Ding Huan left Purple Mist Valley with Yan Mei and Lao Liu without any hindrance.
"Brother Huan, where are we going?" Yan Mei asked as soon as they left Purple Mist Valley.
"No rush, let’s find a place to rest first," Ding Huan chuckled.
Yan Mei puzzledly asked,
"Brother Huan, we just killed Gong Hua. If Master Gu sends someone to hunt us down, won’t it be dangerous if we don’t leave sooner?"
Ding Huan said unconcernedly,
"You don’t understand Gu Mo, that man. How shall I put it? He’s an innocent contradiction.
If I hadn’t killed Gong Hua, under the force of Gong Hua and others, he might have actually made a move on me.
Now that I’ve killed Gong Hua, he won’t pursue me, even though he knows it was me.
In his eyes, only those who can be utilized are useful. Dead people are meaningless; he wouldn’t waste time on the dead Gong Hua."
Lao Liu impatiently said to Yan Mei,
"Just listen to Brother Huan, you talk too much."
Yan Mei snorted,
"What do you know, you monkey."
He used to fear Lao Liu, who could swat him dead with a single slap.
After cultivating the Great Wilderness Divine Jade Technique, his strength had soared. He was now at the seventh level of Qi Cultivation.
Though Lao Liu was equivalent to the ninth level of Qi Cultivation, he truly wasn’t afraid of him.
Lao Liu felt helpless; it was Ding Huan who had resolved his Spirit Root issue, and it was unavoidable that he couldn’t reach Foundation Establishment.
The problem was that he was cultivating a normal cultivation technique due to his poor aptitude, which only allowed him to practice inferior techniques.
Unacceptable, he had to find time to talk with Brother Huan; he couldn’t stay stuck at this low level forever, especially now that he could talk.
Ding Huan didn’t leave immediately mainly because, in his Prediction Technique, Purple Mist Valley had no future.
Though the results of the prediction were very vague, the absence of a future was clear as a blank slate in his mind.
Even if Purple Mist Valley had a slight impact in the future, the predictive images would show some shadows, not a clean, unblemished blank.
In other words, despite his strategic advice to Liu Yinzhu, Purple Mist Valley had no future.
Since Purple Mist Valley had no future, Liu Yinzhu might not have one either.
He calculated this as well; Liu Yinzhu was stronger than him, making the results naturally blurry. But still, he could see the future blank of Liu Yinzhu in his predictions.
He planned to visit Nine Sounds Sect and based on its location, predict the future of the sect.
After finishing the prediction, he would return to the outskirts of Purple Mist Valley. If there was a chance, he would try to save Liu Yinzhu, but if not, he could only forget it.
It wasn’t Liu Yinzhu; He wouldn’t have been a third-level Array Master or a third-level Artifact Refiner, nor could he have quietly cultivated to the late stage of Star Nebula at Dawn Peak.
No matter how much he knew or how fast he learned, without resources, it was futile.
Liu Yinzhu introduced him to a business, saving Gu Mo, which earned him 100,000 sect contribution points.
He converted all these contribution points into materials, which became the foundation for his artifact refining and study of Array Dao.
He managed to defeat Gong Hua, and half the credit was due to his Array Dao.
Gong Hua was too powerful; if it weren’t for his Protecting Array, Gong Hua could have killed him before the poison took effect.
Nine Sounds Sect was just a few hundred miles from Purple Mist Valley, separated by Purple Garden Mountain.
Ding Huan controlled the spaceship and quickly arrived outside the sect of Nine Sounds Sect.
Upon arriving at Nine Sounds Sect, Ding Huan understood why Nine Sounds Sect was obsessed with destroying Purple Mist Valley.
The sect of Nine Sounds Sect was overshadowed, lacking in Yang energy, with innate deficiencies in the Five Elements and fortune tainted with darkness.
Ding Huan wasn’t sure if the people of Nine Sounds Sect could see these flaws.
Even if they saw some of it, Ding Huan couldn’t understand why Nine Sounds Sect chose to place its sect there.
"I didn’t expect Nine Sounds Sect to be so close to Purple Mist Valley; I’ve heard of this sect," Yan Mei remarked, looking at the distant Nine Sounds Sect.
"Did Nine Sounds Sect recruit disciples from the Mortal World?" Ding Huan asked while extracting Array Flags to arrange an array.
Yan Mei shook his head:
"No, they didn’t go. The sects that went to the Mortal World to recruit disciples didn’t even make up one-fifth of the Taoist Realm.
The largest sect that went to recruit disciples in the Mortal World was Yanyue Sect, and Yanyue Sect isn’t even guaranteed a spot in the top ten of the Taoist Realm."
Ding Huan quickly set up the Big Calculation Skill Array.
His powers were limited, and he could only rely on the Big Calculation Skill combined with the Big Array to figure out the unfamiliar Nine Sounds Sect.
In less than half an hour, Ding Huan swiftly packed up the Big Array and summoned the spaceship:
"Let’s go, we’re moving to another place."
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This time Yan Mei didn’t ask; he just quickly boarded the spaceship with Lao Liu.
Ding Huan controlled the spaceship and soon arrived at the base of a mountain that didn’t have a single weed.
Ding Huan stopped at a concave-shaped fork.
"This should be Purple Garden Mountain, right? I’ve heard practicing here can yield twice the results with half the effort, but I’m not sure if it’s true,"
Yan Mei remarked while looking at the bare mountain peak in front of him.
"It’s definitely Purple Garden Mountain. I’m going to set up an array here. When it’s time, you and Lao Liu take the Array Flags and follow my command, then launch a surprise attack,"
Ding Huan said.
"Who will come?" Yan Mei asked curiously.
