"Jūn Wújì, are you kidding? Which big secret are you talking about?"
The blood-colored figure sneered, thinking that Jūn Wújì was just putting on airs.
He received an order from the Lord of the Blood Demon to come and recruit Jūn Wújì, intending to use him to bring in Jūn Dōngjìn, a former high-ranking member of the Ethical Immortal Sect. Since Jūn Dōngjìn had been abandoned by the Ethical Immortal Sect and harbored resentment, with the right incentives provided by the Blood Demon Sea, the chances of success were high. To ensure Jūn Dōngjìn's complete allegiance, there couldn't be any coercion in recruiting Jūn Wújì. Otherwise, if Jūn Dōngjìn saw the Blood Demon Sea treating his son like this, how could he not have second thoughts?
So, coercive methods couldn't be used. Only promises of significant benefits or semi-threatening methods could be employed.
Before infiltrating Central Earth, the blood-colored figure thoroughly reviewed the intelligence related to Jūn Wújì. The result led him to discover a secret related to Jūn Wújì.
"I really want to know which big secret."
Lin Yuan said seriously.
He had too many secrets, and for a moment, he was unsure which one the blood-colored figure was referring to. Was it about wiping out undercover agents of the Ethical Immortal Sect, dozens of Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and more than fifty True Immortal cultivators on the Black Veil Islands two hundred years ago? Or was it about becoming a body-refining Saint, unparalleled in several hundred thousand years in Central Earth, crushing the so-called Crown Prince of the Yao Saint Nest with ease? Or maybe it was about battling the Ethical Immortal Sect's Master, Mù Qīngliú, in the Nine Heavens as a Yin Soul, ultimately retreating unharmed?
Besides, there was the Master of the Eastern Sea's Sun Island, not commonly recognized as a half-step Saint.
"Humph."
Seeing that Lin Yuan seemed genuinely unaware, the blood-colored figure decided to give a hint.
"Jūn Wújì, you shouldn't be in the Golden Core stage, right?"
The blood-colored figure said in a low voice.
"Huh?"
Lin Yuan looked directly at the blood-colored figure, whom he regarded as inferior to an ant.
"Twenty years ago, your subordinates purchased a batch of cultivation resources from outside, and among them was the Ancient Hidden Flower."
"This is a cultivation resource needed by those in the Nascent Soul stage."
"Your cultivation realm should have already crossed into the Nascent Soul stage."
The blood-colored figure talked confidently, holding the trump card.
This was his biggest leverage used to threaten Jūn Wújì.
In a short span of one or two hundred years, Jūn Wújì had progressed from being a useless person to cultivating in the Nascent Soul stage. This innate cultivation talent made it entirely possible for him to advance into the Soul Transformation stage in the future. If this had happened a hundred years ago, it wouldn't have been a problem. However, now, with Jūn Wújì's parents being transferred to the Desolate Cliff Mountain, equivalent to losing his backing within the Ethical Immortal Sect, and with Mù Mèngtíng assuming power, if the Ethical Immortal Sect learned about Jūn Wújì's hidden potential, would there be any other considerations?
This was the blood-colored figure's greatest bargaining chip.
This leverage came from within the Ethical Immortal Sect and, at the same time, could fuel Jūn Wújì's resentment towards Mù Mèngtíng.
Killing two birds with one stone.
"Oh."
Lin Yuan remained expressionless.
He thought something significant had been discovered by the blood-colored figure.
It turned out to be about this matter.
Lin Yuan did have a habit of sending subordinates to purchase cultivation resources periodically from outside, but that was just for show. Regarding the mention of the 'Ancient Hidden Flower,' it was probably something Autumn Moon had casually bought.
"You?"
After the blood-colored figure finished speaking, initially filled with expectations, wanting to see Jūn Wújì's frightened expression, the panic of having his own secret exposed, and even contemplating killing him to eliminate the evidence – all of which were within the blood-colored figure's expectations.
However, the blood-colored figure was disappointed.
He did not see any change in Jūn Wújì's expression.
How was that possible?
The blood-colored figure's thoughts were somewhat chaotic.
"Are there other secrets?" Lin Yuan asked, patiently holding back.
"Isn't this secret enough?" The blood-colored figure's tone rose a few notches.
Concealing his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, once exposed, would undoubtedly attract Mù Mèngtíng's attention. What would happen then, no one knew.
The blood-colored figure's original plan was to manipulate Jūn Wújì using this secret.
"Jūn Wújì, as long as you are willing to work for us, Mù Mèngtíng won't be able to harm you. Moreover, my master will grant you a lifespan far beyond those cultivators."
Sensing that the situation was going awry, the blood-colored figure immediately spoke up.
Recruiting Jūn Wújì couldn't rely solely on threats; significant benefits had to be promised. The blood-colored figure's reward was longevity.
It was well known that the lifespan of the body-refining path was far inferior to that of cultivators. However, the Blood Demon Lord could transform Jūn Wújì into a "Blood Divine Child," bound to the Blood Demon Sea, with an astonishingly long lifespan. Moreover, the life and death of the Blood Divine Child were at the whim of the Blood Demon Lord. Once Jūn Wújì became a Blood Divine Child, he would be completely integrated into the Blood Demon Sea, unable to betray.
"I might have overthought this."
Lin Yuan shook his head slightly.
The blood-colored figure came from the Blood Demon Sea, and Lin Yuan had long sensed it. While others might be deceived by his aura, Lin Yuan was not.
Lin Yuan initially thought the Blood Demon Sea had discovered something significant. Now it seemed he had been overly cautious. Even the nearby Ethical Immortal Sect hadn't detected his true identity.
The Blood Demon Sea was far to the north of the Divine Land, and their influence was limited.
"Let me see what the Blood Demon Lord really wants."
Lin Yuan looked towards the blood-colored figure.
He engaged in this conversation with the blood-colored figure out of concern that the latter might have genuinely known something. Now that it was clear the figure knew nothing, he intended to act directly.
Hearing this, the blood-colored figure felt puzzled. However, in the next moment, he sensed his consciousness rapidly plummeting.
Boom.
Bursts of blood-red light exploded on him.
Clearly, these were life-saving measures employed by the blood-colored figure. Daring to infiltrate Central Earth and the Cloud Mist Sanctuary, how could he not have any hidden cards?
