Chapter 839 - 839 2 Promotion_4

Chapter 839: Chapter 2 Promotion_4 Chapter 839: Chapter 2 Promotion_4 “Brother Shangguan of the primitive Holy Sect is unanimously against it…”

Hearing Shao Yangzi’s words, a middle-aged cultivator dressed in deep black robes, with a hooked nose and sunken eye sockets, spoke calmly from not far away:

“My disapproval, naturally, has its reasons.”

“The Incense Fire Dao is but a minor ailment, and although there are quite a number of those Evil Gods, there are but a few who are truly capable.”

“Even if they could capture both the Qi and Chu Dynasties, what then?

Be it moving against Jin or touching Yan, the outcome would be the same.”

“Compared to that, the cultivators from the Three Continents are more troublesome, with their numbers being large and their methods different from ours, especially the cultivation methods of Xituo Continent which seem to counter our Holy Sect…”

“Therefore, I do not wish to waste our limited power on this matter, do you all understand?”

Hearing the middle-aged cultivator’s words, a barely noticeable annoyance flashed in the eyes of many present.

The cultivators seated here were all high-ranking members of their respective sects and powers.

Everyone knew that the rise of the Incense Fire Dao could not be separated from that person of the Original Demon Sect.

Now, he dissociated himself completely, leaving the rest with no foothold for assigning blame.

Even Shao Yangzi couldn’t help but frown slightly.

It was at this moment, Xun FuJun, standing behind him, suddenly spoke up:

“If that’s the case, why not let our Jin dispatch some Immortal Ascension cultivators to the divine temple in the Kingdom of Immortals and eradicate those Evil Gods?”

“Heh, if your Jin has the strength, then go ahead and do it.”

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The middle-aged cultivator gave Xun FuJun a glance, then spoke with an air of nonchalance.

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Xun FuJun replied expressionlessly, “Then Sect Master Shangguan can await the good news.”

Perceiving the tension between their tones, Shao Yangzi smoothly interjected to divert the conversation:

“Good, since these two matters have been clarified, let’s move on to the matter of the Truth Membrane Eye…”

After another round of verbal sparring, nothing substantial about the Membrane Eye was concluded by the end.

In the palace, high-ranking members from various powers rose and left one by one.

Watching everyone depart…

The palace was left with only Shao Yangzi and Xun FuJun.

When everyone had finally disappeared, Shao Yangzi stood with his hands behind his back and turned slightly to look at Xun FuJun.

With a stern expression, he asked:

“Elder Xun, won’t you explain why Guan Ao died?”

Xun FuJun seemed to have anticipated this confrontation; his expression remained calm as he replied:

“It was pure fraternal compassion that drove me to refine Yao Wudi’s heart for Immortal Ascension…

Faced with the catastrophe in the Little Cang World, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures.”

Hearing Xun FuJun’s words, Shao Yangzi’s expression grew more serious:

“You should know the staggering endeavor we are about to undertake.

One more or one less Immortal Ascension cultivator is insignificant compared to the concerted efforts of everyone in our sect to accomplish it!”

“But Yao Wudi is no ordinary practitioner of Immortal Ascension.”

Xun FuJun shook his head slightly.

One force can subdue ten guilds.

With Yao Wudi’s talent and foundations, ten Guan Aos would not match one Yao Wudi.

Hearing Xun FuJun’s words, Shao Yangzi couldn’t help but darken his expression.

“Junior Brother Xun, I see you have strayed onto the wicked path!”

“Elder Brother, how can you be sure that this isn’t the correct path?”

Xun FuJun’s gaze met Shao Yangzi’s with a piercing look.

His gaze slightly intensified.

Shao Yangzi sighed lightly and shook his head:

“Enough, you have your own ideas, but I don’t agree.”

“Since Guan Ao died because of you…

you should head to the Ancestral Temple to accept punishment and see what the predecessors have to say about it.”

Hearing this punishment, Xun FuJun displayed no emotion but simply gave a slight bow:

“Yes, then I shall take my leave to make preparations.”

Shao Yangzi didn’t speak, his expression remained solemn.

Xun FuJun then flew straight out of the palace.

He quickly left the area of the Wanxiang Sect and headed even further away.

However, just as he had not flown far, he suddenly stopped in midair, looked around, and with a frown said in a deep voice:

“Sect Master Shangguan isn’t busy dealing with the Three Continents’ cultivators, so what is your purpose in seeking me out?”

“Heh, I didn’t expect you to detect me, Xun.”

Before the words had fallen, a figure slowly revealed his true appearance opposite Xun FuJun.

Hooked nose, slightly sunken eye sockets.

It was none other than the Sect Master of the Original Demon Sect, Shangguan Ci.

Xun FuJun looked expressionlessly at him, his tone cold:

“Sect Master Shangguan had better speak quickly; I am occupied with important matters and truly do not have the leisure to wait.”

Listening to Xun FuJun’s rather rude attitude, Shangguan Ci appeared unconcerned and with a smile offered a proposition that took Xun FuJun by surprise:

“I believe you, Xun, would fit in better with my primitive Holy Sect.

How about you join us?”

Xun FuJun’s expression instantly darkened as he suppressed his anger:

“Does Sect Master Shangguan think of me as someone who betrays and annihilates his own ancestors and teachers?”

“It’s not quite that…

However, if betrayal and annihilation could lead to Void Refining and Cultivation Ascension, I wonder, Xun, if you would be tempted?

Heh, of course, I’m only saying there’s such a possibility,” Shangguan Ci continued, still smiling.

And yet Xun FuJun’s heart jolted.

Void Refining?

Cultivation Ascension?

He couldn’t help but scrutinize Shangguan Ci closely, as if trying to see through him.

Nevertheless, in the end, he resolutely shook his head:

“What Sect Master Shangguan has said, I shall pretend I never heard…”

Shangguan Ci simply laughed and lightly tossed something into Xun FuJun’s hand.

Xun FuJun involuntarily narrowed his eyes.

After Shangguan Ci had finally disappeared, Xun FuJun looked at the Sound Transmission Talisman in his hand, his eyes flickering before he eventually decided to put it away.