Chapter 491: The path of immortality fraught with danger at every step

She forced a rather reluctant smile, "Heling, is it really the Immortal Prison of the Great World of Taiyi?"

Nangong Heling nodded seriously, her eyes full of sincerity, without any deceit.

Mu Qingyao involuntarily took half a step back, feeling goosebumps all over her body. She had heard of the Immortal Prison, a place that gathered the most heinous criminals of the entire Great World of Taiyi.

Moreover, the criminals there were not simple; they at least had the backing of major powers. Otherwise, they wouldn't even qualify to enter the Immortal Prison and would have been executed outside long ago.

It could be said that once imprisoned there, life and death were no longer in one's own hands, making it more dangerous than any place of training.

"Heling, four hundred years left... doesn't that mean..."

"A thousand-year sentence, my eldest brother and second brother will surely come out alive!"

"Heling, I have some important matters to attend to today, I'll come another day!"

Upon hearing this, a trace of fear appeared in Mu Qingyao's eyes, and even her voice trembled slightly. What kind of background did her eldest and second brothers have!!!

"Alright." Nangong Heling still wore a smile, sitting upright.

Mu Qingyao cupped her hands in salute and drifted away, but her expression was unusually grim. The Dao Child was on good terms with Heling's eldest brother, at least at that level, so she shouldn't ask too much!

She was now under immense pressure, especially when she thought of Heling, her mind would conjure up terrifying images of her eldest and second brothers in the Immortal Prison, definitely not easy to deal with.

Her Mu family's legacy was so long-standing, yet no one had ever entered the Immortal Prison, and they were quite wary of it.

Heling's pure and clear demeanor, yet her eldest and second brothers were such people, Mu Qingyao really couldn't imagine it, even feeling a trace of fear towards her, instantly discarding any sense of closeness.

Nangong Heling gently raised her head, her smiling face turning cold and calm, and she resumed flipping through ancient texts.

However, she was now using both hands, one to flip through the pages, and the other to write other matters in a small booklet, multitasking.

The booklet was densely filled with writing, all about the grand plans of the garbage recycling plant.

After a stick of incense, she took out a transmission disk, a wisp of divine sense entering it, and she spoke softly, "Wild Water."

"Miss Nangong."

"The annexation plan for Li Chen Island and Piaoyun Island has officially begun. Let all the immortal pavilions and forces' cultivation waste be used by us. We've already acquired those two large estates on Piaoyun Island."

"This matter should be approached gradually, not rushed. It concerns our subsequent plans and influence. If successful, we will buy the noon broadcast messages from Tianyin Pavilion every day."

"Understood."

...

"Yun Jin."

"Miss Nangong."

"Xuanwei Heaven's Misty, you need to make a trip. A trillion mid-grade spirit stones, as a gesture of sincerity from my garbage recycling plant."

"Understood."

...

"Sister Luoshuang."

"Miss Nangong."

"Any feedback from the main pavilion of the Lingbao Immortal Pavilion in Xuanwei Heaven?"

"It will take some more time. When Lu Chuan is transferred to the Great Desolate, the absolute kill plan can begin."

"The price for the Great Ascension Venerable of the Ghost Face Clan should be increased by fifty percent, using top-grade spirit stones for the transaction. I don't want to see Lu Chuan in the Mengmu Sea Region anymore."

"Understood."

...

Everything returned to calm. Nangong Heling's eyes flickered with cold light, then gradually softened, as she fully immersed herself in reading the ancient texts.

In this grand world, matters that could be resolved with spirit stones and cultivation resources became simpler. In the world of cultivation, even with endless resources, countless cultivators still competed for the present.

However, the bloody side of it was little known, and everything had to be done outside the rules.

And fortunately, they no longer lacked spirit stones and resources, with countless cultivators at their service, responding to their call.

Rustle~

The ancient trees around slowly swayed, green leaves dancing in the sky, brushing against Little Crane's cheek, who revealed a breathtaking smile at the corner of her mouth.

...

Li Chen Island, Lingbao Immortal Pavilion.

Lu Chuan sat upright, having not cultivated for half a year. Every time he meditated, he felt a restless agitation, as if something major was about to happen.

But everything was too calm, even the plan for Trash Island had been shelved.

That day, when the Li Chen Immortal Palace descended on Trash Island, even the Flood Dragon Venerable was dispatched, likely indicating something major had occurred. Later, the entire Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan fled, leaving no opportunity to act.

