Xiaokai has never been sensitive to spiritual energy, and so didn't feel much, but Qinghong became nervous immediately, her instinct from years of cultivation immediately kicked in. With a "clink," her long sword automatically unsheathed, floating in front of her.
By this time, more than a hundred people had rushed out of the bamboo forest, surrounding the two in a circle with a diameter of more than fifty meters. Sword lights shone from all directions, numerous flying swords floating in the sky, all pointing their tips towards the center of the circle, appearing extremely stern and imposing.
"What are you doing?" Xiaokai hadn't grasped the situation yet, "Has Master Feihe arrived?"
"Hmph, demon, if you want to see our sect's head, first break through the Kunlun Mountain's Yaochi Illusionary Formation!" A solemn middle-aged man strode out from the sword formation, loudly exclaiming, "Our Kunlun Sect has stood for tens of thousands of years, and is a first-rate sect in the cultivation world. How could it be a place for demons and evildoers to do as they please?"
Xiaokai was feeling a bit annoyed, "Didn't we already present the token? We are from the Floating Cloud Pavilion, how did we get involved with demons and evildoers?"
"What nonsense!" The middle-aged man coldly snorted, "Where is the token? I have not seen it."
"Hey, speak with some conscience," Xiaokai was angry, "I clearly just handed it to Xing Yunzi."
The middle-aged man's attitude became even more stern, "I, Fei Yunzi, am a prominent figure of the Kunlun Mountain. Xing Yunzi is my eldest disciple, our conduct, me and my disciples' in the entire Kunlun Mountain are clear to see. Do you not trust me?"
As soon as he said this, everyone chimed in together, "Yes, Fei Yunzi is deep in the Dao, noble in character, just like the gentle wind and the pure snow, he has always been the example we follow!"
Hearing the flattery, Fei Yunzi couldn't help but sneer, but couldn't help revealing a proud look.
Quietly pulling Xiaokai's sleeve, Qinghong said, "Xiaokai, no need to explain, they are trying to intimidate us."
Xiaokai was taken aback for a moment but immediately understood.
As the elders are, so are the juniors, everyone in the Kunlun Mountain cares about their self-respect. Feihe, the true head of the sect, is narrow-minded, so since Xiaokai and Qinghong came up the mountain, they first flew over the first hurdle, then "humiliated" Climbing Yunzi, "teased" Tingyunzi, this kind of anger, for the Kunlun Mountain, was something that needs to be vented at all costs. Unfortunately, Xing Yunzi hadn't had the chance to get revenge, and was blocked by the token Qinghong passed to him, and Xiaokai, as the chosen leader, is the biggest gossip in the cultivation world. Everyone thought about it, no one could guarantee that they could handle Xiaokai. In that case, they had to use a decisive move.
The Kunlun Sect's decisive move is, of course, the Kunlun Mountain's Guardian Formation: the Yaochi Illusionary Formation.
Feiyunzi was the eye of the Yaochi Illusionary Formation, and as for the true head, Feihe, he absolutely couldn't show his face at this moment, otherwise it would be openly "bullying people".
As long as Feihe does not appear, everything is fine, at most, it can be said to be "a misunderstanding."
Realizing this, Xiaokai couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Although these cultivators have extraordinary abilities that ordinary people do not possess, when it comes to their mental cultivation and conduct, they seem to be quite similar.
"What should we do?" Xiaokai asked, "Do we really have to fight?"
"It seems that we have to," Qinghong reminded, "Xiaokai, when breaking the formation, be careful not to harm them, otherwise it won't be good."
Her voice wasn't loud, but Fei Yunzi's ears were quite sharp, unexpectedly hearing her words, and immediately snorted repeatedly, "Such arrogance, the Yaochi Illusionary Formation of the Kunlun Mountain, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is not something that you two little kids can break just because you want to."
Since Xiaokai understood the other party's intention, he couldn't be bothered to be polite, sneering, "Then let's give it a try."
