Sitting in the flying chariot, Yulou looked down at the earth. The forces of the Gushen Sect had already advanced to within a hundred and fifty kiloters of Wondrous Peak Mountain. He asked with so anxiety, "Ancestor, since the Gushen Sect has pushed this far, won't the Red Lantern Illumination Sect step in to stop them?"
The disciples of the Gushen Sect invading the Red Lantern Illumination Sect's territory and tearing away at Wondrous Peak Mountain's sphere of influence was sothing that the Red Lantern Illumination Sect should, by right, step forward to block.
It was like a turf war in those old mortal gang plays. The Gushen Sect was like a new branch under the grand banner of the Sky Serpent Sect. Now that they were bullying soone right to their face, the Red Lantern Illumination Sect ought to co out and back Wondrous Peak Mountain up.
"The situation is complicated. Wondrous Peak Mountain already has three Purple Palace cultivators, making them one of the two subordinate sects with the highest number of Purple Palace masters under the Red Lantern Illumination Sect. Their forr sect master, Li Haiping, now wants to break through to the Purple Palace realm as well. Many factions within the Red Lantern Illumination Sect are secretly tripping them up. Otherwise, how could Wondrous Peak Mountain be in such a miserable state?"
Yulou understood instantly. This was a classic case of fearing a subordinate would starve, yet fearing even more that they would grow too strong. The Red Lantern Illumination Sect, oh Red Lantern Illumination Sect. This so-called Ten Sects alliance was utterly black-hearted from top to bottom.
"Since everyone is secretly throwing obstacles in their way, why does our Wang Clan still dare to help Wondrous Peak Mountain?" Yu'an had truly grown up now, already capable of seeing through the real undercurrents of the cultivation world's power struggles. He asked the pivotal question.
"Exactly. We cannot help them too easily. That is why the Clan Head had step forward to display so skills, making it easier to raise our price to Wondrous Peak Mountain later."
In ordinary struggles between factions, only those below Foundation Establishnt could make an appearance. Wang Xianzhou's combat strength was comparable to Foundation Establishnt, but his cultivation base was rely at the Qi Refining stage.
anwhile, most of Wondrous Peak Mountain's resources were being used to supply Li Haiping, who was attempting to open his Purple Palace. The Qi Refining disciples knew that the sect's opportunities for Foundation Establishnt would shrink drastically over the next few decades, so they had been changing allegiance one after another. Right now, an established Qi Refining powerhouse like Wang Xianzhou was precisely the kind of assistance Wondrous Peak Mountain needed most.
When Wang Rongyuan fought Tang Nianqiu, he could go one against twenty, slashing until his spiritual artifact's edge chipped without losing his breath. Wang Xianzhou could instantly kill Gao Jian, who was also at the peak of the Qi Refining stage, with a single finger. Killing twenty of them might only make him catch his breath slightly.
Thinking of this, Yulou gradually realized that the Wang Clan was not actually as precarious as he had thought. The Clan Head dared to offer so many tributes to Mang Xiang because he possessed true confidence.
Right at that mont, Wang Xianzhou let out a sharp cry. "How bold!"
He abandoned the Mirror-Silver Orchidwood Flying Chariot directly, launching himself into the air with a powerful kick. Sitting in the vehicle, Yulou and Yu'an imdiately plumted along with the flying chariot. However, the two did not panic. Their ancestor was right there, and they also possessed the Hundred-Mile Free-Roaming Talisman, so there was nothing to fear.
Yulou looked up into the sky, quickly searching for the direction of the incoming enemy, but found nothing. Yu'an, with a tense face, gripped his elder brother's clothes and activated a Spiritual Crane Light-Body Talisman. This item would ensure they would not plunge to their deaths.
In the sky, Wang Xianzhou had already channeled his technique. This forr Immortal Alliance Emissary held his long halberd, riding on the back of a red bird at the peak of the Small Demon Realm.
"Wang Xianzhou, you truly deserve to die! I've been following you for nearly two centuries, and I still have to risk my life against Foundation Establishnt cultivators? And it's a one-on-two fight! You truly deserve to die!"
The Crimson Sparrow grumbled and swore as it flew rapidly. Half-crouching, Wang Xianzhou ignored the creature. He held his breath, gathered his strength, and fiercely hurled the long halberd toward the empty sky ahead and to his side. Instantly, a black flying sword suddenly materialized and clashed with the long halberd.
"Boom!"
The long halberd exploded violently on impact, and the mid-grade spiritual artifact flying sword was also damaged, losing its ability to fight.
