Daoist Nun Feng was not being overconfident.
Rather, she had the capital to be so.
She was very powerful.
She was a Cultivator at the Peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, having already reached the twelfth level.
She was only one step away from advancing to the Golden Core Realm.
Having Cultivated for over a hundred years, she knew perfectly well how much power each Spiritual Artifact could possess.
Not to mention a mere Qi Refinement Stage Eleventh Level Cultivator like you; even a Cultivator in the Early Stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage, wielding a top-grade spirit tool, wouldn't be able to break through my defense.
The gap in Realms is sometimes impossible to bridge.
Buzz buzz…
He Pingsheng's strike indeed lacked the power to break through Daoist Nun Feng's defense.
However, the sound wave directly ignored the defense and passed through.
While Daoist Nun Feng was flustered and at a loss, it slammed into her head.
Daoist Nun Feng's face turned pale, and she immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering back several steps.
“Ah…”
She cried out in pain: “My head… My Divine Thought…”
It was quite clear!
He Pingsheng’s attack just now had damaged her Divine Thought.
He Pingsheng took a deep breath, picked up the large bell again, and struck it fiercely.
Dong…
The bell's sound instantly transformed into a sound wave, heading towards Daoist Nun Feng once more.
The second attack left Daoist Nun Feng almost without any strength to stand; she had virtually lost all her defensive capabilities.
However, He Pingsheng's situation at this moment was not much better.
Although the sound waves targeted Daoist Nun Feng twice in a row, the residual impact still damaged He Pingsheng's Divine Thought as well.
To kill a thousand, one harms oneself by eight hundred.
How could this be?
He Pingsheng gave a bitter smile.
He quickly put away the soul extinguishing bell, then tried to use his magical power to eliminate Daoist Nun Feng.
But his Divine Thought was also somewhat damaged, preventing him from smoothly operating his magical power.
Meanwhile, Daoist Nun Feng, though lying on the ground not far away, was wildly swinging a sword in her hand.
For a moment, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and countless surrounding trees and rocks were shattered.
He Pingsheng also couldn't get close.
If he were injured by the Sword Qi, he would either die or be crippled.
What to do?
He Pingsheng took a few deep breaths, then turned and left directly.
No other way!
His Divine Thought was severely damaged at the moment, and Daoist Nun Feng was fighting like a cornered beast; He Pingsheng was not entirely confident he could kill Daoist Nun Feng.
Conversely, he was also not entirely confident he could guarantee his own safety from being killed by the opponent.
Then, take a step back.
Go back first…
There would be plenty of opportunities to settle accounts with that old woman later.
After several considerations, He Pingsheng ran to the paper crane.
The paper crane could not be controlled, as He Pingsheng's Divine Thought was almost depleted.
Controlling a sword was even more impossible.
What to do?
He Pingsheng patted his Storage Pouch and took out a small flying boat.
Chuan Yun Boat.
He had obtained this item a long time ago, after slaying the Black Wind Three Fiends, and it was later enhanced by him into a top-grade Magical Artifact.
He had never used it.
Crack, crack, crack…
He Pingsheng took out five Spirit Stones and embedded them into the slots, and the Chuan Yun Boat immediately expanded to one zhang in length.
He then tossed Hou Muling onto the flying boat, and with a slight manipulation, the flying boat immediately flew into the Void Realm, continuing its flight towards the Tai Xu Sect.
The Chuan Yun Boat had two modes.
First, it could be controlled with magical power and Divine Thought.
Second, it could be powered by Spirit Stones.
Moreover, when using Spirit Stones, one could adjust the direction, speed, and flight altitude through the mechanisms on it.
It did not require Divine Thought to drive.
This, in turn, saved He Pingsheng a lot of trouble.
Half an hour later, the Chuan Yun Boat landed smoothly on Xiuzhu Peak.
He Pingsheng waved his hand and put away the Chuan Yun Boat.
His Divine Thought this time could not be called damaged, but rather greatly consumed.
A little Cultivation of the Spirit Refining Cultivation Technique would allow him to recover.
It was much better than the last time he was schemed against by Luoyu.
Upon returning to his residence, He Pingsheng first organized his Storage Pouch.
Some items had to be taken out and put into the invisible Storage Pouch.
Other items, however, had to be kept in this ordinary Storage Pouch.
Because next, he had to report the events that occurred in the Hou Family to the Sect, and this matter was very significant.
It was highly likely that people from the Beast Controlling Sect and the Hou Family would come, and if someone were to inspect his Storage Pouch then, he couldn't reveal any flaws.
Therefore, all necessary evidence must be present, and nothing that shouldn't appear must appear.
After making preparations in his small courtyard, He Pingsheng carried Hou Muling and arrived at the entrance of Yu Ning Palace.
Before He Pingsheng could call out to his Master, the Formation at the entrance of Yu Ning Palace opened one after another.
The door was also pushed open.
Yu Ning's voice came from inside: “You rascal, what happened? Come in quickly and tell me!”
He Pingsheng walked into the main hall of Yu Ning Palace, unceremoniously, and with a thud, threw Hou Muling onto the ground.
Yu Ning's eyes were somewhat red; she quickly walked to He Pingsheng and asked: “What exactly is going on? Didn't your Third Senior Sister go out with you?”
He Pingsheng said: “Master already knows?”
“Nonsense!” Yu Ning said, shedding tears, “Her life token is broken, how could I not know?”
“Wuwuwuwu…”
She cried as she took out the broken token to show He Pingsheng: “Ninth Junior Brother… tell this Master, what exactly happened?”
“I see all of you Disciples, one by one, like my own children; your Third Senior Sister is gone, don't you know how sad this Master's heart is…”
“Wuwuwuwu…”
“Ninth Junior Brother… Wuwuwu…”
“What should I do? I haven't told your Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters yet!”
He Pingsheng frowned!
After a while, he said: “Master, let me strike the bell. Let's gather all the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters!”
“Once they arrive, I will explain in detail!”
Yu Ning waved her hand: “Go ahead!”
He Pingsheng struck the bell, and soon, all the Disciples on Xiuzhu Peak returned.
Second Senior Brother Xiao Xuejian, Fourth Senior Brother Yang Qingyun, Fifth Senior Brother Wu Zhengyang, Sixth Senior Sister Zhao Ling'er, Seventh Senior Sister Tian Xiaoqing, Eighth Senior Brother Xu Kunlun, and then there was He Pingsheng.
A total of seven people.
Seeing Yu Ning's teary-eyed appearance, all the Disciples became puzzled.
“Master, what's wrong with you?”
“Did Ninth Junior Brother make you angry?”
“It can't be Ninth Junior Brother!”
Yu Ning shook her head and said: “Let… let Ninth Junior Brother tell you!”
Everyone turned to look at He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng said: “Yesterday, Master told me that First Senior Brother Hou Muxian was getting married, and we were going to send him a congratulatory gift. Not long after I set off from Xiuzhu Peak, Third Senior Sister caught up to me!”
“She said that Master wouldn't let her go, so she wanted to secretly go with me to get a clear explanation from First Senior Brother!”
“Then, I took her with me…”
He Pingsheng recounted the events, telling everything in detail.
There was almost nothing hidden in between.
After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.
There was no sorrow, only silence.
Because this matter was too significant.
To put it lightly, it was an ambush against a Disciple of the Tai Xu Sect.
To put it broadly, it was the Beast Controlling Sect and the Hou Family colluding to set a trap for the Tai Xu Sect.
This was no longer as simple as Cheng Siyu's death.
