: Spilled Water (Happy Birthday to Ning Zhuo!)

2025-05-12 Author: Gu Zhenren

: Spilled Water (Happy Birthday to Ning Zhuo!)

Jin Yangzi turned and strode away proudly.

Only after he left the central courtyard did the male consorts begin to murmur among themselves.

"That Jin Yangzi is way too arrogant!"

"Hmph, he's just a beast cultivator after all—truly uncivilized. Let's not stoop to his level."

"Ah, we, as dignified humans, are constantly overshadowed by this beast cultivator. It's really embarrassing."

"Is it our fault? He's a true disciple of the Seven Feathers Alliance, rumored to have the incomplete bloodline of the Three-legged Golden Crow. His coming to the Yin Tide Black Marsh Wetland is part of a favor owed by the White-headed Dragon Lord to the Seven Feathers Alliance. How can we ordinary folks compete with someone like that?"

"Even the Hidden Sun Villa indulges him. If we want to go out, we have to report at least three times, but he just tells the guard once and leaves directly every time!"

Hearing their conversation, Sun Lingtong felt a stir in his heart.

The Seven Feathers Alliance is a superpower, similar to the Soul-devouring Sect and the Unvoid Sect, but it's mainly composed of beast cultivators. It was founded on the foundation laid by the seven ancient spirit birds.

The White-headed Dragon Lord is a famous deity-level powerhouse in the Feiyun Kingdom!

Looking at the notice, Sun Lingtong found it was a ranking of yang energy contributions, covering all the male consorts of the Hidden Sun Villa. Only the top fifty were listed, and Jiao Ma (Ning Zhuo) naturally wasn't on it.

"So, this Jin Yangzi has long held the top spot on the list. He's strong himself, with a powerful background, and most importantly, he has excellent bloodline and great potential!"

"No wonder he's so arrogant and no one dares to provoke him."

Sun Lingtong left the central courtyard and went to the guard post, where he happened to see Jin Yangzi's retreating figure.

"He's going out too?" Sun Lingtong's heart stirred.

"Jin Yangzi is loaded with treasures. If I target him, how much could I get?"

Sun Lingtong licked his lips, his hobby coming to mind.

"Jin Yangzi is a true disciple of the Seven Feathers Alliance. True disciples of such superpowers vary in cultivation—at least at the Golden Core level, some as high as Nascent Soul."

"Jin Yangzi must only be at Golden Core!"

Sun Lingtong was quite confident in his guess.

With the White Paper Immortal City facing internal and external troubles, it would never allow Nascent Soul-level figures from other forces into the city.

If Jin Yangzi were truly at the Nascent Soul level, he wouldn't be in the Hidden Sun Villa.

"This guy can be stolen from!" Coming from the Unvoid Sect, Jin Yangzi's background didn't scare Sun Lingtong; instead, it made him more eager.

In the Thousand Peaks Forest, Sun Lingtong had obtained the Void Evil God's Marrow, greatly boosting his thieving skills and boosting his confidence!

Thinking this, Sun Lingtong quietly followed Jin Yangzi, using his thieving arts to collect a few strands of his aura.

At a fork in the road, Sun Lingtong and Jin Yangzi chose different paths.

He wasn't in a hurry to strike.

On one hand, he needed to observe and gather information over time; on the other, he had important matters to handle first. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain to Ning Zhuo later.

Being new to the White Paper Immortal City, Sun Lingtong wasn't familiar with it. After wandering around a bit, he found a reliable contact who secretly sold all kinds of confidential information.

Following the route into an alley, as he got closer, Sun Lingtong suddenly sensed Jin Yangzi's aura.

"He's nearby too?"

Since it was on the way, Sun Lingtong decisively concealed himself and approached quietly.

In the alley, Jin Yangzi, who had been strolling with his hands behind his back, suddenly stopped and turned sharply: "Hmph! You petty scoundrel, you've been following me all this way. Show yourself!"

Sun Lingtong's heart tightened, about to use his thieving arts to escape through space, but Jin Yangzi glanced in his direction: "Not you, shorty."

"Heh heh heh." After a cold laugh, a cultivator revealed himself.

Sun Lingtong turned sharply to see a person with a hunched back, swollen skin, dark circles under his eyes, and wet hair dripping water onto the ground, as if he had just climbed out of a river.

Sun Lingtong's hair stood on end, horrified!

He hadn't noticed at all that someone had been following him.

Jin Yangzi, still with his hands behind his back, said arrogantly, "Who are you?"

The mysterious cultivator fixed his bloodshot eyes on Jin Yangzi: "The one who will take your life."

Jin Yangzi laughed heartily: "A petty scoundrel who doesn't even dare to give his name can take my life? Do you know I noticed you long ago and deliberately led you here?"

Before he finished speaking, Jin Yangzi suddenly struck, slashing with a golden blade of light from his palm.

As soon as he moved, he revealed his Golden Core-level aura, radiating power.

However, the sharp golden blade shrank as it approached the mysterious cultivator. By the time it reached him, it was only the size of a marble, its power reduced to the extreme.

The mysterious cultivator reached out a finger, flicked it lightly, and shattered the blade.

He sneered sinisterly: "You think I let you find me? Of course, it was intentional."

"Heh heh, I was sure your nature would lead you to draw me out and attack yourself."

"Jin Yangzi, you're too proud—that's your downfall!"

Domain—Hidden Scales of the Dragon Pool.

Instantly, the alley vanished, replaced by a waterfall.

The waterfall crashed into a deep pool with a roaring sound, mist spreading everywhere.

Jin Yangzi's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately flew into the air.

Sun Lingtong, meanwhile, leaped onto a rock in the pool. His position was awkward, stuck right between the two.

