CHAPTER 698: 576 FRAGRANT MIST TRUE MASTER

Feng Wu looked at Shi Feiyang, her heart stirring wildly.

Her first reaction was: Who is this Daoist fellow, could it be that he fancies me? Could he have passed by from the heavens, taken by my appearance, love at first sight...

Thinking thus, she hurriedly straightened her clothes and stood up, her eyes shyly filled with autumn waves as she looked at Shi Feiyang, "May I know which Daoist fellow you are? Is there something you wish to teach me?"

Shi Feiyang told her, "My Daoist name is ’Master Yuan Yang’. Have you ever heard of it?"

"Yuan Yang..." This Daoist name sounded unfamiliar at first, but Feng Wu immediately recalled someone, her heart skipping a beat, "Could Master truly be surnamed Shi?"

Shi Feiyang nodded, "Indeed, it is I."

Feng Wu’s brows twitched, a mix of shock and delight in her heart: Could it be that the legendary Master Shi was also captivated by my beauty? That he took the initiative to seek me out?

Her heart pounded uncontrollably. She had long heard of this True Master’s great fame, especially in recent years with the bloodshed that swept across several provinces in the Central Plains, spreading along the banks of the Yangtze River, causing uproar that everyone knew of. It was said that it was this True Master who stepped in to resolve the situation, broke the Heavenly Demon Immortal Slaying Sword, drove away Chi You, and even captured the Blood God Child, Deng Yin!

Now meeting him in person, he indeed looked dignified and otherworldly. To be able to follow such a True Immortal would truly be dying without regrets!

She also felt that this idea was too wonderful, almost impossible to realize: "Master Shi has sought this humble Daoist, may I know if there’s any task you wish to assign?"

Shi Feiyang thought to himself that this fellow was behaving so well, truly uncharacteristic of a sect hierarch of an evil cult.

He pointed to Sun Nan, who lay limp on the ground, drained, "I am here for this man. His previous life belonged to the Emei Sect disciple Sun Nan, and I originally wanted him to do a task for me."

Feng Wu was very surprised, "Impossible! He is the reincarnation of my brother disciple, the Yin Yang Elder, how could he be an Emei Sect disciple?"

Shi Feiyang replied, "Your brother disciple’s reincarnated soul was a fisherman, previously fishing over there and was abducted by an overseas Independent Immortal."

"An overseas Independent Immortal? Is that person male or female? What is their surname and name?"

"It is a female Sword Immortal, likely surnamed Wei. You can go in that direction to search, by now she must be tens of thousands of miles away."

Feng Wu quickly bent down to carefully examine the Primordial Spirit Soul of the man on the ground, then silently operated her power to calculate.

At that moment, Shi Feiyang had already turned back the Heavenly Number, and Feng Wu indeed saw that the person’s soul was not her brother disciple’s, and she calculated the true Heavenly Number.

She suddenly stamped her foot, "Oh no, that old ghost deceived me!"

Shi Feiyang saw her stamp her foot but noticed she made no other move, just looking at him with a face that was both shy and flirtatious, "Aren’t you going to chase after your brother disciple?"

Feng Wu, with a somewhat infatuated tone, asked, "What task do you want this young man to perform? I wonder if I can be of any service? In terms of Divine Power, I am much stronger than him, and I am skilled in prolonged battles..."

Shi Feiyang was speechless for a while, pointing in the direction Wei Yaozhi fled, "The task I have is only doable by him. You, get lost quickly; if you dare to fantasize about me again, I will castrate you, refine you into a Demon that is neither male nor female, a waste on all six roots."

Feng Wu, nicknamed "True Master of Fragrant Mist," had, since the day she entered the Dao, practiced a Demon Path Technique. She collected many aphrodisiacs such as Yin Yang Grass and gold and silver beans, taking them internally and bathing in them, then nurturing them with Magic, making her whole body secrete a sickeningly sweet fragrance from inside out.

Men and women alike, once they smelled it, would feel their minds befuddled, immediately affected by the Evil Magic, seeing his body as a rare treasure, unable to resist immediately kneeling and rushing over, wanting to lick him from head to toe, willing to become his slave.

While talking to Shi Feiyang, he had secretly cast this Magic, hoping to bewitch Shi Feiyang and make him fall for him.

However, what Dao Level was Shi Feiyang? Unknowingly, he rebounded the Magic back on him. Now, mystified, he gazed at Shi Feiyang’s face, particularly wanting to kiss him, foolishly saying, "If I could always accompany the True Master, receiving your nurturing dew, even becoming a ruined Demon would be sweet to me..."

"Alright then, I’ll refine you into a Demon and send you back to the Outer Heaven Divine Mountain as a reward for those Demon Kings and Saints."

Saying this, he casually released a wave of Purple and Blue Divine Light that enveloped Feng Wu.

Feng Wu was greatly shocked, hurriedly released her Flying Sword, but was tightly squeezed by the Purple and Blue Divine Light around her body, hemmed in from all sides as if by copper walls and iron walls.

The Flying Sword, upon encountering the Purple and Blue Divine Light, couldn’t cut through even a bit.

He hastily released another wheel-shaped Magical Treasure, spinning it fiercely outward, but it still could not shake the Divine Light in the slightest.

In the end, he employed one of the deadliest Spells of the Yin Yang Sect, the Yin Yang Five Elements Reversed Immortal Palm. His hand print, engulfed in multicolored mist, flew outward and shattered into wisps of smoke upon striking the Divine Light Barrier.

This utterly terrified Feng Wu, making him think that Master Yuan Yang was even more formidable than legends suggested. With just a casual Divine Light, he had trapped him, and killing him seemed as trivial as crushing an ant.

