Chapter 61 Stealing a Spiritual Vein and Ending Up with a Forbidden One? Little Fish's First Combat Show!
Shenhuang Continent, Central Region.
Since the "Golden Immortal Rain" descended over Taixuan Dao Sect, the Laws of the entire Shenhuang Continent began a frantic dimensional upgrade. The previously dried-up Spiritual Qi revived, and countless ancient Spiritual Veins buried deep underground churned like awakening dragons.
The ultimate core source where all Spiritual Veins converged pointed strangely toward a Mortal city on the edge of the Eastern Wasteland—Qingyun City.
More precisely, it was the northern outskirts of Qingyun City, a dilapidated small courtyard with a leaky front gate.
The [Primordial World Tree] rooted in the Immortal Realm's ancestral vein had also been moved to the courtyard by Lin Yuan. Although he casually used it as a parasol, the creation Immortal Qi it unconsciously emitted had already transformed the ground beneath the courtyard into the top-tier "Origin of All-Mother Qi" in the myriad worlds.
The birth of such world-shaking treasures naturally couldn't be hidden from the colossal entities of the Central Region that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years.
"Rumble—!"
At noon, the originally clear sky above Qingyun City was suddenly completely covered by nine massive spiritual energy flying ships that blotted out the sun.
Banners on the flying ships obscured the sky, embroidered with a baring-claws-and-fangs purple-gold thunder dragon. This was none other than the expedition fleet of one of the top three super-hegemons in the Central Region—the [Zixiao Nine Dragons Holy Land]!
"Hahaha! Heaven truly blesses my Zixiao Holy Land!"
On the deck of the central flagship, a Grand Elder of the Holy Land named "Lei Mingzi," wearing a purple-gold thunder robe and radiating the terrifying pressure of the Mahayana Stage, looked down greedily at Qingyun City with his Divine Sense.
In his vision, above the dilapidated courtyard in the northern outskirts of Qingyun City, majestic Luck and ultimate spiritual vein crystals that were invisible to the naked eye were swirling!
"Pass down my decree!"
Lei Mingzi waved his wide sleeves and arrogantly issued an order: "Immediately blockade the entire northern outskirts of Qingyun City! Within a hundred-mile radius of that dilapidated courtyard, all Mortals and low-level Cultivators are to get lost within half an incense stick's time! Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed on the spot and turned into nourishment for our Holy Land's new Spiritual Vein!"
"Yes, Grand Elder!"
Hundreds of elite Disciples of the Holy Land at the Soul Transformation Stage and Void Returning Stage, like a swarm of bloodthirsty locusts, rode their escape lights and dove fiercely toward the dilapidated small courtyard.
...
Meanwhile, inside the courtyard in the north of the city.
The domineering aroma of Tantai Jinyue's secret sweet and sour pork ribs was wafting out of the kitchen.
Lin Yuan lay comfortably on a rocking chair, eyes closed, fingers tapping a rhythm on the armrest, waiting for the meal to start.
In the center of the courtyard, Xiao Yuer was holding the [executioner immortal array map iron piece] with both hands, seriously practicing "wood-chopping" movements against the air.
Around her, Demon Venerable Wanhua and the four great Immortal Kings were dutifully acting as "sharp-tongued coaches."
"Senior Sister, the angle of this downward chop is off by one-ten-thousandth of an inch! If you were butchering a pig in the Mortal world, this strike would get stuck in the bone gap!" Demon Venerable Wanhua stroked his beard and commented strictly.
"The strength in your wrist is scattered! Hold it! Don't forget what the Young Master said—don't break the flowers and grass in the courtyard. That gust of wind you just made almost blew away the moss in the corner!" Eastern Heaven Immortal King also gave professional guidance from the side.
Just as Xiao Yuer blushed and prepared to correct her posture.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the two flimsy wooden doors of the courtyard were directly blasted into wood chips by a tyrannical lightning Spell!
Immediately after, over a dozen elite Disciples at the Void Returning Stage wearing Zixiao Holy Land robes and looking arrogant burst into the courtyard like Heavenly Gods descending.
