The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 570: Battle of Magic, This Immortal World is Already Rotten!

Chapter 570: Battle of Magic, This Immortal World is Already Rotten!

Yun Yubai naturally carried such items with him.

He chuckled, "Senior, you are indeed quite confident in yourself."

Xuan Yinyue took the storage bag and packed the items from the treasure vault into it.

Although these were all low-grade items, they weren’t particularly valuable in the Immortal World; however, they were a different story in the Human World.

Since they were things that even her senior brother respected and took care of, she would cherish them and give them to Nanli.

Even if they were stolen.

She moved quickly, stuffing everything into the bag, but still took a bit of time.

Yan Buxiu was already impatiently waiting outside.

Dozens of ice spikes shot through the building as a warning.

Xuan Yinyue stepped out, tightening the strap of the storage bag, cursing, "What’s the hurry? If I didn’t know better, I’d think you, Island Master Yan, were dying to see me before you reincarnate!"

Yan Buxiu, dressed in a gray-blue robe, looked dignified, not much different from how he was years ago.

Though he had been furious, he couldn’t help but pause upon seeing Xuan Yinyue: "Firewood Cutter? Why is it you?"

He was here, lying in wait, to capture the thief who had snatched the Glassy Bottle.

Yan Buxiu was well aware that Xuan Jingmo had set up an array to eliminate her magical power and magic pill; he had even sighed at Xuan Jingmo’s status as a great talisman master, lamenting how he had struggled with his feelings and ended up useless.

But looking at it now, Xuan Yinyue’s magical power had not been completely dispelled.

So how did she break out of the array?

Could it be that she was acquainted with that demoness?

Or perhaps she was in cahoots with the thief?

Xuan Yinyue raised her eyebrows, her gaze chilling. "You should know very well why it’s me."

Yan Buxiu couldn’t stand the arrogance anymore. "How could I possibly know?! Firewood Cutter, you killed my Penglai Island disciples and stole our things. You should at least give me an explanation!"

Xuan Yinyue laughed loudly, "It was your Penglai Island people who used the array-breaking technique and destroyed the dispersing magic formation set up by my senior brother."

"Now that I’ve killed your disciples and stolen your things, it’s entirely your Penglai Island’s fault; you have no one to blame but yourselves!"

"Island Master Yan, stop pretending; your hypocrisy is nauseating!"

Yan Buxiu immediately frowned.

He had never sent anyone to provoke her and her brother because he knew these two were accustomed to chopping firewood, and their tempers were not to be trifled with.

Moreover, the array-breaking technique was only mastered by his children and inner disciples...

Suddenly, Yan Buxiu’s eyes widened as he recalled that his daughter had gone to the Human World and had yet to return; he had informed her about this matter...

Rebellious daughter!

No matter how much he doted on her, he couldn’t help but curse inwardly.

What business did she have provoking a madwoman like Xuan Yinyue!

Seeing Yan Buxiu’s changing expression, Xuan Yinyue smiled even more brightly.

She spoke slowly, "It seems that Island Master Yan has figured out who broke the array that harmed me."

Yan Buxiu took a deep breath, then sneered, "Firewood Cutter has been sealed for a thousand years and is unaware, I see? Your master has perished in the Great Thunder Tribulation, and your junior brother, Palace Master Du, was killed by thieves not long ago. Now, Limitless Palace has fallen apart."

"Since you broke the array, it indicates that Firewood Cutter’s divine soul has also been damaged. Firewood Cutter, you no longer have anyone to back you."

"My Penglai Island is no longer what it was a thousand years ago; it’s not a place you can run wild!"

Xuan Yinyue stood there, her eyes growing colder.

"You know all this so well..." She squinted, "Could it be that my senior brother used the dispersing magic formation with your instigation?"

These two, one with a damaged divine soul and the other with an undispersed magic pill, were Demon Cultivators whom everyone in the Immortal World sought to kill. Yan Buxiu naturally no longer needed to fear them.

He snorted, "How could I instigate anything? I merely lent the dispersing magic five-element formation for your senior brother to reference! I was helping him, but it turns out to have led to such a disaster today. Good intentions go unrewarded!"

So it was him!

Xuan Yinyue, furious, lost her composure and was about to draw her sword and rush at Yan Buxiu, wanting to chop him into pieces.

"Don’t let him provoke you." Yun Yubai grabbed her arm from behind.

A cool aura enveloped Xuan Yinyue’s body, calming her down slightly.

He stepped forward, holding his long sword, leaning against a wooden pillar, his tone disdainful and contemptuous: "So, Island Master Yan, your heart has been dark for so long. It’s clear you want to take the opportunity to eliminate the two great powers of Limitless Palace! As an island master, your schemes are numerous, and your intentions are unworthy. How can you educate others?"

Surrounding them were several elders and disciples.

His voice was loud, and everyone could hear it clearly.

This was not something fit for public discussion, yet Yan Buxiu did not stop him.

On the contrary, a faint smile appeared on Yan Buxiu’s lips.

An elder was the first to speak: "So it’s like this! The island master is wise! Otherwise, my Penglai Island would still be oppressed by Limitless Palace!"

Disciple one: "Indeed, everything the island master does is for Penglai Island and for the disciples! How admirable!"

Disciple two: "It’s clear that Firewood Cutter has fallen into the demonic path; how dare he blame our island master? It’s simply laughable!"

More and more disciples chimed in.

In the end, they all began to chant about the island master’s wisdom.

Aside from Jialan Celestial Mountain, Penglai Island now overshadowed other sects, all thanks to Yan Buxiu’s management. They were beneficiaries; how could they think there was anything wrong with Yan Buxiu’s actions?

Yun Yubai listened and watched, first in surprise and then feeling it was only natural.

If the island master had such character, how could the disciples, taught by him, possess good natures?

Not to mention Penglai Island; even his own master and brother had participated in the events of a thousand years ago, hadn’t they?

This Immortal World was already thoroughly rotten!

Yan Buxiu raised an eyebrow, staring at Yun Yubai: "Daring not to show your true face, could it be that you are the thief?!"

Before his voice fell, he had already pointed his finger.

He wanted to break Yun Yubai’s veil technique to see his true appearance.

But Yun Yubai wouldn’t just stand there; to avoid exposing his identity, he didn’t use his sword but instead summoned several talismans.

The talismans formed a series, creating a talisman array that blocked Yan Buxiu’s strike.

Immediately afterward, he summoned the Heaven Thunder Talisman.

In an instant, the sky above Penglai Island darkened, with thunderclouds gathering and thunder rumbling.

The wind howled.

Cultivators had an innate fear of thunder, even if it was summoned through talismans, it was still difficult to dispel that dread.

Yet Yan Buxiu remained calm, pulling out the Nine Heavens Fan from his waist storage bag.

This fan was a celestial artifact, having changed hands multiple times before reaching him.

As he infused it with spiritual power, it shone brilliantly.

It was said that this fan was formed from the condensation of divine light from the Nine Heavens and could summon fierce winds and storms.

He leaped into the air and gently waved the fan toward the sky, causing a violent gale to erupt, immediately dispersing the thunderclouds above.

Penglai Island once again basked in bright sunlight.

Yan Buxiu closed the Nine Heavens Fan and said slowly, "Your talisman techniques are so poor; you shouldn’t use them in front of the disciples of Penglai Island."