Fei Yunzi waved his hand, "Disciples, follow the command, activate the grand formation!" He paused, then added, "Capture them alive, don't harm their lives."
Fei Yunzi also had considerations, after all, today's goal is merely to "teach a lesson" and not "kill someone". These two represent the Heavenly Chosen Sect and the Floating Cloud Pavilion. If real lives are at stake, the Kunlun Sect would struggle to bear it.
Xiaokai and Qinghong stood in place, seeing countless flying swords swirling in the sky, but not descending. Qinghong's sword hung high above her head, attentively guarding against possible attacks from all directions. Xiaokai stretched out his hand, unsheathing the iron needle, about to throw it, when he heard Qinghong say, "Xiaokai, your treasure's power is too great, so don't act first, let me go first."
Hearing her words, Xiaokai kept the ancient steel essence back.
Yaochi Illusion is the treasure of the Kunlun Mountain in Town Mountain, representing the highest realm of the Kunlun Sect's cultivation techniques, and it is indeed extraordinary. Just the combined strength of so many Kunlun disciples present is already an irresistible force, not to mention that their power is further condensed by the power of the array formation. It's not as simple as one plus one, but multiplies exponentially. With an array formation of over a hundred people, it can exert the power of over ten thousand people. If this array were to be activated with the force of thunder, Xiao Kai and Qing Hong might not be able to react in time. But since Fei Yunzi's goal is to capture, countless swords are merely dancing in the air, unleashing one astonishing pressure after another. Although Qing Hong is the Chief Disciple of the Flowing Cloud Water Pavilion, she cannot resist such pressure. After enduring for just a minute, she couldn't hold on any longer, and with a "snap," her bright long sword was directly split into two by the sword energy of the great array and fell.
Fei Yunzi snorted, "With this little skill, dare to challenge my great Kunlun Mountain?"
Qing Hong, however, did not hesitate, and with a wave of her hand, she already summoned the Agarwood Pearl.
As soon as the Agarwood Pearl appeared, there was an instant burst of golden light, covering the sky. The surging sword energy at the center of the array was completely dissipated when it encountered this golden light, and Qing Hong felt light all over, as if the previous pressure had suddenly disappeared! The power of the Agarwood Pearl is completely different from her flying sword. Back then, even the flying sword made of Lantian Jade couldn't withstand the force of Tianyao's grasp, whereas the Agarwood Pearl could confront Tianyao's inner core head-on three times. The stark contrast between the two is evident from this.
The feelings of the Kunlun Sect's people changed completely. They felt that their flying swords were like encountering an endless ocean, and their true energy all seemed to vanish into thin air. Fei Yunzi, being the most powerful first generation disciple present, had a drastic change in facial expression. In that moment, the shock he felt could hardly be put into words.
The Flowing Cloud Water Pavilion was originally the weakest among the six major sects, but a female disciple from the pavilion took out a random pearl, and it actually possessed earth-shattering power. What on earth is going on here?
Fei Yunzi dared not think too much and shouted, "Activate the illusion!"
As soon as these four words were spoken, Qing Hong instantly felt a blur in front of her eyes. She couldn't see people in all directions. Instead, a mass of white clouds covered everything. In a moment, the entire sky and earth were shrouded, and as she looked up, there were clouds in the sky, and as she looked down, there were clouds under her feet. Looking around, there were layers of white clouds everywhere. Qing Hong was shocked and let out a cry. The Agarwood Pearl emitted an even more intense light in an attempt to disperse the clouds. However, the golden light pierced through the clouds and vanished into the unknown, yet the clouds did not diminish in the slightest. They continued to billow out one after another. In the blink of an eye, she felt that everything in front of her was purely white, and she couldn’t even see the ground within half a foot in front of her.
Alarmed, she couldn't help but reach out and felt a warmth in her hand. She had actually grabbed Xiao Kai's hand and dared not let go.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness..." she thought to herself. "Thank goodness Xiao Kai is still by my side."
