Inside the wooden house, the older cultivator had intended to visit a friend, but when he opened the door and saw the sign, he was furious. He recognized the Little Food Saint and did not want to provoke him, so he turned and left.
"Coward, next." The Little Food Saint was disdainful.
The older cultivator was furious. His cultivation was higher than the Little Food Saint's, but he did not want to provoke him. It was not because he was afraid, but because this kid was the son of the Little Food Saint. His status was too high, and it would be bad if he won, but it would be embarrassing if he lost.
"Stop right there," the older cultivator reprimanded.
The Little Food Saint sneered, "You have a problem with that?"
"I originally wanted to ignore you out of respect for Senior Food Saint, but since you're so arrogant, I'll teach you a lesson. That way, I won't disgrace the Sanctification Bloodline," the older cultivator shouted.
In the distance, Lu Yin heard it and was surprised. This person was from the Sanctification Bloodline?
"The Sanctification Bloodline?
Sure, let's play. "The Little Food Saint was excited.
Soon, the older cultivator's arm was shattered, and fresh blood dripped onto the ground as he looked at the Little Food Saint in shock.
He had long heard that the Little Food Saint was strong, and that everyone from the Sanctification Bloodline was the same. He did not care since his cultivation was higher than this kid's, but he did not expect that he would not be able to resist at all.
"Coward, next."
The Little Food Saint began to provoke and blocked the wooden house. He even lengthened the sign so that the entire Levitating Island could see it, directly provoking everyone.
Lu Yin finally had some peace, but a few days later, the Levitating Island became quite lively. Jiang Xiaodao, Luo Zang, Mu Mu, Xu Ji, and the rest all took action, not against the Little Food Saint, but against the older cultivators. They did not just compete in arm wrestling, but also in archery. Xu Ji competed in the control of the Void Spirit Force, and so on.
He did not know how things had turned out this way.
The older generation of cultivators were not simple. To be able to form a relationship with the Lost Clan and obtain a card, they were not ordinary people. Now, it was no longer a matter of the Little Food Saint's provocation. It had evolved into a situation where two generations of cultivators were competing.
Lu Yin did not participate. He recalled what Xu Wuji had instructed him to contact the Lost Clan and ask to see Xiaofang.
The Lost Clan member was at a loss. Xiaofang?
Lu Yin repeatedly mentioned that Xiaofang was definitely a senior expert of the Lost Clan, but the Lost Clan member to no avail........
"Xiaofang?
Did Ultimate Void send you here? "Zhi Bing had a strange look in his eyes.
Lu Yin felt helpless. He knew that the name 'Xiaofang' didn't sound right, and Xu Wuji's expression at the time had probably been problematic as well. However, that had nothing to do with him. "Yes, the Manor Head asked me to bring the item to Xiaofang."
"What is it?" Zhi Bing asked.
Lu Yin shrugged. "The Master said that I had to personally hand it over to Xiaofang."
Zhi Bing shook his head, "Alright, if you want to see her, I'll bring you to her. However, her name is not Little Fang. In the entire Six Directions Sect, only Xu Wuji would call her Little Fang. Her name is Fang Yi, an elder of our Lost Clan."
Not long after, Lu Yin met the Little Fang that Xu Wuji had mentioned.
She was a very young woman, but she only looked young. After all, she was of the same generation as Void Ji.
Zhi Bing left, but before he left, he reminded Lu Yin not to call her Xiaofang.
"Junior Xuan Qi greets senior Fangyi." Lu Yin respectfully said.
Fang Yi grunted and looked at Lu Yin, "Did Xu Wuji send you?"
Lu Yin replied, "Yes."
"Repeat what he said without missing a single word, not a single word can be wrong." Fang Yi said with a cold face.
Lu Yin blinked. "The Master's original words were that I have to personally hand this box over to Fang Yi.
If I can't see her, I have to bring it back. Don't let anyone see it, and you're not allowed to see it either. "
Fang Yi stared at Lu Yin. "That's what he said?"
Lu Yin nodded. "Not a single word wrong."
Fang Yi's expression improved. "Give me the box."
Lu Yin hurriedly handed it over to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi took it and paused for a moment. "Have you seen it?"
"Absolutely not," Lu Yin assured her.
Fang Yi glanced at Lu Yin and did not ask any more questions.
"Since I've brought the box, I'll take my leave."
Lu Yin was about to leave, but Fang Yi asked him to wait. She casually opened the box in front of Lu Yin and took a look inside. Her expression immediately changed, becoming rather ugly.
Lu Yin knew that something was wrong. Xu Wuji must have put something in there to cause this woman's expression to change.
Fang Yi gasped for breath, her expression constantly changing. Anger, embarrassment, exasperation, all kinds of emotions were vividly displayed on her face.
Lu Yin really wanted to leave, but he did not dare to speak.
After a while, Fang Yi recovered and put the box away. She took a deep breath and looked at Lu Yin. "Wait a moment, I also have something to give to Xu Wuji. Help me bring it over." She then turned and left.
Lu Yin really wanted to know what was inside the box that could cause Fang Yi, a Half-Ancestor, to lose control of her emotions.
After a full two hours, Fang Yi returned and handed the same box to Lu Yin. She stared at him. "Give it to Xu Wuji. Don't open it and don't give it to anyone else. You have to personally hand it over to him."
