Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2793: Chapter 2794: Wen Shan Ling Yun

"What’s the big deal? It must be someone from Qisi Poetry Society returning to headquarters!" Niu Dali said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a loud commotion erupted from within Qisi Poetry Society, mixed with many footsteps and exclamations.

Everyone’s expression changed.

Ren Ning was visibly shocked; without uttering a word, she rushed towards the main door.

But once the Literary Fate Space was activated, the entire headquarters of Qisi Poetry Society was enveloped by a faint light screen.

With Ren Ning’s recently established Foundation Establishment strength, how could she possibly enter?

Just as she was on the verge of tears, a calm voice rang in her mind and the minds of Sheng Hongqian and Fu Yuanfeng.

"No need to worry, I’m fine!"

It was Xue An’s voice.

Ren Ning immediately stopped moving and looked towards the wall.

But she could see nothing beyond the faint light screen.

Nevertheless, knowing Xue An was safe, she finally felt relieved.

"See, I told you so. How could this little Qisi Poetry Society be a match for the master!" Sheng Hongqian said with a cheeky smile.

Despite this, Ren Ning still felt a bit puzzled.

What is Master doing now?

Why was there such commotion in Qisi Poetry Society just now?

Actually, Xue An was currently climbing a mountain.

That’s right!

Literally climbing a mountain.

After stepping into the Literary Fate Space of Qisi Poetry Society, Xue An saw the towering Mount Qisi.

Although he hadn’t previously known much about this mountain.

With his strength, it took but a moment to discern the mysteries contained within Mount Qisi.

However, he was different from those who longed to earn the favor of the mountain.

Even though Mount Qisi was born from the literary fate of Qisi Poetry Society over millennia and was considered a formidable entity, to him, it was just a lifeless thing without any value.

He casually strolled up the mountain, and as he progressed, obstacles retreated, creating no hindrance.

Yet this mountain seemed endless, even with Xue An’s pace, it took a full quarter of an hour before reaching the peak.

Upon seeing this, Xue An raised an eyebrow slightly, then suddenly stomped down with great force.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Mount Qisi trembled slightly, and the surrounding space broke as if some barrier shattered, clearing the view ahead.

Previously, the surrounding space had been altered by some rules, causing Xue An to unknowingly walk in circles.

A hint of seriousness flashed in Xue An’s eyes.

To unconsciously trap him in a maze without him realizing it, at least in spatial control, this mountain had reached an astonishing level.

"Interesting, I thought you were just a lifeless entity!"

Xue An said casually, then continued forward.

This time, Xue An paid attention, infusing each step with immense force.

With one step, he could traverse hundreds of feet; step after step, the summit of the mountain finally appeared in view.

Yet, at this moment, a series of faint jellyfish-like figures suddenly appeared in the surrounding space.

As soon as they appeared, they charged directly at Xue An.

Xue An snorted coldly, his eyes sparkled, intending to condense Sword Qi to fend them off.

But upon attempting, the sword light didn’t appear, causing Xue An to utter a sound of surprise.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

But reality allowed no hesitation; in the moment Xue An paused, those figures had already reached close, raising hands to transform into sharp spikes, thrusting directly at him.

Xue An remained composed, merely smiling coldly, then raised his fist and struck.

Though Sword Intent didn’t condense, Xue An’s boxing technique faced no obstruction.

With a thunderous roar, a torrential force erupted, instantly blasting away the approaching figures.

Despite this, the figures sustained no damage; instead, after stabilizing, they charged at Xue An again.

Only then did Xue An realize these figures seemed weak but were incredibly resilient.

Especially when facing massive force blows, they acted like springs—the greater the compression, the stronger the rebound.

Xue An sneered, "Using literary fate to lock the entire space, preventing other forces from flourishing, and then using this power to encircle me—a clever scheme!"

"Seems I underestimated you; you’re far from a lifeless thing, but rather a presence with conscious intelligence!"

The mountain remained silent, only the swooshing sound of these figures traversing the air.

Xue An stood firm, unmoving, until the figures were close, at which point he suddenly raised his gaze.

The vast Divine Sense surged out like a tide, tearing the figures into pieces without struggle.

But this wasn’t over. After shredding the figures, Xue An’s Divine Sense was like a powerful punch, striking solidly on the mountain.

Crack!

A crisp sound echoed from the mountain, followed by a painful groan.

Xue An spoke calmly, "Why the silent treatment now?"

His eyes sparkled like diamonds as he gathered volatile spiritual force, forming a massive fist that hovered above the mountain, ready to strike at any moment.

Xue An stood there, speaking leisurely, "Now I’ll give you three seconds to consider—if you’re not willing to show yourself after three seconds, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

"One!"

Xue An didn’t even need to count the second number; a terrified voice echoed from the mountain.

"Don’t act rashly, I’ll come out, I’ll come out!"

As the voice echoed, wisps of white mist emerged from the mountain, intertwining and converging in mid-air, forming a phantom scholarly figure.

This figure was high-crowned and broad-robed, seemingly from ancient times.

Upon appearing before Xue An, even he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

"Are you the Ling Yun of this mountain?"

"Yes, yes! That’s me!" the figure hastily replied.

"Then why did you try to block and hunt me?" Xue An asked.

This was what puzzled him. If the mountain didn’t want him close, it could simply prevent him from triggering it. Why act after he entered the Literary Fate Space?

Unexpectedly, the figure seemed aggrieved upon hearing this, "I feared you’d take away my Ling Yun again!"

"Take away?"

"Yes! Just like those people a hundred years ago, who enjoyed conquering me and then took away all the Ling Yun I’ve painstakingly accumulated!" the figure replied.

Xue An could only find it amusing; he had never intended such a thing, yet he maintained a stern face.

"In that case, why not prevent me from entering the Literary Fate Space entirely?"

"Do you think I want to let you in? It activated automatically as soon as you stepped into the courtyard!"