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn her head, only to see Xiao Kai standing beside her, smiling faintly at her. His manner was indescribably gentle, with his eyes gleaming like morning stars in the sky.
Qing Hong suddenly became curious, "Huh, Xiao Kai, why can't I see clearly elsewhere, but I can see you so clearly?"
Gripping her hand a bit tighter, Xiao Kai smiled and said, "Is it not good to look at me like this?"
His words were incredibly tender and affecting, so much so that Qing Hong, unsure of what had come over her, felt an indescribable softness in her heart, with no resistance whatsoever. She naturally leaned her petite body closer, blushing, "Xiao Kai, if you want to look, you can look for a thousand or ten thousand years. I'm willing."
As they locked eyes, Qing Hong felt her head spinning. Xiao Kai's eyes seemed to be filled with endless tenderness, causing her to completely lose herself, unable to resist thinking, "If I can be with Xiao Kai, even if the mountains crumble, the heavens and earth merge, everything withers and time decays, what is there to fear? What meaning is there to worldly fame, fortune, or the pursuit of cultivation? What significance is there in pursuing the Tao?"
The words "pursuing the Tao" flashed through her mind, and Qing Hong was suddenly startled, her entire body trembling as if struck by lightning. She thought to herself, "This is not right. I have always aspired to cultivate the Tao. Why am I suddenly immersed in worldly affections? What is happening?"
Just as she was about to ponder this further, she felt a tightness in her hand. It turned out that Xiao Kai had pinched her, then gently reached out and affectionately embraced her slender waist. With his masculine breath, he moving closer to her cheek.
"What... what are you doing?" Qing Hong's delicate body trembled as she spoke softly.
Looking into her eyes with deep affection, Xiao Kai whispered, "I love you, for eternity..."
"Pah!" Qing Hong exclaimed, "Don't try to fool me with the chant of the Agarwood Casket."
"You're mistaken," Xiao Kai shook his head slowly. "The words I said to you in front of Tianyao, even though they were just the chant to open the Agarwood Casket, were heartfelt. Otherwise, why would I only say it to you, and not to Bai Lu or Qing Xiang? Why would I choose to say it to you at that time? Meeting you at that moment, seeing the Agarwood Casket at that time, and suddenly understanding the chant to open the Agarwood Casket at that time—aren't all these signs of destiny set by the heavens?"
His words were just perfect. How could Qing Hong, a young girl at the dawn of love, resist?
"Enough, enough," Qing Hong suddenly felt despondent, forgetting all about the Tao. She sighed, "Since Xiao Kai wants to be with me, I don't care about the Tao anymore."
"But... but the Tao is your lifelong pursuit. After more than ten years of faith, is it really crumbling at this moment?" Lantian Jade's voice resounded heavily in her heart. "Is your faith so fragile? Are you living up to my expectations as the most talented disciple of the Flowing Cloud Water Pavilion?"
Just as the young girl was stunned, she felt Xiao Kai's large hand had touched the most delicate and never before touched area on her...
The young girl's complexion fluctuated, her delicate body trembling slightly, and large beads of sweat dripping down her fair forehead.
The Yaochi Illusion of the Kunlun Sect, unlike the Cloud and Mist Formation of the Yellow Mountain and the Five Thunder Heart Sword Formation of Emei, not only serves as an incredibly powerful sword formation, but also as a bewitching illusion. It can create corresponding illusions tailored to the mental cultivation of those within the formation. Simply put, if one desires wealth, the illusion will present an abundance of money; if one desires beautiful women, the illusion will present countless beauties. These things represent one's deepest desires. For a cultivator, the highest realm should be having a heart of iron and stone, being untouched by external desires. As long as there are loopholes in one's mental cultivation, falling into an unbreakable illusion is very easy, and one will remain trapped until all their strength is exhausted, and they surrender.
