Chapter 7 The True Yu Tong

Crescent Moon Mountain was a sacred place among the surrounding hundred thousand miles, for here lived a powerful Wanxiang True Immortal, 'Crescent Moon True Immortal', which also kept the nearby tribes and demons from acting rashly.

Inside a magnificent hall.

An old man exuding a cold aura sat cross-legged on a jade bed, a palm-sized black curved blade floating and spinning in his hand.

“Master.” A respectful voice came from outside.

“Father.” There was also a crisp voice.

The cold old man revealed a faint smile: “Come in.”

A short, ugly man and a tall, charming woman in green walked in together. The ugly man appeared very steady.

“This Yu Tong.” The cold old man glanced at the ugly man, nodding inwardly, “When he first joined my sect, I didn’t think much of him. Unexpectedly, among my many disciples, he was the first to reach the Wanxiang realm! And breaking through in just a few decades is quite fast—truly not to be underestimated.”

As for appearance? Immortal cultivators didn’t place much importance on looks. If one was weak and ugly, naturally they were looked down upon. But if one was strong… even the ugliest would be respected.

“And it seems Wei’er has taken a liking to Yu Tong.” The cold old man nodded inwardly, “It appears that this lineage will ultimately pass into Yu Tong’s hands.”

“Wei’er, come here.” The cold old man called out.

The woman in green walked over directly, sat on the edge of the jade bed, hugged the cold old man’s arm, and acted very affectionately.

“Father, this time Senior Brother Yu Tong has prepared a gift for you. You’re sure to like it.” Yue Wei quickly said.

“Oh?” The cold old man smiled and looked over.

Yu Tong immediately said respectfully, “Master, your disciple recently acquired a bottle of ‘Three Immortal Brew,’ and specially came to present it to you.”

“Three Immortal Brew?” The cold old man’s eyes lit up, and his nose involuntarily sniffed. He had been stuck at the Wanxiang Perfection stage for over two hundred years, nearing his lifespan limit, and wouldn’t live much longer. An immortal cultivator close to death would place greater importance on enjoyment.

Three Immortal Brew was a top-tier immortal brew, very hard to find. It was generally available only in places like Anchan City, and rare in remote areas like Crescent Moon Mountain.

“You have a thoughtful heart.” The cold old man nodded in satisfaction.

He was increasingly satisfied with Yu Tong.

Having reached Wanxiang, he still remained under his tutelage and remained respectful.

And he truly served him with the reverence of a son…

“Master has shown me the grace of teaching and guidance; this is nothing.” Yu Tong produced a jade plate on which rested a bottle of immortal brew. Even the bottle itself, carved from white jade, was exquisitely lifelike—a peerless treasure to mortals.

…

“Junior Sister, please.” After a long while, Yu Tong and his junior sister Yu Wei left the hall together.

Watching from afar his most capable disciple and his beloved daughter, especially how Yu Tong respected his daughter, the cold old man nodded slightly.

…

Inside another mansion on Crescent Moon Mountain, this was Yu Tong’s residence.

Naturally, it was surrounded by formations to prevent intrusion.

“All of you, withdraw.” After entering the mansion, Yu Tong commanded.

“Yes.”

The servants and maids all respectfully retreated to the side courtyards outside the mansion. Only he and his junior sister Yue Wei remained inside.

Sitting directly in the courtyard, Yu Tong glanced at his junior sister Yue Wei and said indifferently, “Kneel.”

Yue Wei immediately smiled seductively, her robe quickly vanishing to reveal her naked, beautiful body. She knelt gently, like a little dog, crawled slowly over, and then near Yu Tong’s crotch began to lick.

“Back then, you didn’t take me seriously at all. Now aren’t you kneeling beneath my crotch?” Yu Tong looked at Yue Wei, who was like a dog beneath him.

“Senior Brother, stop teasing me.” Yue Wei gave a coquettish hum.

Yu Tong reached out, grabbed her head, and thrust hard upward, causing Yue Wei to cough.

“Hahaha…”

Yu Tong laughed wildly. “Bear it.”

Yue Wei could only endure.

After a long while…

“Hmm.” Having vented, Yu Tong sat there in thought. Beside him, Yue Wei sat on his lap. “Junior Sister, when will that old thing teach me the Crescent Moon Blade Formation? I’ve served him for so long since becoming a Wanxiang, yet he still won’t teach me!”

Yue Wei said sweetly, “Don’t worry, Senior Brother. I mentioned it to Father once before, and he hesitated at the time… It seems Father has grown fonder of you lately. I’ll bring it up again, and it’s sure to succeed.”

“That old thing better not die and take that blade formation to the underworld.” Yu Tong’s eyes held a chill.

“Don’t worry.” Yue Wei quickly said.

Yu Tong nodded slightly and then fell into silent contemplation. Yue Wei dared not disturb him.

“Three years, at most three years. I can’t waste any more time waiting for that old thing.” Yu Tong said in a low voice, then glanced at Yue Wei. “Get the old thing to teach me the blade formation as soon as possible. I’ll go ask him once in half a month, and then you help persuade him.”

