Chapter 13: The End of Shui Yi

Yi Shui City.

This was a brand new city, built after the tribe 'Shui Clan' gradually grew strong. Now the clan leader of the Shui clan was the Zifu cultivator 'Shui Tianyi'.

"Hmm?"

Ji Ning stood amidst the high clouds, looking down. His divine sense enveloped the entire city below. With his current strength, Ji Ning could annihilate the entire city. But as a cultivator, Ji Ning dared not casually kill mortals. Killing mortals was taboo for cultivators, a grave sin! Of course, if a mortal dared to offend, he could punish them. But if he went on a killing spree and killed too many, he would be burdened with sin... just like Bei Zishan, hunted by the Yinglong Guard!

"It seems these dozen or so people could be the Shui clan leader." Ji Ning's divine sense swept over them, and he focused on those with stronger souls and more imposing auras.

But from appearance alone, Ji Ning couldn't determine their exact strength.

He observed for only about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

"It's him." Ji Ning quickly identified the Shui clan's leader.

...

"Clan leader."

"Uncle."

As Shui Tianyi walked along the stone path, other clan members were extremely respectful, for he was the only Zifu cultivator stationed in the clan now. Of course, there was also the stronger 'Shui Yi', but he was in the distant and powerful Dong clan.

These people didn't know that their respectful calls of 'clan leader' allowed Ji Ning in the high sky to identify who the leader was.

"Mm." Shui Tianyi, in a green robe, with a long beard fluttering, had a certain bearing.

Soon he arrived at his usual meditation room. No servants or clan members dared approach... To those clan members and servants, a cultivator's meditation was very mysterious, and no one dared disturb him.

Inside the meditation room.

Shui Tianyi sat cross-legged, eyelids drooping: "My Shui clan is growing more prosperous. The 'yuan liquid' that Elder Yi sent last time allowed three new Xiantian experts to reach perfection. If one of these Xiantian experts could break through to the Zifu stage, that would be wonderful. Our Shui clan still has too few Zifu cultivators!"

As a clan leader, Shui Tianyi ardently desired the clan's strength.

The Shui clan's position was too awkward.

Weak?

It had Zifu cultivators!

Strong?

It didn't even have a Xia city! This awkward position naturally drove Shui Tianyi and 'Elder Yi', the two Zifu cultivators, to try every means to strengthen their clan.

"Patience." Shui Tianyi still remembered what 'Elder Shui Yi' had told him—"Tianyi, don't rush. Take it step by step. Our clan's foundation is too weak... If we're too hasty, we might provoke other powerful forces in Yanghe Bay, and we could face annihilation. We'll take it slow. I'm in the Dong clan now... other forces in Yanghe Bay won't start a war with us. When our clan has more Zifu cultivators, I'll naturally bring some friends from the Dong clan back to establish a foundation for our Shui clan!"

"Elder Yi has sacrificed too much for our clan." Shui Tianyi sighed inwardly.

It was precisely because Shui Yi willingly entered the Dong clan as a servant that he could gradually help the Shui clan.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Shui Tianyi felt a powerful impact directly striking his soul.

Boom!

Shui Tianyi was instantly dazed.

A flash of sword light passed through, directly piercing the roof of the meditation room, and a figure followed into the room. Ji Ning appeared in the room, and a milky-white bag materialized in his hand.

"Collect!" Ji Ning opened the large bag, which immediately produced a gale-force suction.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~

The suction force lifted bowls, chopsticks, and plates around, and the dazed, unresisting Shui Tianyi was sucked directly toward the bag. This bag, called the 'One Qi Bag', was only a mortal-grade magic treasure. Inside, it had suction power to draw in external objects. Though the bag looked small, it was actually several zhang in size inside.

This bag couldn't attack actively.

Only when an enemy was completely unresisting could they be sucked in. Simply put, it was used to hold people! Inside the 'One Qi Bag', one couldn't breathe. An ordinary Houtian mortal would suffocate to death, but Xiantian beings and cultivators were fine without breathing.

"Hmph." Ji Ning immediately pulled the rope to tighten the bag's mouth, then waved his hand. The immense strength of his Fiendgod Body Refining caused a powerful air pressure from the wave, shattering the surrounding tables and wood, leaving a mess.

"Let's go." Ji Ning hoisted the large bag, turned into a streak of light, and shot up through the hole he had made, disappearing in an instant.

...

The rumbling in the meditation room was naturally heard outside.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems a streak of light shot up into the sky."

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Some Xiantian beings of the Shui clan quickly turned into afterimages and rushed over. Many of them had seen a streak of light shooting up. The light was too fast... they could only vaguely tell it was a human figure.

"So fast, it must be a cultivator."

"A cultivator flew out of the clan leader's meditation room?"

"Not good."

Everyone panicked.