It should be noted that the reason the Yaochi Illusion is the treasure of the Kunlun Mountain in Town Mountain is not primarily because of its power, but because of the word "illusion."
Qing Hong and Xiao Kai are both young people, and even if their strength is strong, their mental cultivation is still lacking. Therefore, in Fei Yunzi's view, the Yaochi Illusion is the best way to deal with them!
But now he was a little frustrated. The beautiful girl seemed to be shaking all over, as if she had plunged into the illusion. However, the young Tianxuan Sect Master, despite her tender age, seemed completely unaffected. With a curious and clear gaze, she looked around, appearing completely unperturbed. Fei Yunzi was unable to bear watching this. Walking up to Xiao Kai with light steps, he waved his hand in front of him and shouted, "Hey."
"What are you shouting for, idiot!" Xiao Kai glared at him. "What are you lot doing? If you want to fight, then fight. Once we're done, I still have to go see your Sect Master."
Fei Yunzi was immediately dumbfounded.
This boy, it was obvious that he had completely no sense at all. That was indeed an incredible anomaly.
He didn't know that back then at the Tianyu Hidden Peak of the Yellow Mountain, even the Sect Master of the Snow Wind Sect couldn't see through the spiritual veins of the Yellow Mountain, but Xiao Kai was able to do so with just one glance. When Xiao Kai went with the Sect Master of the Snow Wind Sect to explore the spiritual veins, it was also Xiao Kai who led the way through the countless illusions on the mountain. Only with his guidance was the Sect Master of the Snow Wind Sect able to pass through safely.
With the No-Word Heavenly Book in hand, Xiao Kai could see through even the super-ancient super engravings of ten thousand years ago, let alone a mere Yaochi Illusion?
Fei Yunzi was starting to get anxious. Initially, he thought using the Town Mountain Formation to deal with two young people was almost a surefire thing. As long as he exerted a bit of force, teaching them a lesson would be enough. However, unexpectedly, a precious pearl easily dissolved the sword energy of the crowd, then came a creature that was immune to the demon's influence. Now, he felt a bit trapped.
Leaving the formation at this point would be embarrassing. For a renowned sect like the Great Kunlun Mountain, it would be more unbearable than killing them. Since that was the case, the only way was to continue fighting head-on.
Having figured out this logic, Fei Yunzi suddenly felt rejuvenated, and he bellowed, "All disciples, follow orders, open the formation, and take down the opponent!"
His plans seemed foolproof indeed. That pearl was indeed too powerful, probably an heirloom passed down through generations of the Flowing Cloud Water Pavilion. However, the owner of the heirloom had fallen into the illusion, so it was no cause for alarm. As for the remaining opponent, it was highly unlikely that they could produce another precious pearl of such magnitude. Such a remarkable treasure was not likely to emerge more than once, right?
Little did Fei Yunzi know that the countless flying swords, as they approached, sparked a furious response from Xiao Kai. "Shit, you think I'm a paper tiger just because I haven't shown my might yet?"
After this declaration, he brandished a needle, swished it in the air, and it suddenly extended to two or three meters in length, then hurled it upward, shouting, "Attack!" The stick seemed to go berserk as it rushed towards the oncoming flying swords. With a booming thud, it smashed into one of the flying swords and promptly shattered it into two pieces in mid-air.
"Puh!" Standing next to Fei Yunzi, his senior disciple Xing Yunzi immediately coughed up blood, directly sitting on the ground, unable to muster the "Hey, hey, haha" taunts anymore. He was entirely unable to speak.
Fei Yunzi felt his heartstrings tremble violently. A seemingly casual blow from the stick had directly shattered Xing Yunzi's flying sword into scrap.
Fruit of the heart is tied to one's cultivation, and Xing Yunzi’s flying sword was forged with dozens of years of true essence. With the destruction of the flying sword, Xing Yunzi suffered internal injuries, which would probably not heal in three or five years.