Lu Yin nodded. "I understand. Senior, don't worry."
Fang Yi repeated, "You have to personally hand it over to Xu Wuji. You can't let anyone else open it. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences."
Lu Yin's face twitched. "I understand."
Fang Yi grunted, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face. "After you give the box to Ji Xu Wuji, you should stay away from him. Don't suffer any unnecessary calamities. Of course, I'm the one who told you this, so don't tell Ji Xu Wuji.
As soon as she said this, Lu Yin looked at the box and suddenly felt like his hand was burning. There shouldn't be any problems inside, right?
He quickly put it away and left.
After seeing Zhi Bing, Lu Yin curiously asked about the relationship between Xu Wuji and Fang Yi.
Zhi Bing's expression was strange, but he did not say anything. He told Lu Yin not to ask too much and left after sending him back to Levitating Island.
Lu Yin touched his cosmic ring. He wanted to open it, but his rationality told him not to.
He regretted it. He should have seen what was inside the box that Xu Wuji had given Fang Yi. At least it was not dangerous.
Just as he was about to return to the wooden house, he saw the Little Food Saint sitting at the door. Lu Yin turned and left. He did not want to get involved with this guy.
Since he could not return to the wooden house, Lu Yin found a secluded place to sit. There was no one around, and unless someone searched the entire island, they would not find him.
He decided to stay here until the arrival of the first three periods. It was quiet.
Today's moon was especially round.
Lu Yin was lost in thought as he looked at the moonlight. Unknowingly, he was completely immersed in it. He did not even realize that the moonlight that enveloped him was like a blade that covered him from top to bottom. The moonlight was like water, and the blade was like light. Lu Yin maintained his posture as he looked at the moonlight, forgetting everything else.
Suddenly, a blade appeared in front of him. Slash!
Lu Yin was shocked. Where did this blade come from?
He wanted to dodge, but his body could not move. He could not move at all.
As the blade approached him, he tried to cast a spell.
He tried to use the power in his heart to use the Inverse Step, to see through space, to move the lines, but he could not do anything. He could only watch as the blade descended from above his head, about to cut him in half.
Lu Yin had never felt such despair before, even more so than when he had been on Driftcharge Planet. Back then, he had been able to move, but now, he could only watch as the blade descended. He had a body full of power, but there was nothing he could do. There were slippers and bone spurs in his cosmic ring, but he could not take them out.
He could not accept this. He wanted to resist. Move, move, move!
He could not move. The blade descended, and his head felt cold. Lu Yin was stunned. Was he going to die?
The next moment, the blade disappeared. He stared blankly in front of him and tried to move his fingers. He could move, and he could feel it. Was he not dead?
Suddenly, the blade appeared again. This time, it slashed out horizontally.
Lu Yin was shocked. Again?
He still could not move, and he could only watch as the blade slashed out again and again, coming from every direction and every corner. There were a total of eighty slashes, and Lu Yin could not dodge from the first one. The following slashes were even more impossible to dodge. He simply stopped trying and watched as the blade swept past him. It felt like it had cut through his body, but it also felt like it had not.
Was he going to be cut into a thousand pieces?
Where had the blade come from?
Who was attacking him?
His domain, spiritual force, rune lines, and all of his power could not be released. At this moment, Lu Yin was as powerless as a baby.
In front of him, the blade descended again. The eighty-first slash was a frontal slash from top to bottom. It was the same as the first slash, but there was something more to it that Lu Yin could not explain.
As the blade descended, the void collapsed, and Lu Yin took several steps back. He could move now, but he subconsciously avoided his original spot. He looked around, but there was nothing. Was this where he had just sat?
Someone had clearly slashed out eighty-one times, but his surroundings had not changed at all. The dew, the moonlight, the grass, nothing had changed.
Was that an illusion?
Lu Yin's eyes flickered, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. It had not been an illusion. He was a powerhouse who could compete with a Progenitor, so how could he not be able to differentiate between an illusion and reality? But what had just happened?
He had indeed been slashed by eighty-one slashes. Who was it?
It was definitely an unimaginable powerhouse, and he had not been able to sense anything at all. If that person had really wanted to kill him, then he would have been cut to pieces.
Lu Yin's entire body went cold, as if he had died once.
At that moment, the void gathered where he had just sat, and a palm-sized blade appeared in front of his eyes. It was a very small blade that floated in the air.
Lu Yin stared at it in a daze. He remembered that this was the same blade that had slashed him eighty-one times, and it was exactly the same.
He looked around again and bowed. "Junior Xuan Qi. If I have disturbed you, please do not blame me."
No one answered.
Lu Yin shouted again and then tried to release his domain to envelop his surroundings before expanding it further. Even after reaching out to the people who had participated in the previous three sections, he still couldn't find anyone in the vicinity. He couldn't find the person who had attacked him.
It had to be a Progenitor, and a powerhouse among powerhouses.
Lu Yin took a deep breath and slowly approached the palm-sized blade, but it did not respond.
Lu Yin reached out and grabbed the blade.
The moment he touched the blade, he felt a bloodline connection, and the scene of him being slashed eighty-one times flashed through his mind. He looked at the blade in his hand in shock. It was a blade, but it was not a blade. This blade contained the strength of the eighty-one slashes, or rather, the eighty-one slashes that had formed this blade.