“Mm.” Yue Wei obediently nodded.

Yu Tong suddenly let out a strange laugh: “Junior Sister, if your father saw you like this, would he die of anger? Hahaha… hahahaha…”

His laughter was evil and bizarre, nothing like his usual honest demeanor.

All the servants in the mansion had been dismissed, the formations activated, so no sound could escape, and the outside couldn’t see inside. Yu Tong no longer bothered to hide his true self.

From a young age, he had seen through this world as one where the strong prey on the weak. So he climbed step by step, through killing or fawning—whatever it took to grow stronger, he would stop at nothing. But he had always hidden it well. Those who knew his true face were either completely under his control or dead.

Even the intelligence Ji Ning obtained contained no record of Yu Tong’s true nature.

After all…

Such a minor figure wouldn’t warrant much effort from Tianbao Mountain.

“That old thing’s Crescent Moon Blade Formation came from a deceased loose immortal. Even my Snow Dragon Mountain doesn’t have a magic treasure formation of such power.” Yu Tong had originally had no choice but to be assigned under Crescent Moon True Immortal. But with his methods, after long and close service, he had discovered the True Immortal’s secret.

So he became even more attentive.

“If I still can’t get it… I’ll kill him.” Yu Tong’s eyes flashed with cold light.

From a mortal, climbing step by step to where he was now.

Yu Tong was naturally very calculating. Many had been schemed to death by him—the young master of the tribe back then, even the Third Elder… and even two genius disciples of Snow Dragon Mountain had died by his hand. But to this day, no one knew.

Even the Dong clan’s ‘Dong Qi’ was just a pawn he used.

…

A dragon-headed warship hovered above Crescent Moon Mountain.

Ji Ning gazed down from afar.

“Senior Brother, aren’t we charging in?” Mu Zishuo asked in confusion. He could feel the intense killing intent in Ji Ning, yet they had stopped at Crescent Moon Mountain.

“No rush.” Ji Ning looked down, his divine sense already spreading out, enveloping the entire Crescent Moon Mountain below.

This allowed him to see what had just happened.

Before Crescent Moon True Immortal, Yu Tong was one way… but back in his mansion, he was another.

“This Yu Tong doesn’t seem ordinary.” Ji Ning mused silently. From his divine sense observation, Yu Tong’s disguise before the True Immortal showed no flaw at all. If such a person approached him, he might trust him too—definitely a steady man.

“From a mortal, step by step to now.” Ji Ning recalled the intelligence on Yu Tong’s growth, thinking, “It’s probably not as simple as the records suggest. According to the files, Yu Tong had a smooth ride, clinging to others’ coattails and rising steadily. I thought it was due to good talent and luck. But now…”

“However!”

“Even if you’re a villain, today you will surely die!” Ji Ning’s eyes flashed coldly.

In the world of immortal cultivation, strength outweighed schemes and cunning.

Someone like Ji Ning, with divine sense, could observe every move of his opponent. Yu Tong’s hidden side was immediately exposed to Ji Ning.

“Let’s go.” Ji Ning said, pointing to a distant mansion. “To Yu Tong’s residence.”

“Alright.” Mu Zishuo quickly responded.

Standing beside him, the White Water Marsh in human form also gazed down from afar, his eyes filled with killing intent. He had personally experienced that scene back then.

Whoosh!

The dragon-headed warship swooped down.

“Uncle Bai, set up the Space-Sealing Formation.” Ji Ning transmitted.

“Mm.” The White Water Marsh nodded, silently leaping off the dragon-headed warship, turning into a streak of light, and swiftly flying over to quietly set up the Space-Sealing Formation around the entire Crescent Moon Mountain. The formation could cover a hundred miles… the whole mountain was within its range. Of course, it wasn’t activated yet.

Once activated, Crescent Moon True Immortal and Yu Tong would immediately notice.

…

The dragon-headed warship flew above Yu Tong’s mansion.

Yu Tong was naked in the courtyard, engaged in daytime debauchery with his beautiful, charming junior sister. Amid his frenzy, Yu Tong’s eyes remained very calm, only occasionally letting out evil laughter.

“Yu Tong!”

Suddenly a voice came from high above.

Startled, Yu Tong stopped. His junior sister also paused and asked doubtfully, “Senior Brother, who is it?”

“Get up quickly.” Yu Tong’s clothes shifted, and soon his robe appeared. His junior sister Yue Wei did the same.

Yu Tong called out warmly, “Which fellow daoist visits?” At the same time, he deactivated the formation and saw the dragon-headed warship hovering in the distance. Seeing it, he felt a slight shock—he had good judgment, and such a puppet warship was not something ordinary cultivators could afford.

“Junior Sister, quickly get Master to come.” Yu Tong transmitted.

“Got it.” Junior Sister Yue Wei produced a leaf in her palm and gently crushed it.

At that moment—

A handsome youth in animal skins flew down from the dragon-headed warship. On his wrist coiled a green snake, and behind him followed a white-robed, white-haired man and a white-robed youth. The leading youth in animal skins said calmly, “Naturally, an old acquaintance!”