However, all of his trump cards, all life-saving measures, including the blood-colored crystal bestowed by the Blood Demon Lord, were rendered useless in an instant.
Collapsed rapidly.
"You?"
The blood-colored figure's consciousness completely sank in its final moments. As he looked into Lin Yuan's eyes, an endless horror surged.
Wrong.
He was wrong.
The Blood Demon Lord was also wrong.
Jūn Wújì, treated as mere meat by them, was not as simple as he seemed on the surface.
Not even the blood-colored crystal bestowed by the Blood Demon Lord could withstand his instantaneous actions.
Jūn Wújì, at the very least, was on the level of an ancient saint.
After a few breaths, Lin Yuan browsed through the memories of the blood-colored figure.
"So, they planned to stir up a war in Central Earth."
Lin Yuan roughly understood the Blood Demon Lord's scheme.
"Blood Demon Sea, Demonic Saint Nest, Abyssal Palace, why do these ancient Refinement Saints repeatedly want to launch a great war in the cultivation world?"
Lin Yuan pondered.
Ethical Immortal Sect sat in Central Earth, with the Taixu Immortal Mirror suppressing it. No matter how significant the war, it couldn't harm its foundation.
Blood Demon Sea.
The Blood Demon Lord, sitting on a secluded island, suddenly opened his eyes.
"Dead?"
"Dead so quickly?"
The Blood Demon Lord couldn't believe it.
Even with the hidden means on the blood-colored figure, he could endure a while even if discovered by the Ethical Immortal Sect.
"Could it be that Mù Mèngtíng intervened with the Taihao Immortal Mirror?"
The Blood Demon Lord could only think in that direction.
Cloud Mist Sanctuary.
Lin Yuan still lay on the recliner.
After dealing with the blood-colored figure, Lin Yuan pondered a question.
"My current strength."
After a hundred years of cultivation, aside from comprehending the corporeal divine ability 'Blood Rebirth,' Lin Yuan had made great progress in martial arts, advancing the martial cultivation system to the sixth tier and eleventh stage.
The cultivation levels in the main world and the immortal realm, the sixth tier corresponded to the Refinement Period.
The Refinement Period further split into the 'Entry Refinement Realm,' 'Perception Refinement Realm,' and 'Refinement Refinement Realm.'
Entry Refinement Realm corresponded to the first to third stages of the sixth tier.
Perception Refinement Realm corresponded to the fourth to sixth stages of the sixth tier.
Refinement Refinement Realm corresponded to the seventh to ninth stages of the sixth tier.
Lin Yuan was currently at the sixth tier and eleventh stage, not reaching the peak of the sixth tier, but his realm strength already surpassed the limit of the Refinement Refinement Realm.
Perhaps still not on par with the Harmony Period above the Refinement Period, but the difference wasn't significant. At least, he was much stronger than the peak of the Refinement Refinement Realm.
"Sixth tier peak."
Lin Yuan contemplated with a solemn expression.
Sixth tier twelfth stage posed no difficulty for him.
It would take at most twenty to thirty years, or at most fifty to sixty years, to enter it.
Lin Yuan was considering how to break into the seventh tier.
Whether in the main world or the immortal realm, advancing from the sixth to the seventh tier and from the Refinement Period to the Harmony Period were major thresholds.
In the main world, in the Chikun Starfield, there were 1.2 million life-bearing planets accumulated over thousands and tens of thousands of years.
The number of sixth-tier Fallen Star practitioners exceeded a hundred thousand.
However, even if the three senior brothers on the main Chikun Star were counted, the number of seventh-tier evolutionists would not exceed a hundred.
Even on the so-called "meat grinder" alien battlefield, seventh-tier evolutionists could command a side and establish themselves as leaders.
Ethical Immortal Sect.
At the deepest part of the Ethical Realm.
Suddenly, a vast aura surged out.
Inside the realm.
Mù Mèngtíng's face showed a joyful expression.
"Refinement Period, this is the Refinement Period, this is an ancient saint!"
Feeling the completely transformed mana within him, Mù Mèngtíng's ambitions soared for a moment.
He, Mù Mèngtíng, had reached this point today.
He also had the day of becoming an ancient saint!
"Master."
Mù Mèngtíng took a deep breath.
He calmed the excitement in his heart.
Stepping out of the realm, he respectfully said to Mù Qīngliú.
Even though he was now an ancient saint in the Refinement Period, Mù Mèngtíng knew that there was still a vast gap between him and Master Mù Qīngliú.
This gap did not come from strength.
It was the sect-protecting immortal artifact, the Taixu Immortal Mirror.
Let alone Mù Mèngtíng who had just entered the Refinement Period, even if he reached the pinnacle of the Refinement Realm, facing Mù Qīngliú, who had refined the Taixu Immortal Mirror deep in the Ethical Immortal Sect, he would be instantly suppressed.
The Taixu Immortal Mirror was not only an immensely powerful immortal artifact, but it was also the hub of the entire Ethical Immortal Sect.
Mastering the Taixu Immortal Mirror meant controlling countless formations and methods arranged over hundreds of thousands of years on the Ethical Immortal Mountain.
"Get up."
Mù Qīngliú looked at Mù Mèngtíng, a smile appearing on his face.
Although he had known for a long time that with Mù Mèngtíng's aptitude, aided by the resources of the Ethical Immortal Sect, entering the Refinement Period would be no problem.
But at this moment, Mù Qīngliú still breathed a sigh of relief.
The two sat down.
Mù Qīngliú then spoke to Mù Mèngtíng about the plans for the future.
"With you holding down the fort in the sect, I plan to wield the Taixu Immortal Mirror and go out for a while."
"It's been too long, and many have forgotten why our Ethical Immortal Sect can rule over Central Earth."
Mù Qīngliú's face revealed a trace of coldness.
Over the past hundred years, he was well aware of the movements of the Abyssal Palace, Blood Demon Sea, and Demonic Saint Nest. However, he had temporarily ignored them to protect Mù Mèngtíng.
Now that Mù Mèngtíng had entered the Refinement Period and had him in the sect, Mù Qīngliú could finally go out with peace of mind.
Although the Ethical Immortal Sect had countless formations protecting it.
But without an ancient saint sitting in, if attacked by other Refinement Ancient Saints, it would incur a considerable cost.
