"Canglong Sect?" Li Shiming pondered for a mont, unable to recall such a sect.
In truth, such a sect was not worth his attention, primarily because he did not concern himself with affairs within the Ten Thousand Beast Sect.
"Then you shall live, and go back to deliver this: No force from the Dongqi Continent is allowed to set foot on the Beishu Continent without my order!" He restrained so of his aura and said in a deep voice.
Xiao Lu only felt the imnse pressure on him recede, his whole body drenched in sweat, as if he had walked the edge of death.
"My lord, I will leave the Beishu Continent at once and spread your command!" Without the constraints, Xiao Lu prostrated mid-air, speaking respectfully.
He then cautiously half-straightened his body, retreating step by step in the air, fearing to make any moves that might disturb Li Shiming.
The seven Nascent Soul Early Stage practitioners suppressed to the ground, Ancestor Ge and Ancestor Zhan in the distance, as well as Ren Fei’er in the cave, all the cultivators witnessing this scene stood aghast.
A Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator that required the combined forces of all sects on the Beishu Continent to resist, seed as humble as a dog before Li Shiming.
Especially Xiao Lu calling Li Shiming "my lord," a term rarely used in the Cultivation World.
Among mortals, "my lord" could an father or be a form of address for an official.
In the Cultivation World, unless there was a vast difference in status, only then would one humbly call the other "my lord."
"Fan Ancestor, Elder Zuo, Ancestor Ling, Ancestor Lou, Elder Ran, Venerable Huike, Ancestor Lan, it’s been years, I didn’t expect you’d welco this way. Lan’er had her century’s worth of cultivation destroyed by you; I initially thought of letting it go due to so past kinship, seeking only a little compensation, but look at what you have done!" Li Shiming looked upon each ancestor on the ground, addressing them as he once did.
His eyes filled with mories, many of these ancestors having fought alongside him, shared drinks, and so were even friends irrespective of age.
Yet, for the sake of profit, all was cast aside.
"Li Shiming, I know I’ve wronged you. Left Brother and I are at your disposal, but I beg you, for old tis’ sake, to leave the Shushan Sect’s heritage!" Fan Ancestor pleaded.
Truly witnessing Li Shiming’s might, he realized how ignorant he once was.
Li Shiming looked toward Fan Ancestor, then at the other Nascent Soul Ancestors, frowning as he considered.
To kill them would be easy, yet once done, he’d have to manage the ensuing chaos on the Beishu Continent.
If it were on another continent, he wouldn’t care. What grand affairs had he not handled before?
The Shushan Sect may have wronged him, but it housed his master and friends; the Senluo Sect was also one of the sects where the master of his clone, Li Yuanba, Jian Wuwei, resided. These factors needed consideration.
"Hereafter, the seven sects shall unite, with the Thousand Illusion Sect’s mountain gate as the center, establishing a new mountain gate. All cultivators involved in oppressing Lan’er must enter closed-door cultivation after the rger!" Li Shiming finally decided.
His words made all the Nascent Soul Ancestors lift their heads, looking at him in disbelief.
While this preserved the sects’ heritages, it ant they essentially vanished in true essence after millennia.
They naturally were unwilling, even Ancestor Ge and Ancestor Zhan of the Thousand Illusion Sect didn’t support Li Shiming’s idea.
"Senior Li, isn’t this decision a bit..." Ancestor Ge began to persuade, but was stopped midway by a re look from Li Shiming.
"I’m not discussing this with you, but declaring it. In the Cultivation World, strength reigns supre. As a Great Cultivator, I assu authority over all matters on the Beishu Continent!" Li Shiming said coldly.
As he spoke, he summoned five Late-stage Golden Corpses, which upon appearing, exuded the presence of Great Cultivators, silencing the Nascent Soul cultivators who were thinking to object.
"Mr. Ge, take them with you; they can move each mountain gate along with the spirit veins!" he pointed at Ancestor Ge and instructed.
Among all the ancestors present, Ancestor Ge was the only one relatively bla-free, hence tasked with the duty.
Once Li Shiming finished his instructions, his figure vanished, leaving behind the five Late-stage Golden Corpses.
The five Late-stage Golden Corpses restrained their aura, finally allowing all Nascent Soul cultivators present to move freely.
"Huike, this is the Nascent Soul Middle Stage you ntioned?" Ancestor Lu stood up, yelling at Venerable Huike.
Of course, he was furious; treating a Great Cultivator as a Nascent Soul Middle Stage was due to Venerable Huike and Elder Li’s words, leading him to unwisely oppose.
No, what opposing? He was not even worthy, not even fit to stand before Li Shiming.
Great Cultivators, a term learned through interaction with the Canglong Sect, served as an honorific in the Cultivation World for Late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators.
From the Canglong Sect, they understood what a Great Cultivator was, soone worty dozens of Nascent Soul Middle Stage practitioners, standing atop the Cultivation World, truly holding power.
"How was I to know that a Golden Core Stage cultivator would beco a Great Cultivator after a re hundred years away from the Beishu Continent, can you believe it?" Venerable Huike, in a foul mood, couldn’t maintain his monk’s deanor and retorted loudly.
His words left Ancestor Lu silent, for truly he knew, Venerable Huike was not to bla, not least when Elder Li had made a similar assessnt.
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