Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 110 A Trip to Penglai (3)

"Master Bu."

Luo Zai Shui and the other two bowed respectfully.

The fortune teller, quite pleased with himself, stroked his beard and laughed, "It seems my prediction was correct; you have indeed come."

Luo Zai Shui raised an eyebrow: "Oh? What did Pavilion Master Bu calculate?"

Bu Suanzi walked up to Luo Zai Shui with his hands behind his back: "You have questions for me, right?"

He then walked up to Li Yue and asked, "You're not from around here, are you?"

Finally, his gaze fell on Xue Xin: "This time you will know what you want to know."

Li Yue and Xue Xin both showed some surprise, but Luo Zai Shui frowned and sneered, "Since Pavilion Master Bu knew what we came to ask for, why didn't you tell us earlier? Why bother with all this trouble?"

Bu Suanzi feigned profundity: "The time has not yet come, how could I, an old man, go against the will of Heaven?"

"Then, could you please inform me this time, Pavilion Master Bu?"

Bu Suanzi chuckled and said, "This time... you might not get what you want either."

Before the words were even finished, the Luoshui Sword was already held against the divination master's neck: "So, did you foresee that I would make a move this time?"

Bu Suanzi wasn't annoyed: "You really are just like your senior sister."

Xue Xin kept a close eye on the door so that he could take action immediately if anyone came in. Li Yue was also frightened and subconsciously pulled Luo Zai Shui back.

Luo Zai Shui sneered: "Didn't you hear that? He knows how you got back, but he has no intention of telling us. If I don't use some harsh methods, this old man won't say a word."

Bu Suanzi remained calm: "You're right, I really won't tell you the answer today."

Luo Zai Shui pushed the sword forward a little: "But my master asked me to come here, and you will definitely vomit something out. As for what method to use, my master didn't say, and I don't mind being simple and brutal."

Bu Suanzi snorted coldly: "Are you in such a hurry because you're worried about your fellow disciples?"

Luo Zai Shui's hand holding the sword was very steady: "Isn't the Pavilion Master worried that the Wen family will come after Penglai Pavilion, or do you think the Wen family won't touch Penglai Pavilion?"

"He dares!"

"If he didn't dare, why did you send your disciple to participate in the sect competition? In the end, it's because he's afraid. He's been in seclusion for too long and has lost sight of the situation."

Luo Zai Shui's words struck a nerve with Bu Suanzi.

"Didn't you say you knew everything under the heavens? How come you can't even figure out the current situation?"

Luo Zai Shui's words were somewhat provocative, but Bu Suanzi couldn't refute them, as the results of his divinations in recent years had been shrouded in mystery.

Bu Suanzi finally compromised: "Put down your sword first. There are some things I really can't tell you right now, but your master sent you here because he did have something to give you."

Luo Zai Shui then sheathed his sword: "What was that?"

"Come with me."

Bu Suanzi formed a hand seal, and a small door, just big enough for one person to pass through, suddenly appeared in the wall behind him. Bu Suanzi went in first, followed closely by Luo Zaishui. Xue Xin followed after seeing this, and Li Yue hesitated for a moment before following as well.

"As you all probably know, legend has it that Penglai is the transformation of Kunpeng. The great roc rises with the wind and soars down ninety thousand miles in a single day. Over the ages, Penglai has buried many treasures."

Bu Suanzi held up a magical artifact that could provide light, while explaining it to the audience.

Luo Zai Shui resumed his usual politeness: "I wonder what Grandmaster Tuobuge intends to give to this junior?"

Bu Suanzi did not answer: "We've arrived."

Before me stood a colossal mountain.

No, to be precise, it is a giant mountain transformed from a Kun (a mythical fish).

"This was discovered by your grandmaster back then."

You could clearly see from Luo Zai Shui's expression that he was speechless. How come there's a grandmaster everywhere?

