SFS Chapter 65 Purple Mansion Divine Power
Chapter 65 Purple Mansion Divine Power
"Aaaaaah—!"
A piercing scream tore through the air. Pu Yuan, who was in the arena, convulsed violently and then died instantly, his body collapsing to the ground.
Seeing this sudden scene, Li Qingyi's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Qi Refining stage cultivation is ultimately too weak."
Having personally experienced the oppressive aura of a Purple Mansion cultivator, even just a clone, Li Qingyi felt deeply that she could hardly withstand it.
That kind of suppression, which stemmed from the very essence of life, left him feeling powerless.
"The Purple Mansion and Qi Refining... they feel like two completely different things..."
Just as he was in shock, Ling'er gently patted Qingkui's shoulder.
"Brother Qingyi, don't worry, with Master here, everything will be alright."
Seeing Qingkui's solemn expression and silence, Ling'er assumed that Li Qingyi was worried about their current situation.
Upon hearing this, Li Qingyi felt a sense of helplessness.
"Your brother in blue is here!"
Despite his inner grumbling, he still obediently controlled the Green Puppet and gave Ling'er a smile.
Unexpectedly, Ling'er suddenly leaned close to Qingkui's ear and whispered:
"Brother Qingyi, stay away from that person in the future. He reeks of those vulgar women from brothels."
Li Qingyi: "..."
Discussing the original self in front of the clone...
Li Qingyi was speechless for a moment.
He could only nod perfunctorily, controlling the blue puppet, and turn his gaze back to the battlefield high in the sky.
After a conversation, the two Purple Mansion True Persons seemed to have reached some kind of agreement.
The smile on Zi Fu's face, clad in black robes, grew even brighter.
However, the next moment, Master Minghao suddenly launched an attack!
The black-robed man in the Purple Mansion was caught off guard and immediately fell into a disadvantageous position.
The sky darkened instantly, and the surrounding area for miles around presented an apocalyptic scene.
Countless calamities arose from heaven and earth, coiling around the black-robed man's purple aura—
The calamity, as thick as black smoke, transformed into pitch-black chains that bound his body; in an instant, wind and thunder roared, and calamity flames engulfed everything, swallowing the black-robed man in his purple palace.
The black-robed man, Zi Fu, was surrounded by a shimmering, eerie light. His aura exploded instantly as he chanted an incantation, having just broken free.
The chilling winds that ripped through the sky and split the earth formed an invisible sea of blades, slicing through its body.
The black-robed Zi Fu, who had been ambushed by Ming Hao Zhenren, looked disheveled, his black robes tattered, revealing his aged body.
He couldn't help but shout angrily, "Minghao! Are you really going to go this far?!"
Master Minghao did not reply, but instead pushed this divine power, which could only be used by a Purple Mansion True Person, to its limit.
The chaotic scene of water spread everywhere, as if rivers were hanging upside down, and the waters of the heavens had lost their order, surging wildly in the air, causing spiritual energy to collapse and space to distort.
A series of strange celestial phenomena followed one after another; wherever the calamity passed, all life vanished. The entire mountain range was instantly transformed into a dead land, withered vegetation and dried-up streams.
"Despicable! You actually used your supernatural powers in secret!" The black-robed Zi Fu gritted his teeth.
He truly hadn't expected that just a moment ago he was having a pleasant conversation with Minghao, and the next moment the other party would immediately turn hostile and fight desperately.
Just as he was about to retaliate, an even more powerful pressure from the Purple Mansion suddenly descended.
"The aura of the Xuan Kingdom's royal family! Ming Hao! You've been secretly colluding with the Xuan Kingdom!"
Master Minghao didn't seem to care. "Our Zhengyang Immortal Sect is rooted in the Xuan Kingdom. Isn't it only natural for us to exchange information with the royal family?"
Upon arriving, the golden-robed man from the Purple Mansion saw that the calamity was about to spread to Xuan Ce City, and immediately waved his hand.
A dazzling golden light shot into the sky, instantly dispelling the calamity that was approaching the city.
"The Tianyun Mountains are rich in resources and should not be destroyed."
In the blink of an eye, the man in the golden robe pointed a finger, enveloping the entire Tianyun Mountain Range in divine light.
The people below, including Li Qingyi, were bathed in a bright, radiant light.
That was a protective formation set up by Master Minghao for him and Ling'er.
Witnessing this apocalyptic scene, Li Qingyi's pupils suddenly contracted.
He took several deep breaths, looking at the withered earth and shriveled trees around him, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"This is... the Purple Mansion True Man?"
Previously, Li Qingyi had no concept of the Purple Mansion Realm, having only seen a small part of it, as revealed by the Netherworld God-Slaying Talisman.
Witnessing the battle between the Purple Mansion clones firsthand has been an overwhelming shock to my heart.
When the black-robed Purple Mansion saw the golden-robed Purple Mansion arrive, he knew that this clone was destined to perish here.
Without further hesitation, he shouted and formed hand seals.
A mysterious light flashed, instantly enveloping Li Qinglian's entire body and teleporting her out of the Xuan Kingdom.
"Even if this avatar of mine perishes, you will pay the price!"
The black-robed Purple Mansion's body suddenly swelled.