Feng Wu thought Shi Feiyang really intended to castrate him. Now a hermaphrodite, being castrated would leave him neither male nor female, unable to cultivate the Yin Yang Sect’s Daoist Techniques—effectively turning him into a cripple!

Seeing that Shi Feiyang’s smile had vanished, replaced by a stern expression, Feng Wu’s face turned ashen. He quickly knelt down and pleaded with a cry in his voice, "I never meant to offend the Master! It’s just my habitual frivolity, I often speak without considering the gravity of my words. Please, forgive my unintentional mistake..."

Shi Feiyang said, "Considering your usual behavior, you should have been sliced a thousand times over! Having bumped into me today, how could I possibly spare you?"

Terrified, Feng Wu hastily prostrated himself, begging for mercy with snot and tears streaming down his face, a pitiful sight as he continuously pleaded.

"I recall that after you and your senior brother became sworn enemies, you left the Yin Yang Sect and founded the Fragrance Sect on your own, declaring yourself the Fragrance Sect Hierarch. How come you’re such a coward now, fearing death so? Well, I don’t feel like killing today. You may leave." Shi Feiyang then added, "Your brother regretted his actions greatly before Soldier Disintegration, having a change of heart to return to the righteous path. Although in his past life he was cautious, only capturing young men and women from the Mortal World every three years and releasing them unharmed after use, he still made two enemies. He needs to seek revenge on them, and you being brothers, should protect him."

After he finished speaking, he withdrew the Purple and Blue Divine Light, and Feng Wu, bowing continuously like smashing garlic, choked out, "Thank you, Master, for sparing my life. I will never forget this grace."

Shi Feiyang waved his hand, "Get lost! I don’t want to see you."

Feng Wu didn’t dare say more, quickly got up, and scurried toward the seaside. While running, he released his Flying Sword. A burst of pink light enveloped him, lifting him off the ground and shooting him toward the space between Heaven and Sea, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Shi Feiyang watched him fly away, unable to suppress a chuckle, finding the fellow rather amusing.

He casually dispelled the Spell on Sun Nan, who got up from the ground, straightened his clothes, and knelt in salute, "This young one bows before the Immortal."

Shi Feiyang didn’t tell him much, only asked him to close his eyes, "No matter what you see, do not panic. I’m taking you home."

He waved his hand, enveloping Sun Nan in a Purple and Blue glow and lifting him from the ground. They darted across the blue sky like a shooting star, and in moments, they were back on his original fishing boat.

Their fishing boat was large, and it housed his kinsmen from the same generation; Feng Wu had earlier performed a spell from the sky, enveloping Sun Nan in a five-colored mist and magically whisking him away, which had terribly frightened his clan brothers. At that moment, Zhang Fan hurried over from this direction, heading deeper into the ocean, also with fear in his heart.

It was fortunate there was no storm; they were frantically looking around, shouting his name when suddenly a Purple and Blue glow fell, and Sun Nan tumbled onto the deck.

At first, they thought it might be a big fish or a sea turtle, but discovering it was Sun Nan, they were both shocked and overjoyed.

Sun Nan got up from the deck, claiming to have encountered an Immortal, seemingly called Master Yuan Yang.

He had lost his memory, not knowing who Master Yuan Yang was, but his brothers knew, "He’s the Guardian God of our Great Ming! Our Yuan Yang State Preceptor!"

Originally, Shi Feiyang had kept a low profile, and the Western Sect was popular here in Fujian, so his fame hadn’t really penetrated the hearts of the people.

Because of a previous swordfight on Jiuhua Mountain, the overwhelming blood mist had alarmed many. Whether ordinary folk or cultivators with Mana, all felt as if doomsday was approaching, with a great disaster imminent.

However, it quickly vanished; information from inside the Capital indicated that it was the State Preceptor who acted, eliminating the Demon, so the Emperor decreed the repair and expansion of Yuan Yang Palace in the Forbidden City. Local governments also semi-officially began fundraising to build Yuan Yang Temples, and Shi Feiyang’s reputation started to spread, with past deeds dug up and compiled into stories circulating everywhere.

A dozen or so young men on the boat all knelt toward the northeast, then chattered zealously about the State Preceptor’s great achievements, "Our State Preceptor manifested suddenly in the Forbidden City during the Wanli Dynasty..."

Shi Feiyang, however, was hastening toward the utmost eastern lands at this time. He had originally intended to use Sun Nan to lure Wei Yaozhi, but didn’t expect the Yin Yang Elder to intervene, causing Wei Yaozhi to take him away.

Now that Sun Nan was no longer needed, he could continue fishing in Fujian, and the Emei Sect would eventually come to call on him.

This truly reflected the saying: the mindful planting of flowers may not blossom, the unintended planting of willows grows into shade.

Despite the effort he put into reviving Sun Nan, there was no use for him now. But had there not been this cause, the reincarnated form of the Yin Yang Elder, Situ Lei, wouldn’t have been taken by Wei Yaozhi because he would have been abducted by Feng Wu first due to Feng Wu’s mistake in seizing Sun Nan instead, allowing Wei Yaozhi to find Situ Lei...

Feng Wu, having escaped with his life, harbored intense hatred for Shi Feiyang, but knowing that revenge was hopeless, he didn’t entertain the impossible fantasy.

He only hated his senior brother Situ Lei for recklessly altering the Heavenly Number before Soldier Disintegration, which led him to miscalculate the time and place and seize the wrong person.

He decided to continue searching for his brother, intending to take his flesh and capture his Primordial Spirit, venting his past grievances and enhancing his Mana. Most importantly, he wanted to extract under harsh questioning the Flying Sword Magical Treasure and, most importantly, the Yin Yang Gourd with its fifteen Six Paths Demons he had accumulated in his past life. Once possessing these, facing Shi Feiyang in the future might still be unlikely to bring about revenge, but at least he would have some ability to fight back.