Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"This is the Umbrella Jade! Obtain the Sword, Fan, Bell, Cauldron, Umbrella, Stele, and Beast seven jades, and you can enter this King's mausoleum to reap the corresponding fortune!"

About a hundred miles away from the valley where he encountered the gray fog, beneath a hidden cliff, Zhang Yuanjing held a uniquely shaped jade box, murmuring the three lines of tiny ancient seal script on the box, feeling somewhat bewildered.

"This King's mausoleum? The mausoleum of King Xue?"

However, the place where he obtained the jade pendant was more than three million miles away from Mount Xue, and it was just a remote mountain peak, without any peculiarities, except for—three Nine-Leaf Yellow Dusk Grasses.

He opened the jade box, inside which was a groove, exactly the same shape as the umbrella-shaped jade pendant. He placed the jade pendant on it, and with a "click," the jade pendant embedded itself perfectly, fitting seamlessly, obviously a set.

At the instant the jade pendant closed, the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly stirred, like water waves, gathering towards the jade box, rapidly disappearing into it.

The originally tranquil cliff instantly surged with wind and clouds, and spiritual energy steamed, as if a powerful cultivator or demon beast was breaking through a realm.

Zhang Yuanjing was startled and quickly pried the jade pendant out of the groove. The cloud of spiritual energy that had surged like a tide immediately stopped abruptly and quickly dissipated into the mountains and valleys.

Zhang Yuanjing did not dare to stay, crawled out of the cliff, and fled rapidly out of the mountain along the terrain.

This jade box was obtained from the tall cultivator's storage bag. The reason these four attacked him again was likely related to this jade box.

Years ago, at that remote mountain peak, these four must have dug several feet into the ground, not finding him, but instead discovering this jade box. After seeing the words on it, they guessed that he had obtained the jade pendant. Therefore, after encountering him in the other courtyard, they followed him and ambushed him, wanting to steal the jade pendant.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but smile wryly. This was truly an unprovoked disaster! However, judging from the jade pendant's effect on the gray fog, this item must be related to Mount Xue, and perhaps it is truly the key to unlocking its secrets.

However, there are a total of seven jade pendants, and he only has one. What use is that! King Xue was a great power in ancient times, and this mausoleum must have been built at least twenty to thirty thousand years ago. In such a long period, there has never been any mention of the so-called seven jades.

Perhaps someone obtained a jade pendant, but because it was only one or two, it was useless, so they shelved it, and eventually its whereabouts became unknown. If that's the case, finding the remaining six jade pendants is even more unlikely.

Zhang Yuanjing traveled all the way to the edge of Mount Xue. Seeing the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect's other courtyard just ahead, he suddenly stopped his flying sword, turned around, and headed back into the mountains.

He suddenly thought that since the tall cultivator was a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect, if any of the other three escaped the gray fog's invasion and revealed the news, how would the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect treat him?

He already suspected that Xiao Yousong had lied about Wang Yuanxi's matter, so how could he entrust his life to the other party's respect. King Xue's mausoleum is no ordinary opportunity, and it is very likely that the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect or Xiao Yousong would take risks for it.

Besides, as long as they follow Wang Yuanxi's example and say that Zhang Yuanjing broke into Mount Xue himself and disappeared, they can also explain it to the Profound Heaven Sect. The sect is busy with the Shumi Mountain matter, and most likely won't send out a Core Formation cultivator to investigate here. As time passes, this matter will naturally be forgotten.

Therefore, after a little thought, he felt that he could no longer return to the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect and could not return to the Profound Heaven Sect via the original route.

So, he thought of detouring through Mount Xue. Anyway, with the jade pendant guarding him, he had no fear of the gray fog's invasion, and he could use it to conceal himself, switch to the east side of Mount Xue, and return to the mountain gate southward from there.

Of course, he still sent a message to Xiao Yousong via the sound transmission jade, informing him that he had urgent matters to attend to and needed to leave immediately. After the matter was completed, he would directly return to Heavenly Capital Mountain, thanking him and the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect for their hospitality for the past year and a half, and so on. He hoped for a chance to repay them in the future.

Not to mention that Xiao Yousong quickly sent multiple messages after receiving the sound transmission, asking about the situation, expressing his desire to send people to assist the esteemed guest of the Upper Sect in handling matters, and asking him to give him a chance. Zhang Yuanjing ignored them all, simply heading east along the southern edge of Mount Xue.

Along the way, because he had to avoid powerful demon beasts, Zhang Yuanjing traveled very slowly. By the time night fell, he had only traveled about two thousand miles.

He found a hillside with no traces of demon beast activity, set up a simple maze formation under a large rock, and then meditated and rested.

He did not know how long had passed when he suddenly heard a "hissing" sound coming from underground. Zhang Yuanjing woke up in shock, stood up abruptly, grasped the great axe in his hand, and looked down at the soil beneath his feet.

A breath later, a deep yellow head the size of a water bucket burst out of the ground, opening its bloody mouth and biting towards Zhang Yuanjing's waist.

Zhang Yuanjing's mana surged, and he swung the great axe in his hand, striking the triangular sharp teeth in the monster's mouth, making a clear "clang" sound. The monster cried out in pain, "hooshing," and shrank back.

At the same time, from behind him, another monster's head emerged, even larger than the previous one. As soon as it opened its mouth, a fishy stench assaulted his nostrils, making him dizzy.

Zhang Yuanjing leaped up three zhang and fell down the hillside.

