Why would it attack him?

Could it be because this place is completely infused with his mana aura?

It shouldn't be.

If that were the case, wouldn't staying inside a Great Power Cultivator's cave mansion mean the Celestial Tribulation couldn't harm anyone?

It doesn't make any sense.

Li Ye didn't understand, but after all, the Celestial Tribulation had arrived, and he could feel that the tribulation was targeting only him.

"You just protect that coffin."

"I'll study this Celestial Tribulation carefully."

He instructed Wei Qingye and then released his Divine Sense, perceiving the tribulation which was almost without form.

This wasn't any kind of Celestial Tribulation he knew of.

Or more precisely—it was an unprecedented tribulation, specifically affecting this birthing method.

He could feel his spirit being torn apart by the Thunder Tribulation.

It wasn't a physical tearing, but a soul and spirit tearing.

The reconstitution and birthing of a spirit actually required his soul to be damaged.

"Phew."

After realizing this, he suddenly became interested; at this moment, those Celestial Tribulations were still trying to destroy the Five-Colored Stone outside his Primordial Spirit.

Then could the Five-Colored Stone be considered as...?

"Hmm?"

Just at this moment, a blue-roofed red-tiled house rushed over, instantly expanding until its doorway appeared like a giant mouth, swallowing Li Ye whole.

It was the Xiangshui House.

Being intimately connected with Li Ye's Spiritual Power, and even considered birthed from his Vital Essence, Li Ye knew its urgency as it rushed over, and understood that it would never come unless it was sure.

So he didn't resist; he didn't even move as it swallowed him.

"You're trying to protect me."

Seated calmly inside the house, Li Ye took a seat. The furniture inside was mostly gifted by the townsfolk of Dongcang Town, seeming quite ordinary, but in reality, each piece was exquisitely crafted.

After all, those who live here and are willing to settle the land have some skill in furniture making—these were each handcrafted by them.

For example, the chair Li Ye was sitting on was polished by Brother Song with sandpaper multiple times, leaving no rough edges.

Sitting on it felt comfortable, not in the luxurious way with finely carved armrests, but in a soothing way.

For him, treasures had long lost their rarity; now what he valued was simply comfort.

The lamp within the house flickered twice in response to his query.

It was strange indeed.

The Celestial Tribulation was actually blocked.

And not just blocked when attacking the house, but disappeared—the tribulations vanished when hitting the house, diffused by a special kind of spiritual power into nothingness according to Li Ye's perception.

"Falling Star Lamp."

Li Ye gazed at the lamp, his expression becoming complex.

Yes.

This lamp was the magical treasure "Falling Star Lamp," which Li Ye had spent nearly all his savings on, asking Uncle Master Baishi for assistance in its crafting.

A lamp.

By all means, it should count as furniture.

After all, as a dignified Golden Core True Man, upon obtaining this object, he immediately bound it with the Xiangshui House, consuming a full ten thousand points of Vital Essence alongside considerable spirituality.

Previously, it only served as a lamp, so why now was it changing?

As he watched, the lamp seemed to begin some sort of transformation—the once ordinary body of the lamp morphed into a distant and clear, yet mysterious purple.

The transparency of the purple seemed to be the starlight adornment sewn onto the Sky Curtain when gazing from the ground at the Heavenly Dome, each star gradually lighting up.

"Drip-drip~"

"Drip-drip~"

"Drip-drip~"

Drop by drop, light as clear as water bubbled out from the lamp, slowly dripping onto the ground, springing towards Li Ye, fluttering around him as if spirited.

The sound of water dripping on the ground was identical to the zither music he once played on the Xiangyun Zither, like a continuous curtain of rain.

Inside these drops of Starlight Wishing Water formed by wish power, there was unexpectedly wrapped finely small Tribulation Qi and pitch-black Tribulation Thunder.

"...You have such ability?"

Li Ye reached out to catch a drop of Starlight Wishing Water.

The tactile sensation wasn't that of the cold hardness of jade, but a warmth akin to resin.

At this moment, he was blessed with a good heart.

——This is the third divine technique of "Nine Songs Lady Xiang"!

Disaster Prevention.

It was indeed such a divine technique.

He treated the house as his sanctuary, turning the sound of rain into a curtain, instinctively feeling that sheltering inside would shield him from any harm, and indeed, the Celestial Tribulation transformed into the Starlight Wishing Water of the Falling Star Lamp.

He sat quietly on the chair, his divine sense seemingly drawn back to the boundless Xiang River.

There, a master ancestor questioned Lady Xiang:

"Madam."

"If I wish to compile your matters into a book, which divine technique would you like to leave behind?"

"To pass on to future generations."

The deity above the Xiang River still stood quietly amidst the ethereal water mist, seemingly even unreachable by the ancestor.

Her voice was gentle:

"They build houses and seek me in prayer, isn't your Four Seasons Sect particularly skilled in this? Let this be one of them."

"I stand here; they pray to me from the past, yet across the curtain of time, I must provide your answer in the future—the wishes that sprout with time, consider it the second one."

At this point, she paused.

"Many deities assist mortals in disaster prevention; if the third divine technique is disaster prevention, what do you think?"

The ancestor seemed momentarily stunned.

Disaster prevention was such a broad divine technique, indeed.

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