That was why Mù Qīngliú, the original body, had always stayed at the Ethical Immortal Mountain over the years.
As long as he, the original body, dared to leave the Ethical Immortal Mountain.
Whether dealing with the Blood Demon Sea or the Abyssal Palace and Demonic Saint Nest.
The other two sides would undoubtedly make a move on the Ethical Immortal Mountain.
But now, there was no such threat.
With Mù Mèngtíng, an ancient saint, holding down the Ethical Immortal Mountain.
Even if three to five ancient saints besieged, it would not shake the foundation of the Ethical Immortal Sect.
With this assurance, Mù Qīngliú could release the might of the Ethical Immortal Sect and re-establish its reputation over all living beings.
"Which side does the Master plan to attack first?"
Mù Mèngtíng asked in a low voice.
"Which side?"
Mù Qīngliú contemplated for a moment, "Let's start with the East Sea."
In the past hundred years, the development speed of the White Jade Pavilion in the East Sea was extremely fast, almost unifying the islands in the East Sea group.
And that White Jade Island Lord, Yuan Yang, is just a half-step Ancient Saint. Over the years, even if the other party has made a breakthrough, it is impossible to enter the Refinement Period.
In that case, with the main body of Mu Qingliu plus the Taixu Immortal Mirror, he can completely kill the opponent.
On the contrary, if Mu Qingliu first deals with the Abyssal Ghost Palace, the Demonic Saint Nest, or the Blood Demon Sea, the Lord of Yuan Yang Island will probably hide upon learning, scared.
After all, Ethical Immortal Sect and the three of them are old rivals.
The latter three have special cards, even if Mu Qingliu holds the Taixu Immortal Mirror, he can only suppress them, not kill them.
So, attacking the East Sea is most in line with Mu Qingliu's expectations.
"East Sea."
"That White Jade Island Lord deserves to die."
Mu Mengting nodded.
The White Jade Island Lord destroyed the Black Veil Archipelago he had operated for many years back then, and he still remembers this grudge.
"I'll leave the sect to you."
After saying this, Mu Qingliu's figure disappeared in the distance.
East Sea.
White Jade Island.
Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the White Jade Pavilion gathered on the island.
In addition, there are a large number of ordinary people gathered on White Jade Island. Although White Jade Island is called an "island," its size is nearly two million li, equivalent to several Canglan Stars.
If it weren't for the vastness of Central Earth, White Jade Island should be called White Jade Continent.
In the core area of White Jade Island.
Lin Yuan sat cross-legged.
Dozens of disciples below were asking questions about cultivation, and Lin Yuan casually answered.
A hundred years have passed, and the foundation of the White Jade Pavilion has greatly increased. There are over a hundred thousand first-tier cultivators in martial arts, over ten thousand second-tier cultivators, over two thousand third-tier cultivators, and three hundred and twenty-two fourth-tier cultivators.
There are eight fifth-tier cultivators.
It can be said that the White Jade Pavilion is undoubtedly the first in the current East Sea Islands. As long as Lin Yuan is willing, unifying the East Sea Islands is effortless.
"Hmm?"
Lin Yuan seemed to perceive something.
He looked up towards the sky.
On White Jade Island.
Countless disciples gathered or roamed alone, studying and practicing martial arts.
Suddenly—
In the ninth heaven.
A celestial mirror emitting terrifying immortal light floated.
The immortal mirror rotated slightly, and a terrifying light descended from the ninth heaven.
The horror of the light even caused the space to faintly stagnate. Wherever it passed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth turned into nothingness.
It can be foreseen that once this light falls, it will pierce through the entire White Jade Island. This cultivation sanctuary will be completely destroyed.
The aftermath of the light will cause all creatures under the Ancient Saint to die out.
"What is that?"
"Bad, run!"
"We can't escape; we will all die."
Countless disciples of the White Jade Pavilion looked up at the sky, full of despair.
Under the terrifying light of the celestial mirror, everyone only had one thought in their minds.
That is death.
No matter how they run.
It's all death.
Just at this moment,
A figure appeared above White Jade Island.
In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed, the figure towering, its height reaching countless miles, and the power of the sun emanated as if it were a second sun.
This towering figure, with a simple lift of the hand, effortlessly held the entire White Jade Island, which was the size of several Canglan stars, in the palm of their hand.
In the Ninth Heaven,
Mu Qingliu stood with hands behind his back.
The Taihao Immortal Mirror floated above his head.
A terrifying beam of mirror light shot towards the White Jade Island below.
At this moment, Mu Qingliu himself had come, carrying the true form of the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
In this realm, Mu Qingliu was invincible. Wiping out White Jade Island required just one strike.
"Lord of Yuanyang Island."
Mu Qingliu's eyes were indifferent.
The Lord of Yuanyang Island had reached the half-step Ancient Saint level over a hundred years ago. Now, he was likely very close to becoming an Ancient Saint, but what did that matter?
Not reaching Ancient Saint meant certain death under the mirror light of the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
Even if one were an Ancient Saint, unless they were one of the three veteran Ancient Saints from the Palace of Shadowy Abyss, Demon Saint Nest, or Blood Devil Sea, they would still be heavily injured and crushed.
This was Mu Qingliu's confidence.
This was the confidence of the one who had governed the Central Divine Land for tens of thousands of years, the Lord of Moral Immortal Sect.
"Those three old fellows should be scared right now, shouldn't they?"
Mu Qingliu glanced at the other three directions, planning to "catch up with old friends."
In his eyes, the fate of the White Jade Island beneath his feet was already sealed, destined to vanish under the light of the mirror.
However,
The next moment,
Mu Qingliu's expression changed drastically.
Suddenly looking down,
A colossal 'giant,' countless zhang tall, towering into the sky.
Raising its hand, it blocked the White Jade Island spanning a million li.
The earth-shattering mirror light emitted by the Taihao Immortal Mirror, upon touching the back of that majestic figure's hand, quickly dissipated, vanishing completely after a few breaths.
"What is that?"
Mu Qingliu's face turned serious.
"Lord of Yuanyang Island."
Mu Qingliu looked at the figure that blocked the attack of the Taihao Immortal Mirror with an unpleasant expression.
"Refining Void Ancient Saint."
"Ancient Saint at the peak of the Refining Void realm."