At this moment, within a few miles of the hillside, from under the short grass, from between the low trees, more than a dozen giant python-like demon beasts emerged. But unlike pythons, these demons had thick armor covering their heads, long and sharp mouths, and eight legs growing under their bellies, crawling on the ground as if flying.

Zhang Yuanjing dared not land, nor dared to use earth escape, so he summoned his flying sword, stepped on it, and flew rapidly in the low air two zhang above the ground. The dozen or so demon beasts chased closely below.

After half an hour, Zhang Yuanjing, in a panic in the dark night, also attracted several Spirit Awakening Realm demon beasts, all chasing after him in a rage.

Zhang Yuanjing was chased in a bit of a panic, and actually forgot the basic rule of survival in the wild for cultivators: "No flying in dangerous places." He raised his flying sword and went directly into the air more than ten zhang high.

As a result, before he could get rid of the pursuers on the ground, dozens of birds flew out of a dense forest and pounced on him.

"They are Dragon Owls! The most skilled demon birds in group combat!"

In addition to being frightened, Zhang Yuanjing came up with a plan in a flash. He immediately turned his flying sword and flew quickly towards the depths of Mount Xue.

As a result, the commotion became even greater, and more demon beasts, including demon birds, joined the ranks of hunting Zhang Yuanjing.

Fortunately, the place where he was located was only three hundred miles away from the gray fog-filled area of Mount Xue. He urged his flying sword, and after a burst of rapid flight, he finally rushed into the gray fog before being surrounded by demon birds.

Various illusions instantly attacked. Zhang Yuanjing, who was already prepared, held his primordial unity, ignoring all the changes.

A breath later, a cool sensation spread throughout his body, and all the illusions shattered like bubbles. Around him was a layer of blue-green halo, resisting the invasion of the rolling gray fog.

Behind him, there was still the sound of hundreds of demon birds flapping their wings rapidly. On the ground, there was no movement, and it seemed that the demon beasts had disappeared in an instant.

He continued to fly forward until there was no sound coming from behind. At this time, in the dark night, Zhang Yuanjing, surrounded by gray fog, completely lost his direction.

He hesitated for a moment, hardened his heart, raised his flying sword, and soared into the sky, preparing to rush directly out of the gray fog and into the clouds.

However, even when he rose hundreds of zhang, the surrounding area was still filled with gray fog. He was about to continue to rise when a gloomy cold wind blew, causing the halo to sway from side to side, faintly showing signs of cracking.

Zhang Yuanjing was shocked and quickly pricked up his ears to listen. Indeed, he heard the sound of wind roaring dozens of zhang above, which was very violent.

While hesitating, another gust of cold wind swept over, scattering most of the halo's clear light.

Zhang Yuanjing did not dare to risk it, quickly turned the sword's head, and quickly fell down, stopping in the air ten zhang above the ground.

The gray fog continued to gather, bombarding the halo. Perhaps because it had been ravaged by the cold wind above twice, the halo was very unstable at this time, the blue light flickering, looming.

He took out the jade pendant, its color was already light green, no longer the original dark green.

"Could it be that it was broken by the cold wind?"

Zhang Yuanjing looked around blankly, not knowing where the way out was.

At this time, the fingertips of his hand holding the jade pendant felt a touch of coolness, and then it became a little itchy. It was a suction force!

The jade pendant needs spiritual power to replenish it!

Zhang Yuanjing suddenly woke up and immediately circulated his cultivation technique, injecting a pure earth power into the jade pendant.

The jade pendant was like a long drought meeting timely rain, devouring earth power in large gulps, the fading trend quickly stopped, and the halo finally stabilized, flashing a weak blue light, stubbornly resisting the impact of the thick, water-like gray fog.

In just half a quarter of an hour, Zhang Yuanjing's dantian mana was mostly exhausted, and the jade pendant could only barely support it, failing to recover. Continuing to consume it like this would surely lead to death!

He glanced down, and the bottom was also thick gray fog, unable to see the ground, and unable to judge whether there were demon beasts lurking in the ground.

Given the peculiarity of this Mount Xue, since the ground above is covered with strange gray fog, then underground, in the soil, perhaps many demon beasts that are good at earth movement have bred.

Thinking of the sharp-mouthed demon beast like a giant python, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

However, the threat of gray fog is even more imminent. If he cannot avoid entering the soil and take a breather to find a way to restore some strength to the jade pendant, he will not be able to save his life.

After hesitating for a few breaths, he finally made up his mind, gently tapped his feet, and the flying sword fell rapidly, instantly landing on the ground.

This was a thick meadow, green as a blanket, full of spirituality, with dew flowing on it, exuding a fresh breath.

Zhang Yuanjing had no time to look at it, put away the flying sword, and immediately performed earth escape, drilling into the ground. The gray fog that followed moved back and forth on the meadow, lingering for a long time.

The soil was cool as water, and the earth power from all sides, like surging waves, constantly washed over.

Zhang Yuanjing only dived two zhang before he was unable to advance any further.

The mystery of Mount Xue was far beyond his expectations. No wonder, back then, even with Senior Brother Yuan Kui's ability, he could only retreat in the face of difficulty.

Not only is there gray fog blocking the ground, but underground, the earth power is far beyond other places.

This instead made him sure that the so-called Mausoleum of King Xue was definitely not groundless. It's just that with his strength, he is not yet able to investigate it deeply. However, he can report it to Senior Brother Yuan Kui and let him unlock the secrets of this place!