Chapter 108

Not only the Qingcheng Pavilion Master, the commotion from the shattered jade pendant here was enormous, accompanied by the aura of life fading, the cultivators of the other four great Dao lineages were also dumbfounded at this moment.

You should know, adding up all the true disciples of the five great Dao lineages gives nearly three hundred people, each basically having reached the Spirit Transformation realm. They also forcibly piled up resources to produce nine disciples at the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm, plus five young-generation leaders; each is elite among elites, worthy of being called the finest young force of the entire Canglan Yu.

However, after the five great Dao lineages joined forces against the Profound Yang Sect, less than an hour had passed and nearly twenty Cuiyu life tablets shattered—two of them belonged to peak Spirit Transformation cultivators! Everyone was dazed—what on earth is happening?

At most, the Profound Yang Sect's strongest is Dongfang Yuan at the fourth level of Spirit Transformation, and its thirty-odd true disciples are only at the first or second level of Spirit Transformation. How did these people die? Was it an accident, or is there some hidden secret?

The Second Elder and the Supreme Elder of the Floating Light Sect stared at each other, feeling as if their heads were about to explode. Following the instructions of the Eastern Jade Goddess, they were to protect Dongfang Yuan and not let him suffer any harm, and they had indeed passed this order down to their subordinates. Who could have imagined that the disciples below would actually strike directly to kill? Isn't this pushing the Floating Light Sect into a fire pit?

If this gets out, how can the Floating Light Sect ever establish itself in Canglan Yu again? Unless the Silver Moon Divine Sect intervenes.

"Zhang Wu, you idiot! When he comes out, I'll hang him up and beat him for seven days and seven nights!" The Second Elder angrily sent a mental message to the Supreme Elder: "Tell him to protect, not to directly oppose the four great Dao lineages! How could our Floating Light Sect have such a foolish person?"

The Supreme Elder's face also turned extremely grim, and he finally nodded slightly; in his view, Zhang Wu was simply too foolish—perhaps it was time to pick someone else to be the young sect leader.

At this moment, the old woman who had previously followed beside the Eastern Jade Goddess glanced at them and calmly sent a mental message: "Rest easy; as long as we can recruit Dongfang Yuan, you will have rendered tremendous merit. By then, on the Divine Sect's side, how about helping you become the sole hegemon of Canglan Yu?"

You should know, a monster who has survived the forbidden heavenly tribulation—let alone being in the Silver Moon Divine Sect, even if you look across the entire Cangyuan Jie, they are an extremely outstanding existence, with hopes of even becoming a saint in the future. As long as they can be cultivated, let alone Dong Divine State, the Silver Moon Divine Sect's domination of the whole Cangyuan Jie is not impossible! Of course, the premise is successfully subduing Dongfang Yuan, getting him to join the Silver Moon Divine Sect, and best of all forming a marital alliance with him.

Having lived for thousands of years, the Floating Light Sect's Second Elder could hardly miss the deeper meaning; his mouth twitched involuntarily. This means only by obtaining Dongfang Yuan will the Divine Sect lend aid? If not, the Floating Light Sect might as well be left to its own demise? Thinking this, the Second Elder inwardly cursed Zhang Wu again, heaping abuse upon him.

Just then, Lan Xiao saw that everyone's hearts were heavy and said in a low voice: "Don't worry; with hundreds of Spirit Transformation cultivators encircling and attacking thirty-odd, we hold the advantage in both realm and numbers—the initiative is ours!"

Hearing this, the Qingcheng Pavilion Master almost burst out cursing. The advantage is indeed on their side, but the ones dying are his closed-door disciples! This generation of the Qingcheng Pavilion has lost nearly half its members; even if they later destroy the Profound Yang Sect, the Qingcheng Pavilion will still face a shortage of successors, and he is truly torn between tears and helplessness.

The situation appeared to be developing favorably; the elders of the other two Dao lineages narrowed their eyes slightly, with a glint of joy in their depths.

At this moment, the Profound Yang Sect side also overheard these exchanges. On the flying vessel, many elders hurriedly clasped their fists and congratulated the Grand Elder: "Congratulations, Grand Elder! Your beloved disciple Dongfang Yuan has actually shattered the stalemate, directly slaying twenty true disciples, two of them peak Spirit Transformation cultivators! He truly is an unparalleled monster who survived the forbidden heavenly tribulation—even if hundreds surround and attack him, Dongfang Yuan can still break through the encirclement and seize the opportunity!"

Many elders' eyes now burned with fervor; from earlier doubt they had turned into present excitement, feeling that all their past hardships were worth it.

Only Lin Wu Ren, Qi Tai, and Yang Hao twitched the corners of their mouths slightly, but ultimately did not expose the truth. After all, they knew clearly that their junior uncle had only reached the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, and letting Dongfang Yuan come out to take the blame was the best choice.

