nashuaworldcup Chapter 41 Solution
Chapter 41 Solution
Chapter 41 Solution
Qin Chengcheng took the jade bottle and gently stroked its surface with her fingertips, as if examining it.
A moment later, she snorted coldly:
"Hmph! I've recently found the scenery and environment of your market town quite pleasant, and I'm thinking of coming here to recuperate for a few years..."
Her gaze shifted, carrying a meaningful look.
"I hope Fellow Daoist Dong won't make the market too chaotic."
After saying this, she turned and left, her white figure vanishing like smoke, without mentioning Huo San Niang at all.
Dong Chang'an stood there, his smile gradually turning cold.
He stared in the direction Qin Chengcheng had left, scanned his surroundings with his divine sense, and after confirming that no one was around, his face turned completely gloomy.
"What exactly is this woman trying to do? Did her people discover the situation and kill Li Wusheng?"
His mind was racing—
What's even stranger is that Qin Chengcheng is a true disciple of Miaoyinfang, with a noble status, so why would she condescend to come to this small market?
"What is she trying to hide? Or is she plotting something else?"
The more Dong Chang'an thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.
Recently, due to Qin Chengcheng's presence, this market has inexplicably seen three Foundation Establishment cultivators "temporarily residing" here, and seven more Foundation Establishment cultivators "passing by" to visit...
He even received news that a certain "young master" from the Jade Dragon Sect was also coming here!
"Alas...beauty is a curse."
With a beauty like Qin Chengcheng, suitors are as numerous as fish crossing a river. If she were to stay here permanently, this small market town would probably be unable to keep its secrets!
"Looks like I need to start preparing now..."
Dong Chang'an felt a deep headache.
He turned and flew up on his sword, spreading his divine sense and instantly locking onto Dong Mingqiang, who was searching in the ruins of Huo Sanniang's courtyard.
"evil creature!"
With a flick of his sleeve, Dong Chang'an unleashed a Foundation Establishment-level pressure that surged down like a tidal wave. Dong Mingqiang's expression changed drastically, and before he could react, he was pulled into the air by an invisible force.
"Grand Uncle, I—"
"Shut up!"
Dong Chang'an gave a cold shout, raised his hand and produced a recording ball, disposing of the person in front of everyone.
"Colluding with blood cultivators and harming fellow cultivators, how could the Dong family produce such a scoundrel as you!"
Dong Chang'an roared and struck Dong Mingqiang's dantian with a palm, instantly dissipating the bloodthirsty aura!
"ah--!"
Dong Mingqiang screamed in agony, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
"Take him back to his ancestral homeland, and never let him leave the mountain again!"
Dong Chang'an announced in a cold voice, and then a beam of light flew out from his sleeve, enveloping Dong Mingqiang and disappearing into the horizon.
A short while later.
The Dong family's secret chamber.
Dong Mingqiang collapsed to the ground, barely breathing.
Dong Chang'an expressionlessly took out a black pill and put it into his mouth:
"Take this, and it will help you restore your normal Qi Refining Level 8 cultivation."
After swallowing the pill, Dong Mingqiang's pale complexion recovered slightly, but the resentment in his eyes intensified.
"Grand Uncle, who's behind Huo San Niang..."
"No need to investigate further."
Dong Chang'an interrupted him, tossing him a human skin mask.
"Since Qin Chengcheng has made a move, he will surely protect that body cultivator. You should change your appearance, lie low for five years, and temporarily put aside the Blood Path Technique."
Dong Mingqiang gripped his mask tightly, his knuckles turning white: "Are we just going to let this go?!"
Dong Chang'an sneered: "What's the rush? Isn't that 'young master' from the Jade Dragon Sect almost here? What if he finds out that Qin Chengcheng has a cultivator hiding by her side..."
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Dong Mingqiang's eyes, and he sneered, "My grand-nephew understands."
"Snapped!"
In the dawn light, Qin Chengcheng pushed open her bedroom door, only to find the young man sleeping soundly on her bed, wrapped in her brocade quilt.
