“Sorry, Brother Di, I ……” Lan Ru took the initiative to apologize to Di Jiu. Knowing that it was Fu Bu Ri who made a move against Di Jiu’s daoist partner, how could Lan Ru not know that Zhen Man had made an effort? If it wasn’t for her, Zhen Man would never have had access to Fu Bu Ri.
Di Jiu waved his hand, “It’s none of your business.”
After saying that, Di Jiu took out a ring and handed it to the skinny male cultivator who had come forward to provide information, “There are some things in this ring, if there’s anything else you need, you talk to Sister Lan Ru next.”
Almost as soon as this action was done, Di Jiu was already taking a step into the depths of the Infinite Palace.
This skinny cultivator took the ring, his divine thoughts casually swept it, when he saw clearly what was in the ring, his hands had trembled, he hurriedly put the ring away and bowed to Di Jiu, “Many thanks senior.”
He had never dreamed that he would have such a generous reward for just providing a piece of information.
After Di Jiu left, the cultivators who had come to the Immeasurable Palace then breathed a sigh of relief. Fu Bu Ri had been killed by Di Jiu in public, and although everyone knew that there were large piles of good things in the Limitless Palace, no one really dared to enter the Limitless Palace like Di Jiu did.
The Immeasurable Palace had a deep heritage and was rumoured to have produced a Third Step powerhouse. Even if the Fu Bu Ri had been killed, who knew if there were other strong people in the Immeasurable Palace?
The cultivators who came here were basically all the sect heads of the major sects, or one of the powers. It was only because Fu Bu Bu Ri had crossed into the Harmonious Dao that everyone came here to offer gifts. Now that Fu Bu Ri had been killed, all the things said before were meaningless. Many cultivators who did not want to be nosy began to leave the Immeasurable Palace.
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At this moment, Di Jiu had already arrived at the cave where Fu Bu Ri had trapped Nong Xiu Qi, and at this moment, the cultivators guarding the outside had already fled. Even some of the cultivators from the Immeasurable Palace had fled quietly. Di Jiu was not in the mood to bother about others, he was most worried that he would be just like Fu Bu Bu Ri and would not be able to open Nong Xiu Qi’s world.
After a cultivator crossed into the third step, he could open his own world, something Di Jiu had heard of. It was just that Nong Xiuqi was only at the Dao-shaping realm, how could she open her world and even enter it, Di Jiu just couldn’t figure it out.
At this moment, Di Jiu’s divine thoughts had already examined the whole space carefully, the spatial rules had not changed half a bit, he couldn’t find a single difference at all.
This made Di Jiu’s heart a little frightened, he was worried that he would not be able to find the space where Nong Xiuqi was hiding as well.
He tried to calm himself down, and then began to sense every basic law here. Even if he had already felt the basic laws, Di Jiu still felt them all over again.
At the same time, he kept running the Rule Circumference, trying to communicate the spatial rules that were slightly similar to his Rule Circumference. Nong Xiuqi was practising his Rule Circumference, and at that time his rule technique was not perfect, so it was reasonable to say that there should be some traces of Nong Xiuqi’s practice. Di Jiu believed that if he was patient, he could definitely find some traces of it.
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Ling Xiaoxiang suddenly stood up, she had finally broken through to the middle stage of Hedao.
From the moment she entered the Sacred Yang Pearl and rushed into the chaotic magma, she had a feeling that her entire body was going to be burned away. The Chaotic Yang Qi in the Sacred Yang Pearl and the Heaven Opening Breath in the Chaotic Magma caused the accumulation of Chaotic Yuan Qi in her sea of consciousness and chakras to rise wildly. This accumulation, which was not transformed into cultivation in a short period of time, or could really burn her away.
Fortunately, when she rushed out of the Sacred Sun Pearl, there was no longer any Chaos Magma outside, and the Seven Wheel King Qianfu Yan was also not there. At the moment, she did not even have the chance to find a safe place to retreat, so she closed in place to refine the chaos breath she had absorbed.
It wasn’t until she broke into the middle stage of Hedao that the burning sensation of the Chaos Breath dissipated.
Ling Xiaoxiang stepped out of the humble retreat, and her divine thoughts swept out, and she was then surprised to find that her divine thoughts were much stronger than they had been at the early stage of Dao Harmony. This was definitely not just caused by crossing into the middle stage of the Harmonious Dao, but because there was a qualitative change in her foundation. This change was definitely related to the Chaos Magma.