"Perhaps even surpassing the limits of Refining Void, beginning to explore the Combined Dao realm."
Mu Qingliu judged in his mind.
The ability to manifest such a massive figure must involve an extraordinary divine technique.
Blocking the attack of the Taihao Immortal Mirror without leaving a trace indicated an even more unfathomable strength.
Mu Qingliu never expected that the Lord of Yuanyang Island, whom he had long regarded as prey, would possess such terrifying power.
North of Divine Land,
On a small island deep in the Blood Devil Sea.
Just as Mu Qingliu unleashed the terrifying mirror light with the Taihao Immortal Mirror,
The Lord of Blood Devil abruptly opened his eyes, looking serious.
"Mu Qingliu has left Moral Immortal Mountain? Moral Immortal Sect has given birth to its second Ancient Saint?"
The Lord of Blood Devil immediately deduced many things.
"Lord of Yuanyang Island is finished."
The Lord of Blood Devil shook his head slightly.
Mu Qingliu stepped out of Moral Immortal Mountain, and his first target was White Jade Island, aiming to completely kill the Lord of Yuanyang Island.
"I gave you the chance to join me. You insisted on refusing. Now, you're dead."
The Lord of Blood Devil shook his head slightly.
A hundred years ago, when the Lord of Yuanyang Island occupied White Jade Island,
The Lord of Blood Devil sent his subordinates to persuade the Lord of Yuanyang Island to join him.
After all, the Blood Devil Sea didn't have much power with just a half-step Ancient Saint.
However, at that time, the Lord of Yuanyang Island directly refused.
And now, in the eyes of the current Lord of Blood Devil, the Lord of Yuanyang Island's choice back then was wrong.
"What a pity."
The Lord of Blood Devil shook his head.
The Lord of Yuanyang Island did not come from Moral Immortal Sect and had no connection with Blood Devil Sea, Palace of Shadowy Abyss, or Demon Saint Nest.
Relying solely on himself, he cultivated to the half-step Ancient Saint realm. If he was willing to accept the bestowed power from the Lord of Blood Devil, transform into a 'Blood Divine Child,' he might have a chance to reach the true level of an Ancient Saint in the future.
"Hmm?"
"Something's not right?"
The Lord of Blood Devil was about to contact the other three Ancient Saints, considering how to face Mu Qingliu when suddenly he felt something and widened his eyes.
"Mu Qingliu's attack was blocked?"
The Lord of Blood Devil opened his mouth wide. Although he hadn't witnessed it personally, through sensing the aura, the devastating mirror light unleashed by Mu Qingliu did not erupt but dissipated into nothingness.
At the same time,
A terrifying sun power, comparable to the brilliance of a great sun, gathered.
"Sun Ancient Saint."
"Almost surpassing the limits of the Refining Void realm Sun Ancient Saint?"
"How could the Lord of Yuanyang Island possess such strength?"
The Lord of Blood Devil found it hard to believe.
Even if the Lord of Yuanyang Island had broken through to the Refining Void level,
At most, the Lord of Blood Devil would be shocked, not utterly incredulous like now.
A hundred years ago, the Lord of Yuanyang Island was already a half-step Ancient Saint. Breaking through the shackles and entering the Refining Void was not impossible.
But now?
Surpassing the limits of the Refining Void period?
That was a level only the sect master of the Moral Immortal Sect, wielding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, could reach.
And yet, the Lord of Yuanyang Island achieved it with his own strength?
How was that possible?
"We were wrong."
"We were all wrong."
"A hundred years ago, the Lord of Yuanyang Island was never a half-step Ancient Saint."
The thoughts of the Lord of Blood Devil surged.
He suddenly realized that a hundred years ago, the Lord of Yuanyang Island never claimed to be in the half-step Ancient Saint realm.
The so-called half-step Ancient Saint was just an external speculation about the Lord of Yuanyang Island.
"Surpassing the limits of the Refining Void period, could it be a mighty being from tens of thousands of years ago?"
The Lord of Blood Devil quickly speculated.
Originally, he thought the Lord of Yuanyang Island was a recent powerful figure.
However, considering the displayed combat power and strength, how could someone cultivate to such a level in just a few thousand years?
The Lord of Blood Devil speculated that the Lord of Yuanyang Island might come from tens of thousands of years ago.
Tens of thousands of years ago, Moral Immortal Sect was not the indisputable ruler of the Central Divine Land.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the 'Ascension Platform' had not yet appeared.
"In this world, there are many unimaginable powerhouses, even those surpassing the limits of the Refining Void realm."
Not only the Lord of Blood Devil was shocked.
Almost at the same time,
The Ancient Saints of Demon Saint Nest and Palace of Shadowy Abyss all sensed Mu Qingliu using the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
The result was easily blocked by the Lord of Yuanyang Island.
"Lord of Yuanyang Island, so powerful?"
In the Moral Immortal Sect, Mumen Ting was also paying attention to the East Sea.
He wanted to witness the Lord of Yuanyang Island, under Mu Qingliu's suppression, kneeling and begging for mercy.
However, the scene that unfolded afterwards made his scalp numb.
Mu Qingliu, invincible with the Taihao Immortal Mirror, was actually blocked by the Lord of Yuanyang Island?
In the Ninth Heaven,
Mu Qingliu held the Taihao Immortal Mirror above his head.
He found himself in a dilemma.
Originally, Mu Qingliu thought that suppressing the Lord of Yuanyang Island would not encounter any unexpected incidents.
So, he arrived in the East Sea at the first opportunity, making a move on White Jade Island.
When picking persimmons, choose the soft ones.
Compared to Blood Devil Sea, Demon Saint Nest, and Palace of Shadowy Abyss,
The Lord of Yuanyang Island naturally belonged to the undisputed soft persimmons.
But unexpectedly,
This 'soft persimmon' turned out to be the hardest stone in the world.
For Mu Qingliu, the Lord of Yuanyang Island, who had now reached the peak of the Refining Void realm and even surpassed its limits, was absolutely the one he least wanted to deal with.
The Ghost King of the Palace of Shadowy Abyss, the Lord of Blood Devil in Blood Devil Sea, the Demon Saint of Demon Saint Nest, although they had special cards,
Mu Qingliu, even with the Taihao Immortal Mirror, couldn't completely kill them.
