manynovel Chapter 69 Old Celestial Master: Why does something feel off?
Chapter 69 Old Celestial Master: Why does something feel off?
Chapter 69 Old Celestial Master: Why does something feel off?
The back of Longhu Mountain is a remote, secluded forest near the outskirts of the mountain.
Two suspicious figures were seen hiding in the dense woods, furtively busy with something, as if they were doing something "unspeakable".
Longhu Mountain, a blessed land with a history of over a thousand years, is indeed uniquely blessed with a sense of "nothingness" between heaven and earth.
Even in this relatively remote and peripheral area, the soil is much denser than in ordinary places.
The air seemed to be filled with a fresh and vibrant scent, and even breathing felt cool and refreshing. The plants and trees appeared exceptionally lush and green.
At this moment, Lu Xiaobai's true form was suspended three feet above the ground, his body rising and falling slightly with the flow of energy from the magic array beneath his feet.
Lu Xiaobai's fingertips flickered with a faint light as he continuously drew profound runes in the void, precisely adding them to the key nodes of the large [Spirit Gathering Array] below, which covered a diameter of nearly seven meters.
These runes are not simple decorations, but rather sophisticated incantations for "purification" and "diversion".
Their function is to ensure that the energy of heaven and earth attracted by the magic array can be efficiently sorted and condensed, and that every bit of energy gathered here will not dissipate, but can be fully absorbed and utilized by another magic array that is about to be activated.
Although this behavior was somewhat like fleecing Longhu Mountain, Lu Xiaobai had a clear plan in mind.
This place has a rich cultural heritage, so his extraction volume doesn't have a significant impact.
Moreover, the operation of the magic array does not destroy the blessed land itself, but only symbolically "extracts" a portion of heaven and earth.
Once their situation is settled, the temporarily disrupted flow will naturally subside in a month or two.
not to mention----
Given his "good" relationship with the Old Celestial Master, and considering the old man's magnanimity and lofty ideals, this small "borrowing" should be something he—
Hmm—you won't mind, will you?
Lu Xiaobai muttered to himself, but his hands didn't stop moving at all.
"The peak value of magic gathering has reached the preset threshold!"
"All outer warning runes and defensive barriers have been deployed, and the energy circuits are operating stably without any abnormal interference!"
The intelligence chief's voice came from below.
He was carrying several precision detection instruments that were shimmering with a faint light, like the most meticulous quality inspector, shuttling between several key energy nodes at the edge of the magic circle to conduct final checks and confirmations.
Upon hearing the report, Lu Xiaobai, who was in mid-air, nodded slightly, his eyes focused.
Then, a thought struck him.
An incredibly thick book appeared out of nowhere in front of him.
The book was almost half the size of his body, and its entire body was a deep starry blue, with mysterious black patterns decorating the edges and cover, making it look ancient and mysterious.
It exudes a heavy, substantial feel, hovering quietly in the air. It is Lu Xiaobai's most important personal possession—the [Demon Envoy File].
This large book is by no means an ordinary martial arts manual.
It is the ultimate secret of alchemy, the pinnacle of magical technology, and even a special item born from the fusion of "scientific" concepts from another world.
Each page in the book is an independent "existence".
Some pages are vast databases, storing countless collected cultivation manuals, valuable information, experimental data, and illustrations of exotic beasts;
Some pages generate their own independent spaces.
Inside, there were all sorts of Lu Xiaobai's "possessions"—failed alchemical creations, dazzling magical herbs, precious metals gleaming with a cold metallic light, and so on.
A few pages also contain various magical and alchemical golems.
Although the puppet army suffered heavy losses in the last fierce conflict with the black magician, more than twenty relatively intact puppets were still sealed here, enough to deal with ordinary emergencies.
Of course, these functions are only a small part of the vast power of this "Demon Envoy Files".
Its true magic goes far beyond that.
Splash—
The pages of the book flipped rapidly under Lu Xiaobai's precise mental control, making a soft sound like the wind rustling through the treetops.
Finally, the turning stopped.
What appeared before him was a page that was completely different from the other pages in the book.
It was completely black, so deep it seemed to devour light.
The paper itself seems to be composed of solidified shadows, with no words or patterns on the surface, only a chilling sense of silence that seems to contain endless mysteries.
"Rip—"
A soft tearing sound rang out.
Without hesitation, Lu Xiaobai tore the black page from the book.
This page itself is a one-time-use magic array carrier that integrates countless mysteries of "truth" and "law".
At this moment, it carries the basic array prototype of a sixth-order [Super-Tier Magic] called [Lord of the Mysterious Mist], which Lu Xiaobai has carefully deduced and solidified.
With a flick of his finger, Lu Xiaobai sent the pitch-black page fluttering down with unparalleled precision, as if held by an invisible hand, finally landing on the core hub of the giant [Spirit Gathering Array] below.
Om-!
