Escape from Captivity
“Su Xing’er’s garments half undone, her skin as fair as jade, faintly revealing its beauty. Her thin lips slightly parted, her eyes filled with charm, she coquettishly said…”
Xu Yi stared at the last few words “to be continued”, her eyes turning red, and angrily threw the book aside.
After a moment, she picked up the book with a pained expression on her face, gently patting its preciously cover.
She had only read this book three times and would rely on it to pass the time until the next opportunity, so she couldn’t afford to damage it.
Xu Yi put the book back into her storage bag, let out a long sigh, and surveyed her surroundings.
All she could see was a vast wasteland. This was a desolate secret realm where she had been trapped for two hundred years.
Recalling the events before she fell into the secret realm, Xu Yi regretted her choices.
If only she had chosen the path to the back mountain to escape…
No, she should have gone out to experience the world.
Xu Yi was originally an abandoned infant, picked up by the sect master of Xuanji Sect and raised with care.
Due to her exceptional talent in fire cultivation, she was officially accepted as a disciple.
After building her foundation, she became the senior sister of Xuanji Sect.
Xuanji Sect was one of the top sects in the Nine Provinces, and Xu Yi’s status as the senior sister should have brought her great success and glory.
That’s what Xu Yi had believed.
Until she had a dream.
In the dream, the sect master took in several more disciples, and the youngest junior sister was his favorite.
The junior sister was stunningly beautiful, with rare mutated ice spiritual roots.
Countless talented and prominent individuals fell in love with her.
In the dream, Xu Yi was so jealous that she resorted to various means to harm this exceptional junior sister. However, her sinister plots had been exposed.
In the end, she was stabbed to death by the junior sister’s pursuer, meeting a tragic demise.
After waking up from the dream, Xu Yi was in a daze for several days because the dream was so vivid that she remembered every detail clearly.
As a result, she despised herself, for she had portrayed herself as a morally corrupt person in the dream and met such a tragic ending.
Later, when several events unfolded exactly as she had seen in the dream, Xu Yi panicked.
She had no jealousy towards the junior sister who had not yet been initiated, only endless fear.
After all, she had witnessed the junior sister killing anyone who opposed her.
As the day of the junior sister’s initiation drew closer, Xu Yi weighed the pros and cons and decided to avoid the junior sister and venture into the Nine Provinces.
She would return only after the period of death in her dream had passed.
For this reason, she defied the sect master for the first time, packed up all her belongings, and fled overnight.
However, she was unlucky.
Just as she left the boundaries of Xuanji Sect, she fell into this secret realm and became trapped, unable to escape.
This secret realm had no end and no living beings, only endless spiritual energy.
When Xu Yi first fell into the secret realm, she could still calm her mind and cultivate, advancing her cultivation to the peak of the later stage of golden pill.
However, there were no heavenly tribulations here, and no matter how hard she cultivated, her cultivation could only reach this point. Unable to cultivate, she had to find other ways to pass the time.
She flipped through the jade slips in her storage bag, including “Xuanji Heart Technique,” “Fundamental Analysis of Talismans,” “Formation Pattern Records,” “Complete Collection of Pill Recipes,” “Nine Forging Techniques,” and more.
After finishing reading the jade slips, she could only focus on a book secretly given to her by a senior sister.
However, these books were all unfinished, leaving her scratching her head, wishing she could pick up a pen and write a perfect ending with a happy reunion.
With this thought in mind, Xu Yi’s excitement grew.
It seemed like it was not impossible…
She eagerly rubbed her hands together, took out a wolf hair brush from her storage bag, and prepared to dip it in ink.
However, the ground beneath her suddenly shook violently.
Xu Yi staggered for a moment, steadying herself, and was about to investigate the source of the disturbance when a powerful suction force suddenly pulled her body upwards.
Xu Yi was momentarily stunned, then a look of wild joy appeared in her eyes.
She could finally leave…
Xu Yi couldn’t care less about the unfinished book she had yet to complete.
She grinned, hands on her hips, and burst into laughter. “I, Xu Yi, have returned!”
In the Zhongzhen Hall, Xuanji Sect.
Elder Qingfeng raised his voice, his tears and mucus flowing as he lamented to the Sect Master about the disrespectful behavior of his twenty-eighth disciple.
Astonishingly, this disciple had the audacity to disdain his impoverished and destitute master, with every word dripping with a sense of destitution.
As he wailed, Qingfeng cautiously observed the Sect Master’s countenance, feeling an unusual sense of unease.
This was already his third visit to the Zhonghe Hall this month.
However, one cannot place blame solely upon him. After all, each of his disciples possesses exceptional talents, and the resources they require nearly overwhelm his seasoned disposition. Thus, he finds himself with no recourse but to seek assistance from his nephew, the esteemed Sect Master.
Yet, despite his lengthy plea, the Sect Master remained unresponsive.
Qingfeng stole a glance and saw a slight furrow in the Sect Master’s brow, an air of solemnity gracing his jade-like profile.
This gravity not only failed to diminish his aura, but rather enhanced his otherworldly presence.
Qingfeng couldn’t help but marvel at the Sect Master’s unparalleled beauty, ranked first in the entire Nine Realms.
Even he, an old man, couldn’t help but feel a pang of self-deprecation in comparison.
Suddenly, Ji Buwang raised his hand, tearing through the fabric of space to retrieve a storage ring, which he presented to Elder Qingfeng with a calm voice, “The last time.”
Elder Qingfeng joyfully accepted the ring, his face beaming with gratitude.
He assured, “Rest assured, Sect Master, there shall never be a next time.”
However, deep within his heart, Elder Qingfeng was already calculating the timing of his next visit.
Ji Buwang shook his head slightly, clearly not believing Elder Qingfeng’s promise.
He lifted his gaze towards the direction of the sunrise, where fluctuations in the laws of space hinted at the emergence of a new secret realm.
With a flicker of thought, he vanished into the void, swiftly heading towards the source of the disturbance.
The sudden disappearance of the Sect Master failed to catch Elder Qingfeng’s attention.
Lost in his own delight, he clutched the ring, striding out of the Zonghe Hall, ready to boast to his disciples.
Meanwhile, Xu Yi had just emerged from the secret realm, her surroundings still a blur.
Suddenly, the heavens and earth changed, as dark thunderclouds loomed above her, exuding a terrifying pressure.
Xu Yi’s expression shifted, realizing the gravity of the situation.
She had emerged too abruptly, without suppressing her cultivation, thus attracting the wrath of the heavenly tribulation.
However, apart from a few second-grade treasures suitable for the foundation establishment stage, she possessed no other defensive artifacts.
The cultivation techniques of the Xuanji Sect emphasized harmony and tranquility, lacking significant offensive power.
Was she now expected to withstand the thunder tribulation with her physical body alone?
Gazing at the purple thunderbolts weaving through the thunderclouds, Xu Yi felt a sense of helplessness.
Could it be that she would be struck down by the thunder tribulation on the very first day of her emergence from the secret realm?