Chen Yi was still holding a pillow in his arms, and there were crumbs of pastry stuck to the corner of his mouth.
"I spent the whole night running around for you, and you end up sleeping in my bed and eating my snacks?!"
Upon seeing this, Qin Chengcheng was so angry that her chest heaved.
He saw Chen Yi's true appearance: a handsome and energetic young man, whose breath was fairly clean.
But no matter how good-looking you are, you can't just sleep in her bed!
Just as Qin Chengcheng was about to cast a spell and send Chen Yi flying,
His gaze, however, fell upon the four basic formations neatly arranged on the table.
Her gaze was vacant.
The first array pattern stretched out like a green vine, and the spiritual energy circulation was precisely separated into twelve segments, with each node retaining its original imprint.
The second red array base was actually separated into three layers, as if peeling back layers. The core flame pattern was wrapped in blue magic power, forming a stable amber-like structure.
What shocked her most were the third and fourth nested array patterns—the mirror space that was originally tangled like a tangled mess was now like a disassembled nine-linked ring, with each spiritual energy hub suspended in the perfect position, and even the spiritual energy distortions caused by the nesting were marked separately!
"She actually completed the four-fold deconstruction using the Divine Sense Needle." Her fingertips trembled slightly.
Could he really be a once-in-a-century genius of formations?
As Qin Chengcheng gazed at the sleeping young man on the bed, his initial anger gradually subsided.
Perhaps this person really can break the seal on my soul.
The spiritual light that had gathered at her fingertips quietly dissipated, and she gently flicked her sleeve, a wisp of breeze lifting the teapot on the table and pouring a cup of spiritual tea.
"Wake up." Her voice still carried a hint of coldness, but it no longer sounded distant like usual.
Chen Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he groggily opened his eyes. When he met Qin Chengcheng's probing gaze, he suddenly sat up:
"Fairy? Sorry, dispelling the formation took too much to handle, I fell asleep!" He wiped the crumbs from his mouth, and the brocade quilt slipped down, revealing his plain white inner robe.
After getting up, Chen Yi dressed and put on his shoes, then got off Qin Chengcheng's bed.
Qin Chengcheng merely frowned slightly, saying nothing more. She simply sighed inwardly, thinking that she could simply change the bedding later. It was understandable that such a rare genius of formations, exhausted, had slept in her bed and eaten her snacks.
Besides, his real appearance is quite clean and decent.
"It's alright." Qin Chengcheng pushed the teacup over, her gaze falling on the array patterns on the table.
"Tell me, how did you break the fourth layer of mirror nesting?" She tapped her fingertip lightly, and the four basic array patterns rose into the air and rotated again, gleaming with a pale golden hue in the morning light.
Chen Yi held the teacup, organizing his thoughts: "It's like peeling a bamboo shoot, but the texture of each layer is different."
He dipped his finger in tea and drew three-dimensional coordinates on the table. "The spiritual pressure node of the third layer of array patterns is on this plane, but the fourth layer..." The water marks extended into three-dimensional arrows. "We need to use a divine sense needle to probe the virtual position on the vertical axis at the same time."
"Spatial imaging, so you're viewing the array's spiritual energy field as a multi-dimensional superposition? How did you achieve that?" Qin Chengcheng's eyes gleamed with excitement.
"More or less. But more like four-dimensional space calculations—"
Chen Yi suddenly fell silent, because Qin Chengcheng took out a recording jade slip and began to record, "Fairy, let's just communicate, don't leave any images."
"I promise I won't tell anyone," Qin Chengcheng tried to persuade him.
Chen Yi's gaze remained calm and unwavering; he would not continue speaking unless Qin Chengcheng put it away.
He didn't want this image-recording ball to get out, as it might cause all sorts of unknown trouble. He asked the fairy to swear that their exchange on formations today, and in the future, would not be shared with anyone.
Qin Chengcheng looked at Chen Yi with a half-smile: "I didn't even make you swear an oath, and you're already trying to control me!"
(End of this chapter)