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Chapter 354 Coercion
Chapter 354 Coercion
Chen Yi's "vision" pierced through the cave and landed in the void hundreds of miles outside the mountain gate.
There, two figures sit cross-legged year-round.
A monk and a Taoist priest.
The monk had a dignified appearance and an inner aura of Buddha; he was none other than Master Xuangang of Vajra Temple.
The Taoist priest was dressed in fine clothes and exuded a calm and composed aura; he was Ji Mingyuan from the second branch of the Ji family.
Both of them possessed the cultivation level of the mid-Nascent Soul stage, and like two guardian deities, they remained firmly rooted to the spot, day in and day out for six years.
Chen Yi had been hiding in his cave, spending his time cultivating and making deductions.
Now, his skill in perceiving the world has improved even further.
He still couldn't catch any trace of the legendary Nascent Soul master at Vajra Temple; the cause and effect of such an existence had long since transcended the scope of his comprehension.
However, we can already roughly grasp the movements of Ji Yinglong, Xuan Gang, Ji Mingyuan, and the causal connections related to them.
He was waiting for an opportunity.
An opportunity to temporarily break through this impenetrable blockade.
three.
He silently recited a number in his mind.
Three years later, the Black Mountain Secret Realm will reopen.
He has to go.
And now, the opportunity he had been waiting for so long, the only loose thread in the web of cause and effect, has finally appeared.
Chen Yi decided to take a risk.
He gently patted the beauty in his arms.
Ning Bu'er let out a soft, cat-like whimper and opened her hazy eyes.
"woke up?"
"Um.
""
Chen Yi's eyes were deep, revealing a determination within them.
half a month later.
Outside the protective array of Qingyun Cave Heaven, a violent ripple suddenly appeared in the space.
An incomparably powerful spiritual pressure, carrying supreme majesty, descended with a thunderous roar.
A voice pierced through the fourth-order grand formation and rang out clearly within the cave, carrying an undeniable air of authority.
"My friend Xuanyin, I, Ji, have come to visit again. I humbly request an audience."
It is Ji Yinglong.
The Ji family patriarch, who had not received a reply for many years, came uninvited again.
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Xuan Yin's fingertips unconsciously caressed the cuffs of her sleeves, where she had pinched the fabric into fine wrinkles.
She knew very well that if she completely broke ties with Ji Yinglong at this point, her chances of winning would be extremely slim.
What made her even more uneasy was the unfathomable depth of the Ji family's resources.
This behemoth has stood for thousands of years, and it is by no means supported by Ji Yinglong alone.
In the depths of those secret realms controlled by the Ji family and possessing the destiny of heaven and earth, no one can guarantee whether there are old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage who have long since disappeared lurking there.
Those beings, as long as they have a breath left, are a deterrent enough to turn the tide of events.
The Fairy of Mysterious Yin frowned, her eyes filled with worry that was almost overflowing.
Chen Yi turned his head to look at her, his expression still as calm as a stagnant pool.
He slowly walked to Xuan Yin's side, lowered his voice, and secretly plotted with her in that small space.
Chen Yi's words were extremely brief, each word precisely hitting the key points of the plan.
After he explained the details of what Xuan Yin needed to do next, Xuan Yin was slightly surprised, but still nodded in agreement.
After that, Chen Yi turned and headed towards the cave exit.
For seven years, more than two thousand five hundred days and nights, Chen Yi remained hidden in this cave.
He was like a stubborn rock sunk to the bottom of the sea, never taking a single step forward despite the storms and waves.
Master Xuangang of the Vajra Temple, who was stationed hundreds of miles away from Qingyun Cave, and Ji Mingyuan of the Ji family, had long since exhausted their patience.
Ji Mingyuan had tried various methods, but he was still unable to lure Chen Yi out of Qingyun Cave.
Master Xuangang waited patiently, never leaving his side.
Ji Yinglong stood with his hands behind his back on the cloud, looking down at the mountains below, a mocking smile on his lips.
In his eyes, Chen Yi was nothing more than a cowardly turtle, a timid mouse who only dared to hide in his shell and eke out a living.
When the familiar figure in the green robe finally came into view, Ji Yinglong raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
After hiding for so many years, this turtle has finally decided to come out.
Ji Yinglong's voice descended from the sky, carrying an undeniable authority.
"Boy, it's you? Where is your Xuan Yin Fairy from Qingyun Cave Heaven? I'm looking for her."
Chen Yi stood in the void, his robes fluttering in the mountain wind.
He raised his head, meeting that sharp gaze, and a faint smile curved his lips.
"What business does the Ji family patriarch have with my fairy? She is currently in a critical period of seclusion to heal her injuries, and her divine sense is severely damaged, so she is temporarily unable to come out to greet guests."
Damage to the divine sense?
