nashuaworldcup Chapter 311 The General is on his way, not chasing wild rabbits
Chapter 311 The General is on his way, not chasing wild rabbits
Chapter 311 The General is on his way, not chasing wild rabbits (Updated this afternoon or evening)
Beneath the Bodhi tree, dappled light and shadow create a space with folds and wrinkles like layers of cicada wings.
Chen Yi stood at the edge of this illusion, his eyes gleaming with golden light. This was not ordinary vision, but the supernatural power of the Insightful Eye that could see through illusions.
His gaze pierced through the distorted spatial barrier, revealing the outside world's clamor and murderous intent in minute detail.
Those indignant faces, those cultivators waving their magical weapons and clamoring to eliminate demons and defend the righteous path, were, in his eyes, nothing more than a group of puppets being led by the nose by that mastermind behind the scenes.
Foolish and noisy.
Chen Yi withdrew his gaze, his expression remaining completely calm. He then sent a wisp of divine thought, forming a thin line, precisely into Ji Wuchen's sea of consciousness.
"Brother Ji, there's no need to get entangled with him."
His voice was calm and even, without any anger, yet it conveyed a sense of confidence that he was in control of the whole situation.
"Someone is secretly setting up this scheme; the Fire Spirit Nascent Soul is just a prelude."
If you and Fairy Qiu were to stubbornly resist here, you would only be playing into the hands of those behind the scenes. These attackers are mostly ignorant fools who blindly follow the crowd; killing them is pointless, and arguing with them is futile.
Chen Yi gently placed his fingers on Ning Bu'er's wrist beside him, feeling a warm touch from his fingertips, signaling her to stay close.
"Ning Xianzi and I have found a spatial node in this Bodhi Illusion, which can be considered a back door," and we will leave from there.
You should also get out of there as soon as possible and not linger. As for the truth behind this—I will find out the whole story.
As soon as the message was sent, before Ji Wuchen could respond, Chen Yi changed his footing.
Instead of breaking outwards, he grabbed Ning Bu'er, turned around, and crashed straight into the core area of the Bodhi Tree Illusion, where the spiritual energy was most concentrated and the space was most chaotic.
That place was originally a death trap that ordinary people would avoid at all costs.
But under Chen Yi's penetrating spiritual eye, in that seemingly hopeless chaotic space, faint golden threads intertwined to form a net.
Those are the gaps in the rules, the gateway to life.
With a single step, his figure flashed.
Ning Bu'er felt the scenery before her eyes instantly lengthen and distort, as if she were in a kaleidoscope of dazzling light, but the strength of the large hand on her wrist was as steady as a rock, carrying her through layer after layer of spatial membranes, and disappearing from the spot in the blink of an eye.
Silver Horn, who had been following closely behind, was about to lift his foot to catch up, but had to suddenly stop.
At this moment, he spread his hands, his face full of astonishment.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you didn't take me with you!"
Silver Horn looked anxious.
Although the power of this Bodhi Tree Illusion has been weakened, its essence is still an ancient spatial array.
Although he is a member of the Silver Spirit Clan and possesses innate spatial talent, this talent lies more in "breaking" and "escaping" than in this kind of meticulous "solution".
In his perception, the spatial turbulence where Chen Yi had just passed was like countless sharp steel knives cutting wildly.
Previously, Chen Yi led the way through the Gate of Life, and he was able to keep up with it by virtue of his racial talent.
But now, Chen Yi has led Ning Bu'er straight into the "deep water zone".
The spatial distortions there are so extreme that a single step can mean the difference between being close and far, or even being swept into the void and left with nothing but dust.
Watching Chen Yi's figure traverse several spatial barriers in a few steps and disappear like flowing water, the muscles at the corner of Silver Horn's eye twitched slightly.
He dared not follow.
Even though he was an arrogant prodigy of the Silver Spirit Clan, he wouldn't dare gamble his life on that one in ten thousand chance.
"This Fellow Daoist Chen—"
Silver Horn shook his head helplessly and could only turn around and return along the same path.
As he stood at the edge of the illusion, looking through the thin barrier at the excited scene outside, he suddenly understood.
It turned out to be the case.
Fellow Daoist Chen had already foreseen the troubles outside, which is why he chose to avoid the limelight and forge a different path.
only----
Silver Horn's silver pupils contracted slightly, and a storm raged in his heart.
