"What is going on? You four cannot even defeat this mere celestial envoy?" Ju Yin's pretty face showed a hint of anger.
"Esteemed Lord, we were in a hurry to find you and wished to avoid trouble. We never expected the celestial envoys of this Heavenly Gate Immortal Mansion to be so audacious as to extort newly ascended immortals," Chao Yang Zi interjected.
"They are probably habitual offenders! Kill them!" Ju Yin's voice was as calm as ever.
"Yes!" Chao Yang Zi responded. He raised his sword to strike.
"Fairy, spare our lives, fairy, spare our lives!" The seven celestial envoys, terrified, cried out for mercy. Once they realized they could move, they hastily knelt and begged for forgiveness.
"It is too late to beg for mercy now. Honestly tell us, have you harmed anyone's life?" Feng Chu stepped forward and asked.
"Esteemed Fairy, we only seek wealth, we have not harmed anyone's life!"
"That is indeed strange. If you say that newly ascended immortals are weak, are you not afraid they might seek revenge once their strength increases?" Feng Chu asked curiously.
"This... this..." The celestial envoy stammered, unwilling to tell the truth.
"Die!" The leading celestial envoy suddenly attacked, conjuring an item, a purple-gold gourd, a third-grade immortal artifact.
The gourd's opening widened, and a powerful suction force surged towards Ju Yin and the others.
"Hahaha! Today, you will all enter my gourd treasure and take a bath. After forty-nine days, you will dissolve into a puddle of water, so much so that your parents wouldn't recognize a single speck of you!" The celestial envoy leader laughed arrogantly. Caught off guard by the sneak attack, he absolutely refused to believe that his purple-gold gourd treasure could not defeat this female immortal of unknown origin!
Ju Yin glanced up and flicked her finger. A pile of yellow earth rose into existence. Instantly, the gale force blown by the gourd was blocked by the mountain.
"Earth element sorcery!" The celestial envoy leader's heart faltered. Immortals capable of moving mountains and filling seas were at least Golden Immortals. However, with no turning back, he bit his finger, used his blood as a charm, and forcibly activated the immortal gourd.
This was originally his wife's natal magical treasure, lent to him with her life. If he encountered a formidable enemy, he could activate it with his blood. He was accustomed to arrogance and tyranny; none of the newly ascended immortals who had arrived before failed to obediently hand over their treasures, and those who dared to resist were dealt with by this purple-gold gourd.
His wife was a maidservant of the Seventh Qin Immortal Lord of the Heavenly Gate Immortal Mansion, highly valued by the Immortal Lord, and a capable confidante. He obtained the position of receiving celestial envoy leader after pleading with the Immortal Lord. His wife understood his intentions for borrowing the purple-gold gourd, so she specifically arranged for the southern receiving pool. Most of the newly ascended people here were immortals with low combat power and no background. Ordinary celestial envoys could suppress these newcomers.
The powerful ones were all received at the eastern, western, and northern receiving pools. This was the usual practice. Therefore, Zhu Xiao, relying on the purple-gold gourd, simply did not regard Ju Yin and the others as threats. In tens of thousands of years, not a single True Immortal had emerged from this receiving pool.
It was a coincidence that Chao Yang Zi and the others, because Ju Yin alone dispersed their final heavenly tribulation, ascended with Ju Yin. They were classified as weak by the Heavenly Dao rules and sent to this southern receiving pool. Ju Yin had a contract with Qi Mo, so she followed him to find them. She never expected them all to be in one place. Even less did she expect to be treated as weaklings and robbed in these past few days!
At this moment, Ju Yin saw that the purple-gold gourd carried an extremely heavy malevolent aura, having drunk the blood of many immortals. She understood everything! They must have killed many newly ascended immortals!
The yellow earth shield could no longer hold. Ju Yin waved her hand, and the defensive shield transformed into a long sword. She lightly slashed towards the purple-gold gourd in the air, and an invisible sword qi instantly blew open the gourd.
Somewhere in the Heavenly Gate Immortal Mansion, a woman suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart and spat out a mouthful of blood.
With the purple-gold gourd destroyed, Zhu Xiao was so shocked that he could only exclaim, "Impossible!"
This was his wife's natal magical treasure, a third-grade immortal artifact!
Enraged, Zhu Xiao berated the other six to advance. The others dared not disobey, for if they fled now, they would face the retribution of Zhu Xiao's wife.