"I don’t know either, only that there might be someone coming. There’s a great chance that none of you need to take action."
As Ding Huan spoke, he began to set up a Big Array with Array Flags.
In fact, if it came to the point where Yan Mei and Lao Liu had to take action, then his plan would have been deemed a failure.
During the calculation process just now, the future of Nine Sounds Sect was also alarmingly unclear.
The future of Nine Sounds Sect hadn’t reached a complete blank yet, but was endlessly close to one.
This suggested that the Nine Sounds Sect and Purple Mist Valley would both suffer greatly in their clash.
Given that, there was no need for him to leave.
Purple Mist Valley had been annihilated, conveniently giving him the chance to pick up a bargain and stay to cultivate in Purple Mist Valley.
Since the Nine Sounds Sect was about to annihilate itself, it probably would not care about Purple Mist Valley anymore.
However, he must set up the array properly, preferably figuring out how to activate the Sealing Mountain Formation of Purple Mist Valley.
Otherwise, if others coveted Purple Mist Valley, he wouldn’t be cultivating there, but hiding in Purple Mist Valley like a turtle in a jar.
As for whether Nine Sounds Sect would be destroyed, Ding Huan didn’t care in the slightest.
The only reason he set up the array here was to save Liu Yinzhu’s life.
After Nine Sounds Sect broke through, countless disciples of the sect were killed or injured.
Liu Yinzhu also escaped from the sect, and according to Ding Huan’s calculations, she wouldn’t be able to evade pursuit, and after being chased, even her vague future image disappeared.
This implied that Liu Yinzhu was caught up to and then killed.
During the calculation, Ding Huan saw the place where Liu Yinzhu’s future image disappeared was a blurred mountain.
A mountain without a single blade of grass, wasn’t that this very bare Purple Garden Mountain?
He chose this particular recess because from the outside, this was the only place to escape to; otherwise one would simply climb the mountain.
Liu Yinzhu could be foolish, but climbing the mountain would only accelerate her death.
Entering this recess, there were two forks, one leading up the mountain, and another leading to an alternate route.
Ding Huan knew that neither Lao Liu nor Yan Mei excelled in Concealing Techniques, which is why he had them stay in the back, in a Hidden Spirit Array he set up.
He himself then set up a trapping array, a Killing Array, an Illusion Array, a Fire Array, a defensive formation, and a Poison Array at this notch.
All these arrays were then concealed with a Concealing Array.
Ding Huan was influenced by the chill terror for the Illusion Array and took inspiration from Hidden Sword Mountain for the Poison Array, using the exact poisons from Hidden Sword Mountain.
After setting up all these arrays, it was already the fourth day.
He was in no rush, according to his calculations, the great battle was supposed to be today.
There were still a few hours before Liu Yinzhu would arrive.
In these few hours, he could also study the arrays.
After killing Gong Hua, Ding Huan was increasingly certain that he couldn’t increase his power quickly; he could only rely on arrays to survive in this place.
…
Purple Mist Valley, main hall of the sect.
At this moment, nearly ten thousand disciples, elders, and stewards gathered here.
This gathering nearly constituted ninety-nine percent of Purple Mist Valley’s population, the only exceptions being a few who managed the kitchens, monitored the Spiritual Medicines, or handled miscellaneous duties for the sect.
This was a mobilization assembly before battle, ordered by the Sect Master.
Gu Mo walked onto the temporary altar, looking out over the tens of thousands of sect disciples, feeling somewhat emotional.
Had Elder Pu Jun not been killed, Nine Sounds Sect wouldn’t have dared to wage a full-scale war against Purple Mist Valley with a thousand daring hearts.
And there was Elder He of the sect, who consumed huge amounts of cultivation resources each year. In this existential crisis of the sect, he was indifferent and overly selfish.
Fortunately, Ding Huan had saved him once. Otherwise, it would have been simpler for Purple Mist Valley to merge into Nine Sounds Sect rather than fight them.
"Disciples of Purple Mist Valley, since the founding of our sect, we have never oppressed smaller sects. Originally, Nine Sounds Sect was much weaker than us, and we did not oppress them.
But now Nine Sounds Sect has schemed against our elder Pu Jun, seized our Purple Garden Mountain.
And that’s not all, they also want to take over our land, Purple Mist Valley. Can we tolerate this?"
"We cannot!" tens of thousands of voices roared in unison.
Gu Mo declared loudly:
"Exactly, to take over Purple Mist Valley, they would have to step over the corpses of each and every one of our disciples.
And over the corpse of me, the Sect Master. Otherwise, Purple Mist Valley will not retreat a single step."
The rallying cries were full of robust passion.
Gu Mo waved his hand:
"Light the high incense, let the ancestors of Purple Mist Valley protect our sect."
Following orders, Jia Sha and Liu Yinzhu immediately lit large incense sticks at both sides of the main hall.
Though the hall was large, given the amount of incense lit, thick swirls of incense quickly filled the entire space.
Fortunately, at least those present were Qi Cultivation disciples; otherwise, in the dense, rich incense, some might have been choked to death.
"I, Gu Mo, hereby promise all disciples of Purple Mist Valley, after this war, each participating disciple will receive a generous reward.
Qi Cultivation disciples who achieve complete Qi Cultivation, if they display sufficient meritorious deeds, will be rewarded with a Foundation Establishment pill after the war.
Likewise, Foundation Establishment disciples who are sufficiently meritorious will also be rewarded with True Star Pills for condensing True Pills."
"Boom!" While Gu Mo was still boosting the morale of Purple Mist Valley disciples, the sect’s Protecting Array suddenly emitted a loud roar.
Gu Mo was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood—the information he had received was false; Nine Sounds Sect had initiated their attack on Purple Mist Valley a day earlier than expected.