As night descended, Bai Qiuran had just wrapped up discussions with representatives from other sects about important matters and was about to head back to his room for rest. Suddenly, he felt a surge of connection from the sword energy he had left in the ancient city.
“I’m measuring that guy’s new movement trajectory,” Bai Qiuran said. “But this formation is quite difficult. It requires a high level of skill in spells, calculations, and formations. Those who aren’t good at math should stay out of it. Those who excel in math must at least have the True Qi amount of the Spirit Separation stage to successfully learn it.”
“But... the Nascent Soul? This means Yu Qianren's Nascent Soul must have been seized by the Earth Immortal. Earth Immortals indeed have strange abilities.” Before Bai Qiuran could react further, he swiftly stepped into the void and vanished from sight.
“Hmm?” Xue Ling looked around and said, “I might know how that thing should move.”
Bai Qiuran sighed, saying, “After I scared him away that day, he immediately changed the movement trajectory of the ancient city... I fear he wants to awaken some facilities from the previous era first.”
“This is a teleportation formation from the Earth Immortal era,” he declared, quickly approaching the table to spread out a map and follow the sensing to find the general location of the ancient city on it. “That’s normal; people of more common eras usually like to rebuild civilization on the ruins of the previous era.”
Bai Qiuran's expression darkened, coldly saying, “You really don’t care about your achievements this year, do you?”
After receiving a blank scroll, he copied the map’s contents onto it, stowing away the newly made scroll in his storage bag and returning the original to Xue Ling.
“It appeared this quickly and changed its movement trajectory?” Su Xiangxue shook her head.
Xue Ling turned away without responding, saying, “That’s how it is. I’m leaving.” He gazed again at the last marked location on the map, the ancient capital of Shangling Kingdom, and began putting the scroll containing the teleportation formation into his bag, examining it closely.
“What are you sketching this time?”
“I’m measuring that guy’s new movement trajectory.”
“Just so you know, for cultivators, refining the Nascent Soul doesn’t mean that all three souls and seven spirits turn into the Nascent Soul, but rather a layer of consciousness covers the original three souls and seven spirits, transforming into the Nascent Soul...”
“Let’s wait a few more days until everyone has learned the interception formation, then we can set out to intercept the ancient city.” He marked a new point on the map, then picked it up, ready to inform others of this matter.
“However... the Nascent Soul? This means Yu Qianren's three souls and seven spirits have already been taken over by the Earth Immortal. Such delicate methods!”
“Stop thinking about murder for treasure or stealing information,” he remarked, marking another point on the map and preparing to inform others.
After going around in circles, Bai Qiuran informed the Righteous Dao Alliance and the Demon Sect Alliance of this news but could not find Yu Qianlian from the Forging Heaven Dock. He thus inquired from a disciple of Forging Heaven Dock, “Where is Sect Leader Yu?”
Bai Qiuran pondered for a moment.
Su Xiangxue shook her head.
Xue Ling’s silhouette materialized from the void and tossed a scroll into Bai Qiuran's hand.
“Just so you know, refining the Nascent Soul doesn’t mean that all three souls and seven spirits turn into the Nascent Soul, but that a layer of consciousness covers the original three souls and seven spirits, becoming the Nascent Soul...”
After circling around and conveying this news to the Righteous Dao Alliance and the Demon Sect Alliance, yet failing to find Yu Qianlian, Bai Qiuran asked a disciple of the Forging Heaven Dock, “Where is Sect Leader Yu?”
“Let’s wait a few more days until everyone has learned the interception formation, then we can set out to intercept the ancient city.”
That night, while Bai Qiuran was engrossed in writing, a sudden chill interrupted his thoughts.
“Damn it, just a ghost immortal is acting so arrogant.”
Su Xiangxue shook her head, “After Sect Leader Yu returned that day, he went into the Heaven and Earth Furnace, probably crafting magical artifacts.”
Bai Qiuran cursed softly and turned to the map. “Just a ghost? Aren’t they just majestic once in a while? They never learn.”
“That guy seems to have already hurried and changed the movement route of the ancient city...” Bai Qiuran was concerned that Yu Qianren wanted to awaken some ancient facilities first.
“The ancient city would certainly like to revive what lies dormant in the Nine Provinces and Ten Lands,” he thought.
The disciples around began to feel the weight of Bai Qiuran’s interest in the matter, realizing the importance of understanding the ancient city’s new movement patterns.
“Where is it exactly moving?” he asked eagerly, while others began planning their next moves.
As the week rolled by, Bai Qiuran marked more spots on the map outlining both busy villages and untouched wilderness. Though the ancient city changed its trajectory, its primary purpose remained unchanged; it sought to awaken something long forgotten in the vast lands.
Others showed jealousy in their gazes reflecting their interest in the matter, yet none dared interrupt Bai Qiuran’s thoughts as he painted various points on the map.
“This is how the interception of the ancient city will proceed,” he finally stated, gathering the attention of all.
The room fell silent, the tension palpable as everyone anticipated the next steps and whether they would be successful in their endeavors ahead.