But at least he could press them down.
However, facing the Lord of Yuanyang Island, Mu Qingliu not only lacked the certainty of winning but also couldn't even press him down.
What worried Mu Qingliu even more was,
If the Lord of Yuanyang Island joined forces with the Ghost King, the Lord of Blood Devil, and the Demon Saint, Moral Immortal Sect would likely face the worst situation in tens of thousands of years.
"Lord of Yuanyang Island."
"I think there's a misunderstanding between us."
Mu Qingliu remained silent for a moment, put away the Taihao Immortal Mirror, and secretly transmitted his voice.
Next, Mu Qingliu transmitted a few more sentences, then turned around and left.
Above White Jade Island,
Lin Yuan stood in mid-air.
Quietly watching Mu Qingliu leave.
"Wants to cooperate with me?"
Lin Yuan pondered the few sentences Mu Qingliu transmitted just now.
Summing it up,
It meant one thing.
The grievances between Moral Immortal Sect and the Lord of Yuanyang Island were not irreconcilable.
The two could cooperate.
The specifics of how they would cooperate remained unclear.
"We can discuss this in detail."
In the Central Divine Land.
In the Ninth Heaven.
Mu Qingliu's gaze was contemplative.
Delving into details,
There was no irreparable hatred between the Lord of Yuanyang Island and Moral Immortal Sect.
It was merely the Lord of Yuanyang Island erasing Moral Immortal Sect's move in the East Sea archipelago—the Black Veil Islands.
But this matter,
Mu Qingliu could choose to forgive.
Just a Black Veil Islands.
As for his recent attack on White Jade Island, it was indeed a bit rash, but Mu Qingliu could certainly make amends in other ways.
"If I can cooperate with the Lord of Yuanyang Island," Mu Qingliu's heart raced.
The Lord of Yuanyang Island was an Ancient Saint of the Sun lineage, surpassing the limits of the Refining Void realm.
Such an Ancient Saint was practically the natural counter to those powerful beings of the Yin lineage.
If they joined forces,
It was entirely possible to completely neutralize the Palace of Shadowy Abyss and Blood Devil Sea.
Before today,
Mu Qingliu had never thought about dealing with the Palace of Shadowy Abyss and Blood Devil Sea.
Because it was difficult to accomplish.
Even with the immortal tool Taihao Immortal Mirror, it was impossible.
This time, wielding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, he left Moral Immortal Mountain.
The purpose was just to suppress those three old fellows, make them suffer a bit, and prevent them from having any more ideas.
That's all.
But now,
Mu Qingliu saw hope.
"Cloud Mist Sanctuary?"
Mu Qingliu suddenly stopped.
His gaze turned towards the Cloud Mist Sanctuary below.
Before leaving, he had transmitted a few words to the Lord of Yuanyang Island.
Among them was the possibility of cooperation.
As for how to cooperate, the two needed to find a place to discuss it in detail.
For this place, Mu Qingliu ultimately chose the Cloud Mist Sanctuary.
As for why not choose Moral Immortal Mountain, the ancestral nest of Moral Immortal Sect, which had been laid out with numerous methods by successive sect masters, Mu Qingliu estimated that if he had chosen Moral Immortal Mountain, the Lord of Yuanyang Island would not have come.
Cloud Mist Sanctuary was a good choice.
Although it was one of the 108 sanctuaries,
It hadn't been fortified with many methods.
With the strength of the Lord of Yuanyang Island, the entire Cloud Mist Sanctuary was no different from a piece of thin paper in his eyes.
"Choosing Cloud Mist Sanctuary indicates that Mu Qingliu absolutely has no other schemes. Moreover, Cloud Mist Sanctuary is close to Moral Immortal Mountain. If the conversation doesn't go well, Mu Qingliu has an exit."
"The last point."
"Compared to other caves and blessed lands in the Central Divine Land, Cloud Mist Sanctuary is not highly important; it is only somewhat useful for extending lifespan. However, the longevity effect of Cloud Mist Sanctuary is not significant for cultivators."
"Swoosh."
Mu Qingliu descended into Cloud Mist Sanctuary.
"Greetings, Sect Master."
Spring Flower Autumn Moon's face was full of fear, not knowing what brought the Sect Master here.
"Where is Wuji?" Mu Qingliu asked.
"He, he's in seclusion," Autumn Moon said tremblingly. "I'll go inform him right away."
"No need, Wuji."
Mu Qingliu flashed images of Jun Wuji's appearance in his mind. Additionally, the appearances of Jun Dongjin, Mu Lian'er, Jun Xiaoyao, and Jun Zhilan all flashed by.
For some reason, Mu Qingliu felt a bit melancholic at this moment.
For the sake of his Mu family's interests, he eventually gave up Jun Dongjin. Even Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan, these two grandchildren, were transferred to the distant Mangya Mountain.
Only Jun Wuji, who had been somewhat invisible since childhood, escaped calamity. But even so, he was separated from his parents and elder brother.
"Wuji."
"Let him continue cultivating."
"Don't disturb him."
Mu Qingliu sighed.
Although it was somewhat cruel, Mu Qingliu did not feel that he had done anything wrong.
"The summit pavilion, don't go up."
"I will meet a fellow Daoist there."
Mu Qingliu gave a few instructions, and then his figure disappeared.
On the summit of Cloud Mist Mountain.
Outside the pavilion.
Mu Qingliu sat cross-legged, facing the direction of the East Sea, quietly waiting for the Lord of Yuanyang Island to arrive.
"I wonder what price I have to pay to make the Lord of Yuanyang Island cooperate with me to deal with Blood Devil Sea and Palace of Shadowy Abyss."
Mu Qingliu thought to himself.
He highly valued the Lord of Yuanyang Island. Such a powerhouse would be dazzling no matter the era, even in the times tens of thousands of years ago, when mighty beings beyond the limits of the Refining Void realm were common.
"I must have a good talk later."
"Even if the negotiation fails in the end, I must resolve the grievances."
"Absolutely cannot let the Lord of Yuanyang Island cooperate with those three old guys."
Mu Qingliu thought to himself.
He has already communicated with the Lord of Yuanyang Island and mentioned discussing cooperation in Cloud Mist Sanctuary. Presumably, the other party will arrive soon.
At the foot of Cloud Mist Mountain.