The golden-robed man in the Purple Mansion sneered, "A mere clone dares to spout such arrogant words?"
He flashed to the black-robed man in front of Zi Fu, and with a single hand, his originally swollen body instantly shrank.
Upon recognizing the face of the man in the golden robe, the man in the black robe's pupils constricted sharply: "So it's you! Li Changqing!"
"Die!"
As Li Changqing finished speaking, the black-robed Zifu figure disintegrated, and Minghao Zhenren also withdrew his supernatural powers.
The sky cleared up again.
Li Changqing cupped his hands to Minghao Zhenren and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist. The Xuan Kingdom will forever remember this kindness."
Master Minghao did not take credit, but pointed to Ling'er below: "It is all thanks to my beloved disciple and this junior."
Li Changqing followed the gaze and when his eyes landed on the green puppet, a hint of shock flashed in his usually calm eyes.
He abruptly turned to Minghao: "His bloodline is my royal blood!"
Master Minghao nodded calmly: "Indeed."
In fact, Minghao concealed the most crucial information—what Li Changqing saw was not Li Qingyi's true form.
At first, Minghao was also shocked by the two Li Qingyis who shared the same roots, but he quickly realized the differences between them:
Those trapped inside the formation are at the fifth level of Qi Refining, while those on the outer perimeter are at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
Combined with Ling'er's act of releasing her clone to save him, he immediately deduced that the person trapped in the formation was most likely the main body.
So he set up a secret technique to conceal Li Qingyi's true form, so that other Purple Mansions could not see anything amiss.
His gaze toward Li Qingyi's true form was somewhat complicated:
"This technique of creating clone puppets is truly profound. Did it originate from the Golden Core True Monarch behind him?"
This action was merely to establish a positive connection.
After all, behind Li Qingyi stood an unfathomable Golden Core True Monarch.
"Truly, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. That day, in trying to deduce your origins, I suffered a backlash, but this misfortune also brought me a blessing, allowing me to comprehend a sliver of the true essence of the Heavenly Dao, and elevate my cultivation to a new level."
A ripple appeared in Minghao's eyes as he looked at Li Qingyi.
Li Changqing's gaze at Qingkui shifted uncertainly for a long time before finally settling on a firm one.
Just then, Minghao spoke up, "Fellow Daoist, it's best not to take him back to the royal family to cultivate."
With just this one sentence, Li Changqing understood its profound meaning.
"Indeed. Such talent, if tied to the fate of a nation, might actually ruin him."
Li Changqing looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, "Perhaps, this is fate."
He had barely finished speaking when he waved his hand dismissively.
A vibrant sense of life spread, and the mountains and forests destroyed by the disaster recovered at a visible speed.
"Fellow Daoist's cultivation has become increasingly unfathomable; even a mere clone possesses such power."
"I'm barely making ends meet. If you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I would have had to fight Lin Xuanming again."
Before leaving, Li Changqing took one last deep look at Li Qingyi:
"It must be the child Wuya lost sixteen years ago."
He cupped his hands to Minghao and said, "Thank you for informing me of today's events. I must first remove the remaining forty-eight Blood Sacrifice Demon Formations. I will definitely pay you a visit another day to express my gratitude."
After saying that, his figure gradually disappeared into the world.
Seeing Li Changqing leave, Minghao immediately landed in front of Ling'er from high above.
Li Qingyi quickly manipulated the green puppet to express her gratitude:
"Thank you for your help, senior."
To everyone's surprise, Minghao didn't respond at all, his gaze fixed straight on the direction of his body.
Minghao's actions made Li Qingyi realize that the other party had already seen through her tricks, leaving her with no choice but to step forward in her true form.
"Thank you very much, senior. I will always remember your kindness today."
"Remember what you said today," Minghao said meaningfully. "I'm entrusting Ling'er to you for now."
Upon hearing this, Ling'er frowned immediately: "Master, how can you just leave me with outsiders like this? I only know Brother Qingyi."
As she spoke, she hugged Qingkui's arm even tighter.
Seeing this, Minghao immediately understood the hidden meaning and burst into loud laughter: "Hahaha..."
"What is Master laughing at?"
Having ascended to the Purple Palace for many years, he had probably not encountered anything so interesting in a long time.
Minghao didn't expose Li Qingyi's trick:
"My true form is currently in seclusion. If any emergency occurs during this time, you may seek assistance from the Xuan Kingdom's royal family."
Ling'er nodded obediently: "Disciple understands."
As soon as he finished speaking, Minghao's clone transformed into starlight and vanished into the world.
Looking at the restored mountains and forests, Li Qingyi was filled with emotion.
"The realm of the Purple Mansion... truly inspires longing."
He turned to look at Ling'er, who was still clinging tightly to Qingkui's arm, and rubbed his temples helplessly.
"Let's go back to the city," Li Qingyi said softly.
Ling'er then released the green puppet, but still deliberately kept her distance from Li Qingyi's true form.
She looked up at Qingkui and smiled, "Brother Qingyi, let's go."
Looking at Ling'er's smiling face towards Qingkui, and then glancing at her cold attitude towards her own body, Li Qingyi could only smile bitterly to herself.
"What kind of nonsense is this?"