Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 687: Chapter 629: Four Layers of the Sky Net, Acting First Loses Advantage

Mu Zili never expected the situation in the Central Continent to become so treacherous and obscure.

He could guess that the opponents still had tricks up their sleeves, but he couldn’t fathom what kind of tricks that escaped his understanding.

Maliciousness?

This thing is not only disgusting but has been used to trap their Celestial Dao Sect several times over thousands of years.

If he claimed not to recognize it, then that would really be strange.

But this thing isn’t supposed to be effective without coming into contact with living creatures. How could they spread it beyond the Central Continent?

How was this even accomplished?

More importantly, he couldn’t figure out the purpose of this move. What was it for?

The Yama Hall wouldn’t do anything superfluous; the only explanation could be that this was part of their plan.

"Calling it ’Maliciousness’, tsk! You’re truly creating karma!"

Thinking of the immense resentment within that malice, Mu Zili almost didn’t need to think to guess what kind of outrage such a thing must have taken to create.

"If things get too tricky, just gather your forces and charge straight in."

The old Daoist dug at his ear; he was so bored these days he almost got sick from idleness.

Alright! A strong one wouldn’t get sick, but staying in such a desolate place all this time, it’s making him seriously unwell in spirit.

A mental ailment is an ailment nevertheless, isn’t it?

Gathering forces and charging straight in?

Mu Zili shook his head. If it was that straightforward, things would be much simpler.

"Heavenly net sets in four directions, the first to move loses the ground!"

The old Daoist’s eyes widened. Although this was a disciple he trained, it didn’t stop him from not understanding what his disciple was saying.

"Just make your move. Why bother with reason?"

Mu Zili smiled helplessly and patiently explained.

The Central Continent is currently enveloped by a massive net, and this net has been woven continuously by both sides, dragging even each other into it.

In this situation, whoever takes significant action first will lose their strategic advantage.

The principle is not logic but the logic of strategy.

Right now, both sides are acting like frogs in warm water, advancing bit by bit, not daring to make bold moves.

If they could force the Yama Hall to expose their cards, then it would certainly be a good thing.

The only concern is if the opponents refuse to take the bait.

A moment later, Mu Zili turned his head suddenly with a smile, "Master, do you still want to go to the Central Continent?"

Hearing this, the old Daoist looked at his disciple with a look of disbelief and even leaned in to take a closer look.

"Have you changed?"

He had been long restless with the previous posture of refusing to let him enter the Central Continent, but each time he had a plan, it ended before it started.

"With conditions."

Mu Zili smiled slightly, which made the old Daoist shake his head. If there were conditions, then he wouldn’t be interested in going.

How could he not know his own disciple’s rigorous nature, making conditions so binding that it would tie him up.

Surprisingly, Mu Zili’s condition was extremely simple. He smiled and said, "Why don’t you listen to me first? My condition is not difficult; once I ask you to withdraw, you must return immediately."

The old Daoist widened his eyes in surprise—was it really that simple?

It was indeed that simple!

Mu Zili nodded firmly, adding, "When I ask you to withdraw, it means the Central Continent is no longer safe. You just have to remember to return as agreed."

The old Daoist readily agreed. When the Central Continent wasn’t safe, he wouldn’t even need Mu Zili to tell him; he’d make his own retreat quickly.

"Hmm, remember to bring my troublesome junior brother with you when you leave."

Mu Zili added cautiously, still feeling it wasn’t enough, "Once inside, find him first."

The old Daoist agreed heartily, even exceptionally expeditiously.

"Don’t try to pull a fast one on me when the time comes."

Mu Zili reminded, smiling wryly since both the old and the young weren’t ones to be underestimated.

The old Daoist thumped his chest soundly. "I’ve trained such excellent disciples as you. You should trust your master."

If he could ever trust it, there would be ghosts.

Mu Zili’s mouth twitched, inwardly grumbling.

Interestingly, when the old Daoist was allowed to go, he wasn’t in a big hurry to leave.

