CBGC - ch115.2

Looking closely at certain places where Li Xinmei had just passed by, there are spiritual energy fluctuations, forming a densely woven net of spiritual energy. This formation isn’t relying on spiritual stones, neither is it dependent on her internal spiritual energy. Instead, it is attached to the energy of the Heavens itself. This means that Li Xinmei has already reached a corner of the Heaven and Earth array. 

This is also the formation Path that E Changguang had walked on, years ago.

Heaven and Earth is a formation, everywhere is a formation, and all of them can be used for oneself.

Trapping the phantom spider, Li Xinmei uses the tree for support as she stands up. The purple-black blood oozing from the wound on her shoulder indicates that the spider is poisonous. Shaking, she takes out a Pill bottle and swallows a medicinal pill, to staunch the bleeding and heal her injury, as well as to detoxify the poison. She doesn’t tarry, she continues to move forward. However, Li Xinmei's footsteps are unsteady, and the way she walks is very stiff. This shows that her spiritual Pill simply cannot remove the phantom spider's poison, and she cannot recover right now.

Su Tingyun's heart clenches as she watches all this.

There is nothing more agonizing than watching someone you care about struggling for survival, and being unable to help her.

Su Tingyun is restless, and Pearl Bai, who’s originally gnawing on the heart of the divine tree and absorbing it, also feels that Granny’s mood is not good. It rolls around her collarbone and makes a soft chirping sound.

The black-clad cultivator in front of the Luminous Moon Sect suddenly opens his eyes.

Previously, he was heavily injured thanks to Bai Su's fatally reckless way of fighting before, his soul sustained damage on top of the physical injuries. In the first place, he descended to this realm to find Bai Su, his attention was completely focused on him, and the secrets of this Immortal Palace were not important to him at all. But now that Bai Su had violated the laws of the Heavenly Dao and returned to the Upper Realm, and was even captured as a traitor by the Bai family, he himself no longer needs to stay here. But he would be too embarrassed to go back in such a wounded state. So he had decided that he might as well stay here and continue to recover, while exploring the secrets of the Immortal Palace to see if it's worth taking action.

Unexpectedly, he encounters a newly ascended cultivator who’s temporarily unrestricted. With that person present, it will be difficult for others to take advantage.

Even more unexpectedly, he encounters the Broken Sword Master. Although the voice is different, and the Master could use spiritual energy to bring down thunderbolts, he is certain of the sword intent. Sword intent is extremely difficult to imitate. Moreover, the Broken Sword Master is exceptionally mysterious, having done many unimaginable things. Being able to use spiritual energy without fear of Heavenly Punishment, the black-clad cultivator can also accept that reality.

He’s been intending to no longer care about anything here, and return to the upper realm after his injuries have slightly recovered. However, he seems to have heard the voice of the Word Spirit just now.

He expands his divine sense and searches carefully, not wanting to miss any clues.

But his probing is easily caught by Su Tingyun. Her Springwater Sword hums lightly, and the red light inside the sword flows faintly as she slashes towards the black-clothed man. Seeing this, the man instantly retracts his divine sense and he shouts at Su Tingyun, "I have offended you, senior! I ask the Broken Sword Master to spare me!"

Su Tingyun withdraws her flying sword with ease, and she puts it away with a cold snort, no longer saying anything.

The black-clothed man breaks out in a cold sweat, becoming even more certain that the other party is the Broken Sword Master. Wielder and sword are one, withdrawing it without problems. Although some sword cultivators in the Upper Realm can do it as well, the kind of sword intent that could move the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth, it can only belong to the Broken Sword Master.

As for the Word Spirit, did he hear it wrong, or has the Broken Sword Master been carrying the Word Spirit with her all along? He didn't actually sense the aura of the Word Spirit, and upon careful recall, the faint call didn't really sound like the Word Spirit. He must have misheard it…

In the mirror, Li Xinmei takes a few steps and leans against a tree to catch her breath. She rests for a moment, but doesn’t dare to look back, continuing to stumble forward. As a result, she slips and is caught by a spider thread. It flings her up, and she is thrown into a huge spider web.

She struggles desperately to no avail, becoming more and more stuck instead. She is completely caught in the spider web.

In the distance comes a rustling sound, the crisp crunches of twigs and leaves being stepped on. However, slowly appearing before her eyes is not a spider, but a person.

"Senior Sister Li, long time no see. I hope you're well." The new arrival is Zhang Zhizi. He looks up at Li Xinmei while she’s bound in the spider web, then he smiles innocently. "All these years, you’ve always been in my mind, Senior Sister."