Chapter 148: Yinghai Sect

Clouds and mist surround the immortal mountains, clear waves brush the sea islands.

Yingzhou Immortal Island, one of the ten great cultivation holy lands of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

This island is located in the southeast of Dongsheng Shenzhou, with abundant spiritual aura and beautiful scenery, and was chosen by the major cultivation sect, the Yinghai Immortal Sect, as its sect base.

In the center of Yingzhou Immortal Island are five peaks, shaped like five fingers, called Five Finger Peaks. The middle peak is the highest, and a magnificent hall is built on the peak, named "Immortal Language Hall". This is where the elders and heads of the Yinghai Immortal Sect discuss matters, and it is also the hub of the Yinghai Immortal Sect; major decisions of the Yinghai Immortal Sect are discussed and issued here.

At this very moment, four men and one woman are sitting in the Immortal Language Hall. These five people are the Sect Leader and the heads of each peak of the Yinghai Sect. Having received the news that someone had teleported over from the Dragon race's sea territory, the Yinghai Immortal Sect Leader, Xuan Ling, urgently summoned the heads of each peak to discuss.

"Fellow Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, yesterday someone actually teleported over from the teleportation array. How should this matter be handled? Everyone, speak your mind."

"For thousands of years, the teleportation array between our Xuantiandalu and the Blue Crystal Sea has never been opened. Now that someone has teleported over from the Blue Crystal Sea, I fear something major has happened."

"Yes, yes. Could it be related to the Demon race invasion?"

"Alas, thousands of years of peace are gone. This time the Demon race is coming aggressively, with the momentum of not stopping until they destroy our human race. The buffer zone between the Moyu Continent and the Xuantiandalu has already fallen, and the flames of war have already burned to the Wusha Kingdom of Xihe Niuzhou."

"Want to destroy our human race? The Demon race can forget about it. If the Demon race dares to come, we will definitely make them go and never return."

"Everyone, today we are discussing the matter of the envoy from the Blue Crystal Sea; the matter of the Demon race invasion can be discussed later."

"The Dragon race envoy is nothing more than wanting to discuss with our human race about jointly resisting the Demon race. I think we should just let him go and talk to the Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor is the co-lord of our Xuantiandalu cultivation realm; this matter should be decided by him."

"Our sect is stationed on Yingzhou Immortal Island precisely to watch over the teleportation array between the Dragon race and the human race. Now that someone has come through the teleportation array, we need to investigate."

On the 18th day of the second month of the 100,006th year of the Immortal Era, Zhang Xingyu, accompanied by Zhang Kaixin, arrived at Yingzhou Immortal Island, Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Pavilions and towers, flying springs and stacked waterfalls, spiritual apes and immortal cranes, heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Ever since entering Yingzhou Immortal Island, Zhang Xingyu has been like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, his eyes unable to take it all in, his drool flowing all over the floor.

Seeing Zhang Xingyu's bumpkin-like appearance, Zhao Donglai laughed.

Ever since being struck and educated by Zhang Xingyu, Zhao Donglai has instead regained his confidence in cultivation.

His state of mind has greatly improved, and the bottleneck in his cultivation has also vaguely loosened.

Zhao Donglai feels that it won't be long before he will definitely be able to step into the Foundation Establishment stage.

Through his application, and because he has become familiar with Zhang Xingyu and the other, he was finally approved to return to the sect base to cultivate.

Skipping over Zhao Donglai and Zhang Xingyu parting ways.

Zhang Xingyu and the other followed the Yinghai Sect elder into the mountain gate, passed the sect plaza, climbed the middle peak, and entered the Immortal Language Hall.

Sitting in the Immortal Language Hall were four men and one woman; the men were filled with immortal aura, and the woman was refined and otherworldly.

These must be the big shots of the Yinghai Sect.

Hmm, this old Daoist in the purple robe in the middle has an extraordinary aura; he must be their Sect Leader.

Hey, this female Daoist in the red dress on the left, although not young, has an angel's face and a devil's figure!

And this old Daoist in the green robe on the right, with a black face, did someone owe you money?

And...

Zhang Xingyu's eyes turned slightly, the corners of his mouth moved, secretly sizing them up while guessing to himself.

While Zhang Xingyu was sizing them up, the five big shots of the Yinghai Sect were also carefully sizing him up.

"How is the Dragon race envoy a human kid, and his cultivation is still so low?"

"That child beside him, his origin cannot be seen, and the depth of his cultivation cannot be seen either. Could it be that this child is the envoy?"

After sizing them up for a moment, the old Daoist Xuan Ling exchanged glances with his Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters and stood up.

He bowed solemnly to Zhang Kaixin: "This poor Daoist is the Yinghai Sect Leader, Xuan Ling, welcoming the Dragon race envoy to our humble abode."

After speaking, he introduced the Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters on both sides: "These are my Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters."

"This poor Daoist Xuan Zhen (Xuan Wu, Xuan Kong, Xuan Yu), welcomes the Dragon race envoy to our humble abode." Xuan Zhen, Xuan Wu, Xuan Kong, and Xuan Yu also bowed in unison to Zhang Kaixin.

Zhang Kaixin was completely confused. He touched his head and looked toward Zhang Xingyu.

Zhang Xingyu was also completely confused. What is going on with these big shots? Could this little guy Kaixin really be a Dragon race envoy?