How exactly did he manage to see the external situation through these layers of spatial barriers even before the illusion had fully dissipated?
[This Bodhi tree illusion has a built-in effect of isolating divine sense; even I cannot perceive the outside world at all, yet he can see through it all?]
[They can even see through the array nodes of this illusion, moving freely as if they were nothing—]
Boss Chen, just how many more abilities are you hiding that I can't comprehend?
outside world.
The atmosphere had reached a critical point where tensions were about to escalate.
Ji Wuchen's hand rested on the hilt of his sword, his face ashen.
Qiu Li stood beside him, her spiritual energy surging, clearly ready for battle.
Faced with public condemnation and being splattered with dirty water, they didn't refuse to leave; rather, they wanted to leave a safe escape route for Chen Yi behind them.
Just as Ji Wuchen was about to draw his sword, Chen Yi's voice transmission suddenly rang in his mind.
The voice was calm and steady, instantly extinguishing the anxiety in his heart.
only----
The back door to the illusion?
Ji Wuchen's lips twitched slightly, and a hint of absurdity flashed in his eyes.
This is a natural illusion formed by an ancient Bodhi tree, so how can there be a distinction between the front and back gates?
Even if a master of formations came, he would have to honestly break the formation. Could Chen Yi really treat this tree as his own backyard and just open a door and leave?
Could you even hide your figure under this bare tree?
Although he was filled with surprise and confusion, Ji Wuchen had an inexplicable trust in Chen Yi.
Since Chen Yi said he was leaving, then he really is leaving.
The tension in his heart finally eased.
Ji Wuchen's lips moved slightly as he transmitted a few words to Qiu Li beside him.
Qiu Li's beautiful eyes flickered, and although she had some doubts, she nodded.
The two immediately decided to stop arguing with the pack of mad dogs.
As for the subsequent journey of exploring the ancient battlefield, none of these Nascent Soul cultivators who are hostile to them will be able to benefit from it.
Just as the two were looking for an opportunity to leave, the group of cultivators were shouting the loudest.
A silver figure strolled out from the entrance of the illusion without warning.
Unlike Chen Yi's restrained and low-key demeanor, Yin Jiao's appearance was characterized by an undisguised arrogance and domineering nature.
The moment he appeared, a superior aura, unique to the Silver Spirit Clan's prodigies, swept across the entire area like a tidal wave.
That wasn't an absolute crushing defeat in terms of cultivation level, but rather a superior view on a different level of life.
The once noisy crowd suddenly froze, as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats.
The once arrogant and roaring fire lion, upon seeing Silver Horn's silver eyes, let out a whimper and could only tuck its tail between its legs and lower its proud head.
That is a natural fear of those who control space.
Even a top-tier genius like Yuan Lingling wouldn't dare to easily provoke a spatial ability prodigy, and at this moment, simply standing there, he became the absolute focus of attention.
Even the monk Yuanzhen, who had been secretly fanning the flames and instigating trouble, felt his scalp tingle. He swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue and shrank back at the back of the crowd, trying to minimize his presence.
Silver Horn glanced around at the group of silent cultivators, a playful smile curving his lips.
He was all too familiar with this feeling.
Like a tiger surveying its territory, watching a flock of trembling lambs.
"Oh?"
Silver Horn drew out his words, his voice lazy yet clear, reaching everyone's ears.
"Instead of seeking opportunities, you all have the leisure to hold this denunciation meeting?"
He crossed his arms and glanced contemptuously at the cultivators who had been shouting the loudest moments before.
"As expected, inferior cultivators are inferior cultivators. They have no ambition and their ability to fight among themselves is stronger than the last."
You're easily fooled by a few mere rumors; you're barking and making a ruckus without any evidence.
At this point, Silver Horn's face darkened, and his tone became somewhat cold.
"The noise is disturbing my peace and quiet while I'm cultivating inside."
The reason given was utterly lame, yet no one dared to refute it.
While Silver Horn claimed to be neutral, saying he was "affected in his cultivation," his true allegiance had already shifted to Chen Yi's side.
He snorted softly, his gaze sweeping across the Nascent Soul cultivators before finally settling on Yuanzhen's face.
"I am not talented, but my only hobby in life is to resolve disputes."
My clan possesses a unique innate technique that allows us to trace back time and uncover the truth.
"Didn't you keep saying you wanted to find out who the murderer was?"
