Da Shi was swiftly carrying the barely alive Yu Konghou through the corridors of the Drifting Eyebrow Manor, with Chai Xijin following closely like a shadow. Yu Konghou and Gui Mudan had grand ambitions, and to oppose the Zhao family of the Great Song, they must have had hidden forces behind them. Chai Xijin had no intention of being used as someone else's blade—he needed to understand the source of Yu Konghou and Gui Mudan's confidence in forcing him out of seclusion.
Who else was in the Drifting Eyebrow Manor?
This place was all too familiar to Chai Xijin. After a few twists and turns, he reached the deepest part of the manor.
Here, there were many secret chambers—once the training grounds of their seven sworn brothers—and also where Po Cheng Guaike had hidden numerous mechanical traps and hidden weapons.
Just as they were about to approach the secret chambers, Da Shi and Chai Xijin suddenly halted.
From Po Cheng Guaike's secret chamber, a woman in white slowly emerged.
The newcomer was tall, her face uncovered by a veil—it was Bai Suche.
Chai Xijin's expression shifted slightly.
Without a word, Bai Suche raised her hand, and from the surrounding secret chambers, several women in red stepped out—the rarely seen envoys of the Red Robe Maidens.
These were the ones with the highest martial prowess, the deepest poison in their veins, moving like soulless corpses.
They were no longer infatuated maidens bewitched by Liu Yan's peerless beauty—they were something else entirely.
Bai Suche glanced at them and said coolly, "Release the Revered Master."
"Yu Konghou has reduced Liu Yan to a mere shadow of himself," Chai Xijin retorted. "Not only do you not despise him to the bone, but you also exert all efforts to save him. I wonder how much regard you truly hold for Lord Liu in your hearts?" The "Layered Petals of Splendor" hidden in his sleeve slipped into his hand. The red-robed women under Bai Suche's control wore crimson veils, their breathing and footsteps utterly silent.
These were no naive young girls enchanted by Liu Yan's beauty—what kind of beings were they?
"Lord Liu was harmed by treacherous individuals and remains missing. What does that have to do with Lord Yu? Retrieving Lord Liu and restoring him to his rightful place is our duty," Bai Suche replied impassively. "But Lord Yu is also a pillar of our sect. Since Prince Ji has been Lord Yu's longtime friend and rescued him from Young Master Tang, shouldn't you release him? Rushing in uninvited—what is your intention?"
Chai Xijin slowly raised his hand, the Layered Petals of Splendor poised between his fingers. "This is my former home. Must it be so difficult for me to enter?" He fixed his gaze on Bai Suche. "Miss Bai, is this act of yours... truly about saving someone, or setting an ambush?"
Bai Suche glanced at Da Shi and said calmly, "Prince Ji refuses to release him?"
Da Shi had already sealed over a dozen of Yu Konghou's acupoints. This man was far too important—having finally captured him, how could they let him go so easily? Chai Xijin raised an eyebrow and smiled. "I have no desire to fight for power or turn on each other, yet you remain blind to the truth... Miss Bai, with your towering ambitions, do you realize that raising your blade against me plays right into Young Master Tang's schemes?"
Bai Suche ignored him and waved her hand. "Release the Revered Master!" Her Broken Oath Blade flashed, its tip pointed at Chai Xijin. "Release him!"
At her command, five red-robed women slowly raised their hands. Their movements varied, but their sleeves billowed slightly as their true power surged—each poised to deliver a lethal strike. Da Shi, still carrying Yu Konghou, paled at the sight of one woman's stance. "Gun Xue!"This is an excerpt from The Book of Transmigration , which Zhao Shangxuan once wielded to dominate for a time. Before Dashen entered Shaolin, he had seen it at a Martial Arts World gathering. After Zhao's seclusion, the Divine Snowfall Technique vanished for many years—so why did it now appear in a woman dressed in red? Who was she?
Meanwhile, Chai Xijin stared at another woman in red, whose palm technique was gentle yet carried an extremely sinister force. When Dashen shouted "Divine Snowfall," Chai couldn't help but think of "Jade Bone."
If Yu Konghou could master "This Body Is Not My Own" from Dream of the Yellow Millet , then it wouldn’t be surprising if there were women within Fengliudian capable of wielding "Divine Snowfall" or "Jade Bone."
He recalled the "Ghostly Pearl Breath" of Kuang Lanwuxing and remembered that his third brother had not always been a deranged, bloodthirsty monster—when had Zhu Yan begun to change, bit by bit, into what he was now?
"Dashen!" Chai Xijin's expression abruptly shifted. "Let her go! Run!"
Clearly, Dashen had reached the same conclusion. Without hesitation, he released Yu Konghou, and the two of them leaped backward, swiftly vanishing into the dark passageway.
Though they hadn’t managed to take Yu Konghou with them, Chai Xijin had already pieced together some of the truth behind the scenes—what forces Yu Konghou and Gui Mudan relied upon.
"Divine Snowfall," "Jade Bone," "Dream of the Yellow Millet"...
These were all fragments of The Book of Transmigration .
Yet The Kapila-Blue Transmigration Scripture was a book of utmost evil.
With power beyond the comprehension of gods and ghosts, an invincible dominance over the world, and the ability to invert all things—it was this very scripture that had once turned Bai Nanzhu, the famed "Pearl of the South Sword," from a celebrated hero into an ambiguous demon.
It was said that Bai Nanzhu had merely taken a single manual from Ye Xianchou’s study. But who knew how many volumes of the Kapila-Blue Transmigration Scripture had truly been hidden there? At the very least, "Dream of the Yellow Millet" had not been among the manuals Bai Nanzhu possessed.
Thus, behind Yu Konghou and Gui Mudan, concealed behind the Nine Hearts Pill, lurking in the shadows of Liu Yan, and driving him to seek vengeance against the Zhao family—was none other than The Book of Transmigration .
Chai Xijin sprinted forward, his thoughts growing ever more horrifying—where had his third brother’s "Ghostly Pearl Breath" come from?
Why had Tang Lizhi been able to guide Zhu Yan in breaking through "Ghostly Pearl Breath" to master "Ghostly Pearl"?
Back then... Bai Nanzhu had secretly practiced The Book of Transmigration and failed to live past twenty-five, just as the scripture had foretold: "Slaughter in excess, die in madness."
Then what of... Tang Lizhi?
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