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Chapter 979 - Chapter 979 Chapter 979 Snow Peak Mountain (A New Years Wish

Chapter 979: Chapter 979: Snow Peak Mountain (A New Year’s Wish for Monthly Tickets) Chapter 979: Chapter 979: Snow Peak Mountain (A New Year’s Wish for Monthly Tickets) Strictly speaking, Yu Baiyi still had some doubts in his heart about whether the other party could break the Mountain Protection Array of Kunlun.

After all, this ancient formation that has been around for thousands of years has been witnessed by those beyond the Mortal World and even Golden Cores. Although the era of the latter days sees a decline in Spiritual Energy and the waning of Taoist practices, it seems a little overconfident for someone just beyond the Mortal World to think about breaking the array, right?

But at this moment, he absolutely cannot show the wrong expression, “Rest assured, venerable one, Kunlun will by no means shelter those who commit heinous deeds.”

“Is it just about not sheltering them?” Tang Wenji sneered coldly, “Kunlun prides itself as the leader of the Daoist Sects, and usual aggression and looting are already problematic. Now there’s conspiracy with barbarians, and it’s merely about not sheltering?”

Knowing she is the Little Celestial Master of Maoshan, and understanding where her grievances stemmed from, Yu Baiyi promptly assured, “Rest assured, Daoist Tang, Kunlun will definitely give everyone an explanation.”

It was then that someone spoke up with a cold hum, “Kunlun won’t give everyone an explanation, and we from Luofu Mountain will not accept it.”

Zhang Dongyuan followed suit, “Mount Qingcheng likewise will not accept it…”

In the end, Yu Baiyi had no choice but to leave in an embarrassed state, “You are all esteemed figures of Daoism, we will definitely give you an explanation.”

“There must be a time limit for this,” someone from Wangwu spoke up. At this moment even they were no longer supporting Kunlun.

During the invasion of Ni Hong, Wangwu was in the disaster zone and had suffered greatly. “An explanation could come a day later, or in ten days… ten years can also be an explanation.”

Yu Baiyi inwardly sighed: This time, it really was a passive situation. He hadn’t expected that Daoist Hu would actually sell the Magical Treasure to the people of Ni Hong.

If it weren’t for the worry that others would suspect him of silencing someone, he would really like to slap this guy to death right now.

He nodded and answered sternly, “I dare not say much, but let’s meet at Snow Peak Mountain peak at noon tomorrow.”

Snow Peak Mountain is a somewhat famous mountain nearby, around fifty kilometers from the inn, perennially covered in snow.

Once he left, the leaders of various Daoist sects completely blew up the pot, everyone was shocked, Bai Mu turned out to be a person from Ni Hong.

The Daoist sects suffered enormous losses during the years of Ni Hong’s invasion. Many Martial Artists died in the war, and a lot of scriptures and Magical Treasures were forcibly plundered. Even Zhang Dongyuan’s Mount Qingcheng, despite welcoming Ni Hong tourists, also deeply resented that war.

“A hundred thousand Chu army, a hundred thousand blood.” Chu and Shu were not invaded, but still many died, and the great famine that ensued caused even more deaths by starvation.

Dinner ended amidst such righteous indignation.

Early next morning, before dawn, everyone woke up synchronously. Feng Jun operated the Time Shuttle, directly leading everyone to the summit of Snow Peak Mountain. It was a bit crowded, but a squeeze would do.

The summit of Snow Peak Mountain is not small, around a hundred acres or so, with a small peak in the center, which everyone simply ignored.

After arriving at the summit, Feng Jun first set up a defensive formation, then instructed Hua Hua, “Watch over them. If the situation turns wrong, activate the defensive formation to prevent everyone from taking losses.”

While speaking, he placed ten Spirit Stones at the pivotal points of the formation, the glint of the bright red Spirit Stones dazzling everyone.

