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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 5: [Seeking Immortality in the Eastern Sea]
Volume 5 (Pinyin): [Dong Hai xun xian]
Chapter 11 (448): [True Disciple of the Rice Palace]
(11th of Volume 5)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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The Three Great Zen Masters of Coffin Mountain were all disciples of Xu Fodu, representing the three most talented individuals from Coffin Mountain within the past sixty-year cycle.
Great Zen Master Yuzhen, stationed in Jiu Li City, had long been acquainted with Yang Qingxi and knew of her deep-seated feud with Li Weiyi, as well as the irreconcilable hatred between the Jiu Li Clan and the Sui Sect.
Thus, he genuinely believed that the Goddess before him was being controlled by Li Weiyi.
Moreover, Yang Qingxi was not only backed by Yang Shenjing but was also a disciple of the Hall Master of the Heaven Valley (Tianxia) Hall.
Therefore, while the other two Zen Masters were engaged in combat, Yuzhen remained still, carrying his blade on one shoulder and forming a hand seal with the other, communicating telepathically with Yang Qingxi to ascertain the situation.
"Sizzle!"
A stream of icy-blue Qi erupted from beneath Great Zen Master Xin Ku's feet, forming a misty ribbon that yanked him several dozen meters away.
Alas, the rescue came too late.
Great Zen Master Xin Ku had already been reduced to a charred, pitch-black corpse by the flames spewed from Water Beaver Immortal's cousin.
It was worth noting that Great Zen Master Xin Ku was a Seventh Heaven expert who had condensed a Dao Fruit, possessing first-rate life-saving and escape techniques.
In the Southern Territory, numerous Ninth Heaven experts of the Dao Seed Realm had attempted to kill him, yet he had always managed to escape unscathed.
Even with Li Weiyi's current cultivation level, it was impossible to immobilize such a figure and incinerate him in an instant, melting through all protective measures.
The one who intervened to rescue Great Zen Master Xin Ku was a figure radiating an ice-blue aura.
Taller than Great Zen Master Xin Ku, nearly three meters tall, the figure was bare-chested, with ice-blue veins and hair that formed a net-like pattern across his body. His eyes were as sharp as swords, and the Battle Technique Intent he unleashed shook every Martial-Mystic Cultivator present.
As he gazed at the charred corpse collapsing to the ground, his rage and killing intent coalesced into a palpable Cloud Mist.
Across from him, Crown Prince Ba, Water Beaver Immortal's cousin, burned with flames, his aura matching the ice-blue figure's in intensity.
Meanwhile, Huang Xu, who had been blasted underground, instantly used earth escape technique to escape.
He soon emerged from the shadows, accompanied by a three-meter-tall Rice Person radiating a scarlet aura.
The Crimson Rice Person bore a striking resemblance to the Ice-Blue Rice Person, yet their power and aura were fundamentally different.
Huang Xu, his mouth stained with blood and his abdomen throbbing with pain, glared at Li Weiyi standing atop the stone monument.
"This man was once the Divine Son of the Lingxiao Rice Sect," he snarled at the Crimson Rice Person, "but he betrayed the Divine Sect. He bears responsibility for the disastrous defeat in the Lingxiao Realm."
The Crimson Rice Person, his heart filled with malice, fixed his gaze on Li Weiyi.
"In any faction, traitors are the most detested. They must be executed!"
"I recall," Li Weiyi countered, glancing at Huang Xu, "at the Dead Spirit Market, you and Kong Xu both declared you had no intention of returning to the Divine Sect. What changed your mind?"
As Li Weiyi observed Huang Xu, he secretly assessed the identities of the two Rice People who had arrived.
From the Crimson Rice Person, he sensed the Spiritual Qi fluctuations characteristic of a Ninth Heaven Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator. The man's physical body was exceptionally strong, clearly not an ordinary opponent.
To Li Weiyi's right, Kong Xu stood thirty meters away, retracting his three Ninth-Rank Hundred-Character Artifact Flying Swords.
He no longer dared underestimate this junior, preparing for a serious confrontation.
Before this, Kong Xu and Huang Xu had regarded Li Weiyi with condescension, as if toying with a defenseless child.
But in just three moves, Li Weiyi had shattered their arrogance, leaving them with bitter regret.
It wasn't regret for opposing Li Weiyi.
But regret for not going all out when they first encountered him at the Dead Spirit Market.
Even at a great cost, they should have killed him then and there.
Such rapid growth would have terrified even a Great Power of the Immortal Realm.
