.”
When the formation was mentioned, Jiang Yin became interested, “Senior, can you see anything?” Wen Fei’s eyes darkened slightly, and he nodded, “The power of the formation sealing the city is fierce, even blocking rain and snow.
If my guess is correct, it might have already escaped this place and become its own domain.”
However, the earth veins and sunlight are still present, indicating that this city has not completely escaped the six paths and still has a chance to return.
“Could we forcibly break through using the Imprisoning Demon Sword and the Illusion God?” Tang Muxi didn’t understand formations, but she knew that every formation had a limit to the power it could withstand.
Using two powerful heavenly-grade artifacts might be able to break it.
Wen Fei frowned, worried for a long time before slowly shaking his head, “Forcibly tearing open the formation is indeed not difficult, but I’m afraid the power unleashed by the shattered formation would affect many people.
The might of divine artifacts is hard for even cultivators to withstand, let alone ordinary people.
This method is a last resort, not to be used unless absolutely necessary.”
After hearing the pros and cons, Tang Muxi shivered all over, thinking: Even if it really comes to that, she doesn’t want to use such a method.
The first day ended in failure, and later they came to Panlong several times at night, trying to probe the sealing formation, but it was all in vain.
The formation was filled with pure and bone-chilling nether power, clearly in the human world, yet like a ghostly realm, no means could break through.
Jiang Yin and Tang Muxi recognized this power at a glance as the Wraith Seal.
With a divine artifact supporting the formation from behind, even though it had been divided into three, its power was far less than before, but it was still not something ordinary spells could contend with.
Unless a divine artifact was used to forcibly suppress the broken Wraith Seal, breaking the formation would be as difficult as climbing to the heavens.
For a while, everyone was at a loss.
A few days passed in a flash, and before they could come up with a solution, people from the demon domain arrived first.
In recent days, to find a way into the city, Tang Muxi and Jiang Yin would always take two people with them whenever they went out.
But they had mastered the Star Shift Technique, and their speed was extremely fast, so except for Wen Fei, almost no one could keep up with them.
So after coming once, the others didn’t go a second time.
That day, it happened to be Tang Muxi, Jiang Yin, and Wen Fei going out to investigate.
They left in the morning and returned in the evening.
They were about to enter through the side gate of the Seven Mysteries as usual, but unexpectedly, there were dozens of cultivators gathered in front of the city.
One side was dressed in dark embroidered robes, clearly the cultivators and officials of the Nine Fiends Hall, while the other side was dressed in brighter and more luxurious clothing, with three pieces of extremely cold ice leaves carved on their shoulders, looking very imposing and eye-catching.
The two sides were tightly confronting each other, holding exquisite artifacts of various shapes in their hands.
The tense atmosphere could be felt from afar, as if any slight movement would completely ignite the situation.
Tang Muxi gradually slowed her pace, looking over there suspiciously, “What’s going on? Is someone causing trouble near the capital?” As she spoke, she wanted to get closer.
However, after taking just two steps, she was pulled back by Jiang Yin, “Don’t act rashly, let’s stay here and observe the situation to avoid getting involved.”
Tang Muxi also thought this made sense, so she didn’t move forward, just watched from a distance.
The two of them had never seen the demon domain’s reinforcements, but Wen Fei was different.
She had lived in the demon domain since childhood and was very familiar with their clothing and style.
As soon as she saw the three pieces of extremely cold ice leaves on their shoulders, she immediately reacted.
Seeing the two sides’ serious expressions, as if they were about to fight, she quickly shouted to stop them, “Wait!”
