Chapter 1226 - 1226 105 Gathering in Qi Dynasty

Chapter 1226: Chapter 105: Gathering in Qi Dynasty Chapter 1226: Chapter 105: Gathering in Qi Dynasty “I’m afraid their next target will be us!”

Yao Wudi said in a deep voice.

Even the usually indifferent face of the Taoist in the blue robe now bore a rare expression of solemnity.

“Three Divine Emperors…

to have severely wounded someone at the Immortal Ascension Perfection stage, yet allowed them to escape, have they themselves reached Immortal Ascension Perfection?”

Yao Wudi shook his head slightly:

“That’s unclear.

The Sect has already started taking action, and I suspect Yan won’t be able to sit still anymore…

Hmph, nurturing a tiger only to court disaster, it’s about time such calamity struck!

It’s just a pity for Chu…”

The Taoist in the blue robe, however, suddenly remembered the Huangji Continent fleet that his true body had encountered on the North Sea.

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“Could it have something to do with Huangji Continent?”

He pondered for a moment, but ultimately, with limited information available, he could not come up with any conclusions.

Just then, Yao Wudi’s expression suddenly changed:

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“They’re here.”

As he spoke, several figures had already rapidly flown in from the direction of the Ghost Market.

The Taoist in blue also immediately sensed the aura of these few people, a trace of undetectable surprise flickering through his eyes.

“How are things, Wudi?”

A voice called out from a distance.

Although Yao Wudi was an irreverent character, in front of these people, he did not dare to be negligent and promptly replied honestly:

“Not bad, the Kingdom of Immortals hasn’t made any moves for now.

Great Elder, Third Elder, why have you all come?”

As he spoke, those few people had already landed on Yuhuang Peak.

The person at the forefront was wearing a gray robe with flowing long gray hair and carrying a quiver on his back.

It was Yan Wenzheng, the Great Elder of the Wanxiang Sect.

Beside him, clad in a black robe, was the Third Elder Ren Xiao, along with three unfamiliar Taoists in blue robes, yet all were at the Great Cultivator stage of Immortal Ascension.

Yao Wudi flew up to greet them, with an uncommonly respectful bow towards Yan Wenzheng alone, a pleasing smile on his face:

“Martial Uncle, I didn’t expect you to come in person.”

Within the Sect, there were few he feared, and even toward the Sect Master, his attitude was more respectful than fearful.

But he felt somewhat timorous around the Great Elder.

Mainly because when he was studying amongst the ten thousand peaks within the Sect, he was first taught under the Great Elder for a while and was scolded miserably, leaving a significant shadow in his heart.

Yan Wenzheng, however, did not pay much attention to him, his gaze looking past Yao Wudi to the blue-robed Taoist who followed, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Despite his stern expression, he still showed a bit of a kind-hearted smile:

“Martial Nephew Sun is here too.”

The blue-robed Taoist kept a calm expression, giving a slight bow.

Yan Wenzheng did not take offense at his shallow roots and withdrew his gaze, looking back to Yao Wudi.

His expression instantly darkened:

“Foolish!”

“Why did you call Martial Nephew Sun’s Incarnation here!”

“What if it delays Martial Nephew Sun’s Cultivation?”

Yao Wudi: ?

He quickly tried to explain: “No, I didn’t call him over…”

But Yan Wenzheng did not give him a chance to argue, cutting him off:

“Even if you didn’t call him, wouldn’t it be a problem to let him return to the Sect?

Do you have no idea how vulnerable a newly advanced Nascent Soul is and how dangerous it would be for him to be here?

Huh?

I don’t think you are fit to be his master at all, maybe I should just let Martial Uncle Du take over instead!”

Yao Wudi was stunned.

A Nascent Soul…

still vulnerable?

When I was at that stage, I was already directly involved in mediating the conflicts between Wu and Chu!

How am I unfit!

Wait…

even if I am unfit, why should my disciple be instructed by Martial Uncle Du?

Thinking this, Yao Wudi suspiciously glanced at Yan Wenzheng:

“Martial Uncle, am I feeling that something’s not right with you?”

Yan Wenzheng glared angrily:

“Are you looking for a spanking?”

Yao Wudi chuckled awkwardly:

“Cough, not at all…

By the way, what exactly did we tell the Kingdom of Immortals?”

Yan Wenzheng snorted.

Third Elder Ren Xiao, standing aside, took over the conversation, saying:

“The Sect Master has already communicated with the Longevity Sect, Youxian Temple, and the Qin Family.

The Kingdom of Immortals has grown strong; if we don’t take action now, it could lead to endless troubles…

They are already on their way here.”

Upon hearing this, Yao Wudi frowned and said:

“Now the Longevity Sect wants to join us, what have they been doing all this time…”

Yan Wenzheng gave him a sharp look:

“Less nonsense, when the people from the Longevity Sect arrive, don’t make trouble for me!”

Yao Wudi involuntarily shrank his neck a little and coughed lightly:

“What are you saying?

I’m not someone who likes to cause trouble.”

Yan Wenzheng couldn’t help but scoff.

Ren Xiao and the other three Immortal Ascension Elders couldn’t help but smile wryly upon hearing this.

This Martial Nephew surely had a sense of humor.

Among the younger generation, he was the one most prone to causing trouble.

The blue-robed Taoist standing behind Yao Wudi suddenly spoke up:

“What does the Primitive Demonic Sect have to say?”

“The Primitive Demonic Sect?”

Upon these four words, Yan Wenzheng, Ren Xiao, and the other three Elders couldn’t help their expressions becoming much more grave.

Yao Wudi also furrowed his brows.

Without a doubt, even without Han Yanzi, the Primitive Demonic Sect was unquestionably the most powerful in the entire Fenglin Continent.

Able to withstand the main forces of the Three Continents’ Cultivators with the might of a single Sect, though they lost a lot of territory, they still stood firm.

Such strength, if any of the Three Sects and One Clan of Jin were to be singled out, none would compare.

Moreover, the rise of the Kingdom of Immortals was intrinsically linked to the Primitive Demonic Sect.

For the Three Sects and One Clan to aim to eradicate the Kingdom of Immortals, it was inevitable that they would have to confront the Primitive Demonic Sect.

Yan Wenzheng hesitated for a moment, considering the Sect Master’s evaluation of this Martial Nephew Son, as well as the shown foresight when proposing the attack on the Kingdom of Immortals.