On the other side, standing opposite Jin Yangzi at the pool's edge, the mysterious cultivator launched an attack.

He used water-element spells, summoning dragon-shaped waves from the pool.

The long dragon surged upward, charging at Jin Yangzi.

Jin Yangzi drew a long spear, pointed it lightly, and the brilliant spear radiance exploded the watery dragon.

Jin Yangzi snorted disdainfully: "Your domain surprised me. Do you worship the Hidden Scales Dragon Lord? But with just this level of attack, you're not even fit to scratch an itch for me!"

"Is that so?" The mysterious cultivator sneered and cast spells continuously.

But no matter what form the water took, Jin Yangzi easily shattered it.

"Strange!" Sun Lingtong felt a sense of foreboding.

Fortunately, for now, the other two weren't attacking him, clearly seeing each other as the main threat.

Jin Yangzi effortlessly dismantled several of the mysterious cultivator's attacks but showed no pride, instead looking indignant: "Are you looking down on me? Show me your real power!"

The mysterious cultivator sneered again: "I already have."

Jin Yangzi said coldly, "If this is only at the Foundation Establishment level, then I'll tear you to pieces to vent my anger!"

The mysterious cultivator snorted: "Jin Yangzi, you're nothing special. You still haven't noticed anything wrong?"

"Something wrong?" Prompted, Jin Yangzi scanned himself with his divine sense but found nothing amiss.

But the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

The mysterious cultivator attacked again, and this time, his spell stripped Jin Yangzi of his magical instruments and treasures.

His clothes, boots, etc., all treasure-grade, were now enveloped in mist, forcibly removed from Jin Yangzi's body.

Jin Yangzi hurriedly infused them with divine sense and magic power, but his connection to the treasures had vanished; he couldn't control them at all.

"What kind of technique is this?!" Jin Yangzi was both shocked and furious.

Sun Lingtong's eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Spilled Water, it's Spilled Water."

Water-element Sin Treasure—Spilled Water, severing connections with what it covers. As the saying goes, spilled water cannot be retrieved!

Most of Jin Yangzi's treasures were contaminated and eroded by Spilled Water, cutting off their connection to him.

It must be known that these treasures need to be refined before they can be used.

By the time Jin Yangzi realized it, it was too late.

He let out a sharp cry, transforming into his true form—a golden-feathered crow.

The crow soared into the sky, trying to break through the domain and escape.

But the next moment, the waterfall crashing down from above slammed him back into the pool.

Amid the vast flow of water, a dazzling golden light erupted, the water surface bulging and then exploding.

Beast Art—Crimson Blood Golden Light Slash!

This move had significant aftereffects, but its power often exceeded the user's usual limits.

Jin Yangzi was decisive, resolutely fighting for his life.

The mysterious cultivator grunted, and the domain's waterfall roared like a dragon's cry, vast and prolonged.

The crimson blood golden light was affected and eroded by the dragon's cry, rapidly shrinking, its power plummeting to the bottom.

Jin Yangzi gritted his teeth but was helpless.

"Bad, this is really bad!" Sun Lingtong had initially hoped Jin Yangzi could break the domain, giving him a chance to escape too.

But Jin Yangzi was completely suppressed by the mysterious cultivator!

"Even in a domain, I'm acknowledged in the White Paper Immortal City and not suppressed by the city's grand array!" Jin Yangzi stared fiercely at the mysterious cultivator. "You're also at Golden Core and not suppressed. Who are you?!"

The mysterious cultivator gave a cold smile: "The one who kills you."

Turbulent waves surged, engulfing Jin Yangzi fiercely.

Jin Yangzi flapped his wings desperately, breaking through the surface several times, but each time, the waterfall slammed him back down.

After several rounds, Jin Yangzi gradually exhausted his strength, and the golden light representing him finally vanished in the pool water.

Thieving Art—Pierce the Void!

In despair, Sun Lingtong tried to escape.

Without the mysterious cultivator even needing to attack, the domain alone made Sun Lingtong's attempt futile, a complete failure.

"In this domain, any techniques used by enemies are severely weakened."

"Little Zhuo, save me!"

The next moment, the Life Thread of Destiny erupted with power, emitting a dazzling mirror light.

The light enveloped Sun Lingtong, making him vanish on the spot.

When he reappeared, he was back in the top-tier room number one of the Hidden Sun Villa. Ning Zhuo was holding his innate magical instrument, the Spirit Mirror, having rescued Sun Lingtong.

"What happened, boss?" Ning Zhuo had only acted urgently upon hearing the call for help, unaware of the earlier events.

Sun Lingtong patted his chest: "Too, too thrilling…"

For a moment, he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Huh?" The mysterious cultivator was surprised to see Sun Lingtong escape.

"That technique was cast from outside, so it wasn't suppressed by the domain. Seems like some kind of summoning art?"

"Forget it."

"Jin Yangzi's death can't be hidden from others anyway, and I never intended to hide it."

"White Paper Immortal City, heh heh, it's time for chaos."

The mysterious cultivator took out a bone sphere and tossed it, transforming it into a Ghost Gate.

The Ghost Gate opened, and countless water ghost soldiers, already prepared, poured in!

Soon, screams and cries for help echoed from the quiet alley, order collapsing into chaos.

Ghost soldiers on the attack!

Clang, clang, clang…

The alarm bells of the White Paper Immortal City rang out, resounding throughout the city.

The city's grand array activated, heavily suppressing the emerging water ghost soldiers.

The city guard was immediately dispatched.

However, on their way, they received orders from above, redirecting a large portion of the cultivators to defend the city walls.

The ghost tide had arrived early!

(End of )