Qi Refining Slaying Foundation Establishnt—did people think that was a joke? Even if an upper-grade spiritual artifact arrived, Wang Xianzhou could still contend with it!
Having nearly reached the ground, Yulou and Yu'an stared blankly ahead. They froze in shock at a trembling white flying sword hovering in mid-air right in front of them.
So, this was Foundation Establishnt.
So, this was their ancestor's true strength.
When the two brothers could see nothing at all, Wang Xianzhou had already spotted the enemy and detected their assault. He had made a decisive move to counter it, entirely unconcerned about Yulou and Yu'an's safety.
First, there were no Qi Refining cultivators from the Gushen Sect within several kiloters. Second, the two newcors were both at the Foundation Establishnt stage. As long as they still valued their lives, they would not dare to strike at Yulou and Yu'an.
The Immortal Alliance had strict decrees: if a Foundation Establishnt cultivator acted recklessly, they would pay with their life! Striking at a Qi Induction realm cultivator carried the exact sa death penalty!
The leeks of the world belonged entirely to the Purple Palace Grand Cultivators and Golden Core True Persons. Foundation Establishnt cultivators had no right to touch them! They couldn't touch a single hair!
The white spiritual artifact flying sword hovering before them was the best proof. Yulou felt the terror of the Immortal Alliance once again. Yes, terror. Under the crushing weight of the Immortal Alliance, how were Foundation Establishnt cultivators any different from pigs and dogs?
There was no difference. It was rely that Qi Induction cultivators were more passive in their cage, while Foundation Establishnt cultivators had a bit more freedom of choice, though not by much.
Take right now, for instance. Even though two Foundation Establishnt cultivators were watching from the shadows, Wang Xianzhou, sitting on the Crimson Sparrow's back, had already begun celebrating his victory.
"Ha! Two 'Seniors,' I was traveling peacefully on my way. Why would 'Seniors' attack a re Qi Refining cultivator like ? Have you forgotten the thirteenth regulation of the Immortal Alliance Cultivator Conduct Decrees? Do you need to help you recall it? Speaking of which, I used to be an Emissary of the Immortal Alliance, so I am very familiar with the decrees. The thirteenth regulation states..."
Just as Wang Xianzhou was smugly chanting his script for a successful extortion, a gentle, elegant, yet utterly astonished female voice rang out. "Brother Xianzhou, is that you?"
As if a pause button had been pressed, Yulou noticed his ancestor's expression freeze first, then turn into shock, and finally settle into an inexplicable silence. This was the first ti Yulou had ever seen a sense of absolute stillness on a person's face. He realized that among the two arriving Foundation Establishnt cultivators, there was likely an old acquaintance of his ancestor.
The white flying sword returned like a swimming fish, falling into the hand of the figure wrapped in blue light. Behind that blue light followed a streak of black light. As the two Foundation Establishnt cultivators drew closer, Yulou clearly discerned the figures within the light.
One was a peerless beauty dressed in a blue robe, looking no older than her twenties. She stared blankly at the aged Wang Xianzhou, temporarily lost for words. The master of the black light was a feminine, beardless man. He appeared to be the beauty's husband. This husband stared gloomily at the flying sword in his hand, then glanced at Wang Xianzhou. Following that, he stepped forward to place his hand around his wife's waist.
However, to Yulou's surprise, the blue-robed beauty instinctively pulled back half a step in mid-air, dodging her husband's hand.
Hmm? Catching an old fla while out fishing... Ancestor, isn't this situation a tiny bit awkward?
Yulou didn't dare look further. When it ca to the affairs of elders, juniors needed to have so tact. He reached out to press Yu'an's head down, and the two of them lowered their gazes together, counting the ants on the ground. One, two... wait, why are there only two? Ah, it turns out we are the ants.
Nevertheless, their ears were pricked up quite high. Gossiping required a certain finesse—one should enjoy the show, but definitely not too blatantly.
"Wang Xianzhou, isn't this little Qianqian? You two used to be..." The Crimson Sparrow possessed a troublemaking personality. Seeing that the two Foundation Establishnt cultivators remained silent and Wang Xianzhou didn't speak either, it shrewdly chose to break the silence on its own. An old friend reunion! Xianzhou, this Red Bird is trying to help you. I absolutely don't an to retaliate for you constantly dragging into life-and-death situations.
Wang Xianzhou casually cast a spell, sealing the Crimson Sparrow's big mouth, preventing the creature from uttering any more outrageous nonsense.
