Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 186 Pillars of Creation

The young man couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Grandmaster, what exactly is this bone jade used for? Why are you searching so carefully? I heard from my uncles that this is the third one!"

The old ancestor seemed to be reminded by these words and immediately asked:

"How about those two bone jades? Did your father go and get them?"

"It's already been done. Today at noon, the execution will take place at noon!"

"That's good. We can't wait twenty-four hours to retrieve this bone jade. We need the midday sun energy, the murderous aura of the executioner, and the evil spirit of the knife. None of these can be missing!"

The young man bit his lip, "So cautious..."

The old ancestor was in a good mood and said disapprovingly, "So what do you think? This is the material for summoning the Pillars of Creation. Haven't you heard that there are nine paths in the sky and eight pillars on the earth? The entire Qingxuan Continent is supported by these eight Pillars of Creation!"

"That pillar is so powerful, where is it? How come I've never heard of it or seen it before?"

The old ancestor snorted coldly:

"Who do you think you are to know the secrets of Shenzhou? If you weren't so efficient, these things wouldn't be known to someone like you who hasn't even entered Jianmen!"

Du Fang was shocked. He had heard from the Great Pillar that there were nine divisions and eight periods in the sky, and nine states and eight pillars on the earth. Could this mythical Pillar of Creation really exist in this world?

And from what the old woman said, it seemed that she wanted to summon the Pillar of Creation.

The material for summoning is bone jade taken from people.

This kind of bone jade must be very rare, which is why this young man carries a magic weapon with him and constantly patrols the city, which led him to find Qinghe.

At this time, the old ancestor said: "You should go down and prepare for the bone jade staircase tomorrow. You must not exceed the time."

The young master suddenly felt embarrassed and hesitated:

"This...to cover up his tracks, my father deliberately gathered three people to act as scapegoats today, and will oversee the execution of another one tomorrow. This...I'm afraid the royal family won't tolerate this..."

The old woman's purple clothes suddenly rustled. Du Fang leaned down and was frightened. He saw the young man lying on the ground, trembling with fear.

On the old woman's body, countless centipede-like white claws stretched out from under her clothes, crawling around on the boy's face with their fangs and claws bared.

It turns out this is a monster!

The old ancestor said grimly: "Can you do it?"

"I can...I can...I guarantee that it will be done on time!"

"Go!"

The old man's purple robe fell down, and all the centipede claws were retracted. The young man crawled out, and the ground was already filled with the smell of urine.

'This kid is scared to death!'

"It seems this monster is very cruel and vicious!"

When Du Fang was thinking about this, the old woman suddenly said, "Come out and see if this bone jade is real?" She hadn't finished her words yet.

The bloated body under the purple robe suddenly became thinner, and a thin old man came out from her body. The old man was only the size of a three-year-old child, and when he stood in front of the old woman, he was almost only as tall as her thigh.

His ribs and cheeks were so thin that the bones were visible, but his skin was as smooth as a baby's.

Du Fang's heart trembled. When the old man crawled out of his body, he felt a hint of gloomy aura. This old man turned out to be a ghost cultivator of the seventh realm.

What on earth are the ghost cultivators and the old creatures from the demon clan trying to do by mixing together?

The old man was very thin and looked malnourished, but his hands were big, almost the same size as an adult's, like chicken claws, and he kept rubbing them on the white cloth.

"Old woman, you've done a great job. This is the third piece, right?" His voice was as sharp as a knife and was very painful to the ears.

"We only need five more pieces to make eight. I've already asked the Fire Sword Sect's leader to absorb the three energies to ascend the stairs for the other two pieces of bone jade. They should be delivered soon!"

"Yes, we need to hurry. The Ninth Realm Sword Cultivator from the Tiannan Sword Sect has already arrived in Quzhou City. I just returned from the Realm Sea, and the old guys in the Realm Sea can't wait..."

'Jinghai' These two people are from Jinghai.

Du Fang suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Quzhou City had been catching evil spirits. It seemed that the ghost tribe and the monster tribe, two of the three major tribes in Jinghai, had already started to move, and were plotting something big in this city.

The old woman frowned and said, "Is Dong Huang here too? Now, a small city like Quzhou has gathered four renowned Ninth Realm experts. This is quite a grand occasion!"

"Who else?" the old man asked immediately.

"The news I received is that the two ninth-level sword cultivators of Guiyuan Sword Sect have completed their enlightenment and immortality and left the small world. And Su Shang, the great pillar of Zhengyang Continent, is also in this city at this time."

The old man frowned: "What exactly are they going to do?"

"I heard it's related to Chang Ying and Lord Baihuang of Nancangzhou..."

Du Fang suddenly pricked up his ears and listened attentively. The two of them mentioned him at once.

"What's going on? Tell me."

"A few days ago, spies reported that the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect's Baihuang Lord ascended directly from the Seventh Realm to the Ninth Realm to challenge Changying, the guardian of Nancangzhou. The two engaged in a fierce battle, in which Changying perished in bloodshed, his Heavenly Heart Seal taken away, and the White Lord was stabbed in the back by an immortal, who then slaughtered the entire Dragon Abyss Sword Sect..."

The old man was incredulous. "How is it possible that someone in this world could go directly from the seventh rank to the ninth rank? Also, has another immortal appeared to wreak havoc on the world?"

The old woman smiled bitterly and said:

"When I heard it at the time, I didn't believe it at all. But Chang Ying of the Ninth Realm was blessed with the Heavenly Heart Seal and was a true emperor-level expert, yet he was killed by Lord Baihuang. If Bai Zhi wasn't in the Ninth Realm, how could she have killed someone of a higher realm and defeated an immortal?"

The old man was silent for a long time before he said:

"It's like the Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves ahead, and the waves ahead die on the beach. We've spent our entire lives just reaching the seventh realm, while Lord Baihuang is still so young, yet he already has the strength of the ninth realm..."

The old woman murmured, "The most terrifying thing is Xian Ling. Even though Bai Zhi is at the Ninth Realm, and Longyuan Sword Sect is the lowest of the Seven Great Sword Sects, such a powerful force was destroyed by Xian Ling alone. The entire Longyuan was completely destroyed, not even a single living mouse could be found!"

She added:

"Over a million citizens of Longxi City have had their souls and blood sucked away by the immortals. The immortal disaster that hasn't happened in three hundred years has come again!"

The old man stood there in a daze. These pieces of news were really shocking. He had just come from Jinghai last night and had just heard the news here.

After a long while, the old man sighed:

"No wonder those old guys were so anxious to summon the Pillar of Creation. It turns out they knew about the Fairy's birth a long time ago!"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Du Fang really wanted to crush them to death. The millions of lives in Longqi City were used by Baizhi to refine sword spirits, and the tens of thousands of disciples in Longyuan were used by her to kill Changying, the Great Pillar State.

He was just possessed by Mo Ling, and he slaughtered Long Yuan's menial disciples. As these stories spread, he was the one who took all the blame.