It was just that soon Ling Xiaoxiang realised that something was not right, there was still a grey area everywhere. There didn’t seem to be any difference than the land of the seven rounds she had entered before. It was just that the ground was littered with debris, as if many broken porcelain plates had been laid up.
Was this still the Land of the Seven Wheels?
Immediately afterwards, Ling Xiaoxiang was surprised, knowing that Di Jiu had come to her rescue before she rushed into the Chaos Magma. No matter what, she had to find Di Jiu in the Land of the Seven Wheels.
From the moment she entered the Chaos Magma and saw that flash of greenish blade, she knew what she wanted. Perhaps, at that moment, she had truly matured.
The creaking sound of her feet stepping on debris almost made Ling Xiaoxiang suspect that she had entered the abandoned kiln factory. Her thoughts went back to a time long ago, when she was very young and there was an abandoned kiln factory right outside her house. Her favourite thing was to walk on the abandoned kiln, at that time, the sound of broken porcelain tiles crunching under her feet.
What she enjoyed most was the sound that seemed to be like stepping on snow, walking alone amidst the broken tiles. Until one day, the Master saw her and took her away.
Since then, she had never walked on that ground of broken tiles or heard that creaking sound again.
Ling Xiaoxiang was lost in memories. If she could find Di Jiu and walk slowly with him on the broken tiles, slowly listening to the creaking sound, perhaps that was the peace she really needed.
An abrupt figure appeared in Ling Xiaoxiang’s divine thoughts, causing Ling Xiaoxiang, who was immersed in her fantasy, to suddenly wake up.
It was a tall figure, and then Ling Xiaoxiang was certain that it was definitely not a cultivator from the Land of the Seven Reincarnations. No cultivator from the Land of the Seven Wheels, not even the Seven Wheel King Qianfu Yan or You Yan, had such a solid body and divine thoughts.
It was because as her divine thoughts swept into the figure, the figure also swept into her, and that divine thought was almost as substantial, not much weaker than hers.
Ling Xiaoxiang stopped, she had clearly understood that this was not the Land of the Seven Wheels. The Land of the Seven Wheels carried an insidiously cold aura, whereas here the colours and terrain looked similar, but were in fact very different. Not only was there no yin and cold before, even the rules of heaven and earth were completely different.
The rules of heaven and earth in the Land of the Seven Wheels were incomplete, and the rules of heaven and earth here were even more complete than in the Sacred Dao Realm.
The figure in the divine thought also stopped, his gaze was looking towards Ling Xiaoshang’s side, and then slowly walked towards Ling Xiaoshang’s side. Ling Xiaoxiang did not move, she knew that if she did, the other party would probably speed up and vanish. Ling Xiaoxiang also wanted to know where this was.
Her most pressing concern was to hurry back to the Land of the Seven Wheels and go see Di Jiu.
With her current strength, she believed that if she faced the Seven Wheel King again, she would not be afraid in the slightest.
Although she didn’t leave, Ling Xiaoxiang didn’t intentionally move over either, as she bent down and picked up a piece of broken rubble.
A faint trace of Dao rhythm was caught by Ling Xiaoxiang, and Ling Xiaoxiang felt her scalp tingle. This was no broken rubble, this was definitely a fragment of an extremely fine divine weapon.
Ling Xiaoxiang bent down again and grabbed a handful of fragments.
In just a moment, she was certain that the rubble fragments spread beneath her feet were all fragments of extremely high grade divine weapons and upper grade divine weapons. Very high quality divine artefacts were predominant, and upper quality divine artefacts were few. Because of the time that had pa*sed, the fragments of this magic treasure were eroded by endless Dao rhythms, and with the slightest force, they would crack in half again.
Ling Xiaoshen drew in a cold breath as she had a bad feeling. The best thing she had on her was the Sacred Yang Pearl, which was most likely an innate magic treasure. But apart from the Sacred Sun Pearl, she didn’t have any extremely fine divine weapons either. Instead, underneath her feet, there were fragments of extremely high-quality divine weapons everywhere. How many extremely fine divine artefacts must have shattered here?
At this moment, that cultivator had already walked in front of Ling Xiaoshuang, and he was standing only ten or so feet away from her, not moving as he looked at Ling Xiaoshuang.
Ling Xiaoxiang suppressed the shock in her heart and took the initiative to clasp her fist, “This fellow Daoist please, may I ask where this is?”