Silver Horn stepped forward, silver spiritual energy dancing at his fingertips.
"Bring that Fire Spirit Nascent Soul here. I will use my magic to recreate the scene. We'll know who did it at a glance."
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent.
Those cultivators who had been shouting for justice looked at each other, not daring to utter a sound.
If the scene can truly be reconstructed, then the truth will naturally come to light.
Only Yuanzhen, hiding in the crowd, felt her heart suddenly clench.
broken!
He had planned everything, but he never expected this foreign prodigy to interfere, and even more so, to use some racial talent to investigate the case!
If he really finds out, wouldn't my plan become a joke, or even backfire?
A fine layer of cold sweat seeped from Yuanzhen's forehead, and he cursed inwardly for Silver Horn's meddling.
We must not let him cast a spell!
Yuanzhen's eyes darted around, and an idea came to her. Lowering her voice, she shouted into the crowd in a highly inflammatory tone, "The internal affairs of our Great Qing Realm are none of your business, an outsider!"
This statement was like a spark thrown into a pile of dry wood.
The crowd, who had been suppressed by Silver Horn's aura, were instantly ignited by their xenophobic feelings.
Soon, someone chimed in defiantly, "That's right! This is a feud between cultivators of our Great Azure Realm. What does it have to do with you? We have experts within Great Azure who can uncover the truth!"
"Yes! You were already very close to Chen Yi under that Bodhi tree. Who knows if you've been colluding with him all along?"
The more someone talked, the more convinced they were of their own right. Pointing at Silver Horn, they shouted, "Our Vajra Temple in the Great Green Realm also has supernatural powers and methods to distinguish between truth and falsehood!"
"This matter is not for an outsider like you to do; my fellow Daoist Yuanzhen of Jingang Temple can also accomplish it!"
As he spoke, the man turned to look at the back of the crowd and shouted, "Aren't you right, Fellow Daoist Yuanzhen?!"
Someone in the crowd shouted first, and the sound instantly spread in all directions, with dozens of eyes fixed on Yuanzhen.
"Master Yuanzhen, the secret techniques of the Vajra Temple are unparalleled in the world, and tracking down enemies is their forte. Give me a straight answer!"
Someone agreed, and then the conversation turned to Yuanzhen.
Upon hearing this, Yuanzhen chuckled, a fake, benevolent smile plastered on his fleshy face. He clasped his hands together and uttered a Buddhist chant.
"Amitabha Buddha, you all are too kind."
"Well, the supernatural powers of my Vajra Temple in tracing the true culprit are far too profound. This humble monk has not yet mastered them, and I am truly ashamed."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the few cultivators who were shouting the loudest in the crowd, a hint of cunning hidden in his eyes.
"We can only play a supporting role, but in this matter, we should listen to the victims. It would be inconvenient for outsiders like us to get involved."
Changing the subject, Yuanzhen's smile deepened, but his tone became meaningful: "Actually, the best method is to find Chen Yi out. Whether he did these things or not can be determined with a soul search!"
Soul Search.
The moment those two words were uttered, the surrounding air seemed to grow colder.
This is one of the most insidious methods in the cultivation world. At best, it can damage the soul and cause dementia; at worst, it can cause the soul to be scattered on the spot.
But none of these self-proclaimed righteous cultivators refuted them at this moment; instead, a few of them had a look of agreement in their eyes.
Yuanzhen is still up to her old tricks.
Without firing a single shot, he simply used his words to put Chen Yi on the opposite side of everyone. He didn't even need evidence; all he needed was an "excuse" to verify the truth.
At this moment, Silver Horn's expression shifted.
This powerful figure from the Silver Spirit Clan had been observing the human infighting with detached indifference, showing no interest whatsoever. However, the silver rune between his brows suddenly trembled slightly, detecting a faint trace of spiritual energy fluctuation in the air.
Those were two people with very weak auras.
At this moment, they had already quietly left in the opposite direction from the Bodhi tree.
That was an extremely sophisticated technique of concealing one's aura; if he hadn't been born with keen spiritual senses, he probably would have been deceived as well.
He curled his lips slightly, then snorted coldly: "I don't care who the real culprit is. In this secret realm, opportunities are for oneself, and life and death are for one's own choice."
The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a powerful spiritual force, striking the eardrums of everyone present like a heavy hammer, causing their blood and qi to surge, and the originally noisy scene instantly fell silent.