Spring Flower Autumn Moon's complexion barely recovered.
The sudden appearance of the Sect Master just now really startled them.
After all, that was the Sect Master of Moral Immortal Mountain, the supreme figure in the Central Divine Land.
For two small cultivators at the Golden Core stage like them, it was theoretically impossible to come into contact with such a prominent figure in their entire lives.
"Why did the Sect Master come here? Is he going to meet some 'Daoist'? It should be some important figure for the Sect Master to personally wait for this 'Daoist.'"
Spring Flower Autumn Moon was somewhat puzzled.
As the Sect Master of Moral Immortal Mountain, who in the world dared to be late, causing the Sect Master to wait personally? Isn't this too imposing? Does Moral Immortal Mountain's 'morality' mean having actual morality? Moral Immortal Mountain is called Moral Immortal Mountain because all enemies have been convinced and defeated, leaving only their own people, so they talk about morality.
While Spring Flower and Autumn Moon were whispering.
A figure appeared from the closed-door secret room, and they didn't know when.
"Ah?"
"Young Master."
"You're out?"
Spring Flower and Autumn Moon turned around and saw Lin Yuan, immediately bowing.
"Young Master, the Sect Master just came and is now on the summit of Cloud Mist Mountain, waiting for a Daoist."
Spring Flower immediately shared all the information she knew.
"I understand."
Lin Yuan nodded.
Lin Yuan raised his head, looking towards the summit of Cloud Mist Mountain.
There, clouds and mist surrounded, resembling a fairyland.
"Almost."
Lin Yuan's expression remained calm.
Then, he walked towards the mountain path of Cloud Mist Mountain.
Following the steps, he ascended towards the summit.
"Young Master."
Seeing this, Spring Flower and Autumn Moon thought for a moment but didn't stop him.
Although the Sect Master of Moral Immortal Mountain said not to go up.
But the Young Master is not an outsider; he is the Sect Master's grandson.
Shouldn't he be allowed to go up?
Cloud Mist Mountain is not high, only a few hundred meters.
But the mountain path steps are somewhat rugged.
Lin Yuan's gaze was lowered as he ascended the steps step by step.
After a short half hour.
Lin Yuan arrived at the summit of Cloud Mist Mountain.
He saw the Sect Master of Moral Immortal Mountain, Mu Qingliu, facing the east with his back to him.
Lin Yuan walked straight over.
"Wuji."
Mu Qingliu had noticed Lin Yuan long ago but did not stop him.
"I've told Mengting that he will soon bring Dongjin and your mother back, and your family will reunite."
Mu Qingliu thought Jun Wuji wanted to plead for his parents and said directly.
Hearing this, Lin Yuan didn't stop. He walked to the opposite side of Mu Qingliu and sat down, facing this immortal sect master who dominated the Central Divine Land.
"Wuji?"
Mu Qingliu slightly furrowed his brows.
The position Lin Yuan chose was meant for the Lord of Yuanyang Island. However, as Jun Wuji was his grandson, Mu Qingliu didn't take offense despite the apparent disrespect.
"Wuji, you can go down first. Later, your grandfather and a Daoist friend will discuss important matters related to the overall situation in the Central Divine Land."
Mu Qingliu spoke with a pleasant expression.
Regarding the matter with Jun Dongjin, Mu Qingliu believed he was right. However, he still felt somewhat guilty towards this grandson.
Lin Yuan remained silent, just quietly looking at Mu Qingliu.
"Wuji?"
Mu Qingliu's smile faded.
He was a bit puzzled about what his grandson, at this moment, wanted to do. Didn't he understand the importance of the upcoming discussion for Moral Immortal Mountain and the Central Divine Land?
The two stared at each other.
"Grandfather."
At this moment, Lin Yuan spoke slowly.
Mu Qingliu's expression eased, but the next words from Lin Yuan made his pupils contract.
"What do you want to cooperate with me on?"
End of two chapters.
This dungeon has entered its later stages and will end in a few days.
White Jade Island.
Lin Yuan descended with divine grace.
Countless disciples of the White Jade Pavilion were filled with fanaticism. They had thought they were doomed just now, as the terrifying mirror light pierced through the heavens and the earth. However, the island master easily blocked it.
Especially their own island master, who ultimately transformed into an immense giant of countless zhang, completely enveloping the entire White Jade Island with just one palm.
Such supernatural powers, even those Refinement Ancient Saints might not achieve.
"That light, should it be the Moral Immortal Sect's Taihao Immortal Mirror?"
"Our island master blocked an attack from the Taihao Immortal Mirror? Does that mean our island master is already an Ancient Saint?"
"Nonsense! Not just an Ancient Saint? That Taihao Immortal Mirror is the sect-suppressing immortal treasure of the Moral Immortal Sect. Under the Taihao Immortal Mirror, who dares to resist among those three Ancient Saints from Blood Demon Sea, Netherworld Palace, and Demon Saint Nest? Our island master's strength is simply..."
In a hundred years, the White Jade Pavilion had become the most powerful force in the East Sea. The disciples of the White Jade Pavilion were well-informed, immediately inferring that the mirror light descending from the Ninth Heaven probably came from the legendary immortal treasure, Taihao Immortal Mirror.
Lin Yuan glanced at the many enthusiastic disciples of the White Jade Pavilion and directly returned to the core area of the cave.
"Master."
Li Qing and other disciples received by Lin Yuan immediately saluted respectfully.
Under Lin Yuan's occasional guidance and the excellent cultivation environment of White Jade Island, disciples like Li Qing were either at the fourth level of martial arts or at the fifth level. They rivaled the Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the Immortal Dao cultivation system.
Outside, those ordinary disciples only saw Lin Yuan's magical feats of blocking an immortal mirror that could wipe out White Jade Island. However, disciples like Li Qing, with strong strength and high cultivation, keenly felt how terrifying the immense giant formed by Lin Yuan was.
As well as what it meant to directly block a strike from the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
"Master, how can Master be so powerful?"
Li Qing and the disciples were trembling in their hearts. They had followed Lin Yuan for over a hundred years, received his guidance, and had thought that their master's strength was unfathomable, possibly approaching the level of Refinement Ancient Saint. However, it was at most a feeling, but now, their master had directly blocked an attack from the most powerful Refinement Ancient Saint in the world, making the Immortal Sect master voluntarily retreat. This was simply incredible.
