Who Brought Him into the Cultivation World?

Chapter 714: Chapter 657: The Enchanting Flower at the Formation’s Core

Meng Yun had no time to waste on seeking trouble with the old Taoist.

The arrival of the Ten Tao Palaces must be completed swiftly in the Western Territory.

Killing the old Taoist was certainly something he wished to do.

But ensuring everything here proceeds according to plan was even more critical.

After confirming he couldn’t find the old Taoist elsewhere, he had no choice but to return here.

In this place, there were originally three Tao Palaces, and now two new ones had appeared.

So far, half of the Ten Tao Palaces have been established.

The entire Western Territory is now in a state of dormancy, even those cultivators on the outskirts of the Central Continent aren’t leaving from here.

Instead, they are constantly arriving from the Endless Sea Domain.

Apart from those who were killed, there are naturally those coming over here after completing a mission.

Thus, information on this end of the Western Territory isn’t blocked, despite being dormant, they are well aware of what happens outside.

And precisely because of this clarity, Meng Yun suddenly turned his thoughts towards Su Xiaoxiao’s side.

Although no one returned alive, they knew there was a force in the Southern Border slaughtering their people.

"You all go to the Southern Border!"

Meng Yun spoke, addressing Bridge Granny and the others before him.

The four exchanged glances, inwardly wanting to curse, yet dared not, fearing he would sense it.

It was the same in the Endless Sea Domain, and now here too.

It seemed their fate led them to be dispatched everywhere.

Instinctively, they wanted to refuse, since they’ve mostly suffered losses whenever they encountered Su Xiaoxiao.

There wasn’t a single time they profited.

Moreover, they didn’t know how many people that person might have this time. What if they went and couldn’t return?

Naturally, they wouldn’t be sent empty-handed.

After Meng Yun summoned, a team of a hundred Walking the Dao cultivators gathered.

Even so, Bridge Granny and the others still hesitated.

Su Xiaoxiao owned a Xumi Bag, who knows how many people could emerge from it.

It’s a constant source of trouble.

Having suffered losses before, just thinking about Su Xiaoxiao pulling out that bag made them uneasy.

But Meng Yun’s tone left no room for doubt as he spoke solemnly.

"All you need to do is restrain them in the Southern Border."

Restrain?

That means fighting isn’t mandatory.

Bridge Granny and the others felt a lot better; if that’s the case, it must mean the Holy Sect has further plans.

Recently, the Holy Sect’s actions have been swift and relentless.

Leaving Celestial Dao Sect struggling to handle them, even the elite were left bewildered.

No surprise, there must be other intentions.

Restraining Su Xiaoxiao and her group in the Southern Border?

That would imply new strategies outside Southern Border?

Bridge Granny actually wanted to ask but held her tongue.

In the Holy Sect, the principle was always not to ask things they shouldn’t.

Meng Yun was satisfied with their attitude, waving his hand to dismiss them.

...

When Han Yu returned to the East Sea coast, Xia Wuyou and the other two followed him.

Without Han Yu present, the three doubted if they could escape unscathed from a group of cultivators.

Han Yu was anxious to return because he had accumulated two pills.

This meant that the previous pill was about to disappear, and if he didn’t want to suffer side effects, both pills had to be used.

However, when the group returned to Celestial Wave Crossing, they found it empty.

Only a few cultivators remained behind.

"Tower Master Quan went to New City after emerging."

The remaining cultivators answered.

So the group rushed across the sea towards New City.

Currently, New City was quiet, many cultivators had once resided here but now were fewer after they ventured into the sea.

Upon landing, they could see a crowd gathered outside the hall from afar.

Han Yu was curious and pushed through the crowd, seeing everyone surrounding a disheveled man.

The scene was eerily quiet.

Han Yu took a closer look, unable to recognize the man immediately.

No wonder, because Quan Xiaotong looked vastly different from his usual self.

His graying hair was wild and messy, his scholar’s robe dirty, and he wore one shoe while the other foot was bare.

He had returned sooner than Han Yu, upon emerging from Celestial Wave Crossing, his appearance shocked the Central Continent crowd.

But his next words caught everyone’s attention.

"I think I’ve found the array’s core!"

Quan Xiaotong, holding a stack of blackened papers, showed a surprisingly intense gaze.

Han Yu and the others stood by, listening to Bian Renjie’s whispers and finally understanding the situation.

The group waited with bated breath.

In the crowd, Quan Xiaotong stood before the giant sand table, using spiritual power to encircle all triggered and untriggered array points.

As he moved, the threads of spiritual power interlaced, initially forming visible circles.

But gradually it became chaotic and incomprehensible.

Eventually, under Quan Xiaotong’s efforts, a cluster of random patterns hovered over the sand table.

This thing is the array’s core?

Even those experienced Elders and Sect Leaders were dubious.

While some hesitated to speak, Quan Xiaotong excitedly gestured.

"Don’t rush!"

Once he finished speaking, he resumed clearing the spiritual threads.

Such movements befuddled everyone.

Draw then erase?

"No, it seems the parts he erases follow a pattern."

Someone whispered.

"You’re right."

Quan Xiaotong’s smile broadened, and his actions quickened.

Simultaneously, he began explaining to the Central Continent crowd.

"At first, I tried connecting places with line points."

His attempts proved futile, so he couldn’t link them.

He secluded himself to endlessly test alternative methods.

After exhausting all options, he still couldn’t get through the door.

Until he accidentally spilled ink on paper, watching the stain spread.

Then he realized.

"You don’t necessarily need to connect like points, like ink spreading, if the array points’ power diffuses, it can still merge."

Thus, in Quan Xiaotong’s hands, these array points continuously intersected as circles.

"Now I preserve the intersected parts, erasing the rest."

By the time he finished, Quan Xiaotong had completed everything.

The crowd couldn’t help but peer closer.

Gasp!

Sounds of astonishment echoed widely.

Because the sand table showed only a single petal!

A petal outlined by spiritual power!

Further explanations were unnecessary.

Such coincidences can’t be natural, especially since these array points were intentionally arranged.

Quan Xiaotong seems to have genuinely discovered the array’s core location.

Hidden among the Central Continent crowd, the old Taoist’s expression was indescribably odd.

This problem the Celestial Dao Sect couldn’t solve, was resolved by a local?

Can these people truly be called locals?

If they are locals, then what are we?

Their longstanding prejudice toward the impoverished Central Continent had hindered them from recognizing these cultivators.

Now pondering deeply, reaching such a realm in this barren land.

Which of these people could be considered simple!