Silver Horn's gaze swept across the entire area like lightning, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt: "If you dare to disturb my cultivation again, don't blame me for being ruthless! Hmph!"
After letting out a cold snort, he transformed into a silver light and chased after the distant area behind the Bodhi tree.
Now that he had discovered the clues, he didn't need to waste any more words.
The two men had already left safely, so there was no need for him to turn against them now.
He had to keep up with Chen Yi and couldn't lose him.
This denunciation was thrown into chaos by Silver Horn's meddling.
Ji Wuchen and Qiu Li exchanged a glance. Both were shrewd and realized that the situation had changed. There was no point in staying any longer, so they immediately disappeared in the chaos.
Many people in the crowd, who had little to do with them, saw that there was no excitement to watch and were afraid of really angering a ruthless character like Silver Horn, so they dispersed and went off to look for their own opportunities.
Only a group of monks who reacted a little slower remained at the scene, still waiting for the so-called "justice".
Some people waited for a long time, only to find that it was Yuan Lingling who came out. Upon asking, they learned that Chen Yi and Qiu Li had long since disappeared.
"What? They ran away a long time ago?"
"So who were we shouting for all this time?"
They then realized they had been tricked, and their faces turned a deep shade of liver, their shame and anger evident.
Seeing this, Yuanzhen's eyes darted around, and she spoke again, taking the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: "It seems that the culprit must be Chen Yi, otherwise, if he had nothing to hide, why would he have run away secretly?"
This logic, though simple and crude, is the perfect explanation for the crowd who desperately need someone to vent their anger on.
"Exactly! If they weren't guilty, why would they leave without saying goodbye!"
"So that's how it is! This Chen Yi is indeed a wicked and treacherous person!"
Everyone agreed.
It was as if by shouting loud enough, they could cover up the fact that they had just been made fools of.
Yuan Lingling ignored these people. She glanced in the direction Chen Yi had left, a complex look flashing in her eyes, then turned and left on her own, no longer taking them with her to look for opportunities.
Just as Silver Horn said, a mob is not fit for any great task.
On the opposite side of the Bodhi tree, Chen Yi and Ning Bu'er quietly left.
This is deeper into the ancient battlefield, where the space is unstable.
Amidst turbulent spiritual energy and a misty atmosphere, the two gradually drifted apart.
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The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the faint crunching sound of footsteps on the bones and rubble.
Chen Yi remained calm, as if the condemnation directed at him had never happened.
Ning Bu'er's hand was held by Chen Yi, and the warmth from his palm made her feel at ease, but the resentment in her heart was hard to calm down.
"Chen Yi, it's obvious someone is plotting against you, instigating multiple people to cause you trouble. Why don't you go and confront them?"
Ning Bu'er, whose hand was being held, asked in confusion.
She wasn't unaware of the wickedness of human nature; she simply felt that with Chen Yi's current strength, he could easily humiliate her in public, so why should he bear this unwarranted infamy?
Chen Yi did not stop walking; his gaze pierced through the mist, looking at the faint outline of the mountains in the distance.
"There are many opportunities in this ancient battlefield. Those ordinary people don't have the strength to compete for these opportunities, so they are naturally unhappy that we have gained something."
His voice was steady and calm, as if he were stating a very simple truth.
"The only thing that made them feel better was dragging us into it, so that we didn't gain anything either."
"If we really go back and confront them, regardless of who's right or wrong, we'll just get ourselves into trouble."
Chen Yi turned his head to look at Ning Bu'er, a faint smile curving his lips.
"The best way to retaliate against such people is to ignore them, and then seize more opportunities and achieve greater advancement."
Years later, looking back, these people are nothing but dust.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved away a cloud of murky fog in front of him.
"The saying goes, 'A general on the march does not chase wild rabbits.'"
Ning Bu'er was speechless for a long time after hearing this.
Looking at the man's profile, she felt a surge of unprecedented shock.
So you had even bigger ambitions.
Those Nascent Soul cultivators and chosen ones who seem high and mighty to outsiders will all be nothing but dust in your eyes.
This kind of spirit, this indifference that regards everything as nothing, made her feel dizzy, yet deeply fascinated.
But I cannot become your dust; I will accompany you to the stars and the sea.
She silently made a vow in her heart, and her grip on Chen Yi's fingers tightened involuntarily.