Chapter 285: Jade Chime

“Master, someone from the Bureau of Strange Affairs has arrived!”

In an underground palace, at the center of the Eight Trigrams Surveillance Array, there was a cloud-like couch. Sitting cross-legged on it was an old Daoist priest. His appearance was ethereal and noble, with white hair yet not a single wrinkle on his face. His earlobes were long and soft, and his gentle eyes resembled those of an infant.

In terms of physiognomy, this was someone possessing extraordinary features—someone destined to stand out wherever he went and destined for great achievements!

“The Bureau of Strange Affairs?”

Hearing his disciple’s report, the old Daoist’s face darkened immediately, and he rebuked, “Foolish!”

He knew that even if someone from the Bureau of Strange Affairs had come, they should have secretly informed him first. There was no way they would arrive unannounced like this—it was undoubtedly an enemy!

Glancing at Wu Ming at this moment, his heart trembled again. He couldn’t help but rise, step down from the cloud couch, and perform a Daoist bow, saying, “This junior Daoist, Yuqingzi, would like to ask which sect of the Dao you are from, Senior? Why are you playing such a joke on my disciple?”

“Yuqing? Are you the junior disciple of the late Yuqing Daoist? Wasn’t his sect completely wiped out? It seems there was some secrecy after all…”

Wu Ming showed slight surprise: “Looking at your vitality, you’re only about fifty or sixty years old, yet your cultivation realm has already reached that of a Celestial Master. So, you’ve already undergone one reincarnation, right?”

Daoist, Alchemist, Sorcerer, True Man, and Celestial Master—these were all titles of human immortals.

A human immortal could live up to two hundred years. After death, their soul would remain conscious and could either reincarnate or cultivate into a ghost immortal. They could also become a local deity.

However, reincarnation came with tribulations—the greatest being the amnesia of the womb. Besides that, there were heavenly and human tribulations. Without someone to protect them, the chances of survival were extremely slim.

It had been over two hundred years since Yuqing’s generation. If this person was truly Yuqing’s junior disciple, without achieving the status of an Earth Immortal, he should have died of old age long ago unless he had reincarnated.

Of course, although reincarnation was perilous, if one succeeded, the benefits were immense.

Firstly, one could choose a superior physical body, one with excellent innate qualities and exceptional talent, allowing rapid progress in Dao cultivation. Moreover, unlike ghost immortals or deity cultivation, this path was much smoother, promising a bright future.

“May I ask, Senior, do you know my senior brother Yuqing?”

Seeing that the other party had deduced his background with just one glance, Yuqingzi was even more astonished. He respectfully bowed again, his heart filled with unease as he asked.

“Senior… Senior?”

Beside him, the two Daoist disciples seemed somewhat stunned. Seeing their master act this way, they immediately prostrated themselves, their foreheads sweating coldly.

“Our Master has already reached the peak of human immortality, the realm of a Celestial Master… If this Senior is his senior, could it be…?”

“Could it be that this Senior is on the same level as Elder Yuqing—an Earth Immortal?”

The two Daoists exchanged glances, both relieved that they hadn’t shown any disrespect earlier.

“Oh?”

Seeing that the other could instantly recognize his extraordinary nature, Wu Ming was also slightly surprised.

Then, his gaze lingered a bit longer on the other’s spiritual aura above his head. With a slight activation of his Main God Controller authority, he suddenly burst into silent laughter.

“Why does Senior laugh?”

Yuqingzi inwardly groaned in distress. He signaled to his two disciples with a glance and began slowly retreating.

“Haha… I laugh because you’ve ignored the path to heaven and willingly walked into hell…”

Wu Ming bent over, almost laughing to tears: “Although the Blood Oath Alliance has no information on you, showing how deeply you’ve hidden yourself, it’s just your misfortune to run into me!”

“The Blood Oath Alliance?”

Yuqingzi’s face paled drastically: “You are…”

“You could instantly recognize my extraordinary nature, and your successful reincarnation—probably not due to Yuqing’s protection, but rather the assistance of the Main God Temple, right?”

Wu Ming unhesitatingly revealed the secret.

Immediately, the mechanical and majestic voice of the Main God Temple rang in Yuqingzi’s ears:

[Warning! Warning! Main God Temple intelligence has been leaked. Eliminate all informed parties within two hundred breaths, or face annihilation!]

That’s right! This younger brother of Yuqing, the last survivor of his sect, was also a Reincarnator!

In fact, with Wu Ming’s current Main God Controller authority, he could already sense the same authority on him!

Otherwise, if he were just an ordinary Reincarnator, Wu Ming wouldn’t even bother stepping on him!

“Master?”

One of the Daoist disciples stepped forward, supporting Yuqingzi’s arm: “Why is your face so pale? Have you been injured?”

The other Daoist, his eyes red, drew his long sword and shouted: “No need to ask! This must be an enemy! Kill!”

With a wave of his hand, a magical technique surged forward, followed by a streak of green sword light cutting through the air.

“Brave indeed!”

Wu Ming flicked his sleeve. Amidst a flash of green light, the magical beam instantly dissipated like a candle in the wind, and the green sword snapped in two. The Daoist disciple staggered backward in shock.

“Pity… It’s of no use at all…”

Wu Ming looked at him with pity, then turned his gaze to the opposite side.

“Mas… Master…”

The Daoist beside Yuqingzi fell to the ground in shock, blood blossoming across his chest.

“Why… why?”

He spat blood, struggling desperately, clearly unwilling to accept his fate.

Loyal to the end, yet met with such a result—anyone would feel resentful. He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

“Rest assured, I will take care of your wife and children…”

Yuqingzi closed his eyes briefly, then reopened them. His pupils were now one black and one white, as if he had cultivated some kind of sinister eye technique. He glared at Wu Ming: “Why do you force me to kill my beloved disciple? Why cause such a human tragedy?”