The moment the two made contact, a sudden change occurred!
Centered on the pitch-black pages, an invisible vortex suddenly accelerated its rotation!
The energy of heaven and earth, which had previously been gathered and organized by the [Spirit Gathering Array], seemed to be strongly attracted by the core, and its flow speed suddenly accelerated. The mist that was originally permeated in the air and was difficult to see with the naked eye became clearly visible at this moment.
Like iron filings attracted by a magnet, they gathered from all directions, from the trees, and from the crevices of the rocks, forming streams of energy that, though not violent, were exceptionally concentrated, and continuously poured into that seemingly tiny, pitch-black page!
The pages of the book are like a bottomless container, steadily absorbing this energy.
The black runes on it seemed to come alive, slowly flowing, and the complex, dizzying three-dimensional array patterns inside were gradually lit up and activated under the wash of energy!
The atmosphere of the dense forest behind the mountain seemed to become even more eerie, and an invisible pressure quietly spread out.
Meanwhile, at the Luotian Grand Ceremony venue on the front mountain of Longhu Mountain.
A deafening roar of contempt and scorn erupted from the stands, as a torrent of vile insults surged toward the only figure still standing on the field.
"Damn! This is just too shameless!"
"Zhang Chulan, you bastard! Are you kidding us?!"
"Despicable! Shameless! Vulgar!"
"Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!"
The shouts grew louder and louder, and the words "Shameless!" were shouted by countless people in unison, echoing through the sky.
Everyone was disgusted by Zhang Chulan's actions!
From the initial act of pretending to be the "inheritor of the Qi Body Source Flow" to sowing discord and reaping the benefits!
And then there was that last backstab attack that completely lacked any semblance of a strong person, which perfectly exemplified the word "shameless"!
And what about Zhang Chulan, who is at the center of the storm?
He listened to the deafening roar of curses, especially the uniform, sky-high chants of "Shameless!", but his face showed not a trace of shame or embarrassment. On the contrary—
The corners of his mouth curved upwards in a barely perceptible arc.
That expression was less about embarrassment and more about the nonchalance of someone who had succeeded in their scheme, even carrying a subtle sense of satisfaction that said, "The more you curse me, the better I feel."
He didn't even glance at his opponent on the ground, who was still unconscious after being tricked by him, and completely ignored the countless gazes from the audience that seemed to want to devour him alive.
It was as if those harsh insults and the label of "shameless" were merely a different kind of triumph song played for him.
Amidst a cacophony of curses, Zhang Chulan turned around with remarkable ease, casually slipped his hands back into his pockets, and strode confidently toward the contestants' tunnel, seemingly oblivious to everyone around him.
That figure, under the spotlight of countless angry gazes, appeared particularly glaring and shameless.
The old Celestial Master, seated in the main seat of the viewing platform, had a clear view of everything below.
He watched Zhang Chulan's "as if bathed in a spring breeze," "completely unconcerned," and even slightly "smug" demeanor amidst the deafening curses, and listened to the chorus of "shameless!" This time, he didn't even bother with a pretense of twitching at the corner of his mouth; instead, he let out a barely audible sigh.
This kid's reckless cleverness and his pragmatic approach of using any means to achieve his goals are exactly like his grandfather Zhang Huaiyi in his youth.
He's a carbon copy of Big Ear Thief!
It seems that some of my original plans will not go as smoothly as I had hoped.
Suddenly, the old master frowned slightly, as if his heartstrings had been touched by some extremely subtle disturbance.
He subconsciously tilted his head slightly, as if the sunlight were shining through the arena towards the dense forest behind the mountain.
There----
For a fleeting moment, it seemed as if the Qi of heaven and earth flowed...
Hmm—a very subtle and indescribable abnormal fluctuation has appeared?
"Strange, is it just my imagination? Or is it the natural flow of the mountains and forests—"
The old master muttered something under his breath, then his gaze unconsciously turned to a secluded corner of the audience where "Lu Xiaobai," dressed in a strange-looking uniform from the All-Knowing Company, stood.
"What's wrong, Master?"
Sitting next to him, Lu Jin keenly noticed the old master's subtle movements and whispers, and curiously turned his head to ask.
The old celestial master withdrew his gaze, his face regaining its usual calm and amiable smile, and stroked his long beard: "Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing."
"Perhaps it's because I'm getting old, my energy isn't what it used to be, and I easily become suspicious over the slightest thing. Watch the game, watch the game."
He casually brushed the topic aside.
Lu Jin had no suspicions, smiled and shook her head, turning her attention back to the competition.
The old master temporarily set aside the fleeting doubt in his mind, taking it as a normal change in the mountain stream, or perhaps just his own momentary sensitivity.
He never imagined that there were not one, but three, people named "Lu Xiaobai" on Mount Longhu.
The true location of his body is at the center of the quietly gathering Qi deep in the back mountain.