At this moment, everyone’s feelings were unbalanced. We struggle to death to not get a single Spirit Stone, and you are so extravagant even for setting up a defensive formation–showing off your wealth like this, is it really okay?

Guan Shanyue, Dong Zenghong, and others who needed Spirit Stones were especially fixated.

Only Feng Tianyang was a bit calmer, “Elder Feng, can this defensive formation withstand those beyond Mortal World?”

“Those beyond Mortal World, certainly not,” Feng Jun smiled and replied, pausing for a moment before adding, “But they would also need to attack for about ten or twenty minutes. That’s enough time… I’m mainly concerned with preventing friendly fire.”

Daoist Qiu muttered softly, “If I had this many Spirit Stones, I would dare to annihilate Kunlun’s lineage.”

Chen Zhizhang from Mount Wuyi glanced at him and said, “You would have to be capable of annihilating them, though.”

As they spoke, time passed by unknowingly. As it approached twelve o’clock, a lotus-shaped green Magic Artifact floated up from the mountain base.

Standing on the lotus were four people. Apart from Yu Baiyi and Shen Qingyi, there was an old Daoist with white hair and a middle-aged man with a kind face.

After reaching the summit, the four descended from the Blue Lotus, the old Daoist lifted his hand, and the Blue Lotus swiftly shrunk and fell into his palm.

Yu Baiyi spoke up, “Elder Feng, let me introduce them. This is Uncle Tang, the Great Elder of my Kunlun. You’ve already met Shen Qingyi… and this is Cai Chunfeng, an external disciple responsible for matters in the capital.”

“Hm,” Feng Jun nodded slightly without much reaction, waiting to see what the other party had to say.

His indifferent response carried quite a bit of hostility, but the Great Elder didn’t seem to mind and greeted with a smile, “Elder Tang has seen Elder Feng… With the appearance of another Elder from the Daoist Sects, there is hope for resurgence.”

“You flatter me too much, Daoist Tang,” Feng Jun waved his hand dismissively, speaking indifferently, “Let’s stick to the important matters. We have gathered on the mountaintop in this cold winter, not for pleasantries.”

His words were somewhat disrespectful to an elder, but the other party was just at the High Tier of Qi Refinement, and past his prime barely maintaining Intermediate Level power, so why should he show respect?

“Alright,” the Great Elder nodded, then his expression became serious, “This matter is an accident, truly beyond our Kunlun’s expectations. I want to confirm something first… You said you have evidence that proves that person surnamed Bai is a Ni Hong spy?”

Feng Jun glanced at him sideways, “Then I also want to confirm something first. Can you make the decision? Kunlun does have a Sect Leader, right?”

“The Sect Leader is in seclusion,” Elder Tang gently stroked his snowy beard, “I, Tang, am unworthy but am acting as the Sect Leader in his stead.”

“Then you take a look,” Feng Jun raised his hand, and two photos floated leisurely in front of the other person.

The wind on the top of Snow Peak Mountain is not weak; just this move alone was enough to fill the opponent with fear and trepidation.

The Great Elder received the photos and looked at them carefully, seeming to be checking for any traces of Photoshop.

In the end, he handed the photos to Cai Chunfeng beside him, “Chunfeng, take a look. Is this the person?”

Cai Chunfeng merely glanced at it and nodded slightly, “It should be him, it’s just a pity the photos are a bit small.”

“I have brought the person,” Feng Jun raised his hand, and Bai Chuanmu’s body rolled out, and then he spoke expressionlessly, “We can do an identification on the spot.”

Cai Chunfeng wasn’t surprised–he had already heard about Bai Mu’s death, and moreover, Kunlun has always been quite indifferent towards death, even if the other party was a foreigner, it was just the same.

He stepped forward to have a look, then stepped back and nodded at the Great Elder, “It is indeed him.”

Elder Tang waved his hand and spoke indifferently, “Then you tell Feng Jun about how things went.”