It must be because it was poisoned by his Yin-Yang Dragon-Snake Transformation Poison, making it unable to cultivate, and thus it yearned for him while suppressing its soul.
Ji Yinglong snorted inwardly; this was exactly as he had predicted.
"It's alright."
Ji Yinglong took a step forward, causing the void to tremble.
"I have come here today to resolve the problem of your fairy's spiritual disturbance. If I can enter and communicate with Fairy Xuan Yin, her physical health will naturally be restored, and she may even be able to make further progress in her cultivation."
His tone was calm, yet it carried a suffocatingly domineering air.
"Release the formation of the cave and let me in."
Before he finished speaking, a massive surge of magical power swept out from Ji Yinglong's body.
The pressure from the peak Nascent Soul stage instantly enveloped an area of a hundred miles.
Chen Yi felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him become viscous like water in an instant, and every inch of his skin was bearing an immense weight.
The air seemed to have been sucked out, making even breathing extremely difficult.
This level of suppression is enough to cause the spine of an ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to shatter and their soul to tremble.
However, Chen Yi stood motionless in the center of that viscous airflow.
His divine sense had already been tempered to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and his sea of consciousness was as solid as a rock.
More importantly, the Thunder Spirit Body Refinement Technique within his body has reached the mid-stage of the fourth rank.
Subtle arcs of lightning traveled beneath the skin, dissolving the oppressive feeling one by one.
He stood there quietly, like a divine sword stuck in raging waves, unmoved by the rolling thunder.
Chen Yi spoke again, his voice clear and bright, piercing through the layers of oppressive power.
"Senior Ji, you jest. My Fairy Xuan Yin does not wish to see you for the time being. Please leave, Senior Ji."
After saying that, he didn't even bother to look at the other person again, and turned around to fly towards the cave.
This disregard infuriated Ji Yinglong even more than any verbal rebuttal.
Ji Yinglong narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing in his pupils.
He realized he had underestimated the young man.
Chen Yi's composure when he broke through the suppression of magical power was by no means luck.
"So he has broken through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage. No wonder he has some confidence."
Ji Yinglong sneered, his voice carrying a chilling undertone.
"However, before me, whether one is in the early or middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm, it makes no difference."
He did not immediately launch a full-scale attack, but stopped, his tone turning into an unsettling calm.
"I have no ill intentions in coming here today, and I will certainly not bear the reputation of bullying juniors."
"Alright then, let my Mingyuan have a proper talk with you, while I will personally go and invite Fairy Xuanyin."
As Ji Yinglong finished speaking, a golden beam of light sped in from hundreds of miles away.
Ji Mingyuan's figure appeared in the air, accompanied by a burst of wild laughter.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, I haven't yet congratulated you on advancing to the mid-Nascent Soul stage."
Ji Mingyuan stopped a few feet away from Chen Yi, his eyes flashing with a sinister light.
"Now that things have changed, we're on the same level, so let's get to know each other better."
As he spoke, he observed Chen Yi's expression, trying to find a flaw in that calm face.
"Come, come, look who I've invited over!"
Ji Mingyuan turned to the side and pointed to the distant clouds.
"Your old flame, Fairy Qingyue of the Star Moon Sect. You must not have seen her for many years, and you probably have a lot to say to her, right?"
Three hundred miles away, a figure in pure white appeared and disappeared, clearly having his cultivation suppressed.
"Let's go over there to catch up, and leave this place for our ancestor and Senior Xuan Yin to talk, shall we?"
Chen Yi's pupils suddenly contracted.
His gaze passed over Ji Mingyuan and fixed intently on that direction.
A chilling killing intent stirred within his previously calm mind, an intent as sharp as a needle.
Over the past few years, Ji Mingyuan has used every means at his disposal to force him to show himself.
They used coercion, bribery, and insults, even resorting to the power of the Ji family to purge the forces surrounding Qingyun Cave.
But Chen Yi remained as still as a stone Buddha in meditation, neither listening nor asking questions.
Now, they've actually set their sights on the Star Moon Sect.
Moonlit Autumn.
The woman who once cultivated with him and helped him in his cultivation, who had sheltered him when he was weak, has now become a bargaining chip in his hands.
Chen Yi's fingers clenched tightly inside his sleeve, his nails digging deep into his palm.
He was well aware of Ji Mingyuan's scheme.
As long as he steps outside the protective area of this cave, as long as he steps into the pre-set trap, destruction awaits him.
In that instant, he understood one thing even more clearly.
As long as he doesn't go out, Yue Qingqiu is safe for the time being.
Because she is the bait.
If Chen Yi were to be blinded by rage and rush over to fight them, that would truly cut off Yue Qingqiu's path to survival.
The wind picked up.
Chen Yi stood at the entrance of the cave, the array light behind him rippled slightly, reflecting his increasingly cold eyes.
