The Growth of a Titan in the Cultivation World

Chapter 160- Infiltration Mission



In an area between the Runes and Formations' camp, and the Peng Clan's camp, Sol was currently hanging upside down from a tall tree with his arms folded and eyes closed.

It was already nightfall and the stars in this dimension were out and about, showing off their dazzling appearance. However, despite the quiet and peaceful night, Sol had a deep frown on his face.

Earlier today, an unforeseen event happened.

Sol opened his eyes, and a ghostly dark light appeared in them as he looked at the ruined pavilion that was around two hundred meters away.

Well, the pavilion was supposed to be in ruins, but it was rebuilt somewhat.

As for who rebuilt it, it was the disciples from the Runes and Formation Pavilion and the members of the Peng Clan. They had discovered the Teleportation Array and was investigating it. But they were disguising their actives here as them gathering and planting medicinal herbs.

Sol and the others had received the news a few minutes after Ji-Hoon's Third Brother and Fifth Brother got the keys. After teleporting from the Blade Immortal Palace back to this ruined pavilion, the Inheritance Key Ji-Hoon's Third Brother was carrying suddenly released a burst of Blade Intent.

Sol heard from Ji-Hoon that one of the items left behind by the Blade Immortal, which was the key they needed to enter Immortal Shen's main palace, was a blade that had a portion of the Blade Immortal's Blade Intent inside.

When he first heard that, Sol wondered if he had received the short end of the stick by only getting a Formation Array. But to comfort himself, he whispered in his heart that Su Moon's Formation would prove more beneficial to him in the long run than a weapon that has an Immortal's Blade Intent inside. Besides, even if he had it, he might not be able to control it.

But to be fair, if it wasn't him who had gotten Su Moon's Inheritance, the benefits couldn't be compared to the Blade Immortal's Inheritance.

Well, even with the Blade Immortal's Inheritance Ji-Hoon's Third Brother was trapped inside the ruined palace.

"Are you just going to hang there until the sun rises?"

Little Abdu asked from next to Sol on the branch.

"Little Abdu, the palace is surrounded by a Grand Formation. The disciples from the Runes and Formation Pavilion along with the members from the Peng Clan are keeping watch around the area too. I don't see an area I can exploit to enter. How do you suggest I get inside?"

After licking his paw, Little Abdu said.

"I can just kill everyone and avoid all this nonsense."

Sol's eyes widen.

"No! That's out of the question Little Abdu."

"I was just joking. But the solution is simple, just force your way in. Even without my help you should be able to do it."

"Little Abdu, the main point of this infiltration mission is getting in and out without being discovered."

Little Abdu looked at Sol annoyed.

"Well, don't ask me. Figure it out yourself."

Sol smiled at Little Abdu who turned his back to him.

"Awe, Little Abdu are you upset? I'm sorry~"

Sol went to grab Little Abdu to comfort him, but he hissed and swatted Sol's hand away.

Sol scuttled back on the branch, but he still wore a smile on his face. He soon turned his attention back to the ruined palace.

After thinking for a moment, Sol saw that a portion of the roof was still damaged leaving a hole inside of it. He then looked down at his bracelets and a plan started to form in his mind.

"Well, if I can't enter by land, then air should do it."

Hup!

Sol leaped off the branch and before he could fall into the canopy of the smaller trees below, his figure came to a stop in mid-air.

The runes on his anklets were flashing with a barely perceptible light.

After Little Abdu leaped onto his head Sol started to float over to the ruined palace. He also formed a hand seal and released his Heavenly Samsara Formation to cover himself and Little Abdu.

It took him a while to reach the pavilion, but Sol wasn't in a hurry. He had his arms folded as the cold breeze of the night blew through his hair and robes.

Sol looked down at the disciples guarding the ground below. He figured they would have never suspected someone would invite themselves in like this.

After reaching atop the dome-like Grand Formation that surrounded the pavilion, Sol formed several hand seals.

To someone who had no knowledge of runes or formations, they might not be able to detect that a Grand Formation was here. Even Rune Masters with experience might fail to detect its existence, much less know of a way to get past it.

Whoever created it was extremely knowledgeable about formations and runes.

This made Sol think about Mar-Dule. He and Yoon-Jae decided not to involve him in the mission to Immortal Shen's Palace.

After forming the hand seals, the red rune on Sol's left hand lit up and a single red rune formed on his outstretched palm.

