The Ferocious God in the Celestial Master's Mansion

Chapter 57 Entering the Interior, Searching for the "Answer"

"Wang Ai!?"

In the shadows outside the unfinished building, Zhang Yulei's brow twitched almost imperceptibly when he heard the name. His fingers, hanging by his side, gently caressed the hem of his Taoist robe as he began to search his memory for the name.

After all, he had been in seclusion for seventy years, and the "plots" he had seen back then were now covered in a thick layer of dust. Ordinary characters and trivial plots had long since become blurred with the passage of time, and only the key moments and core characters etched deep in his memory could slowly emerge under certain triggers.

Wang Ai… one of the Ten Elders, the head of the Wang family, known for his ruthlessness and insatiable greed. Zhang Yulei's fingertips paused, and the image of an old man with a sinister face and calculating eyes gradually formed in his mind. That's right, it's him, the old guy who coveted the Qi Source Flow at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, and even condoned his grandson Wang to use insidious means to steal it.

Having figured out Wang Ai's identity, Zhang Yulei's thoughts didn't stop. Now that Wang Ai had surfaced, another person who was also eyeing the Feng Hou Qi Men (a martial arts technique) couldn't be far behind.

"The Art School... Chen Jinkui."

When that name popped into his memory, Zhang Yulei's lips curled up slightly, forming a meaningful arc. The leader of the Shuzi Sect, also one of the Ten Elders, was obsessed with all kinds of strange and unusual techniques, especially the Feng Hou Qi Men technique on Wang Ye, which had long reached the point of fanaticism.

He could even vaguely recall what would happen next—that kid Zhang Chulan always came up with some unconventional and unorthodox tricks. To retaliate against Wang Ai and Chen Jinkui's relentless pressure, he would instigate Wang Ye to find those three clowns from "Tianjin Wei Xiaotaoyuan" to take some "performance art" photos of Wang Bing, Wang Ai's precious grandson who was severely injured and unconscious by Zhang Lingyu at the Luotian Grand Ceremony; as for Chen Jinkui, it would be his beloved granddaughter's turn to suffer, with Xiaotaoyuan secretly filming her daily life to use as blackmail.

To fight fire with fire, to repay a scoundrel with a fire. Zhang Yulei recalled Zhang Chulan's cheeky face and couldn't help but chuckle and curse inwardly, "That little brat, he's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve."

But the smile quickly faded, replaced by a look of seriousness.

He clearly remembered that Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing used their inner vision to deduce the mastermind behind the scenes. And that arrogant brat Zhang Chulan dared to question the core secrets of the "Jia Shen Rebellion" within the inner vision—a taboo capable of shaking the very foundations of the human realm!

Within the inner realm, the more crucial the question posed, the more terrifying the "backlash" would be. Given their cultivation levels at the time, forcibly touching such a taboo was tantamount to moths flying into a flame. If it weren't for Feng Baobao's extraordinary perception of Qi, which allowed her to instinctively manipulate their bodies and forcibly regulate the chaotic Qi within them at the moment they were about to suffer a qi deviation, Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing would likely have already vanished into dust within the inner realm.

However, Feng Baobao's method was ultimately brute force. Forcibly manipulating the body to suppress the rampaging Qi might seem to save people, but it could leave undetectable hidden injuries in the three people's bodies. If their cultivation improves in the future, they could very likely suffer from qi deviation as a result.

"That little brat Zhang Chulan is really a handful," Zhang Yulei murmured, his eyes gradually sharpening.

Despite his criticism, he had no intention of standing idly by. After all, although these three young men each had their own flaws, they were all pillars of the supernatural world.

Wang Ye, possessing the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, has a long road ahead of him. It would be a great pity if he were to perish in the inner realm due to a moment of impulsiveness. Zhuge Qing, the leading figure of the Zhuge family, an old-established family of extraordinary people, Zhang Yulei remembers that after visiting Biyou Village, Zhuge Qing seemed to have awakened the Zhuge family's ultimate technique—Samadhi Fire.

As for Zhang Chulan, there's no need to say more. Putting aside his senior brother Zhang Huaiyi, just the fact that Zhang Chulan now calls him Grand Uncle and the Celestial Master Master is his Master, Zhang Yulei has to protect him. After all, the rule of the Celestial Master's Mansion is to protect one's own.

Zhang Yulei slowly closed his eyes, and the Qi within his body began to circulate quietly. He didn't approach, but instead raised his Qi to its peak, like an invisible net enveloping the entire unfinished building. He needed to constantly monitor the condition of the three people inside, and intervene immediately if the situation got out of control.

