In Yi Wei Heaven City, Chen Qianding was in the midst of cultivation in a room facing the void.
He suddenly opened his eyes and reached into his sleeve, taking out an exquisitely carved jade tablet. There was an ancient Xia character "Mao" on it.
However, at this moment, cracks appeared on the character, and they quickly spread to the jade token. Small pieces fell from it, and in the end, they became a pile of rubble in his hand.
His expression was still calm. He rubbed his five fingers together, causing jade fragments to fall from the edge of his palm.
This was Ding Mao's talisman. Once it broke, it meant that Ding Mao was dead. Naturally, this operation had failed.
His eyes were deep and serene. Ding Mao was the one who was least afraid of being surrounded. The more people there were, the more his strength could be displayed. The only person on Frost Star who could kill Ding Mao was probably Zhang Yu, the Xuanting Advisor who had defeated Nie Yin.
However, Ding Mao was the previous Patrol Protector of the Xuan Court. Even if it was him, twenty years ago, before his cultivation had reached its peak, he was definitely not Ding Mao's opponent. How could a mere Xuan Court Advisor defeat him?
Therefore, he deduced that if this matter was really done by this person, then this person might have another identity.
Combined with some of the reports he had received recently, he already had a guess.
However, this wasn't good news for him.
Moreover, with Ding Mao's death, he couldn't do anything to Frost Star unless he personally took action. That place couldn't be hidden anymore. He could only think of ways to fix the loophole.
He thought for a long time and said, "Men."
A disciple walked in from the outside and bowed. "Teacher, what are your orders?"
Chen Qianding said, "Find Junior Brother Luo and bring him here."
The disciple acknowledged and bowed before retreating.
Before long, a small and thin Daoist walked in. "I heard Senior Brother called for me?"
Chen Qianding said, "There are a few things I need you to do personally."
The small and thin Daoist said, "Senior Brother, please give me your orders."
Chen Qianding did not speak directly, but sent a telepathic message to the skinny Daoist. After hearing it, the skinny Daoist nodded repeatedly. Finally, he bowed and said, "I'll do it right away."
He paused for a moment. "There is one thing. Previously, Senior Martial Brother asked me to investigate Zhang Yu's background. However, when I was investigating, I discovered that Junior Martial Brother Xu was also doing the same and was even looking for his residence. Later on, I found out that Junior Martial Brother Xu seemed to have some conflicts with this person."
Chen Qanding raised his head and said, "Oh, is there such a thing?" He glanced at the Time Dial and said, "It's the beginning of the month now. The competition between the various junior brothers is about to begin, right?"
The skinny Taoist answered, "Yes."
Chen Qianding did not say anything else. He waved his hand and said, "I already know. You can go now."
The skinny Daoist cupped his hands and left.
At this moment, Chen Qianding stood up and paced a few steps on the spot. Then, he walked to the side of the table and opened a scroll of paintings.
It could be seen that these were the more outstanding cultivators of the Xuanzhen Sect. There were True Cultivators like Shen Ruoqiu and Nie Yin, as well as Xuanxiu like Yao Zhenjun, Shi Yanxin, and Zhang Yu.
Ding Mao was his biggest bargaining chip. Now that he had been destroyed, it was a great loss.
Not only that, but he had also lost a great helper.
Although the situation had not reached the worst stage, he still felt a little threatened. He had to sacrifice one or more Dao pawns to be by his side.
As the pages of the scroll flipped, his gaze finally focused on a person's painting.
In the void, a sword light flew across the sky and accurately pierced through Ding Mao's body. He looked at the wound on his chest and nodded at Zhang Yu who was standing in the distance. Then, he turned into light and disappeared.
Zhang Yu slowly landed on the ground. After he gave Ding Mao a complete sword, Ding Mao was no longer purely on the defensive. Instead, he began to attack.
In this battle, he did not use any other techniques. He relied purely on his sword skills to compete with his opponent. However, in the end, Ding Mao's mana was exhausted.
Although there was no clear victor between them in terms of swordsmanship, he was very happy. With such an opponent, he knew where he could improve on his swordsmanship.
He looked in front of him. Under the white fruit's transformation, Ding Mao's figure appeared again.
This time, he would give up on his sword and fight with his opponent purely using the visualization diagram and various supernatural powers. This was not only to train himself, but also to perfect his seal.
In such a battle, he had to use his escape technique to maintain a distance from his opponent. He could not let his opponent get close to him. Once such a situation occurred, he had to quickly escape. In this battle, it was a great test of his escape technique and entrapment technique.
He clenched his fist and the sword in his hand turned into light spots and disappeared. He said, "White fruit, let's begin."
In the blink of an eye, twelve days had passed.
The raging snowstorm outside finally subsided.
Zhang Yu came out of his meditative state, and a glint flashed across his eyes. The aura that suddenly appeared on his body expanded, and the entire inner chamber seemed to be on the verge of collapsing from the pressure. However, in the next moment, all of this was suppressed, and everything in the surroundings returned to normal.
In these ten days, he had continuously fought with Ding Mao in the virtual realm that he had created. However, he gave up on his sword and relied purely on his visualization diagram and supernatural powers to contend with his opponent.