Sol let the small red rune fall and land on the Grand Formation below him. This caused the Grand Formation to be faintly revealed, then soon after, the small red rune integrated into it before expanding. As it expanded an opening was created that Sol lowered himself through.

Afterward, the small red rune closed and then disappeared along with the Grand Formation.

Sol calmly floated down through the hole in the pavilion's roof. It was completely dark when he entered the palace, but Sol could see just fine.

He was about to land on the ground but after seeing the amount of dust that covered the floor, he opted against it and chose to hover a few inches off the ground.

Like this, Sol floated his way down the halls of the pavilion.

The interior and layout weren't much different from the servant pavilion the Alchemy Pavilion uses, just that it was more rundown. Even large cracks could be seen snaking the walls he passed, making it seem like the entire thing could collapse at any time.

The disciples created beams and pillars from the nearby forest to support the pavilion's ceiling, but there was only so much they could do.

Sol suddenly paused in his tracks. Having thought of something, he floated to a cracked beam in the ceiling that was being supported by a massive log.

Little Abdu then watched as Sol formed a hand seal and placed his palm on the beam.

Little Abdu closed his eyes, seeming to understand what Sol was planning.

"I heard we only let the Runes and Formation Pavilion in on this because we couldn't figure out how to activate the Teleportation Array ourselves."

"Yeah, but was it worth it? Even after this long they still haven't made that thing work."

Sol was about to lower himself to the ground but paused when two disciples appeared, walking down the hall.

"Hey, do you think that Teleportation Array leads to some treasure?"

"Maybe, it's so hidden in this place, it must lead to some good fortune. However, you know that the array would have stayed hidden if not for that burst of Blade Intent the Second Young Master sensed right? Also, get this, another reason why the Second Young Master found the Teleportation Array was because it was activated before."

"What?! Is that true?"

"Yeah, Prince Mar-Dule even confirmed it. And you know what that means along with that burst of Blade Intent right? Someone might have discovered the Teleportation Array and obtained some fortune that was likely a treasured blade!"

"Hey, wouldn't that just mean we're eating someone else's scraps?"

"Well, it's better than nothing, right?"

Sol let out a chuckle internally when he heard them, then lowered himself from the ceiling after the disciples passed.

No matter what they did they won't be able to make the teleportation array work. If Sol wasn't mistaken, Mar-Dule was the one in charge of getting the teleportation to work.

Maybe if he had Cheonma as his Master he would have been able to. Even Ji-Hoon and the others were only able to activate the Teleportation Arrays because he was their Sect Leader.

'No doubt Master helped Ji-Hoon and the others with this plan. That old fart. Did he plan for me to help them as well? If so, why did he say I should avoid them? Damn it. He just does whatever he wants without telling me anything!'

Sol was finding himself getting angrier at his Master these days. He had to find time after this to contact him and demand questions. He planned to reveal the fact that he knew about his identity, and then have him explain what he didn't know. No more secrets!

As Sol was thinking this, he watched as these disciples disappeared around a corner. He then took out a yellow jade slip. With this jade slip in hand, he floated forward, following the direction of the small dot on its surface. But he soon paused at an intersection to look left. He could faintly hear disciples talking coming from there, but thankfully his destination was right.

After floating down the dark hall, which was only illuminated by a few sparse luminescent pearls on the walls, Sol came upon two large doors.

Currently, behind these two doors, was a large hall that had a dragon carved in the center of the floor. Maybe at first glance this didn't look like Teleportation Array, but with a closer inspection, one would be able to sense a strange aura from it.

It was spatial fluctuations, which was a sign that it was used before.

At the door were two disciples standing silently guard with closed eyes. They were from the Peng Clan as could be seen from the blades on their waists.

After stopping in front of the door, Sol formed a hand seal.

Suddenly, a loud explosion resounded in the pavilion, causing the two guarding disciples' eyes to fly open. Without hesitation, they opened the doors and ran out to see what had caused that sound.

Sol was floating by the side as he watched them leave. Afterward, he entered the hall.

He formed a hand sign to make his Heavenly Samsara Formation enveloped the entire hall, before he sent a message using the purple jade slip in his hand.

Soon after, the dragon carving on the ground lit up and a disheveled youth appeared while clutching a blade that was wrapped up in pieces of his torn robes.


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