Chapter 636: Preparing to Kill a Sect Master

After Wen Jiyue left, Ding Huan continued his seclusion and cultivation.

Based on Ding Huan's understanding of the Lower Divine Realm, the sect masters of top-tier sects there were merely World Gods.

In ordinary sects of the Lower Divine Realm, the sect master was often no more than a Divine Lord.

Divine Kings basically did not exist.

Even in the Upper Divine Realm, Divine Kings were singularly formidable beings.

This was why Ding Huan dared to continue his seclusion here.

Even if he were trapped on Qian Lei Mountain, his Heart-Transcendence technique would still allow him to escape.

Qian Tun recruited those outer-disciple students to serve as blood food.

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Ding Huan was certain that everyone seated here knew well about Qian Tun's disgusting deeds and his true nature.

The brown-robed peak master sighed: "Jiyue, my dear niece, you don't understand—Ding Huan's current cultivation and strength are far too weak."

The Wen Sect Master vanished in the Dao Xu while seeking the Qi Yun Stone; this is a tremendous loss for our Qing Lei Shendao Sect.

Wen Jiyue sat beside this brown-robed man; it seemed her injuries had healed considerably.

At Qian Tun's peak master burial site, a simple Reincarnation Immortal Array had been set up, and several low-grade divine crystals implanted.

He took a few steps and handed the ring to the brown-robed man.

Bo Ya was a Divine Lord; then this fellow must be a World God.

Ding Huan said cautiously: "Your humble disciple is at the Halfway-to-Heaven God realm, but lacks a Divine Core—since entering the Lower Divine Realm, my cultivation has regressed instead of advanced…"

"Sect Master, my father disappeared in the Dao Xu while seeking the Qi Yun Stone for Qing Lei Shendao Sect. I wish to enter the Dao Xu—to find my father, and also to seek the Qi Yun Stone for the sect."

The brown-robed man continued: "Now let us speak of the Qi Yun Stone—it concerns whether our Qing Lei Shendao Sect can continue to survive."

At this moment, many eyes in the hall were fixed upon him.

These are not peaceful times; leaving a Divine Lord's ring in Ding Huan's hands would not help him—it would doom him.

Ding Huan buried Qian Tun after his death and even took the trouble to set up a Reincarnation Immortal Array—this shows genuine intent.

This bastard is asking for death.

If this grudge is not repaid, Ding Huan might as well have wasted his life.

If he were truly an ordinary Yu Shen cultivator, by the time he returned, after just a few days of cultivation, he would die suddenly on Qian Lei Mountain.

He had not left the council hall; he still wished to hear more about the Dao Xu.

"Yes." A gray-robed man swiftly departed.

The sect hall was already filled with people.

At the front sat a man in brown robes, with phoenix eyes, bushy eyebrows, protruding eyes, a square face, and long ears.

That day, an inner-disciple came to inform him that the Qing Lei Shendao Sect Master had returned and demanded his presence in the sect hall.

"Before Qian Tun passed away, did he leave any instructions?" The brown-robed man's tone remained gentle.

As soon as the sect meeting ended, Ding Huan went to the Sect Mission Hall.

"Thank you, Sect Master, for your great favor—I will repay you and never let you down," Ding Huan said with deep gratitude, bowing deeply before withdrawing.

"Just moments ago, Qian Tun summoned me in to transmit to me the Qing Lei Shendao Sect's teachings, when he suddenly began spitting blood uncontrollably. He ordered me to summon the Inner Affairs Executive to Qian Lei Mountain, saying that if anything happened to him, he would pass his legacy to me…"

In the blink of an eye, several months passed; Ding Huan's cultivation had reached the peak of Yu Shen Sixth Layer, and in a little more time, he would advance to the late stage of the Yu Shen Realm.

"What is your cultivation level?" The brown-robed man asked again.

Ding Huan himself did not know how long he would remain here; to avoid drawing attention to his rapid progress, he decided to raise his actual strength a bit.

He didn't care if they took control of Qian Lei Mountain.

No one expected the first to stand up was Wen Jiyue.

Qian Tun cultivated demonic cultivation techniques.

It didn't seem right at all—no, this Sect Master definitely wasn't Wen Mujian.

Ding Huan thought inwardly: Isn't Wen Jiyue supposed to be the Sect Master's daughter?

Clearly, they hadn't expected this blood food to still be alive—apparently, he was doing quite well.

The Dao Xu lay at the edge of the Divine Realm; whether it connected to the Void, Ding Huan didn't know—the brown-robed man hadn't clarified.

Ding Huan now understood why his cultivation in Qing Lei Shendao Sect felt so smooth and comfortable.

Sensing this subtle restriction, Ding Huan flew into a rage.

"You are Ding Huan? Qian Tun's provisional disciple?"

Then four more elders rose, each declaring their willingness to enter the Dao Xu to seek the Qi Yun Stone for the sect.

Ding Huan pulled out a ring: "My Sect Master, the peak master's ring is indeed in my possession."

The brown-robed man seated on the Sect Master's throne looked at Ding Huan and asked gently.

The brown-robed man's tone carried encouragement and support: "I am merely temporarily holding onto Qian Tun's ring; when Ding Huan one day has the strength to inherit Qian Lei Mountain, I will return the ring to him."

Originally, everyone kept to their own affairs; Ding Huan had no objection to handing over the ring.

Fu the Protectors bowed deeply before replying: "My Sect Master, Qian Tun's body was indeed buried on Qian Lei Mountain; his corpse remains largely intact. It appears his dantian and purple mansion cracked, his Dao foundation shattered, and in utter despair, he perished."