But that wasn't the end of the little boy's assault. With hundreds of flying swords charging over, the stick flew into action, voraciously smashing and shattering the swords like a tiger among lambs, a dragon in the depths of the sea. With sounds of "crash, bang," the myriad bright sword lights were knocked into pieces and rained down in shards. In just a minute, the ground was already littered with sparkling fragments.
"Puh, puh, puh, puh!" A series of continuous spitting out of blood was heard, and Fei Yunzi was torn to pieces inside. He saw his disciples, from seniors to juniors, all falling to the ground, spitting out blood. Under the glaring sunlight, it seemed as if innumerable radiant and spectacular flowers had bloomed in midair. Those flowers collectively transformed into a mist of blood, akin to the most enchanting rainbow in the sky, vibrant and captivating.
Such a sight was truly unprecedented in the past hundred years.
The spirit of the young Tianxuan Sect Master, when unleashed against Tianyao, didn't have much noticeable effect. However, when used against ordinary cultivators, it was a clean sweep. Fei Yunzi stood there bewildered, pale-faced, ice-cold hands and feet, his thoughts revolving around a single idea: "My Kunlun Sect is finished today."
The fact is that, the majority of the fourth generation disciples of the Kunlun Sect are here - those skilled in flying, traveling, stopping, and climbing. They were heavily beaten in this chaos, and most of their flying swords turned into scrap iron. Although the skilled experts of the flying generations had not had the chance to take action, the energy of the third generation disciples was greatly injured. When the climbing generation disciples grow up in a few decades, the gap between the Kunlun Sect and the other five sects will become apparent.
At this moment, although Fei Yunzi's flying sword did not come into play, he felt more and more depressed, regretful, and frustrated. Finally, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. It was as if he was sharing the joy and sorrow with the fellow disciples.
Fortunately, Xing Yunzi still had some insight. Despite further depleting his energy, he weakly called out, "Everyone, quickly retract your flying swords!"
Only then did the people who had not been beaten react. They swiftly retrieved their flying swords. The essence of the thousand-year-old mysterious iron was so addictive that it followed closely behind. After chasing for a while, Xiao Kai finally came to his senses and beckoned, bringing back his treasure. He chuckled, "So, can we see Master Fei He now?"
Poor Fei Yunzi felt as if his heart was being cut with a knife. However, in this world, the strong vanquish the weak. Having had their entire sect's disciples easily picked on, at this moment, who dared to say a word of dissent, could only nod in extreme frustration, "Paying Yun, quickly go and invite the Sect Leader."
Paying Yunzi had low strength, and his flying sword had long been destroyed by Qing Hong, so he had not suffered the damage of the thousand-year-old mysterious iron. At this moment, he was spirited, and upon hearing the command from the Sect Leader, he hurriedly went to find someone.
At this point, Qing Hong let out a mournful cry and came to from the illusion. Turning her head to look around, she saw bloodstains on the grass. Looking beside her, she found Xiao Kai staring at her inexplicably. "Qing Hong, you didn't seem quite right just now," he said.
Qing Hong's face immediately turned as red as fire. She glared fiercely at Xiao Kai, as if containing unmeasurable tenderness, and scolded, "You scoundrel!"
Xiao Kai immediately felt wronged, "I... What did I do?"
Qing Hong lightly bit her lip, but didn't say a word. In the illusion just now, she had already developed a deep relationship with Xiao Kai, to the extent of growing old together, having intimate nights after marriage, and countless embarrassing things. She even had a daughter named Yan Ruyu. If the illusion had continued for a while longer, she might have even had a grandson. Now, abruptly awakening from the dream, she found Xiao Kai still standing by her side. She was still in her seventeenth year, everything in the illusion had turned out to be nothing but a fleeting dream, which made her feel both relieved and ashamed. Thinking of her Master's expectations and the dream of the divine path, she felt a mix of emotions that were beyond words.