He looked at Mu Zili with great curiosity and suddenly asked.

"Why are you allowing it now?"

Mu Zili only furrowed his brows slightly before revealing his calculations.

"Your trip to the Central Continent this time, make a big splash, don’t avoid being seen."

This was puzzling since both sides were within the Endless Sea Domain, though vast, any little disturbance at their level of cultivator would suffice for the other party to notice.

To go to the Central Continent usually required extra care to avoid interception.

Now, however, Mu Zili wanted the old Daoist to go in with great fanfare, which was quite curious.

"Interesting?"

Mu Zili’s expression turned strange, then shook his head.

No fun at all. If his calculations confirmed his suspicions, then he really would have a headache.

This aroused the old Daoist’s curiosity—what was Mu Zili planning?

"I want to see if the opponent fears Divine Dao Realm cultivators entering the Central Continent."

That’s it?

The old Daoist frowned—is this important?

If needed, they could just send over a Divine Dao Realm cultivator to retaliate!

Even send two if one wasn’t enough.

If three, forget it. He self-admittedly couldn’t withstand it and wouldn’t be able to escape.

"Very important. If I don’t play by the rules and the opponent remains unfazed, then it implies their arrangements in the Central Continent are foolproof in their eyes."

If this were true, their side would be foolishly waiting to counteract, which might culminate in genuine foolishness.

Moreover, the peace in the Endless Sea Domain was too eerily calm.

He hadn’t even clashed with Li Yingqi yet, only minor skirmishes among the lower-level cultivators.

They must pressure the opponents.

"Looks like I truly have to push you all."

Likewise, in the palace of the Yama Hall, Li Yingqi was saying the same thing.

However, this was said to Qiao Po and the others.

After all, since the five of them came down, not only had they achieved nothing, but they had also lost troops, and recently one more was lost.

Talking about this, Li Yingqi was even more exasperated.

They dared to take his Soul-Exterminating Whip!

Indeed, what enraged Li Yingqi most was that whip.

When Granny Qiao and the others returned with the news of Lei Wang’s death, the well-rehearsed words along the journey all went unused.

Li Yingqi merely asked coldly, "Did you lose the Soul-Exterminating Whip as well?"

That question completely threw them off.

They envisioned many scenarios where Li Yingqi would rage, yet the concern for the whip over his own junior brother was unexpected.

"Uselessness indeed—you couldn’t protect the person, nor the whip, nor could you accomplish anything; even Su Xiaoxiao’s group of five eludes you."

"You’re even worse than those Initial Realm cultivators who at least managed some nice footwork."

Faced with Li Yingqi’s criticism, the four naturally felt indignant, but dared not show it.

Their tasks differed from those lower-level cultivators; setting footwork isn’t as hard as facing talents like Su Xiaoxiao, is it?

The infuriating fool of a cultivator seemed immune to attacks; they were out of options!

"Would thirty Walking the Dao cultivators suffice?"

Li Yingqi wore a faint, cold smile—what immune abilities? If one isn’t enough, then ten; if ten aren’t enough, then thirty.

"If you still can’t manage, I won’t mind disposing of you four wastrels."

Walking the Dao cultivators?

Qiao Po and others’ faces lit with joy—thirty cultivators of the same realm, what couldn’t be accomplished with such a force?

Bian Zhuang even dared to thump his chest in assurance, "Su Xiaoxiao and her group of five will definitely perish."

"Remember to retrieve my whip incidentally."

Li Yingqi promptly added, fuming over these past few days whenever it crossed his mind.

That useless Lei Wang even lost his life wielding an artifact made for fighting such cultivators.

That weapon was his, given to Lei Wang for a beautiful job execution.

Not only did Lei Wang die, but he also took his treasure along with him.

"Prepare and depart on your own!"

"I’ll greet that old guy."

Li Yingqi’s face suddenly darkened, still simmering with rage when that old fellow began acting up again.

Outside the Endless Sea Domain, the overwhelming aura was tumultuously surging, looking almost like a provocation.