Especially half a year ago, the main pavilion sent a message, vaguely suggesting he be transferred from the Mengmu Sea Region, asking for his opinion.

Naturally, he didn't want to leave, having managed Li Chen Island for so long, understanding the principle of better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix...

This matter was thus shelved, but the pressure over the past six months had been increasing daily, feeling targeted by the higher-ups!

The key was that he had worked so hard to climb to this position, overlooking many Unity True Lords, how could he just let go, especially since he hadn't reached the peak of Unity in cultivation.

At this moment, his brow twitched, as the transmission disk stirred.

"Pavilion Master Lu."

"Fellow Daoist Gu Zhu."

The two cupped their hands to each other, Lu Chuan's eyes carrying a deep look, as the person from the main pavilion held a position above him, in the late stage of Unity.

Gu Zhu got straight to the point, "Have you offended anyone in recent years?"

"Absolutely not!"

Lu Chuan's voice was heavy, already guessing something, "Even in the Mengmu Sea Region, some descendants of the Immortal Slaves from the Soul-Nourishing Spirit Clan have been discovered, with quite a few awakened..."

"Hehe, Pavilion Master Lu, this matter is of no concern, and it has nothing to do with our Lingbao Immortal Pavilion, wouldn't you agree?"

"Indeed."

Lu Chuan took a deep breath, not showing any anger even when his words were interrupted, remaining quite composed.

This statement was actually his way of saving his life and diverting attention, but he didn't expect the main pavilion's person to not buy it at all, blocking his subsequent words with a single sentence.

"Lan Ming, Elder Lan's intention is for you to go to the Great Desolate, where there are many Great Desolate Black God Crystal veins, a key area for our Lingbao Immortal Pavilion's future development, with abundant cultivation resources."

"Fellow Daoist Gu..." Lu Chuan's expression turned somewhat grim, "What do you mean by this?"

"Someone above wants you to leave the Mengmu Sea Region, that's all."

"Could you tell me who it is?"

"You will still be the pavilion master there, and no one will dare to harm your life. Behind you still stands the Lingbao Immortal Pavilion."

Gu Zhu said calmly, not answering Lu Chuan's question, "Act low-key there, and don't offend those you can't afford to offend. That's all I can say."

"The Great Desolate..."

Lu Chuan's face was as cold as frost. Back then, when he took out treasures in the Great Desolate, he had offended quite a few races, and he still didn't dare to set foot there, "Gu..."

"Pavilion Master Lu, this time it's an order, not a negotiation."

Gu Zhu smiled in the light screen, "If you can advance further in the Great Desolate, the doors of the main pavilion will naturally open for you, and all problems will be resolved."

"Understood."

"The person replacing Pavilion Master Lu will arrive in the Mengmu Sea Region within a month, so I hope Pavilion Master Lu prepares early."

"Understood."

...

As the light screen disappeared, a fierce look appeared in Lu Chuan's eyes, his fists clenching tightly.

Indeed, someone was targeting him, even having investigated his past deeds.

The elder he had once gifted had long retired, and this Elder Lan Ming didn't get along with him, looking down on someone like him who curries favor.

Although the Great Desolate was still within the rules, there were too many loopholes, and he didn't know if those enemies still remembered him.

He now felt like he was being led by the nose, extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't dare to leave the Lingbao Immortal Pavilion now, already being targeted, he had to rely on this identity to save his life. If he didn't enter the Great Desolate, once this identity was stripped away, he would be like fish on a chopping board.

"Who exactly is targeting me, able to enlist the main pavilion's elder."

Lu Chuan's eyes were cold and deep, slowly closing them, he needed to remain calm, "There's still time, even if I enter the Great Desolate, there's still a chance..."

Outside the Lingbao Immortal Pavilion, in a distant teahouse.

At the highest platform, a man sat at an elegant wooden table, sipping tea, with two black-clothed men standing around him, their aura fierce yet restrained.

The man's gaze seemed to pierce through space, looking far at the grand Lingbao Immortal Pavilion, "Hehe, Pavilion Master Lu, the person I once respected the most, on the path of cultivation, greed is a mortal sin."

He gently placed the teacup down, feeling the breeze on the terrace, a deep smile gradually appearing at the corner of his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the three figures disappeared, leaving only the slightly warm, gently rippling fragrant tea.

The wind rose in Elemental Immortal City, as a flying spirit beast overlooked the island, its gaze sharp.

On the broad avenue, cultivators were like countless prey, the path of immortality fraught with danger at every step, who knows who will survive to the end.