With Mo Xilan’s Realm, even if she sees through ... as long as I can maintain the details... she probably won’t be able to confirm anything for sure...
As long as she can’t confirm, it’ll be manageable.
I’ll just need to find another chance to hand the Heartbreak Flower to her...
Everything is ready...
Wang Mu took a deep breath, feeling as if he were about to face execution.
Wait, how many days have passed?
Wang Mu was startled. He hurriedly calculated the ti and realized that four days had already passed.
This is bad, I’m overdue...
Wang Mu looked towards the Sword Sect, his expression changing slightly.
Today, the atmosphere at the Sword Sect was extrely tense, especially around Upper Cloud Peak. Above, a large cauldron enveloped the area, visible to those with so insight. It was the Four Symbols Elixir Furnace. The four Divine Beasts carved on each side seed poised to spring to life and devour everything below.
"Senior Brother, what is that?"
"That’s the Four Symbols Elixir Furnace from the Dan King Sect... A senior from the Dan King Sect has co to our Sword Sect."
"It doesn’t look good. I feel an inexplicable pressure..."
"The Dan King Sect rarely makes public appearances. There’s been no news of them since the last Alchemy Dao Conference... Why have they co to our Sword Sect now?"
"They feel so imposing... Do you sll that scorching scent too?"
"That’s the Heaven and Earth Divine Fla from within the Four Symbols Elixir Furnace—the Divine Heart Fla! It’s one of the rarest and most extraordinary flas in the world!"
「Upper Cloud Peak.」
Many disciples had gathered in the plaza outside the grand hall, but they dared not take another step forward, rely discussing amongst themselves from a distance. The pressure near the grand hall was too intense; even approaching a single step closer brought an overwhelming sense of oppression. The Dan King Sect disciples guarding the hall stood like imposing guardian deities.
Chen Feng and Shen Jiao stood outside the grand hall entrance, exchanging uneasy glances.
Their Grand Ancestor had erged from seclusion. Not only had she erged, but she also hadn’t found the person she was waiting for. So, she had descended upon the Sword Sect with an imposing aura, clearly not intending to let matters rest.
They didn’t understand their Grand Ancestor’s temperant. The Grand Ancestor would typically seclude herself for decades, possibly appearing only once. They had only heard bits and pieces about her habits; they weren’t even very clear on her appearance. Only the Sect Master knew.
Throughout the entire Dan King Sect, not many Pill Masters had actually seen the Grand Ancestor. On the rare occasions she erged from seclusion to instruct everyone, she would appear and vanish like a phantom, her features indistinct. The Sect Master would occasionally ntion that, back in the day, the Grand Ancestor was said to be one of the greatest beauties in the world.
But now, most had forgotten. They only rembered the Grand Ancestor’s unparalleled skill in the Alchemy Dao and her unfathomably attained Immortal Ascension Cultivation—one of the few Ascension Realm powerhouses in the Nine Provinces Cultivation World. With such a title, no one cared what she looked like or what else she could do.
The two looked inside the grand hall. This ti, when the Grand Ancestor erged from seclusion, she was wreathed in a layer of divine light, mysterious and extraordinary.
Suddenly, a trendous oppressive force burst forth from within the grand hall, forming a palpable shockwave that radiated outwards. The many disciples outside all stumbled back, their faces etched with alarm and uncertainty as they stared into the grand hall.
「Inside the grand hall.」
Led by Jian Wuqing, the six Peak Leaders wore extrely grave expressions.
The old woman from the Dan King Sect narrowed her eyes, surveying the Sword Sect’s upper echelons. "I’ve already said, our Grand Ancestor has co in person for no other reason than to have you hand over that Wang Mu, or find him for us. Otherwise, I fear your Sword Sect will know no peace today."
The Peak Leaders exchanged glances. The other Peak Leaders had only recently recovered from their injuries and hadn’t expected to encounter such a major incident imdiately after. To think the Dan King Sect had co personally...
"Wang Mu..." Wu Dayong said in a low voice, "Granny Gu, why is your Dan King Sect looking for him? What exactly did he do when he went to your Dan King Sect last year?"
As an Elixir Dao Master, he was the only one among them who recognized this old woman. She was the current Sect Master of the Dan King Sect and also one of the Grand Ancestor’s disciples.
"Alright... Since it has co to this..." Granny Gu narrowed her eyes. "He promised our Dan King Sect sothing and has yet to fulfill it. I don’t wish to make things difficult for you. We won’t ask for the Heavenly Heart Protecting God Pill back, especially since your Yan Sword Immortal is at a critical juncture in her seclusion. You just need to hand over Wang Mu."
The expressions of the Sword Sect leaders darkened.
That boy was indeed hiding sothing, Jian Wuqing thought. Elder Yan was indeed at a critical mont in her seclusion. In another year or two, her injuries would be healed. Therefore, this period of seclusion was extrely important. She absolutely could not be disturbed, or all her previous efforts might be wasted.
But Wang Mu...
"I wonder..." Jian Wuqing mused for a few seconds. "What exactly did Wang Mu promise the Dan King Sect? If he cannot fulfill it, our Sword Sect will do so on his behalf for the Dan King Sect."
The other Peak Leaders nodded in agreent.
Only Wu Dayong frowned slightly. He had a vague feeling that Wang Mu might have promised sothing utterly outrageous. Probably not sothing so easily accomplished.
"Oh?" Granny Gu pondered for a few monts, just about to speak.
Suddenly, accompanied by a wave of peculiar elixir fragrance, everyone saw a faint, ethereal blue figure descend into the grand hall.
"Grand Ancestor..." Granny Gu exclaid quickly.
The elixir fragrance carried with it a harmonious sensation, like a gentle spring breeze. It was currently the end of the year, deep into winter, and the grand hall was filled with a biting cold, yet at this mont, it felt like the return of spring in the sixth month, suffused with a vibrant aura of life. It seed capable of reviving all creation, of imbuing even lifeless objects with spirit.
However, the figure instantly transford into a shimring, golden-green fla that hovered in mid-air before vanishing. Within the fla, one could faintly glimpse another ethereal blue figure.
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