Even just the bounty on Canglan Yu now rivals the value of a heaven-tier spiritual treasure.

You should know, the Profound Yang Sect once had deep grudges with the Profound Ice Holy Land. Rumor has it that the previous generation's Profound Ice Holy Lord once vied with a patriarch of the Profound Yang Sect for a dao companion. That patriarch was extraordinarily handsome; whenever he appeared, heaven and earth lost their luster—not only that sect's goddess, but many true female disciples of various Dao lineages had secretly been enamored of him.

In fact, it wasn't really a contest; that sect's goddess actively threw herself at him, even willing to vie for favor with other sect's female disciples. As for the Profound Ice Holy Lord, it is said he pursued her for a full thousand years, never even touching her hand, and even used the authority of the Profound Ice Holy Land to coerce her into a marital alliance as dao companions.

As it turned out, in a certain secret realm, the patriarch and that sect's goddess, after merely a single encounter, fell in love. The Profound Ice Holy Lord's dao heart shattered on the spot, he nearly went berserk from deviation, and thereafter he mobilized forces, preparing to directly annihilate the Profound Yang Sect.

Yet that ancient sect declared it would aid the Profound Yang Sect, forbidding any Dao-stage expert from entering Canglan Yu. The Profound Yang Sect's survival to this day rests entirely on that patriarch's good looks.

This patriarch was precisely the master of Yang Tianzun, Qingxuan Tianzun, who had once been invincible at this level, lacking only half a step to enter the Dao stage. But after the two sides erupted into war, he acted twice and then vanished without trace in Canglan Yu.

Seeing his rival disappear, the Profound Ice Holy Lord lost interest, directly letting his subordinates handle the aftermath; since he believed the Profound Yang Sect would eventually fall, he instead supported the Wan Hai Sect and other Dao lineages, carrying out various encirclement and suppression campaigns against the Profound Yang Sect.

Had Yang Tianzun not emerged out of nowhere, the Profound Yang Sect would have been destroyed ten thousand years ago. After all, without any Dao-stage expert taking action, in today's Canglan Yu, Yang Tianzun can single-handedly oppose ten.

Therefore, if this news were to spread and attract the attention of the Profound Ice Holy Land, Lin Wu Ren wouldn't even dare imagine how high the bounty could rise.

Therefore, letting Dongfang Yuan take the blame is actually not a bad choice. Those people actually thought Dongfang Yuan could become the young sect leader? That's pure daydreaming!

"Buzz buzz buzz!" At that moment, ripples spread again in the void. A flying vessel slowly descended, upon which stood an exquisite maiden clad in a pale white long dress, her skin delicate and supple, her pretty face bearing a faint chill, like an icy celestial fairy.

"You've finally come." Lin Wu Ren stepped forward, let out a sigh of relief, "Your future husband is about to be beaten to death."

Upon hearing that, Lin Xue's previously icy little face instantly flushed with a hint of red: "Uncle… don't talk nonsense."

Over the years, Lin Xue has taken revitalizing her family and the Profound Yang Sect as her goal. After Qin Yu appeared, the heavy burden on her shoulders lessened somewhat. Especially when they first met, he was merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet he was neither humble nor arrogant, and even unmoved by her beauty.

In recent years, it's rare to find someone of such quality among the younger generation, and Lin Xue has developed some affection for Qin Yu. She thinks that as long as Qin Yu masters the Profound Yang Sect, she can then devote herself fully to revitalizing her family.

Moreover, the Profound Yang Peak has undergone major renovations and has practically become a cultivation paradise; Lin Xue is also deeply grateful to her grandmaster-uncle.

Therefore, upon hearing that the five great Dao lineages of Canglan Yu had joined forces to bully her not-yet-risen grandmaster-uncle, Lin Xue's anger surged; she felt these people were utterly shameless. If her grandmaster-uncle were given a bit more time to grow, he could crush them.

Furthermore, Lin Xue feels somewhat indebted; both her uncle Lin Wu Ren and she herself have received considerable help from Qin Yu. Just the thunder‑dao formation inside the Profound Yang Peak has greatly aided her body‑tempering, even allowing her dao intent to be refined, breaking through to the perfected great completion stage; she has never known how to repay this kindness.

Now, the time to repay has come.

"Is the sixth level of Spirit Transformation of any use? Even if only seven peak Spirit Transformation cultivators remain, relying on numbers alone is enough to suppress them." An elder of the Wan Hai Sect spoke up, letting out a cold laugh.

Lin Xue is indeed strong, but in their view this is a dead end.

Lin Xue lightly stepped forward with her jade feet, her white robes fluttering, landing at the exit of the ruins. She broke into a smile and said: "The sixth level of Spirit Transformation is sufficient. As long as you old fogies of Canglan Yu don't intervene, no one can harm him."

With a clear sound, she tapped her right foot lightly, like a fairy from a painting stepping into the ancient ruins, intending to protect her grandmaster-uncle.