Seeing Wu Ming’s malicious intent, he no longer bothered to address him as Senior.

“Why? Naturally, it’s to kill you!”

Wu Ming smiled slightly. His Law Domain expanded, creating a scene of illusionary clarity that enveloped himself and the other Daoist disciple lying on the ground, protecting them firmly.

Yuqingzi was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, as if realizing something, he began furiously attacking his beloved disciple on the ground.

“Yuqing Daoist Art—Mysterious Light Slash!”

“Yuqing Daoist Art—Supreme Celestial Thunder Technique!”

Puchi! Puchi!

A streak of dark light and lightning slashed against the green barrier. The illusionary scene rippled but remained as solid as a mountain, nullifying the Daoist techniques.

Cultivating in tranquility, unshaken by myriad calamities!

At this moment, Wu Ming exuded the aura of having fully mastered the Yellow Court Retreat—remaining unmoved amidst countless tribulations, impervious to all techniques.

“Master wants to kill me?”

At this moment, the Daoist disciple on the ground was nearly driven mad.

Anyone witnessing their beloved Master suddenly change and recklessly kill innocents, slaying loved ones, and then coming to kill them would find it hard to remain sane.

“Daoxing… come out!”

Outside, seeing that his forceful attacks were ineffective, Yuqingzi immediately changed tactics. His eyes, one black and one white, rotated with mysterious light, and his voice became gentle yet compelling.

“Yes… Master!”

Daoxing stood up, eyes vacant, murmuring as he took a dazed step toward his Master.

Peng!

But when he reached the edge of the Law Domain, a barrier immediately bounced him back.

“What are you doing?”

Yuqingzi was furious—beyond furious!

He was also deeply wronged. Unexpectedly, while sitting at home, disaster fell from the sky. And it was such a madman! Someone who actually intended to die together with him.

“Did I dig up your ancestors’ graves or exterminate your nine clans?” His eyes were bloodshot: “Why must you insist on opposing me?”

He certainly didn’t want to die!

Having achieved the Celestial Master soul and with the Main God Temple’s assistance, he could even exchange for rare treasures to overcome the amnesia of the womb.

Thus, he could live nearly a thousand years, rivaling an Earth Immortal!

And during this time, if he made further breakthroughs, wouldn’t he have hope for eternal life?

The higher one’s position and the more one had gained, the more one feared losing it, and the more one feared death.

Undoubtedly, Yuqingzi was afraid.

“Wait… I surrender!”

Seeing Wu Ming’s indifferent expression, neither surprised nor pleased, just watching him, Yuqingzi finally panicked and admitted defeat: “I’m willing to submit to you, sign a contract, and serve under Senior’s command! This is my final limit!”

Unfortunately, Wu Ming remained noncommittal, looking at him as if he were already a dead man!

“He truly wants me dead, offering no compromise whatsoever!”

Yuqingzi quickly understood this meaning. Seeing the countdown had already entered its final ten breaths, he roared: “Fine! Since you insist on pressing me so hard, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Suddenly, a blood-red talisman appeared on his hand.

“Burning Blood and Soul, Yin-Yang Demon Cultivation, Great Transformation of the Celestial Demon, activate!”

Peng!

In an instant, the blood-red talisman exploded, turning Yuqingzi’s entire body into a blood mist. Powerful magical energy surged, forming a purplish-red shadow that cackled with malevolence, rushing toward Wu Ming’s green barrier!

Hualala!

The Immortal Law Domain, previously as steady as Mount Tai, was immediately shaken.

“A demonic secret technique that consumes essence and burns the soul?”

Wu Ming’s expression was rarely solemn. Suddenly, he grabbed Daoxing in front of him, enveloping him in a green light, instantly retreating several zhang away.

He had never said he had to directly withstand Yuqingzi’s attack. If things went awry, he could temporarily retreat—after all, in just a few more breaths, Yuqingzi would automatically perish. Facing a dying man, Wu Ming’s patience was always abundant.

“Despicable…”

Green light and blood-red light roamed the battlefield. Several breaths later, the blood-red light hesitated, revealing a faint little figure, clearly recognizable as Yuqingzi’s soul!

But at this moment, he could only hatefully curse once before immediately dissipating under some force’s influence.

He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief!

“Mas… Master?”

As Wu Ming released him, Daoxing fell to the ground, watching the changes with sudden hatred in his eyes: “You devil! Even as a ghost, I won’t let you off!”

He suddenly dashed his head against a pillar, shattering his crown and dying instantly.

“A ghost? Do you think you can even become a ghost?”

The green light dissipated, scattering several wisps of soul. Wu Ming was no kind-hearted person, especially not when it came to matters concerning his own safety—he would never show unnecessary mercy.

Yuqing Daoist Palace.

This was the main sect of the Yuqing Dao lineage. Palaces stretched endlessly, surrounded by arrays, with clouds and mist lingering all year round. Around the mountain gate, ancient pines formed shade, lingzhi mushrooms grew like forests, immortal cranes cried out long and clear, and spiritual apes presented fruits, making it as beautiful as a paradise.

“You are the chosen disciple recommended by the Dingzhou Dao Academy? Excellent!”

As soon as Wu Qing arrived, she received a grand reception. After all, such a chosen disciple, a spiritually gifted girl, wasn’t something found everywhere.

However, just as the elderly Daoist leading her was halfway through his explanation, a series of urgent bell chimes rang around them.

“Junior Master?”

Wu Qing asked: “What is this… happening?”

“Eighteen consecutive rings of the Dragon Alarm Bell…”

After a long while, the Daoist finally sighed: “This signifies the passing of one of our sect’s ancestral masters, whose soul now wanders in the Void…”