"Mortals inside, listen up! This territory has been requisitioned by my Zixiao Nine Dragons Holy Land! If you don't want to die, get out immediately..."
Before the leading head Disciple of the Holy Land could finish his words, his voice strangely got stuck in his throat.
Because he noticed that the people in the courtyard reacted very strangely.
There was no panic, and no kneeling to beg for mercy.
The white-robed scholar lying on the rocking chair didn't even lift an eyelid; the stunning red-clothed woman cooking in the kitchen merely waved a barrier in annoyance to block the wood chips flying toward the kitchen.
While the little girl in the center of the courtyard holding a piece of scrap iron, along with the five old men in ragged servant clothes beside her, were looking at them with anger and even a hint of pity.
"You... actually dare to break the door the Young Master rented?!"
Demon Venerable Wanhua's eyes were nearly bulging with blood.
Heavens! The Young Master just set a rule yesterday not to damage a single blade of grass or tree in the courtyard! These country bumpkins from the Central Region, who knows which cesspool they crawled out of, actually blew up the gate right away?! If this triggers the Young Master's morning grumpiness, they as servants will definitely be dragged into it!
"Senior Sister!"
Eastern Heaven Immortal King keenly seized this "performance" opportunity and immediately shouted at Xiao Yuer: "The Young Master taught us, how should we deal with such rude guests who don't understand Mortal etiquette and start demolishing the house upon arrival?!"
Xiao Yuer tightened her grip on the rusty iron piece, her small face tense, her eyes showing a coldness and murderous intent completely inconsistent with her age.
She remembered what her Revered Master said when teaching her to chop wood—"When you encounter wood grain that crashes head-on, don't hesitate; follow the weakest point and cut it in two."
"Should... chop them out, leaving no residue."
Xiao Yuer answered seriously.
"What arrogance! A wet-behind-the-ears Mortal girl dares to be insolent before my Zixiao Holy Land!"
The leading head Disciple of the Holy Land laughed out of anger. He, a dignified Void Returning Stage powerhouse, was actually ignored by a seven-year-old girl with no spiritual power fluctuations?
"Extract the souls of all these reckless Mortals and refine them!"
He roared, reaching out to condense a terrifying purple lightning hand a hundred zhang in size, carrying the pressure to destroy everything as it brutally grabbed toward Xiao Yuer and Lin Yuan on the rocking chair!
Facing such a Void Returning Stage expert who could flatten the entire Qingyun City.
Xiao Yuer did not retreat a single step.
She took a deep breath calmly, and the faintly glowing Dragon Elephant particles within her body secretly poured terrifying power into her arms at this moment.
She raised the [executioner immortal array map iron piece] in her hand, her clear large eyes staring fixedly at the giant lightning hand in mid-air.
In her vision, that seemingly invincible lightning Spell turned into countless coarse, loophole-filled lines of spiritual power.
"Here is the break point."
Xiao Yuer whispered softly, holding the iron piece with both hands, and performed a standard, ancient... "wood-chopping" motion.
"Swish—!"
There was no earth-shattering explosion of Spiritual Qi, nor any deafening roar.
There was only a faint but pure "conceptual cutting line" that followed the trajectory of the rusty iron piece and sliced through the void unreasonably!
That was exactly a trace of the most fundamental killing Sword Intent from the #1 ancient killing array—the Executioner Immortal Sword Array, combined with Dragon Elephant brute force!
"Rip!"
Under the ghost-seeing gazes of all the Zixiao Holy Land Disciples.
That terrifying giant purple lightning hand was like a piece of extremely fragile tofu, smoothly and neatly sliced into two halves by that invisible cutting line!
Not only that!
That unreasonable killing Sword Intent didn't slow down, following the trajectory of the spiritual power backlash and instantly slicing through the leading head Disciple's body!
"Thud."
The head Disciple didn't even have time to scream; his entire body split symmetrically into two halves from his forehead to his crotch, instantly turning into a pool of bloody water, with even his Divine Soul being instantly strangled into nothingness by the executioner immortal killing intent!
Dead silence.