Thinking about it, he also returned the greeting in a pretentious manner: "Seniors, I, Zhang Xingyu, and my younger brother Zhang Kaixin, pay our respects."

The old Daoist Xuan Ling was stunned: "Where do the two fellow Daoists come from?"

Zhang Xingyu did not answer immediately.

Asking what he already knows! What does this old Daoist mean?

"Where do the two fellow Daoists come from?" The old Daoist Xuan Ling asked again.

"Blue Crystal Sea." Zhang Xingyu replied with annoyance.

"Did the two of you come by teleportation array?" The old Daoist Xuan Ling asked again.

"Yes. Is there a problem?" Zhang Xingyu asked with his head tilted.

"No, this poor Daoist is just confirming." The old Daoist Xuan Ling replied with a smile.

"Since the two of you came from the Blue Crystal Sea by teleportation array, you must have brought news from the Dragon race, right?" The old Daoist Xuan Ling asked with a chuckle.

"News? Nope." Zhang Xingyu replied.

A quarter of an hour later, a roar rang out in the Immortal Language Hall.

"Abominable! What Dragon race envoy, it turns out to be two juniors drifting in the outer seas! Causing this seat to break out of seclusion and waste ten years of hard-cultivated Dao practice for nothing."

Zhang Xingyu touched his chin, looking with a grin at the furious head of Five Finger Peak, Xuan Kong.

"Senior, I never said I was a Dragon race envoy, and I didn't ask you, old man, to wait here."

"You..." Hearing this, Xuan Kong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

As the head of one of the ten great immortal sects of Dongsheng Shenzhou, Xuan Kong was a person respected wherever he went.

He had never suffered such indignity from a junior, so he was so angry he jumped with rage and wanted to act on the spot.

Before he could explode, Zhang Xingyu spoke first.

"Speaking of the Dragon race envoy, I do remember one thing. When I was leaving, my sworn elder brother Ao Cheng, who is in the Great Vehicle stage, and the Dragon Palace Crown Prince Ao Guang asked me to do them a favor. The Dragon Palace princess was abducted by a pretty boy, and they begged me to help find her and bring her back when I have time. Seniors, I wonder if you have seen a Dragon Palace princess?"

Xuan Ling frowned.

Xuan Kong's raised hand stopped in mid-air.

He pointed at Zhang Xingyu and laughed: "Junior, who are you trying to fool? Great Vehicle stage? And sworn elder brother? Just based on you, a Foundation Establishment stage junior?"

His Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters also laughed.

Zhang Xingyu touched his nose and also laughed, "Hehehehe."

I, an honest person, am telling the truth, why does no one believe me?

Zhang Xingyu slowly drew the Fire Dragon from his back.

"Everyone, take a look, how is this flying sword of mine? Can it enter your eyes?"

In the Immortal Language Hall, the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Magic treasure?" Xuan Kong exclaimed.

Xuan Ling stared fixedly at the Fire Dragon and asked softly: "Fellow Daoist, can you lend this flying sword to this poor Daoist for a look?"

Zhang Xingyu handed the Fire Dragon over.

Although the Fire Dragon is precious, he is not afraid that Xuan Ling will borrow it and not return it.

Xuan Ling held the Fire Dragon in his hands, carefully observed it for a while, and then solemnly handed the flying sword back to Zhang Xingyu.

"It is indeed a high-grade magic treasure, the grade should be above the ninth rank. It's just that this sword has suffered damage, and its quality has declined; otherwise, the grade should be even higher." Xuan Ling said loudly.

Everyone in the hall looked at Zhang Xingyu with green eyes.

High-grade magic treasures are rare in the world, usually only large sects have one or two.

The Yinghai Sect only has one, held by the Supreme Elder; even Xuan Ling, as the Sect Leader, has never used it.

"Fellow Daoist possesses such a heavy treasure, it is truly impressive!" Xuan Ling sighed.

Comparing people to people, it's infuriating.

This kid is not even twenty, his cultivation is only Foundation Establishment, yet he possesses such a heavy treasure.

His Senior Brothers and Junior Sisters, added together, are over two thousand years old, and they have never touched such a magic treasure once.

Zhang Xingyu smiled and inserted the Fire Dragon into its scabbard.

"Small matter. In the world, there are many treasures that surpass the Fire Dragon. I also, by chance, helped my sworn elder brother pass the Demon Tribulation and advance to the Great Vehicle stage, so I was gifted this sword by him to use as a self-defense item. Seniors also know that my cultivation is too low to refine this sword. This sword was refined by my sworn elder brother, and his primordial spirit imprint remains on the sword; I can only drive it. My brother said that when I cultivate to the Great Vehicle stage, I can naturally find a way to erase the primordial spirit imprint he left on the sword, and then this sword will truly belong to me."

After Zhang Xingyu finished speaking, he said no more.

After a long while, Xuan Ling was the first to recover, and clarity returned to his eyes.

He coughed lightly and then said: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, how did you help your brother pass the Demon Tribulation and advance to the Great Vehicle stage? Please recount it for us."

"Easy to say. Since you seniors want to hear it, I will recount it for you, hoping it can provide help for your future advancement to the Great Vehicle stage. This matter has to start from when I entered the Blue Crystal Sea..." ===== CHAPTER 149 =====