Facing a sword cultivator who had mastered the supernatural powers of the sword, if he did not use his supernatural powers well, he would be taken advantage of. This also forced him to constantly use his escape technique.
After this round of tempering, he had a deeper understanding of this Dao.
At this moment, he called in his heart and the Great Dao Scripture appeared beside him.
He looked at the Seal of Capture Light on it and immediately channeled his Divine Vitality into it.
In a flash, the seal released a bright light from the Great Dao Scripture and enveloped him. After a while, the light was withdrawn.
Once this seal was formed, it could be used as his fourth core seal. However, just like the Divine Perception and the Sword Seal, this seal was far from reaching its limit. It needed to be perfected continuously.
Next, he still needed to add it into his visualization diagram. However, now was not the time. This place was not suitable.
He thought about it and put the Great Dao Scripture away. He stood up and walked out of the quiet room.
There was a soldier waiting outside. He cupped his fists and said, "Advisor Zhang, the Marshal invites you in."
Zhang Yu nodded slightly. He walked along the long corridor and soon arrived at the inner hall. Miao Guangwu saw him and immediately stood up. He cupped his fists and said, "Patrol Officer, you've come out of seclusion?"
Zhang Yu returned the gesture and said, "Is there something you need from me, General Miao?"
Miao Guangwu said, "Patrol Officer Zhang, the blizzard is receding and Deputy Deng Cong has been gone for twelve days. He should've returned by now, but there's still no trace of him. I'm thinking about what you said before. Is there something wrong here?"
Zhang Yu said, "The situation outside is unclear. We can only continue to wait for news. I've already asked Daoist Zuo to send the news to Xuanting. If nothing unexpected happens, we should receive a reply in a few days."
Miao Guangwu asked tentatively, "Patrol Officer, now that the blizzard has receded, can you open up the encampment?"
Zhang Yu considered for a moment and nodded. "Yes."
After so many days, the other party should've known by now. Even if there was a problem with Deputy Deng Cong, Daoist Zuo should've sent a letter to Xuanfu. There was no point in sealing it now.
When Miao Guangwu heard him agree, he couldn't help but cup his fists and say, "Thank you, Patrol Officer."
After obtaining Zhang Yu's permission, he immediately led a group of soldiers out of the encampment on a flying boat and headed straight to the northern end of the Frost Star.
After arriving at the Land, he first met with the Wei Clan soldiers who had been stationed here for the past month. The latter personally led a group of people to inspect the place. In the end, they discovered that there was indeed a large formation that covered almost the entire northern end.
He knew that if someone from the Military Affairs Department came later, they would definitely investigate this place in detail. In order to prevent this place from being destroyed, he immediately mobilized a thousand soldiers from the encampment. At the same time, he also ordered Daoist Niu to be in charge of guarding this place.
As for the encampment, Zhang Yu, who had the large formation plate talisman, was guarding there. There was no need to worry about any problems.
On the other side, Fu Cuo stood in the cave and looked out. These days, he had been hiding here with the remaining soldiers. Although there was no lack of food and water, his mood was unusually gloomy. He was worried about the future of the Fu Clan soldiers, but he was also afraid that the encampment wouldn't let them go and would come looking for them at this time.
When Zuo Daoist's disciple saw that they could escape outside, he volunteered to go out and look for Zuo Daoist.
This was something that had been agreed upon beforehand, and Fu Cuo didn't object. However, at this moment, someone pointed outside and shouted in panic, "Young Commander, look over there."
Fu Cuo raised his head and saw a flying boat flying towards them. His face instantly turned pale as that was clearly the flying boat of the encampment. He couldn't help but panic. At this moment, everyone was in the cave. If a Xuan Soldier were to land, no one would be able to escape.
Zuo Daoist's disciple remained calm. He focused his gaze and said, "Young Commander, look at the signal light on the flying boat. It doesn't seem like it's here to attack."
Fu Cuo was stunned. He narrowed his eyes and looked over. As expected, the flying boat continued to hover above and didn't descend. There were also flashes of light on the boat. Although he knew a lot about the signal light, he also knew that it meant that they were comrades. He couldn't help but calm down a little.
The flying boat hovered above for a while before slowly descending. The cabin door opened, and Fu Yong walked out with the help of someone.
"Father?"
Fu Cuo rushed out in surprise. He went up to support Fu Yong and looked him up and down. He said excitedly, "Father, are you alright? Are you alright?"
Fu Yong coughed a few times and shook his head, "How can I be alright? The matter isn't over yet."
Fu Cuo asked nervously, "Where is the encampment?"
Fu Yong sighed, "It's not there. I'm afraid that we've been involved in an even bigger problem. Moreover, we have no choice but to stand by that person's side. If something happens to that person, then not only will our Fu Clan Army have no future, I'm afraid that everyone will be consigned to eternal damnation."
Fu Cuo saw how serious he was and panicked again, "Father, this, this, what you're saying is …"
Fu Yong shook his head, "It's not convenient to talk about it here. Let's go back to the encampment first. I'll tell you the details when we get back."
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