"Look, there's a big hole in the roof of the meditation room." Among the rushing Xiantian beings, some jumped high enough to see the big hole in the roof.

"Let's go in."

"Quick."

One by one, they leaped and flew in through the hole.

This Shui clan was too weak. The strongest in the entire clan, 'Shui Yi', was merely a servant in the Dong clan. So even the clan leader's meditation room was only made of good materials; ordinary Xiantian beings couldn't break it, but Zifu cultivators could generally force their way in.

The meditation rooms for formal disciples of the Black-White College, however, couldn't be broken even by loose immortals.

"Where's the clan leader?"

"It's a mess inside."

"The table is shattered, the roof is pierced, and the clan leader has disappeared." The entire Shui clan fell into chaos. They first went to the ancestral hall to check the clan leader's life tablet.

After checking, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"The clan leader's life tablet hasn't broken; he's not dead."

"But how did he disappear?"

"Who was that attacking cultivator?"

The Shui clan remained terrified. With their strongest clan leader missing, how could they be at ease? Then they thought of the clan's strongest—Elder Yi, Shui Yi, who was a servant in the Dong clan.

"Quick, invite Elder Yi."

"Quickly invite Elder Yi back."

...

Ji Ning stood in the high clouds, the One Qi Bag on his shoulder, his divine sense enveloping the area below.

"They're indeed going to invite Shui Yi." Ji Ning grinned. "But it's a long way from here to the Dong clan's Xueyun Wilds. At the slowest, one or two months; at the fastest, half a month."

Ji Ning glanced at the bag on his shoulder. "This guy is a Zifu cultivator; being trapped inside for a month or two won't kill him."

...

Time passed.

The Shui clan had directly crushed a communication talisman, startling 'Shui Yi' far away in the Dong clan. He knew something major must have happened to his clan, or they wouldn't have crushed the talisman.

"Return immediately."

Shui Yi quickly asked for leave from the Dong clan's high ranks. As a Zifu Perfection cultivator, he wasn't an ordinary servant and had some status. Asking for leave to return home was a trivial matter, and the Dong clan's high ranks naturally agreed.

That very day, Shui Yi set off on his journey home.

...

Half a month later.

In a wild mountain forest just a hundred li outside Yi Shui City, there was a splendid cave mansion—Mu Zishuo's puppet cave mansion, surrounded by formations. Even if mortals or Xiantian beings came here, they wouldn't find it.

Ji Ning and the others were temporarily staying here.

"Master, that Shui Yi won't not come back, will he?" Qingqing worried.

"This is his clan, and he's the strongest in it. How could he not return?" Ji Ning shook his head. Except for those who had been mistreated by their clan, normal clan members who grew up in the clan had a strong sense of belonging. This was determined by the survival laws of this wild land.

To live well, the entire clan had to stick together, united.

Generation after generation...

Fighting for the clan had long become the belief of countless clan members. Even if they weren't fanatical about the clan, they would generally return when the clan was in trouble.

"Hmm?" Ji Ning's eyes faintly showed sword light.

Beside him, Bai Shu in white also looked at Ji Ning: "He's here?"

"He's here!" Ji Ning nodded.

"Let's go." Bai Shu couldn't wait either.

"Mm." Ji Ning nodded.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Ji Ning and Bai Shu shot up together, quickly heading to meet 'Shui Yi', who was about to arrive at Yi Shui City after his long journey.

"Let's follow." Mu Zishuo and Qingqing also turned into streaks of light and followed.

...

High in the sky.

A leaf-shaped magic treasure was flying through the air, with a gray-robed Taoist standing on it.

Shui Yi had a black mole on his face and always wore a smile, making him look somewhat comical. Yet this comical person had climbed to a high position in the vast Dong clan, becoming a Zifu Perfection cultivator despite being a servant.

In truth, except for those with truly great backgrounds, those who climbed from the bottom to become cultivators should never be underestimated!

"What happened that they crushed the talisman to call me back? Even Tianyi's strength couldn't handle it?" Shui Yi still didn't know what had happened.

"Here."

Shui Yi could already see Yi Shui City in the distance.

The name Yi Shui City—'Yi Shui'—was given to thank him, 'Shui Yi', for his contributions to the entire clan.

"Swoosh." Just as Shui Yi, riding the leaf treasure, was about to dive down from the clouds, suddenly—

Whoosh!

A streak of light flew toward him from afar.

"Hmm?" Shui Yi's expression changed. Just as he was about to reach Yi Shui City, another cultivator approached. This made Shui Yi sense 'danger'.

Looking carefully, standing in midair in the distance were a beast-skin-clad youth and a white-robed man. The white-robed man followed behind the youth like a servant or steward. The youth stood in the air, looking coldly at Shui Yi, and said coldly, "Are you Shui Yi?"