Early in the morning, the thin mist had just dispersed, and the air was still slightly chilly. Black Orchid was sending Xia Fei off outside the city.
I know that Fuchen taught you a technique to conceal your cultivation, and your own energy comprehension is also very unique. Under normal circumstances, no one will be able to see through you. But this world is very big, and there are many experts. You must never let your guard down. If the timing isn't right, you have to hurry back. At most, we won't have to risk our lives for that old demon Fuchen. There's no need to throw our lives away. "Black Orchid spoke in a sincere and heartfelt manner.
Xia Fei smiled. "Don't worry. The Psychic Sect doesn't have eternal life. How can someone as afraid of death as I am not be careful?"
The more Xia Fei said this, the more Black Orchid could see the stubbornness in Xia Fei's heart. It was true that Xia Fei was ruthless, but that was only to his enemies. He was truly too good to his friends. Black Orchid was afraid that Xia Fei would have a stubborn temper and start a fight with the people of the Psychic Sect on the mountain. That would be terrible.
No matter what, Xia Fei had to make a trip to Spirit Mountain. Black Orchid could not dissuade him, and only let him go after giving him some advice.
* Whoosh ~ *
Like a bolt of lightning, Xia Fei sprinted toward the foot of Spirit Mountain. It was still early when he arrived at the meeting point, so Xia Fei lit a cigarette and spaced out by the lake.
"You're different today," Radix suddenly said.
Xia Fei asked, "Why are you as naggy as Black Orchid? What's different about me? "
Radix shook his head. "It's hard to explain. Ever since you got Fuchen's letter, you've been thinking and doubting, but you've been different since last night. It's as if you've figured something out."
Xia Fei retorted, "Isn't it good that I've figured it out?"
"It's good for others to figure it out, but it's bad for you to figure it out! Who knows what kind of crazy ideas you'll come up with? "Radix said.
Xia Fei smiled without saying a word. With a twist of his wrist, he cleverly put away the cigarette butt and said, "Someone's coming. Hide it well."
Soon, a group of people came from the riverside. They were all dressed like craftsmen and did not carry any tools, which meant that they had spatial rings. They were considered relatively wealthy among the commoners.
"You're the sculptor who took over Pang San's position?"
Xia Fei quickly ran over and said, "That's me. I'm Pang Xiaofei, Pang Duyi's distant nephew."
The fatty turned around and said, "Xu Manzi, help him change into his clothes. When we enter Mount Numinous later, everyone should be more alert and recognize him as a brother. Even though it's against the rules to bring outsiders up the mountain, there's nothing we can do since Pang San suddenly fell ill. It's not like we don't have a sculptor with us. If the work on the mountain can't be completed in time, we'll be out of luck. "
Soon, someone brought a uniform for Xia Fei to change into, and he followed the group up the mountain.
Xia Fei had a good eye for people and was good with words. Coupled with that harmless smile on his face, he quickly became one with these craftsmen.
Among the craftsmen was a young man called Kong Ergou, who was about the same age as Xia Fei. Since they were about the same age, he was the closest to Xia Fei.
"Ergou, my uncle only said that he wanted me to work for him, but he didn't say what kind of work it was. Is money easy to earn? "Xia Fei asked softly.
Kong Ergou shook his head. "There's quite a lot of money, but it's not easy to earn. There's a group of spirit-masters living on this mountain. In a while, it'll be the day when their ancestors stand on the mountain, so we have to celebrate. In the past, we would go up the mountain every year to help them clean their courtyards and fix up whatever needs to be fixed. Those spirit-masters are rich and generous, so it's a pretty good job. The craftsmen on the nearby planet practically rely on this to get by.
"Later on, for some reason, that smiling sect master left, and now those managers are all fiercer than the last. The money isn't less, but there's a lot more work to do. If you don't do it well, there's no shortage of beatings and scoldings, even … "
Seeing how Ergou wanted to say something but hesitated, Xia Fei was startled. "Will I die?"
Ergou's expression turned ugly as he whispered, "Why do you think the leader, Jin San, let you join the construction team so easily? They're seriously lacking in manpower. Just last year alone, half a dozen died. "
Xia Fei furrowed his brows. Before even joining the Omniscient Sect, Xia Fei's impression of them had already worsened. The Skywing Race was quite tyrannical, but they had never bullied normal people, much less killed them.
The team stopped in front of the mountain gate, waiting for someone to pick them up.
Xia Fei looked up at the plaque that symbolized the unparalleled glory of the Omniscient Sect and muttered to himself, "Why is it that the more I look at these words, the more I dislike them?"
…
Fuchen was crying!
Half of his body was submerged in the seawater, and Fuchen was facing a cave on the cliff, wailing like a child. He looked terrible.
"Does that mean you've thought it through?" An old voice came from the cave.
* Whoosh ~ *
Fuchen wiped away his tears and revealed a relaxed smile as he loudly said, "That's right. I've thought it through."
"Then why were you crying just now?" the old voice asked again.
"If you want to cry, just cry. There's no need for a reason," Fuchen said.
"Oh, it seems that you've indeed let go of some things. It was very difficult to make you cry in the past, and you would endure no matter how difficult it was," the old voice said with some joy.
"But that doesn't mean that you've thought it through. It only means that you've let go of some things that you don't need. It's still very difficult to advance to the Annihilation realm just because of that."