Bu Suanzi stepped forward and said, "Your grandmaster and the founder of Penglai Pavilion were close friends. Penglai Pavilion was established with the help of your grandmaster. Back then, it was your grandmaster who discovered it. How glorious Xianyun Peak was back then."

"Why did my master send me here?"

Luo remained unmoved by the water.

Bu Suanzi stroked his beard: "Your grandmaster left three souls in this world. One remained on Xianyun Peak to protect his descendants, one remained on the border of the Demon Clan to protect the peace of the four seas, and this last soul remains here."

Why?

Bu Suanzi conjured a whisk and gently waved it, and the mountain in front of him gradually revealed its original form: "Penglai is the source of the Great Dao, and the purest spiritual power comes from Penglai. Therefore, he left a part of his soul here to guard it, in case of need."

Bu Suanzi said solemnly, "Back then, my grandmaster predicted that the cultivation world would face a calamity a thousand years later, and he died when his life force was exhausted. After the old sect master of Xianyun Peak learned of this, he also made a lot of efforts, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, so he set up these three barriers."

Luo Zai Shui pressed further, asking, "What calamity is it?"

Bu Suanzi shook his head, looking very regretful: "Their fate is about to end, and they will kill each other."

"The Wen family..."

Xue Xin immediately understood who this fratricide was referring to.

"Fortunately, Heaven has shown mercy, and we still have a glimmer of hope."

Luo stepped forward onto the water: "What should we do?"

Bu Suanzi glanced at her and tapped her with his whisk: "This chance of survival is in your hands."

Then he pointed at Xue Xin and the others: "It's on you."

"us?"

Xue Xin couldn't believe it; how had he become the savior in other people's eyes?

“Yes, it is you.” Bu Suanzi turned around. “The cultivation world is on the verge of collapse. You need to pry open its still relatively sturdy shell, let out the rotten and smelly blood, and replace it with fresh, more vibrant blood.”

"But what can we do on our own?"

Xue Xin was still quite clear-headed; he wouldn't be like Jian Muyi, who was easily swayed and impulsively charged into battle. He had his own considerations.

"This is the purpose for which your grandmaster sent you here." A clear and sharp spiritual energy instantly surged into Luo Zai Shui's dantian. "You need to cultivate to a higher realm here. You are still too weak now."

Bu Suanzi's words were all reasonable: "You are all top talents in the cultivation world, but before you can spread your wings and soar, in the eyes of the Wen family, everything you do is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot or a mayfly trying to shake a tree. What you should do now is improve yourselves."

Looking at her frozen palms, Luo Zai Shui suddenly thought of Senior Sister Ji: "Why didn't my senior sister tell her these things when she went to the island? She could have done better than me."

Bu Suanzi waved his whisk: "She is not the destined one."

“The one destined for you…” Luo Zai Shui gave a bitter smile. “Is it really not because you thought there was still room for maneuver, which is why you didn’t tell her?”

Bu Suanzi was not very satisfied with her current state: "The deceased is gone, there is no need to mention her anymore."

"But she's my senior sister!" Luo Zaishui's eyes suddenly reddened. "She's my Uncle Ji's biological daughter!"

Luo Zai Shui has been exhausted these past few days. His senior brother and the others went to the Wen family, and Ting Han went to the Demon Clan. He has spent most of his energy repairing the barrier. Under the guidance of his grandmaster, he has also arrived in Penglai.

When you arrive, the other party simply tells you that you are not strong enough, and that their deaths were only because they were not the so-called destined ones.

Luo Zai Shui was on the verge of collapse: "I know I'm not strong enough yet, and I want to advance as soon as possible, but my senior brothers are still in the Wen family, and Ting Han's life or death is unknown. I have no way to calm down and cultivate right now. If you had told my senior sister earlier, or even earlier, and stopped the Wen family, none of this would have happened."

Xue Xin lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes.

Bu Suanzi looked at her with some disappointment: "It seems you still haven't found your own path. You understand that regretting it now is useless. There's not much time left. You should decide what to do yourself. This is all your grandmaster's will."

After saying that, he turned and left.