When the Dao Xu opens again, our Qing Lei Shendao Sect must send our strongest forces. We must not only find the Wen Sect Master, but also continue securing Qi Yun Stones for our sect's survival…"

"For this Dao Xu Qi Yun struggle, does anyone in our Qing Lei Shendao Sect volunteer to go?"

Ding Huan gathered his things and followed the disciple to the sect hall.

So Qing Lei Shendao Sect had implanted a Qi Yun Stone—it was a sect with enduring fortune. Thus, joining a sect for cultivation had been a wise decision indeed.

Ding Huan bowed: "Ding Huan greets the Sect Master, and all Elders and Peak Masters… Yes, I am Ding Huan, my Sect Master."

That meant not only in the Lower Divine Realm, but throughout the entire Divine Realm—including the Upper and Middle Divine Realms—any sect wishing to endure must obtain Qi Yun Stones.

But this bastard had just casually decided to kill me.

A self-serving demonic cultivator like Director Qian Xun would teach him a cultivation art? Would he leave his mantle and legacy to a blood offering like him? No one would believe it.

He didn't sweep it with his divine sense; a glance from the corner of his eye had already made it clear that the fellow staring at him was Boya.

If he said Director Qian Xun had taught him the Dao for a period of time, then it would be suspected by everyone, one hundred percent.

Just at this moment, Wen Jiyue, who had not spoken all along, suddenly opened her mouth and said: "Sect Master, Ding Huan is Peak Master Director Qian Xun's mantle disciple. This ring can also be considered something Peak Master Director Qian Xun passed down to Ding Huan. Why not just leave it with Ding Huan."

"Ding Huan, are Peak Master Director Qian Xun's relics on you?" The brown-robed man looked at Ding Huan again.

Ding Huan always felt there was a divine sense that had not left him since he entered. Compared to the other gazes or divine senses, this one was somewhat strange.

"Sect Master, my Lei Shan is willing to contribute to the sect." Another person stood up.

So Director Qian Xun could only have suddenly perished, and in the end only had time to ask Steward Yuan.

"Just stay on Qianlei Mountain and cultivate properly. Qianlei Mountain has no peak master for now, and I won't assign a peak master there either. You must not let Peak Master Director Qian Xun down."

Ding Huan knew this fellow was going to take Qianlei Mountain into his own hands.

Ding Huan really hadn't taken this ring to heart.

Otherwise, would he also have to go find a Qi Luck Stone himself before he could build his own cave dwelling?

His aura surged around him. In Ding Huan's view, this fellow should be much stronger than Boya.

Although the Leishendao Sect was not a demonic sect, the Leishendao Sect did not shy away from demonic cultivation arts.

And this Qi Luck Stone generally only appeared in one place, and that place was the Dao Ruins.

Hearing that Ding Huan had even set up a Reincarnation Immortal Array, and had even embedded several low-grade divine crystals, quite a few elders did glance at Ding Huan in surprise.

He knew that until this matter was over, he could not leave this place.

Ding Huan might not know why Director Qian Xun took him in as an outer disciple, but many of the elders sitting here had a pretty good idea.

Looking for Qi Luck Stones in the Dao Ruins was not such a simple matter; one careless mistake and you would never walk out.

He had no connection whatsoever with this brown-robed man, yet this fellow actually planted a Death Restriction Seal on him.

"Protector Fu, go take a look at Peak Master Director Qian Xun's dissolution site." The brown-robed man said casually.

Boya saw him coming over, his eyes full of astonishment.

This Sect Master clearly had not taken Ding Huan's words to heart, nor cared whether Ding Huan had gone out, and continued:

Seeing this Protector Fu come in, the brown-robed man did not continue painting big cakes.

A sect without a Qi Luck Stone, in the God Realm, would slowly exhaust its qi luck, and in the end become like the place where the Wangshen Stair Sea was—no matter how you cultivated, you could not advance, could not comprehend the true laws of heaven and earth.

The brown-robed man was rambling on up above, and Ding Huan had more or less gotten the general idea.

While the brown-robed man was still painting big cakes for everyone, that Protector Fu had already returned.

This one wasn't a good bird either, Ding Huan muttered to himself. If there was a chance, he'd take out this trash.

When the brown-robed man took Ding Huan's ring, a hidden restriction was planted into Ding Huan's body by him.

Seeing the Sect Master pay him no more attention, Ding Huan voluntarily walked to the very corner and sat down.

"Present it." The brown-robed Peak Master said flatly.

But this tone, in Ding Huan's ears, sounded somewhat strange.

Wen Jiyue was contemptuous inside, but since the Sect Master had already spoken this way, she could not continue to say anything.

"Good, you may bring two outer disciples. Besides this, is there anyone else willing to enter the Dao Ruins?" The brown-robed Sect Master was very pleased that Wen Jiyue could take the initiative to enter the Dao Ruins.

But what was coming would still come.

He didn't even know the layout of the Leishendao Sect now. To plot against that brown-robed Sect Master, he first had to know where this fellow lived.

"Ding Huan, you're not going back to Qianlei Mountain—where are you planning to go?" A hoarse voice called out to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan turned his head and saw Wen Jiyue. He bowed and said: "Greetings, Senior Sister. I feel I can't just stay on Qianlei Mountain and freeload while waiting to die. I plan to take on a mission and go out to look for some cultivation resources."

Wen Jiyue nodded: "I'm going to the Dao Ruins this time, and I can bring two outer disciples along. Are you willing to come with me?"

(End of chapter)