Fuchen said, "To be honest, I don't care whether I advance to the Annihilation realm or not. I just want to take back the thing that my master left you."
The old voice hesitated for a moment before saying, "I can give it to you, but you have to prove that you're worthy of that thing. Furthermore, you've already lost all your strength, so you won't be able to use it even if I give it to you."
Fuchen said, "That's why I came to make a deal with you."
"A deal?" That voice laughed. "Interesting. You dare to make a deal with an old monster like me? Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you? "
Fuchen said with a stern expression, "My master once said that some people look cute but are terrifying on the inside. Some people look scary but are actually cute on the inside. You belong to the latter type, and I believe in my master."
That old voice laughed loudly, "Alright then. It's rare that there's someone who isn't afraid of me, and you're also the disciple of an old friend. I can give you what you want, but you might not be able to give me what I want."
"Please speak." Fuchen said.
"I want to watch a good show." That old voice said excitedly.
"What show?" Fuchen asked anxiously.
"I like to watch others use sabers, and among the people you know, there's a person who has a very interesting saber. I want to see him use this saber to challenge the Ten Famed Sabers."
Fuchen was startled and said with surprise, "Are you talking about Xia Fei?! How do you know him? "
That old voice said indifferently, "I didn't know at first, but he actually took the Evil Shadow Dragonriders, so I knew."
"Xia Fei is an Evil Shadow Dragonrider?!" Fuchen was the first to be surprised. But he quickly shook his head, "Oh no, since Xia Fei is a Dragonrider, it means that his ability is much greater than what I imagined. Furthermore, I let him take over the Psychic Link, this …"
That old voice in the cave said, "You see, you still can't let it go."
Fuchen argued, "Xia Fei is very smart and won't fight an unprepared battle. I left the golden stamp with him in hopes that he will take over the Psychic Link one day and not now. I originally thought that when he realized that he wasn't strong enough, he wouldn't recklessly charge to Spirited Mountain and would instead work even harder to achieve the goal I gave him. But if he is a Dragonrider, it's different. Perhaps he has already fought his way to Spirited Mountain. "
He turned his head. Fuchen muttered to himself, "This won't do. Both sides will suffer. I have to return immediately. Furthermore, I won't allow Xia Fei to use Nirvana to challenge any of the Ten Famed Blades. Nirvana still doesn't have the ability to do so. "
That old voice coughed a few times and said in a deep voice, "Firstly, if you leave, you won't be able to find me again. Secondly, Nirvana doesn't have the ability to challenge the Ten Famed Blades now, but it doesn't mean that it won't be possible in the future."
"But …" Fuchen hesitated.
"There are no buts. Either you stay, or you never come back. Besides, what's the use of going back in your current state? Your master is right. You have too many things in your heart. It's no wonder you stopped at the peak of Genesis Realm for so many years. It's because you don't understand the true meaning of Nirvana. "This was the first time the old voice spoke so much.
Meanwhile, Fuchen was standing in the sea, unable to advance or retreat.
"Xia Fei will definitely make a big mess." Fuchen was a little uneasy as he muttered to himself.
…
Fuchen had wronged Xia Fei. He thought that Xia Fei wasn't making a mess his entire life. He thought that Xia Fei was on the way to making a mess, but the truth was that Xia Fei was cleaning the courtyard.
In a while, it would be the anniversary of the founding ancestor of the Psychic Sect. Thus, he had found a group of craftsmen at the foot of the mountain to clean the courtyard and repair the old buildings.
In the Alpha Universe, the older the building, the better.
Only when the building was old enough would it prove that the family had a long history. Thus, most of the clans still lived in old-fashioned ancient buildings, looking down on those high-tech buildings. In Alpha, only the poor lived in buildings.
Xia Fei became Pang Xiaofei, a sculptor in the construction team. He was in charge of restoring some of the damaged old-fashioned sculptures.
The Psychic Sect did not allow these craftsmen to live on the mountain. Every morning, the craftsmen would gather at the entrance of the mountain, and a specialized spaceship would bring them up and send them back at night.
This way of working was not beneficial to Xia Fei. There were too many people during the day, and Xia Fei was busy with work. He had no time to eavesdrop on others' conversations or walk into the buildings that Xia Fei was interested in.
Black Orchid, on the other hand, was very happy. To him, Xia Fei's safety was the most important thing. As for Fuchen's request, he could put it aside for the time being if he really could not do it.
Currently, there were three leaders in the sect. Aside from Black Tortoise and Zero, the two disloyal disciples of Fuchen, there was also Fuchen's eldest disciple, Hei Wuji.
Seeing was believing. Xia Fei needed to meet the strongest warriors of these three sects with his own eyes to understand what was going on with the Psychic Sect. Only then would he be able to make his move.
On the third night.
Black Orchid was waiting for Xia Fei outside the city. Black Orchid was very happy. He walked up to Xia Fei and patted him on the shoulder. "We've agreed on a time limit of three days. Since you're already back today, why don't we head back tonight? Fuchen's decision is too crazy. It's not that we don't want to help him, but there's nothing we can do to help him."
* Whoosh *
Black Orchid's entire face suddenly contorted. This slap from him had turned Xia Fei into a frustrated Furball!
"Oh no! Substitution technique!" Black Orchid cried.
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