"I apologize, Fellow Daoist Ji, but I must also return to my cultivation."
If Fairy Qingyue needs anything from me, she can come directly to Qingyun Cave Heaven; she will be most welcome.
Furthermore, I would like to inform Fellow Daoist Ji that my Fairy Xuan Yin is only temporarily unavailable. I do not wish to hear any rumors of Fairy Qing Yue's discomfort.
After uttering these words, Chen Yi's figure traced a resolute arc in the air.
He didn't give the other party any chance to speak and went straight into the cave that exuded a chilling aura.
Ji Mingyuan stood at a distance, watching helplessly as Chen Yi's figure disappeared behind the forbidden light barrier.
His eyes twitched uncontrollably twice, and the gloomy chill in his heart grew stronger.
Just how sneaky is this kid?
Her former confidante, her old friend whose fate is unknown, couldn't even sway him with these things?
Ji Mingyuan stared intently at the immovable gate of the cave, his fists clenched so tightly in his sleeves that they cracked.
On the other side, Ji Yinglong's face darkened completely.
He originally thought that playing the card of Fairy Qingyue would be enough to make Chen Yi lose his composure.
Now it seems he underestimated this rogue cultivator who had climbed up from the bottom.
"Chen Yi, I've heard that my Ji Wuchen has a good relationship with you."
Ji Yinglong's voice suddenly rose, carrying a chilling force that pierced through the formation.
"It's still uncertain whether he can inherit the position of head of the Ji family."
"And I heard that back when you were in the Great Green Cultivation Realm, in the secret realm, Ji Wuchen, Ning Bu'er, Qiu Li, and someone named Qin Chengcheng all had close relationships with you."
With each name Ji Yinglong uttered, the spiritual energy in the void seemed to solidify a little more.
His cloudy eyes gleamed with a cruelty akin to a cat toying with a mouse.
"Hehe, now Ning Bu'er and you are very close, you can ignore Fairy Qingyue, and you don't care about Qiu Li and Qin Chengcheng either, right?"
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Threat.
A naked threat.
Chen Yi's speeding figure suddenly stopped in mid-air.
He slowly turned around, and through the layers of formations, his gaze fell on Ji Yinglong's smug face.
Chen Yi's facial muscles remained completely still, as calm as a stagnant pool.
But deep within his consciousness, the name that belonged to Ji Yinglong had been completely covered by a blood-red cross.
The kill list.
This was the first time in over a hundred years of cultivation that he had felt such a strong, reckless killing intent.
Those names were the only remaining warmth and connection he had in this cold and cruel world of cultivation.
This old bastard actually pulled them out one by one and trampled them on the table like chips.
Chen Yi remained silent for three breaths.
In those three breaths, he had already mentally devised no fewer than ten ways to annihilate the opponent's soul.
"Please wait a moment, Senior Ji. I will be out shortly."
Chen Yi's voice remained devoid of emotion, so calm it was unsettling.
Upon hearing this, Ji Yinglong's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.
He didn't care what preparations Chen Yi needed to make before going in.
Faced with absolute power, any struggle is nothing more than a convulsion before death.
He used a secret technique to subtly sense the distance.
In that secluded corner, the aura of Master Xuangang of the Vajra Temple was like that of a dormant volcano.
Even someone like him, in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, felt a chill run down his spine from that destructive fluctuation.
Those are methods of killing that do not belong to this world.
Once Chen Yi steps out of this cave, only death awaits him.
The atmosphere inside the cave was extremely oppressive.
The moment Chen Yi entered, his hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals. Dozens of array flags transformed into streams of light and disappeared into the surrounding stone walls.
With a buzzing sound.
The space inside the cave was completely sealed off by a thick layer of blue light.
The Fairy of Mysterious Yin sat quietly on the futon, her long purple dress appearing somewhat aloof in the dim light.
She looked up at Chen Yi, whose face was gloomy, but did not ask about the situation outside.
She knew very well that for Chen Yi to show such an expression, the situation outside had reached a point where they had no choice but to fight for their lives.
Without Chen Yi needing to speak, she voluntarily released the magical protection surrounding her.
That demonic power, powerful enough to make even a Nascent Soul cultivator tremble, now lay dormant within his meridians.
She even voluntarily opened the gates of her soul.
This is the most vulnerable moment for a monk.
If Chen Yi were to harbor malicious intent at this moment, she would not even have a chance to resist.
But after undergoing treatment for the poison that affected her consciousness, her trust in this man was ingrained in her very bones.
"Auntie, I'm sorry to offend you."
Chen Yi said in a low voice, his eyes serious.
He took a step forward and stood in front of Fairy Xuanyin, extending his right hand to firmly grasp her fair wrist.
Xuan Yin Fairy's body trembled slightly, then she completely relaxed.
Let Chen Yi do as he pleases.