"You are Wang Xianzhou?" The husband could no longer ignore his wife's deliberate instinct to step back. He opened his mouth to ask in surprise. He noted Wang Xianzhou's withered skin, his graying hair, and... his Qi Refining cultivation base.
"Yes. Compensate with twenty thousand spirit stones, and I will act as though nothing happened. Otherwise, you know the consequences. For a Foundation Establishnt cultivator to violate the thirteenth regulation, the starting punishnt is twenty years of mandatory service on the West Sea demon hunting front lines."
Wang Xianzhou kept his head lowered, not looking at the two Foundation Establishnt 'Seniors' opposite him. He offered his price while thodically piecing together the fragnts of his long halberd. He seed to deeply treasure the shattered weapon in his hands.
Indeed, this upper-grade法器 halberd was forged from eighth-grade black steel, and its tip was refined using seventh-grade mother-of-pearl spiritual materials. It was excellent material to begin with, further refined through secret thods. Thus, it could traverse the heavens and earth, achieving the feat of breaking a mid-grade spiritual artifact flying sword despite being only an upper-grade法器 itself.
The husband had a full na. He hailed from the Gushen family, a Purple Palace lineage subordinate to the Sky Serpent Sect, and his na was Gushen Qingyuan.
"Twenty thousand? Wang Xianzhou, you are already a dying man. Aren't you afraid your appetite is too large, bringing disaster upon the Wang Clan?" Gushen Qingyuan threatened in a sinister tone.
He had naturally researched this old fla of his wife. Wang Xianzhou was at least a hundred and sixty years old by now and could live for fifty more years at most. Considering he had suffered injuries in the past that prevented him from breaking through to Foundation Establishnt, whether he could continue to extend his lifespan after reaching his three-cycle limit remained an open question. In fact, he might not even live to a hundred and eighty.
Wang Xianzhou abandoned his attempt to piece the halberd back together. He raised his head, looking straight at Gushen Qingyuan. Catching an old fla while fishing, looking back on a century of life. He did not dare look at the still youthful and beautiful Ning Qianqian beside Gushen Qingyuan.
As if pouring out all his accumulated resentnt, Wang Xianzhou threatened directly, "Gushen Qingyuan, do you want to die?"
An old Qi Refining cultivator with a damaged Dao foundation stood before a Foundation Establishnt cultivator, asking if the latter wished to die.
In his heart, Yulou cheered wildly for his ancestor, but he also felt a bit worried. He felt that his ancestor shouldn't be impulsive, yet he also felt that such a cautious approach was inappropriate here—at least for the mont. An old man playing the youth once more. Ancestor Wang Xianzhou had dedicated his entire life to the family. Did he deserve to be bullied by his peers who had successfully reached Foundation Establishnt just because he was old? No, it absolutely shouldn't be so!
Looking into Wang Xianzhou's eyes filled with intent to kill, Gushen Qingyuan's pupils instinctively contracted, his hairs standing on end.
"Fellow Daoist Xianzhou, here are the spirit stones you requested. Our apologies for disrupting your journey." Ning Qianqian spoke up, breaking the intense stare down between the two n. She tossed over a storage bag, then turned around to leave without looking back. The light of her departure was notably faster than when she had arrived.
Gushen Qingyuan shot a sinister glare at Wang Xianzhou. Wang Xianzhou glared right back, pulling another long halberd into his hand. 'Gushen Qingyuan, if you dare to fight, I dare to kill!'
Recalling Wang Xianzhou's forr reputation, Gushen Qingyuan didn't dare to keep staring. With a cold snort, he sped off to pursue his wife.
The mission to demonstrate their strength to Wondrous Peak Mountain was a success, and the extortion had succeeded too. Aside from completing the Clan Head's task, Wang Xianzhou had also made a massive profit.
Yet on the journey back, the atmosphere inside the flying chariot was exceptionally heavy. Neither Yulou nor Yu'an dared to speak. Wang Xianzhou drove the vehicle with one hand while continuing to piece together the long halberd that had shattered during the combat.
However, for so reason, no matter how he tried, he couldn't seem to nd it properly. It was as though he couldn't find the correct placent for the shards, or perhaps a single piece was missing.
Suddenly, Wang Xianzhou seed to snap out of a dream. He halted his movents and gathered all the fragnts of the long halberd back into his storage bag.
If it couldn't be nded, then so be it. Even if he could repair the long halberd, how could he ever nd his own heavily scarred life?
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