Cai Chunfeng was only in the fourth tier of mortal realm because he encountered a complication during cultivation, and could no longer improve, so he left Kunlun to become the person in charge of the capital’s affairs. The possibility of returning to Kunlun was also very slim.

His cultivation level wasn’t high, but his martial arts cultivation was not bad, usually enough to command the scene.

This time, Li Xiaomao got his hands on the Stone Lamp, and since it was almost New Year’s, Cai Chunfeng rushed back immediately to liaise with the Sect.

The disciple on rotation duty near Kunlun Sect Gate responsible for liaising was Daoist Hu, and they had a fairly good relationship. In their conversation, they mentioned that recently Kunlun has indeed become much lower profile–all because Luohua Manor was overstepping its bounds.

Daoist Hu said that after the Sect Leader comes out of seclusion and advances to an Ascendant, it wouldn’t be too late to go to Luohua to seek justice–by that time, they did not know that Feng Jun had already advanced to an Ascendant.

Basically, what he meant was: Cai Chunfeng, you brought back an ancient object with the aura of a magic artifact, which would have been quite an accomplishment in the past, but now… everyone is ordered to keep a low profile.

Cai Chunfeng was a bit confused; he had rushed back this time thinking that solidifying his contribution would allow him to return home.

Indeed, after leaving Kunlun, he had re-established contact with his family, and since his path of cultivation had reached its end, he naturally treasured the mortal world’s kinship–he even had two children.

Normally, he would travel all over the country, occasionally having to go to the capital. Being able to rest early this year was not easy.

Hearing that there would be no immediate result for this issue, he asked Daoist Hu how it should be handled.

Daoist Hu introduced him to Bai Mu, saying the Stone Lamp couldn’t be submitted for the time being and suggesting that perhaps they could lend it to Mr. White for research, asking for his thoughts on the matter.

Upon hearing this, Cai Chunfeng understood immediately; Daoist Hu had set his sights on this treasure. Whatever Bai Mu and the likes were–whether real or fake–might just be a pretence, perhaps Daoist Hu wanted it for himself.

However, Cai Chunfeng’s path of cultivation had been severed, the item wasn’t of much use to him. He was still working for Kunlun now because of the generous reward, and after all, he was from Kunlun and deeply trusted by the Sect. If someone else took over, Kunlun might not feel at ease.

Moreover, he had a thought; if he continued to serve Kunlun, perhaps his two children might also have an opportunity for cultivation.

For Cai Chunfeng, he was very clear about the little scheme Daoist Hu was playing; however, he didn’t want to offend him. Although this contribution might have been lost, owing a favor was also good–it would come with some financial compensation, after all.

So, he nodded, indicating that Daoist Hu could make the decision and that he would head home first if there was nothing else.

When Feng Jun came to claim justice, he was at his hometown when he received an urgent call to return to Kunlun.

After he got off the plane, he was even personally picked up by Shen Qingyi driving the Blue Lotus.

“Hua Hua,” Feng Jun ordered, “Bring the people out for confrontation.”

Hua Hua grabbed the bag and dropped it on the ground, and Daoist Hu and Xiao Qi tumbled out.

The Great Elder looked at Hua Hua in surprise, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, “A Spirit Beast Bag?”

What followed was the confrontation, but because Daoist Hu knew the truth, he seemed disinterested in defending himself and insisted that at that time, Bai Mu wanted to borrow the Stone Lamp and that Cai Chunfeng had agreed to it.

Cai Chunfeng exploded with anger, speaking loudly, “If you had told me Bai Mu was a foreigner… I won’t even say whether he is Chinese or a Ni Hong person, do you think I would agree to lend it to you?”

Xiao Qi was also anxious to make merit, saying Daoist Hu repeatedly inquired about Bai Mu and whether he could arrange for his nephew to immigrate to Merrick.

(Wishing everyone a Happy New Year, a special update for the first day of the lunar year, and just want to ask: Who else? Everyone be sure to support with a monthly ticket!)