The Creation Immortal Pavilion, in the Heavenly Realm, was barely considered a second-rate sect in terms of strength.
They claimed that the entire sect was composed of master artifact forgers,
but in reality, they hadn’t produced many outstanding immortal artifacts, so their reputation was rather obscure.
During his dream travels, Ye Yu had also encountered immortals from this sect—but they were utterly unremarkable,
so he didn’t have a deep impression of them.
Now, hearing Shangguan Jiujiu mention them, Ye Yu suddenly recalled the existence of this sect.
Though the Creation Immortal Pavilion was not the optimal choice, given the current circumstances, it was a case of “a dead horse treated as a live one.”
Without delay,
Ye Yu immediately set out, leaving Wu Wei Tower.
What he did not know was that half an hour after he left,
a violent explosion occurred inside Wu Wei Tower!
Zhu Diezhen’s room was completely razed to the ground.
The tremendous noise drew all the ladies to gather there, some even suspecting an evil immortal had attacked.
But upon arrival, they couldn’t help but laugh.
There stood Zhu Diezhen and Wei Aoshu, both blackened in face and with disheveled hair,
looking quite comical.
Apart from the destroyed building, neither had any obvious injuries, and a faint scent of elixir permeated the air.
If they guessed correctly, the two had been refining pills.
Lin Miaoxue hurried over and hooked her arm through Zhu Diezhen’s, carefully inspecting her from head to toe.
“Sister, are you alright?”
“I’m fine! Absolutely fine!”
Zhu Diezhen waved her hands repeatedly and then rubbed her face, revealing her breathtaking beauty once more.
Xin Wan’en softly asked, “Sister, were you refining pills? Want me to help?”
This question was genuinely sincere.
Xin Wan’en came from a Netherworld family and had some knowledge of alchemy.
Not an expert by any means, but barely proficient.
Yet even so, an explosion in the pill furnace should never have happened.
So her offer was truly out of goodwill.
But Zhu Diezhen immediately became excited.
“No need, really no need! I was just playing at refining with Xiao Wei—no help necessary!”
Wei Aoshu looked a little nervous and quickly shook her head, “Yes, just playing!”
Xin Wan’en frowned slightly, worried: “Sister, a pill furnace explosion isn’t trivial. If the power is too strong, injuries could occur. Maybe I should—”
Before she could finish,
Zhu Diezhen and Wei Aoshu declined her offer again,
emphatically stating help was not needed.
With this experience, next time there would definitely be no accidents.
The other ladies nearby wanted to advise caution,
but Zhu Diezhen and Wei Aoshu were resolute.
Seeing this, the others didn’t push further, only reminding them to be safe before turning to leave.
In their hearts, they instinctively thought Zhu Diezhen was just too headstrong,
which was why she refused help.
They didn’t think much more of it.
Unbeknownst to them, after the ladies left,
Zhu Diezhen and Wei Aoshu finally exhaled deeply.
Looking back at the wreckage,
the two frowned slightly.
“Sect Master, how did the furnace end up exploding like this?”
“I don’t know either. It was our first time refining pills and we had no experience. I only followed what the book said.”
“What should we do next?”
“Of course, keep refining! Destroying one room isn’t a big deal. With a restoration formation and some celestial stones for energy, it can be restored quickly.
Our most important task now is to keep this secret—no one must know we’re refining pills from the Hehuan Sect. Especially Xin Wan’en and Ran Jingjing. Otherwise, they’d ruin everything for you!”
Hearing this, Wei Aoshu’s expression grew complicated.
She had thought Zhu Diezhen’s earlier bold talk was just empty words.
But unexpectedly, the sect master was truly a doer.
Last night, she’d pulled Wei Aoshu into self-studying alchemy.
After just a few hours,
this morning they had started hands-on operations.
Such efficiency was unmatched.
She promised action with no empty talk.
If she said she would refine pills, she really did.
What puzzled Wei Aoshu, however, was how Zhu Diezhen—sect master of the Wanhun Hall—could possibly have the secret formula for the Hehuan Sect’s pills?
When asked, Zhu Diezhen gave no detailed explanation,
only saying she had heard of it by chance and brushing it off.
This left Wei Aoshu uneasy to this day.
On one hand, worried whether the secret pills would be effective;
on the other, wondering if using pills was excessive.
What if junior brother Ye Yu had no such intention?
Did he only care about what had once been?
These questions lingered in Wei Aoshu’s mind.
But seeing Zhu Diezhen’s resolute expression, Wei Aoshu dared not dampen her spirits.
She had no choice but to wait and see.
After tidying up for a while,
the two resumed their secret pill-refining.
...
Several hours later,
Ye Yu arrived at the Creation Immortal Pavilion.
Unlike the scenes in his memory, it seemed the sect had just endured a fierce battle.
Not only was the sect’s stone tablet destroyed, but the surrounding area was stained with much dried blood.
Seeing this, Ye Yu’s expression turned serious.
Could it be that the Three Corpses Hall had already swept through here?
It had to be said that the central Heavenly Realm was nearly in chaos.
The Taiyan Dao had vowed to wipe out the Three Corpses Hall in the shortest time,
but the battle had been fierce and indecisive, with many sects destroyed by evil immortals.
The Heavenly Realm was engulfed in turmoil.
If all the immortals of Creation Immortal Pavilion had been exterminated,
then Ye Yu’s plan to repair the boundary pearl would have to be delayed again.
Not wanting to make a wasted trip,
Ye Yu hoped for luck and planned to enter and check for any surviving sect immortals.
But the deeper he went,
the less likely this became.
In Ye Yu’s view, the destruction of Creation Immortal Pavilion
had surpassed some other sect ruins.
Not a single intact building remained.
Truly tragic!
In this state, there likely were no survivors.
Ye Yu shook his head slightly and was about to leave,
when suddenly he saw a flicker of cyan.
Ye Yu’s figure flashed as he entered the ruins and pulled out a chubby blue ox.
It had wings on its back and looked adorable.
Wasn’t this Banxia’s little pet, Xiao Meng?
Since it was here, where was Banxia?
Ye Yu looked around but saw no sign of any immortal.
He softly asked, “Xiao Meng, where is your master?”
At this moment, Xiao Meng seemed to have accepted Ye Yu as its master,
flapping its wings faster,
and raised a hoof to point to ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ the sky.
