Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 270

Chapter 270 They are all traitors

. The shockwave from the meteorite violently dispersed the miasma, flattening trees, sending monsters flying and tumbling boulders, leveling the swirling miasma land.

Witnessing the devastation wrought by the meteorite, Wu Lian gasped, terrified.

She was thankful she’d run far enough; if she’d only run for five minutes, she’d likely have been blown away by the hurricane, her life or death uncertain.

“What’s your name?” Wu Lian realized she was hugging Yu Feng, and quickly pushed him away, sizing him up.

He’d saved her life, and she owed him a debt of gratitude.

“Yu Feng.”

“What reward do you want?” Wu Lian suspected Yu Feng had ulterior motives for sharing the meteorite incident.

What could Yu Feng possibly want? He simply wanted Senior Sister Wu Lian to survive.

“I heard you call me Senior Sister first, then Wu Lian?”

“…The technique told me.” Yu Feng was at a loss for words.

Wu Lian was skeptical of Yu Feng’s technique; she had never heard of such a technique. But if it wasn’t a technique, how could she explain the meteorite incident?

“So, calling me Senior Sister Wu Lian is auspicious for you? In that case, come and become my disciple, and I’ll be your true Senior Sister.”

“This…” Yu Feng hadn’t expected things to develop in this direction. He had been trying his best to avoid joining a faction.

“Join me, nothing will go wrong with me here,” said the invisible Jiang Li.

With the senior as his backup, Yu Feng was brought back to the sect by Wu Lian.

“Master, I’m back.”

“My dear disciple, you’re finally back. I was so worried about you. I saw a meteorite falling where you were and thought you were in trouble!” Wu Lian’s master was called Tongchen Taoist, an expert in talismans and a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

Taoist Tongchen whispered, “I heard it was a fight between two Fusion-stage cultivators. The cause was a small sect in the southeast called the Blood Sea Sect, whose leader and eldest senior brother died tragically from poisoning.”

“The leader is the descendant of a Fusion-stage cultivator who failed to achieve anything. While incompetent, he was still a Fusion-stage descendant, and the Fusion-stage master felt he had been slapped in the face.”

“The master, seeing the strange death of his descendant, blamed the Sky Poison Sect and sought punishment.”

“However, the Sky Poison Sect also had Fusion-stage cultivators behind them, and they thought they were being unreasonable.”

“After seeing the Sky Poison Sect’s denials, the people behind the Blood Sea Sect and the Sky Poison Sect fell out. The situation escalated, culminating in a cosmic battle between the two sides. The falling meteorite was the aftermath of their conflict.”

The invisible Jiang Li held his forehead in his hand. It really was them who had caused it.

“It almost happened, thanks to…” Wu Lian, terrified at the memory of what had just happened, was glad she had trusted Yu Feng’s words.

Wu Lian recounted Yu Feng’s story, and Taoist Tongchen marveled at it, having never heard of such a technique.

This was the technique practiced in the Tianji Tower, and surprisingly, no similar technique existed in this world. Jiang Li felt that the level of immortal cultivation in the Tonggu World was truly low.

The flow of time in the Tonggu World and the Jiuzhou World differed by about four times: 9,000 years passed in Jiuzhou, while 36,000 years passed in the Tonggu World.

During this 36,000 years, coupled with the people hiding techniques and texts, much was lost, and the immortal realm became nothing more than a legend in the Tonggu World.

The Tianji Tower’s immortal cultivation technique, even more so, vanished with the passage of time.

“Is this really true?” Taoist Tongchen, intrigued, asked Yu Feng, “If you could predict the future, guess whether I would accept you as my disciple or not?”

Taoist Tongchen had made up his mind: no matter what Yu Feng said, he would give a negative answer.

Yu Feng respectfully replied, “You won’t accept me as your disciple.”

“Haha, you’re wrong. I will accept you as my disciple…” Taoist Tongchen realized mid-sentence that something was wrong, but the words were already out and he couldn’t take them back.