Li Weiyi felt a sudden, intense sense of danger.
He summoned the Seven Little Ones to his side and formed a Combined Formation.
The entire wasteland was saturated with the overwhelming Spiritual Qi of numerous powerful experts.
The wind howled relentlessly, and the atmosphere was thick with murderous intent.
A fine, continuous rain began to fall, its soft patter audible through the air.
Water vapor rose from the ground, illuminated by the radiant Spiritual Qi, resembling countless shimmering threads connecting heaven and earth.
"This is Qiongji Daozi's Dao Heart Manifestation, Grain Rain Cleansing Dust," Yang Qingxi said, her face grave.
She felt a suffocating pressure, unable to discern the location of their formidable enemy.
Qiongji Daozi was the First Divine Son of the Twin Rice Sect, his combat prowess far surpassing that of Huang Xu and Kong Xu.
Yao Qingxuan had once remarked that, among all those below the Immortal Realm, Qiongji Daozi's combat strength ranked within the top ten in the world.
Even the Clan Head of the Zuoqiu Sect had fallen before him.
The top experts of each province, who had dominated their respective Sixty-Year Cycles, were even less of a match.
Sensing something, Li Weiyi looked up.
There, suspended high in the sky, Qiongji Daozi hovered amidst swirling black clouds.
His azure figure, no larger than a grain of rice, radiated an energy field that swept across dozens of miles.
Li Weiyi's gaze remained steady.
He had faced Qiongji Daozi even when he had first entered the Dao Seed Realm, and now, with his cultivation greatly advanced, he no longer felt like a mortal gazing at the heavens.
Qiongji Daozi's calm voice echoed across the battlefield: "Our Master valued you so highly, yet you betrayed the Divine Sect. How can you face her now?"
Li Weiyi stood tall, his voice ringing with conviction: "I have always respected Hall Master An. Through her, I saw another side of the Rice People."
Water Beaver Immortal, standing beside Crown Prince Ba, shouted to the assembled Rice People warriors: "My cousin is Crown Prince Ba, the sixth-ranked expert under Princess Dengfeng. If you know what's good for you, you'll retreat now. Angering him will have dire consequences. Though he's a vegetarian, his combat prowess is not to be underestimated!"
Having been branded with the Beast Scriptures and the Death Spirit Fire, Water Beaver Immortal had no choice but to protect Li Weiyi.
Crown Prince Ba rose to his full height, circles of Spiritual Qi rippling outward from his feet.
"Lord Lan has fallen, and the Crimson Wind Monarch is dead. Yu Prefecture now belongs to the Eastern Sea Monster Clan. How dare you Rice People gather here in such numbers? You've crossed the line!"
Qiongji Daozi descended from the sky, landing ten zhang above the ground. His green robes billowed like clouds, and a rice grain-shaped crystal gleamed between his brows, radiating the aura of a powerful cultivator.
"Yu Prefecture is now unclaimed, free for anyone to take. Your Eastern Sea Monster Clan has claimed far too much territory!"
Li Weiyi scanned the darkness, sensing an unnatural confidence in Qiongji Daozi's demeanor.
After all, the Twin Rice Sect had suffered a crushing defeat in the Lingxiao Realm, fleeing to the Nether Realm of the Dead.
The Eastern Sea Monster Clan's power far surpassed that of the Human Clan in the Lingxiao Realm.
What gave the Twin Rice Sect the audacity to confront them head-on, acting as if they were about to seize territory?
Where did this confidence come from?
Crown Prince Ba raised his head, his gaze indifferent.
"You Rice People have become like stray dogs, yet you still dare to act so arrogant. It seems you need a lesson."
A sound like roaring flames erupted from within his body.
Flames erupted from within, rapidly expanding his body until he stood seven or eight meters tall, his form resembling a small mountain.
The Water Beaver Immortal hadn't been exaggerating. Crown Prince Ba was indeed one of the Eastern Sea Monster Clan's most formidable young elites, his cultivation equivalent to the Ninth Heaven of the Human Dao Seed Realm.
Li Weiyi retreated to Yu'er's side, sensing the complexity of the situation.
Powerful figures occasionally flashed through the darkness - demons, humans, and departed spirits alike.
No matter what, he couldn't allow Yu'er's identity to be exposed.
This could invite great calamity.
"One... Body... Two... Lives..."
A melodious voice drifted from the west.
With each word, Li Weiyi, Water Beaver Immortal, and Crown Prince Ba felt their eardrums ache, and the ground trembled violently.