"Just right, there's something I want to tell you."
Lin Yuan looked at the thirty to forty disciples he had accepted over the years.
These disciples were excellent candidates for practicing the martial arts evolution system, and they were also one of the keys to Lin Yuan's inheritance of the martial arts evolution system after leaving this realm in the future.
"Master, please speak."
"Master, please speak."
Li Qing and the other disciples immediately respectfully said.
"Go and unify the East Sea."
Lin Yuan calmly said.
For over a hundred years, although the White Jade Pavilion had become the most powerful force in the East Sea, it hadn't taken action against other sects.
Not because they couldn't.
But because they were worried about attracting the attention of the Moral Immortal Sect.
But now, it was unnecessary.
Lin Yuan's strength was already invincible in the world. If not for that Taihao Immortal Mirror, with just one Yin and Yang deity, he could sweep through this realm.
"Unify the islands of the East Sea."
Li Qing and the other disciples were spiritually shaken.
Lin Yuan lowered his gaze and looked towards the direction of the Central Divine Land, "In this world, not only is there the Immortal Dao, but my Martial Dao should also go out."
Mangya Mountain.
In every corner, there were Nascent Soul True Monarchs guarding.
As a former high-ranking member of the Moral Immortal Sect, Jun Dongjin even had a chance to compete for the position of sect master.
Even though he has been abandoned and transferred to the remote Mangya Mountain, there are Nascent Soul True Monarchs specially sent by the Immortal Sect to protect him.
In reality, it is more like 'surveillance' than protection.
Jun Dongjin knows many secrets of the Moral Immortal Sect. If he escapes or is influenced by Netherworld Palace, Blood Demon Sea, or Demon Saint Nest, it would not be a good thing for the Moral Immortal Sect.
In a cave several miles away from Mangya Mountain.
Two Nascent Soul True Monarchs sat cross-legged.
"We are dignified True Monarchs, but unexpectedly, we were transferred to such a remote place." The thin man on the left sighed.
Nascent Soul True Monarchs, even in the Moral Immortal Sect, can be considered middle to high-level cultivators. They can enjoy the spiritual veins of the Moral Immortal Mountain, which greatly benefits their cultivation.
However, now, being around Mangya Mountain, although there is spiritual energy from heaven and earth, it is far inferior to the natural aura of the immortal mountain.
"Even Lord Jun Dongjin is here, why are you complaining?" The round-faced True Monarch on the right glanced at the thin man.
"I'm not complaining, just feeling that the sect master is a bit unkind. Suppressing Lord Jun Dongjin is one thing, but why bring his daughter and grandson here together?"
"The sect master's decision naturally has the sect master's considerations." The round-faced True Monarch shook his head.
"You tell me, will Lord Jun Dongjin have a day to return to the Moral Immortal Mountain?" The thin man couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know."
"It depends on what Lord Mu Mengting thinks."
After thinking about it, the round-faced True Monarch replied.
The current situation of the Moral Immortal Sect is already very clear. Mu Mengting is the designated next Sect Master.
"That's it."
The thin man suddenly had a headache.
Although it is not appropriate to discuss the future Sect Master Mu Mengting, Mu Mengting's vengeful personality is not a secret.
Perhaps when Mu Mengting reaches the Refinement Nascent Soul stage, becomes an Ancient Saint, and becomes the Sect Master, her height and character might change, but it's only a possibility.
"It's still Lord Jun Dongjin's youngest son, Jun Wuji, who is lucky. The whole family has been transferred here, leaving only him to enjoy in the Cloud Mist Land."
The thin man couldn't help but sigh, "Sometimes, being weak is also a kind of blessing."
The reason why Jun Wuji can still stay in the Cloud Mist Land is simply because in the eyes of Mu Qingliu and Mu Mengting, this person poses no threat.
He doesn't even have a trace of presence.
So he managed to escape this calamity.
"Indeed." The round-faced True Monarch nodded in agreement.
Every time Jun Wuji excelled even a little, he and his two older siblings were transferred together.
"Hehe."
Just as the thin man was about to say something.
Suddenly, their faces changed.
The round-faced True Monarch next to him also reacted the same way.
Within their perception range.
An aura appeared out of thin air.
And it went straight towards Mangya Mountain.
"Daring!"
"Presumptuous!"
"Do you not know that this place is a forbidden area of the Moral Immortal Sect?"
Other Nascent Soul True Monarchs in different locations also sensed it successively.
Bodies appeared one after another, bursting with shouts.
"Who are you?"
"Young Master Jun Wuji?"
When the Nascent Soul True Monarchs saw the visitor's appearance clearly, they were suddenly stunned.
Although the figure before them exuded an aura similar to Mingyue Taiyin, the appearance resembled Jun Wuji.
Although Jun Wuji keeps a low profile in the Moral Immortal Sect, his appearance is widely known, having once been a figure with a remarkable background in the third generation of immortals.
"I'm here to take my parents away," Lin Yuan said calmly.
Before revealing himself to Mu Qingliu, Lin Yuan had sent his Lunar Yin Primordial Spirit to Mangya Mountain.
Regardless of the negotiation outcome, Lin Yuan intended to bring his parents and siblings to the East Sea Archipelago.
At least he wouldn't let them continue to be in the hands of the Moral Immortal Sect.
For this reason, Lin Yuan's Lunar Yin Primordial Spirit specifically transformed into his true appearance to make it easier for his parents to accept.
"Young Master Jun Wuji, may I ask if you have the Sect Master's order?" Round-faced True Monarch and other True Monarchs looked at each other, inquiring cautiously.
Even though Jun Dongjin is no longer in the senior echelons of the sect, he is still the son-in-law of the Mu family.
Jun Wuji is also the grandson of the current Sect Master of the Immortal Sect.
Once the True Monarchs on the scene recognized Jun Wuji's identity, none of them dared to speak out of turn.
"Sect Master's order? I don't have one," Lin Yuan shook his head.
"According to the rules, without the Sect Master's order, Lord Jun Dongjin's family is not allowed to leave," reminded the round-faced True Monarch.
He kept sizing up Jun Wuji, feeling that there was something strange about his aura.
"No problem," Lin Yuan smiled slightly.