The entire dilapidated courtyard, along with the Zixiao Holy Land Disciples in the sky who were preparing to watch the show, fell into an extreme dead silence at this moment.
"This... how is this possible?!"
On the spiritual energy flying ship in the sky, the Mahayana Stage Grand Elder Lei Mingzi's eyes almost popped out, and he plucked out a handful of his own white beard.
"No spiritual power fluctuations! Absolutely no spiritual power fluctuations! That seven or eight-year-old Mortal girl actually used a piece of scrap iron, relying purely on physical strength and some incomprehensible Sword Intent, to one-shot an elite Void Returning Stage Prodigy of my Holy Land?!"
Lei Mingzi felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
And in the courtyard.
Demon Venerable Wanhua and the four great Immortal Kings shook their heads in dissatisfaction.
"Senior Sister, you used the right amount of force in that strike, but your control is still not free enough!"
Demon Venerable Wanhua pointed at the pool of blood on the ground with deep regret: "The Young Master said to pay attention to Mortal etiquette and hygiene! You chopped him like this, blood splattered everywhere. I'll have to use a mop to wash the floor later. How much will this affect the Young Master's appetite for sweet and sour pork ribs?!"
"Exactly, exactly. Next time you cut this kind of trash, remember to use Sword Intent to directly dry up their Bloodline, turning them into dry powder to be swept out." Eastern Heaven Immortal King seriously added "combat experience" on the side.
Hearing these old men in ragged servant clothes commenting unscrupulously below, even complaining about them dirtying the floor.
Lei Mingzi finally reacted.
He was arrogant, but he wasn't stupid. If a seven-year-old girl could one-shot a Void Returning Cultivator, then what kind of terrifying monsters must the people who taught her and even watched all this indifferently be?!
"We've hit a steel plate... no, we've kicked an ancient divine mountain!"
Lei Mingzi's whole body trembled violently, and his survival instinct as a Mahayana Stage old monster frantically sounded the alarm at this moment.
"Retreat! Turn the flying ships around immediately! Abandon the Spiritual Vein and retreat to the Central Region at full speed!!!" Lei Mingzi roared shrilly, not even caring about the elite Disciples still in the courtyard.
However, at the moment those nine massive spiritual energy flying ships were about to turn around and flee.
Lin Yuan, who had been lying on the rocking chair, lazily rolled over and slightly opened his eyelids.
Max-Level Comprehension swept across the firmament in an instant.
[You observed the spiritual energy flying ship's void escape technique and understood the principles of spatial imprisonment and the drawing of a prison for all things.]
[You have comprehended the supreme spatial Law—Handspan Horizon Prison!]
Lin Yuan didn't even raise his hand; he just casually spoke a single word toward the nine flying ships in the sky.
"Fall."
"Buzz————！"
Words carry the force of Law, and the Great Dao rumbles!
An indescribable pressure of ultimate spatial Law instantly solidified the Laws within ten thousand miles above Qingyun City!
The nine Zixiao Holy Land flying ships, which were said to be able to traverse the void and have invincible defense, were like nine flies whose wings had been slapped, emitting a miserable wail in mid-air.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Under the shocked gazes of the city's residents, the nine massive flying ships directly lost all power and, like nine extremely heavy meteors, crashed accurately and neatly onto the wasteland outside the northern city courtyard.
"Boom!"
The earth shook and dust flew.
The Mahayana Stage Lei Mingzi, along with tens of thousands of Zixiao Holy Land elites, were like a group of quails locked in a cage, all pinned down firmly on the decks of the crashed flying ships, unable to move even a pinky finger.
Inside the courtyard.
Lin Yuan waved his hand in annoyance, dispersing the dust that drifted in.
He sat up and looked at the "visitors from beyond" outside the door who were already scared out of their wits, casually instructing:
"Xiao Yuer, go and dismantle all those logs that delivered themselves to our door and chop them into firewood. Old Wan, go and collect all the storage pouches on them as the repair fee for our front gate."
"Since you've come, no one leaves without doing a full year of hard labor."
"Just in time, the sweet and sour pork ribs in the kitchen should be ready to be served."