Yang Qingxi and Yang Qingchan, whose cultivation was weaker, were directly knocked to the ground by the sonic Dao Technique.
The entire western horizon blazed with light, as if the sun had fallen to earth.
Within this radiant sphere, a young man strode forward, his fingers forming a Finger Seal, each step spanning rivers and mountains.
"Ten... Thousand... Rice... Stalks... Share... One... Root..."
Another domineering voice thundered from the east, stirring up sand and stone.
Endless darkness surged forth, filled with swirling dust.
Light and darkness split the heavens and earth.
The ever-fearless Water Beaver Immortal's expression twisted with alarm.
"What's happening? Have they deployed two Great Powers of the Immortal Realm? Cousin, where are our demons?"
"They're not from the Immortal Realm," Crown Prince Ba replied, his voice heavy with dread as he realized the gravity of the situation.
Huang Xu, Kong Xu, Great Zen Master Yuzhen, the Ice-Blue Rice Person, and the Crimson Rice Person all bowed in unison to the two figures standing amidst the light and darkness.
Qiongji Daozi was no exception, despite his reluctance.
"Welcome, Heavenly Son True Disciples of the Rice Palace, to the East Sea," a melodious female voice echoed from a hundred miles away.
"But even the mightiest dragon cannot suppress the local serpent. If the Eastern Sea Monster Clan refuses to allow the Rice Palace to help the Lingxiao Rice Sect establish a Rice Realm in the Nether Realm of the Dead, then even if the realm is created, it will never know peace."
Within the time it took to speak these words, the woman's voice had already traveled fifty miles closer.
"If the Eastern Sea Monster Clan and the Lingxiao Human Clan join forces, this so-called Rice Realm will surely be reduced to ashes."
The radiant light emanating from Princess Dengfeng had already reached the desolate plains.
A massive, jellyfish-shaped cloud of white light appeared in the sky.
Within the cloud, luminous tendrils like lanterns pierced through the darkness, descending to within ten miles.
Her aura was overwhelming, her Dao Heart Manifestation clashing with the two Heavenly Son True Disciples of the Rice Palace, yet she held her own without faltering.
"Boom!"
A thunderous roar shook the heavens and earth as their Spiritual Qi collided.
The powerful demons of the Eastern Sea followed closely behind, gathering beneath the jellyfish cloud.
Among the demon lords, Li Weiyi spotted a human figure. It was the young expert being hunted by Yao Qian in the East Sea - likely Fu Wenyan, the Young Celestial Emperor of the Calamity Crossing Temple.
"So they're True Disciples of the Rice Palace! This is terrifying. The True Disciples of the Ancient Sects all possess terrifying combat prowess and hold higher status than many Immortal Realm Great Powers. Why would they come to the East Sea?" the Water Beaver Immortal exclaimed.
Crown Prince Ba said calmly, "The Twin Rice Sect of the Lingxiao Realm suffered a crushing defeat. How could the Rice Palace possibly let such an opportunity to conquer them slip through their fingers?"
The Rice Palace was the sovereign of the Canghai Rice Realm and the supreme holy land for all Rice People factions across Yingzhou.
The two True Disciples, Sheng Wulian and Si Wuyan, had inherited the mantle of the Martial-Mystic Dao Heavenly Emperor and represented the Rice Palace as they traveled the world.
They could stand on equal footing with even Great Immortal Realm experts and Transcendents.
Standing in the radiant light, Sheng Wulian's voice echoed with ethereal grandeur: "Since Princess Dengfeng has personally intervened, we will withdraw for today. Any further conflict would only benefit the Dead Spirits in the city, Prince Mingjiao, and the Lingxiao Human Clan."
Si Wuyan added, "We will settle this in Old Yu Prefecture City. The Rice Palace will claim this prize! Whoever dares to contest us will die."
The Rice People experts retreated like a receding tide.
As Huang Xu and Kong Xu departed, they cast deep, lingering glances at Li Weiyi.
Neither Qiongji Daozi nor Great Zen Master Yuzhen revealed Li Weiyi's secret to the Rice Palace's powerful envoys.
Princess Dengfeng stood on the ground, projecting a phantom-like white-robed figure with long, jet-black hair, as graceful as a painting.
Having cultivated the Human Race's cultivation methods, she could only assume human form upon reaching the Immortal Realm.
For now, she could only manifest a human-shaped avatar.
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END OF CHAPTER
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