Chapter 261: Chapter 261: Nine Revolutions Soul-devouring Array
Song Wanning walked into the center of the wasteland, meticulously retracing the steps from her memory across the barren ground.
Her path seemed random and chaotic, but it actually followed a specific, hidden pattern.
One step, two steps, three... all the way to over a thousand.
When she finally completed the ninth circuit, the lifeless wasteland suddenly flared with a dazzling white light. Immediately after, a shimmering web of Array Patterns materialized above the ground.
But this Array was different from any she had seen before. It radiated a bizarre aura that was unsettling to behold.
Song Wanning’s expression flickered. She backed away, her gaze hardening as she stared at the Array.
This was the Array that had cost Peng Yu half a lifetime of effort—the Nine Revolutions Soul-devouring Array!
It was a demonic Array!
A brutally bloody and malevolent Array recorded from the Ancient Era.
Song Wanning had read about this Array in the legacy she inherited from Feng Jiuxiao. It was known to not only destroy the minds of those who entered it but also to have a profound, negative impact on its creator. For that reason, Feng Jiuxiao had never provided the method for its construction.
She didn’t want her successor to be led down a crooked path.
’Who would have thought I’d have the chance to see this infamous demonic Array right here in the Secluded Land.’
From Peng Yu’s memories, Song Wanning learned that when Peng Yu was just a teenager, she had stumbled into a perilous place and obtained a legacy.
The creator of the legacy had written that he had spent ages painstakingly researching a way to escape the Secluded Land. However, his life came to an end before he could succeed, and his dream died with him.
He left his research behind in the hopes that a successor would be fortunate enough to escape this place and achieve ascension.
Peng Yu, thinking she had found a priceless treasure, was ecstatic. She took it back and studied it day and night.
Unfortunately, her own constitution was incompatible with the predecessor’s requirements. Her chances of using the great Array to leave the Secluded Land were slim.
So she began trying every method she could think of to change her constitution while painstakingly setting up the Array.
To avoid detection, she specifically chose this location. The setup alone took her several hundred years.
While constructing the Array went smoothly, her attempts to change her constitution repeatedly failed. Finally, out of desperation, she had to pin her hopes on the Dual Cultivation Technique.
But she was solely focused on cultivation and took no pleasure in carnal matters, which led to her suffering through bouts of vomiting after every session.
But for the sake of ascension, she had no other choice.
Gradually, Peng Yu’s constitution did indeed begin to change. Overjoyed, she finally saw a glimmer of hope.
She then began to put even more effort into finding men, not hesitating to drug them if necessary. As long as she achieved her goal, any price was worth paying.
Even though the people of the Secluded Land mocked and cursed her, she paid them no mind. In fact, she secretly laughed at their foolishness.
’Once I finally leave this place, they’ll be the ones who are envious,’ she had thought.
Peng Yu persevered until the day she met Bai Yang, a man with a special constitution, which drove her nearly mad with excitement.
She was only one step away from completely changing her constitution and using the Array to leave this place. But alas...
In the end, she had delivered herself right into Song Wanning’s grasp.
Song Wanning’s expression was cold, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
To the victor go the spoils. Peng Yu had unwittingly set the stage perfectly for her.
Peng Yu had planned it all out. Once her constitution had completely changed, she would deliberately reveal her location and lure the Feng Family to her.
Once they entered the Nine Revolutions Soul-devouring Array, there would be no escape.
And she, in turn, could use the power from their sacrifice to tear open a rift and leave this place!
"Heh. The Feng Family certainly knows how to keep a secret!"
Song Wanning let out a cold laugh. ’If Peng Yu had known that the exit she’d spent half her life searching for had already been discovered by the Feng Family, I wonder if the shock would have killed her on the spot.’
She stared fixedly at the Nine Revolutions Soul-devouring Array, her mind racing.
She still vividly remembered the ugly, scheming faces of the Feng Family Elders as they plotted her clan’s extermination.
’Using them to fuel this Array would be the perfect solution.’
’But I need to figure out how to lure as many of them as possible, and also how to find time to search for the method to awaken the dragon vein... I’ll have to think this through carefully.’
Feng Jinchuan was a naturally suspicious person and was still wary of her. She couldn’t afford to act rashly.
’After all, awakening the dragon vein is the top priority!’
Her mind heavy with thoughts, Song Wanning paced a few more times before concealing the Array according to the method she knew.
’The Feng Family must pay the price!’
...
After leaving the wasteland, Song Wanning decided to return to the Feng estate. Feng Jinchuan had left in a hurry with a dark expression, so he might have run into some trouble.
’This is the perfect chance to go to the Book Collection Pavilion.’
She took out her flying carpet, poured her Spiritual Power into it, and sped back toward the Feng estate as fast as she could.
Just as she expected, Feng Jinchuan was not home.
Knowing her chance had come, she immediately headed for the Feng Family’s Book Collection Pavilion.
The Book Collection Pavilion was located in the deepest part of the Feng estate. The surroundings were tranquil and secluded, and it was rarely visited.
Most clan disciples simply copied the Cultivation Techniques they chose and returned to their own quarters to study them. It was rare for anyone to linger in the pavilion.
Upon entering the Book Collection Pavilion, she was greeted by the sight of a grand hall with a ceiling soaring at least twenty meters high. The decor was predominantly wooden, and the air was filled with a peculiar, fragrant scent.
A Deacon Elder, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, was seated at the entrance. Upon seeing Feng Youming, he immediately came over to pay his respects.
Song Wanning nodded. "I just had a sudden thought to look for something. You don’t need to mind me."
She gave a dismissive wave and walked inside.
The Deacon Elder respectfully watched him go, then returned to his seat and his book, not the least bit suspicious.
A Divinity Transformation Elder of the clan could enter any floor of the Book Collection Pavilion without permission. It was not within the deacon’s purview to question him; the deacon just needed to do his own job.
The shelves were filled with a dazzling variety of texts. Some were Jade Scrolls, some were bound bamboo slips, and others were pages of lustrous paper. Though their forms varied, they all exuded an ancient aura.
’These are all relics from the Ancient Era. Since I’m here, it’d be a waste not to copy a few things to take with me.’
Song Wanning immediately summoned the Golden Small Sword, instructing it to help her select and copy Cultivation Techniques. Meanwhile, she focused all her energy on searching for any records related to the dragon vein.
She searched tirelessly, finding quite a few interesting Cultivation Techniques along the way. She tossed each one to the Golden Small Sword to copy before continuing her search.
And so she made her way up, floor by floor...
In a single night, relying on her vast Divine Sense, she managed to scan through the contents of the first three floors. This included not just the Cultivation Techniques, but also various travelogues, ancient tomes, and other texts—she left no stone unturned.
While the Golden Small Sword had reaped a bountiful harvest, Song Wanning’s brow was furrowed with worry.
Forget finding the method; she hadn’t even seen the words "dragon vein" mentioned once.
She began to worry. If Feng Jinchuan had truly taken the relevant texts with him, she might have to fight him to the bitter end to have any chance of getting them.
A short while later, Song Wanning arrived before a bookshelf on the fourth floor, and her eyes lit up.
This entire row was filled with records related to Alchemy, including alchemical legacies and many long-lost Pill Recipes.
Her gaze, however, landed on a particular travelogue.
The large characters on the cover read: "The Travels of Feng Yue."