“Master, please accept my disciple’s greetings.” Yu Feng accepted the master’s title with great skill.

He knew that Taoist Tongchen was one of the best masters he had ever had. At least he wouldn’t tear out your heart and liver and refine you into a puppet, nor would he feed you to a monster if you didn’t complete a task, or infuse you with rare treasures and then take over your body.

Yu Feng didn’t have high standards for a master; a master who could keep him alive was a good master.

Taoist Tongchen was not mentally prepared for the sudden appearance of a disciple, so he threw a copy of “Introduction to Talismans” to Yu Feng to test his aptitude and let him study on his own.

“I’ll see what you’ve learned in a few days.”

“Yes.”

Yu Feng withdrew respectfully.

“What do you think?” Taoist Tongchen asked Wu Lian after Yu Feng left.

Wu Lian pondered for a moment and said, “He may not be telling the truth, but he’s probably a good person.”

Taoist Tongchen was disappointed: “A good person is fine. There aren’t many good people left in this world.”

…

“I only know a little bit about the art of talismans,” Yu Feng said ashamed. He had once studied under Taoist Tongchen and learned the art of talismans, but unfortunately, he couldn’t even grasp the basics.

“That’s easy. I’ll find you a professional.” Jiang Li took out the long-distance communication talisman and called Bai Hongtu.

“Tell me, who are you looking for?” Bai Hongtu asked expertly.

“You. This kid needs to learn the art of talismans. Can you give him some tutoring?”

“I’m an expert at that.” Bai Hongtu rolled up his sleeves, ready to lecture.

Half a year later, Yu Feng already knew that this slovenly cultivator before him was the legendary Tribulation Crossing Stage, an unrivaled being in the world.

After the study session, Jiang Li asked, “When did your master and senior sister get into trouble, and how did it happen?”

Yu Feng said seriously, “Master suffered internal injuries in his early years that were incurable, so his strength isn’t as good as other Nascent Soul cultivators. Fortunately, he has achieved some success in the art of talismans… so he can protect himself.”

Yu Feng wanted to mention that Taoist Tongchen was quite accomplished in the art of talismans, but he didn’t have the nerve to say it in front of Bai Hongtu.

“Third Senior Brother hoped to inherit Master’s legacy, but Master only valued Senior Sister Da. Feeling resentful, Third Senior Brother colluded with outsiders and revealed Master’s weaknesses.”

“Master died tragically, and the disciples fled. Senior Sister Wu Lian refused to leave and was killed.”

“So, all we need to do is take care of your third senior brother?” Bai Hongtu thought it was pretty simple.

Yu Feng shook his head. “Even if third senior brother doesn’t take action, there’s still fourth senior brother.”

“So what if fourth senior brother is taken care of too?”

“And fifth senior brother.”

“…So if fifth senior brother is taken care of too, what about sixth senior brother?” Bai Hongtu didn’t think it was that simple anymore.

“No one, I’m the sixth one.”

“Does your second senior brother have any ideas?”

“Second senior brother betrayed the sect a long time ago. I haven’t seen him since I joined.”

“Everyone’s a traitor.” Bai Hongtu didn’t know what to say.

“I once asked third, fourth, and fifth senior brothers if Master treated them well. Third senior brother said not well enough, Master favors Senior Sister Wu Lian.”

“Fourth senior brother said Master is kind, but something bad will happen sooner or later. If that’s the case, it’s better to die at his hands first, so that the good things don’t go to waste.”

“Fifth senior brother said Master is a good person, and good people deserve to be bullied.”

Yu Feng recalled Master’s murder, Senior Sister Wu Lian’s desperate fight, and how he had shed tears and harshly questioned his three senior brothers, only to receive such a cold response.

Bai Hongtu complained: “Does your master accept disciples based on the standard of traitors?”

Jiang Li shook his head: “Everyone in this world is like this.”

(End of this chapter)