Chao Yang Zi and Feng Chu and the other four no longer hesitated, nor did they leave any room for maneuvering. Enmity had been formed, and there was no possibility of reconciliation. They all knew the ways of celestial beings in the Heavenly Realm, and within a few moves, they killed several of them.
As the celestial envoys died, they could not believe how terrifying the strength of these four people was. Why was it not indicated on their Immortal Tablet plates!
Just as the few celestial envoys were clinging to life, clusters of red, orange, and green light from the Immortal Tablet shot into their foreheads. Feng Chu and Qi Mo received red clusters, Chao Xiang Zi received orange, and Chao Yang Zi received green.
The white jade stele emitted a familiar voice to Ju Yin: The Four Profound Immortals have returned to their positions!
The seven celestial envoys, led by Zhu Xiao, were so enraged by this scene that they died on the spot. If they had known these four were Profound Immortal cultivators, they would never have dared to provoke them!
Suddenly, a white spiritual object floated out from the shattered purple-gold gourd and slowly transformed into a man in green before Ju Yin and the others.
"Thank you, Immortal Lord, for saving me. I am Ling Bo, the young master of the Mist Spirit Clan." The man in green gratefully bowed to Ju Yin.
"Wait, I didn't save you! Don't mistake me." Ju Yin had not noticed this man; he seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
"Ten thousand years ago, Ling Bo ascended but had no magical treasures or spiritual items to offer. He was absorbed into this purple-gold gourd by Zhu Xiao," Ling Bo explained hastily.
"Lies! This purple-gold gourd is, after all, a third-grade immortal artifact. You were absorbed for ten thousand years and have not yet turned into blood?" Feng Chu put away his fan and circled Ling Bo, looking puzzled.
"Esteemed Profound Immortal, you are unaware, but we Mist Spirits are formed from mist. When encountering danger, we transform into mist and lose consciousness, thus escaping this calamity." Ling Bo said, feeling indignant. After ten thousand years of cultivation, he ascended only to be harmed by scoundrels like Zhu Xiao before he could even enjoy the joy of becoming an immortal.
He recalled how, over the past ten thousand years, this purple-gold gourd had trapped countless low-level minor immortals, watching them slowly turn into blood, becoming nourishment for the gourd.
Ju Yin's mind stirred. Do you rain after becoming an immortal?
"Yes, Immortal Lord. My minor immortal arts are humble; I only absorb moisture and bring rain!" Ling Bo spoke of his techniques with shame. It was because of this that he was captured by Zhu Xiao in one move.
"Esteemed Lord, we have killed Zhu Xiao and these other celestial envoys. I fear we will be held accountable by the Immortal Mansion," Chao Yang Zi said. He initially thought they were impersonating celestial envoys, as no one expected the receiving celestial envoys to use such a method for extortion. But seeing their immortal plates, they were indeed real.
"Esteemed Immortal Lord, this minor immortal is willing to testify that you are acting on behalf of Heaven. I have evidence." Ling Bo said, using immortal mist to form a water mirror, which showed scenes of Zhu Xiao and others committing their crimes as if live broadcast.
Ju Yin nodded, understanding this technique. It was similar to the principle of modern mirages. The atmosphere and mist would absorb images from a specific period and then release them at a certain time. Many supernatural phenomena in modern times: such as ghostly soldiers passing by, or the sounds of battles from ancient battlefields that disappeared after a certain time, are all based on the principle that all things absorb energy from each other and store it under specific conditions. When released again by chance, of course, this is the most scientific explanation from the perspective of atheism in Huaxia. But the truth is, space is multi-dimensional, and spaces of different dimensions can merge and absorb energy.
"Good, it seems you are still somewhat useful!" Feng Chu patted Ling Bo's shoulder.
Ling Bo suddenly transformed into a ball of white mist. Half a breath later, he panted and reformed into human shape.
"Esteemed Profound Immortal, I have been trapped for ten thousand years. Without the replenishment of immortal mist, my immortal energy is almost depleted. I cannot withstand your palm!" Ling Bo's face was as white as snow, indicating he was at the end of his rope. If Ju Yin had not shattered the purple-gold gourd, he would not have lasted much longer. He was born of heaven and earth, formed from a wisp of primal qi, and after being trapped, without the nourishment of heaven and earth spiritual energy, his ability to persist until now was already a testament to his exceptional talent. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
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(The "lǐ zhǎng" in the previous chapter has been changed to "celestial envoy leader," which is a position.)