Chapter 814

Fuxin City, within the imperial palace.

“Friend Zhuohu, you’ve traveled a great distance; you’ve worked hard.”

The Fuxin Ancestor gazed at the middle-aged Daoist who had just stepped into the grand hall.

“Friend Fuxin, our last meeting was already sixty years ago; now that your Fuxin Immortal Dynasty rules an entire province, your prestige surpasses even what it was before.”

Zhenjun Zhuohu spoke with a cheerful laugh.

“You flatter me.”

The Fuxin Ancestor chuckled twice but did not continue along Zhuohu Zhenjun’s line of praise; Zhuohu Zhenjun likewise did not press further, instead turning his gaze to the man behind the Fuxin Ancestor: “Is this Friend Liang?”

The Liang Ancestor’s jet-black hair had turned entirely gray-white, and his aura of death could not be suppressed even slightly.

He looked like an old man on the verge of death.

In terms of age, Zhuohu Zhenjun was even a few years younger than the Liang Ancestor, and in their youth they had jointly explored secret realms.

“Senior Zhuohu.”

The Liang Ancestor spoke respectfully.

Though Zhuohu Zhenjun was, by years, slightly younger than him, and they had once fought side by side,

now the other had become a Zhenjun, while he had had his Dao path severed twice over and had no hope of advancing further.

Naturally, he must address him as “senior.”

The Liang Ancestor lowered his eyes.

A strange feeling rose within him.

Once, he had planned to kill Li Rui, the Yu Kingdom’s Ancestor, who had not yet planted his Dao seed.

If not for Li Rui severing his Dao path, he would not now be reduced to such a pitiful state.

When he heard Li Rui had become a Zhenjun,

he was consumed by envy, truly unable to sleep.

Of course,

now he had long since made peace with it.

Zhuohu Zhenjun withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at the Liang Ancestor.

A half-dead Shenfen cultivator was not worth his attention.

Zhuohu Zhenjun: “I have been sent by Elder Xiang to assist you, for someone from Taihuazhou has crossed the sea to Jintingzhou, damaging Taihuazhou’s qi fortune and disrupting Elder Xiang’s cultivation. Elder Xiang knows your Fuxin Immortal Dynasty has many affairs, so he has dispatched me to lend aid.”

“Thank you, friend.”

The Fuxin Ancestor bowed, but internally sneered.

Aid?

More like oversight.

The Wan Fadian and the Blood Demon Cult have united Taihuazhou; the Qianyuan Immortal Dynasty has been utterly destroyed. My Fuxin Immortal Dynasty now nominally rules one province, its territory unprecedentedly vast.

But in truth?

Taihuazhou is a demon’s den.

There are thousands upon thousands of Immortal Sects and Demon Sects, many of which cultivate the demonic arts leaked by Elder Xiang the Demon.

None of them answer to my Fuxin Immortal Dynasty.

Over these years, had my cultivation advanced even slightly, the qi fortune might have even regressed.

Of course,

this expedition to the small Jintingzhou was not entirely Wan Fadian’s doing.

The Yu Immortal Dynasty has risen to first-rank status, clashing with my Fuxin Immortal Dynasty’s qi fortune; a future struggle is inevitable. Rather than wait for them to grow stronger, it is better to strike now.

And with the aid of Wan Fadian’s strong cultivators, it is like adding wings to a tiger.

The Fuxin Ancestor said: “Friend Zhuohu, that Changqing Zhenjun is a dual-certified cultivator, extremely powerful—we must be extra cautious, lest we capsize in a ditch.”

“Naturally.”

The two exchanged glances.

Then laughter echoed through the grand hall.

The Liang Ancestor stared blankly at the two men, each harboring ulterior motives; the black aura on his face grew heavier.

“The Wan Fadian openly sends cultivators into the Fuxin Immortal Dynasty’s army—this is utterly lawless!”

In the Yu Kingdom’s imperial palace, the Taihe Hall.

The Minister of War roared in fury.

The Eastern Sea front was retreating step by step—not due to poor combat, but because the Fuxin Immortal Dynasty’s army contained vast numbers of Immortal Sect cultivators; the realm gap was too great, and no military strategy could help.

The Immortal World has long held an unwritten rule:

Immortal Dynasties’ affairs must not be interfered with by Immortal Sects.

To this Minister of War, the Fuxin Immortal Dynasty had openly broken this rule.

“This matter must be reported to the Emperor’s Hall for punishment!”