Seventy years of arduous cultivation had allowed him to reach a state of perfect control over Qi, a state of returning to simplicity. With just a thought, his Qi could transform into the gentlest barrier, calming the rampant energy within the three without harming their very essence.

Just then, a commotion came from inside the unfinished building.

Zhang Yulei opened his eyes and, through the broken wall, "saw" Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing. They had already handed over Scarface and his two accomplices to the temporary workers from Na Du Tong who had arrived later. They were now sitting cross-legged on the ground, their expressions solemn.

Feng Baobao sat on a rock not far away, holding a straw in her hand, idly poking at the pebbles on the ground. She seemed nonchalant, but in fact, the Qi around her always maintained a subtle balance, faintly connected with the Qi of the three people.

"Has it started?" Zhang Yulei was highly focused.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing exchanged a glance, took a deep breath, and formed a hand seal. As they moved, a special aura began to emanate around them, a fluctuation that was between illusion and reality, a sign that they had entered the inner realm.

Although it was Zhang Chulan's first time experiencing an indoor scene, he followed suit, adjusting his breathing to match the rhythm of the two, his face full of tension and curiosity.

Time passed slowly, and for the first ten minutes or so, everything was calm. The three of them maintained steady breathing, and although their Qi field was unusual, there were no signs of disorder. They were clearly adapting to the rules of the inner vision and beginning to try to deduce the problem.

Zhang Yulei breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed that Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing still had some sense of propriety and did not touch upon those overly dangerous taboos right away.

However, the moment the thought arose in his mind—

"Buzz—!"

Inside the unfinished building, the Qi on the three people suddenly fluctuated violently without warning!

The originally stable Qi field became chaotic instantly, as if a stone had been thrown in. Violent energy surged and collided everywhere, even causing visible ripples in the surrounding air.

Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, and Zhuge Qing all turned deathly pale at the same time, with fine beads of cold sweat appearing on their foreheads, and their bodies trembling slightly uncontrollably.

"Huh?" Zhang Yulei's heart sank. "This means... they've already started cracking the key problem? How could it be so fast?"

He knew that the "answer" within the inner vision was not easily obtained. The more important the question, the more powerful the corresponding "answer." To obtain information from it, one had to use one's own Qi to "attack" or rather, "analyze" the entity formed from the rules of heaven and earth.

The intense fluctuations of Qi emanating from the three individuals at this moment clearly indicate that they have encountered an extremely difficult "answer".

Inside the interior.

Zhang Chulan felt a blur before his eyes, as countless streams of information flooded his mind like a tidal wave, making him dizzy. He subconsciously activated the Golden Light Mantra, only to find that the Qi within his body had become abnormally active, uncontrollably surging towards his hands.

The next second, several thick wooden stakes suddenly sprouted from his hands, and with tremendous force, they slammed into the "answer" that was bound by an invisible force not far away—a blurry ball of light that seemed to contain the information they wanted, yet exuded a chilling pressure.

"Break!" Zhang Chulan roared, his veins bulging.

On the other side, Wang Ye spat out a ball of pale blue flame from his palm. It was a unique technique of the Feng Hou Qi Men school, containing the profound mystery of manipulating the energy of heaven and earth. The flame transformed into a fire dragon, roaring as it charged towards the sphere of light.

Zhuge Qing was not to be outdone. He pushed his palms forward horizontally, and two thick yellow flames roared out. That was the Fire Separation Technique from the Wuhou Qimen, which was fierce and domineering, enough to burn mountains and boil seas.

The three attacks were like three torrents, all landing on the "answer" orb of light.

"Ah—!" Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth, feeling a sharp pain in his arm, as if his bones were about to be shattered.

"Ugh—!" Wang Ye's face turned bright red, and the Qi of Feng Hou Qi Men was circulating wildly in his body, almost bursting his meridians.

"Ah—!" Zhuge Qing groaned, the veins on his forehead bulging like earthworms, clearly indicating that he had reached his limit.

The sphere of light trembled violently, countless complex patterns appeared on its surface, and the pressure it emitted grew stronger and stronger, almost completely reflecting the three people's attacks back.

Outside the unfinished building, Zhang Yulei looked at the three people's pained expressions with an extremely solemn look in his eyes.

He could clearly sense that the three people's Qi was being consumed at an extremely rapid rate, and their energies were beginning to interfere with and collide with each other. If this continued, they would suffer serious injuries at best, and die from their bodies exploding at worst!

"These kids are still too impulsive!" Zhang Yulei's fingers curled slightly, and the Qi within his body was ready to be unleashed.

He knew that his time to make his move was probably not far off.