The next moment, the expressions of the round-faced True Monarch and others changed drastically.
They felt the surrounding space solidify, unable to move their mana and divine consciousness, bound in place.
Under the watchful eyes of many True Monarchs, Lin Yuan walked directly towards Mangya Mountain.
Inside Mangya Mountain.
Jun Dongjin, Mu Lian'er, and Jun Xiaoyao and Zilan, had already noticed the commotion outside.
They were now looking at Jun Wuji coming towards them with astonishment on their faces.
"Wuji?"
Mu Lian'er tentatively called out.
Although their appearances were similar, the auras were different.
"Mother."
Lin Yuan nodded.
With this word, Mu Lian'er felt a sense of relief.
Although it was just one word, Mu Lian'er was sure that this was her youngest son, Jun Wuji.
"Long story short."
"I'm going to take you to the East Sea now."
"It's much safer there than here."
Lin Yuan looked at his parents and his elder brother and sister.
"Huh?"
Jun Zhilan blinked.
From the beginning until now, everything that happened left her in a state of confusion.
How could her little brother be like this? And why, just now, did the Nascent Soul True Monarchs who were guarding them suddenly stop moving?
"Wait until we reach the East Sea, then I'll explain."
Lin Yuan raised his right hand, and with a wave of his sleeve, space distorted as if compressed. Jun Dongjin and the other three gradually shrank and were completely taken into his sleeve.
Morality Immortal Sect's supreme technique—Realm in the Sleeve.
In the Cloud Mist Blessed Land, Mu Qingliu, the Sect Master of Morality Immortal Sect, stared fixedly at his grandson sitting across from him.
At this moment, a tremendous wave surged in Mu Qingliu's heart.
The sentence Jun Wuji just said, "What do you want to cooperate with me," almost made Mu Qingliu lose his composure on the spot.
As a Refinement-stage Ancient Sage, Mu Qingliu's memory was crystal clear. He was very certain that he only discussed cooperation with the Lord of Yuanyang Island.
He only mentioned important matters to other people as talking with a fellow Daoist.
Important matters could involve many possibilities, far more than just one type of cooperation.
But now, Jun Wuji asked him, "Cooperate on what?"
"Are you, Wuji?"
A faint outline of an immortal mirror reflected in Mu Qingliu's pupils.
In just an instant, Mu Qingliu activated dozens or even hundreds of secret techniques, wanting to see through the details of his grandson.
There was no way.
The impact of the phrase "cooperate on what" on Mu Qingliu was too great.
Even if Jun Wuji said it casually, Mu Qingliu would still check repeatedly.
Buzz!
Mu Qingliu suddenly closed his eyes. He seemed to see surging blood, rolling crimson clouds. There was a terrifying power within Jun Wuji, blocking all of his probing techniques.
"Who are you really?"
Silently, a ancient mirror emitting immortal light floated above Mu Qingliu's head. The pressure Jun Wuji gave him was too immense. Mu Qingliu instinctively activated the Ta Hao Immortal Mirror to protect himself.
"Grandfather."
"I am Jun Wuji."
"And also."
"The Lord of Yuanyang Island."
Lin Yuan remained calm. Since he decided to reveal everything, Lin Yuan didn't bother hiding his identity. Mainly because his current strength made him fearless, even against a Sect Master holding an immortal treasure. He couldn't be threatened.
"You?!"
Mu Qingliu's expression changed unpredictably.
At this moment, he even suspected that his grandson might have been possessed by the Lord of Yuanyang Island with a great power.
However, possession had many limitations, and with his strength, if Jun Wuji was truly possessed, he could detect abnormalities.
But there were none.
His grandson's soul aura remained changed from the beginning to the end.
"The Lord of Yuanyang Island."
Mu Qingliu looked towards the East Sea, and a majestic aura, reminiscent of the sun, rose, resonating with Jun Wuji in front of him.
"Impressive."
After a long time, Mu Qingliu gradually regained his composure. "I didn't expect that in the tens of thousands of years of the Moral Immortal Sect, a genius like you would emerge."
At this point, even if Mu Qingliu found it unbelievable, faced with the undeniable reality, he could only believe that the Jun Wuji before him was indeed his inconspicuous grandson.
When the most unimaginable possibility came true, many of Mu Qingliu's doubts in his mind gradually became clear.
For example, when the Master of Yuanyang Island first appeared, it was in the Black Veil Archipelago.
At that time, his grandson was celebrating the Congratulatory Void Ceremony.
Back then, Mu Mengting was reporting to him about the Black Veil Archipelago.
"I want to cooperate with you. Cooperate in eliminating the Abyssal Palace, Blood Demon Sea."
Mu Qingliu looked at the now unfamiliar Jun Wuji in front of him and said softly.
Now, he completely placed his grandson at the same level as him, even the tone was in consultation.
"No problem."
Lin Yuan said lightly.
He had no favorable impression of the Abyssal Palace, Blood Demon Sea, or even the Demonic Saint's Nest. Even if Mu Qingliu didn't mention it now, he would plan to flatten them in the future.
"So."
Mu Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "What are your conditions."
As long as he could solve the Moral Immortal Sect's longstanding major problem, Mu Qingliu was willing to pay a considerable price.
Therefore, even if Lin Yuan made hefty demands, Mu Qingliu would probably agree in the end.
After all, Lin Yuan was also his grandson.
Even if he gained many benefits from the Moral Immortal Sect, it would still be considered within the family.
It makes sense not to let the fat water flow into someone else's field.
"Three conditions."
Lin Yuan spoke.
"First, I want the complete Daoist Ethics Scripture."
The Daoist Ethics Scripture is the pinnacle cultivation technique of the Moral Immortal Sect, involving the essence of the Harmonization Stage after the Refining Void Stage.
Throughout the Moral Immortal Sect, only the Sect Master can cultivate this scripture. Even the former Jun Dongjin never learned it.
As the third generation of the Moral Immortal Sect, Lin Yuan's older brother Jun Xiaoyao often secretly brought out many secret techniques and cultivation methods of the sect for himself.
However, the Daoist Ethics Scripture was beyond his ability to bring out.
No one in the Moral Immortal Sect, except the Sect Master, knows where this scripture is hidden, let alone having contact with it or bringing it out.
"No problem."
Mu Qingliu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.