Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

Chapter 1247 - 611: Neither Object nor Object_2

Huqian Mountain Man nodded,

"Right, among them were also Mystic Sect Disciples who’d just stepped into the Jianghu and got grabbed for experiments. Of course that pissed off their master who came to rescue them. But back then the Divine Sect was huge, a single sect couldn’t take them, so they followed what was recorded in their Do and went door to door seeking help. In the end they drew out the nine major sects one after another, all opening their Mountain Gate and emerging, and finally brewed up a great war."

Chen Xuantian asked,

"Then how did you determine that these non-things are connected to the Void?"

Huqian Mountain Man said,

"I remember Master said, at the time that Immortal Lord’s cave was actually a Void Immortal Land. Later the Divine Sect and the Mystic Sect fought over that Immortal Realm, and in the end the nine major sects joined forces and took turns besieging it with Magic, fighting all the way until the Immortal Realm collapsed before they finally defeated the Divine Sect. Pity that pot didn’t end up in Mystic Sect hands in the end. It disappeared without a trace; nobody knows whether it was moved elsewhere or someone hid it.

And when we went over it afterwards, we discovered the Void Immortal Land wasn’t broken by our Great Array. We’d previously thought that Immortal Realm was made by a Feather Transformation Immortal, but after that Immortal Lord lost all his Cultivation, the Void Immortal Land still persisted for a long time. So some people speculated that pot was actually the Array Eye core of the Void Immortal Land.

It’s just that the Void Secret Technique had long since been lost along with the collapse of the Immortal Palace, and our Mystic Sect never directly participated in constructing the Void during the Immortal Palace era. So when it comes to details of non-things and the Void, we basically know nothing."

No, absolutely not "nothing." That old bastard probably knows it all clear as day, otherwise he wouldn’t be so frantic about the grand construction of the Cloud Platform; he must’ve tucked all those secrets away on his private hard drive.

But Chen Xuantian was starting to get it a bit.

"So if we want to break this Void Illusion Realm, we need to find the pot. Mm, or some other non-thing.

In short, in each of our own Illusion Realms, we look for something that seems normal on the surface, but actually represents ’abnormality.’"

Huqian Mountain Man clearly had no idea either,

"Maybe..."

Chen Xuantian thought for a moment,

"But it shouldn’t be hard. After all, this thing should already be abnormal to the point of disrupting the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

And the fact that it’s publicly known as just ’a pot’ probably means these non-things have some special principle that can’t be affected or destroyed by the logic of the Taiji World.

Since that’s the case, and this Void Illusion Realm is also formed from everyone’s Divine Sense, we just need to look around. See if there’s something that looks obviously off at a glance, yet appears in everyone’s Illusion Realm at the same time—that might be our target."

So the group continued wandering in the Illusion Realm, occasionally asking one another if they’d seen this rock or that tree.

Chen Xuantian scanned the surroundings while sneaking glances at Cloud Deer out of the corner of his eye.

This Paozi had lied.

Whether on purpose or not, three thousand years ago, the senior brother of Emei Senior Brother was clearly still suppressed beneath Qingcheng Mountain. How would he have the leisure to look after his junior’s pet, let alone chat about pots.

So either it’s deliberately hiding something, or someone was impersonating the senior senior brother to get close to Cang Bi’s Mount and spiritual pet, with some ulterior motive.

Then further: if Paozi actually can’t tell whether that senior senior brother was real, then the business about it receiving a flying sword transmission and being arranged to enter the Sword Array and pass on a message—how much of that is true and how much is fake?

Was sending senior brother to deal with junior brother’s hatched egg really Cang Bi’s order?

Chen Xuantian couldn’t figure it out for the moment, and on top of that they were still trapped in the Illusion Realm. Everywhere he looked was the ravaged wasteland of a post-nuclear war. His mind grew even more chaotic, his thoughts drifting; it felt like a wall was jammed in front of his eyes, leaving him unable to breathe...

"Boom!"

Then Chen Xuantian smashed head-first into a bear’s back and got a faceful of flames...

"Is it that one?"

"Hiss... should be that one."

"Mm, afraid it really is that one."

"What ’this one that one’ are you talking about..."

Chen Xuantian turned his head and looked where the three of them were staring...

Ah, that really was it.

"That’s the rice ladle, right? Since when does a Peach Forest have a rice ladle?"

Ah Xiong reached out, wanting to grab it, and Cloud Deer hurriedly kicked him aside,

"Are you crazy! Haven’t you heard even Feather Transformation Immortals have fallen over this stuff?!"

"All the more reason I should be the one to pick it up. Worst case, I get beaten back to my original form and you raise me again, Paozi."

"Ah Xiong..."

Chen Xuantian had no time to watch the two Monster brothers get all sentimental; he just observed the rice ladle from a distance.

Mm, it really was just a rice ladle—peach wood, six inches long, even looks like it’s developed a patina from use.

Never mind a Peach Forest, this thing flat-out cannot logically exist in a nuclear blast zone, okay.

A thing yet not a thing, huh...

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think..."

Huqian Mountain Man shook his head,

"Can’t see through it, can’t see through it at all..."

Chen Xuantian couldn’t see through it either; sweeping it with Refining turned up nothing, and the Ghost Spring Technique didn’t seem to react. Too bad Little Stutterer’s Cultivation was way too low to drag her in by force; otherwise having her scan it might show something...

"Here, wrap it in this piece of hide and pick it up, don’t touch it directly."

There was no other way for now; the only option left was to brute-force it.

So after the little partners over there had finished their life-and-death farewell, Chen Xuantian handed a piece of black hide to Ah Xiong.

Ah Xiong swallowed, wrapped his bear paw in the black hide, and, trembling, picked up the rice ladle.

"Ah, ah, ah ah ah... ah it’s just a rice ladle."

Well, the pot is ultimately just a pot, and a ladle is just a ladle...

Cloud Deer stepped up for a closer look, and asked doubtfully,

"So are all non-things kitchen utensils?"

Huqian Mountain Man thought for a bit,

"Maybe it also has to be used like the pot. If you don’t use that pot to stir-fry rice, it just looks like a plain old pot."

"Huh? Stir-fry rice? Who’s got rice?"

"No rice, but we’ve got Elixir. Use the ladle to scoop some and have a taste."